Regis’s car had just arrived at the hospital entrance when Mark swiftly came to greet him.“Thank you, Mr. Carter,” Amora said as Regis’s assistant opened the door for her.Mark gave a small nod.“What happened to your arm, Mr. Carter?” Amora asked, noticing the bandage wrapped around Mark’s arm.Mark was wearing a short-sleeved hoodie, giving him a casual appearance, since this wasn’t a work-related visit.“It’s just a small accident, Miss,” Mark replied, giving her a small salute before quickly moving toward Regis, who had just stepped out of the car.Regis handed the car keys to Mark. Without needing to say anything, Mark understood his task.Regis hurried after Amora, who had already walked ahead. With long strides, he caught up with her. Their presence together immediately caught the attention of hospital visitors and staff, but Regis ignored the looks.How could he not stand out? Dressed all in black, from his top to his pants, Regis exuded a mysterious, sexy aura that captivate
After Biana left, Amora approached her son, who was happily chatting with Regis. Although her face still showed signs of fatigue, seeing her son interact so joyfully warmed Amora’s heart."Ray, how are you feeling now? Is there still any pain, Sweetheart?" Amora asked, her face full of worry.The boy's attention shifted to her. "I'm fine, Mom," he replied with a wide smile.Instead of feeling relieved, Amora's expression softened with sadness. She gently took her son’s hand in hers.Seeing the needle still attached to the back of her son’s small hand, Amora's heart ached deeply."I'm so sorry, Ray. I’ve been neglectful and didn’t pay enough attention to you. I should have known you were in pain…."Amora's voice began to tremble. She bit her lip, trying to hold back her sobs.Quickly, she wiped away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. Rayden offered a small smile, squeezing his mother’s hand and softly brushing her cheek."I'm the one who should apologize, Mom. I made you
A satisfied smile appeared on Regis' lips as his eyes scanned the report handed to him by his assistant. He glanced briefly at the pale-faced woman standing in front of him.The woman nervously wrung her hands. Gone was the arrogance and defiance that usually flowed from her lips when facing him."Want to see?" Regis offered, extending his assistant's device to Amora.She glared at him but still took the device. Amora's hazel eyes quickly scanned the conclusion at the end of the DNA test results.Clearly written was the statement, "The probability of the alleged father being the biological father of the child is more than 99.99%."Amora closed her eyes for a moment. This result did not surprise her, as she knew full well that the man who had taken her purity and planted the seed in her womb was none other than Regis Lorenzo. No other man had ever touched her."When did you plan this?" Amora asked sharply.She felt caught off guard by this. Regis had obtained a sample for the DNA test
"You finally admitted it, Amora."A triumphant smile curved across Regis' lips. He felt a huge sense of relief after winning the battle he had been anxiously waging since yesterday. He had successfully broken through Amora's arrogance and exposed her lies.Although Regis had always suspected that Rayden was the result of their heated affair, hearing the confession directly from Amora gave him a mix of excitement and relief.Regis wasn’t sure what kind of expression would properly reflect his joy. He figured he needed time to adapt to his new role as the father of a son he had just discovered."What do you plan to do now that you know, Sir Lorenzo?" Amora asked, her voice probing.She had no choice but to confess everything. She couldn’t hide from the undeniable evidence Regis presented. All she could do was hope that he wouldn't try to take Rayden away from her.If Regis had had any deceitful intentions, Amora would have already resolved to fight and never let him take her son from he
Amora’s sharp eyes glanced at Regis’ grip on her wrist. Eventually, the man slowly let go.A rough huff escaped Amora’s lips. She took a few seconds to calm herself before speaking again. “All this time, Ray never knew who his father was, and he believes that man abandoned him and me as his mother,” she said.She glanced at Regis to see his reaction, but he remained expressionless.“In a boy like Ray’s mind ... do you really think he can accept his father suddenly showing up and claiming him after years of fostering hatred for the man who left him?”Amora’s lengthy explanation left Regis in silence. He finally understood his significant mistake.However, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to meet the boy; he simply hadn’t remembered ever being with a woman, let alone getting one pregnant!Even so, Regis couldn’t use that as an excuse. As Amora had said, Rayden would not accept him easily. Abandoning him since he was in the womb was an unforgivable act!Regis thought he would need time to o
“Haaah…”A long sigh escaped Amora’s lips. She had no idea how many times she had sighed like that today.Rayden, watching cartoons on the hospital bed, turned to look at her. He noticed his mom seemed troubled by something.Since yesterday afternoon, he had seen his mom lost in thought without any clear reason. Even though Rayden had asked her what was bothering her, she refused to tell him.Rayden guessed it had something to do with Regis Lorenzo. Ever since she mentioned that she would take him home after visiting the hospital, his mom seemed to have lost focus on everything else.Rayden returned his attention to his show. He didn’t want to ask any more questions because he didn’t want to add to her worries.Amora didn’t realize that her son was concerned. She was still lost in the thoughts that had been weighing on her mind since the previous day.Her eyes glanced at the sky outside the window, which had turned orange, signaling it had been almost a full day since her meeting with
Rayden's hazel eyes blinked repeatedly. He tried to process the question he had just been asked."Mom ... you're not running a fever, right?" the boy responded, sounding unsure.He placed the back of his tiny hand on his mother's forehead, his expression serious with his brows furrowed. "No fever," he muttered.Amora smiled widely and gently lowered his hand from her forehead. "No, I’m not sick, Ray."The boy tilted his head and asked further, "Then why did you suddenly ask something like that?"Rayden cast a suspicious look at his mother. It wasn’t like her to talk about the idea of having a father with him, which made the whole thing seem strange. In the past, every time Rayden brought it up, his mom would always avoid the topic with a million excuses.And now, she was asking what he thought of Regis Lorenzo being his father. To him, it was an odd and unusual question."I was just saying... what if he were to be your father," Amora replied, her voice a little nervous."Oh, really?"
A luxurious car came to a stop in front of the hospital entrance. Mark quickly stepped out from the right passenger side and rushed to open the door for his young master.Regis got out, dressed semi-formally, wearing a black blazer paired with a white t-shirt and slim-fit jeans.“Have you prepared everything, Mark?” Regis asked, glancing at his assistant.“Yes, Sir,” Mark replied, handing Regis a neatly printed document inside a clear folder.“Help Albert bring in the stuff,” Regis instructed before heading into the hospital building.Mark nodded, then hurried to assist Regis’s personal driver, Albert Parker, with unloading the newly purchased items. He quickly followed behind his young master, who had already gotten ahead.Earlier, his young master had gone on a shopping spree, buying things for two new people who were about to become a part of his life.“Wait, Young Master!”Mark ran just in time before the elevator doors fully closed. Regis, already inside, pressed the button to re
Amora's thoughts raced as she scowled internally. 'What’s he planning now? He better not ask for something weird, 'she mused, her eyes narrowing at Regis suspiciously.The subtle shift in Regis's expression revealed everything. His irritation toward Albert gradually faded, replaced by an idea—he saw an opportunity to make Amora owe him.“Well?” Regis prompted again when his wife didn’t respond.“What kind of reward are you thinking of?” Amora probed, her lips pursed.“Would you really grant it if I told you?” Regis challenged, making her feel even more wary.Amora knew Regis was scheming. Yet, with Albert and the others' lives potentially in grave danger, she didn’t have the luxury to deliberate long. Her immediate instinct was to ensure their safety, even if it meant taking a risk.“Of course, as long as you fulfill my request,” Amora replied, keeping her tone steady.She trusted that Regis wouldn’t demand anything harmful or malicious—not after his heartfelt confession the night bef
"Where’s my husband, Mr. Carter?"Amora interrogated her husband's assistant, who stood stiffly in front of her. She was considering seeking out Regis to plead for forgiveness on behalf of Albert and the others.She would feel guilty if she didn't help them, especially since Albert had been incredibly helpful to her over the past few days."I’m sorry, Ma’am, I .…"Amora let out a sharp breath. Seeing Mark’s hesitation, she sensed that he was reluctant to reveal her husband's whereabouts."Never mind. Leave and wait for me in the lobby," Amora ordered firmly.Mark nodded and quickly left the room.After he was gone, Amora picked up her phone and searched for Regis’s contact. Without a second thought, she initiated a video call. It didn’t take long for him to answer.Regis’s face appeared on the screen. Amora had chosen video call to ensure she could see exactly where her husband was."Regis," Amora greeted nervously. This was their first video call. They usually communicated via text o
"So you told them?" Amora asked, probing."Of course not. Why would you want to get involved with people like that again?" Estelle chimed in."Smart. But I don't see any harm in using this opportunity to introduce our business to them, Estelle," Amora said, a sly grin spreading across her face as she shared an idea that suddenly popped into her head."Brilliant idea. Alright, then, let’s squeeze some money out of them," Estelle replied, laughing heartily.Amora could only shake her head. "But don’t tell them I'm Regis' wife. This is still top secret. I don’t want to deal with people like them," she reminded her friend."Relax. I’ll keep my lips sealed." Estelle mimed locking her mouth."Alright, if there’s nothing else to discuss, I’m going to have breakfast," Amora said, intending to end the call."Okay. But have you contacted Mr. Ritter? He was really worried last night. Poor guy," Estelle muttered, remembering his concerned expression."I’ll try to reach out to him later," Amora re
“Ma’am, you’re awake? I’ve come to pick you up.”Mark Carter stood at the door of Amora’s hotel room. As instructed by Regis, he was here to escort her.“My husband has already left?” Amora asked as she scanned the area around Mark.When she woke up earlier, Regis was nowhere to be found in the room.“Yes, Ma’am. The young master had some matters to attend to this morning. He asked me to come and check on you,” Mark explained, his head slightly bowed. He didn’t dare look her directly in the eyes or even glance at her.Amora’s appearance was quite disheveled; she had just woken up and was wearing a kimono-style towel provided by the hotel.Of course, she wasn’t trying to seduce anyone. She had simply taken off her dress last night, finding it too uncomfortable to sleep in.Her body was modestly wrapped in the kimono, but still, for a normal man like Mark, it was hard not to notice the beauty radiating from her.“Come in. I’m still having breakfast,” Amora said casually, walking back in
"I've already explained everything. I’m not involved! Don’t you get it? Get me out of here!"A middle-aged woman with heavy, smeared makeup leaned her face through the gap between the steel bars of the cell she was spending the night in. She had been yelling for over an hour, and her voice was now hoarse.Inside the dark and damp cell, she wasn’t alone. Sitting in one corner, hugging her knees tightly, was a young woman dressed in a once-elegant gown that now looked disheveled and dirty.The two women from vastly different generations were Julia Brown and Chelsea Harrison.Both had been detained at the local police station after undergoing separate interrogations for their crimes. The filthy, cramped cell with thick, dusty iron bars only added to Julia’s frustration.Standing by the bars, Julia shouted again, “I’m innocent! Don’t you know who I am?!”She couldn’t accept being treated this poorly by being thrown into a foul-smelling, filthy prison cell. The dim lighting in the tiny roo
"Ugh!"Amora struggled to keep up with Regis' increasingly passionate kiss. She felt completely overwhelmed as Regis greedily claimed her lips, leaving her no room to resist.Amora’s back was pressed tightly against the headboard as Regis’ hand moved to cradle the back of her head, deepening the kiss even further.Regis’s tongue was relentless the moment Amora parted her lips. The room was filled with the sounds of wet kisses and muffled moans.Amora’s thoughts were a whirlwind. She couldn’t even process what she was doing anymore, but one thing was clear—she was thoroughly enjoying the kiss.Seconds later, her chest tightened as her lungs screamed for air. She tapped Regis lightly on the chest, signaling him to stop. He finally pulled back, giving her a moment to catch her breath.Amora glared at him sharply, wiping her now-flushed lips with the back of her hand.Seeing her do this, Regis immediately leaned in and planted another quick kiss on her lips. Instinctively, Amora wiped the
Amora’s eyes darted nervously, her mind racing but completely blank. Every word she had planned to say vanished in the shock of the moment. She had no idea how to respond to the question Regis had just asked her.Truthfully, Amora didn’t even fully understand her own feelings. She wasn’t sure if she had broken her own vow never to fall in love again—a promise she had kept for the past seven years, haunted by fear and pain from her past.Her previous experience had left a deep scar on her heart. Yet, after spending nearly a month growing close to Regis, she found herself feeling an unexpected sense of comfort—a sensation she never thought she’d experience again.Still, Amora had repeatedly reminded herself not to make the same mistake twice. She had ingrained it in her mind: loving anyone meant opening herself up to disappointment.“Do I ... have feelings for him?” Amora wondered silently.Amora had considered the possibility that her feelings for Regis were nothing more than temporary
A nervous smile appeared on Amora’s lips as she tried to clear her mind, which had suddenly gone blank because of a strange question that popped into her thoughts.“I-I thought our relationship has always been mutually beneficial. What do you mean by saying you’re hurt? Aren’t we both grown-ups who can accept the risks of our actions? Do we really need to make a fuss over such a small accident?”Amora tried to keep an open mind. She still wasn’t sure if Regis had any special feelings for her.‘Have I not made my signals clear enough?’ Regis thought as he let out a weary sigh. He wasn’t sure if he was being too dense or if Amora was just too oblivious to pick up on the signs of love he’d been giving her all along.Suddenly, Regis placed his large hand on top of Amora’s head, ruffling her long hair playfully.“Regis, stop it! What’s wrong with you?” Amora complained, trying to fend off his hand, which seemed determined to turn her into his personal plaything.“You must be feeling better
Seeing his wife’s confused expression, Regis suppressed a smile.“Are you playing tricks on me?” Amora asked, narrowing her eyes sharply.“No,” Regis replied with a small shake of his head. Then he added, “But earlier, you were mumbling in your sleep and called me ‘Oddie.’”Amora’s jaw nearly dropped in shock. She immediately looked away, guilt written all over her face. Her reaction only fueled Regis’s suspicion.Clearing his throat, Regis continued, “And … you hugged me because you were cold.”Amora was stunned again. She couldn’t believe she had said and done such reckless things while unconscious.Regis then recounted what had happened two hours earlier. He had just finished his bath and was ready to sleep, choosing to lie down next to Amora.But as soon as he settled beside her, Amora started mumbling, “Oddie…”Regis’s brows furrowed instantly, his expression darkening as she uttered the name of some mysterious “man” in her sleep.“Damn it! Who the hell is Oddie?” he muttered ang