POV: LAUREN
My stomach twisted. Part of me felt protected by that promise. The other part… terrified. I knew what he wanted to do. And that scared me.
“Can we not talk about it today?” I asked in a low voice, trying to keep my anxiety in check. I still needed to find a way to convince him to let go of that thirst for revenge. “I just need peace right now.”
Henry studied my face for a moment, then gave me a crooked smile. That smile—his signature one—that always unraveled me.
“You’re right,” he murmured, pulling me into a hug. I felt his lips press a calm kiss to the top of my head. “Get some rest, Lauren. I’m here with you.”
My eyes burned again. The physical exhaustion was nothing compared to the emotional. And still, sleep felt impossible.
“I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep and wak
POV: LAURENI gripped his hand tightly, shaking my head.“Please, just… stay here,” I begged.But the nausea hit again. My body curled in on itself, and everything started all over.“I can’t leave you like this!” he burst out, his voice low but thick with frustration. He ran a hand over his temples, clearly trying to keep himself together. “Lauren… let me take care of you. My way. Please.”I looked at him, my eyes filled with tears, my hands trembling. And I just nodded, unable to say a word.My body was shaking—a mix of exhaustion and fear. I leaned back as I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, holding me gently and securely. Henry helped me to my feet, guiding me patiently to the sink, keeping my hair back while I vomited. His hands moved slowly over my back in a tender gesture, trying to ease the tension b
POV: HENRYTears welled up in her eyes, glistening under the soft light of the room. It was a silent plea—a desperate request to erase every trace of that bastard Ethan. She wanted my presence to surround her, for my skin, my hands, and my voice to be the only things that existed at that moment. She wanted to feel desired, respected, and loved.And I would do exactly that. I would show her what it meant to be treated like something precious.I didn’t need to say a word. Furthermore, I just kissed her.My lips met hers gently, careful not to hurt her already bruised mouth. The salty taste of her tears mixed with the kiss, and I felt a tight, suffocating pressure in my chest. She trembled—not from fear but from restrained emotion, from something she couldn’t quite put into words.My hand moved slowly upward, fingers brushing against her warm skin until they reached her face. I caressed her cheek with my thumb, wiping away a stubborn tear that rolled down. Then I placed a kiss there, whe
POV: HENRYThat scene hit me like a punch to the gut.When did I become a woman’s safe haven?Me. Henry Carter. A cold, impenetrable man who had always believed love was a weakness. And now… now I couldn’t imagine my life without Lauren and Theodor.I kneeled beside the bed, running my fingers over her bruised cheek. The purplish hue against her skin ignited something fierce inside me. Rage.I wanted to kill him.I took a deep breath, suppressing the fury threatening to take over.Furthermore, I grabbed my phone and walked out to the balcony, closing the door behind me before dialing Lucian.He answered on the first ring.“Lucian, I want all the evidence on my brother and sister-in-law’s accident,” I said, my voice cold, without hesitation. “And I need the full report on the break-in at Lauren’s father’s company. I need any indication that he didn’t kill himself—that he was murdered.”There was a tense silence before Lucian finally spoke.“Henry… Kate called me. She said Lauren’s mom
POV: LAURENIt took me a while to start feeling even a little better. To breathe without crying, to sleep without nightmares. But I still didn’t feel safe. The thought of leaving the house paralyzed me. At any moment, Ethan could be nearby. And even with Henry doing everything he could to protect me, the fear still consumed me.He was barely home. She said there were urgent issues at the company, but I knew it wasn’t just that. I saw it in his eyes when he returned. That silent anger, the clenched fists, the bloodshot eyes from exhaustion. It was clear he was dealing with Ethan in some way.I overheard a heated argument between Carter and his lawyers the other day in the office next door. Something about terminating a contract and breaking off funding with PharmaCare Industries. It was serious. In the newspapers, in the muffled conversations of the elite, I heard my name being whispered with either scorn or forced sympathy
POV: LAURENI lost my breath when he pulled away. My hands were still holding his waist, my forehead resting against his chest. I didn’t want him to go.“Can’t you be just half an hour late?” I asked, pouting playfully. I knew I was being childish, but I didn’t care. Furthermore, I just wanted a few more minutes.He let out a low, amused laugh and gently caressed my face with his warm palm, his thumb slowly brushing across my cheek.“You can’t say no to a pregnant woman, or you’ll end up with a style,” I added, half-laughing, half-pleading.“I’ll have to take the risk,” he sighed heavily and pulled me into a tight, strong hug, like he wanted to memorize the feel of my body before he left. His scent, his presence, everything about him made me want to beg him to stay.But inside, something twisted.
POV: LAURENI swallowed hard, my body responding to the comforting warmth of his hand against my face. I clung to that touch, searching for the courage to go through with my plan.“I hope it is.” I confessed, closing my eyes for a moment, trying to ease the tightness in my chest. I pressed his hand closer to my face, as if I needed him to hold me together. “I hope you understand.”When I opened my eyes slowly, I found his brows drawn together. Henry didn’t say anything right away. He just watched me, thoughtful, his eyes scanning every detail of my expression, catching every trace of hesitation. Then a faint smile appeared on his lips. But it wasn’t a casual smile. It was the kind of smile that said he already sensed something was coming—something I wasn’t quite ready to reveal.Without another word, he pulled me into him, his lips finding mine with more hunger, more
POV: HENRYIn the past few days, work has been chaotic. Ethan’s pathetic excuse about a cyberattack and the theft of financial data didn’t convince me for even a second. The same thing had happened at Lauren’s father’s company. Coincidence? I seriously doubted it. I knew this dirty game, and he wasn’t going to fool me.On top of that, without Becker’s formal report about the harassment Ethan committed, we couldn’t use it as part of the case against him. And now the bastard had simply vanished. His absence at PharmaCare Industries was already being felt. No one knew where he was—not even at his own house. Like a plague, he had disappeared without a trace.“Damn sneaky rat!” I cursed, slamming my fist on the table so hard the papers on it shook. Blood pounded in my temples; my jaw locked in pure frustration. “Does anyone know where his wife is?”
POV: HENRYI rolled my eyes but didn’t press the issue. I walked straight into the nightclub, heading for the VIP area, feeling the discomfort growing in my chest. The loud music pounded through me, the scent of alcohol mixed with cheap perfume clung to the air, and the flashing lights made the place feel even more suffocating. Half-naked women moved between the guests, offering rehearsed smiles and opportunistic touches, trying to grab attention.The clients were already waiting for us, surrounded by expensive drinks and escorts rubbing against them like they were part of the furniture. I didn’t waste time with distractions, going straight to the point. After a few rounds of conversation, the deal was sealed without complications. I was gathering the documents when Lucian’s phone buzzed on the table. He hesitated for a second before answering. The moment he heard the voice on the other end, his expression changed. Worry hit his face lik
POV: LAURENTheodor walked in through the door, quieter than usual. His shoulders were slightly slumped, his eyes unfocused, and the oversized headphones covering his ears made him look even smaller than his seven years. He gave me a quick half-hug—weak, almost mechanical, the kind you give out of politeness or obligation—not the warm kind he used to give out of affection. Then he went straight to the kitchen, where he knew my mother would be. Lately, he seemed to seek her arms more than mine. It was as if the two of them were clinging to each other just to breathe.“Did something happen when you picked him up?” I asked Kate, not even trying to hide my concern as I watched my son disappear down the hallway.She looked uneasy, biting her nail and avoiding my eyes. A clear sign that she’d done something.“I think Theo is more perceptive than we give him credit for,” she said
POV: HENRYI took a step closer and saw fear return to her eyes.“The only woman I’ve ever loved, still love, and will always love is Lauren Becker. And I don’t give a damn if our marriage is over. My feelings for her didn’t die. And they never will,” I declared.Lucian watched me as if he’d just heard something he hadn’t expected. Mia, on the other hand, snapped. Clenching her fists, she lunged forward like a raging wild animal.“Lie!” she screamed, trying to hit me. “Liar!”But Lucian moved fast and grabbed her, pinning her arms down as she thrashed like a tantrum-throwing child.“Let me go, you piece of shit!” she yelled. “This is between him and me! Get out of my way, or I swear I’ll destroy that second-rate nanny’s life!”Second-rate nanny.
POV: HENRY“Mia, darling…” I whispered, sliding one hand gently across her face, as if there was tenderness in my touch. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking she was winning. That’s when my hand slipped down to her neck—firm. And then I squeezed.“H-Henry…” she gasped, her breath faltering, her eyes going wide as I forced her back against the table. Her arms pushed weakly against my chest, but she had no strength. “You’re hurting me!”I leaned in closer, pressing my lips near her ear. My voice came out low, cold as ice.“This… is nowhere near what you and that bastard James deserve.” My fingers tightened. “You drugged me. Exposed me. I tried to destroy what I have with Lauren. Dragged my name through the mud, thinking I’d just stay quiet? Did you really think you’d get away with it?”She squirmed, stammering, her eyes brimming with tears.“H-How… how do you know?” she mumbled, shocked.She tried to kick me, but I raised my knee, pressing it hard against her legs, pinning her in
POV: HENRY“Seriously,” she went on, running a hand through her hair in frustration, “is it really that hard to accept her completely? Is that what’s stopping you? One detail that doesn’t change who she is?”“Your friend lied to me,” I said more to myself than to her, trying to justify a pain I couldn’t even explain anymore. I was tired—exhausted from repeating it to myself and from hearing Lucian try to get me to see the other side.“Send my regards,” I added, bitterness lacing my voice, about to close the door.Kate stepped closer, her eyes blazing with indignation.“Grow up, Mr. Carter. You’re a businessman, right? Someone used to seeing the big picture? So why now can you only see what hurts you?” She took a deep breath, her voice shaking, but still steady. “Lauren wanted to tell you the truth. It was my idea that she didn’t. I begged her. I was afraid you’d throw her away like Ethan did—afraid I’d watch her fall apart again… because she already loved you.”Her words hit me like a
POV: HENRY“But I saw it in the paper… I saw the pictures,” he huffed, frustrated, crossing his arms tightly. “The fairy owned up to her mistake… You should own yours too.”“And I will,” I sighed, biting the inside of my cheek. “But not right now. I need to clear my head. For real.” I paused and swallowed hard. “But I swear to you, Theo, I didn’t cheat on her. I was set up, and now I have proof.”“So… can we go after the fairy?” His eyes lit up with hope.A tightness gripped my chest at the purity of that request. But the answer wasn’t simple.“No, Theo. I might not have cheated, but Lauren betrayed me differently. She kept things from me… lied. Made me believe in a dream without telling me the whole story.” My voice broke, but I still pulled him closer. “Don’
POV: HENRYI stood there for a long time, watching the car disappear into the distance, in complete silence. The sound of the tires on the road felt too far away, muffled by the pressure in my chest. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think about anything except the image of her leaving. Lauren. My Lauren.My hands were cold, yet I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to contain the chaos inside me. I slipped my hand into my pocket and touched something that made me freeze for a moment. I pulled out the little pink baby shoes. Those tiny pieces of fabric felt like they weighed a ton in my hand. I sat on the steps of the mansion’s staircase, staring at the shoes as if they were the only thing left of the family I almost had.I was ready to be a father. Something I never thought I’d want, but she changed me. Lauren came in and turned all my certainties upside down. She made me see a future I didn’t know existed,
POV: LAURENHe then turned to Carter, pointing a finger at him with indignation; his voice choked but filled with a courage that seemed bigger than him.“I thought you’d protect our family! That you’d take care of the fairy and my sister the way you take care of me!” His voice cracked in a sob, but he kept going. “But just because they don’t have your blood, you think you can throw them away?! I hate you for that!”Before any of us could react, Theodor turned and ran off, slamming the bedroom door hard before locking himself inside. The sound echoed through the entire house.I stood frozen, as if my body had shut down. My hands were shaking, my chest was burning, and the silence that followed was deafening. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do. All I could feel was the weight of the world crushing my shoulders while the heart of a child shattered
POV: LAURENI lifted my head immediately, not sure if I had heard him right. My lips parted, unable to process what he had just said.“Theo, you’re too young to understand,” I said with difficulty, trying to stay calm. “This baby doesn’t have your uncle’s blood and—”“So what?” he cut me off, his voice choked, eyes brimming with tears as he stared at me. “Uncle Henry raises me like a son, and he’s not my dad. But he loves me like he is!”“It’s different, little man. You have my blood—you’re my nephew,” Henry sighed heavily, standing up and pulling Theo into a hug.But Theodor shoved him away forcefully.“Then take my blood out!” he shouted, angrily stretching out his arm. “Take it out and put it in the baby; that way you’ll accept her as your
POV: LAURENI took a step forward, arms outstretched, but he stepped back, his eyes shining with pain and fear. My chest tightened from his rejection.“I love you. You will always be my son,” I continued, my voice faltering. “And of course you’ll be able to see your sister. That won’t change.”“It’s a girl?” He stopped retreating. His eyes widened in surprise, then slowly dropped to my belly. He stared at it like he was only just now realizing the truth. “I want to see her every day. I want to play with her, sing her to sleep, give her baths, and tell her stories. You can’t leave. I won’t let you. I want Grandma here too!”“Theodor, please, listen to me.” I tried once again, my whole body trembling.“No!” he shouted in anger, and in a sudden burst, he threw his backpack hard to the floor. The sharp thud echoed through the room. “I won’t lose my family again!” His eyes filled with tears, and his breathing was ragged. “Where’s Uncle Henry? Why is he letting this happen?”“Theo…” I tried