The doctor looked at Elena with a calm expression as he straightened his white coat. "There is no serious problem, Miss Elena. You're just tired. Make sure to rest more and don't overexert yourself." Elena breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Doctor." Nathan, standing by the hospital bed, folded his arms across his chest. "Exhausted, huh?" his voice was flat, but the look in his eyes was full of reprimand. Elena glanced at the man briefly and then looked away. "I'm fine." The doctor smiled slightly. "Stay careful, Miss Elena. You're pregnant, so don't take fatigue lightly." After getting the all-clear, Nathan drove Elena straight to her apartment. Although his mouth didn't say much, his gaze and demeanor clearly showed that he was still annoyed with Elena for being so careless in taking care of her health. When they arrived at the apartment, the door was immediately opened by Olivia and Katty. Both of them looked happy when they saw Nathan standing next to their Mommy.
That morning, Elena was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for her three daughters. The smell of toast filled the small room. Katty and Delya were already sitting at the dining table, waiting enthusiastically. However, Olivia was still standing by the kitchen door, her face looking glum. "Olivia, why are you so quiet? Come on, have breakfast," Elena said as she put the plate on the table. Olivia bit her lip, then looked down. "Mommy..." her voice was low, almost a whisper. Elena stopped what she was doing and looked at Olivia carefully. "What's wrong, honey?" Olivia took a deep breath, then looked at Elena with teary eyes. "There's a family event tomorrow at school. All my friends are coming with their moms and dads..." Elena immediately understood where this was going. She gently rubbed Olivia's head. "Honey, Mommy can come with you." "But my friends say that Daddy has to be there too..." Olivia squeezed the hem of her shirt. "Mommy... can you ask Daddy to come?"
That night, Elena stood in front of Damian's door. Her hands were shaking, not because of the cold, but because of the chaotic feeling. She knew very well how Damian and Isabella were, but for Olivia's sake, she had to put her pride aside. With a deep breath, Elena knocked on the door. Soon, the sound of steps approached, then the door opened. Damian stood there, dressed in a casual T-shirt and pants, his face looking tired and a little annoyed to see Elena in front of him. "What else?" he asked coldly. Elena swallowed. "I want to talk." Damian sighed harshly. "When it comes to the kids, we're divorced, Elena. I have no obligation whatsoever-" "It's about Olivia," Elena cut in quickly. Damian rolled his eyes, then huffed. "What now?" Elena bit her lip, fighting back the embarrassment that was starting to creep up on her. "There's a family event tomorrow at her school. She wants her father to come." Damian gave a short, sarcastic laugh. "And you expect me to come?" El
Nathan came out of the bathroom with a slightly red face. He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling awkward about what had just happened. Elena stood by the table, equally awkward. She avoided Nathan's gaze, fiddling with her own fingers, trying to ease the uneasiness in her chest. Nathan took a deep breath, then finally said, "Sorry." Elena turned her head. "For what?" Nathan rubbed his face. "I got carried away. I shouldn't have..." He trailed off, then looked at Elena. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Elena was silent for a moment before shaking her head softly. "It wasn't just you. I was wrong too, Mr. Nathan. I... I enjoyed your touch too, and that... shouldn't have happened." Nathan felt his chest pounding at Elena's words. He stared at her silently, trying to read the expression on her face. "Elena," Nathan finally stepped forward, unconsciously pulling Elena into his arms. Elena widened her eyes. "Mr. Nathan-" "One thing I want to know," Nathan whispere
Elena looked at the cheerful face of Olivia who was jumping up and down beside her. The school program was over, and the smile on her eldest daughter's face made all the tiredness seem to evaporate. Nathan walked quietly beside them, one hand holding the large teddy bear he had given Olivia. "How about lunch," Nathan said, glancing at Elena, who was still a little awkward after Olivia's statement. Elena smiled and pulled out her cell phone. "I'll call Tamara first. Katty and Delya can't be left for too long." She typed quickly and put the phone to her ear. Soon, Tamara answered. "El, relax, I can take care of them. In fact, Katty was teaching Delya to dance on TikTok just now," Tamara said with a laugh. "Seriously? Geez... well, I'll leave them for a while. I'll be back shortly after eating." "Take it easy," Tamara said in a soft voice. After hanging up, Elena turned to Olivia and Nathan. "Tamara said Katty and Delya are safe. So... let's eat?" Nathan nodded. "I happ
The atmosphere in the café was warm. Elena sat with Nathan and his three daughters, enjoying a lunch full of laughter. Olivia, Katty, and Delya looked so comfortable around Nathan, as if they had earned the affection of a father. However, the warmth suddenly faded when a middle-aged woman with an elegant appearance entered the cafe. Her sharp eyes swept the room until they stopped on Nathan. Her face hardened when she saw her son sitting with Elena and her children.Nathan, recognizing his mother's presence, immediately stood up. "Mom," he greeted in a flat tone.Mrs. Sonia approached, her gaze coldly fixed on Elena and her three daughters. "Nathan, who is that woman?" she asked sternly.Elena felt awkward and quickly stood up, trying to smile politely. "Good afternoon, ma'am. I am Elena, and these are my daughters, Olivia, Katty, and Delya."Mrs. Sonia ignored the introduction and looked back at Nathan. "I need to talk to you, Nathan. Now."Nathan sighed, then turned to Elena. "Sorr
Elena's footsteps sounded softly coming down the taxi. Her hair was neatly tied up, her face looked tired but determined. Just as she passed through the glass doors of Nathan's office lobby, a man in a black formal suit approached her with a serious face."Sorry, Miss Elena. I have a meeting outside. Please follow me."Elena was suspicious. But when she saw the shiny black sedan parked out front, she had a bad feeling. The window of the car rolled down slowly. Mrs. Sonia's haughty face appeared behind it."Come in, we need to talk," the woman said flatly, in an unassailable tone.Elena took a deep breath. But she stepped in anyway, opened the door and sat in the rear passenger seat. The door locked automatically. The car was still in place, but the atmosphere felt like it was moving into the abyss."What did Madame want to talk about?" Elena asked quietly, calm despite the rumbling in her chest.Without further ado, Madame Sonia took out a thick white envelope from inside her luxuriou
The sound of heavy rain hitting the glass of the building had been heard since the afternoon. The street lights slowly lit up as the sky grew darker. Elena tucked her drawing tools into her folder, took a deep breath and stared at her office window filled with the shadows of water drops.What a day, she thought. But all the designs are done, all the revisions have been sent, nothing else is pending."Miss Elena, you're not home yet?" asked Mila, wearing a light raincoat and carrying an umbrella.Elena stood up and straightened her bag. "Waiting for a taxi."Mila glanced outside. "It's raining really hard. I'll just wait in the lobby."Elena just smiled. After Mila said goodbye, Elena walked down to the lobby. Her shoes were wet from the puddles on the front steps. Her hair was starting to get damp even though it hadn't really left the canopy roof.Elana stood on the sidewalk, trying to order a taxi from the phone app. But everything was "unavailable"."Geez, not like this," she mutte
Damian still sat silently on the park bench behind the crematorium. A light rain had begun to dampen his hair and shoulders, but he didn't care. His fingers still clutched David's small cross necklace.Isabella walked over, her black dress dragging a bit of wet earth. She sat silently beside Damian, looking straight up at the gray sky.A few minutes passed in silence, until Isabella finally asked softly, "Damian, are you going to divorce me after this?"Damian turned his head slowly. "What do you mean?"Isabella smiled bitterly, still staring ahead. "I've heard the viral news. Elena... she is Queen Elisabeth. She also revealed that Alva is of Lancaster descent."Damian frowned."Are you going after her?" Isabella continued, her voice low but piercing. "Because she has given birth to an heir. A son, the heir you crave."Damian stared at his wife for a long time, his face unreadable.However, instead of answering, Damian stood up. He wiped his face wet with rain and tears."I have to ge
"So, what about Mrs. Sonia? Your mother?" asked Elena quietly, looking at Nathan doubtfully. "Will she approve of us? I know... she has high standards for a woman worthy of being her daughter-in-law."Nathan smiled a little and sat down next to Elena. "You know what? I've always admired Queen Elisabeth's designer work."Elena looked at Nathan with dilated eyes. "Really?"Nathan nodded. "She didn't know you designed for the brand. But when you appeared at the press conference in a black dress of your own design, my mom immediately said, 'This Queen Elisabeth designer seems to understand the taste of noblewomen. Elegant but not pushy. She also said that you deserve to be my wife.'"Elena could hardly believe it. "But will your mother accept my four children?""Yes, my mother accepts your four children, Elena." Nathan grasped Elena's hand tightly. "My mother will never reject you again."Elena was silent. Her heart seemed to be gently soothed. For the first time, she felt accepted."Than
Nathan touched Elena's chin, lifting her face slowly. "I love you so much, Elena..." he whispered, his eyes deep and expectant. "Can I kiss you again?"Elena's face flushed, but she turned her head to the side, shying away. "No, Nathan..."Nathan paused. His face tightened, disappointed but appreciative."Why?" he asked quietly.Elena let out a long breath. "I'm not the slut I was five years ago when I asked for your touch in the car." Elena looked down, if she remembered that incident, she felt very embarrassed. Nathan was about to speak up, but the sound of shoes stomping on the floor made them both turn their heads.A man in an elegant navy suit entered the room with steady steps. His face was gaunt, his jaw firm, and his eyes held a deep hurt."Damian," Elena murmured, her body instantly stiffening.Nathan stood in front of Elena reflexively, protecting her.Damian raised a hand. "Elena, where is my son, Alva."His eyes bore into Elena - and for a moment, there was an indescribab
Elena never expected the press conference this morning to shake the world so quickly. From the moment she stepped out of the Royal Empress Corporation building, her cell phone had not stopped vibrating. Thousands of messages, calls from the media, and even offers of cooperation from various big companies rained down on her.But what surprised her the most was not that.It was the two handsome, young, and successful men who came to her door for one purpose: to propose."Miss Elena," said George Moreau, CEO of Canada's largest technology company, with a charming smile and an intimidatingly confident demeanor. "I've been following your career for a long time. And after seeing that press conference... I knew I couldn't keep quiet any longer. I'd like to take you out to dinner. Would Miss Elena be willing?"Before Elena could answer, the second man spoke up."As for dinner, I've already made a reservation," interrupted Felix D'Angelo, the young Italian CEO who was known as a playboy but a
Elena stared at the tablet screen once more. David's picture was clearly displayed - an innocent face with a weak smile that broke the hearts of anyone who saw it. There was sadness in her eyes, but also something that could not be ignored: a cold feeling that infiltrated silently from a past that was not yet completely dead."I pity that child," Elena said softly. Her voice was almost drowned out in the sound of her own breathing. "He's not wrong. Not at all."Tamara noticed Elena's changing expression. "You look... confused.""I don't know what to do, Tamara." Elena sat back down, her body leaning weakly. "I loved that man once. Then he ruined it all. Wasted me, abandoned my children, and his family-" her voice choked, "they treated my three daughters like they were nothing. Even when they found out I was pregnant with Alva."Tamara sat down at Elena's side. "But you got through it all, Elena. You stood up, you raised them on your own."Elena looked at her friend with slowly hardeni
For the past two months, David, the only son of Damian and Isabella, has been hospitalized in the ICU of a renowned Swiss hospital. The five-year-old boy, once born full of hope and luxury, was now battling leukemia."Damian, David has a fever again," Isabella's voice was soft in front of the ICU room. Her hair, which had always been in order, was now pulled into a makeshift bun. Her face was pale, her eyes puffy.Damian stood next to her, wearing a black but rumpled suit. Her eyes had never really closed in the last two months. "I told them not to stop the chemotherapy even though his body is weak," he muttered, more to himself."David is not strong, Damian... his little body is too tired." Isabella hugged her own body, as if protecting her heart that was about to collapse.Damian clenched his fists. "He is the heir to Lancaster. David must be strong."The doctor walked quickly towards them. "Mr. Lancaster, David's condition is deteriorating rapidly. We need to get him into surgery i
"But I'm still going," Elena said. "Elena..." Nathan let out a long breath. "I know this may sound abrupt. But let me be honest," Nathan said"Just say it, Mr. Nathan.""I love you, Elena."Elena gasped softly. Her gaze darted away, but Nathan didn't let her down. He looked into Elena's face with sincere eyes."Five years I lived with your shadow. Five years I wished you would come back. And now you're in front of my eyes again. I don't want to miss this opportunity."Elena closed her eyes, trying to control her feelings. "Mr. Nathan, I can't return your feelings.""Why not?" Nathan cut in softly. "Is it because of the past? Because of the hurt you got from your ex-husband?"Elena took a deep breath. "I don't want to hurt anyone, including myself. I don't want to open my heart again, Mr. Nathan."Nathan stepped closer, his tone turning softer. "You won't be disappointed if you're with me, Elena. I won't hurt you."Elena looked at Nathan with teary eyes. "You have no idea how hard my
The International Airport was crowded that afternoon, as usual. People were passing by, welcoming families or rushing to catch flights. However, from among the crowd, a long-haired woman with sunglasses stepped gracefully, accompanied by four children. Behind her glasses, Elena's eyes swept around, breathing in the air she missed so much."Is this where Mommy used to live?" asked Alva, the soon-to-be five-year-old boy, clasping his mother's hand.Elena looked down and smiled, gently touching Alva's head. "Yes, dear. Mommy and your three older sisters used to live here.""Wow, I didn't expect that. I'm going back to this town," exclaimed Olivia, now a teenager, her face looking more and more like Elena.Katty and Delya were busy looking at the big buildings outside the airport. Their faces were enthusiastic."Everything looks different," said Katty."I was only three years old at the time, so I didn't really know the city," Delya continued.Elena just smiled a little. Five years is not
That morning, Nathan sat in his study with a cup of coffee that hadn't even been touched. He stared blankly at his laptop screen until a soft knock on the door broke his reverie."Come in," he said simply.His assistant entered with a brown folder."Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Nathan," the assistant said carefully. "There's an important letter that just arrived this morning. From Miss Elena."Nathan's eyes immediately sharpened. "Elena?""Yes, sir," Kevin replied as he handed over the folder.Nathan took it quickly and opened the folder. His eyes read it quickly, and instantly his jaw hardened."Resignation?" his voice was low but filled with unsuppressed anger.The assistant gulped. "Yes, sir. The letter is official. He has completed all his duties and-""Without my permission?" cut in Nathan, standing up from his chair. "He thinks he can just leave? How nice of him!"His assistant took half a step back, feeling the pressure of the man's cold aura."Have you tried contacting him?" asked