POV: LAUREN
The sound of sirens echoed inside the restaurant, coming from outside. The lights in the room seemed even brighter, reflecting off the pools of Henry’s blood spreading across the floor.
Panic was evident in the few people still there. Employees watched from a distance, shocked and frozen with fear.
I was kneeling on the ground, my trembling hands pressing against my belly, while my gaze remained locked on Henry’s motionless body.
“Step back!” The paramedic’s voice was firm. “Give us space!”
A police officer pulled me up, holding me back, trying to move me away, but I struggled, fighting with everything I had.
“No! I can’t leave! He’s bleeding! He’s dying!” My voice came out broken, choked by sobs. “I can’t leave him alone… He—he saved me, he…”
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POV: LAUREN“Friend, I am not letting you get out of this bed.” Kate crossed her arms and lifted her chin, looking at me firmly. “For God's sake, you almost lost your baby and your own life.”Guilt weighed heavily on my chest.“I know,” I murmured, lowering my head.My fingers clenched the sheets as my mind drifted back to that moment. Fear still lingered in every cell of my body.“That man…” My voice came out weak. “What happened to him? Who was he?”Kate let out a tired sigh and stepped closer.“The police arrested him. His name is William Bournes. It looks like he was one of your father’s company investors,” she explained.“He wanted to kill me.” My stomach twisted.“Yes. And I still can’t believe he
POV: HENRYThe soft touch near my wound pulled me from my sleep. I opened my eyes slowly and found Lauren murmuring apologies, her eyes filled with guilt. The relief of seeing her safe came first, but before I could say anything, she turned. To my surprise, she threw herself into my arms, her body trembling against mine in a tight embrace.She needed to feel that I was there.“I'm here, Lauren,” I whispered against her skin, close to her ear. “And I’m fine.”“Why?” Her voice broke between sobs. “Why did you do that? Why did you put yourself at risk for me?”My jaw tightened. The answer was stuck in my throat, but I lied:“I did what any man would do.”The truth weighed heavily inside me. I didn’t do it because any man would. I did it because it was her.Lauren pulled back ju
POV: HENRYI raised an eyebrow as I picked up the newspaper and read the article detailing the latest scandal fabricated by the media.“Billionaire Henry Carter was spotted at the luxurious West Gourmet restaurant with none other than the 'fallen princess' Lauren Becker. What seemed like an ordinary private dinner turned into a spectacle worthy of a high society drama when an armed man stormed the venue and threatened Lauren over a debt left by her late father.As is already well known among the elite, magnate Edward Becker chose to take his own life rather than pay his debts, leaving his daughter as the sole bearer of the family’s financial ruin. But the true shock wasn’t just the scandal surrounding the debt—it was how Henry Carter intervened.According to witnesses, the powerful CEO placed himself between the gunman and the woman, declaring for all to hear that Lauren Becker was his wife
POV: HENRY“I… I regret it, my love.” Mia suddenly lunged forward, trying to hug me.A groan of pain escaped when she pressed against my abdomen.Before I could react, Lauren noticed and grabbed Mia’s arm with force, her nails digging into her skin.“He’s injured, you damn witch!” Lauren shouted, shoveling her hard.Mia stumbled to the side, caught off guard, but her expression quickly twisted into pure hatred.“Henry, your bandage.” Lauren’s voice wavered as she noticed the blood spreading through the dressing.I looked down and saw the red stain growing. A wave of dizziness hit me, and I took an unsteady step back, bracing myself against the hospital bed.Lauren moved quickly, gripping my arm and helping me settle back onto the bed. Mia tried to step forward, but Kate b
POV: LAUREN“I’ll go back to my room; don’t worry,” I replied quickly to the doctor, afraid he might say too much. My chest felt heavy, my mind overwhelmed. I let out a long sigh, trying to stay calm. “How long will Mr. Carter need to stay in the hospital?”The doctor adjusted his glasses, flipping through the chart before answering.“He lost a significant amount of blood. We need to monitor him for a few more days to ensure there are no complications,” he explained in a professional tone. “As for you, we’ll keep you under observation until tomorrow. If your tests remain stable, you’ll be discharged.”Henry shifted on the bed, frowning at the information.“So, Becker was injured?” His tone was filled with concern. His blue eyes darkened as he analyzed me intently. “What happened to her?”I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his piercing gaze. My heart pounded.“Hey!” I turned to the doctor, raising my voice. “Doctor-patient confidentiality exists for a reason!”“And why would it be
POV: LAURENI wrung my hands nervously, feeling my throat tighten. Slowly, I turned to face him, my tear-filled eyes meeting his. His expression, once filled with authority, softened slightly. He reached out his hand toward me.“Come here.” Henry’s voice was firm—it wasn’t a request, it was a command.My body reacted before my mind could process it, and without thinking, I stepped closer, placing my hand in his. Henry pulled me in too close, his warm hand settling firmly on my waist. The other slid slowly up my arm, reaching my chin, holding it gently but giving me no room to pull away.“Just say it, Becker,” he said, low and husky, his voice laced with something I couldn’t quite name.My chest rose and fell quickly. My heart pounded hard, confused, and lost in his piercing gaze.“Why did you protect me like that, Henry?” My voice trembled. The memory of that moment crashed over me—the fear, the sound of the gunshot, the blood… My body reacted, a shiver running through me. Henry notic
POV: HENRYSince the kiss, Lauren hadn't shown up in my room again. I knew she had already been discharged because Theodor told me when he arrived with Lucian to visit me.“Did you scare off your nanny?” Lucian teased with a playful smile, leaning back in the chair beside my bed.I huffed, irritated by Lauren’s absence.“She’s the one who kissed me,” I replied flatly.Lucian raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.“Oh, so now women run away after kissing you? Interesting.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Maybe it’s because you’re a bad kisser.”I shot him a sharp look.“I am not a bad kisser,” I replied, my tone edged with irritation.“If you're so sure, then why did she run?” Lucian taunted, pretending to stifle a lau
POV: HENRYThis wasn’t part of the plan.I stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed but still frustrated with my own thoughts. Stopping in front of the mirror, I ran my fingers along the side of the wound on my abdomen.The stitches were holding well.“Could have been worse,” I muttered, letting out a long sigh.The truth was, I had almost died that night.And what bothered me the most wasn’t the fear for myself—but for her.The situation was slipping out of control. How many more clients wronged by Lauren’s father would show up demanding revenge?I instructed Lucian to contact the bank and conduct a deep investigation into Becker Enterprises, including all its debts. The answer came quickly.“The company’s system was hacked,” Lucian reported, his expression serious. &
POV: LAUREN“Lauren, what’s going on?” Kate ran up to me, her voice filled with concern.“Theodor ran away.” I said, the words broken up by sobs. “He’s nowhere to be found. I already checked every place he used to hide. My words fell apart, just like my emotional control.“Hey, hey, calm down.” Kate pulled me into a tight hug. I felt her sweet perfume, the warmth of her body against mine, and for a moment, I could breathe a little easier. “You’re going to make yourself sick like this. We’ll find him, Lauren. Kids scare us like that sometimes.”“He left because he couldn’t stand seeing us fight anymore…” I sobbed, my chest shattered. “He thinks it’s his fault. And I… I’m failing him. What am I doing wrong?”“You’re doing the best you can.” She h
POV: LAURENHenry’s eyes widened the moment he read the first words. His firm steps echoed on the wooden floor as he moved closer to the note. I saw his fingers tremble slightly as he held the paper. The silence that settled for a few seconds felt like it was screaming inside the room. My chest tightened. It felt like the ground was crumbling beneath my feet.Theodor’s words pierced my heart with a dull, growing pain.“Uncle and Fairy, I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be part of a broken family like this. Mom and Dad fought a lot when they were alive. I thought my new family would be filled with love, respect, and playtime, like it was in the beginning. But everything broke after you separated, and I can’t pretend to be strong and brave while watching you both so sad. I don’t know how to protect Alice from this, either. I won’t be a good brother or a good son. Furthermore, I don’t have your blood, Fairy, and still, you call me your son. Uncle Henry could learn a bit from you. He’s a nic
POV: HENRYBecker tried to pull away, pushing my arms with a quick, almost automatic motion. Before she could take a second step, I grabbed her wrist. Her skin was cold, trembling.“What does that mean, Lauren?” I asked quietly but firmly. I could feel there was something unsaid, something she was hiding, and it only made the pressure in my chest worse.She hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around, eyes glassy, her expression exhausted.“I'm considering moving to another city,” Becker said, her voice thick with emotion, though she tried to sound rational. “Starting over, far from here. Henry, thanks to the agreement you signed, I was able to pay off all my father's debts. I'm truly grateful for that. But… I can't take it anymore. This place reminds me of everything I lost. It destroyed me. I can't breathe here anymore.”Her words hit hard. Part of me understood. But the other part reacted without thinking.“So you're going to do to Theodor what you did to me?” I snapped, my v
POV: HENRYI stayed silent for a few seconds, trying to control my breathing. My chest rose and fell in an erratic rhythm, still tasting the kiss that shouldn’t have happened. I looked at her, and she stared back at me with red, watery, confused eyes full of hurt.I hadn’t planned any of that. Furthermore, I didn’t go there to kiss her or to touch her like that. But all it took was one gesture, one sigh, one hesitation—and I got lost again. Just like I always did with her.I noticed her agitation. The way her fingers moved restlessly in her lap, her eyes constantly avoiding mine, shifting back to Theo. She was uncomfortable, on the verge of a breakdown. When she got up from the couch with a weak excuse, saying she was going to make something, I knew it was an escape. And this time, I wasn’t going to let her run. I stood up too and followed her, feeling a tight pressure in my chest that I didn’t want to admit was fear.Fear of losing her. Fear that it might already be too late.“Lauren
POV: LAURENMy head was a whirlwind of voices, and none of them would let me breathe. The hurt pulsed like an open wound. The memory of that article… Mia in his lap, as if his past still had more power than I ever would. And the pain of remembering that night, the hope I carried in my chest when I was about to tell him everything. How I desperately wished he would accept being the father of my child. How I dreamed of a life by his side. As his wife. As a family.I felt my eyes welling up. I tried blinking slowly to hold back the tears, but they pooled in silence, forming a thin line of shine that made me feel… small. Weak. Useless.Part of me wanted to scream. To beg for forgiveness. To say I had been an idiot, that yes, I had lied—but only because I was scared, insecure, and confused. I wanted him to know that everything I felt for him had been real. So intense, it still consumed me today.But
POV: LAURENI wanted to pull away. I wanted to create distance. But everything in me screamed for the closeness I had avoided for so long. And I hated myself for still wanting it. For craving his touch, his voice, the comfort only he could give me. Because none of it was fair.Not to me. Not to him. Not to Theo or Alice.The tear slipped out before I could stop it. I reached for my face automatically, trying to hide it—but he saw.Henry stood up slowly, saying nothing at first. His fingers touched my face gently, and his thumb wiped away the tear in a gesture so intimate it took my breath away. His hand stayed there, holding my face, and in that touch there was something strange—a mix of care and provocation. Like he knew exactly what he was doing to me.I held my breath. My heart sped up, and inside, everything was spinning. It wasn’t just the touch—it was the way he l
POV: LAURENThe pain I felt now wasn’t just physical. It was the weight of choices, silence, and heartbreak all stacked together. I had ruined everything. That was the truth I fought against every single night. Whatever we could’ve been—me, Henry, Theo, and now Alice—I had destroyed it.And as if Alice wanted to remind me she was there too, that all of this affected her as well, another kick came. Stronger. Deeper. A sharp jolt knocked the air out of me for a second, and I instinctively placed my hand on the side of my belly. I closed my eyes and let out a soft, muffled groan. I wanted to play it off and pretend it was just minor discomfort, but I couldn’t.When I opened my eyes, Henry was already standing.“Are you okay, Becker?” Henry’s voice had changed—firm, alert. His hand touched my shoulder directly, without hesitation. Warm. Familiar.
POV: LAURENI gripped the doorknob tightly, trying to control the shaking in my fingers. My heart was beating so fast and so hard it actually hurt, like every thump was a reminder of what I had lost… or what I still felt. It had been a long time since I last saw Henry Carter—and that was no accident. I had been avoiding him. Hiding like a coward because I didn’t know how to deal with the chaos he left inside me. I fell for him in a way I never thought possible. I was his. Completely. And even now, just the thought of facing him made something inside me fall apart.I took a deep breath, and before I could hesitate again, I opened the door.He was there. So real. So absurdly handsome, just like I remembered. His hand, raised midair to knock, froze in place. His eyes locked onto mine—intense, that impossible shade of blue, like they could see straight through everything I was trying to hide. The corner of his lip
POV: HENRY“When Kate got there, the chaos had already started. Her mom was surrounded by armed security, pressured, threatened... my uncle was ready to make an example out of her. Kate freaked out. She tried to reason with them, to defend her, but no one there was about to listen to someone with a dirty last name and a pile of debt.” He paused, like he was choosing his words carefully. “She only avoided being dragged in with her because, when she saw my photo hanging in my uncle’s office, she said—without blinking—that she was my girlfriend. That we’d been together for months. She tried to sell a convincing story.”I choked on my drink the exact second he finished the sentence, coughing and thumping my chest.“Girlfriend?!” I repeated, clearing my throat in disbelief. “Should I congratulate you or ask when exactly you decided to start living in that fantasy?”“It never happened,” Lucian replied, gripping the glass, so tightly that his knuckles turned white. “But I didn’t deny it. I j