Currently, Roseanne and Nicholas are alone together and the Hart family is dealing with the mess that they have created, especially Nikolai. Nikolai had to deal with the Taylor family whom he had badly offended by hurting Sabrina. Mr Taylor would have been fine if Nikolai had not given his daughter hope. Nicholas asked, “I want to ask you a question.”“What?” Roseanne inquired. Nikolas asked, “Where do you want to stay? Here or our old—”Roseanne quickly answered, “Not there. I will not go to that hell back.”Of course, he had anticipated her answer but hearing it from her mouth hurt him. She called the place where they spent the three years of their beautiful life a hell. To him, that place was the heaven of beautiful memories. Nicholas nodded his head slowly, “Alright.” “Can we not move to another place?” Roseanne asked him. She was not a fan of both the places that he offered. She would like it if they went to a new place where she didn't have to deal with familiar faces. Nich
“Why do you both look like little Soldiers?” Nichoysaid as soon as he put the ice cream box on the table, "We are not going to war.”He also believed that children should be oblivious to all the bad things happening around them and that they should focus on living their lives only. Coco and Leon flustered at his words. “Who wants ice cream?” Nicholas asked them. The kids hesitated as it was late at night. Usually, their mother did not allow them to have ice cream at night.He hit on their weakness by saying, “It's cookies and cream flavour.”By now he was an expert at knowing what they liked and disliked. Both of them were foodies. They loved food of all varieties. There were only a few items that they did not like to eat. They looked at their mom who nodded and both of them smiled widely at Nicholas. They all sat on the floor and began feeding each other ice cream and a few minutes later a servant arrived with two boxes of pizza. “Pizza?” Roseanne asked. Nicholas answered, “We
On the dinner tableNikolai’s face darkened as he was sitting at the breakfast table. He looked pissed and angry. He had gotten the report and the result said the same thing that Nicholas had told him. Of course, he did not like the fact that Nicholas was right. Looking at his son's perfect family on the table was boiling his blood. Nicholas and his family were having food on the table along with him and Ellora. The children were sweetly treating their parents with smiles and happiness while Nikolai’s children wouldn't even bother to talk to him in a polite way, much less than a loving manner. Ellora was spoiling her grandchildren and it spoiled his mood to no end. “Leon, sweetheart, I asked the kitchen to make all your favourite dishes. You must eat a lot.”To be honest, she doesn't care about family politics at all now. Last night, Nicholas came to him and explained the situation. She decided to stay out of politics and do what fits best for her. She decided to live her life peace
Roseanne recounted the events to him, “Each time Leon would finish one, he would take him for a live racing show. He was the first person to notice that Leon was an extraordinary genius but he insisted that we let him grow like a normal child in school. Of course, Leon gets bored with this but I think Nathaniel is right.”Nicholas agreed, “Being a genius is burdensome. Let Leon live like a normal child.”Roseanne suddenly said, “I wish I was a genius.”Nicholas said, “You were so smart in your studies.”Roseanne quickly retorted, “That's because I used to do a lot of hard work. Moreover, I was not beautiful while growing up. I had to make up with my mind since I had no beauty.”Yes, she was good at studies. That's because she would give ten hours a day to her studies. However, for Leon, it's not the case. He would just glance at a thing and it would be etched in his mind forever. Nicholas didn't agree with what she said, “That's ridiculous.”This woman had brain enough to scheme agai
“Ah!!” Sabrina's pained cry echoed through the room as the vase shattered against the table. Ever since she had witnessed Nicholas and Roseanne together, she struggled to prevent the burst of emotions fuming within her. Normally, she was calm and reasonable but this situation pushed her to the brink of insanity. For half a decade, Sabrina had silently held up a torch of hope and love for Nicholas. She was always desiring that he would one day return her affections. Yet, he remained loyal in his devotion to his late wife, gently refuting Sabrina's advances. Nevertheless, She was deeply hurt by the sudden emergence of Nicholas's feelings for Roseanne, along with the news of their children together, which felt like a sharp blow to her heart. She struggled to understand how Nicholas could transition so quickly, especially considering his previous assurances of him being unable to love anyone but his late wife. He lied to her. He made a fool out of her. However, she caused this to hersel
Sabrina looked at her stepmother and said, “But I love him.”Sabrina and her stepmother had a very unusual relationship. It didn't seem that she was closer to her stepmother but if the latter would tell her something, she would listen and try to act on it. Whereas Beatrice could not tolerate her stepmother and blamed her for her mother's death. It could be said that Sabrina and her stepmother had a very polite relationship while Beatrice and her stepmother had a very typical relationship. Mrs Taylor said to Sabrina after pondering for a moment, “Sometimes, those closest to us can cause us the greatest pain. If someone you deeply care about or love is causing you constant tears, is the relationship truly worthwhile? Wouldn't it be preferable to be with someone whom you may love slightly less, but he doesn't cause you sorrow and consistently strives to bring you happiness?”Mr Taylor stared at his wife for a moment and then sighed. His daughter would not be able to understand what his
Upon entering the room, Roseanne discovered a stunning black dress laid out on the bed alongside a note. She suspected Nicholas had left it there, as he had instructed her to prepare for the gala. Although she was not sure if she would be able to survive the gala, she knew that she had to go. This time, she had no choice. The dress exudes such elegance that it seems certain to steal the spotlight. Roseanne had a strong desire to make a dazzling entrance at the venue to captivate the attention of everyone present there, especially the killer who was there to hunt her. And she also wanted Nicholas to not be able to tear her eyes away from her. It was a daring task she had undertaken but she remained hopeful that she could execute it successfully.In previous times, Roseanne would attend events looked after by Ellora who kept a watchful eye on her every move even in Nicholas's presence. Initially, Roseanne assumed Ellora's attention arose from a fear of embarrassment believing that she
When they came to the table and sat with each other again, many people stopped by to greet them. The highlight of the event was when Mr Taylor and his wife came to greet the Hart couple. Nikolai and Vance tried to act normal for the event but the cracks in their relationship were clearly visible. Everyone present there could estimate that something had happened between the two of them during the party at Hart house. Ellora and Mrs Taylor talked with each other to maintain a polite facade. Where the men could not deal, the women would bring their soft politics to the table. Roseanne noticed many things this time that she never could in the past. She noticed how fake her mother-in-law was and how she acted very dubious with everyone in the gala. It was not the case with her mother-in-law only. Everyone was also the same. They had different characters that they brought to parties. Ellora was in a different mood when she arrived but now she was playing the role of a host who was so hap
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