All Chapters of WHEN I START: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Last night's conversation left Aiden deep in thought this mor

Because she was accustomed to seeing the old house deserted, discovering a foreign car parked haphazardly made Dea wonder who was visiting her father."Madam, we'd better go inside together. Let me park first," Toni cautioned, sensing a foreboding creeping into his heart. Dea agreed with her friend's suggestion.'For some reason, I feel that something bad is about to happen,' Dea thought, her hand clenched. Sweat moistened her palms, and her anxiety was so strong that it triggered a stress response within her body.When the car was neatly parked in the front yard, Toni quickly opened the door for his employer. Dea slowly walked towards Hando's house. Faintly, she could hear commotion inside, and she heard Devano's voice several times."Calm down, Ma," Devano exclaimed in frustration. Dea could clearly see the man's face. Unfortunately, Devano didn't notice Dea's presence. Hando, who appeared to be in good health, could only heave a sigh for a moment, but his eyes were fixed when he sa

Asih carefully chose one of the new servants to approach. The two women stared at each other for a moment, and eventually, the one standing on the right took three steps forward and began to speak, "Mr. Aiden, allow me to introduce myself."The man addressed by the woman nodded coldly."I'm Rara, 24 years old, assigned as both a servant and personal nurse to Madam Dea. I graduated from the health academy three years ago with 2 years of work experience in the National Medicane hospital in the capital. In-""Enough," Aiden interrupted, not wanting to waste more time. Asih quickly called another servant to step forward."Mr. Aiden, allow me to introduce myself." Again, Aiden only nodded."Nina, 25 years old. Here, I serve as a personal servant and nutritionist for Madam Dea. I graduated from National Louis University three years ago with 1 year of work experience at Camberg Office.""Yes. Please leave."Aiden concluded the introduction session for the new staff in his house. He immediate

That morning, sunlight seeped through the curtains, warming the room with its golden rays. Dea and Aiden lay in the same bed after a night filled with complexity. The air between them felt heavy with awkwardness, and neither spoke for a moment, both avoiding each other's gaze.Dea opened her eyes, sensing the tension. She glanced at Aiden lying beside her, his face calm, though her own heart was racing. Quickly, she pulled the blanket over herself, feeling a bit self-conscious about the situation.“Good morning,” Aiden said softly, his voice barely audible. Dea just nodded, too unsure to reply. The discomfort between them was palpable, like an invisible wall separating them despite their physical closeness.Aiden searched for words to break the silence. “Last night… uh, that didn’t go exactly as planned, did it?” he asked hesitantly, trying to keep the conversation light, though his heart was pounding.Dea managed a faint smile, still uncomfortable. “Yeah, you could say that,” she res

Aiden answered his wife's question with a nod. Aiden nodded slowly, leaving Dea silent in confusion. Behind the seemingly simple nod, there was a deep seriousness in the man's gaze as if he had carefully considered the answer for a long time."Yes, I agree," Aiden answered without hesitation, his calm voice containing a certainty that could not be ignored. “If that's what you want, I can consider it.”Dea was stunned, not expecting this response to come so easily from Aiden. He stared at the man in front of him, trying to look for signs that this was just a game or a trick. However, Aiden's eyes seemed sincere, implying something deeper than just words."Are you serious?" Dea repeated, her voice shaking, half in disbelief. “You… don't mind if child custody falls to me?”Aiden stared at him for a moment longer before answering. "Yes, Dee. Maybe all this time I have been too fixated on the idea that a child must be the heir who maintains the family name. But,” he paused as if searching