It was a good thing that Caroline knew how to cheer up Deborah. After calming her friend down, Caroline took Deborah to a stationery store—paradise on earth for Deborah, who didn't hesitate to buy several markers and pens of different colors, notebooks, some folders, and a few other office supplies with adorable designs."You never change; you almost bought the entire store," joked Caroline as they packed the shopping bags into the car.[You’re exaggerating.] Deborah was both amused and embarrassed by her friend’s comment."Ah... if only you were like this with your clothes and accessories, we wouldn't have taken so long to put your new wardrobe together."[Don’t say that. Here you are. I got you something.] Deborah handed Caroline a paper bag with some stationery items."Thanks," Caroline said, taking the bag. "But am I right or not?"[Um... maybe.] Deborah laughed, realizing she hadn't had this much fun or bought things for herself in a long time."Well, when you get back home
[Do you have hobbies too?] Deborah asked as she returned the shopping bags on the couch before resuming her seat next to the blonde for dinner."Um... well, it's somewhat similar since I love collecting Lego figurines."[The building blocks?]"Yeah, I collect the character figurines, and Lego releases new collections every season," he said excitedly, taking out his phone to show her some photos.[You must be quite passionate about this.] Deborah signed when she saw the endless stream of photos scrolling through Jayden’s phone."Yeah, in fact, my mom used to scold me because I would spend all my allowances on that." Jayden laughed at the memory. "But thanks to these blocks, I got into construction and happily inherited the company to build real houses and not just blocks."[Of course, your family is in the building construction business.]"Yeah, sort of. Sometimes we build buildings, and other times we buy old ones and renovate them."[I see...]"Speaking of building, as a kid,
"Tch..." grumbled the black-haired woman, who got up abruptly to stretch and massage her neck. "My love, that ungrateful girl hasn't replied to my messages," she said, approaching her husband sitting in his armchair."I doubt she's seen them, Vanessa" the blond man said, amused."You know, Frederick, if you're going to take her side over our daughter's, you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight.""I'm not taking her side, my love," Frederick said, holding onto the woman by her waist to make her sit on his lap, "But it makes sense that she hasn’t responded to your texts because I seem to recall that someone intentionally spilled wine on her stepdaughter's old laptop.""Oh... right, heh, I forgot about my little prank," Vanessa said as she looked into his eyes."Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go to her and teach that stupid girl a lesson because she hasn't called us all this time, and that angers me," Frederick said, his blue eyes reflecting great hatred."Well, you can't blame h
"Wait... what did she say?" Cassandra asked, frightened."Deborah isn't here? Where did she go?" Frederick interrogated."No idea, but what I know is that poor girl won't be coming back to this house. Good for her because only idiots like you would come yelling at her door," the woman said, annoyed as she closed her apartment door.The father and daughter were astonished because that was something they never thought would happen: Deborah leaving that house. Where did she go? With what money? Did she manage to win over Roger and move into that luxurious house old Mr. Peterson had given them?Many questions swirled in their heads, and as if it was fated, Roger happened to just arrive at the apartment, looking furious.He was lost in his thoughts, mentally cursing stupid Deborah because she had helped fulfill his father’s threat. Now he was just another employee who had been scolded by ‘his boss’ for being late. Roger swore he would make sure she never dared to escape from that damn
Blissfully unaware of the family drama unraveling in the Anderson family, Deborah was immersed in her own world, fully engaged in a discussion with Charlotte as they planned for Deborah to teach a sign language and Morse code class for kids.They spent the entire morning planning the class and discussing details of the structure of the lessons and class schedules. Their conversation had to end at 11 as Charlotte needed to pick her son up."Alright, Deborah, I think we’ve got most of the details down," Charlotte said as she walked to the door.[Yes.] Deborah wrote her response, a communication they had agreed to for convenience."In that case, see you tomorrow at five to show you the place where you'll be teaching. I’ll spread the word among the neighbors about the upcoming classes today too.” Charlotte opened the door and continued to say, “Well, I'll leave now to pick Michael up then make lunch."[See you later.] Deborah said her goodbye through her notebook, watching Charlotte l
‘I guess he’s busy today.’ Deborah blushed, realizing what she was thinking. ‘Whoa... Deborah, get a grip. You're not divorced yet and you're already thinking about someone else.’ Flustered, Deborah hurried into her house and put away the groceries.Just as she was about done, Caroline and Christian arrived with dinner.[Welcome.] Deborah greeted them at the door, letting them in."Hi, Deborah," the couple replied as they entered the house. Christian placed the bags on the table."It looks like you've settled in," Caroline joked, seeing a corner of the living room with the laptop and some open notebooks.[Well, it's my house. Besides, I like the view from the window, so I made it my workspace.] Deborah replied."That's the spirit," Christian praised her."Dear, clean your hands and help us set the table," Caroline instructed, taking the bags to start unpacking the food.Christian obeyed. When he returned, his partner asked him to open the wine bottle and serve some juice while
The day before had been very relaxing for Deborah. So today, she was determined to work towards properly owning this house, to make it her new home. After breakfast, she calculated how much savings she needed to buy the house from Jayden. She also wanted to make sure she had enough to get him a thank-you gift.Her calculations were interrupted when she checked the time—she had an online appointment with a client to discuss their tax declaration for this bimester. Deborah closed her notebook and logged into the online platform.‘Now that I have more time on my hands, I can easily handle four clients a day.’ She smiled—she had been handling a total of 20 clients per week without any issues before this.Once the appointment was over, she started drafting her report to send it to her boss.With this increase in clients, and if she saved her money well, she could have enough to pay for the upcoming hospital bills; the necessary clothes, furniture, and other items for her baby; the curre
"I don't care."[What?]"I don't care if the baby isn't biologically mine. If you allow me, I'll treat that baby as my own because I really like you, Deborah. And my feelings for you are sincere."[Jayden, I couldn't ask you for that.]"Why not?"[It's just... no... it wouldn't be right. This baby is Roger's, it's not yours—]"That baby is yours, and if you give me a chance, I'll strive to be a great father to him or her."[Jayden... but I'm not—]"I know, you're not divorced yet, but soon you will be, so I'll continue my fight to win a piece of your heart."[I don’t think you need to fight for that.] Deborah looked away with a slight blush.Jayden was surprised by her reaction, and his smile widened. "I’m delighted by your words."[I still don't know exactly how I feel about you, but I think about you a lot.] Deborah admitted."I know, let's take it one step at a time," he said, taking her hands. "But I like how things are starting."Deborah nodded, smiling at him.After