It feels different to return to the house where her all nightmares started. The same door which felt so thick each time, she was kicked out of the house because she couldn't do the chores like an adult. She was only a kid who was longing for warmth but was treated like a servant. The same walls where her blood left stained after Spring constantly hitting her head against the wall, and her adoptive parents watched her with great amusement. The couch where she wasn't allowed to sit, the TV which was a mystery for her since she wasn't allowed. She couldn't help but feel that familiar painful bitterness in those stairs and walls. She feels suffocated and petrified. But today, she is going to give them the taste of their own medicine. A life that they deserve. Tiara first decided to stay behind, waiting for her in the car. But unknown to Dawn, she silently follows in, with alertness to say at least. She can't trust her sister-in-law's parents, so she will keep an eye on them. W
" Mrs... Mrs Ericson!" Mrs Clinton stammers, finding out that Dawn didn't come alone but was with Tiara who has witnessed everything from the beginning. Her entire body trembles violently, realizing that she is doomed. The last chance to get their favor is gone. " Such a disgusting, vindictive woman, aren't you? Mrs Clinton! No wonder, My Dawn hated when I used to ask about you." Her voice is calm but dangerously cold as Mrs Ericson speaks. Her face is red, enraged by this outrageous action. " It... It's just a misunderstanding.. I'm... I am trying to -!" " Enough!!!" She roars, even the phone vibrates, " Tiara, open the door and bring my daughter back to me. I will make the decision. Nobody in the world should dare to touch my Daughter-in-law..Not even her so-called bloodsucker parents." She commands while her breath gets heavier. " N-No! It's just a misunderstanding. Mrs Ericson! It's a joke. Nothing else.. Please don't -!" " Enough with your bullshit, Woman! You should h
" Are you okay?" Travis asks, with his cold and terrifying expression turning into a soft one. His hand never leaves her as she is standing before her so-called mother who confessed that she knew her biological mother. " I am alright! Thank you!" She replies, voice cold. Travis leaves her waist when he notices her tone, distancing himself immediately. In the next second, his gentle gaze turns colder as he looks at Mrs Clinton, " We will handle it properly. Don't worry!" Mrs Clinton is no longer in position to argue back. She keeps sobbing, realizing that the end is getting closer. " Let's go! Tiara! I don't want to stay here anymore!" She says, walking towards the door. She is exhausted. She doesn't want to stress herself. It will affect her baby boy. Tiara nods following her, leaving Travis behind. Travis in the meantime, grabs Mrs Clinton's phone and goes through video collections. " Do you think you can manipulate me with this dirty little trick?" His eyes darke
Spring has been doing everything, from helping the elders to feed the orphans, while getting hundreds of miscalled from her manager. However, she can't find the person for whom she is here. It's almost two, spending four hours doing what she never wanted to do to meet Travis. However, she has no idea when he will come here. Meanwhile, she has been having no sleep while handling her projects. Since morning 7 to night 12 or more, she has been spending time to finish the project. Still, she hasn't finished half of this. There is a sharp headache because of the lack of her sleep and drink. Now,. knowing that she can't afford a day to skip, she is here, chasing a mirage. On top of that the old ladies have more demands than anyone else in this place. Preparing tea to massage their back, everything. Treating her like a 24/7 servants with no payment. Biting her ego and frustration, she grabs her phone and walks away from the venue, calling Fanny who suggested her to waste her time
"How was your day?" Fanny enters the room with a wide smile while Spring gathers her papers to finish within two hours. The splitting headache makes her feel nauseous. But she can't do anything if she wants to get rid of this life. " He didn't even look at me once. As if I didn't exist in his world!" She grunts as she replies. " Don't worry about it! It's just the beginning. I have news to share. It can be good or bad. But we can use it for our benefit!" Fanny smirks, sparkling some white substance in their drinks and hands it over Spring. She has no idea that Spring is working on some important work. " What's that?" She asks, drinking without hesitation. " Your sister is pregnant!" The glass shattered into pieces when she said that. Some of the drinks fall onto her papers. But she is too shocked to move. Fanny frowns, glancing at Spring who doesn't say anything. " What's up? Isn't it what you wanted? It is the best time for you to manipulate him. I heard he would
Two days later,Jared has been trying to talk to Spring but she has been avoiding him like a professional. Freddie has been trying to make her life hard because of the exposure. She doesn't know how he learnt about it. Jared won't tell anyone since it's a scandal and the company doesn't allow relationships between two employees. She has been trying to keep herself busy with her work.. Thankfully, she has finished 80% of the project and the day after tomorrow is the D-day of her achievement. " Mr Jared! Is everything okay?" Ms Claire, holding two cups of coffee approaches him with a smirk on her face. Jared who is trying to find Spring's whereabouts flinches and looks at her with a professional smile, " Good Morning, Ms Claire!"" Morning! Morning!" She grins, " Here, coffee. I like to drink it a bit bitter. I hope you won't mind!" " No. It's fine." He grabs it and sips without thinking twice. His eyes from time to time roam around, looking. " It's been a while I met Ms Spring. I
" What?" Spring looks terrified once she learns about the accident. On top of that, it's Jared who was driving. The CCTV footage showed that Jared had no idea about Freddie crossing the road when the lights were on. So, Cops let Jared go. But Jared told them that he would take care of his medical Bills since he could have been more careful. " That's right. I am sorry. But it was an accident. Jared came with me to see you. He might have left for urgent work!" As Miss Claire explains, Spring can't accept the fact that it was an accident. A few days ago, Freddie said he punched Jared. What if he did it out of anger? Unable to hold herself together, Spring runs out, meeting the cops who are still there, talking to Jared. " Sir! Excuse me!" She rushes one of them, " How is my boyfriend?" She asks, ignoring Jared who is standing there, staring at her and her hand. " Mr Freddie's situation isn't great. The doctor said he might never be able to walk!" " Wh-What?" Spring gasps,
Next Day... Dawn sits next to her in-laws and Tiara to spend the evening together. Travis has been working on the arrangements for the party and other things. He has been coming home lately. So he is absent. They start talking about casual things like when to go shopping, which makeup artists they should invite or the celebrities will attend the party. They are asking Dawn about her opinions and interests. Dawn politely expresses her desire and also informs that she doesn't think she can deal with crowds so much..So they should be the one to decide what's the best for them. Her in-laws who want to understand her better agree with the statement. Since she returned home after having that traumatic incident with her foster mother, she is having a hard time. Also they don't want to give her unnecessary pressure. While they are busy talking, Tiara's attention goes to the entrance. Travis is exhausted and almost worn out, walks inside the elevator. She frowns narrowly before st
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