Waking up to Percival wasn't anything new, but waking up to him with my bareness still pressed against his was. My hand cautiously reached for his face, caressing it and smiling at myself. Even though I was careful not to wake him up, I saw how the corner of his lips curled slightly. The arms that cradled me enclosed me tighter into his body. I rested my head on his hard chest when he didn't open his eyes. He must've been tired after staying true to his words about how he'd keep me up all night. I didn't even plan on falling asleep. I just did."I love you," his baritone voice mumbled, eyes still shut. I didn't know what was more difficult for him. . . to keep those three words bottled up, concealed, locked away for several years, or to finally say it only for me to refuse him. But everything that happened led us to this slow and warm morning together. "I love you," I whispered and swore I would always say it back. My hand hovered on his face to shield it from the ray of sunlight
I looked around, trying to grasp what had happened. What had led to this? Eyes searching for the threat. For the danger that caused this. Because I had come to get used to people destroying the things I wanted to protect. But there was no one. Instead, I found Linda crying in terror while cradled in the headmaid's arms. She was screaming. Apologizing. Only now that I was looking at her did I realize I had gone deaf to our surroundings. "What happened?" I, once again, asked, not as their boss but as Marcus' mother. My lips trembled, and my brows caved in. "H-he ran off. F-fell. I'm s-sorry. I didn't think he'd do that. I'm sorry! I took my eyes off him for one second. Is he okay?" I looked up the stairs and felt nauseous at the height of it. The small gate we attached there hung open, and I mentally shouted at myself for not replacing it when I knew that Marcus already knew how to open it. Of course, Linda wouldn't think my son would just run off. He was well-behaved. It must've be
I was prepared to order a media blackout. How wide? I wasn't sure yet. But I do know how quick people were to judge. How destructive their curiosities could be. They would assume, mock, and gossip about my son. I could already guess what they would say. Out of Wedlock. Abandoned. Maybe they'd even think he was adopted. Marcus would have the whole world talk about him the way they did to me when they found out about the annulment and the claim about my fertility. If only I had chosen a better man or made better choices, he wouldn't be in this situation. I knew I couldn't shield him forever, but this time, I wanted to do everything I could to make the world and future kinder to him. Even if I had to step away from the limelight and everything I love. I focused all my energy on getting to Marcus first and left the situation at Crescent to Koen. I also asked Grace to head to our house and send me the CCTV footage of the incident. I didn't want to see it, but my mind wouldn't give it a re
It was hard to see our child getting involved in an accident. But knowing that it wasn't, and someone out there had harmed him without us knowing, made my stomach churn. I was shaking as I opened the file that Grace sent me. A tear fell from my eyes as I watched Marcus fall and roll down the stairs. Every bone in my body trembled. But it wasn't anger. It was worse than that. It was betrayal. Percival took the phone from me. Anger and hurt were now visible on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed, his breathing ragged, and veins were popping out of his knuckles. The very person we trusted to help raise our son with us. The person I thought would be around Marcus as he grew older was the person that would put him in harm's way. I couldn't believe it. Marcus was sprinting down the corridor, holding a piece of paper. Linda followed closely behind him, and he'd look back at her to see if she was still there. But stopped glancing as he stood at the head of the staircase. Marcus was too f
Percival and I had a lot of work to do, but we didn't leave the hospital until Marcus woke up. The doctors assured us that our son was doing well and that we did not need to be concerned. But I decided to stay at the hospital and work from there. On the other hand, Percy had to keep leaving for work or the investigation.It was Marcus' seventh day at the hospital. I had to leave him to my father because Cadmus was growing impatient, so we couldn't postpone meeting him any longer. According to Percival, his people learned that Cadmus met Linda a few days before the incident. So, we had to prepare for what he might know.We also discovered that Linda's sister and grandmother went missing days before my wedding with Percy. Based on their neighbor's statements, we could assume they were taken. Linda was still hiding, but we already had a lead."Don't touch me."I turned my head to the door when I heard Cadmus' voice. I looked at Grace, who stood behind me, and gestured for her to let Cadm
I knew Percival was joining us, and he was listening to our conversation through the CCTV cameras. But I didn't think he would join so soon. I guess Percy had heard enough and realized as well as I did that Cadmus would remain unreasonable no matter what I said. He was more inclined to make me the bad guy than to think about Marcus' well-being. Percival sat comfortably in the seat next to mine. His head tilted lazily to the side as he surveyed Cadmus with a lethal glare. Cadmus' forehead creased, gaze fixed on Percy despite failing to match the intensity of my husband's glare. My body felt rigid until Percy found my hand under the table. I found it harder and harder to forget why I despised Cadmus each time I spoke to him. So, I was glad that Percival was with me this time. However, it did feel bizarre to sit on opposite sides with Cadmus, and his presence that comforted me in the past now made me agitated. I held Percy's hand tighter as a silent promise that we would never sit on
"I just felt a little nauseous. I'm all better now," I said, shrugging off how sick I felt earlier. We had so much to do and worry about. I couldn't let Percy put all that on his shoulder just because my body suddenly decided to be unwell.Grace immediately slipped out of my office. I couldn't blame her because Percival seemed displeased. "Do you feel anything else?" he asked. "Why would you want to keep it from me? I thought we wouldn't hide anything from each other.""Because you'll ask me to rest while you deprive yourself of it. You've already made a sacrifice--one you didn't have to do. Please, you are not the sole pillar of this family. Stop trying to lighten my load."I knew what he had to do for that DNA test. I knew he had to talk to Gilbert if we took this path. That was why I was against it. But he did it anyway. "I had to do it. We already have our hands full, Tali. If the situation with Salazar escalates, Marcus will be involved in that mess. We can't have that.""You d
"Lift your head, Raya," I said because even though I wasn't looking at her, I knew she hadn't moved a muscle. "It's really okay. So, calm down, and let's all focus on this." I finished up my work early with their help. There was a missing document that I had to sign, but it wasn't urgent so I told Raya to look for it, and I'll sign it then. We heard a knock on the door when I was about to dismiss them. I smiled, thinking it was Percival. "You two may go," I said. They scrambled to grab the files. The door opened, and Natalie walked into the office before the two could leave. My smile faltered when I saw that it wasn't my husband. "What brings you here?" I asked. Natalie waved the paper in her hand and gave Raya a side glance. My forehead furrowed as she approached my desk to hand me the paper. "I saw that on Raya's desk," Natalie said. "I reminded her earlier about this contract that you need to sign. But it seems she forgot to bring them to you." "Right," I said. "I was look