I laughed. "Oh my God, he's so done with us now. Come on."Soren dropped me off at my company's lobby. It was peak hour, and I ran into several people outside. They greeted me as usual, but their eyes kept darting toward the black Audi that had brought me here.I should have gotten out of the car earlier…Well, they'd already seen me. Might as well get used to it. I glanced back at the man inside and said, "I'm off. Bye!""I'll come for you later.""Alright."I turned and sashayed into the building, my heels clicking against the floor.Sure, I had to appear in court again tomorrow, but that did nothing to dull this feeling of being on top of the world.Maybe I had finally found the courage to live.I wished it could last longer, though.-As soon as I stepped into the office, Cameron appeared, gripping a mop. "You! We need to talk!"My mood soured. "What? Starting another rebellion? Do you need another lesson?"I had sent her information to debt-collection companies with q
As Soren showed me around, introducing the architecture, all I could think was, 'How the hell could I possibly not like this?!'There weren't many villas of this size and value in all of Metropolis. And beyond that, the entire place had been designed with aesthetics and art in mind.Instead of answering him, I asked, "Won't you feel a little empty? It's a big house for one small you."Soren smiled and tapped a few buttons on his phone, activating the AI system."I like my place quiet, so it's not too bad. There are no housekeepers or maids here, but my parents regularly send some of our retinue over to keep it clean."I nodded. "Sounds good."Still, I couldn't shake the thought, 'Why am I here?'Was I going to live here now? I hadn't even brought fresh clothes.Besides, staying at his place after we'd only just started this relationship meant something, right? Were we really moving that fast? It felt so soon…I was so lost in thought that I didn't notice Soren had walked away.
I stared at him, stunned."Ah, I mean… I just think that unit isn't comfortable enough for you. Bullet doesn't even have enough space to roam.""You even thought of my dog?" I replied, leering at him with a half-smile.Honestly, I was overjoyed that he cared. God, this guy had to be an angel.Soren could tell. Emboldened, he took my hand and brushed his thumb over my palm. "Well, he's family to you… so he's family to me, too."His gaze softened. "So, what do you think? If you like it here, stay over. I swear I won't cross any boundary you set. I won't do anything you don't consent to—until you've finally accepted me."It was hard to say no to all of this. But I hesitated.Moving into another man's house alone felt like handing myself over to him. It would be easy for things to happen, right? Roommates could turn into something more with just the right spark.And what about when we broke up? I'd have to pack my bags and leave all over again, like last time. That had been humilia
There was no way I was putting those things together. What would that make me? A gold-digger?Soren nodded solemnly. "Of course, of course. That's very you, Taylor. Sorry for questioning it.""Well, you could give me a discount on the interest," I said mischievously."Definitely! And there's no deadline for when you have to pay it off!""Thank you, Lord Soren."I thought he might be displeased that I rejected his offer to clear the debt, but I should have known better.Generous, understanding, and always accommodating—this was exactly who he was.-Edith's case went to trial today.I almost didn't recognize her. She had grown haggard and thin since being held in the detention center.No wonder Sally had begged me in public to help—and her brother had wanted me to settle out of court no matter the terms.They must have regretted so many of their life choices now.Soren insisted on coming with me and wouldn't take no for an answer. I told him not to make a public appearance,
"Shut up, Mom! Shut the hell up!" Edith screamed at Sally. "This is exactly what she wants! She wants you to beg her, like a sicko!"Then she turned to me, bellowing, "You fucking sick bitch! Try and kill me, I dare you! Because if I don't, and when I'm out, you're fucking dead. I'll make you pay!"I hated myself for trying to be kind. This was what I got for all that effort?!"Fine! Fancy yourself a warrior? Then enjoy your stay in prison!" I shot back before turning away.-I met up with Soren, who sighed. "Changed your mind at the last minute, didn't you?"I pressed my lips together, exasperated. "I just… I thought it was time to let this go, you know? My life is full of joy and blessings. I thought I could be a good person one last time for her. But she didn't want it after all."I looked at him. "You must think I was pretty stupid, huh?""No." He shook his head. "To err is human. To forgive, divine. They were the ones who were wrong for rejecting kindness when it was given
Soren glanced at me and opened his door, then circled around to open mine."Want to enjoy some sun?" he asked hesitantly.The weather was pleasant—warm sunlight, a mild breeze. I nodded and let him take my hand.We sat on the car's hood, gazing at the river.After a while, he finally asked, "Are you feeling better?""Yeah.""Your dad's sick in prison.""Yeah. I only found out yesterday."So that was why Cameron hadn't put on a show—she'd planned this instead.Soren hesitated before asking, "What do you plan to do?""Don't care," I said instantly."She won't let you off that easily," he pointed out.I said nothing. I knew what he was getting at, but the thought of it repulsed me.I turned to Soren. Sunlight hit our eyes, making us both squint slightly.After a pause, I said mechanically, "This is my family's problem. Can you let me handle it on my own?"Something faded from his handsome features.A pang shot through my chest. I looked away, focusing on the river.The fa
I leaned into Soren's chest and felt it undulate as he spoke. Guilt filled me. He was so kind to me, even as I kept trying to keep my distance.I hated myself for it, yet I couldn't open my heart to him either."Damn it, Soren!" My voice was muffled against his chest."Yes?" he asked, glancing down, his breath warm against my ear.I pushed him away and took a few deep breaths."Are you really not mad at me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.He wiped the tears from my eyes."You're tormented enough as it is. Why should I be mad at you? That would only add to your suffering," he replied, his tone calm.I couldn't even put into words how deeply his words moved me.When searching for a partner, one should seek kindness, not just someone who was kind to you. Those who were only kind to you were merely acting, pretending to be what they thought you wanted. But those who were genuinely kind had no hidden, unsavory sides to reveal.How fortunate I was to have known Soren sin
"I heard he's from a prestigious family. Don't they mind your status as a divorcée?" Lola asked.I laughed scornfully. "So what if I've been divorced? It's not like I killed someone.""I'm just looking out for you! Quit being so sarcastic and ungrateful!""Oh, thanks, then! I'm busy, so goodbye." I moved to end the call."Wait! Let me finish!" she cried.I sighed and put the phone back to my ear. "What?""Do you know your dad's fallen ill? It's serious."I knew it. The real reason she called was Harry."What illness? Think he'll die before Spring?" I chirped glibly."How dare you?! Taylor, he's your father! He raised you. How about showing a little heart?" Lola chided."I did ask what illness he has. And whether it's fatal. That counts as concern, doesn't it?"Silence stretched between us before she finally said, "He's always had high blood pressure and diabetes. He managed his health before prison, but, well… it's not exactly a place for recovery. His condition deteriorated
"So what? It's always couples' intimacy hour everywhere," Soren replied with a grin, leaning in for a kiss.I turned away. "You reek of alcohol!"He sniffed himself, clearly thinking he smelled bad, too. I expected him to ignore it and keep going, but instead, he pulled me upright. "Let's go. To the showers!"I guessed he was worried that our first time after two years would be ruined by bad breath and stench.He tried to lift me into his arms, but I was concerned he might be too tipsy. We had a playful struggle before he finally scooped me up in a bridal carry."I told you. I'm not drunk!" he insisted.I realized there was no escaping him today, so I reminded him, "Our son is still at the hospital, Soren. With Aunt Sarah.""Mm-hmm. Once his mommy and daddy love each other very much, he'll see us.""Soren! Be serious!""Loving my wife is the most serious thing there is."-Two months later, my grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. Soren and I had only just woken u
I got up and shot Soren a glance. "You guys must have been worried about him over these two years. Thank you for taking care of him.""Why, you're welcome," Richard replied with exaggerated pomp. "He didn't torment us, actually. He took it out on his subordinates. He worked like a machine, and everyone under him had to do the same. You should really thank his employees the most!"A pang shot through me as I looked at Soren. I'd heard about this from Jean, but hearing it again from his close friends only deepened that painful regret.I thought I'd been kind, but it was likely the cruelest thing I'd ever done to him. And yet, he held no blame against me and still loved me.It moved me. I filled both our glasses to the brim.Soren looked baffled. "What are you doing? They didn't specifically want to make you drink—""A toast to our relationship, my love," I said, passing him his glass.Soren froze, clearly not expecting this from me.The crowd, though, had already erupted into che
Being with Soren felt like a walk in the sunniest, coolest spring. He told me he loved me, and that made me his equal.Know what? It made me feel confident all of a sudden.We locked eyes for a long time before I pulled away."I… I'm basically unemployed right now," I muttered.I was about to launch a new business, but my grandmother's illness and my son's age forced me to set everything aside again."It wasn't easy raising a child alone, Tay, so don't put so much pressure on yourself. Besides, with your skills, it's only a matter of time before your career takes off again."I beamed. "You really think so? That's a lot of confidence, dude.""Of course I do." He held my hands. "Starting a business takes time and energy, so how about you move in with me? I'll raise our son while you focus on what you want to do."I laughed. "Oh God, was that the whole point of this talk from the start?"Soren laughed as well, his handsome face relaxing. "Well, now that we're getting married, whe
Soren smiled. "No need to doubt. That was one of my ulterior motives."So he wanted me to agree to our marriage because he wanted sex?!I stared at him, unmoving."Come on, I'm sending you both up," he said, his driver's presence making things awkward.Soren took the baby from my arms and strode inside.In the elevator, he stared at me without blinking.I grew self-conscious. "What?""Nothing. I just wanted to look at you, not missing a single detail," Soren replied matter-of-factly. "I hadn't dared do that before we started talking again because I was afraid you might be upset."I felt even more embarrassed.He set Silas in the cot, then turned to me and walked away.It was too late. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I saw his face loom over mine and cried out, "Don't do this, Soren! This is Amanda's place!"His reason and restraint were still functioning, turning his kiss into a brief peck."When will you move to my villa?" he breathed."N
I knew what had happened to me. I knew what two years had done to my face. A woman aged much faster when she had a child, after all.Celebrities looked the way they did because they didn't bear the weight of child-rearing. They had the money to pamper their faces and dedicate themselves to rigorous exercise routines.I had raised my son on my own. I had help when I needed it most, but most of the time, it was just me."So, you don't think I've grown older and uglier?" I muttered.Soren laughed."Oh, I do!" he teased. "But you're the mother of my son.""What does that mean?! And you said you weren't pitying me!"He laughed again—this time, affectionately. "I was joking. I don't think you're any less than who you were back then. I actually wish you'd grow older, too. That way, only I remain by your side."I couldn't come up with a response to something so ridiculous."Do you need me to throw a grand, elaborate proposal to finally convince you I'm serious about wanting to spend t
"It's the way he looks at you. His eyes look suspicious!"Suspicious, my ass. Jamie was so far away from him by now that there was no way Soren could see anything in Jamie's "eyes."I sneered. "Don't be daft. He's got a girlfriend now." "Oh, really?""Yes, really. Can we go now?"My old colleagues had been staring at us, and I really didn't want to become the subject of their gossip. I just wanted to leave.Soren finally told the driver to go.Silas had probably exhausted himself from crying. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep in my arms.Soren stretched his arms out. "Let me.""I'm fine. It's okay for him to sleep like this. My arms are fine," I replied.I didn't want to give him an excuse to enter Amanda's residence with me again. I was only here temporarily, and I certainly didn't want things to get... steamy and intimate at her place. Besides, I didn't want to be steamy with him, period.Soren withdrew his arms sheepishly and snickered to himself.Annoyed, and
"Hello?""When are you coming back?" Soren asked in a low voice.I stood and left the lively private room. "I'm having lunch with some old colleagues. What's up?""Wow. So while I was trying to handle our son, you went out to have fun," he whined.Please. He wanted Silas with him—he was just being dramatic.The wine gave me enough courage to respond, "Weren't you the one complaining about missing out on your son's childhood? I'm just being considerate.""Fine. Where are you? I'll bring Silas to you. He wants his mom now—no one here can calm him down," he replied.Just as I had expected.I figured lunch was nearing its end anyway, so I gave him the address. "Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you at the entrance.""Got it."I returned to the room and quietly told Amanda, "I have to leave soon. You guys go ahead."She checked her phone. "Nah, we should all start packing up. We still have to work this afternoon!""Oh, right."I paid for our meal while the others chatted.Whe
The company had seen some new hires, but many were familiar faces.Case in point: Cherry Birkin. Now Amanda's assistant and principal secretary, she was ecstatic to see me."Tay-Tay! You're back!" she cried, rushing over to grab my arms. "It really is you! I'm so glad you came to see us. After disappearing for two years, I honestly thought you'd never come back!"Amanda, who had been the one to welcome me, stood beside me, smiling. "See? Your old colleagues have been complaining about you being heartless.""Aww, I'm sorry for being gone so long! How about this? Lunch is on me! Cherry, gather the old crew and invite them over!""You got it!" she replied eagerly.I stepped into Amanda's office—the same one where I used to work.A lot had changed in the interior, but everything felt warm and welcoming. The company was thriving under her and Jamie's leadership.There was a knock at the door. I turned to see the man himself."So, you really are back, Taylor," he said with a grin. "
I was irritated. If I were being generous, I'd say Soren was being proactive. If I were being honest, though, I'd call it disrespectful—he was undermining my agency!"I haven't even agreed to this yet!" I snapped, straightening my back and glaring at him as the seniors watched. "Who gave you the right to make decisions for me?!"Soren barely reacted. "You overthink everything. You hesitate more than you need to, so I thought... why not just ask your grandmother and aunt?"Turning to Sarah, he added, "What do you think, Aunt Sarah? Do you approve of us being together?"Sarah blinked, stunned, then shot a quick glance at my grandmother. My grandmother raised her hand, as though she had something to say. I leaned in immediately. "I'm listening, Grandma..."She took a deep breath, grasped my hand, and said, her voice raspy, "I can tell… Ren really loves you… You have a child now… It's good for you two to just get married."She paused, then added, "That way, I… can finally let go...