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
Victoria took a deep breath before entering the cafe that Grace mentioned in her message. The smell of coffee and the sound of clinking cups filled the air, but nothing could ease her anxiety. Her gaze swept across the room until she found Grace sitting in the corner, accompanied by her son James.Her steps paused for a moment. It was unusual for Grace to bring James to this kind of meeting.Carefully, Victoria stepped closer, trying to keep her expression neutral even though something in her wondered—what exactly did they want from her this time?“Victoria,” Grace greeted with a not entirely sincere smile. “Sit down. I've ordered tea for you.”Victoria nodded briefly and took a seat in the empty chair in front of them. James glanced at her with a slight smile, but said nothing.He decided to get straight to the point. “I don't have much time. What would you like to talk about?”Grace sipped her coffee slowly before answering. “Calm down first, Victoria. I just want to make sure every
Victoria walked quickly through the hospital hallway. Even though Noah had asked her not to rush, she couldn't slow down. It was as if an invisible force was pulling her towards Abigail's hospital room.When the door opened, the child's sweet smile greeted her—although her face was still a little pale.“Mommy!” she cried weakly, but it was enough to warm Victoria's heart.She immediately approached, gently stroking her daughter's hair, which had been tidied up again after the nurse cleaned it this morning.“How are you feeling today, sweetheart?” she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.Abigail smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Better, Mommy. Doctor Hans said I'm a VIP patient. That means I'm special, right?”Victoria chuckled, although her heart felt bitter. “Of course you are special. You have always been the most special in Mommy's eyes.”Abigail giggled, then pulled the blanket tighter. Her cheeks began to turn red, a sign that her condition was slowly improving. But
Victoria sat in the passenger seat, her eyes blank as she stared at the ever-changing streets outside the window. Noah's voice was faintly heard from the steering wheel, trying to get her to talk, but she only responded with a short murmur.Her mind was still full, circling around the conversation she had just had with Grace.Suddenly, his cell phone rang. Logan's name appeared on the screen.He took a deep breath before finally picking it up.“Woman, what took you so long?” Logan's voice sounded sharp, but there was something behind the tone—a concern he couldn't hide. “What did she tell you?”Victoria bit her lip, trying to calm herself before answering, “She's just making sure everything is going according to plan.”“Don't mess with me, Victoria. You know I can feel when something's wrong.”Victoria's gaze remained straight ahead, even though her chest felt increasingly tight.“Logan, I've made sure everything is safe. Grace just wants to make sure I do my job the way she asked.”T
That night, Victoria's body felt weaker and weaker. Her gaze occasionally glowed, and every step she took felt so heavy, as if all her energy had been drained. In the room, Ella looked at her with an expression of worry that was difficult to hide.“Mrs. Victoria, are you okay?” she asked, her tone soft but attentive.Victoria shook her head slowly, forcing a slight smile. “I'm just a little tired, Ella. Maybe I just need a little rest.”However, Ella's gaze remained sharp, full of doubt. “But you look very pale,” she said, her voice containing an anxious tone.“It's okay,” Victoria said, trying to reassure her. “Can you keep Abigail company tonight? I don't want her to be alone.”Ella looked at her doubtfully before finally nodding. “Of course, ma'am. But you should get a good rest. Should I call a doctor?”Victoria raised a weak hand, stopping her. “No need. I jus
In the kitchen, Victoria was cutting bread with regular movements. The scent of butter melting on a frying pan filled the room, giving it its own warmth. However, the silence of that morning was soon disturbed by the sound of a chair wheel sliding closer.Without turning around, she already knew who was coming.“You should have stayed in your room,” she said flatly, still focused on her work.Logan stopped beside her, leaning his arm on the edge of the kitchen table. “I'm bored,” he replied casually. “Besides, I want to see how you make breakfast for me.”Victoria sighed softly. She had no intention of arguing, so she chose to remain silent.Logan shifted his position a little closer. “What did you make?” he asked, his tone full of curiosity.“Toast and eggs,” Victoria replied briefly.“No coffee?” he teased, his tone light.Victoria glanced at him, then sh
Logan arrived at the Victoria family home quickly. His black car stopped gracefully in front of the fence, creating an aura of undeniable authority. With a cane in his hand, he got out, his eyes full of controlled anger.On the doorstep, James, Abigail, and Lucy appeared, their gaze filled with shock at the sight of the man.“What is this?” James asked suspiciously, his expression hardening.Logan stared at them sharply, without a shred of doubt in his eyes. ‘I hear you refused to help Abigail. But I haven't come to beg. I want to make you an offer.”“An offer?’ Lucy cocked her head, her expression instantly changing to one of interest.“That's right,” Logan replied firmly. ‘I will pay dearly if one of you is suitable to be a donor for Abigail. Cash, in large enough amounts to change your lives.”Instantly, James, Abigail, and Lucy's eyes lit up. Greed was clearly etched on their fa
That morning, Victoria sat next to Abigail's bed, her fingers tightly gripping the girl's small hand. Abigail's pale face cut her to the heart, even though she had passed her critical period the night before. The morning sunlight penetrated the window curtains, but its warmth was unable to dispel the anxiety that continued to haunt Victoria's heart.Chris entered the room with calm steps, a tablet in his hand. His face was serious, as always, but this time there was a note of caution in his voice.“Mrs. Victoria,” he called, breaking the silence. ‘I would like to update you on Abigail's condition.”Victoria immediately stood up, looking at the doctor attentively. ’How is she, Doc? Has she really passed her critical period?”Chris nodded slowly. “For now, yes. Last night's blood transfusion helped stabilize her hemoglobin levels. But...”Victoria could feel the tension in his tone of voice. ‘But
That morning, the sun shone warmly, illuminating the therapy room downstairs. Victoria stood in the corner of the room, watching Logan practice his little steps. The cane he used was starting to touch the floor less and less. He walked slowly, his leg muscles working hard to support his body.“Good, Mr. Logan,” Victoria said in a soft voice. ‘Try stepping your right foot a little further. Yes, like that.”Logan nodded without looking back, his focus entirely on the movement he was making. His breathing sounded labored, but there was no sign of giving up on his face.“I can go further than this, Victoria,’ he said firmly.Victoria smiled, admiring his enthusiasm. “I know you can. But don't push yourself too hard.”He paused, wiping the sweat from his forehead. ”If I don't push myself, how can I fully recover?”Victoria didn't answer immediately. Her words were true, although sometime
The man's gaze was sharp, as if he could see into his mind. “Don't let him bother you. I've taken steps to make sure he can't do anything.”Victoria nodded slowly, although her heart was still filled with an inexplicable anxiety.To take her mind off things, Victoria spent time with Abigail in the playroom. The little girl sat on the floor, busy coloring with a concentrated face.“Mommy, who was that angry person outside?” Abigail suddenly asked without taking her eyes off the picture she was coloring.Victoria was silent for a moment. Then, with a calm smile, she said, ”Just a rude guest, dear. Nothing to worry about.”Abigail nodded, but the look in her eyes showed a little anxiety. “I don't like people who are angry. They're scary.”Victoria rubbed her head gently. ‘Mama doesn't like them either. But don't worry, Uncle Logan and Mama will always protect you.”The little girl finally smiled, before handing over the picture she had just finished. ’It's for Mama.”Victoria stared at t
That morning, Victoria woke up feeling a sense of relief that she rarely felt. The anxiety that had been haunting her mind was slowly fading away. Logan was starting to show signs of returning to his old self—not just a wounded and angry man, but someone trying to find his way back.Sunlight filtered through the bedroom curtains, casting a golden hue into the room. Warm. Bringing hope.In the kitchen, Victoria began preparing breakfast. Every movement felt like a ritual, giving her time to reflect on the days they had spent together. Cheese omelet for Abigail, fluffy pancakes for Logan, and warm lemon tea for herself. Her hope was simple—this morning would be a better start for everyone in this house.“Uncle Logan is up, Mom?”Abigail's cheerful voice broke her reverie. The little girl stood by the table with shining eyes, full of enthusiasm as usual.“Not yet, dear,” Victoria replied, stirring the pancake batter. ‘But he will be out soon. This morning, we have breakfast together.”Ab
Abigail ran up to him, her big smile making her tiny face even brighter.Logan crouched slowly, trying not to put too much weight on his legs. He opened his arms, welcoming the little girl into his arms.“How was your day, Abby?“ he asked, rubbing her silky hair.“Today was fun!” Abigail exclaimed enthusiastically. “I learned a lot from Miss Hana, and... I was waiting for you to come home!”Logan's smile grew wider. This child always knew how to make him feel appreciated. “You're a smart girl,” he praised, pinching her cheek gently.From the kitchen, Victoria appeared. Her smile was as friendly as ever, but Logan could see something different in her eyes—something warmer.“Welcome back, Mr. Logan. How was your trip?” she asked politely.Logan raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. “Is that a new way of welcoming a husband?” he teased in a light tone, even though he knew the woman would maintain formality.Victoria chuckled, her expression softening slightly. “I have prepared a special
The car drove at a steady speed, cutting through the city streets which were starting to empty. The street lights glowed behind the window glass, creating a faint reflection in Logan's eyes as he stared into space.His mind was not completely at ease. The victory in the meeting room earlier had been a big step, but he knew the fight was not over. Grace and James were not the type to give up easily. They might have been cornered, but like wounded snakes, they could have attacked in a more cunning way.Logan sighed softly, then reached for his cellphone. His fingers moved quickly looking for a name on the contact list—Victoria.For a moment he hesitated, but finally pressed the call button.The dial tone sounded several times before a soft but alert voice greeted him. “Mr. Logan? What's up?”Logan leaned back, trying to sound casual even though deep down he just wanted to make sure the woman was okay. ‘What are you doing right now?’ he asked bluntly.“I just put Abby to bed,” Victoria r
Logan's steps into the large meeting room brought an almost suffocating silence. The board members sitting at the long table looked surprised, some whispering to each other, trying to digest the presence of a man who should never have returned.At the end of the room, sitting haughtily in the main chair, Grace stared at him with an expression that was difficult to interpret—surprised, angry, or afraid? However, in a matter of seconds, her surprise was replaced by the fake smile she used to cover her lies.“Logan,” she said in a gentle tone, like a hostess welcoming back a long-lost guest. ‘I didn't expect you to come.”Logan stared at her sharply, the thin curl on his lips resembling a sneer rather than a smile. ’You didn't expect it, Grace? Or did you just hope I wouldn't come back?”Several people in the room coughed quietly, clearly uncomfortable with the tension that suddenly filled the air.“Logan,” James tried to take over the atmosphere. ”We just want to make sure the company i
The car Logan was riding in drove smoothly on the highway, cutting through the hustle and bustle of the city that was starting to get busy with morning activities. From the back seat, his gaze was gazing out the window, staring at the tall buildings that seemed to challenge the sky. However, his thoughts drifted to another place—a past that had been a nightmare, and a present that gave him a glimmer of hope.It never crossed his mind that this day would come. The day he returned to the office. Back to a place that once felt like a second home, before everything turned into a battlefield under Grace's grip.From the front seat, Ben broke the silence. “All the documents are ready, sir. I made sure there were no loopholes they could exploit.”Logan nodded quietly, trying to calm the anxiety that was beginning to creep into his mind. “Good. Make sure we keep monitoring the situation from a safe distance. I don't want to make any rash moves.”Ben glanced over, his eyes full of confidence.