“Happy birthday, Kalix…” I whispered softly, my voice hoarse from fever.Six years had passed. My baby was now five years old.We celebrated in our small apartment, just the two of us. I had a fever, but that didn’t stop me from cooking for him. I even managed to bake a small cake.Kalix’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he blew out the candle. The tiny flame disappeared in an instant, and he clapped his hands, eager to dig into his chocolate cake. He carefully removed the candle, his small fingers working with precision.“Mommy, you should eat, too!” he chirped, turning to me with his wide, innocent eyes.I smiled. “Thank you, Kalix! Mommy would love some.”Seeing him happy made all the struggles worth it.For years, I had devoted myself entirely to him. I had worked hard to become the best mother I could be, to learn how to love in a way I had never experienced myself. And Kalix… he was my everything. The love he gave me was enough. Seeing him thrive, content with just the two of u
I breathed a sigh of relief as I watched Kalix peacefully sip her milk on the couch, her favorite show playing in the background. Her knee wound had already been treated, and the doctor assured me it wasn’t serious. He handed me a prescription—one for pain relief and another to help the wound heal faster.“Be more careful next time, Kalix,” I had told her as we returned to the apartment.Now, as I sat beside her, my mind wandered back to the park. To him.Seb.Had I been imagining things? Or was it really him?“Mommy, someone’s calling,” Kalix’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.I turned to look at my phone screen. Daddy.I sighed before answering.“Yes, Dad?” I said lazily.His calls were predictable. He would always check in, but only to tell me he had sent money. That was why I wanted a job—I didn’t want to depend on him any longer. He refused to link my bank account directly, saying it was too dangerous.“Everything is fine. You can come back now.”I straightened up. “Really? A
Grandma nodded, her eyes lingering on Kalix as he happily slurped his pasta. I knew she had questions—so many questions—but she held them back.She was alone now. Grandpa had passed away years ago, leaving her in the care of the housemaids. Seeing her now, I realized just how much I had missed her.“Granny, do you know where my father is?”My heart stopped.I was in the middle of washing the dishes when Kalix’s voice cut through the silence. I turned my head sharply, my hands frozen under the running water.Grandma met my eyes across the room, her expression unreadable.“Kalix, go to our room first, okay? Grandma and I just need to talk,” I said, forcing a calm tone as I put away his toys.Kalix looked at me curiously but, thankfully, didn’t ask questions. He simply nodded and trotted to the room.The moment he was gone, Grandma’s gaze sharpened.“Does he not know who his father is, hija?” she asked, lowering her voice. “Why? Is that why you disappeared for so many years?”I exhaled s
“What the hell are you talking about?” Daddy hissed, gripping my arm tightly.“They’re watching us. I’ll explain later,” I whispered back, my jaw clenched.Even though I wanted to storm out, I forced myself to stay until Cecile finished her speech.---The moment we stepped into Daddy’s office, all hell broke loose.“You’re a disgrace!” Daddy roared, slamming his hand on the desk.“Why did you send this woman home, Samson?!” Mommy snapped, glaring at me like I was the plague. She sank onto the couch with an exasperated sigh. “Our lives were peaceful without her!”I scoffed.“You really are your mother’s heir, Caroline. Flirty! Throwing yourself at any man you want!”“I sent her home because Cecile’s position is being launched. But now, she’s caused another scandal for our family.” Daddy exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose.I instinctively pulled Kalix closer, covering his ears as Daddy’s voice rose.“I did everything to protect your life, Caroline. And this is how you rep
I took a taxi to my condo. Since we were still in the Philippines, we were going to live there temporarily. We couldn’t stay at Grandma’s house because I would run into Daddy whenever he visited. I had already decided to cut ties with them as my family.I was going to start over on my own. I would find a job. I would raise Kalix by myself. There was nothing wrong with being a single mother. Many single mothers had built successful lives despite facing hardships alone.“Are you okay, Mommy? Was that your family? They’re all bad people! I don’t like them!”I nodded and pinched my son’s cheek. “I don’t like them either, but I had no choice. They’re my family. Mommy is tired of them, Kal. Just don’t think about them. If they don’t want you, we won’t force them.”“I have you, Mommy. You’re my only family. I won’t leave you.” Kalix hugged me tightly.“Thank you so much, Kal,” I whispered.I held him close until we reached my condo. Nothing had changed. The surroundings were clean, and my ol
I grabbed the remote from Kalix and changed the TV channel. My hands were shaking when I gave it back to him.I sat up and picked up the broken bowl. It felt like cold water had been poured over me. I shivered as I saw him again after all these years. I thought he was gone. That he hadn’t survived the fire. But seeing him on TV today—alive and well, as if nothing had happened—shook me to my core.He survived.He was living his life to the fullest.But why hadn’t I read any news about him? I’ve been going crazy, waiting for updates.So many questions were running through my mind. I had been lying in bed for a while, but my thoughts wouldn’t let me sleep. I kept thinking about how he survived and how he and my brother had become close.He survived.He once told me he was willing to sacrifice himself for my safety. If he truly loved me, why didn’t he look for me?I gasped. I almost forgot.He wouldn’t look for me because he blames me for how his life turned out.He nearly died because of
When I was sure we were far enough away, I let Kalix down. I made him sit on a bench near the Food House so I could fix his shoelaces. I also wiped the sweat off his forehead.“Mommy, that’s your sister’s friend, right?”I froze for a moment and looked at Kalix. “I’m not sure. Why?” I dusted some powder onto his back.“I forgot to ask him if they’re dating or not. If he’s single, I think he’ll like you. You can date—”“Kalix, let’s not talk about that.” I cut him off gently. “He’s with your Tita Cecile, okay? And we both hate them—”“But that doesn’t mean we have to hate him too, Mom. I think he’s kind.” Kalix’s eyes were still shining with curiosity.I took a deep breath and didn’t say anything. I knew he was eager to have a father. He never asked me directly, but I saw it in the way he looked at other families during family day in Portugal. I saw it on his fifth birthday when he watched other kids with their fathers, unable to hide his longing.But I couldn’t give him a complete and
“Mommy, where are we going?” Kalix asked when he noticed I was in a hurry to leave.I grabbed a large cart and quickly placed our groceries inside. Then, I picked him up and set him in the cart before pushing it toward the parking lot.“Are they your friends?” he asked as we reached the car.I forced a smile. “Yeah. They’re Mommy’s friends, Kalix.” I opened the car door and started loading the groceries. I helped him inside.“Mommy, I want to help you,” he said, trying to open the door.“You stay there, Kalix. I’m almost done.”He sighed when I glanced at him.“It’s time to look for a husband, Mommy. Look, you’re carrying all these things—”“Kalix, we’ve already talked about this, right? I don’t need a husband.”I heard him sigh again, but this time, he didn’t say anything. After returning the cart to the side of the exit, I got into the car. Kalix was staring into the distance.I followed his gaze.A lump formed in my throat when I saw what he was looking at—a family ad playing on th
The sadness I felt when Kalix and I’s DNA test results matched was overwhelming. All my resentment toward the child suddenly disappeared. I became even more determined to win Caroline's heart again. I want to win her back. I will make everything right now that I know we have a child together. It's worth all my suffering. Maybe that's why I'm so crazy about her because we still have a connection to each other. And that connection is our child.I watched Caroline playing with our child. I can't help but laugh every time I remember how I proposed to her. I was so jealous that I couldn't help but propose, even in that situation. I wanted to prove to the world that she was mine. I didn’t care if I was obsessed with her."Slowly, you might get pregnant," I said as she got into the car.She's six months pregnant now. I made sure she would get pregnant right after our wedding. I never expected that we would have triplets. I'm excited to meet our triplets."If you hadn't made me visit you ever
She's happy with someone else now. I can't destroy her family. I just saw her happy with someone else, and suddenly, I got scared. All my courage to take her back has retreated. I feel like if I take her back now, I'll only destroy the family she built."I'm going back to the Philippines. Keep an eye on her. I'll be happy knowing she's in good shape," I told Seb bitterly before turning my back on him.Years passed, and I still couldn't forget her, no matter how many women I dated. I still asked my staff about her life every day. I'm madly in love with her.I helped her family regain popularity and increase their sales. I invested in their company as planned. I found out that her mother owned Brooks Industries. It was written in the last will of Aunt Roxanne's late father, but they had changed the name of the company.I was busy reading reports when Seb suddenly walked into my office. He was panting when he handed me his cellphone."She's back!" he said.My brow furrowed immediately. "
Ever since I saw that secret room in their CR, I've been visiting Cecile almost every day. I've also been more careful about pretending to be interested in her so she doesn't realize I have other plans."Seb, I need your help," I said directly when he answered my call. "Tomorrow night, come with me to Cecile's house. I want to check out the contents of that secret room. Caroline might be there. It’s up to you how you put their people to sleep."I was determined to see and enter that room. I had a feeling Caroline was there. Maybe they had hidden her inside.When night came, I went straight to Cecile’s house. I had dinner there. While she was busy eating, I secretly slipped a sleeping pill into her juice."How's the food?" she asked, placing her cellphone on the table. She drank her juice."Delicious," I replied sparingly and held her hand. I caressed it and bit my lower lip."Don’t you have anything to do tomorrow?" she asked, drinking the juice again. I smiled when she finished it."
Miguel's POVI am holding her hands as we walk towards Mama's grave. It's been five years since she passed away, but it all still seems like yesterday. Since she disappeared, I've been visiting her almost every day."Why didn't you tell me that Aunt Mary had been dead for a long time?" Caroline asked after arranging the flowers. Kalix lay down on the grass."You never asked," I replied modestly.Caroline sighed and sat down next to me. "Can you tell me what happened?"I stared at her for a moment. She took my hand and played with it."It’s a long story, Caroline. But to make it short—before she died, she kept looking for you because she wanted to give you your grandfather's last will. Mama thought Aunt Roxanne had been dead for a long time. She left the will before her own brother kidnapped her. When I woke up, Mama was gone. So I promised her I would find you, no matter what happened. But I found your mother first."I could barely move my body when I woke up. I looked around. There w
I glanced inside his room impatiently when I realized he had no plans of letting me in after we escorted Kalix to Don Ernesto’s room.“Aren’t you going to let me in?”He looked pained as he opened the door wider. I frowned, slightly offended that it seemed to hurt him to let me in. I entered the room and sat on the bed. My brows furrowed when I caught him staring at me.“Why does it seem like you’re forcing yourself to let me in here?” I couldn’t hide my disappointment.I crossed my arms and walked toward him. He frowned even more as I approached. Even under the dim lights, the way he looked at me revealed how much he was holding something back—something he clearly desired. He swallowed and parted his lips to speak, but nothing came out.“Miguel?” I tried again.I saw how his eyes reluctantly tore away from me. I smirked and stepped closer. I could tell he wanted to back away, but when he saw my smile, he knew I’d tease him if he did. His lips twitched, and he let me near him.I smile
"I'll take Kalix to the office. We'll have breakfast there too," Miguel said after adjusting his necktie.I peeked at Kalix behind him. He was already dressed."Kalix, stay here. Your dad won’t be able to work properly if you go with him.""Mommy, I want to go with Dad," Kalix said, rolling his eyes."No. You can’t go with him," I repeated and placed the milk on the table. "Drink your milk.""Drink your milk first, Kalix, so we can go," Miguel said after finishing his coffee."Yes, Dad," Kalix replied. He sat down in front of me, but his gaze remained fixed on Miguel."Miguel, Kalix might distract you—""He never bothers me, Caroline. He wants to come too," he said coldly.I forced a smile and looked at our son."Don’t be naughty there. I’ll see you later so we can have lunch together.""Kalix and I are eating out. Don’t bother coming to see us, Caroline. And don’t wait for us tonight either—we're going home late because Dad wants to spend time with Kalix. Why don’t you just invite
I took a deep breath after packing up my things. It was past six in the evening, but Miguel still hadn’t called me. The other employees had already gone home. I picked up my cellphone and dialed his number, but it just kept ringing. I ended up texting him that I would take a taxi home to the condo. I couldn’t be late because our son was waiting for me. Kalix wouldn’t eat dinner without me, or without both of us there.I was about to enter the elevator when my cellphone vibrated. I immediately answered when I saw Norma’s name.“Mommy, where are you?” Kalix asked right away.“I’m on my way home, Kal,” I replied as I pressed the ground floor button.“Hurry up, Mom. I’m hungry,” Kalix said.“Yes, Kalix. If you can’t wait any longer, go ahead and eat first. You might get a stomach ache again. I’m ending the call now. I love you,” I said.I looked outside and noticed there were still a lot of people. I wondered why the other employees hadn’t left yet.“Good evening, Ma’am Caroline,” greeted
I buried my face in Miguel's chest after reading Daddy's letter to me. He kept asking for my forgiveness. It felt like a thorn was removed from my heart when I read the words, "I love you," in his letter. He said he only wanted to give me a good future, but he went about it the wrong way. He never considered how I would feel. He regretted giving Cecile more attention. Still, I couldn’t entirely blame him, because neither of us knew the truth—that Cecile was an illegitimate child. My tears fell even more when I felt Miguel's tight embrace as he gently caressed my back."At last, he saw you before he died, Caroline," Miguel whispered and kissed my hair. "Maybe you were the only one he was waiting for. Now, he can rest peacefully. He won’t have to suffer anymore. He died knowing you forgave him.""It's hard to accept. I never thought that would be the last time I’d see him and talk to him. If I had known he would be taken from me so soon, I would’ve visited him every day..."Miguel sighe
Miguel held my hand as we waited for Cecile, Glenda, and Daddy to arrive. We were at the jail, visiting them. I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d been here—I’d been busy helping Mommy at the company, and we were always traveling outside the Philippines. Miguel was also a different kind of person when it came to dates—he and Kalix were always taking us to other countries. He wouldn’t even let Kalix out of his sight. Sometimes I wondered if he was courting me or our daughter.“They’re on their way here, Ma’am,” said the female police officer who assisted us.“Are you okay?” Miguel asked, gently kissing my hand.I smiled and nodded. “You shouldn’t have come with me. You canceled all your meetings just for this.”“Don’t worry about it, Baby. That meeting wasn’t important.”“Still, Miguel. You don’t have to be with me all the time. You have your own life too. Some people might think I’ve cast a spell on you or something,” I joked.“I don’t care what people say, Caroline. You’re the