Today was the day when Roseanne had decided to tell every secret that she held to Nicholas. She was not going to keep any secret from him anymore. She would tell him that they had a child and that child was Leon. Before talking to Nicholas, she met Leon. “Leon?” Roseanne called for him. They were seated in the garden where they were having tea. She was having tea and he was holding a cup of chocolate milk. “Mommy is here to talk to you about your dad, ”Roseanne said. “Your biological dad. I know you know many things. I will let you ask me questions. If you have anything to ask me, tell me, baby. Mommy will be truthful to you.” “Mommy, when will you tell Nicholas about me?” Leon asked. “I want you to tell him that he is my dad.” Roseanne nodded, emotions choked her. “Why?” “Because I want him to be my dad,” Leon answered her. “Mommy, am I hurting you?” She held his hand tightly and shook her head. “No, sweetheart. You can never hurt me.” Then, she paused to say, “I'll
"Nicholas?" Roseanne whispered as her voice was trembling. "What are you saying?""Please, Rose. Please, leave me alone," Nicholas begged, his tone laced with desperation. "Leave. Please, leave."He was a man caught in the crossfire of his mind and heart. He didn’t want to hurt her, but how could he stop himself? The pain inside him was too great, too raw. She had broken him, and now, he was crumbling piece by piece. The need to inflict his hurt upon her was overwhelming, even though he despised himself for it."You don’t look well," Roseanne said, her concern palpable."That's because I’m not!" he shouted, his voice cracking with the intensity of his rage. "I’m seething!""Leave!" he demanded, his eyes blazing with fury."No!" she responded stubbornly, refusing to back down.Nicholas’s hands shot out, gripping her arms with a desperation that mirrored the chaos inside him. "Fine! If you want this so badly, then take it!""What?" she asked, though she wasn’t oblivious to the storm abou
"Nicholas?" Roseanne whispered as her voice was trembling. "What are you saying?""Please, Rose. Please, leave me alone," Nicholas begged, his tone laced with desperation. "Leave. Please, leave."He was a man caught in the crossfire of his mind and heart. He didn’t want to hurt her, but how could he stop himself? The pain inside him was too great, too raw. She had broken him, and now, he was crumbling piece by piece. The need to inflict his hurt upon her was overwhelming, even though he despised himself for it."You don’t look well," Roseanne said, her concern palpable."That's because I’m not!" he shouted, his voice cracking with the intensity of his rage. "I’m seething!""Leave!" he demanded, his eyes blazing with fury."No!" she responded stubbornly, refusing to back down.Nicholas’s hands shot out, gripping her arms with a desperation that mirrored the chaos inside him. "Fine! If you want this so badly, then take it!""What?" she asked, though she wasn’t oblivious to the storm abo
Roseanne’s voice trembled as her words cut through the air like shards of glass, capable of cutting even human hearts, “Nicholas, I did not want my child to die here in this family!” Her scream echoed through the intense room. However, her pain ran deeper than the sound could ever reach. They were hurting and it was evident to both of them yet they could not express it. This suffocation was intensifying the tensions even more. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to steady herself. In a softer, almost broken tone, she continued to say, “I’m sorry, but I didn’t want him to grow up in this family.”She did not want to be harder on him. She was tired of being hard on him. She just wanted him. She fought with him, the whole world and herself. However, she lost the battle in the end. It was a doomed battler after all. Nicholas’s eyes narrowed, confusion lacing his words. “This family?” His question hung in the air as if he truly didn’t understand the weight of her accusation.Her
“Mommy, are you okay?” Leon’s small voice broke through Roseanne’s thoughts.She quickly nodded, forcing a soft smile. “Yes, sweetie. You woke up very early.”He nodded, looking up at her with those innocent eyes. “Mommy, did you tell Dad?”He hesitated before asking, “I can call him Dad, right?”Roseanne’s smile wavered as she hid the pain beneath it. “Of course, baby.”Leon’s face lit up with excitement. “Okay, I’m going to him then!” He started to run towards Nicholas’s study but stopped abruptly, rushing back to plant a quick kiss on her cheek. “Thank you, Mommy!” Then, without another word, he dashed off, his little voice echoing down the hallway. “Dad! Dad!”Nicholas had spent the night in his study, his mind was a storm of conflicting emotions. When he heard Leon’s voice, he froze and was unable to believe what he was hearing. The door creaked open, and Leon ran straight to him, hugging his legs tightly. “Dad!”Nicholas stared down at him as disbelief was etched across his face
“Nicholas…” Roseanne’s voice trembled as she spoke and her fear was evident in her shaky whisper. Nicholas immediately stepped closer while gently holding her by the shoulders to steady her. Coco had only been his daughter for a few hours, and now Sabrina’s claim threatened to tear that happiness apart. The thought of losing Coco was unbearable, but his heart ached even more for Roseanne, who had raised the little girl for almost six years as her own. He looked into her eyes which were filled with fear, and said firmly, “Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone take our daughter away from us. She will always be ours.”But Roseanne’s fear wasn’t just for Coco; it was for the battle they were about to face. If it were just Sabrina, the fight would have been manageable. But seeing Vance Taylor’s assistant there made it clear that they weren’t just up against Sabrina, they were up against the entire Taylor family. A family led by the president of the country. Vance Taylor was a man who practically
Today was the day Roseanne had to face the court. Nicholas had ensured that they were ready for anything by hiring the best lawyer in the country. They knew the case could take a turn for the worse, but they were prepared.“Miss Deluca,” the lawyer advised, “no matter what happens, do not let them provoke you. Even if they try to play on your emotions, you must remain calm. Miss Taylor might try to raise your temper to make you look unfit to be Charlotte’s mother in front of the judge.”As the case began, tension filled the courtroom. This was a high-profile case involving two of the most powerful families in the United States. The pressure on the judiciary was immense, so a special judge had been appointed to oversee the proceedings.The opposing lawyer began, “Your Honour, Charlotte De Luca was born to Sabrina Taylor and Nathaniel Hart five years ago. At that time, Miss Taylor was suffering from depression. She felt unable to care for her daughter and asked Mr. Hart to take full cust
It had been a month since the court battle began, and the strain was evident. Nicholas and Roseanne were running on little sleep, working tirelessly day and night to protect their family.“Nicholas, have something to eat. We have to leave in 15 minutes,” Roseanne reminded him.They had another hearing that day. The night before, they stayed up late discussing the case until they both fell asleep in the study. With only a few hours of rest, they were back at it again. The tension between them had faded and was now replaced by a shared focus on saving their family. But even in this stressful time, Roseanne hadn’t forgotten to show she cared for Nicholas, and he noticed her efforts.During today’s hearing, Roseanne argued that if Sabrina was healthy, why had she never come into Coco’s life before? Why now, when the little girl had a stable home? But Sabrina countered, saying she believed her daughter was in a safe environment until Nathaniel’s death made her fear for Coco’s future.The c