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
"Mom, I'm ready!" Aryehn shouts from somewhere in the house."Get in the car, Henry is already waiting for us," Arya replies.Aryehn grabs his phone and heads out of the mansion to the front entrance. Before leaving, he checks his notifications and reads a message from his father saying that he's already waiting for them at the main venue."Mom, Dad is already waiting for us!" Aryehn exclaims, making sure his suit is properly adjusted.Arya comes down in her burgundy dress, fitted at the bust and loose at the waist down to the knees."Mom, you look gorgeous!" Aryehn says, approaching her to kiss her on the cheek. "Are we ready to go?""Yes, everyone is waiting for us there," she affirms, taking the arm her son offers.Aryehn has grown into a handsome seventeen-year-old, chivalrous and formal, just like his father. Arya watches him with pride, happy to see him so content.Henry opens the limousine's door, and they get in. The escorts follow them in another car behind, but they ignore t
"He escaped last night, but we didn't realize it until this morning," the detective says. "We were following him, and he left clues, as if he knew this was going to happen."Arya remembers her brother telling her that he would take care of it, and seeing him lifeless is something she never wanted to happen."Jeff, no!" Arya screams, throwing herself onto his lifeless body. The officers try to pull her away, but it's impossible; she holds onto her brother tightly.Jeff groans, and she hears him clearly."He's alive!" she shouts to no one in particular. Paramedics arrive and approach him to provide assistance.Mark takes advantage of the distraction and elbows the police officer who is about to handcuff him. He grabs the gun lying at his feet and aims it at Arya. Ayden watches in a blur as Mark raises the gun.The police officer, wiping his nose, Mark with the gun aimed at Arya, and Ayden firing at him in the chest, right in the heart, his half-brother.Mark falls to the ground like a d
Five days earlier"What's on your mind?" Daniel asks when he sees his friend lost in thought."Mark's mother had a necklace with a ruby. I have no idea what happened to it," Ayden says, frowning, and as soon as the words leave the millionaire's mouth, Daniel feels a chill run down his spine. "Now, more than ever, I suppose Mark has something to do with this.""You're giving him too much credit; he's an idiot," the lawyer says disdainfully, not trying to imagine what he thinks he's imagining. "You know, he can hardly run that hospital. If it weren't for his assistant, it would collapse."Daniel can't pay attention to what's happening; he urgently needs to leave and check if the necklace his wife has is the same one his friend is talking about."Gabriel, it's Daniel, something urgent has come up, can you go for Arya and let her know what's going on? Ayden doesn't want her to find out through the media or let their son know what's happening," he informs while using the hands”free functio
Ayden and John take refuge in George's apartment, unable to maintain communication with the outside world."Sir, it's on all the news channels," John comments while continuously flipping through channels."I know, now it will be almost impossible for me to go out. No one can see us," Ayden affirms with an idea forming in his mind. "Besides, the fact that Daniel is missing. We should go look for him.""Not right now, sir, we need to hide," John explains, standing up. "It's best if we don't go back to your house, at least not until it gets dark.""You can stay here as long as you like," George says, taking out a couple of waters and snacks from the fridge. "I live alone, so no one will know you're here."Both John and Ayden exchange glances and accept. After all, they need some rest before venturing out again."Alright, after all, we've hardly slept. A little sleep will do us good," Ayden says, sinking into the sofa."At the end of the hallway, the door on the right is the guest bedroom
Mark's voice echoed loudly in Arya's ear, and she felt disgusted just hearing it."Is something wrong? You don't seem to want to answer," he inquired, feigning concern."Hello, Mark, it's not that. You caught me at a busy time," she lied, hoping he would hang up."I'm sorry; I just wanted to talk and see how you're doing. I heard about the attack and the blame on Ayden; it's all over the news now," he explained in a tone that almost convinced her. "Turn on the TV; it's on every news channel."Arya felt her heart start pounding in her chest. She felt anxious for Ayden, rushed to the living room, and turned on the television, desperately searching for a news channel. The anchor had a photo of her husband on the screen."I told you; it's all over the news," Mark repeated. "Please, tell my brother to be careful. I'll try to keep track of you, but you know I'm short-staffed and can't be in two places at once. Nevertheless... we have a pending conversation, remember?"Arya was taken by surp
Arya woke up with her son on her mind, an unhealthy concern gripping her as she rushed to Aryehn's room to check on her little one. She opened the door to find him curled up in the middle of his bed. Cautiously, she approached and settled beside him to give him a hug.Aryehn, sensing her presence, turned and nestled against her side."Mommy, I love you," the half-asleep boy murmured, hugging his mother."I love you too, my beautiful boy," Arya replied, holding him close. Over the years, the fear of not seeing him again had been overwhelming. But now that they were together, the fear of losing him paled in comparison to what she had felt before.While Arya contemplated what her husband might be doing at that moment, she allowed herself to enjoy this precious moment with her son. It wasn't until an hour later that Aryehn woke up fully, and they headed downstairs for breakfast."Good morning, Miss Harley," Tim greeted, emerging from his hiding spot and catching Arya off guard."You start
After such a shocking confession, Arya, with her heart equally heavy for her husband, hugged and comforted him until he fell asleep in her arms. Feeling him so vulnerable only fueled her irritation towards Mark.She thought about all the times she had been alone with Mark and regretted every moment of it. Deep within her soul, she lamented her stubbornness. Lost in thought, she fell into a deep sleep, unaware when Ayden woke up in the early morning to leave.He watched her in amazement, observing how she clung to the pillow, burying her nose to catch his scent on the fabric. Ayden couldn't quantify the love he felt for her, but he knew he would do anything for their son and Arya.Silently, he left the room, making his way downstairs to his office before exiting through the secret door into the hallway that led to the bunker."Hello, John," he greeted his bodyguard when he saw him leaning against the wall, finishing a cigarette. "Do you know anything about our escape?"John took out on
Ayden Emory was concerned about Arya's safety. He had provided a lot of security for her, yet the feeling of unease wouldn't leave his body. He feared for her and their son."Sir, everything is ready for us to leave whenever you order," John reported over the phone."We'll leave before four in the morning; we need to be in her building before she wakes up and have everything set up," Ayden declared, following the plan."Understood. I'll make some final arrangements for our fake flight tonight," John said before saying goodbye and hanging up.Ayden Emory was worried about the safety of his now wife and son. He knew Arya didn't adhere to the recommended security measures because she didn't care much about her own safety."Sir, everything is ready for tonight," John informed over the phone. "The van is loaded with everything we need to install the cameras in Mark's building.""Great, we'll leave in the early morning. We need to enter the building before my brother leaves so we can verify
The morning was very cold. Aryehn was still asleep, so they brought the baby monitor to the living room to hear in case he woke up.Gabriel was at the front door early in the morning, waiting for someone to open it. Henry, in charge of house security, now had to report the arrival of visitors to Arya first, to see if she authorized them or not."Miss Arya, Mr. Specter is already at the entrance. Should I let him in?" he asked with great formality as she descended the stairs."Yes, please, have him come to the kitchen, Henry," she replied, walking directly to the coffee maker to prepare coffee. Ayden joined her a few minutes later, just as Gabriel arrived."Good morning, sir, Mrs. Emory," the lawyer greeted with formality, shaking hands with the millionaire."Good morning, Gabriel, come in," Ayden indicated the chair in front of him in the dining room."Would you like coffee?" Arya asked, pouring a cup for herself and another for Ayden."Yes, please," he said, taking a few folders from