Victoria carefully placed a cup of warm lemon tea on the table. The aroma filled the room, which was decorated with dark wood and dim lighting.“Here's your tea, Mr. Logan,” she said quietly, making sure her voice remained calm even though her mind was in turmoil.The man glanced briefly at the cup, then looked back at her intently. His blue eyes looked sharp in the light of the lamp.“So... can you talk properly now?”Victoria frowned. ”I've been able to talk all along.”“But why are you so scared as if I were a ghost?” Logan replied sarcastically. ”In case you've forgotten, this is my office. And why are you here? Don't you have a room that you have to sleep on the sofa?”Tonight Logan sounded more talkative than usual. His expression was livelier, not as rigid as when he met Grace a few hours ago.Victoria knew why. Logan played his role perfectly in front of his aunt—not only to protect himself, but also her and Ben.Although Ben initially worked under Grace's orders for money, th
That morning, the Victorian world seemed to collapse.The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway, accompanied by the panicked screams of a servant.“Mrs. Victoria! Please hurry to Abigail's room!” Hani shouted, almost out of breath.Victoria immediately took off the apron she was wearing. This morning she had deliberately woken up early to prepare breakfast for Abigail and Logan, but Hani's words just now made her heart race.“What's going on, Hani?” she asked anxiously.However, the maid did not answer, she just turned and ran back to her daughter's room. Without thinking twice, Victoria followed her.As soon as the door opened, the sight in front of her hit her like a storm. Abigail's small body lay on the bed, convulsing with a face as pale as paper.“Abby!”Victoria rushed over to her, her hands trembling as she tried to touch her. The child's breathing was short and irregular,
Victoria sat in the hospital garden with a blank look on her face. Her thoughts wandered to many things—Abigail lying weak in the treatment room, her angry words to Logan, and Grace's offer that felt like a subtle trap.The sound of soft footsteps approached. Anna, one of the nurses who had been taking care of Abigail from the start, looked at her sympathetically.“Are you okay, Miss Victoria?” she asked gently.Victoria raised her head, trying to smile even though her heart was still heavy. ”I'm fine. It's just that ... I think Abigail is doing better than before.”Her hands squeezed each other, trying to ease the anxiety that bound her chest. Although most of her words were true, the real reason she was here was Logan's words.How could that man say such a thing so easily?Anna patted her shoulder softly. “Calm down, Miss Victoria. I'm sure Abigail can get through this difficult time. She's a strong girl, like her mother.”The words brought a little warmth to her heart. ”You're righ
Victoria raised her head, trying to ward off the lingering sleepiness. The door opened slowly and Logan appeared in his trademark leather jacket. His face looked tired, but his eyes were as sharp as ever.“When did you arrive?”“I need to talk,” he said bluntly. There was no answer to his question, making Victoria growl in annoyance.“Mr. Logan, this is not the right time. I'm tired, and Abigail would look for me if I wasn't by her side.”Logan sighed deeply, moving his wheelchair closer to her. “I know you're mad at me, Victoria. But this is important. Can we talk? Just for a moment. “At first Logan wanted to be forceful, but when he visited this room last night he felt sorry for Victoria's tired face. Even though the woman could have gotten enough rest, as Logan thought, she wouldn't leave Abigail under the supervision of someone else just like that.Victoria's love and affection for her daughter wa
Victoria had just returned to Abigail's treatment room when sleepiness struck again. She sighed, trying to gather the energy left after her long conversation with Logan.“I need to sleep,” she murmured, half-whispering to herself.“Get enough rest.”The voice made her turn her head. She almost forgot about Logan, who was now standing in the doorway, staring at her with a difficult look in his eyes. Victoria just nodded slowly in response, letting the man leave without another word.Ben, who was standing not far from Logan, also said goodbye with a respectful nod before they both left the hospital.Victoria stared blankly at the door of Abigail's treatment room again.“What ... should I reconsider Logan's words?” she thought to herself. There were many things that bothered her mind, but she knew it wasn't the right time to make big decisions. She had to calm down first.Inside the room, Abigail was still asleep with a pale face. The IV was still attached to her small hand, while the me
Victoria sat in the corner of the room, carefully watching the interaction between Abigail and Logan. There was a real warmth between them—something rarely seen in Logan's usually cold demeanor.“Looks like I'm being left out,” she muttered quietly, more to herself. But, strangely, a small smile still adorned her face.Abigail seemed much more cheerful since Logan arrived. The little girl asked a lot of questions, and Logan answered them calmly, straightforwardly, but still full of tenderness.Occasionally, the man asked Victoria questions, but the woman was reluctant to respond too much. Whatever Logan said, she still found it hard to fully believe his intentions. She knew Logan wanted something from her—consent to move Abigail to Grace's recommended hospital.Even though Logan had put his trusted people in charge of watching over Abigail, Victoria still couldn't allow her daughter to be alone without her own supervision. However,
“Abigail's condition is much better. But you still have to consider my advice, Victoria. Don't delay too long.”Chris's voice sounded firm, but still sincere. The look in his eyes showed deep concern. “As the doctor who treated Abigail from the start, I am trying my best for her condition.”Victoria nodded in understanding. She knew very well how much attention Chris paid to her daughter. I don't know how much help that man has given since Abigail was too young to understand that she had to visit the hospital often just to make sure her health remained stable.“You too, Victoria. Take care of your health. Your face is too pale. Get enough rest.”A slight smile appeared on Victoria's lips. “Is it that bad?”Chris nodded without hesitation. He wasn't the only one to say it. Logan had also repeatedly asked her to rest, not to mention Chelsea and Ben who kept warning her not to push herself too hard.They even urged her not to hesitate to ask for help if needed.Victoria was used to doing
Victoria sat in front of Chris with mixed feelings. The man's face looked a little tense as he conveyed his decision to transfer Abigail to another hospital.Chris stared at her intently before finally saying in a soft voice, “Victoria, are you sure about this decision? I'm not saying another hospital isn't good, but Abigail has been getting intensive care here, and we understand her condition well.”Victoria swallowed, trying to keep her tone steady. “I understand, Doc. But the facilities at that hospital are more complete, especially for the long-term care that Abby might need. And... there is someone who fully supports this move.”Chris sighed. There was a glint in his eye that made it even harder for Victoria to shake her doubts.“I only want the best for you and Abby. You know that, don't you?”Victoria nodded. Her heart felt heavy, but she couldn't let her emotions get the better of her logic. “Of course, Doc. I really appreciate everything you've done. But I have to try everyth
The slowly improving relationship between Victoria, Lucy, and her mother brings a new atmosphere to their lives. Although Victoria remains vigilant, she cannot ignore their efforts to repair the relationship. Abigail seems happy, and that is her top priority.Logan, as always, is her loyal supporter. He understands how difficult it is for Victoria to accept them back, but he also understands that giving them a chance is a necessary step.“What do you think, Victoria?” Logan asked one evening as they enjoyed tea in the garden. ‘Do you feel they have really changed?”Victoria stared at the star-studded night sky, pondering her answer. ’I want to believe it, Logan. They seem sincere. But old wounds don't just heal.”Logan held her hand, providing a calming warmth. “Let's just take it slow. I know you're doing this for Abigail's sake, and I'm proud of you.”A few weeks after their first visit, Lucy and he
It was a sunny day with a gentle breeze carrying the scent of flowers from the back garden. In the living room, Victoria was sitting with Logan, discussing their weekend plans, when the sound of the doorbell suddenly broke the silence.“Who is it so early in the morning?“ muttered Victoria, getting up from the sofa and walking towards the door.When the door opened, a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face. Lucy and her mother, Abigail, were standing there. Their faces looked a little tense, although they tried to look calm.“Victoria,” Lucy said in a low voice. “May we come in?”Victoria was silent. Old memories flowed back into her mind—the wounds they had left on her and Chelsea were still clear. However, before she could answer, Logan was already standing behind her.“Please come in,“ he said firmly, his tone neutral.The atmosphere in the living room was filled with tensio
After a very pleasant honeymoon trip, Victoria and Logan finally returned home. As soon as they entered the living room, Abigail's cheerful voice immediately greeted them.“Mom! Papa Logan!” she exclaimed, running energetically.Victoria immediately stretched out her arms, welcoming her daughter in a tight hug. ”Mom, I miss you so much, sweetheart. How are you?”Abigail smiled broadly. “I'm fine, Mom! Aunt Jesslyn and Uncle Frans are very kind. We baked a lot of cakes!”Logan, who was standing next to her, leaned over and kissed Abigail's forehead lovingly. ”Dad misses you too. You're getting smarter, aren't you?”On the sofa, Jesslyn sat down with a warm smile. Victoria approached her, still holding Abigail's hand.“Jesslyn, thank you for taking care of Abigail while we were away,“ she said sincerely.“No need to thank me, Victoria,” Jesslyn replied gently. &ldqu
The days passed happily. Logan, who had to rely on a cane to walk, was finally able to move normally again. The long recovery paid off, restoring the confident smile that had disappeared from his face.Abigail also showed tremendous progress. Her health was increasingly stable, even good enough to take exams to enter a normal school. This was a big moment for her family, especially for Victoria. She knew how important education was for Abigail's future, and she wanted to make sure her daughter got the best.In the midst of all the busyness, one night, Logan approached Victoria with a confident look on his face. They sat in the living room after Abigail went to sleep, enjoying the warm tea Victoria had just made.“I have a plan,” Logan said suddenly.Victoria looked at him curiously. “What are your plans?”Logan smiled, his eyes shining like a child holding a big surprise. ‘Vacation. Just the two of us.”Victoria was silent for a moment. ’Vac
That morning, Victoria felt a little nervous. Frans had informed her that Jesslyn, his wife, would be visiting. Although she had agreed to accept this situation for Abigail's sake, there was anxiety that she found difficult to dismiss. What if Jesslyn objected? What if this meeting complicated matters?The front door of the house opened as the servant opened it. Frans entered first, followed by an elegant-looking woman. Jesslyn's smile was friendly, but Victoria could sense the tension hidden behind that expression.“Hello, Victoria,” Jesslyn said as she extended her hand.Victoria shook her hand gently. ”Hello, Jesslyn. Thank you for taking the time to come.”Jesslyn sat in the living room, her eyes occasionally glancing around the house. “What a beautiful house,” she commented briefly.“Thank you,” Victoria replied in a neutral tone. She offered tea and cake in an attempt to break the ice.For a moment, there was only silence between them
Victoria sat in the living room with Logan. The cup of tea in her hand had long since cooled, while her thoughts were constantly haunted by the terrible events of some time ago. The smell of smoke and the sound of cracking wood on fire still felt so real every time she closed her eyes.“Grace won't be getting out of prison anytime soon,“ Logan finally spoke up, breaking the silence between them.Victoria looked up, staring at the man in front of her with a questioning expression.“How can you be so sure?” she asked, her voice slightly trembling.Logan sighed before answering, “There is a lot of corroborating evidence. The police have found records of her illegal transactions, evidence that she hired someone to burn down our house, as well as documents showing her motive for destroying Dallas Corp. Believe me, Victoria, Grace won't be free for a long time.”Victoria bit her lip, trying to digest Logan's words. How
Victoria's life is slowly returning to calm, something she hasn't felt in a long time. What previously only felt like a dream is now a reality. Every morning she wakes up grateful that Abigail is getting healthier, and Logan, who is slowly recovering from his leg injury, now hardly needs a cane to walk.The kitchen is now Victoria's favorite place. The smell of cooking fills every corner of the house, bringing a warmer atmosphere. Logan and Abigail often join in, helping or just chatting while waiting for the food to be ready.“Morning, Mom!” Abigail's cheerful voice breaks the morning silence.Victoria turns and sees her daughter running towards her. The little girl's smile is always an encouragement to her.“Morning, sweetheart,“ she replied, brushing Abigail's still slightly tangled hair.Soon, Logan emerged from his small study. He looked fresh in his casual shirt that hung loosely on his frame.“What is tha
After weeks of hospitalization, Abigail was finally allowed to go home. The news felt like a miracle to Victoria. Their journey had not been easy, and she never expected this day to come so soon.“Are we going home, Mama?” Abigail looked at her with sparkling eyes, her fingers tightly gripping her beloved rabbit doll, which was starting to get shabby.Victoria nodded, smiling warmly. “Yes, dear. We're going home. But remember, you have to follow Doctor Chris' advice, okay. Don't get too tired.”Abigail nodded excitedly. ”I promise, Mom!”While Victoria took care of the administrative documents, Logan went home first to make sure the house was ready to welcome Abigail. He was always like that—taking on a role without saying much.When Victoria received a call from Logan, she just found out that the man had prepared a little surprise.“Abigail should feel really welcome at home,” Logan said
That night, the hospital was quiet. Victoria sat on a small sofa in the corner of Abigail's treatment room. The little girl was fast asleep after a light conversation with her mother a few hours earlier. Logan stood by the window, staring blankly out. Occasionally he would shift his gaze to Victoria, then fall silent again.Victoria sighed softly. She could feel the anxiety hanging in the room. Logan rarely looked like this—so deep in thought. It made her feel guilty. The decision to involve Frans in Abigail's rescue was made in a panic, without having time to discuss it with Logan.“Logan,” Victoria finally called out, breaking the silence.The man turned slowly, his expression still flat. “Yes?”Victoria got up from where she was sitting and walked over to him. ‘I know something is bothering you. I can feel it.”Logan shook his head slowly. ’I'm just tired, Victoria. Too much has happened in the las