Abella straightened up and stretched a little. “I think I will have iced tea instead of coffee. Coffee feels too serious for me,” she said with a smile.Cillian chuckled, his gaze softening as he watched her. “I will get you the coffee then.”Before he could reach for his wallet, she was already ahead of him while placing the order and turning to him with a grin. “It’s on me.”He raised an eyebrow, taken aback. Cillian Facci was a man who had always prided himself on taking care of his own bills and had never let a woman pay for him. He opened his mouth to protest, but she was already off to get their drinks.When she returned with the drinks and a tray of food, she asked, “Are you hungry? I am! What do you suggest?”Cillian pointed toward a combo meal that had been his go-to in his college days. She picked up two of them, and they sat at an empty table with the warm food in front of them. What is this alternate reality? he thought.As they dug into their meals, Abella took a bite of
“What is this?” Emery asked as Ronan threw a file onto the table.Ronan’s jaw was tight, his hands clenched into fists. “Divorce papers,” he said flatly.Emery blinked in shock. “What?” She quickly picked up the papers, her eyes scanning through them. “Why?”“She wants a separation,” Ronan said, his voice laced with disbelief. “She already signed them and sent them to me. She wants me to process them so she can officially file for divorce.” His voice was eerily hollow as if he still couldn’t comprehend the situation.Emery’s expression hardened. “Then go to her. Fix this.”Ronan shook his head. “She is gone. Her mother told me she left for a vacation. No one knows where she is, not even her own family. They didn’t even know she filed for divorce until I told them. They are trying to reach her, but she is nowhere to be found.”Emery turned her attention back to the papers while flipping through the pages carefully. The documents were precise and every detail was written well. But when
The front door swung open, and Anne’s eyes widened in surprise.“Belly?” she said, barely masking her surprise.It had been a month since Abella left for her Europe trip, and she hadn’t mentioned anything about returning. But here she was, standing at the threshold, looking very exhausted. Without a word, Abella stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her mother in a tight hug.Anne was taken aback. She gently rubbed her daughter’s back. “Sweetheart, is everything okay?”Abella’s voice was small. “Estelle and Ronan got divorced.”Anne’s heart clenched.“She moved to London,” Abella continued, her grip on Anne tightened. “She is never coming back, Mom.”Anne held her even closer. “Oh, baby,” she murmured. “I know. I know. Come inside.”As they stepped in, Abella whispered, “I lost my best friend. She will live oceans away now. And the worst part? I can’t even cry about losing her because she is going through something so much worse.” Her voice trembled. “I don’t know what to do.”A
“Are you nervous?” Charlotte asked, glancing at Sebastian as they stood outside the grand Hart estate.“A little,” he admitted, adjusting his collar.She leaned closer, whispering, “I’m more nervous than you.”He squeezed her hand. “I’m here with you.”“Dummy,” she muttered. “I’m nervous for you. My father might just eat you alive.”Sebastian paled slightly. “Great. That’s reassuring.”She smirked. “Don’t worry, I will bring you back alive.”He let out a nervous chuckle. “Maybe we should just walk in blindly and hope for the best.”With that, still holding each other’s hands, they stepped inside the Hart mansion. The housekeeper led them to the family room where a formidable audience awaited. Nicholas and Anne sat together, exuding quiet authority. To their left, Nathaniel and Sabrina watched with interest, while on the right Ellora and Nikolai observed with mild amusement.Sebastian greeted them one by one. He was trying to sound calm but his palms was damp.“You took a whole month t
Charlotte was conversing with her father and grandfather, while Ellora was sharing the happy news with her grandkids. At the same time, Sabrina and Anne sat on either side of Sebastian, eyeing him curiously."What hair products do you use?" Sabrina asked with a wide smile. Her son-in-law's hair was thick, shiny, and impossibly lush, unlike anything she had ever seen before."Uh—" Sebastian blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Just the usual.""I would like a list," Sabrina said, completely serious."Yes, ma’am," he responded with a slight nod, his French accent making them giggle like schoolgirls."You have perfect skin," Anne added, studying his face. "What is your secret?""Good food and sunscreen," he answered simply.Anne and Sabrina sighed in unison. "We could never quit sugar."Then, with a teasing glint in her eyes, Sabrina mused, "You are too beautiful, Sebastian. I can't wait for you and Coco to have children, they will be absolutely stunning."Sebastian coughed, flust
When Charlotte reached the living room, she plastered on a smile and asked, “Hey, ladies. What are you talking about?”She could just tell that these two were trying to plot against her sweet husband in a very sweet way. “Oh, we are just convincing Seb to have kids soon,” Sabrina said matter-of-factly. “You both are so beautiful, I can’t wait for my grandkids. They will be even more beautiful tahn you two!”Charlotte made a face. “What are we? Some kind of experiment for you?”Sabrina chuckled. “Of course not. But you are twenty-eight. The longer you wait to have kids, the more your body will suffer. So why not have them early?” After a pause, she added, “And Sebastian is in his thirties. He would like to have a child before he reached his late thirties right?” Sebastian glanced at Charlotte with an expression that clearly said, I have nothing to do with this. Of course, Charlotte knew. They were all taking advantage of his sweet nature.She crossed her arms and declared, “I will on
Preparations for Charlotte and Sebastian’s wedding were in full swing, with only a week left before the big day. The couple had recently moved into a new house, a gift from Carter, and they both loved it. One of the reasons Charlotte was particularly fond of it was that it was only a five-minute walk from Sia and Leon’s place.As Charlotte was on the bed, her phone rang. She answered without checking the screen.“What’s up, Alisha?” she said casually.“Umm… did you confirm the bridesmaids’ dresses?” Alisha asked.Charlotte frowned. “Oh, what about them?”Sebastian who was lying beside her trailed kisses down her collarbone as his lips warm against her skin. She suppressed a moan and shot him a warning look that clearly said, Back off. I am not embarrassing myself on this call.Alisha sighed. “You didn’t even look at them, did you?”Charlotte let out a lazy breath. “Alisha, if you need confirmation, ask Sia. I already told you guys—you can wear whatever you want. Didn’t you all decide
Anne Rose entered the tall building of Hart Enterprises. She recalled the last time when she came here to see her husband. Never. She had never entered the threshold of this building. "I'm here to meet Mr Hart, "Anne Rose said to the receptionist. Although she had never been to his office, the reception instantly recognised Mrs Hart. "I will inform the CEO that you are here to meet him," The receptionist said with a polite smile. "Don't ring him," Anne said with a smile. "I'm here to surprise him." "Alright, Mrs Hart, " the receptionist answered. Anne walked to Nicholas' office with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She was thinking about how he would react seeing her in his office. Things between them had been cold for a year as the incident that happened one year ago changed the entire dynamics of their relationship. If she hadn't given up on him then, things wouldn't have gotten bad with them. Clutching her purse tightly in her hand, she imagined how he was going to react to the
Preparations for Charlotte and Sebastian’s wedding were in full swing, with only a week left before the big day. The couple had recently moved into a new house, a gift from Carter, and they both loved it. One of the reasons Charlotte was particularly fond of it was that it was only a five-minute walk from Sia and Leon’s place.As Charlotte was on the bed, her phone rang. She answered without checking the screen.“What’s up, Alisha?” she said casually.“Umm… did you confirm the bridesmaids’ dresses?” Alisha asked.Charlotte frowned. “Oh, what about them?”Sebastian who was lying beside her trailed kisses down her collarbone as his lips warm against her skin. She suppressed a moan and shot him a warning look that clearly said, Back off. I am not embarrassing myself on this call.Alisha sighed. “You didn’t even look at them, did you?”Charlotte let out a lazy breath. “Alisha, if you need confirmation, ask Sia. I already told you guys—you can wear whatever you want. Didn’t you all decide
When Charlotte reached the living room, she plastered on a smile and asked, “Hey, ladies. What are you talking about?”She could just tell that these two were trying to plot against her sweet husband in a very sweet way. “Oh, we are just convincing Seb to have kids soon,” Sabrina said matter-of-factly. “You both are so beautiful, I can’t wait for my grandkids. They will be even more beautiful tahn you two!”Charlotte made a face. “What are we? Some kind of experiment for you?”Sabrina chuckled. “Of course not. But you are twenty-eight. The longer you wait to have kids, the more your body will suffer. So why not have them early?” After a pause, she added, “And Sebastian is in his thirties. He would like to have a child before he reached his late thirties right?” Sebastian glanced at Charlotte with an expression that clearly said, I have nothing to do with this. Of course, Charlotte knew. They were all taking advantage of his sweet nature.She crossed her arms and declared, “I will on
Charlotte was conversing with her father and grandfather, while Ellora was sharing the happy news with her grandkids. At the same time, Sabrina and Anne sat on either side of Sebastian, eyeing him curiously."What hair products do you use?" Sabrina asked with a wide smile. Her son-in-law's hair was thick, shiny, and impossibly lush, unlike anything she had ever seen before."Uh—" Sebastian blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Just the usual.""I would like a list," Sabrina said, completely serious."Yes, ma’am," he responded with a slight nod, his French accent making them giggle like schoolgirls."You have perfect skin," Anne added, studying his face. "What is your secret?""Good food and sunscreen," he answered simply.Anne and Sabrina sighed in unison. "We could never quit sugar."Then, with a teasing glint in her eyes, Sabrina mused, "You are too beautiful, Sebastian. I can't wait for you and Coco to have children, they will be absolutely stunning."Sebastian coughed, flust
“Are you nervous?” Charlotte asked, glancing at Sebastian as they stood outside the grand Hart estate.“A little,” he admitted, adjusting his collar.She leaned closer, whispering, “I’m more nervous than you.”He squeezed her hand. “I’m here with you.”“Dummy,” she muttered. “I’m nervous for you. My father might just eat you alive.”Sebastian paled slightly. “Great. That’s reassuring.”She smirked. “Don’t worry, I will bring you back alive.”He let out a nervous chuckle. “Maybe we should just walk in blindly and hope for the best.”With that, still holding each other’s hands, they stepped inside the Hart mansion. The housekeeper led them to the family room where a formidable audience awaited. Nicholas and Anne sat together, exuding quiet authority. To their left, Nathaniel and Sabrina watched with interest, while on the right Ellora and Nikolai observed with mild amusement.Sebastian greeted them one by one. He was trying to sound calm but his palms was damp.“You took a whole month t
The front door swung open, and Anne’s eyes widened in surprise.“Belly?” she said, barely masking her surprise.It had been a month since Abella left for her Europe trip, and she hadn’t mentioned anything about returning. But here she was, standing at the threshold, looking very exhausted. Without a word, Abella stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her mother in a tight hug.Anne was taken aback. She gently rubbed her daughter’s back. “Sweetheart, is everything okay?”Abella’s voice was small. “Estelle and Ronan got divorced.”Anne’s heart clenched.“She moved to London,” Abella continued, her grip on Anne tightened. “She is never coming back, Mom.”Anne held her even closer. “Oh, baby,” she murmured. “I know. I know. Come inside.”As they stepped in, Abella whispered, “I lost my best friend. She will live oceans away now. And the worst part? I can’t even cry about losing her because she is going through something so much worse.” Her voice trembled. “I don’t know what to do.”A
“What is this?” Emery asked as Ronan threw a file onto the table.Ronan’s jaw was tight, his hands clenched into fists. “Divorce papers,” he said flatly.Emery blinked in shock. “What?” She quickly picked up the papers, her eyes scanning through them. “Why?”“She wants a separation,” Ronan said, his voice laced with disbelief. “She already signed them and sent them to me. She wants me to process them so she can officially file for divorce.” His voice was eerily hollow as if he still couldn’t comprehend the situation.Emery’s expression hardened. “Then go to her. Fix this.”Ronan shook his head. “She is gone. Her mother told me she left for a vacation. No one knows where she is, not even her own family. They didn’t even know she filed for divorce until I told them. They are trying to reach her, but she is nowhere to be found.”Emery turned her attention back to the papers while flipping through the pages carefully. The documents were precise and every detail was written well. But when
Abella straightened up and stretched a little. “I think I will have iced tea instead of coffee. Coffee feels too serious for me,” she said with a smile.Cillian chuckled, his gaze softening as he watched her. “I will get you the coffee then.”Before he could reach for his wallet, she was already ahead of him while placing the order and turning to him with a grin. “It’s on me.”He raised an eyebrow, taken aback. Cillian Facci was a man who had always prided himself on taking care of his own bills and had never let a woman pay for him. He opened his mouth to protest, but she was already off to get their drinks.When she returned with the drinks and a tray of food, she asked, “Are you hungry? I am! What do you suggest?”Cillian pointed toward a combo meal that had been his go-to in his college days. She picked up two of them, and they sat at an empty table with the warm food in front of them. What is this alternate reality? he thought.As they dug into their meals, Abella took a bite of
“I’m a first-year medical student at NYU,” Abella answered, a proud smile playing on her lips. “I love my life there.”Cillian muttered under his breath, barely loud enough for her to hear, “So young and untainted.”Her eyes narrowed. “What was that?”“Nothing,” he said smoothly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.She crossed her arms. “And what about you? Oh wait, let me guess a fancy lawyer fighting high-stakes battles for the immoral capitalists of the world?”Cillian let out a laugh at her sass. “I guess you are not entirely wrong.”Just then, his phone buzzed with a message. He glanced down at Carina.It will take me a bit longer. Wait for me. Don’t leave.He swore under his breath. That woman had some nerve while giving him orders.Shaking his head, he turned back to Abella, his gaze appraising. “Would you like to grab a coffee?”She arched a brow. “Aren’t you a little too old to be asking me for coffee?”His lips twitched in amusement. “How old do you think I am?”She t
“Abella, you can explore the campus while I meet Scottie,” Estelle said as they arrived at Oxford University. Her cousin was running late for a conference, leaving little time for their meeting. Wanting to see her first before heading to the hotel, Estelle decided to make the most of their brief window.“Oh, I like the idea,” Abella replied enthusiastically, already intrigued by the historical grandeur of the university.While Estelle went to meet her cousin, Abella took her time admiring the beauty of the Oxford campus. She had always loved the elegance of its architecture. Its ancient stone buildings stand proudly, ivy creeping along their walls, and students walk with books tucked under their arms. It was just like the movies that she had watched. Finding a quiet spot outside the Oxford Law School, she settled onto a wooden bench and pulled out a thick medical book. It was a contradiction, she knew, reading about anatomy in the heart of a law faculty but it didn’t bother her. She