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“You look great,” Anne said with a warm smile. “And welcome to my café!”Bella returned the smile. “I have been meaning to visit, but I just couldn’t find the time. I had to see what your daughter’s always raving about. She says you make the best desserts in the world.”Anne laughed. “My baby’s not wrong!” She added, “Let me get you a table.” Anne was thrilled to see Bella here and quickly suggested the best desserts on the menu after knowing Bella had a sweet tooth.A few minutes later, Bella exclaimed, “Oh my God! These blueberry tarts are to die for!”Anne grinned. “I’ll pack some desserts for you to take home. And don’t forget to share with my baby.”Bella was too busy devouring the plate of desserts to respond at first and when the words settled in her head, her face glowed with happiness. Noticing the change in Bella’s demeanour, Anne asked gently, “How are you?”Bella looked up, her expression softer. “I took your advice and hashed things out with my husband. I talked, and he ju
While at school, Leon waited anxiously for his mother, who was supposed to pick him up. Coco had stayed with him for an hour trying to keep him company before leaving due to Sabrina’s relentless calls. Leon had reassured Coco, saying, “You go. Mommy will come soon.”But as the hours ticked by, his calmness started to disappear.. What was supposed to be a short wait turned into an a long one. One hour stretched into two, then three, and finally four. His mother still hadn’t arrived. Leon's calls went unanswered and the worry in his chest grew heavier with each passing minute.In the end, he dialed his father’s number, hoping to find an answer. But the call went straight to voicemail. Panic set inside him and he quickly reached out to his father's assistant who was listed as the emergency contact in case of such situations. He should have called sooner but he just waited for his mother who still had not come back. “Uncle, where is my daddy?” Leon’s voice filled with concern.“Mr. Leon
A few moments later, the psychologist emerged from Anne’s room. He scanned the faces in the hallway before asking, “Who is the patient’s family?”Everyone instinctively stepped forward. Nicholas who was holding Leon close, said, “I’m her husband. Nicholas Hart.”The psychologist nodded, signaling for Nicholas to step aside for a private conversation.“Mr. Hart,” the psychologist began, “Your wife’s condition is more concerning than it may appear. Although she insists that she’s not stressed, it's clear she’s unaware of the extent of her stress. She’s not only dealing with overwhelming stress but also trauma. It seems that she is been trying to avoid by keeping herself constantly busy.”Nicholas felt a cold wave of dread wash over him as he listened. “What do you mean by trauma?”The psychologist continued, “It seems that she has been using various activities as a way to distract herself from her deeper issues. She is trying to avoid addressing the root of her problems because she belie
Coco returned home with a troubled heart, her anxiety growing with each unanswered call. She tried reaching Leon, but his phone wouldn't connect. Desperately, she dialed Nicholas, but he didn't pick up either. She called everyone she could think of, but no one could connect her to Leon. For two days, Leon was absent from school, and Coco's worry deepened. When she came home from school on the second day, Sabrina greeted her with a warm, "Charlotte, how was your school?"But Coco, overwhelmed and frustrated, threw her schoolbag on the floor and dashed to her room. Sabrina, shocked by this uncharacteristic outburst, quickly followed. Before she could reach her, Coco locked the door from the inside, shutting herself off from the world.The entire household noticed something was wrong. They tried talking to her, knocking on the door, but Coco didn't respond. After a tense period of silence, they decided to unlock the door with the emergency key, fearing something might have happened. Insi
The nanny who had sensed the gravity of the situation, gently urged, “Miss Taylor, please call Mrs. Taylor. We cannot calm Miss Charlotte down. She won't tolerate seeing you right now. Only Mrs. Taylor can help her.”Sabrina’s heart sank at the suggestion. The memory of her last encounter with Bella flashed before her eyes. A heated argument that had ended in bitter words and actions. They hadn’t spoken since and the thought of reaching out to Bella now filled her with dread. Yet, for Coco’s sake, Sabrina knew she had no choice. Reluctantly, she picked up the phone and dialled Bella’s number.The call rang several times but Bella didn’t answer. Frustration and anxiety gnawed at Sabrina as she left a voicemail, her voice filled with desperation. “Bella, it’s Sabrina. I need your help. Coco needs you. Please call me back.” She hung up and stared at the phone. There was no reply, no acknowledgement that Bella had even received the message. Desperation mounting, Sabrina made another call
Sabrina’s voice trembling with desperation as she stepped out of Coco’s room and called Nicholas again. “Nicholas, please come. She’ll listen to you. Please, just come,” she begged, tears choking her words.She was ready to put her pride down and beg everyone who could help her daughter. She had never been as scared in her entire life as she was at this moment. But Nicholas’s response was cold even though his pain was evident even through the phone. “No.”“She will die!” Sabrina cried out, her voice filled with terror. “Do you want to see her dead? Please, save my daughter! Please!”Nicholas’s voice was steady but there was a deep and simmering resentment about her that he did not bother to hide. “As a mother, it’s up to you to decide how to save your daughter.”Sabrina’s voice broke as she pleaded, her fear overwhelming her. “Please, she will die…”There was a long pause and then Nicholas spoke laced with bitterness. “I know. My Rose is dying too each day. I want you to feel the los
Bella’s response was unexpected. “No, Coco. I’m not here to convince you. I’m here to support you.” Coco looked up, surprised and a little confused. “I want you to end your protest but only after you put down your demands,” Bella continued. “Shall I call my lawyer for you to frame an agreement?” Coco blinked, taken aback. “What?” She thought Bella would not understand her feelings like everyone else. They think that she was just a stubborn child throwing a tantrum against her mother. “You’re protesting against Sabrina, right?” Bella asked calmly. Coco hesitated but then nodded. “And where did you get the idea to do this?” Bella inquired, her voice gentler now. She knew that she could not treat Coco like a small child with no reason or rationality. “Gandhi,” Coco explained. “I heard his story from my teacher. He said we can achieve anything through Satyagraha. I’m using his technique. He said with that we can change anyone’s heart. I’m trying to do that.” Bella couldn’t help
Later that evening, Anne returned home from the hospital. She was still a bit weak but determined to get back to her routine. Nicholas hovered around her, trying to mask his worry but Anne could sense something was off.As they settled into bed, Anne turned to him, her eyes searching for something. “Are you hiding something from me?” she asked, her voice gentle but probing.“No,” he responded, a little too quickly, avoiding her gaze.Anne frowned, not convinced. Nicholas was usually open with her and this sudden evasiveness made her uneasy.The next morning, Nicholas remained unusually close, not letting her out of his sight. He even delayed leaving for the office. “Don’t you have to go to the office?” she asked, noticing how he kept finding excuses to stay near her.“No,” he replied, trying to sound casual, but the worry was clear in his eyes. Even though Bella had reassured him that Coco was fine, he couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at him. If Anne found out about Coco, he
The birthday party had ended and the Hart family gathered to leave. “Mr. King, we will take our leave now,” Leon said respectfully. Carter frowned slightly at the prospect of their departure. His gaze softened as it rested on Charlotte, “Why don’t you all stay the night?” he suggested, though even he realised how impractical it sounded. He wasn’t ready to let Charlotte leave just yet.Charlotte’s lips curved into a kind smile. “We will come to see you again someday,” she promised. “You better,” Carter replied. He stepped forward, pulling her into a hug that was long enough to draw a few curious glances from those nearby.Not far from the scene, Emily stood with Seraphina with her arms crossed and her expression clouded with irritation. Her brows furrowed as she watched Carter’s unusually affectionate behaviour. “Why is Carter being so affectionate with her? Even Seb seems to be revolving around her all evening. Just who is this girl?” she asked her tone filled with frustration.Se
Charlotte walked into the room and noticed only a grand piano, nothing else. She looked around, confused. Did not he say that he wanted to show her the birthday gift for his father? Or was he saying it just to spend time with her? Then again. Why would he even want to spend time with her? "Where's the gift you wanted to show me?" she asked Sebastian after a while when she could not control her thoughts.He pointed at the piano with a soft smile. "There."Charlotte raised an eyebrow. "You want to give your dad a piano?"She could not think of another explanation of why would he want to bring her to a room that only had a piano in it. Sebastian chuckled and shook his head. "No," he said, walking toward the piano. He sat down on the stool and placed his fingers on the keys.The music started, and Charlotte stood frozen. The sound was so beautiful and emotional like the piano was telling a story all on its own. She couldn’t describe how it made her feel, but it was like a deep sadness m
"Sebastian King. Pleased to meet you," Sebastian introduced himself, his voice smooth as he extended his hand to the Hart brothers."Likewise.”Sebastian smiled an enigmatic expression with no hint of malice or curiosity but still carrying an unmistakable poise that made it hard to look away.The introductions concluded just as more guests began to trickle in. Alessia, Leon, and Callum made their way to their designated table, while Charlotte excused herself to take a call. “So?” Leon asked, glancing at his brother. “What do you think?”Callum leaned back slightly, his sharp eyes flickering with thought. Unlike Rhys and Leon, Callum had an uncanny ability to read people. He was the observer, blending into the background while Rhys commanded attention and Leon’s charisma drew people in. It gave him the advantage of seeing what others often missed.“He’s... something,” Callum admitted, his tone measured. “Even I’m a little starstruck, to be honest. The guy isn’t just handsome, he is be
Today was the day of Carter King’s birthday party. Along with Charlotte, Sia was invited too, and since she decided to attend, Leon was her plus one. It was not a big event but a very intimate birthday party. Still the guests surpased a few hundred. Charlotte was nervous the whole way. Thankfully, she was attending with her brother and best friend. She dragged Callum as her plus one since she didn’t want to appear alone.Sia and Leon entered first.All the while, Sebastian’s gaze was on the door as if he was waiting for someone to enter. When that person arrived, his eyes lit up, but it soon diminished as he saw her holding a man’s arm. The man looked younger, but he couldn’t tell much.When Charlotte appeared to greet Carter, she intentionally didn’t look at Sebastian, but she could feel his gaze bore a hole into her head. As Carter saw Charlotte, he forgot all the guests.He didn’t bother with formalities and hugged Charlotte. “My girl. How are you? It has been months since I last
From across the room, someone was watching the entire scene unfold with an amused glint in his stormy grey eyes.Sebastian leaned back as his lips curled into a half-smile, clearly enjoying the drama, but there was something else in his gaze. Something deeper and darker.“Mr. King, what are you watching?” one of his business partners asked, noting Sebastian’s lingering attention.Sebastian’s eyes never wavered from the group. “Mr. Jones, I hope you don’t mind, but I just spotted an old friend. Would you mind if I went over and said hello?”“Not at all, we are done here,” Mr. Jones replied, excusing himself as he walked away.Meanwhile, Charlotte, having just made her point to Ronan, turned to rejoin her girls. But as she did, she froze. Her gaze met a pair of stormy grey eyes. Eyes that seemed to burn with a quiet intensity.For a moment, Charlotte thought it was just another mirage, a trick her mind was playing on her. She moved as her steps were hesitant, but those eyes followed her.
Tonight, the Hart girls had planned a much-needed night out. Charlotte and Abella took the lead, guiding Sia, Kate, and Estelle to one of their favourite clubs. Over the past few days, Estelle had been spending time with Abella, and despite their age difference, the two had become fast friends. So, when Abella invited her to join the group, Estelle didn’t hesitate.Estelle had a naturally chill personality. Even though she was a bit more reserved, she knew how to let loose when the moment called for it.“Boss, I missed you!” Kate exclaimed as she threw her arms around Sia, hugging her tightly and refusing to let go.“Come on, Kate, I’m not your boss here,” Sia said, laughing as she tried to pry Kate off, but Kate clung to her like glue.“I know that! But calling you by your name still gives me the shivers,” Kate grinned mischievously. “You are scary.”Charlotte raised a brow and teased, “How can Sia baby possibly be scary?”The girls burst into laughter as Sia shot them a glare. Normal
“Where are you taking me, Leon?” Sia asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and amusement. He had covered her eyes with his hands and was carefully guiding her along the path. From the moment they met that morning, she could see the anticipation in his eyes. There was excitement, almost boyish, but beneath it there was a hint of nervousness, as if he wasn’t entirely sure how his secret plan would unfold.“Just a minute,” Leon replied his voice brimming with eagerness. “Once we are there, you will see.”They walked along the winding and uneven path, Sia grumbling at every step. Finally, after what felt like an eternity to her and just a blink to him, he stopped.“We are here,” he announced softly. Then, his voice took on a deeper and more heartfelt tone. “Before you open your eyes, I want to tell you—I love you so much, and I can’t wait to start this new chapter of our life together.”Sia felt her heart skip a beat at his words. Slowly, Leon removed his hands, and she opened her eyes.
“What do you want to know about her?” Carter asked, his tone measured as he observed his son’s restless demeanour. He wondered if his son recalled anything about her? As much as he knew that stubborn yet kind woman, she would not come to him again. “Who is Charlotte?” Sebastian asked directly, his voice tinged with both curiosity and apprehension.Carter leaned back in his chair, folding his hands together. “She is your wife. Or rather, she was your wife.”Sebastian frowned. “Our divorce isn’t finalized yet,” he corrected.“Great,” Carter said with a small satisfied smile.Sebastian raised an eyebrow, surprised by his father’s reaction. “Are you happy that we are still married?”“You bet I am,” Carter replied with a nonchalant shrug.Sebastian leaned forward, his confusion evident. “As much as I know you, you are an overprotective man. How on earth did you approve of a woman who married me after what was, by all accounts, a drunken mistake?”Carter chuckled, his expression softening.
“What’s up?” Sia asked, leaning casually against the doorframe. Charlotte was sitting quietly in her room, staring at nothing in particular.“I met Sebastian,” Charlotte said flatly, her voice devoid of any emotion.“Oh?” Sia raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. “How did that go?”It was as if she was not sitting with Anne and scheming about Charlotte. Charlotte gave her a look. “Knock it off. I know you already know everything. Whatever you are thinking, it’s not going to happen. He asked me to sign the divorce papers, not to be his wife.”Sia stepped into the room, sitting across from her. “The real question is, do you want to be his wife?”Charlotte’s gaze faltered. “He doesn’t even remember me, Sia. And don’t forget—he loves Emily. Always has, always will.”“Did you ask him if Emily is still in his life?” Sia pressed, tilting her head.Charlotte shrugged. “How does it even matter?”“Coco,” Sia said, “How does it not matter? Why are you being such a coward? We both know you still