Heath, impeccably dressed, offered her a ride.Veronica accepted without hesitation, and they made their way to the hospital.Tension hung in the air as they entered the hospital ward.Veronica led, Heath followed, and they reached the ward’s entrance.The bodyguards were unfamiliar with Veronica.Now it was Alex guarding the door.He halted Veronica, addressing Heath, ‘Mr Carpenter, what brings you here?’Heath asked, ‘Where’s your boss?’‘He’s inside.’Veronica, in a stern voice, declared, ‘I want to go in.’With politeness, Alex asked, ‘May I ask who you are?’Heath explained, ‘This is Miss Jansen’s sister. Can we go in?’Alex maintained professionalism. ‘I’ll check with the boss. Please wait.’A knock on the door elicited a response from inside, ‘Come in.’Logan, sitting at the edge of Alessia’s bed, frowned as Veronica rushed in.She didn’t hesitate to voice her irritation, giving him a pointed look before turning to Alessia. ‘Sis!’Veronica’s gaze landed on Alessia in the hospit
Deep down, Veronica knew Alessia had done all this just because Logan was Milo’s biological father.She wouldn’t stand by and watch Logan lose his life before Milo had a chance to get to know him.Of course, there was always the possibility that Alessia had already fallen in love with Logan.Alessia straightened her shoulders.‘This was my choice,’ she said firmly.Veronica could not say anything more at this moment.She could only hold Alessia in her arms and burst into tears.This situation surprised Logan and Heath.Something was amiss, and it seemed like there were deeper meanings to what they’d just heard.Alessia wiped her sister’s tears away, looked at her watch, and said, ‘Veronica, it’s past four o’clock now. I’m fine, but I can’t go back today. You’ll have to go home.’Veronica understood what Alessia didn’t say—go home and take care of Milo.She nodded.***‘Aunt Veronica, you don’t look very well. What happened?’ Milo asked as they walked out of the kindergarten, holding h
The little fellow had a sharp mind and wasn’t one to give away information easily.He regarded Heath with suspicion and questioned, ‘Why are you asking me this? You’re wearing a fake uniform, aren’t you? Are you a real policeman, or are you a fraud?’Heath found himself amused by the child’s inquisitiveness and replied, ‘Kid, you should answer my question first.’Milo remained cautious and said, ‘My mommy is with my father. I’m here with my aunt. Does that answer your question?’Heath chuckled. ‘Alright.’Milo, not one to let him off the hook, urged, ‘It’s your turn, then. I asked you a question, but you haven’t answered.’Heath relented, ‘I’m a real policeman. This police uniform is real. I’m not a fraud, okay?’Milo, with a mischievous glint in his eye, probed further, ‘Why are you wearing your police uniform? Are you on duty?’Heath explained patiently, ‘Off duty. I didn’t have time to change out of it. I had a meeting today.’But Milo wasn’t easily convinced and brought up a recen
Alessia pouted and said, ‘I mean, who knows? You might really have a child out there and have no idea about it.’‘What’s wrong with you?’ Logan chuckled and asked. ‘Don’t take it seriously; I was just fooling around. Heath spotted a child who looked like me, and I just thought of asking you the question. That’s it.’‘Heath saw a child who looked like you?’ Alessia’s heart raced again.Could it be Milo?‘Where?’ She pressed for more information.‘I don’t know. He’s always cruising around town in that car of his,’ Logan replied. ‘Well, this has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with you either. Okay?’Alessia bit her lip, her thoughts whirling with possibilities.If Milo had been seen by Heath, it could mean that their secret was at risk.Glancing at Alessia’s perplexed look, Logan frowned and asked, ‘What are you thinking about?’She snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head, ‘Nothing. I was just thinking what if...’‘What if what?’‘What if you really have a child?’‘Th
Logan watched Alessia, a storm of emotions brewing beneath his composed exterior.He remembered a night from years ago, vividly, and a part of him wanted to confess it all.But he knew it was too late, and some truths were better left unspoken.However, Alessia felt conflicted.She believed she had asked clearly enough, but he was not owning up to it.Continuing to press the issue would be humiliating for both of them.In her heart, Alessia felt an unspeakable bitterness, and her mind was a tangle of emotions.She stayed silent, wrestling with her thoughts.Frustration ultimately got the better of Logan, and he left the bed, walking out of the room without a word.Alessia sat up, contemplated for a moment, and then picked up her phone to call her sister, Veronica.The phone connected quickly. ‘Alessia?’‘Hey, Veronica,’ Alessia whispered, ‘Are you home now?’‘Yeah, we’re home. Don’t worry. I won’t go anywhere. I’ll just stay with Milo.’‘I’m not worried one bit.’ Alessia knew her sist
Brayden, in a low voice, implored, ‘Alessia, please stop. Make him stop.’But Alessia hadn’t provoked the situation.It was Connie who continued to taunt her.So she looked at Brayden with confusion, leaning gently against the wheelchair, and stated, ‘Why should I stop? I haven’t said a word. I don’t understand why you’re confronting me over this. It’s ridiculous.’Brayden stood rigid, unable to look away from Alessia’s piercing gaze.He finally spoke without hesitation, ‘Connie is already very upset about losing her child. Even if she vents her frustration on you, as her sister, you should understand.’Alessia saw through his excuse.She countered, ‘I didn’t say a word. Brayden, it’s not my fault that your wife can’t control her tongue. Don’t blame me for it.’Her eyes bore into him, and Brayden was momentarily speechless.Alessia reiterated, ‘Let me warn you once more. Stay away from me, or face the consequences.’Connie, angered by the unexpected shove screamed, ‘You’re a mistress
Brayden interrupted Connie, his voice unyielding, ‘You caused your own miscarriage and blamed it on Alessia. That’s why you’re so nervous. You’re afraid of being cursed.’‘Brayden, I didn’t—’ Connie continued to deny.Brayden’s voice remained cold and resolute. ‘It doesn’t matter whether you admit it or not. You’re the one who got hurt, and you’re the one who’d feel it the most. That was your own child. And you used it as a tool to hurt others.’Connie paused again, feeling cornered.Brayden continued pushing her into the examination room, his steps heavy.‘Brayden,’ Connie tried once more.‘Stop talking,’ Brayden said coldly. ‘I don’t want to talk to you right now.’Feeling abashed and desperate, Connie fell silent.While the doctor examined her, Brayden waited outside, his mind filled with a tumultuous mix of emotions.He overheard the doctor’s words to Connie. ‘Mrs Scott, your bleeding has stopped, and we can remove the gauze. However, the bleeding has caused thinning of your uteru
Alex recounted their encounter, detailing Connie’s insults.As Logan listened, his anger grew, and his brow furrowed in displeasure. ‘Connie has finally dropped her façade. She’s been pretending to be a good wife and mother, but she couldn’t keep up the act any longer.’‘I’ll keep a close eye on her,’ Alex assured him.At that moment, the bodyguard by the door whispered something to Alex.After receiving the information, he returned to Logan and reported, ‘Our contact at the hospital provided Connie’s test results. It seems she’s likely to be infertile for the rest of her life.’Logan raised an eyebrow, surprised. ‘Karma came swiftly, didn’t it?’‘She fully deserves it for attempting to frame Miss Jansen,’ Alex remarked.Logan’s gaze grew more intense, and just as he was about to respond, Alessia, who had overheard their conversation, joined in. ‘Alex, is it true about Connie?’Alex turned towards her and nodded, confirming, ‘Yes, Miss Jansen, it’s true.’A trace of regret crossed Ale