‘Why does he have to show up at a time like this?’ Amora thought, her heart racing.Her eyes watched Regis anxiously, worried he might realize she had just seen something she shouldn't have.She gulped hard as she took in the sight before her. Regis had just showered, wearing only a towel covering him from the waist down.“C-can't you put on some clothes first before asking me anything?” Amora stammered nervously.She tried to distract Regis from the item she was currently trying to hide with her foot.Amora hoped he wouldn't notice. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Regis's sharp gaze easily read the situation. He looked down, his thick eyebrows knitting together when he saw what she was trying to hide.“What’s under your foot, Amora?” he asked, stepping closer.“N-nothing,” she replied, shifting her foot back and stepping on the soft package beneath it.Amora winced inside, cursing her luck. There was no way to escape now since Regis had bent down in front of her.He reached for
“Put me down, Regis!” Amora screamed hysterically.She struggled as Regis carried her over his shoulder. Her head was spinning more and more from being upside down. She could see the black dragon tattoo etched across his back, mocking her.Regis kept walking, ignoring Amora’s futile attempts to hit his back with her weak fists.“Jerk! Put me down! You filthy dragon!”Amora screamed again, fighting back harder, but Regis paid no attention until he threw her onto the bed with a swift motion.“Ow!” Amora winced.She grabbed her forehead, the dizziness from the rough landing overwhelming her. But she couldn’t focus on the pain. Something more threatening was happening right in front of her.Regis had trapped her beneath him. A sly grin stretched across his face, mocking Amora like a helpless rabbit caught in a snare.“Re-Regis, I’m warning you ... don’t try anything!”Amora stretched out her hands, pressing against his exposed, muscular chest right in front of her eyes.“Where’s all that
‘What does he mean? Is he indirectly confessing something?’ Amora’s mind raced in confusion.Her face immediately lowered. She didn’t want Regis to see the blush spreading across her cheeks.Amora glanced at Regis from the corner of her eye. He looked so calm as if nothing was happening. ‘Maybe I’m just overthinking this,’ she thought, sighing quietly.Amora hoped Regis would finish applying the ointment quickly.A few seconds later, Regis’s fingers stopped moving. However, he didn’t release his hand from Amora’s fist. His sharp gaze fell on the left side of her temple, where an old scar was visible.Regis knew that the scar wasn’t recent; it was from a long time ago. Without thinking, his fingers brushed over the scar, causing Amora to flinch and pull away.She quickly adjusted her bangs and cleared her throat. “Thank you—”“How did you get that scar?” Regis interrupted, clearly curious. He sensed there was more to the story behind the scar.“It doesn’t seem like just a regular fall,
Amora furrowed her brow, confused. “What gift are you talking about, Regis? I don’t recall—"“Rayden is the most incredible gift you’ve given me, Amora,” Regis interrupted, leaving her speechless.Amora hadn’t expected Regis to see Rayden as a blessing, just as she did. As she opened her mouth to respond, Regis gently patted the top of her head.“Thank you for holding on until today, Amora."Those words stunned her. The smile spreading across Regis’s face made Amora feel nervous.But his expression of gratitude touched her deeply. She never imagined he would say or do something so unexpected.For years, Amora had hidden the exhaustion and pain that came with seven years of ups and downs, constantly battling through hardships.Other than Emma, no one knew what Amora had gone through. Yet, Regis saw it all so clearly, even though she had never shared a word with him.Because of this, Amora's heart suddenly raced, and her hazel eyes started to feel warm.Regis was taken aback when he saw
The morning sunlight peeked through the thin curtains in Amora's bedroom. She was still reluctant to open her eyes, burying herself deeper into the blanket. The room was still cold, even though the sun had already risen."Mom! Mom!"Rayden's shouts abruptly pulled Amora from her dream. She quickly opened her eyes and jumped out of bed. But then, her movements halted for a moment.Amora rubbed her temples to stabilize her blood pressure. Waking up too quickly had caused a sharp pain in her head."Good morning, Mommy," Rayden called as he reached her first. He climbed onto the bed and hugged his mother.Amora furrowed her brow, gently pulling away from the hug and staring closely at her son. "What's wrong, Ray? Did something happen?"A bright smile spread across Rayden's face. "I was just told to wake you up. If you don’t get up soon, I’m really going to be late," the boy said sweetly.Amora's eyes widened. Her gaze shifted to the window covered by white curtains, where the bright morni
Amora's sharp eyes studied Regis’ face closely. The happiness radiating from him this morning made her feel uneasy. She clenched her clothes tightly, trying to figure out if something had happened last night while she slept soundly.“Mom, let's eat!”Rayden's voice snapped her out of her thoughts.Amora gave a faint smile."Go wash your face first, then we’ll have breakfast together and get ready to take Ray to school," Regis chimed in.Amora shot him a sharp look without saying a word, then walked back to her room.Regis smirked, recalling their conversation from the night before.He had been surprised when Amora reluctantly agreed to his request to sleep in the same room as him.At first, he had only wanted to see her reaction, but to his surprise, she agreed, although she remained cautious around him.Regis realized he had dug his own grave by asking her to sleep in the same room. When Amora went into the bathroom to clean up, his mind wandered just by seeing her silhouette through
"Good morning, Young Master," Mark greeted, already waiting at the entrance of the hotel.Regis gave a small nod. To Mark, his boss seemed unusually cheerful today compared to other days.As usual, Mark had come to pick up Regis for work, but today was different. He had another important task: taking Regis's son to school first."Looks like your new life is treating you well, Young Master," Mark said, full of admiration.One of Regis’s eyebrows shot up, and he gave Mark a sharp look. "It's not like you to be curious about my personal life, Mark. Why? Did my father ask you to report on me again?" he questioned.Mark quickly bowed his head. "No, Young Master. I haven't received any orders from him. I haven’t told him anything about Madam or the Little Master," he replied, defending himself.Regis smirked, patting Mark’s shoulder. "No need to be that scared. Do I look like I’m about to kill you?"Mark raised his head, though, despite Regis’s words, the smile on his face still held a dead
Regis smirked. "Your words wound me, Wifey," he said, holding his left chest.Amora could only roll her eyes lazily. ‘Could he have been involved in my firing?’ she wondered. But she couldn't question it in front of Rayden.Seeing his parents' interaction, Rayden could only sigh deeply. ‘How long will they act like cats and dogs?’ he thought.“Excuse me, Ma’am. We’ve arrived,” said Mark as the car stopped in front of the elementary school lobby.Amora was forced to set aside her conversation with Regis. She quickly stepped out before Mark could open the door for her.Rayden turned to his father and said, “I don’t mind if Uncle Carter picks me up, Dad. But next time, could you discuss it with Mom first?”Regis was stunned. He didn’t respond to his son’s words.“See you later, Dad,” Rayden said in a more cheerful tone than before. He hurried out of the car as Mark opened the door for him.Regis smiled slightly, shaking his head at how quickly his son’s mood changed, like the wind. He di