I knew my sperm donor was going to come for me with a vengeance. I was prepared."Please, in the realm of marital affairs, you're a repeat offender. How could you say I did this to you?" I replied. "Besides, your wife and son were the ones who sent you to jail. Technically.""How else could she have known if you didn't tell her?!" he barked."Well, she is my mom who raised me too. Technically. I reported the case out of the kindness of my heart. You should praise me for it instead," I shot back, feeling pretty pleased with myself."Feeling smug with your smart mouth, bitch? I should have strangled you when you were a baby!"Was this the sort of thing a father should say? I seriously thought he hadn't been locked up long enough."Did you call just to shout at me? 'Cause if you're done, goodbye," I said, disappointed.He stopped me."What? Not feeling enough? You need to be careful. If you rupture a blood vessel from your fiery temper, your wife and children might belong to someo
I didn't understand it at first, but the more I thought about it, the more it seemed that the Kenways might have orchestrated our interaction from beginning to end.This wasn't just about "the Kenways being good people." It felt more like "they were doing this on purpose."But why? I was an heiress abandoned by my own family. Even my civil partner had discarded me.Sure, I might have been easy on the eyes and skilled at tailoring, but so what? Those traits alone couldn't have been enough for them to care so much.Everything started to feel suspicious.Harry was still ranting, but I hadn't been listening until he shouted, "I'm talking to you, Taylor! If you think your mom's shares aren't enough, I'll give you one-tenth of mine, too! And don't even ask for more—this alone makes you the second most influential shareholder after me!"His words made one thing clear: he was trying to drag me into his failing business. He wouldn't have let me take the second spot otherwise.He truly wa
Could one of the Kenways need a blood source for their own rare blood type?My experiences growing up taught me much about human cruelty and underhanded schemes. Even my own family had no qualms about exploiting me.As such, how could someone who wasn't even a friend or family member suddenly be so kind to me?And to think, I had believed I was lucky to have met good people.Lisbeth's cryptic words from a few days ago only deepened my suspicion that the Kenways had ulterior motives in approaching me.Then there was Edward, who had warned me about them. Maybe he knew something I didn't.Fear and anxiety churned within me.How had I managed to visit their residence alone so many times? It was isolated, in the middle of nowhere, and so vast it would be easy to get lost.If they ever decided to harm me, I'd have nowhere to run.The only reason I was still alive must have been because my mother and grandfather were protecting me from above.Still, I couldn't help but laugh at myse
Soren rejected my proposal. "Nah, it's fine. It's hardly urgent. We can schedule another time when you're free.""I don't think I'll be free anytime soon. If my sister passes away, I'll have a lot to handle. I'd rather not delay your commission, so I'd like my assistant to speak with you," I said as sincerely and politely as I could.He wasn't foolish. He immediately sensed something was off. "Taylor, why does it sound like you're distancing yourself? Have I, or my family, done something wrong?"He was as candid as ever, never one to mince words.My tongue faltered. I couldn't come up with an excuse anymore.Soren added patiently, "Please let us know if we've offended you in any way. It's alright.""N-No! Quite the opposite. You… You've been so unimaginably considerate and kind to me that it's almost…"'Almost feels like a trap!' I finished in my mind.I didn't dare say it aloud for fear of offending them.He chuckled. "Have we been so friendly that you suspect an ulterior mot
I expected this, and yet it still hurt.In my mind's eye, Soren's silhouette was so vivid—we had only just met, and yet every expression he made, his smile, his gentlemanly gestures, and his kind mannerisms were etched into my memory.My melancholy lingered for a while, but when it was time to leave, I rose and mentally prepared myself for the hospital visit.Fighting the Joneses was an uphill battle. I had no time to waste lamenting feelings or sentimentalities. Time was the only relief I had now.-When I arrived at the hospital, I saw Harry and Cameron waiting. These two should have been locked up, and yet here they were, free as ever. Edward had to be behind it.Maddison's condition was as bad as they had claimed. She was hooked to all sorts of equipment—wires and tubes obscured her, and she relied on a respirator hooked to her nose.Her eyes lacked vitality. Her skin was sallow. She turned slowly and shot me a glare of resentment.Edward looked no better. Dark bags hung un
Edward already knew the kind of person Maddison was. He knew he had made a mistake in being with her.Unfortunately, his ego mattered more than his integrity, and he refused to admit his mistake. Instead, he kept telling himself—and everyone else—that she was different from the person she had already revealed herself to be.But now, Maddison no longer wanted to pretend. She had unmasked herself, and in doing so, she had stripped Edward's ego bare.How could he not feel embarrassed?Maddison knew her days were numbered. There was no reason to pretend she understood what "shame" and "decency" meant anymore.She extended her hand and said arrogantly, "Give me the bracelet! You signed those papers, so don't try to change your mind halfway!"I held the bracelet, meeting her gaze with a cold, unfazed stare.She turned to Edward for help."Eddy, please help me take the bracelet and let me wear it. Please?" she cooed weakly, raising her hand with difficulty.I looked into Edward's eye
Maddison sputtered, the machine next to her beeping an alert.Edward quickly leaned in and patted her back reassuringly. "Maddie, please. You should rest.""Don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, shoving him away.Then, she cackled lightly at me. "That's why your mom died so soon. It was divine retribution! Divine punishment! She deserv— Cough, cough!"She gasped for breath, struggling to recover from the violent coughing fit.Edward's expression darkened. He patted her back again. "Maddie, I told you, not one more word, alright? You need to take care of yourself. You've got everything you wanted now, haven't you?"His tone had risen at the end, and he was clearly upset.She looked away from me, staring at him in disbelief. "Did you just scold me, Eddy?""No, I was just frustrated for your sake," he explained, his voice calm but tinged with irritation."My sake? My sake?! No! You're doing this for her sake! For her! You don't want me to show her the truth because her poor, fr
Maddison abruptly stopped bawling, as though a thought had occurred to her.She released her grip on him and removed the bracelet from her wrist. "I don't want her things anymore! I don't want any of it—not this bracelet! I want you! I just want you!"She threw the bracelet at my feet.The room froze.I tried to catch it before it hit the floor, but I was too late—the bracelet shattered into pieces."How dare you?!" Edward suddenly roared.I froze, still staring at the broken pieces.Maddison was silent, too—maybe shocked by her own action or perhaps bewildered by Edward's response.I leered at her, my gaze burning with fury.Edward seemed taken aback by his outburst. He quickly approached me and crouched beside me, reaching toward the pieces hesitantly. "I'm sorry, Taylor. I…"I ignored him and turned away from Maddison, focusing on the shards.Suddenly, Edward turned to Maddison and barked, "Apologize to her, now!"Maddison pursed her lips and began sobbing again. "But I
"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...