Thalassa sat in her study, her eyes glued to the screen as she worked through the endless pile of emails. Though she hadn't gone to the office, she still had to work from home because there was a lot to do.She was trying to focus, but her thoughts kept wandering back to Zeke's unexpected confession. She sighed, shaking her head as she scrolled down. Just then, her phone buzzed on her desk. The screen lit up with a call from her security guard.“Ms. Thompson,” the guard’s voice crackled through the line. “You’ve received a package. It’s from Mr. Mathews, I believe.”“Zeke?” Thalassa muttered to herself, a small frown forming on her lips. He really hadn't been joking. “Alright, bring it in.”Getting out of the study, she went to the door and opened it to receive the package from the guard. Thalassa thanked him and took it inside. A sense of deja vu washed over her; It was a neatly wrapped basket filled with her favorite chocolates.There was a note attached. Thalassa peeled it off and
Kris sat in the darkness of his penthouse, the only light coming from the dim streetlights outside and the occasional flicker from the TV he hadn’t bothered to turn on. He held a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand, his fingers gripping the neck tightly like it was a neck he wanted to squeeze. Who's neck? He wasn't sure.The bottle clinked against the glass table as he set it down and leaned back, eyes heavy but wide open.The doorbell rang.He glared at the door, his jaw tightening. Whoever it was could turn right back around and leave. He wasn’t in the mood for visitors—especially not the fake-friendly neighbours who had come earlier, offering their “sympathies” when he knew they were only there to get some scoop to leak to the press. He’d kicked them out, and then he’d turned off his phone to stop the endless flood of calls coming from acquaintances and business partners.The doorbell rang again, more insistent this time. Kris’s irritation flared. Whoever it was clearly did
Thalassa paced back and forth in the living room. It had been over an hour since Luisa had gone upstairs after their argument, and Thalassa was really bothered.Usually, Luisa would call and ask her opinion about what dress to wear or how her make up looked, but she hadn't called her tonight.With a sigh, Thalassa climbed the stairs and knocked on Luisa’s bedroom door.“Luisa, do you need my help with anything?” she asked.“No, thanks,” came the curt reply.Thalassa pressed her lips together in frustration. Turning, she made her way back downstairs. Just as she reached the bottom, the doorbell rang.She walked over and opened it to find Alden standing there with an awkward smile. “Hey, Thalassa,” he greeted. “Is Luisa ready?”“I’ll go get her for you ”Before she could call for Luisa, her friend appeared at the top of the stairs and began descending, her eyes lighting up when she saw Alden. Alden’s gaze never left Luisa. “You look gorgeous,” he whispered.Luisa blushed slightly and
Kris groaned as he stirred awake, his head pounding with the force of his hangover. The sharp throbbing made him wince, and he blinked his eyes open to find himself sprawled on the floor of his living room. Slowly, he got up and stumbled upstairs, each step feeling like it echoed in his skull. Once he reached his bathroom, he opened the cabinet and grabbed a container of painkillers, popping two into his mouth and swallowing them dry. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and the sight wasn’t pretty—dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, and his skin red. Worse was the foul taste in his mouth. His breath was atrocious.After brushing his teeth, he stripped out of his clothes and stepped into the shower. He stayed under the shower for a while, the cold water slowly helping clear some of the fog from his mind.By the time he finished, Kris felt a little better. He dried off and slipped into a pair of trousers and a simple shirt—nothing too formal. He had no intention of goin
Thalassa's hands trembled as she gripped her phone, her heart hammering in her chest after Betty's words echoed through the line: Kris knows. Panic shot through her veins like ice, but she tried to keep her voice steady as she spoke."What did you tell him?" "I didn't tell him anything," Betty replied, her voice tight with worry. "But please, Thalassa, don't ask me to lie to him again. I won't be able to do it. He's determined. I can see it in his eyes. Nothing's going to change his mind."Thalassa bit her lip hard. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. She had only sent Kris a voicemail, telling him that they needed to talk. There was no way he could've known what she was going to tell him. So how did he find out?"Thalassa?" Betty's voice broke through her thoughts. "What should I do?"Thalassa's pulse raced faster, her mind racing to figure out why Kris would have gone to New York first instead of confronting her. Was he trying to take Alex away from her?The thought
Kris’s body shook as he continued to puke. He hadn’t eaten a proper meal in two days, so what was coming out of his mouth was mostly bile.His throat stung, and his stomach felt like it was twisting itself into knots. After what felt like forever, the retching finally stopped. With trembling hands, he flushed the toilet and pushed himself up from the floor.Walking to the sink, he stared into the mirror. He rinsed his mouth and spat, trying to get rid of the vile taste that lingered. But no amount of water could wash away the bitterness he felt inside. That’s when he saw Thalassa through the mirror standing at the door.“Are you okay?”Kris froze, his heart twisting painfully at the sight of her. He wanted to pull her close and hug her and thank her for giving him such a beautiful son, but all he could feel was the rage bubbling up inside, clawing at his chest. He hadn't said anything to her outside the house because he’d been afraid he would say something he would regret, but now i
Kris’s accusation hung in the air for several seconds as they stared at each other. His eyes were hard, demanding an answer. “Is that what you think of me? That I would lie about…about our child dying?” Thalassa finally broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. Her throat tightened with emotion as she struggled to hold back her tears. Kris finally pulled away from her, frustration radiating from his every movement. He threw his hands up in the air, pacing angrily. “What the hell else am I supposed to think, Thalassa? You told me our child died in your womb after my mother’s attack. But he’s sitting in that living room, flesh and blood, looking at me like I’m some goddamn stranger. So, yeah! I don’t know what the fuck else to think!” Thalassa stood frozen, each word hitting her like a punch. Her chest felt heavy, like it was hard to breathe. After a long moment, she took a deep, shaky breath and spoke, her voice trembling. “I was pregnant with twins, Kris.” Kris s
After what felt like an eternity in the washroom, Thalassa finally emerged. Her eyes were red, and though the tears had long dried, a deep ache still sat in her chest. Walking on, she came to a stop as she saw Kris and Alex sitting and playing together on the floor. Kris was in front of their son, gently rolling a toy car back and forth between them. Alex, who had been so wary of him earlier, was now giggling with unrestrained joy, his tiny hands clutching the car as they played. The sight brought tears to her eyes again, but Thalassa swallowed them back. Her heart clenched painfully as she realized how much she had kept from him. She had robbed him of this joy, of these little moments. It had been for a reason, but that reason felt so small in comparison to the reality of what was happening now. Suddenly, Kris looked up, his eyes meeting hers. For a moment, neither of them moved. His smile faltered, the warmth in his eyes flickering as something unreadable crossed his f
My dear supercalifragilisticexpialidocious readers, I won't ever get tired of expressing my gratitude for all the support you guys have given to this book. I know the way I write isn't always similar to the most popular books on the app, but I'm so glad you guys love it nevertheless. This is my most successful book yet, and it's all thanks to you guys. Love you so very much. Now, for those interested in what I plan to write the next, we're done with these characters. The next book will be about completely different characters. It's so hard to let these characters go, but we need a fresh start. No, wait. I was only joking. Don't bite my head off! Haha. (Really wish this app allows emojis so I can show you how I'm grinning like an idiot, lol) I don't intend to desert Alex like some of you fear. The next story will be about him and his lovestory. Will he ever get over the betrayal and allow himself to love and trust again? After some discussions with my editor, we came to the agreeme
Tessa stood frozen for several seconds before her hands flew to her mouth in shock. “Oh my God…” she whispered. She didn't even have to ask if he was sure because she could tell he was. Guilt clawed at her chest. Alex had told her before how most of the women who came onto him were only after his wealth which was also part of the reason he'd always been so careful about dating. And now it seemed he had been proven right. Tessa felt like it was her fault because she was the one who had set Alex on that blind date with Hillary. “Alex,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea she was that kind of woman.” He shook his head. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice calmer, his expression blank. “You were just trying to look out for me. But don’t do it again, Tessa.” There was no anger in his tone toward her, but she could sense the bitterness. Tessa swallowed hard, guilt still pressing down on her. She watched as Alex turned toward one of the cabinets, moving like he already knew exactl
After breakfast, the whole family moved to the shores to enjoy the beach. the whole family moved to the beach where a variety of games and fun had been set up.Tessa took a deep breath, feeling at peace.But peace never really lasted long when when her mischievous twins were around.The four-year-olds were balls of energy, running up and down the sandy shore, splashing water at people, and playfully disturbing anyone who looked too relaxed.“Girls!” Tessa called after them as they ran past, giggling. “Don’t bother grandpa Zeke!”Too late.Zeke had been lying on a lounger, sunglasses on, probably dozing off, until a handful of sand landed on his chest.His head snapped up. “Hey!”The twins burst into laughter and ran away before he could catch them.Gendry, sitting next to Tessa, shook his head. “Your daughters indeed.”Tessa turned to him with a dry look. “Excuse me?”“The mischief? That’s all you. I'm sure that's exactly how you were at their age.”She huffed, crossing her arms. “And
FIVE YEARS LATERThe morning sun peeked through the white curtains, casting golden light across the bedroom. Tessa stirred, instantly feeling the warmth pressed against her back, a familiar arm draped over her waist. A smile crept onto her lips as she blinked sleepily.She didn't have to turn around to know Gendry was awake. His slow, steady breaths against the nape of her neck gave him away.A soft kiss landed on her bare shoulder."Happy anniversary, Mrs. Graham," he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.Tessa hummed, pressing back against him. "Happy anniversary, Mr. Graham."Gendry tightened his hold on her, rolling her onto her back so he could hover over her. The intense look in his dark eyes sent a familiar shiver down her spine."Last night wasn't enough," he whispered, running his fingers down her side. "I need more."Tessa let out a soft laugh. "Didn't we exhaust ourselves already?"His lips brushed against her neck. "Not even close."They made love again, slow and deep, as
Tessa’s heart thudded as her father stared at Gendry, his brows furrowing deeper by the second. "Of course I figured that out already." her father finally scoffed, shaking his head. "It's just... Tessa is two months pregnant. Two months. I—" He blinked rapidly as the realization dawned. "Unless..." Tessa took pity on him. She sighed and decided to just put him out of his confusion. "Dad," she said carefully, "there was… something between Gendry and me. When we were in Jamaica." Her father's frown only deepened. "I don’t understand. Since we left Jamaica, I haven’t seen you two together until yesterday. How could there be something between you when–” Beside him, Thalassa let out a small chuckle and placed a hand on his chest. "Leave them alone, Kris," she said, eyes twinkling with amusement. Kris turned to her, narrowing his eyes. "You don’t seem surprised." Thalassa shrugged. Kris’s jaw dropped. "Lassa. You knew?" She gave him an innocent look. "I had my suspicions." "And yo
All eyes turned towards Tessa and Gendry as they entered. In the living room were her parents, Alex, Rita, Maya, Jace, Aunt Luisa, Uncle Alden, and their youngest 17 years old daughter, Tessa's cousin, Emma.The moment Rita spotted Gendry, she gasped. "Gendry!" she squealed, jumping up from her seat and rushing toward him.Gendry barely had time to react before Rita crashed into him. He let out a soft chuckle, crouching slightly to meet her height as he ran a hand through her hair.“Missed me that much, huh?” he teased, the corner of his lips lifting in amusement.Rita huffed and pulled back, immediately smoothing down her hair. “You're ruining my hair,” she grumbled, glaring up at him.“My bad,” Gendry said, his voice dripping with fake remorse. His amused gaze flicked toward the others, and laughter rippled through the room, even from Alex.Despite the lighthearted moment, Tessa caught the curious look in her father’s eyes. There were unspoken questions swimming in his gaze.“Good e
“Marry me, Tessa.”Tessa stared at him, her lips parting as she tried to process what he had just said. Her voice came out in a breathless whisper. “What?”Gendry didn’t hesitate. He looked straight into her eyes, his expression open and sure. “Marry me, Tessa.”She felt like her heart had stopped. Her mind raced, but no coherent thoughts came. “You—” She swallowed, utterly flustered.Gendry chuckled at her shock, rolling onto his side so that he was partially on top of her. His fingers traced lazy circles on her arm, his touch soothing.“Hear me out,” he murmured. “I know it sounds crazy. Maybe it is. But I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”Tessa’s breath hitched, her pulse drumming in her ears.“We just made things official, like, yesterday,” he admitted, his lips curving into a small, sheepish smile. “But it doesn’t feel new, does it? It feels like I’ve known you forever. We’ve been through so much. Hell, even we were against each other at some point. And yet, here we
“Don’t worry. You’re not the first couple to ask that, and you definitely won’t be the last.” The doctor said with a teasing note in her voice.She pulled out a disposable wipe and began wiping the gel from Tessa's belly. Tessa sighed in relief.“That should be all for today,” The doctor said warmly. “As I said, for the first few months, it would be best to be checked monthly, so please when you're ready, let me know when to schedule the next appointment.”She began rearranging the equipment. “Please wait outside for a few minutes. Your ultrasound pictures and the recording will be ready soon to take with you..” Gendry helped Tessa sit up and adjust her clothes before they stepped out. They waited in the reception area, their happiness and excitement tangible. Ten minutes later, a nurse handed over the envelope containing the picture and the USB. Gendry took it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. They made their way out of the hospital and back to Gendry's car. Aft
In the afternoon, when it was a couple of minutes to get an appointment, Gendry arrived a few minutes earlier than he promised to pick her up.Gendry leaned against the doorframe, looking relaxed yet effortlessly gorgeous in his button down shirt. His eyes swept over her in that way that always made her feel like the only woman in the world. "You're early," she teased, walking toward him. He beamed. “I'll always be early for you, princes.” Her heart did a little flip at that, but she rolled her eyes to keep her cool. "Such a smooth talker." He grinned and reached for her, pulling her close and covering her lips with his. When they finally broke the kiss, he took her hand. She let him take it without hesitation, their fingers interlocking. It felt so right.As they walked through the office, she felt the weight of dozens of eyes on them. Conversations momentarily halted, only to resume in hushed murmurs once they passed. She knew exactly why. One, no one had ever seen her h