All Chapters of Entwined With Karma : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Catherine walked back and forth in the tiny waiting room by the conference room, her high heels making loud sounds on the shiny floors, increasing her nerves. The hospital's flickering bright lights shone above her, lighting up her way but failing to lift her spirits. She had instructed her Personal Assistant to go on a secretive task, leaving her with nothing else to do but wait. Every moment the clock ticked was a signal of the chaos whirling in her head.How could Jason keep something like this from her? Racing thoughts filled her mind as she remembered the sight of Kendall, her small baby bump clearly visible under her dress. A slight excitement surged within her at the thought of becoming a grandmother, yet it was soon consumed by a wave of anger. What was the reason for his failure to inform her? They had always been very close, sharing everything, but not anymore. It seemed like a betrayal, causing a gnawing pain in her stomach."Is everything okay, Mrs. Catherine?” Her PA’s vo

The heavy sound of the door shutting behind Catherine reverberated through the entryway like a judge’s gavel. Jason stood frozen, his hand still on the door handle, eyes wide as he processed the sight of his mother, unannounced and clearly agitated. She looked every bit the formidable woman he’d grown up with—poised, impeccably dressed, but her eyes, usually cool and composed, now burned with barely contained fury.“Mother,” he greeted again, his voice stiff, as though trying to mask his surprise and the rising tension. “This is… unexpected.”Catherine didn’t bother with pleasantries. She moved ahead, the sound of her heels tapping on the marble floor echoed with every confident step. Jason, I want to understand the reason behind why you haven't been keeping me informed.Jason experienced a constriction in his chest. He sensed he understood her words, but he needed to proceed with caution. "I'm uncertain about your intention," he responded, attempting to keep a composed demeanor.Cath

Jason felt overwhelmed as the car zoomed through the peaceful city roads. He gazed out the window, observing the lights whizzing by, his mind lost in a distant place. He lied to Kendall about a sudden business meeting, when in reality he was going to his mother's house, a matter of greater importance than any work emergency.His driver, understanding his boss's attitude, maintained a smooth and quiet journey. Jason needed time to gather his thoughts before facing his mother. He had always been close to Catherine Carter, and their bond meant the world to him. Lately, the bond's strength has been challenged. He kept Kendall's pregnancy a secret from her, but she would soon discover the truth.Jason’s jaw tightened when the car gently pulled up in front of his mother's grand house. Stepping outside, he adjusted his suit while taking a deep breath. Unsure of the outcome, he proceeded with the conversation, knowing there was no way to retreat.Catherine was waiting for him. Upon entering t

Jason stepped into the house with a purpose, his posture rigid and commanding as always. He held a new dress in his hand, resting on a fragile hanger. The gown was a graceful, elegant deep emerald color, flowing smoothly to the floor, reminding one of vibrant forests. The luxurious silk satin material catches the light softly, improving the dress's smooth shape. Soft cap sleeves sit on the shoulders gracefully, as a subtle V-neckline brings a touch of elegance. The bodice is tailored to gently widen into a skirt that flows elegantly, resulting in a striking hourglass silhouette that moves gracefully with every stride. A delicate train trails behind, adding an element of drama, while intricate beadwork along the waist glimmers subtly, elevating the overall refinement of this exquisite piece that he’d chosen for Kendall because the blue dress delivered earlier didn't fit. The color reminded him of the strength she’d hidden behind all those soft exteriors, but tonight, that strength nee

A few days afterwards, Kendall sat on the couch's edge, with her back upright and hands firmly clasped in her lap. Watching Catherine move effortlessly around the living room made Kendall feel extremely uncomfortable. Catherine’s visit, which had begun warmly enough, was now dragging on, each moment heavy with tension that only she seemed to feel. Jason sat beside her, his hand casually resting on her knee, the weight of it both grounding and suffocating at the same time.Catherine had made herself comfortable, a delicate porcelain teacup in her hand as she chatted about plans for the baby, future family gatherings, and her excitement for their “growing family.” Kendall nodded along, smiling when appropriate, but her mind was elsewhere—spiraling with guilt, fear, and the crushing weight of the lie they were living.“I was thinking,” Catherine said, her voice light and cheerful, “when the baby comes, we should plan a family getaway. Somewhere peaceful, where you can both relax and sett