Carine couldn't make sense of what her friend was saying, but she didn't want to risk saying anything that might upset Sophia. It wasn’t the idea of visiting Jayson that concerned her—what worried her was the possibility that Jayson might already be in a relationship."How about we visit him together for his thirty-second birthday? It's only a few months away," Carine suggested. Sophia stopped, gave her a thoughtful look, and then nodded. "I could make 'myself' his birthday present," she said, grinning as thoughts of what she could do at Jayson's party filled her mind."Thanks, cupcake, that’s a brilliant idea," Sophia winked at Carine before getting to her feet. It had been a long day, and she needed some time to unwind.****Alexander exhaled deeply as he removed his glasses, rubbing his temples in an attempt to ease his tiredness. He glanced over at Jake’s desk, noticing his friend still immersed in work, showing no signs of taking a break. Alexander, on the other hand, felt comp
After landing in Silverton, Alexander found the car he had arranged waiting for him. As he settled into the back seat, he instructed the driver to head to Marianne's house. When they arrived, Alexander stepped out while his driver, Paul, stayed behind in the car. He had asked Paul to pick him up from the airport without notifying his mother—he wanted to surprise her after so many years away.Entering the house, he spotted Mrs. Corelle sitting on the couch, her glasses perched on her nose as she skimmed through the newspaper. She looked as beautiful as ever, and Alexander couldn’t help but notice how much Marianne had inherited from her. He quietly approached and sat beside her, waiting for her to notice him. When she finally lifted her gaze from the newspaper, her eyes widened in surprise."Oh my goodness, Alexander!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. It had been so long since she last saw him, and she had missed him deeply. But her excitement quickly gave way to confu
Sienna was deep in conversation with her son, hoping to lift her mood and keep her mind occupied with something other than Alexander. He didn’t care about her, so she was determined not to care about him either. She had managed to do it for the past five years, and she believed she could do it again."So, tell me, there was a test today, right? How did it go?" she asked with a smile as Emilio puffed out his cheeks in mock disappointment."Mom, seriously? That’s not even supposed to be a question. I’m disappointed in you," Emilio teased, pouting playfully, which made Sienna smile even more. She already knew he had aced it, being the top student in his class."It must be hard pretending you don’t miss him, huh?" Emilio said, catching her off guard. Before Sienna could fully process his words, Emilio glanced up and noticed Michael approaching. He smiled and waved at him, having just now seen him for the first time that day. Maybe he hadn’t noticed Michael earlier because his mom was acti
Mrs. Skarsgard followed her son into his room. Alexander was already shirtless when she entered, and his face was a picture of frustration. He was annoyed that his mother had pretended not to know who he was referring to as "wife" earlier."You should stop barging into my room like that. What if I were naked?" he snapped, his irritation clear. His mother responded with a hard smack to his head."Look who’s talking. Do you remember when you used to run around naked? I threatened to cut off those ‘balls’ if you didn’t stop. I’m sure the maids have seen more than enough of your toothpick" she said, rolling her eyes. Alexander blinked in surprise."Toothpick? Really?" he asked incredulously, grabbing a shirt from his wardrobe. His mother shrugged and settled onto the couch, ready to continue their earlier conversation."But Xander, did you get remarried? You left to find Marianne and promised not to leave until you did. Now you’re telling me you’re married? What’s going on?" she asked. Al
It felt as though the blood in Sienna’s veins had dried up. For a moment, she lost all sense of reality—her mind shut down, unable to process what she’d just heard. Her son meant everything to her. How could she possibly go on living if her precious child was missing? Still struggling to clear her thoughts, her phone rang again. Her hands trembled as she answered, seeing it was Jayson calling. The moment she picked up, she broke into sobs. "Sienna, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?" he asked, his voice full of worry, but she was unable to form words through her tears. "You're scaring me, Sienna. What happened?" he pressed, sounding even more anxious. "Jayson… Emilio… Emilio’s not at school," she finally choked out between sobs. Her voice wavered, every word stifled by the overwhelming grief catching in her throat. “What do you mean?" he asked, his heart pounding, hoping he had misunderstood her. But when she confirmed it with louder cries, his stomach dropped. “What?!” Jayson ex
Sienna lay on her bed, silent tears falling after what seemed like an eternity of emptiness. Her heart was heavy, weighed down by the anguish of a mother separated from her child. She felt utterly lost, unable to find any comfort. The night stretched on endlessly, and she knew that sleep would not come easily.In the quiet stillness, she rose from the bed and wandered into the kitchen for a glass of water. She didn’t return to her room. Instead, she made her way to her son Emilio’s bedroom, standing in the doorway for a long time. The room felt empty, yet she imagined him there, smiling at her, telling her everything would be okay.“You need to come back to me, Emilio,” she whispered, a faint smile flickering across her tear-streaked face as though she could hear his voice reassuring her.Unable to stay there any longer, Sienna walked back to the living room. She glanced at the clock—it was already 2 a.m. She hadn’t even closed her eyes, let alone slept. How could any mother sleep in
The drive was marked by an uneasy silence that made Jayson uncomfortable. He knew he should give her space to process her thoughts, but he also didn’t want her to be consumed by her worries."Are you alright?" Jayson asked gently. She nodded in response but didn’t say anything. The ensuing silence made him feel like he was forcing the conversation, which he didn’t like. Deciding it might be best to stay quiet, he let her be. Marianne, noticing his change in demeanor, looked over at him."I’m feeling better now, although I didn’t get much sleep. I managed to rest after I had something to eat," she said. Jayson nodded in understanding."And...""Are you wondering if Alex stayed the night at my place?" Marianne inquired. Jayson hesitated for a moment before answering.“That wasn’t exactly what I meant to ask,” he said softly, causing her to chuckle quietly."Well, he did. I couldn’t send him away at 2 a.m., so he ended up sleeping in the sitting room," she explained. Jayson smiled, noddi
The hospital room was quiet, except for the steady hum of the machines and the occasional beep from the heart monitor. The cold, sterile light filled the space, making everything seem distant and surreal—especially to Marianne, who felt her breath catch in her throat. Dr. Reynolds stood over the bed, working quickly to keep the patient alive. His hands moved with skill, but there was a tension in his face. He knew how critical the situation was. “We're losing him!” a nurse exclaimed, her voice trembling with fear as the heart monitor's beeping grew irregular. “Increase the dopamine!” Dr. Reynolds commanded urgently. “We need to get his blood pressure up!” His movements were precise, but there was a trace of desperation in his voice. He couldn't afford to lose this patient—not if there was anything he could do to stop it. In the corner of the room, Marianne stood with her hands tightly clasped, her knuckles white. Jayson stood beside her, powerless to help, watching her in silenc
"Mhm... Jake..."Charlotte’s breathy moan pulled Jake out of the moment, and he broke the kiss, his mind snapping back to reality. He silently cursed himself, frustrated at how close he’d come to losing control.“No... this isn’t right. We can’t do this,” he murmured, his breathing still ragged as he tried to pull away. But Charlotte held onto him, shaking her head in quiet refusal.“I want you, Jake. I know you want this, too… don’t hold back… please.” She cradled his face in her hand, leaning in to kiss him again, but he turned his face away.He moved to stand up from the bed, but Charlotte pulled him back, this time straddling him. Without warning, she claimed his lips again, kissing it hungrily as her hips grinded yearningly on his hard member, igniting the desire he’d tried so hard to restrain.That was it—that was all it took for the last of his self-control to vanish.Jake grabbed one of her ass cheeks, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. Charlotte’s fingers worked quic
“Alex… you’re hurting me!” Elena gasped, her voice strained and shaky. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she struggled against his grip, but her efforts were in vain.Her face turned an alarming shade of red as she felt herself slipping towards unconsciousness—until a small, frightened voice broke through the tense silence.“Mommy!” Hailey cried, her eyes wide with fear and brimming with tears as she took in the upsetting scene.The sound jolted Alexander back to reality, and he immediately released Elena. She collapsed onto the floor, coughing as she struggled to catch her breath. Alexander stared at his own trembling hands, his chest tight with shock and shame at what he’d done.“Mommy!” Hailey’s voice was thick with worry as she rushed to Elena’s side.Elena forced a smile, steadying her breathing. “I'm okay,” she assured her, reaching out and gently stroking Hailey’s hair, though Hailey didn’t look convinced.Turning to Alexander with tear-filled eyes, Hailey spoke in a trembling
“Daddy?” Alexander called in disbelief, turning to look at Elena with a questioning gaze. "What is the meaning of all this, Elena?"He glanced briefly at the little girl, squatting down before her and gently patting her hair, a smile tugging at his lips. She was truly the same age as Emilio, but it made no sense that Elena had been pregnant with him and had even given birth to his child without him knowing.Elena shrugged. “I just wanted my daughter to finally meet her father. It’s always been one of her wishes.” She smiled, looking at Hailey, who was beaming.Alexander’s gaze shifted from the little girl to Elena, his frown deepening. “What are you talking about?”“I knew you’d act this way.” Elena began, rummaging through her bag before pulling out a piece of paper. “This proves that Hailey is your daughter.” She tossed the paper at Alexander’s face.Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd as guests exchanged disappointed looks with Alexander.“How could Alexander do something l
Marianne returned home alone since Jayson had taken Emilio out for a bit. She wanted to get ready.It was her birthday, and though she didn’t have any extravagant plans, she still wanted to make an effort. She’d likely spend the evening with her son or maybe with Alexander. Tonight, she intended to look her absolute best, revealing a side of her beauty she usually kept hidden. Her goal was to leave Alexander breathless, to make him regret ever leaving and wish he’d come back sooner.After a relaxing bath, she carefully selected a beautiful outfit and applied a light touch of makeup—just enough to enhance her natural features, as she wasn’t one for heavy makeup.When she finished, she took a moment to look at herself in the mirror and chuckled softly.“Look at the beauty Alex let go of five years ago… He must have been blind,” she murmured, with a smile.She picked up her phone and dialed Jayson’s number, wanting to make sure Emilio was dressed up for the evening, too.The phone rang,
“Mom will listen to you, all right?” Marianne whispered as she wrapped her son in a warm hug, gently running her fingers through his hair. She was determined to follow his instincts. Beyond wanting to make him happy by fulfilling his wish, she trusted that Emilio wouldn’t say such a thing unless he truly meant it. “Don’t worry, he won’t work here,” Marianne reassured Emilio before pulling away from the hug. She cupped his face tenderly, bringing it close to hers before planting a kiss on his forehead. "Does that make you happy now?" she added. He nodded, blinking away the tears that had gathered in his eyes. Marianne stood up and approached Jayson and Donovan, a small, apologetic smile playing on her lips. Donovan watched her expectantly as he waited for her to speak. “Van, I’m really sorry, but I can’t—” “You’re not giving me the job because a kid said so?” Donovan interrupted, his expression sincere but filled with disbelief. Marianne felt a spark of annoyance at the way he re
"I bet you're missing Michael, Jake, and Alex," Vincent said as he walked into the restaurant with Charlotte, catching Marianne’s attention.It had been nearly a month since they all left. Alexander had accompanied Jake to China for a business meeting as promised, while Michael had been busy with his music career, reaching out only when his schedule allowed."Charlotte, you're here," Marianne said warmly, waving as Charlotte returned a faint smile and searched for a seat. Marianne moved to the counter to grab a drink for her."I'm afraid all I can offer right now is milk," Marianne said apologetically. Charlotte waved it off with a smile, indicating it was fine. Marianne sat down across from her, watching in silence as Charlotte took a sip."So..." Marianne began, hesitating. "Are you still not over Jake?" The question made Charlotte choke on her drink, causing her to cough. Marianne quickly leaned forward, gently patting her back."You noticed that too?" Vincent interjected, and Mari
After dropping Marianne off at her apartment, Alexander, who initially planned to head straight to Jake’s, decided instead to make a stop at the hospital where he had taken a test earlier that day.Once there, he exchanged a polite greeting with the doctor and collected the physical copy of his results. Without saying a word or listening to what the doctor had to say, he left the hospital and returned to his car, now heading to Jake's house.Arriving at Jake’s, he keyed in the access code and stepped inside. He spotted Grandma Emma preparing to head to bed and offered her a warm goodnight.“Xander…” Grandma Emma called out, just as Alexander was about to enter Jake’s room. He paused and walked over to hear what she wanted to share.“Aren’t you going to be honest with Jake? You’re close friends, but the two of you couldn’t be more different. He never takes anything seriously,” she said.“Grandma, you know how Jake is. He hates being pushed into things. If you don’t pressure him, he’ll
Alexander released a deep sigh, shutting his eyes momentarily as if to control his anger. Just then, Elena’s call came through, and he picked up without delay.“What’s this nonsense you sent me?” Alexander asked, his voice composed, though Elena only responded with a laugh.“Still so calm after everything? Don’t you realize Marianne is just trying to manipulate you by claiming the boy is yours? Why can’t you see that?” she said, her voice growing sharper.“You’ve been acting incredibly foolish, Lena,” he replied, massaging his temples slowly. “I didn’t know you were taking extra lessons in stupidity,” he added, prompting a grin from Elena on the other end.“Well, the girl who majored in stupidity and even got a master’s took Emilio’s hair sample to confirm if he’s really yours. And guess what? Don’t get too excited, darling. The kid might look like you, but he’s not yours. And just so you know, your daughter will be coming to visit as soon as her school break starts,” Elena said, maki
Winter stood in the kitchen, watching Marianne move effortlessly as she prepared dinner. The party had ended about an hour ago, and now they wanted to eat something before going to bed.The aroma of simmering sauce filled the air, but Winter’s thoughts were elsewhere. She couldn’t stop thinking about Michael and the other guy she had seen him with.“Anne…” she called softly.“Hmm?” Marianne replied, not taking her eyes off the task at hand.“You and that guy... I mean, the celebrant. You both seem close,” Winter said, trying to sound casual, though her words came out more pointed than she intended.Marianne’s hands paused briefly, the knife hovering over the cutting board. She turned her gaze toward Winter, not surprised, just tired, as if this conversation had been inevitable.“Michael’s with Dylan,” Marianne said quietly.“It’s not like I didn’t notice. They seem close, sure. But that’s not what I’m asking,” Winter replied.“If you’re thinking anything stupid, you should drop it. He