Jane took a deep breath and with a calm sigh, she turned the doorknob to her house. "I'm home," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. Now that she had finally recovered and been discharged from the hospital, Jane decided to slowly resume her normal routine. However, with her newborn still in the hospital's NICU, she couldn't shake off the constant worry for her baby girl.She carefully stepped inside and closed the door behind her as she made her way to the couch. She sat down and glanced around the room. Despite only being a few days since Mae left to work abroad, the house seemed tidy and well-maintained.But without her cousin's presence, the house felt emptier than ever, and Jane couldn't help but feel a pang of loneliness. The once comforting walls now echoed with silence, and the bright lights seemed almost blinding.Jane was lost in her thoughts when she was startled by a knock on the door. "Uhm... Who is it?" she called out, her voice tinged with uncertainty,
The room was quiet, the air cold and heavy with tension. Kaitlyn sat across from Dean, both clutching their cups of coffee, nerves buzzing in the silence. Before Kaitlyn could find her words, Dean spoke up."Kaitlyn..." He gently called her name, setting his coffee cup down on the table.His gaze locked with hers, a look she'd never seen from him before, stirring something deep within her. Those eyes seemed to plead and hope, stirring emotions within her."I need to tell you something," Dean began, reaching for her hand and taking the cup from hers, holding her hands in his."I... I'm doing this again. But this time, I know I won't regret it," he stuttered. Kaitlyn looked at him in confusion but with understanding in her eyes, and gently squeezed his hand."It's okay... I can handle it," she replied softly.Dean hesitated, then nodded, his resolve firm."Let's divorce. I'll face the consequences. I'll do whatever it takes," he said softly, a statement that made Kaitlyn scoff in disbe
The tension in the room was abruptly shattered by the creak of the door, revealing a stern figure in glasses."Mr. Castellan. The investors are here," the newcomer announced.A moment of eerie silence hung in the air, broken only by Mr. Castellan's chilling laughter reverberating within the enclosed space. He rose to his feet, picking up a knife with a predatory smirk."I'll be right back. Make sure to say your goodbyes," he sneered before striding out of the room.As the door clicked shut behind him, Jane wasted no time, inching her way toward her baby. Relief flooded her as her eyes settled on the peaceful form of her sleeping infant."Oh Zoe... My little girl..." Jane's sobs were soft but carried the weight of unbearable pain. Her trembling hands strained against the bindings that held her back, her heart wrenching at the thought of missing precious moments with her daughter.With resolve born of maternal instinct, Jane leaned down to press a gentle kiss against Zoe's incubator, lo
In the sleek and opulent conference room of Castellan Enterprises, Mr. Castellan, adorned in his signature tailored suit, stood at the head of the polished mahogany table, exuding an aura of authority and confidence. Around him sat a gathering of investors and stakeholders, their faces expectant, their eyes fixed on him.Mr. Castellan with his practiced eloquence, began his presentation, painting a picture of prosperity and opportunity, extolling the virtues of his company and the potential for lucrative returns on investment. He spoke of growth, innovation, and profitability, his words laced with persuasive charm.However, his spiel was abruptly interrupted by a voice from the crowd, crisp and incisive. "I heard Ashenwood Corps. pulled back from investing," the foreign investor interjected, his tone cutting through the air like a knife. "This company has been a great contributor to your company, Mr. Castellan. And the reason why we're here is because we thought we could have a connec
"What?" Dean's voice trembled in shock."What do you mean, 'had' a child?" He asked, hoping his father could clear up his misunderstanding."It's true. The moment Kaitlyn gave birth to your daughter, the baby just didn't survive since it was a premature birth. Oh, my precious grandchild... All I wanted was to have a little one running around the house," Mr. Castellan feigned sorrow.Dean couldn't process the information properly. Although the woman in his dream did say that he would be a good father. It must have been his memory reminding him.But all of his confusion was blotted out the moment the door opened and in came Kaitlyn with a worried look on her face.Mr. Castellan immediately rushed towards Kaitlyn to halt her from going straight to Dean, fearing she might say something that would jog his son's memory."Ah, Kaitlyn, you came," Kaitlyn's father-in-law spoke, stopping her."Father-in-law," she greeted, causing Dean to realize that his father really was telling the truth."I
"How is she?"A man's muffled voice stirred Jane from her sleep."She's finally healing. We're just waiting for signs of consciousness. I hope she'll wake up soon," another man answered.Jane slowly fluttered her eyes open, her vision adjusting to the light. She heaved a deep breath, almost a gasp, that caught their attention."Baby... My baby..." were the first words she spoke as her mind finally woke up completely. Her lips quivered, and her hands trembled as soon as she saw the men inside the room, thinking they were the ones from Castellan's."Shhh... It's alright... We're good people. We won't hurt you," the shorter man hushed Jane, trying to calm her down.Then the tallest in the group, who looked like someone with the highest authority, stepped in and spoke."What happened to you?" he asked, sounding like he was investigating.Jane, still hesitant to trust them, didn't answer, which made the man sigh as he dragged a chair and sat facing her."I'm Lucas DeMarco. I'm an adopted s
After nearly a month, Dean had finally recovered, though the scars of his recent wounds still adorned his body. Despite this, he moved with freedom unlike before.Their decision to divorce had been put on hold due to unforeseen circumstances. Determined to address the situation, Kaitlyn approached her father. As the only beloved daughter she was, he promptly understood her intentions and began reinstating investments in Dean's father's company.In the weeks that followed, Kaitlyn and Mr. Castellan found themselves growing closer. She couldn't forget his words from a week prior."When my son is fully recovered, I'll host an extravagant party in his honor, announcing his takeover of the business as he reconciles with you."Despite harboring guilt for withholding the truth from Dean, Kaitlyn found relief in the unfolding of events. Everything seemed to be falling into place as it should.Kaitlyn watched Dean on the treadmill and she couldn't help but feel excitement. As Kaitlyn watched
As Kaitlyn sat by her father's bedside, her hand clasped tightly around his, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread that loomed over her. Her father now lay unconscious before her, his face pale and drawn.In the hushed stillness of the hospital room, Fiona, the family's trusted doctor, entered quietly, her expression grave. Sensing the tension in the air, Kaitlyn looked up, her eyes brimming with worry."Fiona, how is he?" Kaitlyn's voice trembled with anxiety as she searched for any sign of hope in the doctor's demeanor.Fiona hesitated for a moment, her gaze softening with empathy. "I'm afraid the situation is dire," she began gently. "Your father's heart is deteriorating rapidly. His heart failure has worsened significantly."Kaitlyn's heart sank at the news, her grip on her father's hand tightening instinctively. "Is there anything we can do?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Fiona's expression faltered briefly before she composed herself, masking the truth behind a