"Humiliate you? I wonder why you would even think that, Mr. Miller," Thalassa said in her ever-so-sweet innocent voice."You didn't even allow my mother to explain what kind of alliance she had in mind. And since we met you yesterday, all you've done is disrespect her—us."Thalassa raised a brow. "I am a businesswoman, Mr. Miller. I only form alliances where I see profits. Be honest with yourself. If you were in my shoes, would you have wanted to be associated with a company that's on the cusp of bankruptcy?"Kris gritted his teeth, knowing she was making sense, but at the same time, he felt this wasn't just about business. It seemed personal."If you'll excuse me, I have a lot to do," Thalassa said with the intention of opening the door for him, but she had only taken two steps past him when he suddenly grabbed her by the arm, pulling her close to his body. Too close."What are you doing?" she questioned as calmly as she could when her heart was pounding inside her chest."Who are yo
Thalassa stared at the man in front of her. She was surprised but not shocked, because she knew he was coming.Having known him for more than two years even before they got married, she knew how impulsive he could get. That was why she told her security guards not to stop him if he sneaked into the house. She just hadn’t expected him to do it so soon.“Welcome, Kris. I have been expecting you,” she said calmly.He let out a laugh that had no warmth whatsoever. “Is that the excuse you’re going to use now that I’ve caught you?”“Now that you’ve caught me?” She rolled her eyes. “Oh please, don’t be such a drama queen. It doesn’t suit you.”Kris’s eyes blazed as he stared at her. Three years. He finally had her in front of him again after three years. He’d spent so many restless nights thinking about her, wondering where the hell she was, hating himself for it.Yet, now that she was in front of him, he felt a conflicting ball of emotions.“What did you think you were going to achieve with
A few minutes after Kris had left, while Thalassa was sitting on her bed taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart, Luisa rushed into the room with a worried look on her face.“Lassa, I just saw Kris being escorted out by the guard. What happened? What was he doing here?”“He sneaked into the house to verify his suspicions,” Thalassa answered.Luisa’s eyes widened. “So now he knows it’s you?” Thalassa nodded, and Luisa asked, “How did he react?”Thalassa shrugged. “As expected, he was furious.”Luisa’s eyes darkened. “Don’t tell me he tried to hurt you. Did he dare to touch you?”“No, Luisa,” Thalassa clarified, but a wry smile stretched across her lips.Yes, Kris hadn’t touched her or hurt her physically, but that hadn’t stopped him from doing everything he could to hurt her with his words. But the funny thing was that she had expected it.“How do you feel now that he has found out?” Luisa asked.“Nothing.”It was true. After her confrontation with Kris, all she felt was numb. She
“What?! What are you saying?!" Susan exclaimed. “You mean your ex-wife, Thalassa?”“Which other Thalassa do we all know?" Kris gritted out.“But... how can that lowlife woman be the owner of the biggest fashion business in Baltimore?” his aunt said until she saw the dark look on his mother's face. “I mean second best.”“Wait, my crush is that bitch?" Tyler fumed.“Now it all makes sense," his mother said, anger visible on her face. “That's why everything started going downhill for my fashion house when that stupid TT Fashion appeared. She was behind it all. She clearly wants revenge on me for how I exposed her and got her arrested.”His mother sounded like she was hyperventilating, so Kris immediately went closer to her. “Mum, calm down.”“No! How can I calm down? Didn't you see how I debased myself by going to ask for her help? I allowed that stupid woman to humiliate me.”Karen was the only one who hadn't spoken because she felt dumbstruck. If Thalassa had truly come back just to ge
Linda Miller was so shocked by the slap that she could only hold her burning cheek and stare at Thalassa in disbelief. During the time Thalassa had been her daughter-in-law, she had never dared to talk back to her or retaliate in any way, let alone slap her.“You! How dare you lay a hand on me, you imbecile!” Linda raged.“No. How dare YOU raise your hand at me!” Thalassa sneered back. “Do you think I’m still that naive, stupid woman who allowed you and everyone else to walk over her? Think again! Don’t throw hands if you don’t want hands, because if you throw hands, you’ll get hands. Is that clear?”“How dare you speak to my mother like that, you lowlife whore?! And how dare you lay your hands on her?!” Susan fumed as she charged towards Thalassa, but before she could do anything, Thalassa landed a hot slap on her cheek.Susan flew back, stumbling into her mother and aunt, causing all three of them to fall on the floor in a tangle of limbs.“Oh, children,” Thalassa sighed like a disa
Later that day, Thalassa was in her office reviewing some designs when she heard muffled bickering outside her door.“I told you, you can’t just go in,” her secretary Juana said.“Get out of my way.”Thalassa sighed, wondering who she would have to deal with now. Just then, the door burst open, and Karen stormed in.“Thalassa, I’m so sorry. I tried to stop—” Juana began to explain in a panic, but Thalassa calmed her down.“It’s okay, Juana. Leave us alone.”Juana nodded and walked out, not without glaring at Karen, who looked unapologetic.Once the door closed, Thalassa turned to Karen with a smile. “I was wondering when you were going to come to see me. I’m surprised you didn’t come with your accomplice.”Karen stared back at her. “You fooled us so well.”“Fooled you well?” Thalassa tsked. “I don’t think so. After all, your dear husband recognized me. That’s why he sneaked into my room last night to seek me out.”She smirked, enjoying how Karen’s face flashed with anger before she co
Karen took advantage of Thalassa's distraction to free herself and run into Kris's arms.“Kris... sweetheart, please help me. She wants to kill me. She wants to kill me. Just look... look what she has done to me," Karen cried, pointing at her face where Thalassa's slap had left it as red as a beetroot.Kris was stunned at what he was seeing on Karen's face. The slap marks were so brutal that he couldn't believe Thalassa had done something like this. He'd never known her to be a violent person. How could she have changed so much?“What has gotten into you? How dare you treat Karen like this?!” he sneered.“Don't speak to her like that," Zeke demanded as he appeared behind Kris and walked to stand beside Thalassa.Instinctively, he cradled Thalassa's cheek in his hands as he asked, “Are you okay?"Thalassa stiffened at the unexpected touch, but she didn't pull away as she nodded.Kris instantly recognized the man. It was Zeke Mathews, the man Thalassa had gotten involved with just a few
Thalassa felt tears burning her eyes, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. “Are you done?”“You aren't even going to deny it, so it's true?" A bitter smile stretched across his lips as he pointed a finger at Zeke. “You moved in with this man just a few days after our divorce. For someone who was so desperate for me to take you back, you sure didn't waste any time jumping onto your next prey."Zeke realized what Kris was driving at and stepped in to try and clarify. “Thalassa is not the woman you think she is. Things didn't happen the way-”“Zeke," Thalassa raised her hand to cut him off. “I don't owe this man any explanation."Kris's gaze hardened. “If you think you don't owe me any explanation, then you also have no right to come after my family with your bogus accusations."Thalassa sucked in a breath. “It was your child too."“My child? How do I know that?" Kris demanded. “Even if you were truly pregnant, how can I be sure that the child was mine when you
Karen gripped the steering wheel tightly as she drove, her frustration building with every mile. It had been three days since her mother last called her.Since the day she told her mother that she didn't want anything to do with her, the woman would call at least twice a day. But she'd gone three days without doing so, and it was grating on Karen's nerves.Had she given up already? Karen was damned if she would allow that.Right now, she was driving to her mother’s house, but she wasn't going there to reconcile. She just wanted to remind her of her betrayal and make her beg for her affections again.Pulling up to the gate, she frowned. The gate didn’t open like it always did. She waited a moment, growing impatient before honking the horn. Nothing. Annoyed, she picked up her phone and dialed Bridget’s number. “Why is the gate locked?” she demanded when Bridget answered. “And why isn’t anyone opening it?” Bridget’s voice was quiet, but the exhaustion in it was evident. “Because no
The room was quiet for a moment after the doctor’s announcement. Juana’s eyes glistened with tears as she looked up at him. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “Thank you so much.”Upon waking up and being unable to move her legs immediately, she'd truly been terrified, but this had given her so much hope.The doctor gave her a kind smile. “You’re a fighter, Ms. Juana. But remember, no stress. Rest if your head feels heavy. If it worsens, inform us immediately.”Juana nodded as tears spilled down her cheeks. Thalassa and Luisa exchanged a glance before speaking in unison, their voices filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Doctor.”He nodded again and excused himself, leaving the three women alone. Luisa and Thalassa moved to either side of Juana’s bed. Luisa gently placed her hand over hers. “I’m so happy to see you awake and well,” she said softly, her voice filled with relief.Thalassa bit her lip. “Juana, I can’t tell you how grateful I am that you saved my
Thalassa’s hands trembled at her sides as her furious words hung in the air. The weight of what she had just said, what she had admitted she wanted to do, filled the room with shock.Luisa placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, her voice trembling with worry. "Thalassa... please don’t talk like that. You don’t mean it." But Thalassa’s cold, unwavering gaze shot through her. "I mean every word," she bit out, her voice low and steely. "I want to kill her. I would be doing the world a favor by getting rid of someone as vile as Linda Miller. She’s a waste of a human being." Luisa swallowed hard, unease crawling up her spine. She had seen Thalassa enraged before, but never this murdurous rage. It scared her. "I know you’re upset," Luisa said, her voice soft but firm. "You have every right to be angry, but this isn’t you. You’re not a murderer, Lassa. You’re nothing like Linda Miller." Thalassa shrugged off Luisa’s hand with a sharp jerk. Her jaw tightened, and her eyes burned with fu
Thalassa buried her face in Kris’s chest, her sobs muffled against his shirt. His arms wrapped tightly around her.She clung to him, trembling, her mind screaming against the reality she didn’t want to accept. Rita was truly gone. The door creaked open, and Kris lifted his head. The doctor entered, followed by a nurse. This time, he didn’t ask them to leave. Instead, he approached Rita’s still form, his expression solemn as he checked her vitals. After a moment, the doctor straightened and glanced at the nurse. His voice was steady as he said, "Time of death: 7:21 AM." The words felt like a punch to Thalassa’s chest, knocking the air from her lungs. Her knees threatened to buckle, but Kris tightened his grip, holding her upright. The doctor turned to her, his face filled with sympathy. "I’m very sorry for your loss," he said softly. "It happened quicker than I expected. I’ll prepare the death certificate and arrange for her body to be transferred to the morgue whenever you’re
At Rita's revelation, Kris swallowed hard against the tightness in his throat. He thought he should feel shock or anger, but he didn't feel that. Not even disappointment. All he felt was a crushing sadness and a hollow ache in his chest that made it hard to breathe. Deep down, he'd known. He'd known his mother was behind it.But had it been too much to wish for his mother to prove not to be a monster for once? How far was Linda going to go? His jaw tightened as he looked down at Rita's frail form, her skin pale and her breaths shallow."I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking under the weight of his guilt. He stepped closer to Rita, his hand hesitating before lightly brushing against hers. "I’m so sorry. You didn’t deserve this. None of this." His throat burned as he forced the words out. "I promise you, I’ll get justice for you." Rita’s eyes fluttered open slightly, her gaze cloudy yet still warm. She gave him the faintest smile, her voice a faint rasp as she whispered, "Wha
Thalassa sat in the hard, plastic chair by the wall in Rita’s ICU unit, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. The sterile scent of disinfectant filled her nostrils, but she barely noticed it anymore. Her eyes were fixed on the frail figure lying in the hospital bed. Rita was surrounded by machines—a heart monitor that beeped steadily, an IV drip that fed her weakened body, and a nasal cannula that provided oxygen through thin, clear tubes resting against her pale face. She had always been so strong, so full of life. Seeing her like this, so still and vulnerable, made Thalassa’s chest ache. The machines keeping her alive felt intrusive, cold, and mechanical—so unlike the warm, loving woman who had been her pillar through so much. She rubbed her tired eyes. She hadn't slept a wink since last night, but sleep was the last thing on her mind. Her gaze darted back to Rita every few moments, desperate for any sign of movement. Nothing. A soft knock came at the door, pulling her from
Luisa opened her mouth to speak again, but Alden’s light squeeze on her hand stopped her. She turned to look at him, confused, but his subtle shake of the head made her pause. She clamped her mouth as she turned back to Kris. She could see it in his eyes—he knew the truth, but he wasn’t ready to face it. Thalassa stayed buried in Kris’s chest, unmoving except for the shallow rise and fall of her shoulders. She was too numb to cry anymore, too overwhelmed to speak. Kris’s hand rubbed her back in slow, soothing circles, but even that felt like a distant echo in the storm raging inside her. Without a word, they all walked back to the waiting area. The minutes stretched into hours. Somewhere during that time, a police officer came to take Bridget's statement regarding the attack.Midnight came and went, but no one felt even a little bit sleepy. Every nurse or doctor who passed by was met with hopeful eyes, but no one stopped to give them any news. Finally, after four grueling hour
The air in the hospital waiting room was suffocating with tension. Thalassa was leaning against Kris, her head heavy on his shoulder, while Luisa sat beside Alden, clutching his hand. After a while, Luisa’s voice cut through the silence. “How is it even possible for a prison transport to get hijacked? Aren’t there protocols to prevent this?” Alden nodded slowly, his expression grim. “There are, but law enforcement isn’t infallible. Sometimes, things slip through the cracks. And sometimes… they get blindsided.” Luisa’s eyes narrowed, her thoughts spiraling. “What if… what if she wasn’t kidnapped? What if she escaped? What happens then?” Kris exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. “If she escaped, she’s already out of the country by now. Prison was her worst nightmare, and there’s no way she’d miss an opportunity to avoid it.” Luisa sagged against Alden, her exhaustion evident in her trembling frame. Alden wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. “You need to rest, babe,” he
After turning off the TV, Bridget scanned her eyes around the empty space. Her eyes fell on Rita’s phone which was lying on the couch, face down. She'd forgotten to take it along.She smiled faintly, shaking her head, “Poor thing. She’s thinking about too much.” She picked it up and tucked it in her hand before making her way to the hall to flip off the lights. Then she made her way upstairs.When she reached her Rita's door, she knocked lightly, calling, “Madam?”There was no answer. She waited a beat, then knocked again, a little louder this time, her brow furrowing as she listened for any sign of movement. Silence.Bridget frowned, a little puzzled. Her boss had gone upstairs not even four minutes ago. Could she have already fallen asleep? It seemed unlikely, but maybe she really had been more tired than Bridget realized. “Well,” she mumbled to herself, “I can give it to her tomorrow.”She turned to head down to her room, but something stopped her. She turned back toward the door