Instead of hanging out with his friends, Travis has decided to hangout with his father who is also his best friend. With an hour drive, Travis enters the Old Mansion where his parents reside. The five storey building has its own world. Since his parents like to have their own office here and handling all sorts of work, they practically built the house with everything available. From lavish spa room to rooftop swimming pool, ten doctors in different fields to lawyers... At least 100 people who are professional in different sectors reside here just to make a whole world for his parents. Especially his mother who is an introvert and hates people, likes to remain in her own comfortable space. She is also a billionaire with her own business. Changing his dress and wearing a sports shirt, Travis grabs a gulf club and follows his father in a spacious room. " I was surprised when Den said you wanted to visit! What's the occasion? I thought you would visit me with my Daughter-in-law
Next Day, Spring Clinton sits at her cluttered desk in the small office of the Evergreen Marketing Solutions, tapping her fingers against her coffee mug. Her eyes dart toward the clock on the wall. It’s nearly noon, and she’s already counting the hours until the day ends. The office hums with the usual sounds of keyboards and printers, while her coworkers chat casually nearby. Despite being surrounded by people, she feels more isolated than ever. Her phone buzzes on the desk, and she glances at the screen. It’s a message from Freddie, her boyfriend. She ignores it, not in the mood for his complaints or his latest half-baked schemes. He’s part of the problem, constantly dragging her down with his addictions, his messes. She stuffs the phone in her drawer and turns her attention to the report she’s supposed to finish by noon. But the numbers blur before her eyes. Her head throbs from the night before. She hadn’t planned on using, but Freddie had brought out the pills, and she coul
" Everything is set up as you want. What's your next step? Mrs Ericson!" While searching for something in her closet, Dawn looks at her phone when Mr Holden asks. She has been thinking a lot and she knows that the future is changing. " Let Ava take care of her mental health first. Make sure Jared plays his role without any trouble." She says, constantly searching for something. However she can't find it. " Is it yet to happen?" She mumbles, trying to find it. " Mrs Ericson. The Supervisor seems to have ignored the report you made. What should we do next then? They might have trusted her abilities and that's why they're overlooking it." " Don't worry about it. I will handle it in my own way. Did you investigate someone called Nancy? I want to find her as soon as possible before something bad happens!" She asks, closing the door of her closet. Pretty disappointed but she is hopeful that it's yet to happen. " Actually there is no one called Nancy Braham in Ohio with the
Travis stands on the balcony, finding Dawn sitting alone in the garden. He can't shake off the weirdness of her obsession with gardens. Even in his parents' mansion she can't stop visiting the gardens. Travis walks downstairs, heading directly to her, there is something in his eyes, something like determination. As he approaches, his footsteps on the dry leaves get her attention. She raises her head, kinda weak--- Her gaze. " Are you feeling alright?" Dawn asks, having no trace of emotions in those words. Travis nods, sitting next to her. Dawn wants to leave right now. But it will bring confrontation that she doesn't want to do. The morning sickness is troubling her as well. " I thought a lot!" Travis starts, without looking at her, " There are thousands of reasons for you to leave me. I can't deny everything. But I think you should get divorced once you complete your study and get a job. It'll be like an alimony. Since you gave up on studying to marry me, you deserve i
It was like a slap on his face when Dawn said she could help him to find the woman who he hated most. He squeezes his hand, standing a few steps away from her. " I hope it's a joke!" His icy voice sends shivers down her spine but she remains unhinged, " It's not." Travis grits his teeth, " Is this why you want to divorce? Some insecurities for a ghost that I don't acknowledge? That's disappointing!" His voice gets colder and aggressive. However, his eyebrows raise with surprise when she chuckles mockingly, " Yeah. Probably. Anyway, if you want to, I can help you out. It's not like-- I have insecurities that will give me a happy ending! Your love for her always is higher than anything - Even your blood!" Saying the last sentence inaudibly, she walks inside the house. No matter how innocent or clueless he looks, the future has already proven that he would turn into someone she hates.Travis in the meantime, is entirely flabbergasted and in disbelief. Is this the reason why s
Mr Ericson passes the cup of coffee to Travis who is sitting silently at the desk. As usual, his expression is cold and indifferent. But his fingers are fidgeting, revealing his anxiety. " What do you want?" Mr Ericson asks, while staring at his middle child. " I don't know!" He replies in short. " Look, We won't force either of you to make any kind of decisions. This is your life and your marriage. You two are solely responsible for the outcome of this situation. I won't force Dawn to stay with you or I won't force you to get divorced. I want to figure out what -!" " I won't divorce her!" His voice is firm. " Not until she gets what she deserves. I have been thinking about this relationship for a while. Realizing that in this entire ordeal, she was not involved but somehow she got involved with me. I knew I couldn't love anyone, trust anyone. I shouldn't have married her in the first place!" He says, clenching his jaw, " I thought it would be fine if I just do fulfill m
Her entire body feels a jerk as if she just falls off the plane before her eyes shot open with tears streaming down her face. Her lips quiver and keep looking around, trying to find a certain person. Entirely forgetting about her coming back to the past to fix herself. " Asher! My son!" She stammers, trying to find Asher around. The door opens, allowing Travis to enter the room. His eyes are full of concern and hesitation to approach. " How are you feeling?" He asks in a calm tone. " You... You! Where is my son? Where is my baby? Because of you... Because of her... I lost... I -!" Travis grabs her arms and pulls into a tight hug after seeing her trembling violently. He crushes his hair and mutters, " The Baby is fine. You just cut your thigh that's why you bled." Dawn frowns narrowly when she feels confused. But soon, the realization hits her badly, giving her the news that her pregnancy has been discovered. She has returned to the past and her pregnancy is discovered b
Spring grabs a Chrysanthemum to put in the cup. She likes this tea. As she pours the hot water in the cup, her attention swiftly moves to Freddie who is smoking cigarettes in the balcony. " How is your preparation going?" She asks, stirring the water. Freddie glances at her for a second and then concentrates on smoking, " Fanny said she would enter the house with a different name. Also, she wants to work where your ex-boyfriend lives!" " Why?" She sounds irritated, " Wants to seduce him?" " Mind your language! Fanny is doing whatever she can. Also what's wrong with this? You aren't going back to that bastard and leave me?" Spring Scoffs, " Do you think it's easy to win him back? Travis is a man of pride and ego. He will never accept people like us." " Do you mean that you will fail to seduce him and get rid of your sister?" Spring sneers before sipping the tea, " No. It would have been easier if they had any weaknesses. Like having a child or she being pregnant. You
Next morning, Tiara has woken up with hundreds of calls and messages from her friends. Her sleepy eyes have failed to understand the context of the messages. But the moment all the memories rush back to her mind, she stiffens. Not only has she cancelled everything, but she has also confessed her love and has gotten rejected. Her hand reaches her forehead, gently rubbing between her brows. Tears fight to gather around her beautiful cerulean eyes. Not only has she lost those friends she thought of as true friends, but she has also been rejected. "What a shitty day!" She takes a deep breath and forces herself to smile. "But I am proud of myself!" She gently taps her own cheeks before walking to the washroom. But her movements halt midway when the phone rings again. This time, she has decided to face reality instead of running away from everyone. The caller ID is registered under her best friend's name, who didn’t care slightly yesterday and was the one who initiated pushing h
Danny’s face says everything. He isn't shocked or disgusted by her. He is surprised. Someone else was happy to see his wife die? It makes no sense unless there’s something behind those feelings. Jealousy? For what?The silence lingers between them, thick and unyielding. Tiara's fingers tremble around the neck of the empty wine bottle resting beside her. The flickering light above them casts shadows on her face, highlighting the strain written across her features.However, Tiara, who has been drowning herself in guilt, keeps talking with her drunken voice. As if the walls that have been building up around her with guilt and unrequited love crumble like a sandcastle.Her words are slurred but painfully sincere. There’s no pretense, no filter left. Her cheeks are flushed, not from the alcohol, but from the weight of shame and the courage it took to speak."I am sorry for your loss. And I apologize for thinking that way. I am a selfish and disgusting human being who felt so happy to hear
Crowds and loud noises are what Danny hates most. The moment he steps into the bar, with people chattering, loud music, and drunk people throwing tantrums, the first thought that crosses his mind is, "I regret coming here."His blue eyes dart around, a frown forming between his brows. He can’t see anything properly because of the people dancing on the floor. Almost avoiding the touch of others, he somehow makes his way to the bartender, who is talking to another woman."Excuse me. You called me, right? With the woman called...""Tiara Ericson?"Danny nods, his gaze annoyed as he looks around the bar."Please follow me. We have realized that she is a VIP customer here, which we failed to recognize. She is now sleeping in one of our rooms. We apologize for our rudeness.""Is she alright?" Danny asks, following the bartender who opens the elevator."Yes. Our manager’s girlfriend helped her. So don’t worry about anything inappropriate."Danny nods quietly. The question lingers—why is he i
After a few months, life settles into a sense of normalcy, with the exclusive addition of Asher. He grows fast and healthy, surprisingly more active than in his previous life. Travis returns to work but never misses a night with his wife and the son for whom they would do anything. Danny moves into his private apartment in a skyscraper, enjoying the privilege of being the youngest scientist and professor at a top university. Tiara studies at the same university, but luck doesn’t favor her—she hardly ever sees Danny, who spends most of his time locked away in the lab. Meanwhile, Spring and Taylor’s reality is nothing short of cruel. In their minds, Mary and Henry have escaped punishment by dying, leaving all the mess for them to suffer through. It destroys them slowly. Travis wants exactly that. The people who hurt them most were Spring and Taylor. Spring killed Asher. In their previous life, she orchestrated everything so meticulously that he had no choice but to admire
Spring collapses on the cold marble floor, her knees buckling beneath her as if the ground itself has pulled her down. The chill of the floor snakes under her skin, crawling up her spine like icy fingers. Her phone slips from her shaking hand, landing with a dull thud beside her. Her lips quiver uncontrollably, her fingers tangling into her hair as her chest rises and falls in uneven, frantic breaths. She can’t stop the tremor in her body, her panic consuming every inch of her like wildfire.The front door clicks open. The sound of rustling shopping bags and hurried footsteps fills the hallway."Spring?" her mother’s voice calls out casually at first, but freezes mid-sentence when her eyes land on her daughter crumpled on the floor.Bags tumble from her hands without a second thought as she rushes toward her, panic twisting her expression. "Spring! What’s wrong!? What happened?" her voice shakes, her hands reaching to steady her daughter’s trembling shoulders.Ever since Dawn exposed
The situation has indeed taken an unexpected turn that Travis didn't quite think about before. The initial plan was to make Taylor, Mary and Henry being banished from their own life while Travis or his father would help to get rid of Butler Jacob and Spring. However, after submitting the information about Mary and Henry, Danny decided to wrap things up and then will return to the USA. He even bought a house in the next city, closer to the University where he has studied. But things have taken an unexpected turn when the next call comes from Danny right when Dawn's in her labor. " Hey! Danny!" Travis huffs while rushing towards the elevator. The medical team is in the private clinic on the 19th floor and Dawn is on her labor. " Hey! Are you busy?" Danny asks, noticing Travis's heavy breathing. "Ah; Yeah. It's Dawn. She is on labor. What's up?" He asks, trying to calm down. " Then I will talk to you later. It's not more important than the situation right now. You shoul
Travis leans back in his chair, fingers tapping against the wooden armrest as he listens to the detective on the other end of the call. His expression remains cold, but there is a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "What makes you think so?" His voice carries an edge, daring the detective to continue. "Isn't it obvious?" Detective Williams asks, his tone filled with forced patience. "Your wife was supposed to receive eighty percent of the shares. Maybe Mr. Parker—or even you—found out that they were planning something against you. And then… Mr. Danny suddenly decides to change the will. Otherwise, why would he make such a drastic change? On top of that, why is Danny Parker giving such a huge amount of money to your wife?" Travis scoffs, shaking his head as he lets out a low chuckle. "Pfft! Do you know who you're talking to, Detective Williams?" "Do I need to?" The detective’s tone remains firm, but there is a slight hesitation. "No, certainly not," Travis replies, his voice
Ever since Travis has told her about the situation, Dawn's health has improved significantly. Nightmares are now rare occurrences. Though she has lost a significant amount of weight, she looks stunning as a pregnant woman. The glow on her face is undeniable, and the way she carries herself radiates a newfound peace. Right now, she walks across the rooftop, one of her favorite places. The fresh air brushes against her skin, bringing a sense of tranquility. This is where she often comes to think, to reflect. Today, her mind is preoccupied with a thought she can’t shake off—the idea of returning to that villa. The very place where everything unfolded in her previous life. She isn't sure whether it’s a good idea, but a part of her wants to go back. Asher loved his room there. After stretching her legs for a bit, she slowly sits on the swing, letting her body relax. A small smile plays at the corner of her lips as she places a hand over her belly. The thought of welcoming Asher into a
Travis's smile lingers on his face with a sort of relief and calmness after he has finished the call with Danny. The plan has been successful the way they wanted. He has helped Danny to make sure he won't be tagged along with that murder case. Obviously, he will never risk his friend's life. The moment Danny said he wanted to come back, he knew that the plan had been successful. Right now, he stands before his father, who is going through some documents and showing them to him, making him absolutely confused. He wants to go to his wife and hug her to say that everything is okay now. "Now, tell me, what are these?" Mr. Ericson asks, folding his arms over his chest. "You called me to say this?" Travis shows a bit of frustration when his father presents some of the things that he thinks his father shouldn't have worried about. However, Mr. Ericson's expression shows he isn't liking his son's abnormal behavior in the last few months. "If you want to build another company or wa