________________...Willow did not wake up for twelve days after the death of her baby. And by that time, the little one had to be cremated.She did not get to see her darling one last time.In a way, it was for the best. She would have died inside if she had to see the mangled cyanosed body of her premature fetus. But who was going to make her understand that?When Willow finally opened her eyes, the room was too bright. The smell of antiseptic and bleach filled her nose. She knew where she was.Her hand instinctively went to her stomach, feeling the emptiness, the void where her baby girl used to kick.Her eyes filled with tears and she tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through her abdomen."Don't move, Willow," a gentle voice said. It was Susan, her eyes surrounded by dark pigmentation.Her best friend had been sitting by her side, waiting for her to wake up.Susan held her hand, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "You need to rest," she urged, her voice low and soothing.
________________...Susan sat down on one of the cold metallic chairs of the hospital corridor as she sobbed into her hands. She had not contacted Trisha, Mathew, or Damien yet. They were either at work or at school and she was not in a state to call them.Nor was Willow in a state to see them.Knox was there within ten minutes."She is up?" His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he skidded to a stop in front of Susan, panting. The man had raced up seven flights of stairs because he did not have the patience to wait for the lift.Susan nodded, her own eyes red from crying. "But she doesn't want to see you. Or me."Knox's heart sank. He had been bracing himself for the moment she woke up, knowing that she would be devastated. And he had anticipated this.If Willow had despised him for what had happened in the past, then he knew that she must absolutely loathe him at this moment.But he also knew that that woman had never loved anyone as much as she had loved him. And no matter what
_________________..."I don't want you aggravating my patient, Miss." The doctor's tone was firm. "I won't." Susan sighed. "I promise." The doctor was skeptical but experience had taught her that sometimes the patients, especially a mother who had lost her child, didn't know what she needed. So she let Susan in. Willow looked up, her eyes red and cheeks tear-stained as Susan closed the door behind her. "I said I don't want to see anyone." She croaked out, picking up a pillow and hugging it close to her chest, choking out a sob. Susan stepped closer to her, her heart wrenching at the sight. "I know, baby. But I just can't leave you alone in your pain.""You called him. You called Knox despite everything he has done to me!" The accusation in her voice was laced with the pain of betrayal.Susan swallowed the lump in her throat. "I know, honey. And I am so sorry. I thought..." She let out a sigh. "Forget what I thought. I realize my mistake now and I will not let him anywhere near
_________________...THREE YEARS LATER...."Surprise," Trisha said flatly as she pushed Willow aside and barged into her apartment. It was three in the morning and Willow was out of it.She shook her head to clear her mind and closed the front door, following the heavily pregnant woman into the kitchen where she was raiding the fridge."Why is there no ice cream?" Trisha looked disgusted. "It is so weird to not see ice cream in Willow Mason's fridge!"Willow chuckled tiredly. "Well, it's been three years, Trish. Maybe my taste has changed."Trisha shot her a look over her shoulder. "Yeah, and maybe pigs can fly." She sat down at the kitchen table, her belly resting heavily on it. "Any taste change that includes not liking ice cream is a bad change."Willow rolled her eyes. "You know what else is bad?""Flying seven hours while eight months pregnant just because my husband is an asshole?" Trisha gave her a saccharine smile."Flying seven hours every time Dan doesn't do as you say."
__________________..."Knox."Knox looked like a deer caught in the headlight, disbelief and still fresh pain gleaming in his eyes. "I... I better leave." He said.The sight of Knox after all these years was like a punch to the gut. He looked the same yet so different. His eyes had lost their sparkle, his hair had more strands of gray, and his face had more lines than she remembered.Willow took a step forward, mustering a soft smile on her lips. "How have you been, Knox?"Knox was caught off-guard. He didn't know what he was supposed to say. Was she making small talk just to make this less awkward for him? He didn't want that. Not at the cost of her pain."Good, good." He stuttered, like a schoolboy talking to his crush for the first time, lacking his usual finesse. "And you?"Willow shrugged. "I won't complain."Knox smiled. He was out of her hair and she was thriving like she never had before. He was right to have listened to Susan back then. Willow needed to woman up and be on
________________..."Do you forgive him, Will?"Willow blinked.Before she could answer the first question, Trisha shot another much more ridiculous one. "Do you think you are willing to give him another chance?"Willow stared at her friend. "Trish, it's been three years. We have moved on. And we are never going to cross paths again. I don't see any point in holding any grudge against him. But that does not mean that we will ever end up together again. And why do you think that there is even a scope for another chance? He could be married with kids for all we know." The thought tugged at her heart. She hadn't asked him even though she wanted to. For three years, she had blocked out everything related to him and she wanted it to stay the same way. The problem was - whenever she had imagined ever coming across him again, she had always imagined that all the pain and hurt from their past would hit her like a freight train. But that had not happened. She had not felt the pain, the gr
___________________...Willow sighed as she lost Trisha for the eighth time in the last hour."Where is this menace?" Willow wondered out loud as she turned a corner. Her cart bumped into another."I am so sorry!" Willow exclaimed, looking up.Her heart stopped when she saw Knox standing there, his hand on the cart he had just stopped from falling over. "What are you doing here?"His eyes searched hers, "I could ask you the same question, Willow.""It's my neighborhood supermarket," she said with a shrug. "What's your excuse?"Knox shrugged, imitating her action. "It's the closest to the hotel I am staying at."Willow nodded, trying to ignore the way his eyes lingered on her face. "Well, I should go. Trisha is probably lost in the snack aisle by now.""Trisha is here too?"Willow wanted to laugh at the way Knox looked intimidated by the mere name of the other woman. Trisha tends to do that to people."Yes, she's here," Willow said, her voice a bit lighter."I thought she still work
_________________...Willow walked over to the kitchen, opening the cabinet for an extra apron. It matched with his. She had gotten the pair on a sale.His read: Toast Her read: ButterBoth had a ridiculous cartoon of a stick of butter dancing with a piece of toast.Willow's cheeks heated up at the situation.What am I doing? She thought. Have I forgotten what had happened?But when she looked at Knox, she saw the tiredness in his eyes. He had lost weight. His shoulders were not as broad as they used to be. And the sparkle in his eyes was gone, replaced by something that looked a bit like sadness."Are you in the middle of a merger or something?" She couldn't help but ask.He turned to face her, taking in the caricature on her apron and then looking down on his own. He fought the laughter that bubbled up his throat."Don't fight it." Willow rolled her eyes. "I know it's ridiculous."Knox chuckled, the sound warming her more than it should. "No, it's perfect. Who knew you had such
Thank you so much for finishing this book. It's not my best work. And I am not really proud of it. But I think it helped me grow a bit as an author and for that, I am very grateful to this book. Hope I didn't screw up the ending like I did with When My Husband Regretted. If you want to read a fun read with lots of drama, do check out The Billionaire's Wrong Revenge. Thank you so much again!
__________________..."Where are we going?" Willow's eyes widened when she stepped out into the tarmac. She turned to her husband. "Knox-""We are going on honeymoon, wifey.""What about our children?" She was already stressed. "Jay is still breastfeeding, Knox. We can't go!""There is enough breastmilk to last him two days, wifey." He emphasized the word. "And our family will take care of our children.""But-""Whether we are here in the city or on our honeymoon, I don't plan to share you with anyone, darling. Not even with our sons. So take your pick." He cut her off, winking as he threw his arms around her waist.Willow looked over at the private jet waiting for them, and she knew that she didn't really have a choice. Also, she would be lying if she said she was not excited herself. "Alright, I guess I can spare two days for you." She teased, leaning into his embrace.Once on air and the seatbelts came off, Knox didn't waste any time, his hands immediately finding their way to h
_________________...A FEW MONTHS LATER...."Knox, get out!" Willow glared at her groom, even though she knew there was no use. He was not going to move from there."Knox, how many times do I have to tell you it's bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony?" Melanie hit her son's head with her purse."It's fine." Knox rolled his eyes. "We have been married in my head for years now." He winked at his bride.Willow gave him a flat look before looking down on their three-month-old son latched to her nipple. "Don't fall asleep on me, Jay. I can't feed you in the middle of the ceremony. And your annoying Dadda want it the traditional way so it's going to be long."Knox leaned down and kissed Jayden's forehead. "Take your sweet time, baby. There's no rush.""He has a boob fetish, doesn't he?" Trisha gagged as she walked in along with Susan and Natalie. "He just loves her boobs.""He loves everything about her." Natalie smiled as she set down the wedding bouquet."Especially her boobs
__________________...'Engaged for five whole years. Why the delay even with second child on the way?''Juicy details into Knox Wright and his baby momma's life!''Is the wedding ever going to happen?''Is Knox Wright protecting his wealth from the gold digger?'Willow sniffled as she read the article titles, a bowl of caramelized popcorn on her heavily pregnant belly."Babe, we are back!"She wiped at her tears as soon as she heard Knox's voice."Mommy, we are home!" Came her little Tyler's adorable voice.Willow quickly put aside the phone and bowl, fixing her expression. "In here, my loves!"Knox walked in with a sleepy Tyler in his arms, a tired but happy smile on his face as he made his way to the nursery. "How was your day?" He called to her. "No massage is ever going to fix this backache." Willow sighed. "I need this little guy out! Now!" She poked at her belly as she struggled to get off the couch and follow her boys. She was due any day now but forget labor pain, she rar
______________...Willow smiled at the dumbfounded look on Knox's face."Now let's go. I will talk Nat out of this and you find some way to get her out of this." She said.Knox just continued to stare at her."What?""You are... Are you a fucking angel?" He asked. "Is your heart made of gold?"She rolled her eyes. "Eww, when did you become this cringe?"Knox chuckled, his hand reaching up to wipe away her tears. "Since the day I realized you were the woman who could break down every wall I had built around my heart."She narrowed her eyes at him. "You know, I am not the old Willow who used to swoon at your cheesy lines.""But you still love me," Knox said, his voice softer than she had heard it in a long time."Yeah." She replied without any hesitation. "I do love you."Knox laughed out loud, a laugh so blissful that it melted the last of the ice in her heart as he possessively wrapped his arms around her. "There's me who came here to say my final goodbye before turning myself in f
___________________..."Knox." Willow's voice came out breezy. "Willow." He straightened up and gestured to her apartment door. "Can we talk?" She couldn't bring herself to form words so she simply nodded.Her hand trembled as she unlocked the door and stepped aside to let him in."You are going somewhere?" He asked again as Willow closed the door behind them."Yes, I was planning to." She turned to him, her eyes brimming with unshed tears."Where?" He asked."Home." She said. "I needed to talk to you. But you are already here.""You heard about Natalie." It wasn't a question, but a statement that hung in the air between them.Willow nodded."And how did that make you feel?"It was a difficult question. She knew the answer and she hated herself for that answer."I don't want her to go to jail." Willow finally spoke, deciding that for once, she would not be a coward.She let out a humorless chuckle as she walked over to her couch and plopped down on it, looking up at Knox and gest
_________________...The call came during her lunch break.It was Thursday and she had not heard from Natalie or Knox since Natalie's visit.Willow wanted to call Knox and ask him if he was okay.She still was not sure if she wanted to give him a second chance but from what Natalie told her, Willow understood his stand and she also realized that she could not blame him for it.Natalie was his sister - protecting her had been his responsibility since the day she was born. He was wrong in his way but his intentions were not vile.Yeah, yeah. Keep defending him. How can you forget that he is as much a sinner of your family as Natalie is?Her inner voice was relentless in its criticism of her.Maybe Willow was too forgiving. Maybe she was just dumb and desperate for Knox. Or maybe she had accepted the fact that as she had tried to convince Natalie so many years ago, she was only a kid when it happened and he was just trying to protect her. And what could punishing Natalie achieve now?
___________________...Willow started awake from another erotic dream, her panties drenched and her nipples rock hard.It had been three weeks since their night on the beach and she hadn't heard from Knox since.They had said their final goodbyes, and she had offered to see him off at the airport.But he had declined."I don't want to walk away from you again." He had said.Willow sighed into her hand as she looked at the time. It was eleven in the morning. She was sleeping in on a Sunday because she had nothing better to do.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She picked it up to see a text from the guard downstairs.GUARD: NATALIE WRIGHT IS HERE TO SEE YOU!!!!!Willow's heart stopped.Natalie.The woman who was like her own sister to her.The woman who had murdered her family.What did she want?Willow threw on a robe and rushed to the door, her heart racing. She had not seen Natalie since the day she had found out the truth.She had let the guard know that Natalie could come in.
_____________________...Work went excruciatingly slow.Willow's mind was elsewhere, replaying every moment of the night and morning with Knox on a loop. Her body felt like it was still buzzing with the aftershocks of their passion.But she had to focus. She had to get through the day.After a night of sleeplessness, one would expect her to be exhausted after the hectic work day but she was buzzing with life.She messaged Knox.WILLOW: Where are we going?The reply came almost instantly.KNOX: Nowhere fancy. Wear your prettiest casual fit.Willow rolled her eyes at his text but couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips.She didn't care if it looked like she was trying too hard.She put on a pretty lilac floral dress and white canvas.She tied her sleek short hair half-up and she put on jewelry to match.And she went for minimal makeup, blushing at the thought of it all being ruined anyway by their passion that was to follow dinner.Knox had told her that he would be picking h