All Chapters of His Forbidden Desire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ceynol felt an overwhelming surge of joy the moment he received Jade’s call. She had invited him to meet their son—a chance to forge the bond he had longed for but had never been given. It was a moment he had yearned for, an opportunity to make up for lost time. But his elation was short-lived. Their child, Crown, had asked him a question—one that had haunted him for days afterward. It was a simple inquiry, yet it carried the weight of all the years he had missed. The thought tormented him: What if he never truly got the chance to be a father to his own flesh and blood? Ceynol hadn't expected Crown to be so sharp, so quick-witted for their age. Despite being just a child, Crown spoke with an unfiltered honesty that left him speechless. There were no rehearsed words, no carefully chosen phrasing—just raw, unguarded truth. As they walked through the museum, he found himself trailing slightly behind them, his hands itching to reach out and hold Crown’s. Yet, he refrained. H

Ceynol was restless. He had been pacing back and forth in his office, frustration evident in every step. He had lost count of how many times he had tried to call Jade, but each attempt went unanswered. His brows furrowed in worry as he gripped his phone tighter. “I thought we were okay now... Was I the only one who believed that?” He murmured to himself, pressing the call button again. For three days, he had been trying to reach her. But every single time, she would reject his calls or, worse, turn off her phone completely. He wasn’t a fool—he knew what this meant. Jetter must have found out that he had spent time with Jade, and now she was caught in the middle of a storm. His jaw clenched. “Please, Jade… Just let me know what’s happening so I can help you.” But there was only silence. Ceynol let out a deep sigh and slumped into his swivel chair. He needed to see her. He needed to know that she and Crown were safe. His thoughts raced as he tried to figure out where she might be.

Jade never expected that as the CEO of Vine Enterprise, she would receive an invitation to this event. The gathering felt less like a formal affair and more like an intimate get-together, especially since the attendees were dressed in casual clothing rather than the usual opulence associated with high-society gatherings. She and Ceynol had decided to leave their son, Crown, at home since the event would stretch late into the night. Jade was silently grateful that tomorrow was Sunday—at least she and Ceynol would have a day to rest before returning to work. Ceynol had explained that the event was hosted by a charitable foundation dedicated to helping underprivileged children. It was primarily funded by powerful elites who had corporate social responsibility programs within their companies. Food and drinks were abundant, but there was only one strict rule—business discussions were strictly prohibited. Tonight was meant for pure enjoyment, free from corporate agendas and negotiati

Silence filled the car. Neither of them spoke, yet the weight of unspoken emotions hung in the air like a thick, invisible thread connecting them. Jade sat still, her mind still reeling from the whirlwind of emotions Ceynol had stirred in her. His words from earlier echoed in her head, leaving a warmth that spread through her chest. He had defended her so fiercely, so unwaveringly, that it was almost overwhelming. She barely noticed when the car slowed down until it came to a complete stop on the side of the road. Frowning, she turned to him. “Why did you stop?” Ceynol exhaled deeply and turned in his seat to face her fully. His eyes held a fire—intense, unyielding. “Because I need to tell you something,” he said; his voice was low and deliberate. “I don’t want to waste another second.” Jade’s breath hitched at the gravity in his tone. “Ceynol…” “I should have told you sooner,” he continued, his gaze never leaving hers. “But I won’t let fear hold me back any longer. Coward

“Mama! Where are you, Mama?” Jade's eyes flew open, her body jolting upright in bed. Panic gripped her chest as she heard the desperate cries of her child echoing through the hallway. Her motherly instincts kicked in immediately, her mind solely focused on reaching her son. She barely registered that she was completely bare until she felt a strong, familiar hand grab her wrist just as she was about to throw open the bedroom door. “Where do you think you're going like that?” A deep, amused voice rumbled behind her. Her breath caught as she spun around, her gaze locking onto the man lounging beside her. Ceynol was just as unclothed as she was, his smirk only deepening as he watched realization dawn on her face. Heat flooded her cheeks, and she hurriedly turned away. How could she have forgotten? Last night had been a blur of passion, a reunion of souls after years of separation. It wasn’t enough that they had started in the car; Ceynol had carried her straight to the master bedroom