Arya had cried for a long time, and the boys had to call the nurse to sedate her so she could rest. In the end, Ayden sent a doctor to check on her and hired a nurse to help with milk extraction. The young woman had been having fevers from not extracting milk, and her breasts hurt, as well as the surgery. Despite feeling betrayed, the millionaire continued to pay the boys for the forty days she would be on bed rest.The funeral was scheduled for fifteen days later, so Arya could get up. According to the doctor, she had been left very bruised, probably due to the urgency of the surgery. That's why it took her a while to get back on her feet. Also, Bea had been sending things over to her house, but not everything.Suddenly, one of those days, Bea and Sebas came for her. She was to be transferred to Ayden's house."He promised he wouldn't see me again," she says."He's not in that house anymore, he left it to you so you can recover," Bea warns her and looks at the boys. "This way, you ca
Five years have passed since the last time Ayden Emory saw Arya Harley. He knew she was studying abroad, but never where. She had made a separate agreement to never disclose her location to the millionaire. Checking social media was useless, she wasn't on it. Searching for her was futile, as if she had vanished like foam in the sea."Miss Edwards, you have a phone call," his assistant announces at the door. "It's from Mark Emory.""Please put him through. Close the door, Dalila, please," she kindly requests."Hey Annie!" Mark greets her when she answers."Hey, Mark, how's everything going?" she inquires while pretending to brush imaginary lint off her tight skirt under her doctor's coat.Mark didn't usually often call, but when he did, she usually answered."Here, waiting for you to tell me when you'll be in New York," he comments, hoping she'll say the same day.Annie Edwards laughs shamelessly."Nice joke," she says. "You should come here for a couple of days instead. I'm free next
"Arya..." Ayden murmurs as he sees the woman standing in front of him dressed as a doctor with blonde hair.Doctor Annie Edwards entirely ignores him to take care of the child."Aryehn, I'm Dr. Annie, do you remember me?" she asks as she approaches the child and checks his pupils.Annie Edwards doesn't want to think that the person in front of her is her son. She blocks her thoughts to be able to attend to him.Ayden hears her and thinks that maybe he is mistaken. "But it's her voice," he muses as he realizes that her hair is now completely blonde. He can't see her face directly, so he doubts that he hasn't hallucinated.Annie begins to give orders to the surrounding nurses. The paramedic informs her of what they gave him and she completes the treatment. Her hands tremble a little, Ayden is a few steps away from her, trying to see her face."Take Mr. Emory out of the room," Annie demands of one of the nurses in a low voice.He leaves what he's doing and turns to Ayden. "Excuse me, you
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" Arya asks with a shocked expression on her face. She could expect the president to come and visit her, but never Ayden Emory."I just had to look up 'Annie Edwards' in the hospital directory to find your information," he confesses, still holding on to the door frame. "Nice name, by the way. Won't you invite me in?""I see your stalking tendencies haven't gone away," she remarks with a serious expression. "And you still haven't answered my question. What are you doing here?""I came to talk," he responds, lowering his arms and letting them drop to his sides. Ayden holds on to hope that she will behave amiably and that they can have a mature conversation."I'm sorry, my consultation hours are from 8 to 2, Monday through Friday," she announces irreverently.Arya tries to close the door, but he stops her."Do you really? You don't feel curious about knowing things about your son?" he questions, not believing Arya's insensitivity. He takes a
Capítulo 39 ¡Like Superman!"Good morning, champion!" Ayden greets his son and goes to his side to hug him."Daddy!" responds the little boy with golden brown curls, raising his arms for his father to hold him."Do you remember the doctor?" asks Ayden."The pretty doctor!" says the boy, smiling at her.Arya is excited to hear it; he called her beautiful without knowing she is his mother. Ayden smiles in approval."I couldn't agree more with you, Ary," says Ayden in complicity with his son."How do you feel today, Aryehn?" she asks, already knowing that his name is a mix of both names."I'm good, I'm strong," the boy responds, showing his tiny arm as a sign of that.This brings a smile full of mixed emotions to the doctor's face. Having Ayden and his son in front of her is not what she expected it to be."I have to go, but I'll be back later," she declares with a lump in her throat. "Take care of yourself, okay, and take care of your dad, he can be clumsy sometimes," she says, addressi
Arya had resisted the urge to confess to the little one that she was his mother. Once she moved away from him, she hurriedly left the room. Dr. Evans apologized on behalf of both and followed her out. As soon as they found an empty room, they locked themselves in."Sorry, Robyn!" she says, breaking into tears.She covers her face with both hands while she cries.Robyn Evans hugs her, and she wraps her arms around him. It's something they had done before, and neither feels uncomfortable. He, handsome and chivalrous, has always kept his distance."Don't apologize. Now I understand why it's so hard to get that man out of your mind," he whispers, holding her. She laughs a little and sniffs."I'll let you fantasize about him, as long as you promise not to divorce me," Arya laughs at her friend's nonsense and steps back."Thank you, Robyn," she says, touching his arms. "You always make me laugh when I need it."He smiles knowingly, but then the door opens with unexpected force.Ayden Emory
The restaurant has a beautiful terrace overlooking the sea."I know I've already told you, but you look gorgeous," Ayden compliments her again."Thank you, you don't have to keep saying it," she comments. "You're not obligated to anything. You know that.""It's not out of obligation, I genuinely have always believed you're beautiful," he confesses, pausing to take a sip from his wine glass. "Since the first time I saw you at the restaurant for the interview. A bit irreverent, but beautiful," he laughs with a hint of embarrassment.Arya looks at him, not fully believing it."I don't believe you, you barely saw me," she recalls."True, maybe I didn't keep my eyes fixed on you, but I did see you, especially when you left," he confesses, and she looks scandalized, causing him to laugh. "That's why I invited you to my apartment, to talk.""Oh... it's hard to believe. Back then, I was a bundle of nerves and bones," she reminisces sadly. "There wasn't much to see in my rear."Ayden laughs. I
Arya, who didn't know what to bring to Ayden's house, asks if she can bring him Legos. To which he agrees. She spends the whole morning with Robín in a toy store."I don't think it's a good idea... What if I end up bringing him one he doesn't like?" she asks her friend, who is already tired of hearing her."You know what, I'm leaving," he says, exhausted. "I'll go explore New York. You can stay here and look for what you need. If you don't know what to bring, ask other moms. The place is full of them," he points around and realizes it's true."Sorry for dragging you into this," she apologizes to her colleague. "I'll see you at dinner. If you get lost, let me know, and I'll come get you.""If I get lost, let it be in the arms of a handsome New Yorker," he murmurs, laughing so that the other shoppers don't hear him. Arya laughs and lets him go.Once alone, she checks on her iPhone what she can bring for a five-year-old boy. After a few minutes alone, browsing the internet, she feels ove