"Sorry for the trouble, Mark," Amora said to Regis's assistant, who had helped carry her and Rayden's luggage.They were standing on the front porch of Regis's penthouse. Mark had placed the bags in the middle of the room as Amora requested."No need to apologize, Ma'am. Is there anything else I can help you with?" Mark replied."I don't think so. Thank you, Mark," Amora responded sincerely."Well then, I'll take my leave," Mark said, preparing to go.Suddenly, Amora stopped him. "Would you like to come in for a drink, Mark?" she asked.Mark didn't answer right away. He glanced at Regis, who signaled him not to linger.Amora wasn’t trying to keep Mark around longer, but she felt awkward being alone with Regis. He was still acting cold toward her. During the trip, Regis had mostly talked to Rayden after their son woke up.Even when Amora tried to make conversation, he barely responded, making her feel like she had made a huge mistake, despite already apologizing.‘Ugh, so petty. How lo
The sound of Rayden's laughter filled the living room. Amora’s hazel eyes watched as Regis finally caught their son, who had been running around non-stop.Regis guided Rayden to sit on the sofa for a moment, then helped him grab a glass of water to quench his thirst and replaced his shoes with house slippers he had brought.Regis's small acts of care touched Amora. She thought he was acting like a dependable father, even though his sometimes indifferent behavior seemed like an effort to mask his emotions.When Regis turned around, he was once again faced with the woman who had stirred up his emotions today."Sorry, I didn’t mean to tease you earlier," Amora said, apologizing for her earlier behavior."No need to apologize. I know I pushed myself too hard trying to wear something that’s not really my style," Regis replied, maintaining his indifferent expression.‘Huh, he thinks he can freeze his heart by acting all cold like that,’ Amora muttered to herself, irritated by Regis's arrogan
“A million dollars? Does he expect me to buy out a supermarket?” Amora grumbled as she stepped into the elevator to go shopping.She looked at the classic black card in her hand with a mix of admiration and pride. She never thought she'd hold an elite card like this.“Hmph, does he think I don’t know how to spend money? Just wait and see,” Amora muttered, her eyes glinting sharply.She tucked the card into her pocket and exited the elevator when it reached the ground floor, deciding to walk since the supermarket wasn’t far from the building.However, as she passed through the lobby doors, her steps halted when a woman shot her a sharp look.“Amora? What are you doing here?” asked Lisa Taylor.As usual, Lisa wore an outfit that Amora found tacky. She was accompanied by her ever-praised husband, Johannes Brown.Lisa and her husband had intended to have dinner at the hotel’s restaurant and didn’t expect to run into Amora there. Lisa seized the moment to get back at Amora’s son, who had e
“Wow, it smells so good, Mom. I'm hungry!”Rayden exclaimed cheerfully as he caught the aroma of ground beef, Italian sauce, and vegan ricotta fresh out of the oven.He rushed away from playing with his father to join his mother, who was setting the freshly baked lasagna on the dining table.Just as Rayden was about to poke the sauce with his finger, Amora gently tapped his hand. “Go wash your hands first, Sweetie,” she reminded him.Rayden smiled brightly and hurried to the kitchen sink.As Amora placed the utensils on the table, she noticed Regis also reaching for the sauce on the lasagna.However, he quickly withdrew his hand when Amora shot him a look, then followed Rayden to wash his hands first.Not long after, the three of them were seated around the spacious rectangular dining table.Amora felt a bit out of place. It had been so long since she’d eaten in such a fancy room.Usually, she shared meals on their worn-out sofa with Rayden, where there was no distance between them. N
One eyebrow of Regis shot up. “Oh really? So there’s someone more annoying than me?” He teased, chuckling softly.Amora shot him a sharp look, making him stop laughing.“So, what’s bothering you about this person? Can’t you just relax like you do with me?” Regis reminded her.“She’s not just annoying, Regis. She’s really mean!” Amora replied, her emotions spilling over.Regis furrowed his brow, now even more curious about who she meant. “In that case, you should just make her regret it. What can’t you do right now, Amora?”Amora rolled her eyes. She knew she was above Lisa's status, but she didn’t know how to silence the woman’s arrogance.“What do you think I should do to make her stop bragging?” Amora asked, seeking his opinion.Regis paused for a moment before answering, “If it were me... I’d shoot her.”Amora let out a long sigh, slapping her forehead for asking such a silly question. “Regis, I think I asked the wrong person,” she replied regretfully.A small chuckle escaped Regis
"Ray, wait a second," Amora interrupted, her voice filled with concern. "Why, Mom? Am I not allowed?" Rayden asked, his eyes looking sad. Amora knew how much Rayden wanted to boast about his dad to his friends, but she thought she needed to clarify things with Regis first. She needed something in writing about Rayden’s status. "It’s not that. I'm not stopping you from telling your friends or your teachers, but … I think it's better if we meet your dad’s family first," Amora replied cautiously. Amora didn’t want to hurt her son's feelings. An anxiety had crept into her mind—she worried that Lorenzo's family might not fully accept Rayden. Even though it was just a worry with no proof, Amora thought it best to clear things up first. Rayden’s tiny hazel eyes studied his mother closely. He didn’t understand why she wanted to meet his father’s family first, but he figured she had her reasons. "There will come a time when you’re officially introduced, Ray. Without you having to shout
Amora's body froze in place, her eyes squeezed shut for several moments as her heart raced uncontrollably. She cursed herself inwardly for being caught by Regis before she could leave the scene. "Amora?" Regis's sharp gaze narrowed as he spotted her back, a smirk slowly forming on his lips. "What are you doing lurking over there, hm? Were you peeping on me?" Immediately, Amora turned to face him. "W-Who’s peeping?!" she retorted, her eyes refusing to glance down. She was afraid of seeing something she shouldn’t. "Oh, really? Because that perverted look on your face says otherwise. Still want to deny it?" Regis teased, wiping the water off his face. Amora clenched her jaw, her teeth grinding in frustration at having given him an opportunity to mock her. "Your eyes must be blurry!" she shot back, her emotions boiling over. But she didn't want to linger there for a verbal sparring match with him. She stomped her feet and intended to head back inside, but in her haste, she bum
Amora could feel a shiver run through her body just from Regis's light touch. ‘Damn!’ she cursed inwardly.She quickly turned her face away from the tempting sight that was messing with her mind. “Well, I thought you weren’t wearing anything,” she muttered.“Why? Would you prefer if I didn’t wear anything?” Regis teased, laughter lacing his words.“No!” Amora shot back, making herself sound even sillier. She rubbed her throbbing temples.Arguing with Regis only made her head spin more. “You should’ve closed your door, so I wouldn’t have walked in,” she blamed him.Regis smirked. “This is my room, Amora. I’ve never bothered with that before.”“But now we’re living together, Regis. You need to get used to it,” she reminded him.A small chuckle escaped Regis's lips. He stepped closer, backing Amora against the transparent glass door behind her. She turned her face away from his hungry gaze.One of Regis's hands rested on the glass door. The other hand grabbed her chin to turn her face to