“We reached home,” Coco and Leon said as they entered the doors of their home.
Roseanne looked at the kids and said, “Leon and Coco, go and wash up while I set the table for lunch.”“Mommy, what about cookies?” Leon asked his mother. If his mother was thinking that he forgot about his cookies then she was very wrong. He never forgot about things that he liked. He got his sweet tooth from his mother and he loved any kind of sweet dish. Among all, his mother's cafe’s cookies were his favourite.Roseanne let out a sigh, “Yes, Leon, Mommy did not forget about the cookies.”This boy! His obsession with sweets runs deeper.“Can we have it after lunch?” Leon asked quickly.Roseanne told her son, “Sure but first go wash up.”“Coco, let's wash our hands and then we will have cookies,” Leon said excitedly. Coco ran behind him after hearing this.When the kids went to wash their hands, Roseanne turned to Nathaniel and asked, “How is Regina?”The reason why Nathaniel went to the USA this time was to accompany Regina to meet a doctor. Regina had been sick for a year and her health had been deteriorating with each passing day. It hurt their hearts to see her suffering but there was nothing they could do for her.Nathaniel answered her with a straight face, “There is no improvement in her health. We consulted the top oncologist in New York but they are of the same opinion as the doctors here.”Roseanne’s face fell upon hearing this. “I wish there was something that we could do for her.”Nathaniel said after a pause, “We can’t control death. Anyway, Regina does not want to travel back here. She says that her life is uncertain and it will be better if she finds peace there. We should not disturb her. If she wants to die there, we should let her be.”Roseanne wanted to chide him for using harsh language for Regina but she didn't because she knew that it was Nathaniel’s nature to be apathetic about everything. He could say cruellest things with a straight face. She couldn't say that he was a kind man but he was kind to her and it was enough for him. Perhaps, he cared for her because she was Coco’s mother. Regina was nobody to him and she could not expect him to feel the same things as her.“Must she stay in the USA?” Roseanne asked him. It would be better if Regina came to stay with them here. This way, she could take care of Regina and repay her for saving her life. If it was not for Regina, she would not be able to live this peaceful life here in this country. She would have been long killed with her son. Fortunately, Regina saved her and today she had two beautiful kids and a family that she always craved for. She wanted Regina to feel the joy of family and not return to the USA as that place was the beginning of everyone's nightmares.Nathaniel stared at a wall blankly and said, “Just because it holds bad memories for us does not mean everyone has the same memories associated with the country.”“You are right,” She reluctantly agreed. Just because the USA was the beginning of her nightmares didn't mean the same for Regina.After a while, he began to say, “I want to talk to you about your father—”Roseanne looked at him frustrated and said, “Nathan, please I told you so many times that I don’t want to talk about him. I no longer wish to see him or hear of him. His daughter died a long time ago.” She told him many times that she did not want to talk about her father. Since he cut all ties with her, she did not want to include him in her life either. She had enough lies and deceit. She did not want such people in her life who had nothing but trouble to bring to her life.“It's important. He is—” Before he could say anything, the kids' voice was heard.“Mommy. Daddy!”Roseanne told him, “The kids are here and we should not talk about these forbidden topics when they are around. I don’t want them to hear anything and get curious. You know how Leon is. If he gets curious about something, he will want to know about it.”Nathaniel did not say anything after this and nodded his head. He did not want his kids to know about such forbidden topics too.“Mommy, where are our cookies?” Leon asked. He was oblivious to the conversation between two adults.Roseanne rolled her eyes. “What's the rush? Have your lunch first.” She looked at Coco and said, “Baby, I made your favourite pizza. I missed you so much.”“Thank you, Mommy,” Coco smiled brightly at her. “I missed you too!”The family started their lunch. It was a joyful time for the four of them. Suddenly, Roseanne’s phone rang. She stood up to take the call.“Yes, Maria,” Roseanne said over the phone. “There is a big order? Okay. How big is it?”“Two hundred people?” Roseanne gasped. “Every morning?”She was so thrilled about it, “Oh my God! That's such a big order.”“What happened, Mommy?” Leon asked.Roseanne looked at her family and said, “A new office for some fashion house has opened near our cafe. The owner came to our cafe one day when I wasn't there. She liked the coffee and made two hundred people’s orders for every morning for the indefinite future. Can you believe it?”“That's great, Mommy.”“Who is this person?” Nathaniel asked.Roseanne asked the name and after getting an answer she replied, “It's someone who goes with Miss Taylor.”“Miss Taylor?” Nathaniel whispered the name.“Yes! Miss Taylor from La Grâce fashion house,” Roseanne answered. With a twinkle in her eyes, “It's such a good opportunity for our cafe.”Her cafe was her pride and happiness. It gave her the confidence she had today. From being a meek young girl to a submissive wife to a confident entrepreneur, she had come a long way. If her twenty-year-old self could know that she would make such progress in future, she would be so shocked.“Will you consider looking for this person on the internet?” Nathaniel suggested.“Okay. I will, ”Roseanne gave him the answer, “Even I want to know about Miss Taylor. Nathan, I have a feeling that Miss Taylor is going to change my life.”“Nick?” Sabrina said his name with a wide smile as he entered the door. She ran to hug him. “I can't believe you are here.”When the door rang, she was hoping that it was him. She had heard from his assistant that he was coming but now that he was in front of her eyes she could not believe it. Nevertheless, she was extremely happy to see him here. Nicholas held her and said, “How can I be not here? You invited me of all people. If I won't come, who will?”His tone was full of tenderness and patience. A few days back she sent him an invitation calling him for the grand inauguration of her fashion house. She had been working on it for quite some time. He was happy to be a part of her success. Thus, he wanted to be a part of her success. Sabrina smiled widely at him. “Thank you for coming on such short notice.”His words touched her heart and she could not help but hug him again. When he did things like this for her, it became very difficult for her not to worship this man who was noth
"I personally killed all of them," Nicholas reminded her, the fear evident in his eyes sending shivers down her spine. The memory of the moment he took revenge on the man responsible for his wife's accident haunted her.At that time, Nicholas was relentless. He embarked on a ruthless killing spree to avenge his wife. The number of men he killed with his bare hands in his quest for justice was immeasurable."If you're doing this for her, I doubt she would approve," Sabrina cautioned him."You don't understand her," Nicholas retorted quickly.Sabrina responded, "I may not have known her personally, but from what you've shared, Anne Rose seemed like a compassionate woman. I don't think she would want more bloodshed in her name."Nicholas fell silent. Anne Rose remained a mystery to everyone, overlooked and taken for granted by those around her. Her kindness was underestimated, and no one predicted the day she would disappear from their eyes.“Anyways, you can't stay here for long. If the
Meanwhile, at Nathaniel's request, Roseanne was about to search for Miss Taylor's details on the phone. But just as she was about to click the search icon, a scream echoed. It was Coco, crying out in pain. Roseanne swiftly left the phone on the table and rushed to find Coco.“Ah!” Coco's cries filled the air as she painfully moved her hand. Roseanne discovered that hot soup had spilt on Coco's tender hand, causing a burn. Everyone hurried to provide first aid to the distressed little girl. Nathaniel was the first to react, picking up Coco and carrying her in his arms. Roseanne followed them to the kitchen, where Nathaniel ran cold water over his daughter's burnt hand. Roseanne had brought the first aid kit and applied ointment to soothe the injured hand.“It's okay, baby,” Nathaniel cooed to his baby girl. “Mommy is applying medicine. It will be okay soon.” Even though he could be cruel, especially towards others, when it came to his daughter, he was the most caring dad. He couldn't
“Yes, Mom?” Nicholas sighed for the uncountable time. “Can you please hang up? I have an event to attend.” “Nicholas Hart! Are you even listening to your mother?” Ellora asked him, angrily. “When will you take me seriously?”“Mother, when have I not taken you seriously?”Nicholas asked his mother while tying his necktie. “Nick, my sweet boy, why are you not thinking about marriage?” Ellora asked him with a frustrated sigh. “Your father is getting frustrated. He is looking for an heir. It is becoming hard for him to convince the elders that you will be responsible enough to have an heir soon. Do you know how important it is for you to have an heir? Your position is like that of a king. If you don't have an heir, people will start conspiring against you to push their son to your spot. Things have not been smooth for a long time. Please think about it. Accept the marriage proposal of one of the girls your father chooses.”Nicholas let out a sarcastic sigh, “Why don’t you ask Father to s
“They bought more snacks, desserts and drinks from us,” Maria told her happily. Since the orders were increasing, it would bring more profit to the Cafe. That meant their Cafe was getting famous in the city. Although their cafe was already famous in the area, it was a big deal for them to exclusively cater to a big company in the vicinity. She was just pondering if this business opportunity would bring a similar business opportunity in the near future. If it happens, in the near future, they would have to expand. Roseanne was happy to hear about it. She shared her thoughts with Maria, “What do you think about an exclusive partnership with the Fashion House? We could offer them a good deal if they collaborate with us.”Even before this, she had been thinking about this collaboration with Miss Taylor. Today's events just strengthened her resolve. She was right when she said that Miss Taylor was about to change her life. This big order today just proved her assumptions right. “What doe
In the evening, Roseanne, accompanied by her two kids, eagerly prepared for a party. Upon reaching the venue, they were assigned a table. As the party started, four of them were already settled. Coco engaged herself in the beautiful fashion show organized by the brand, showcasing her interest in style and trends. Meanwhile, Leon relinquished in the tasty delights, savouring the delicious desserts brought by attentive waiters. In the middle of the hustle and bustle, the kids had already discovered their source of entertainment.While her kids were engrossed in their respective entertainments, Roseanne took on a more observant position. She was analysing everything about the environment with keen eyes. Although the kids were enjoying themselves, she knew that she did not come here for the same purpose. She was here for work and she had to finish it. The party was good but it did not entertain her that much. For some reason, she was having ominous feelings. She could not understand wh
“No, I can go outside. My mom and sister might have gone to the ladies’ washroom.” He wanted to say something snarky to this man but stopped himself as he realized that he couldn't say it as the latter only helped him. Reluctantly, he added, “Thank you, Mister!”Of course, he would not take any more help from this man. Moreover, he did not want Coco to tease him more by knowing that he could not even pee alone. Nicholas raised his brow at the boy's mannerisms and before he could say anything, the boy ran from there. As Leon reached outside, he saw his mother and sister waiting for him. “Let's go, Leon,” Coco said. She grabbed his hand and began running towards the venue. “Kids, don't run!” Roseanne said. “I can't catch up with you.”At this time, Nicholas left the washroom and happened to hear the voice. The voice left him in a trance. No matter how much he wanted to ignore that Anne Rose was not on his mind, he could not help but notice how similar it was to hers. Shaking his head
Roseanne would never forget the day when Nicholas Hart made an entry in her life for the very first time. She used to remember that day with a sweet smile but after the betrayal it only scared her heart. The visceral hate that she had for Nicholas Hart began five years ago when she saw his real face. But eight years ago, she met the charming Nicholas Hart that made her fall for him in an instant. She was not someone who would decide to spend the rest of her life on the basis of a single meeting but Nicholas Hart touched the corners of her heart that she did not know existed. Sometimes, she wished that day eight years ago had never occured. The day when she lost her sanity and never recovered. *Flashback*"Anne?"A young girl in her early twenties entered the living room of her humble house as she heard her father calling for her. Her father was usually busy with work at this time of the day. It was surprising for her to see her father at home at this time. "Papa, I missed you, "
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