Everything had almost settled in Roseanne's life. Leon was at home and was properly recovering. The contact with Hart family had already minimized. Ellora had left Italy a few days after Leon came home. However, Nicholas was still there. Although he loved close by, he did not try to intrude in her life anymore. There was no movement from his side and she was peaceful about it. Since Leon was recovering Nathaniel had moved in with Roseanne. He did not want to take any risks with his family. It was a rare day when Roseanne was sitting on the patio, enjoying the sunny day. He took a seat next to her quietly. She was initially reading a book. When she noticed his presence, she kept the book down and gave him her attention. “We should adress the devil in the room,”Nathaniel told her. They had been acting for weeks that the things were normal between them when it was far from truth. Ever since she found out that he was connected to Hart family, he was unable to face her. He just did not
“Thank you,” Nathaniel told her. He was grateful to her for listening to him and understanding him. She said many things that he had not expected from her. She called him her best friend which was the best title to give to the relationship they shared. In the world's eyes, they were a couple but the reality was far from this. However, she told him that she considered him a best friend and he couldn't refute it either. Roseanne told him, “Nathan, I trust you.”Many times, he put his life in danger for her and her son. If she didn't trust this man, who would she trust? Although he shared the same blood as Nicholas, they were not the same people. Nathaniel told her with an emotional smile, “You have no idea what these words mean to me.”He was scared that he would lose the family that he had made painstakingly. However, she understood him. He would never ask for more. It was more than enough for him. Roseanne began speaking, “Like you, I was also a part of the Hart family. I cannot ju
“Did you try to stop her?” Roseanne asked him. Nathaniel nodded his head, “I told her that It was okay if she aborted the child and just stayed with me. I was so desperate for her that I didn't mind staying with her without any strings. She agreed in the end.”He still recalled the day when he begged her to be with him. He agreed to every stupid or selfish wish that she had. He just wanted her, nothing else. He even agreed to abortion if it meant that she would stay with him always. Yes, he loved the child way before it even came to this world but he loved the child's mother more than anything in the world. If he could take a bullet for her, he could do anything for her. Nathaniel said, “Her decision of abortion broke me but I was relieved that at least I have her.”He cried the night she agreed to be with him if she aborted the child. Hugging the ultrasound scan, he cried his heart out. But he never had the guts to tell her what he wanted. He just wanted a small family with her a
Ellora was at home when she called Nicholas, “When are you coming back?”Things have not been cleared between them but he was still respectful to his mother. She would call him occasionally to check up on him. She was scared that her son was alone there to deal with everything that had fallen on him. She was angry at Roseanne for putting her sons through hell once again. She knew that it was not Roseanne’s fault but she needed someone to blame and that woman proved to be good at being blamed. Nathaniel and Roseanne were happy in their lives but Nicholas was suffering seeing them together with their family. The man was living a miserable life for five years blaming himself constantly for the death of his wife and now the same wife was alive and happily living with his brother. How would he be able to accept such a big betrayal? If the man was someone else, it might be a little less hurtful for Nicholas but the man in question was his brother. How could Nicholas fight against it? Nic
“Did you forget manners? Heard you are living in slums now. Did those beggars teach you this language?” Nikolai asked his daughter in a taunting manner. When she was in this palace-like mansion she used to be treated like a princess. She was richer than any princess of a royal family yet she chose to leave the luxury of her palace for a man belonging to the slums. She forgot all the etiquette that she learned here and looked at the way she was talking to her father. It was so unlike a child of the Hart family. He could not help but curse the man who made her like this. He asked in disgust, “Did you forget to respect your father?”Emery retorted, “I would have respected my father if he deserved it!”“Enough!” His voice boomed in the room. Emery's eyes were red with anger as she said, “No, I should be saying that it's enough. How much are you going to make my life difficult?”She wanted to yell at him and shake him. Why was he doing this to her own daughter? She never hurt him but he
“You look beautiful,” Nikolai commented as he saw Sabrina standing next to him. He was hosting a party at his house today and all the guests were swarmed around him. Coincidentally, Nicholas was supposed to be arriving home today. Of course, he was not aware of the grand plans of his father for the night. He was not aware that Sabrina was among the many people at his house at the moment. “Did you meet my wife?” Nikolai asked. Everyone was noticing how Nikolai was giving special treatment to Sabrina. This man would never do this. It was surprising for everyone to see him treating someone this special. They exchanged glances as if understanding his attention. Many people were whispering about how Nikolai wanted Sabrina to marry his son. The Taylor family who was present among the other guests could understand what was happening in everyone's head. They showed no reaction to any gossip or rumours. Sabrina replied to his question, “I haven't seen her yet.”.Nikolai told her, “You shou
An hour ago, Nicholas arrived at the party, accompanied by Roseanne and her children. They were still in the car as he said, “You can stop firing bullets with your eyes.”If eyes could kill, he would be ashes by now. As fun as her fierce side was to him, currently, he hoped that she would stop seeing him as an enemy and consider him an ally. However, he knew that it was not going to happen anytime soon. “I will never forgive you, ”Roseanne looked at him and said. “You kidnapped me and brought me here. Of all places on this planet, you brought me here! Why?”She was so angry at this moment. She knew where he hid his gun. All she wanted to do was to move and pull his gun and shoot him between his eyes. She swore that she was always a non-violent and peace-loving woman but she wouldn't flinch an eye if it was to kill this annoying man. Oh, god, she hated him more than anything in this world. Yes, she would leave her principles just to see him suffering. Nicholas inhaled a good amount
“You think you can fool my father?” He asked her, “He will kill you and the children if I just bought them there. You have to pretend that we were together. It was after my wife died.”What he was telling her was that she had to pretend that she had a relationship with him after his wife died. She and Nicholas lost touch after their one nightstand and when she discovered that she was pregnant, he was nowhere to be found. Then, she met a man and married him. He gave names to the children even though he knew they were not his children. The aim of this pretension was to convince his father that Roseanne was the mother of his children so they could get the protection of the Hart family. If his father found out that they were Nathaniel's children, things would get more messy. Moreover, it was the best way to prevent Anne's identity too. His father must not know that she was Anne Rose and she had children with Nathaniel. He said, “If you tell him that Coco and Leon are my children and he
EpilogueThree Years Later“Dr. Hart?”Abella turned around to see a nurse hurrying toward her.“The patient in the NICU is responding to the medication,” the nurse informed her. “Could you check on her?”Without hesitation, Abella rushed to the NICU, her heart throbbing fast. That morning, the baby girl’s condition had been critical, but now, as she looked into those tiny, bright eyes, she felt a wave of relief.“Hey there, sweetheart,” Abella cooed, smiling warmly. “You’re such a fighter. You fought so hard to be here with your mom and dad.”The baby stared up at her, and Abella’s heart melted.“Yes, you’re such a strong, big girl,” she whispered, gently touching the baby’s hand.Outside the NICU, the parents expressed their gratitude; their tearful smiles reminded Abella why she had chosen this path. In moments like these, she was reminded of how beautiful it was to help save these little angels. But there were also the heartbreaking days, the ones where some angels didn’t make it.
Meanwhile, Kate and Rhys were sitting with Anne.“Why is Aunt suddenly changing colors?” Rhys asked.“Because she knows she was wrong and wants back what she lost,” Kate said matter-of-factly.Anne chuckled. “Kate, as much as I love your straightforward attitude, I’d appreciate it if you toned it down in front of Emery. She is… well, very touchy and fussy.”Kate shrugged. “MIL, I have a complaint. Coco and Sia had a girls’ day without me! Can you imagine? I’m trying to be as cool as them, but they left me out!”Rhys suppressed a chuckle. “Yes, Mom, they left my dear Kate out.”Anne played along. “That’s terrible, I’ll scold them,”“Yes, scold them well,” Kate agreed, then added mischievously, “but don’t tell them I snitched. Just say it was Rhys.”Anne smiled. “Alright, dear.” Then, she glanced at Kate. “I saw you have been spending time with Abella. How’s that going? I know you two weren’t close.”Kate sighed. “Everyone coddles her too much. She is living in disillusionment. Coco and
It was a beautiful day that was filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories. Anne and Nicholas’s wedding anniversary had brought the entire family together, and the house was buzzing with warmth and joy.Nicholas turned to Anne as his eyes were soft with affection. “We have been together for forty years,” he said, a gentle smile on his lips.Anne smiled back, a touch of nostalgia in her gaze. “Yes, we made it this far.”Leaning in, Nicholas pressed a tender kiss to her lips. “Thank you for giving me the chance to be your husband.”Anne’s voice was barely above a whisper as she responded, “Thank you for fighting for us.”Just then, Leon and Coco appeared out of nowhere while wrapping their arms around their parents in a tight hug. “If anyone deserves the credit, it’s us!” Leon declared with a grin. “We made sure you two ended up together.”Nicholas and Anne exchanged amused glances before nodding. “Yes,” Nicholas agreed, “and we’re very thankful for your scheming. Turns out, it w
“Did you match into your preferred branch of residency?” Madam Facci asked, excitement filling her voice.Abella swallowed. “Ma, I’m still checking the results,” she admitted. “I’m scared.”“You have nothing to be scared of, my dear. Just look,” she heard. With a deep breath, Abella entered her credentials for the residency match. Her eyes darted across the screen as the words appeared before her.“I…” Her voice caught in her throat.“What is it?” Madam Facci asked eagerly.“Pediatrics…” Abella whispered in disbelief.A joyful gasp came from the other end. “Oh my god! I am so happy for you, dear!”Abella’s chest tightened as she read the rest. “With NYU…” she murmured. “If I accept it, I will have to stay in New York.”Was she ready for this?Madam Facci’s voice was warm and reassuring. “Whatever you choose, we are proud of you. You’ve worked hard for this. Don’t overthink it, just enjoy this moment. You did it, Abella. I’m so, so proud of you.”That evening, the entire family gather
Augustus Hart was born a healthy, chubby baby with a bald head, looking absolutely perfect in every way. His arrival was so sudden that only Callum and Estelle were present at the hospital when her water broke. They barely had time to inform anyone, but Abella rushed over as soon as she found out.The moment Callum stepped out of the delivery room and saw his sister waiting outside, a wave of emotions hit him all at once. Without hesitation, he pulled her into a tight hug.“Congratulations, brother. I’m so proud of you,” Abella whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek.Callum let out a shaky breath, still overwhelmed. “When did you get here?”“Just now,” she said with a smile. “How’s Estelle?”“Tired,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “Still cursing me.”Abella chuckled. “And the baby?”“Just perfect,” Callum said, his eyes softening. “Come inside. She is going to be so happy to see you.”When Estelle saw Abella, she let out a small gasp before pulling her into a long, tight
After her divorce, Abella didn’t leave the country. Cillian had given her a staggering sum in alimony, even going as far as naming half of his assets to her, but she refused to take a single dime. She had her own inheritance. More money than she could ever need. But what could wealth do? It couldn’t buy her happiness. It couldn’t fill the void in her heart.Cillian knew her too well; he didn’t push her to accept anything. He let her go, even when it shattered him.When her mother lived in Italy with Coco and Leon, alongside her uncle Nate, she had bought a beautiful bungalow. It had never been sold, left untouched over the years. When Abella married Cillian, Leon had given her the key to that house as a quiet token of their family’s past. There were two bungalows beside each other, one where her mother had raised her two older siblings, and the other where her father had stayed, the place where her parents had met and reunited. One had been passed down to Charlotte, the other to Leon.
Cillian stared at her, his throat tightening as he heard the finality in her voice. He had imagined this conversation a thousand different ways, but none of them had prepared him for the calm and almost serene acceptance in her eyes.“Abella…” He whispered her name like a prayer, like a plea. “Can we please rethink this?”Abella smiled. It was a soft, bittersweet smile that made his chest ache.“Cillian, there is nothing to rethink,” she said gently. “Alessandro came to see me. He told me that he was leaving the country with his mother. He said he doesn’t want to come between us, that he would be happy if you called him once in a while and only if it was okay with me.” She let out a humorless chuckle. “That’s too big of a burden for me to carry. I mean, I don’t care how you navigate your relationship with your son. But I will give you one piece of advice: don’t be a jerk. Don’t hurt one more person. You have already hurt me, you have hurt him, and you have hurt his mother. Stop making
Cillian reached for her hand, his grip firm but trembling as well. “Abella, please listen to me. I’m sorry. I made a mistake by not telling you the truth. Can you please forgive me?” His voice cracked with desperation.She looked at him, her expression unreadable. “I don’t know,” she said softly.Cillian’s breath hitched, and he tried again. “Please, I’ll change. I’ll work on myself. Just give me a chance.” His hands clenched at his sides as if willing himself not to break apart. “I don’t want to see you like this, so shattered. You mean so fucking much to me. Please.”But to Abella, his words felt like echoes in an empty room. They were hollow and weightless. Once upon a time, she had longed to hear them, had dreamed of a moment where he would look at her like this, beg for her, choose her. But now? Now, they felt unimportant. They meant nothing.She exhaled, rubbing her temple. “I heard you. But my head is splitting apart, Cillian. Can you please just go back to your house? I just w
Madam Facci looked at her son, her expression undecipherable. She had seen Cillian walk through storms without flinching, but today, he stood before her looking utterly wrecked. His usually sharp eyes were bloodshot, his arm wound had reopened, staining his sleeve with fresh blood, yet none of that seemed to matter to him or anyone at this point.“What do you want, Cillian?” she asked, her voice firm but not unkind.“I’m here to see Abella,” he said. His voice was hoarse, almost desperate.Madam Facci crossed her arms. “I’m sure you have no idea what happened last night.”“I know,” he admitted, running a hand through his already disheveled hair. “I just want to explain things to her. She is overthinking this, and there is nothing much to overthink. I just—” He exhaled sharply. “I just want to make everything okay.”A wry smile tugged at Madam Facci’s lips, but there was no amusement in her eyes. “Son,” she said, “we can never tell someone what is worth overthinking or not. For you, th