Evelyn's pov
After the doctor's announcement on my pregnancy, my smile has never left my face since I left the hospital.
This was a miraculous news to me. It was clear to me that Landon and I were destined to have a new beginning. A beginning where our first child would be the light in our lives.
I can't wait to share the news with him once I get back to the house. He would definitely bounce with joy.
Maybe, Landon will learn to be warm towards me. No more cold nights of being alone and abandoned. I have always prayed for the blessing of the womb. And that one day, I will be able to carry Landon's child.
I took out my little note from my purse and wrote down today's date as the precious day I found out about my pregnancy.
The taxi driver threw me a quick glance through the rear mirror of his car and I smiled at him.
"Something good must have happened today, Miss?" He broke the silence between us starting up a conversation between us.
There was no reason not to share the good news with him since he noticed my joyous radiance.
"My husband and I are having a baby," I said. His eyes widened with surprise then softened with joy.
"Congratulations. Your husband is lucky man," he muttered and I swelled with pride.
Yes, Landon and I are they luckiest people in the world today. I could imagine the smile that would break on his face if I told him about our baby.
He will finally be a father to our lovely child and we would live as one family.
"Thank you," I said to the driver. The rest of our drive was quiet until he dropped me off in front of estate gate Landon and I lived in.
I took another cab that carried me up to the main gate of our compound and got off feeling jelly and good.
Striding through the gates, I greeted the security man with a smile which he reciprocated before walking towards the stairs leading to the huge doors of the mansion.
For once I felt alive in this huge space. Nothing made sense to me then because Landon barely paid attention to me. I only existed in the four walls of the house like a doll living in an empty house void of emotions.
But today, I brought our new joy home in my belly. I walked into the lobby and met Kate who seemed to be in a haste. I stopped her and she looked at me with her brows knitted in confusion.
"Kate, where is my husband?" I asked with a melodic voice that entailed my happiness.
"Ma'am, I thought you were instructed to be in your room? Where did you go to this morning?" She asked, ignoring my question.
"Later you will find out. But first, where can I find my husband?" I repeated.
"He is at the garden with your in-laws," she said and it was my turn to look at her preflexed.
"My in-laws?" I repeated with a frown. They never showed up for anything. In fact, they were repelled to their son because of my existence beside him.
Whatever reason they have for being here, is unknown to me.
I head over to the garden with steady steps. As I approached the entrance, the atmosphere slowly turned dense and hostile like a fog filled area with danger tendencies.
However, the picture I saw in front of me was different from the pressuring atmosphere. My in-laws were having tea with my husband and that woman who has refused to know her place.
Jade was clinging on to Landon's arm and he gazed at her with an unfamiliar hue in his eyes. The way his eyes narrowed on her, gently like he was in a daze, captured in love.
He never looked at me this way. He was awestruck by her and the smile on his face, said a thousand things. HE STILL LOVED HER!
I wrapped my nails into my palms and pierced my skin so hard until I could feel liquid drop out of my closed fist.
Jade turned to my direction and a smug grew on her face. It was easy to read the mocking expression on her face—HE IS MINE.
To make things worse, she yelled my name and got everyone's attention on me. "Why are you standing there?"
"You should come and have some tea," she acted nicely, hiding her ugly nature under her mask. My in-laws, Landon's mother and sister snorted. Their face metamorphosed into that of disgust. Nothing about me appealed to them, not even the fact that I was their son's wife.
I breathed out, calming my heart as today, I had big news to share. And once I am done, Jade and my inlaws will have nothing to mock me about again.
Keeping my head high, strode over to them, building my courage each step I took.
Once I came to a stop in front of them, Jade got up and turned to the table.
"I have an announcement to make," she started with a bouncy expression on her face. "I am afraid that this might hurt you Evelyn. But it was bound to happen," she said, turning to me with that smug still on her face.
"Landon and I had a little bit of moment over the past few weeks and kinda rekindled.......I'm so sorry Evelyn , but you have to forgive me just I pleaded earlier with you at the hospital....I can't..possibly abort Landon's child ," she revealed and my even rounded in shock.'She saw me at the hospital? How? I didn't even see her , not to talk of having a conversation at that ' I pondered in my head as she continued with her announcement.
"Hospital?" Landon cut her off as his brows creased at the center . He was worried.
"Were you hurt?" He asked her, not even looking my direction. He was concerned about Jade and not me.
"I am fine, Lan. I am pregnant," she revealed and everyone including me gasped in surprise. I held my belly and stumbled backwards. THIS WAS NOT HAPPENING, NOT TODAY!!!
Chapter 46 The Lumina facility gleamed like a futuristic city of glass and steel. Every inch of the factory was a testament to the groundbreaking work happening within its walls. The building’s sleek exterior mirrored the cutting-edge technology inside, with polished chrome beams reflecting the sunlight that filtered through the glass panels. Automated gates opened seamlessly as Mr. Harrington, Evelyn, Carlos, and Mr. Caldwell entered, their footsteps echoing on the pristine, white floors.Inside, the air was cool, almost sterile, with the scent of innovation filling the space. They passed through expansive corridors that seemed endless, each section of the building dedicated to a different part of the process. The soft hum of machines resonated throughout, the factory alive with activity, its heartbeat a blend of whirring equipment and the precise movements of employees.The elevator doors slid open, revealing a state-of-the-art lift system that moved in almost complete silence, eff
Chapter 45: The Launch of CelestiaThe scene opens with a press conference held in a grand, sleek government hall, filled with reporters, journalists, and government officials. Cameras flash as a towering screen shows the presentation of Celestia, the innovative cancer treatment machine. At the center of the event, Evelyn stands beside Carlos, both of them radiating pride and accomplishment. Mr. Harrington, ever the mentor, steps back slightly, allowing Evelyn and Carlos to take the stage.The air is thick with anticipation as Evelyn begins her speech. She talks with passion and conviction about the breakthrough Celestia represents, how it’s going to change the world by offering life-saving treatments for cancer patients, not just in America but globally. Her words flow smoothly, carrying the weight of years of hard work, and the audience can sense her transformation from a woman who once seemed broken into a visionary leader.As Evelyn speaks, Carlos stands by her side, offering occa
Chapter 44: The Press ReleaseThird-person POV The sun had barely risen over New York City, but the room in the Lumina Global Institute was already filled with anticipation. Cameras were set up, reporters hustled to their positions, and the air was thick with whispered excitement. Today was a monumental day for both the medical world and for Evelyn Summers. The long-awaited press conference was about to begin.At the head of the room stood Mr. Harrington, dressed in a sharply tailored suit that looked as if it were made for him alone. His gray hair, always impeccably groomed, glistened under the lights, and his sharp blue eyes sparkled with a mixture of calm authority and underlying amusement. He had the aura of someone who was used to taking control of every situation, yet today, even he seemed to be filled with a quiet excitement.By his side stood Evelyn, a poised vision in a simple yet elegant black dress. The soft curls of her hair framed her face, and her eyes glinted with a qu
Chapter43: The Executive Meeting at Harrington MedicalThird person PovThe morning sunlight spilled through the expansive windows of Harrington Medical, the heart of Lumina Global. It was a building that commanded both respect and admiration, modern, sleek, and a symbol of cutting-edge medical innovation.As Mr. Harrington, Evelyn, and Carlos arrived, the board members were already seated, waiting for the meeting to commence. The moment Mr. Harrington stepped inside, every person in the room instinctively rose to their feet a silent acknowledgment of the power and legacy he carried. Evelyn and Carlos walked in right behind him, their presence exuding quiet confidence.Among the board members was Martin Caldwell, Mr. Harrington’s right-hand man, a seasoned figure who had been with Lumina since its inception. A man of unwavering loyalty and sharp business acumen, Martin was the one who oversaw day-to-day operations when Mr. Harrington was focused on larger endeavors. His presence in t
Chapter 42: A New Legacy Unfolds(Evelyn’s POV)The morning sun filtered through the grand windows of the Harrington estate, casting a golden glow over the dining hall. The long mahogany table, adorned with fresh flowers and an array of breakfast dishes, felt like the center of a long-awaited family reunion.Cecily, ever the little star, was perched in her high chair between Mr. Harrington and Bennett, her tiny fork clumsily spearing pieces of fruit. Every little giggle, every innocent comment she made sent waves of adoration through the room.“Grandpa, eat your pancakes!” she ordered, pushing a small piece toward Mr. Harrington.Mr. Harrington, the once-stoic medical mogul, now a devoted grandfather, chuckled and indulged her by taking a bite. “Happy now, my little princess?”She nodded, satisfied, before turning her attention back to Bennett. “Uncle Benny, more syrup!”Bennett smirked, dramatically pouring a heavy drizzle of syrup over her pancakes. Claire rolled her eyes. “Bennett
Chapter 41 – A Homecoming Like No Other(Evelyn’s POV – Three Years Later)The moment we stepped into the private terminal, Cecily wriggled excitedly in Carlos’s arms, her eyes darting around until they landed on the familiar figures waiting ahead.“Grandpa!” she squealed.Mr. Harrington, who had always maintained an air of composure in public, visibly softened the instant Cecily called out to him. His entire demeanor changed as he took long strides toward us, his usual reserved expression melting into something rare pure joy.Bennett and Claire weren’t far behind, their faces alight with excitement.Cecily practically leaped out of Carlos’s hold the moment Mr. Harrington reached us, launching herself into his arms. He caught her effortlessly, lifting her high before pulling her into a tight embrace.“My little princess,” he murmured, his voice unusually tender. “I’ve missed you so much.”Cecily giggled, her tiny hands cupping his face. “I missed you more, Grandpa.”Mr. Harrington chu
Chapter 40: The Prodigal Return(Evelyn’s POV – Three Years Later)The moment the plane touched down at JFK Airport, a strange feeling settled over me. It wasn’t anxiety, and it wasn’t quite exciting either. It was something deeper, heavier than the weight of returning home after so many years away.Three years. Three years of relentless work, of pushing myself beyond every imaginable limit, of becoming someone I never thought I could be. And now, I am back. Not as the broken woman who had left New York behind, but as someone reborn.I shifted my gaze to the sleeping figure beside me. Cecily, curled up under a small blanket, her tiny chest rising and falling in soft, rhythmic breaths. My heart swelled at the sight of her my beautiful, brilliant daughter, the reason I had fought so hard. At just three years old, she was already too smart for her age, sharp and observant, with a mischievous streak she had no doubt inherited from her grandfather.“Dr. Harrington,” a familiar voice called
Chapter 39Carlos led me through the different sections of Karolinska, narrating everything with the energy of a tour guide who took his job way too seriously.“This right here,” he gestured dramatically to a modern, glass-walled building, “is the simulation lab. You know, where they make you sweat through high-pressure emergency scenarios that will have you questioning every life decision you’ve ever made.”I smirked. “Sounds promising.”“Oh, it is,” he said, tossing his hair back with a flourish. “They even have artificial intelligence programs for patient interactions. It’s both mind-blowing and mildly terrifying.”We moved through the central study hub, an architectural masterpiece with state-of-the-art learning spaces, voice-activated systems, and holographic medical models projected in mid-air.“Tell me,” Carlos leaned in, lowering his voice conspiratorially. “On a scale of one to completely shook, how overwhelmed are you?”I exhaled slowly, my gaze sweeping over the high-tech s
Chapter 38 (Evelyn’s POV)I sat on the edge of my bed, watching Cecily’s tiny chest rise and fall with each breath. The soft glow of morning sunlight bathed her delicate features, making her look even more angelic. My heart ached at the thought of leaving her for the first time.I had known this day would come, but now that it was here, I wasn’t sure I was ready.With a quiet sigh, I stood up and made my way to the closet, picking out something simple yet professional for my first day black slacks, a fitted blouse, and a warm coat. The Swedish winter was unforgiving, and I had no intention of freezing on my way to class.After dressing, I slipped into the kitchen, where the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Mrs. Lindholm was already busy, arranging breakfast on the counter. She glanced up and gave me a knowing smile.“Good morning, dear. You’re up early.”I nodded. “Big day today.”She set down a bowl of fruit and folded her arms. “And a tough one, I imagine.”