John presented the paternity test results before me, and to my uttermost surprise, it was a match. The realisation that he had been the one who had invaded our home and assaulted Judith wasn't anything I could have imagined in a thousand years. The mere possibility of it was unthinkable.I found it difficult to believe, but the evidence was right in front of me. I felt a mix of emotions for Judith—on the one hand, a surge of happiness, and on the other, profound sympathy for Judith. Her wedding wasn't going to be held again. For the second time, she would be heartbroken. I was torn between pity and an unknown selfish satisfaction.Nathan Everton disrupted our wedding, and now he wants to marry the same woman. No wonder the affection and care for the kids were so evident—they were his own after all. Judith is unaware, and I'm sure she envisioned him as a kind man."How do you get the samples? I asked, and my curiosity piqued.“I’m an Everton; I always get whatever I want,” he replied w
Judith’s POV Nathan proposed to me at one of the luxurious five-star hotels in London. The media, an event planner, a live band, and almost everyone significant in society were involved since I was about to get married to the most eligible bachelor in London."Would you do me the honour of marrying me and making me a complete man?” He asked as he got on one knee, holding an exquisitely crafted diamond ring. According to the media, the ring could easily purchase two Rolls-Royces."Yes, I will," I replied, slipping the ring onto my finger as the music band played a serenade.It was beautiful beyond anything I had ever imagined—Nathan had shown another side of himself I hadn’t seen before or ever expected, one filled with romance. I felt immensely grateful for his gift.Even the twins were so happy. They came to love Nathan and relied greatly on him. They were so glad I'm getting married and that they would also gain a father.Everything unfolded at a fast pace; it hasn't even been up t
How I managed to get home still amazes me. My hands trembled, but I tried to maintain composure as I still refused to believe Felix. I felt like he was just trying to keep us apart and sabotage our wedding, yet the certainty in his tone and the conviction engraved on his face left me unsettled."Hey, babe, where have you been? Nathan asked, his face overshadowed with worry. I stood there, momentarily speechless, scrutinising his face as if I could somehow detect the truth from his expression."Judith?""Judith?""Judith," he called out, gently shaking me from my stupor.“Yes," I answered, snapping back to reality.“Are you okay, baby? You look exhausted,” he asked, his voice etched with deep concern.“Yes, I'm fine, baby. Just a little rest will do," I said, forcing a convincing smile."The housekeeper told me you went out. Where have you been?" he asked again, his concern unwavering."Yes, I went out for a walk. I was bored indoors,” I lied, hoping my voice and expression didn't betr
Nathan's POV Life has never been so favourable for me. I have never experienced such happiness as I have recently. Getting engaged to Judith has made me a content and fulfilled man, which I scarcely believed was possible. I was scared while proposing to her, fearing that she might reject my proposal since she seemed so sceptical about marriage. A great surge of relief washed up on me when I slid the ring into her fingers. Now we are about to get married.Preparations for the wedding have already started, and in less than a month, we will be finally and legally married. It seems too good to be true. It all feels almost surreal, like a dream I wouldn't want to wake from. At long last, I will be with the woman I have always cherished and desired.Yet, despite my happiness, it has been clouded by constant fear and discord. The assault case keeps drifting into my mind, changing my mood. My father's words resonate in my ears: "Secrets always have a way of coming out in the end." I need to
The subsequent three days unfolded more smoothly than I could have ever expected. It was surprising to see how effortlessly my mind drifted away from the paternity results, allowing me to fully concentrate on the whirlwind of wedding preparations.My schedule was filled with appointments. I met with the event planning company, consulting a renowned fashion designer to select a custom-made, hand-beaded wedding dress. I wanted something unique, beautiful, and breathtaking, so I opted to create my own design. Everything went smoothly, and I enjoyed every bit of it.After preparing dinner with the chefs, I ventured into the room to take a shower. I was about to undress when I received an email notification from the hospital. I wasn't anxious about opening the message. Instead, I went on and took my shower, putting on a simple dress afterwards."Alright, let's check the paternity results," I muttered to myself as I settled in front of the laptop to check the mail.I opened the message, qui
Nathan's POV"Check the mail on the laptop," she said, handing me the laptop.It was just as I had speculated. My suspicion was confirmed. I opened it to find the paternity results from the hospital. At this point, I knew that Nemesis had caught up with me. There was no hiding place or any explanation I could give that would make sense."Judith, I'm sorry. I can explain," I said, attempting to move closer to her."If you try to come closer to me, I swear I'm going to kill you," she warned, her voice laced with fury. Is this true or not?" She demanded, wiping her tears, her anger and pain evident."I'm sorry, Judith. Please just let me explain," I pleaded, my voice breaking. "It was all in the past. I was stupid and ruthless then," I conceded. "I'm a changed man now."She continued crying, sank to the floor, buried her face in her lap, and grasped her head with her hands. All I could mutter was "I'm sorry." That was all that came to mind."So the reason you loved me and the kids, the r
Life has been so unfair to me. In the past month since our separation, moving on has proven more difficult than I had anticipated. The once-vibrant zeal I had for life and daily activities has completely vanished. Every night, I cry my eyes out to sleep and rise in the morning to pretend to be fine for the sake of my kids. I became a shadow of my former self, struggling hard to maintain my composure and sanity for their sake.Nathan's tenacity is unwavering. He calls constantly, but I refused to pick up the call. Not a single day passed by without him sending an apology message, yet I wondered if I could ever forgive him. Even if I eventually forgive him, can I ever forget? Every memory from that I have relieved myself of is now vivid and haunts me like it happened yesterday. I can't handle the idea of being with a man who has assaulted me, kept secrets, and told lies. There are simply too many red flags for one person.Even the media has worsened my misery. The breakup keeps making h
Judith's POV I felt a surge of relief when I finally secured the bank job I had applied for. The path to getting this position was not smooth, but my extensive previous relevant work experience made me the top candidate. After days of anticipating eagerly, I finally received the long-awaited email from the HR manager."Congratulations, Ms. Summers; you got the job. We are glad to have you on our team. You are to resume work on Monday," the HR manager’s email stated."Thank goodness!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with joy as I leaped into the air.The bills were piling up, and my savings were nearly exhausted. Securing a job was essential, as I didn't want my kids to lack any basic needs.The first day at work went well, despite the gossip and whispers from some colleagues who recognised me as Nathan Everton's ex-fiancée. I was unfazed by their gossip. I maintained my composure and did my job well. Providing for my kids was my primary focus, even if it meant enduring some gossip.Afte