Layson Norman emerged from the bathroom after his shower, his hair still damp, and droplets of water glistening on his forehead. He rubbed a towel through his hair absentmindedly as he stepped into the living room. Ralph was still sitting on the couch, and Layson couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.“You’re still up?” Layson asked, a bit surprised. It was late, and most children would be ushered off to bed, especially if they had to go to kindergarten the next day. But Ralph was different. He hadn’t gone to kindergarten since he was four. At three, Layson had tried to send him, but Ralph had found it boring—he thought the other kids were too childish. He begged Layson not to make him go, and after seeing how miserable Ralph was, Layson had relented.At first, Layson had refused, but after noticing Ralph’s constant sulking, he sat down to ask why. Ralph explained that the kids were noisy, the teachers were dull, and he felt he could learn more on his own by reading books. Layson, recogn
On the dimly lit runway, models strutted down wearing the latest designs from this season's Fashion Week. Adorned with exquisite and glamorous jewelry, they showcased the pieces to the audience, all in rhythm with the music. Adela sat in the audience, her eyes fixed on each model as they walked by. This was the closest she could get to the world of fashion, where she could see the most popular trends up close.Adela was a jewelry designer. She was responsible for designing the accessories for one of the themes in the fashion show, which was why she was attending Fashion Week. This was also her first time attending such a large event under her own name after five years of hard work. Watching her creations on display, Adela felt a sense of pride and fulfillment, knowing that she hadn’t wasted the effort she had put in over the past five years.“Adela, your designs are amazing!”A girl sitting next to Adela spoke, her face beaming with praise. She was Adela's classmate, and the two of th
Layson Norman handed a file to Liam Walton across the desk, nodding toward it with a slight, almost mysterious gesture. Liam raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit curious, and opened the file.“What’s this?” Liam asked, flipping through the pages.Inside, it was all Adela’s academic records from her time in England, every detail meticulously documented, even her exam results. Liam took his time reading each page, impressed by the solid performance and glowing grades. He felt a deep sense of pride for Adela.“Adela’s almost finished her studies in England. She’s graduating in a couple of months,” Layson said, his tone casual yet purposeful. He was letting Liam know that Adela was at a crossroads—she could either return home or stay in England. It was up to her now. Liam’s expression shifted, his brows furrowing as he processed the information.“Her career in England is going well. She’s made a name for herself and has already met some well-known designers,” Layson continued. He wasn’t just
The spring weather in England was still a bit chilly, with the sun's light struggling to break through the clouds. Adela had returned to her school today to handle her graduation formalities. It felt surreal—five years had passed since she first came to England. Walking down the street, Adela couldn’t help but reflect on how quickly time had flown by.“Hey, Adela!”Suddenly, she heard someone call her name from behind. She turned around and saw her mentor, Vivian. Adela paused and waited for Vivian to catch up.“Vivian, hello!”As Vivian walked up, the two of them continued walking side by side. Vivian glanced at the documents Adela was holding and quickly guessed why she was at the school today.“Are you here to handle your graduation formalities?”Adela nodded, shaking the papers in her hand. “Yes.”Vivian smiled at her and, with a hint of excitement in her voice, asked, “So, where are you going next? Eric’s company is offering you a position, you know.”Adela chuckled softly. Vivia
Outside the door, Marah heard every word of the conversation inside. Her hands clenched tightly together, a deep sense of resentment bubbling up inside her. She had always believed that whatever she wanted, she would get. She couldn’t accept that she, Marah, wouldn’t be able to win Layson Norman over—so what if he had a child? Her eyes darkened as she moved forward, her steps heavy with determination.Diana came downstairs with Ralph in tow, only to find Richard alone in the living room. Diana still couldn’t shake the discomfort she felt upon seeing him. She had told him countless times not to let Marah live in their house, but he had insisted it was to repay a debt to an old friend, that he had to take care of her daughter. Diana had even argued with him over this before, but to no avail.“Ralph, Grandma will take you out for some delicious food!” Diana said, crouching down to Ralph’s level. Ralph glanced at the atmosphere between the adults, then nodded in agreement. Diana let out a
The room was cluttered, with clothes piled high on the bed. Sweat glistened on Adela’s forehead as she surveyed the chaos around her, realizing just how much stuff she had accumulated. The landlady, startled by the sight, entered with a cup of coffee and paused in surprise.“Do you really have this much stuff?”Adela, hearing the voice, turned around with a helpless smile before accepting the coffee. “I didn’t realize I had this much either. I’m definitely not taking it all back.”“Well, Jennifer is doing a charity sale. If you have things you don’t need, you could donate them.”The landlady suggested, offering a practical solution. Adela nodded. She rarely bought anything, but after living in the UK for five years, her belongings had quietly multiplied. It wasn’t until now that she was overwhelmed by it all.“You continue with the sorting,” the landlady said, waving her hand. “I’m off to watch my soap opera.”When Adela had told her that she would soon be returning to the States, the
Before boarding the plane, Adela sent a message to Herbie, telling her that after five years, she was finally leaving this place. The feeling was different from when she first arrived. Back then, her heart was full of anxiety, but now, she felt gratitude. This place had allowed her to become a new version of herself, and it was with a smile that she was now leaving.Herbie received the message that Adela had boarded the plane and smiled happily. She had finally waited for her sister to return. Over the past five years, she had lived comfortably at Grandma Anderson's house, but every day, she longed for Adela's return, hoping that they could live together again.Herbie walked out of her room, and there was a large table full of food prepared by Grandma Anderson. She knew that today was the day Adela would return and likely take her away, so Grandma Anderson would be left behind. A sense of reluctance and sadness filled her heart. Grandma Anderson's husband, Professor Anderson, had pass
Spring in New York was warm, with sunshine softer than in the UK, blending with the breeze and gently falling over everything. As Adela stepped off the plane, she was greeted by that familiar sunshine. It felt warm, a comforting presence that reminded her of home.Dressed in a long, elegant dress, Adela stood tall in the center of the airport. She removed her sunglasses, revealing her meticulously done makeup and confident smile. Her distinctive aura caught the attention of several passersby. She glanced around, seemingly searching for something—or rather, someone."Adela!"The voice was unmistakable, and without thinking, Adela turned around. There, running toward her with open arms, was her younger sister, Herbie. Herbie had grown taller over the years, now reaching Adela’s chest, which took Adela by surprise. It was a testament to how much time had passed."Herbie!"For the first time in five years, the two sisters embraced. There was a mixture of emotions they couldn’t quite expre
Adela’s first instinct was honestly to get rid of the baby.For one, she and Layson weren’t married yet—she was just his publicly acknowledged girlfriend. And having a child out of wedlock was still something she hadn’t fully come to terms with.She wasn’t ready to go through that kind of thing again.What she feared even more was if Layson decided to propose just because she was pregnant. They were still working through their relationship. Getting married for the baby wasn’t the future she wanted.Layson’s grip on her arm tightened. She looked up at him, her voice barely hiding a trace of sorrow. “Can you just give me a couple of days to think about it?”That one line cut through Layson like a knife.He didn’t understand. Their relationship had been solid. Why was Adela so unwilling to have a child with him? Did it mean she never intended to, even after marriage?That thought hit him like a chain around his neck, tightening with every second.He held her close but didn’t say a word.
Lily’s mind was all over the place. She stared at the man in front of her, someone who seemed almost god-like, then finally dropped her gaze and whispered, “It wasn’t her who told me to do it.”Even Barnes was shocked.“Lily, seriously? You’re telling me you came up with all that on your own? That’s wild.”He looked at her with exasperation. Honestly, he couldn’t understand what kind of dark magic Marah had over people. First Richard, now Lily—they both let themselves be used like pawns.But Lily spoke again, this time even firmer. “I did everything. It was me alone.”Layson, holding Adela in his arms, didn’t move. He just stared coldly at the woman kneeling on the floor. “Why?”Lily bit back her pain, slowly raised her head, and looked at him with a bitter, broken smile. “Because I was jealous. Why does she get to be by your side? Why won’t you even look at me? I miss you so much, it’s driven me insane. The only way I could see you... was through Adela.”The room fell into heavy sile
Cici was buzzing with excitement as she got home from work on Friday. The weekend was finally here! She fired up her computer and dove into a game, but something felt off—like she was missing something important.From the kitchen, her mom hollered, “Are you just gonna sit there playing all day? Come help out!”Cici grumbled and stepped out of her room. Her little brother darted out of his own room, hand outstretched.“Gimme your phone! Your game account's way better—I need to crush my classmates this time.”She rummaged through her bag and realized her phone was missing. Panic set in—so many accounts were linked to that phone.Ignoring her mom’s yelling, she dashed out to check the car. Still no sign of it. Desperate, she drove back to the office. The place was empty, but there it was—her phone, lying quietly on her desk.“Thank goodness,” she sighed in relief. She unlocked it with a quick Z-pattern swipe and checked for missed calls. Nothing. She pocketed the phone, turned off the li
Juliet walked over with a glass of red wine and smiled sweetly at Layson. “Mr. Norman, since you’re already here, why not stay a bit longer?”Adela glanced at Juliet, speechless. What was this woman, some kind of wine-serving hostess?Carl was staring straight at her, making her feel uncomfortable all over. Adela had no clue what was going through his mind, but she didn’t want to stir up any drama and was ready to decline whatever he had in mind.Then Mia suddenly spoke up. “Your grandma gets a bunch of jewelry every year for her birthday. You sure you wanna give her another piece?”She was asking Carl, but her eyes were locked on Adela.Adela tightened her grip on Layson’s hand. His warm, dry touch grounded her instantly.She looked up at Carl. He took a sip from his glass, lazy and casual, then tilted his head toward Mia and said, “My grandma dotes on me. Doesn’t matter what I give her, she’ll love it. Don’t you think?”Mia bit her lip, clearly caught off guard. She looked flustered
For a moment, a flicker of awkwardness flashed across Gina’s face, but she quickly returned to her usual flirtatious charm.She let go of the man’s arm with a lazy smile and said, “You're a guest, Adela. No need to be shy. I heard from Gina you two are good friends.”Adela frowned. She really couldn’t understand all the scheming behind these people’s fake smiles.Gina pulled her aside and handed her a glass of juice. “There’s still time before you have to head back to work. You came here to deliver the design draft for me, so I’m sure you’ve already told your company. Don’t worry.”The guy with the punk outfit also came over. He seemed to enjoy sticking close to Adela, and no one even batted an eye at it.He raised a cocktail glass and clinked it against her juice. “I’m Zach. Nice to meet you.”Adela figured she wouldn’t be getting out of here easily, so she just nodded politely. “Adela. Nice to meet you.”“I already know who you are,” Zach grinned as he set his drink down and rested
Gina drove like she had something to prove. A few sharp brakes later, Adela was already feeling a bit nauseous. She’d gotten used to Layson’s steady, smooth driving—anyone else behind the wheel just didn’t feel right anymore.“That girl back there—your friend?” Gina glanced over at Adela in the passenger seat, a little too casually.Adela really wished she’d focus on the road instead of looking around like that. It was dangerous.“She’s not a friend. Just someone I know,” Adela replied coolly after a beat.Gina didn’t seem to mind her tone and just kept talking.It was mostly Gina chatting the whole way, and Adela occasionally tossing in a single-word reply. But Gina’s enthusiasm didn’t waver a bit.In less than twenty minutes, they pulled up to a lavish-looking villa. Adela followed Gina in, watching her ring the bell. A housekeeper answered and led them upstairs.They stepped into a massive rooftop lounge—easily over 5,000 square feet—with everything from arcade machines to karaoke.
Thanks to the recent jewelry showcase, Adela was finally starting to make a name for herself in the American jewelry design scene.Now, when the media mentioned her, they didn’t just refer to her as Layson’s girlfriend anymore—she was officially a rising young jewelry designer.But Layson? He hadn’t been in a great mood the past couple of days.Ever since they came back from the showcase, he’d been brooding. Adela had lived with him long enough to tell when something was off, even if he didn’t say a word. His moods weren’t exactly subtle.That night, she curled up next to him on the couch, resting her head on his shoulder while they watched an old movie from over a decade ago.Because of work, they barely had time to go to the movies together, so when they could squeeze it in at home, Layson always tried to make time for it.The room was quiet except for the dialogue from the screen. Adela tilted her head, looking at him. He was obviously in a funk, but he was still sitting there with
The gown Adela had hung up last night was still in the same position. Only now, it was covered in long, jagged slashes—visible to the naked eye.She heard Evelyn calling her name from behind, but she felt like she was submerged in ice-cold water, barely able to breathe. Her hand was frozen in place before the wardrobe, body rooted to the ground like she’d been nailed there.Evelyn waited a while and, not getting a response, rushed over. When she looked up and saw the destroyed dresses, she gasped in shock.Their commotion drew others over, including the event organizer, who came to check in. The second he saw the ruined gown, his expression turned pitch-black.“Who did this?! Get them out here—now!” the man exploded. In a matter of seconds, he was cursing nonstop, not even repeating a single word.Adela was supposed to be the final showstopper of the night. Her gown getting trashed? That was a massive slap in the face to the organizers.Evelyn was the first to recover. She immediately
Adela had been busy for days—trying on gowns, learning to walk the runway, practicing expressions and stage presence. She was basically training like a pro model.Normally, Layson would just drop her off and leave, but today, he happened to run into Liam Walton at the venue. He wasn’t too busy, so he decided to tag along.“Layson, you probably don’t know this yet,” Liam said, grinning. “The gown Adela’s wearing for the runway? It’s from Evelyn’s studio.”That actually surprised Layson.Barnes, ever the well-timed assistant, added, “This show’s a big deal in the jewelry world. Evelyn’s studio collaborating on this is proof of their talent.”Liam had heard tons of compliments before, but coming from Barnes? That hit different—because everyone knew Barnes usually spoke on behalf of Layson.He grinned ear to ear, looking proud as hell, like his wife had just won an Olympic gold. Meanwhile, Layson looked completely uninterested in the bragging. Instead, he walked straight toward Adela’s dr