My throat tightened, a sudden dryness creeping in. I hesitated, not wanting to reveal the truth that I had accidentally overheard him talking to Sofia about their plans for tonight. I didn't want him to think that I still harbored feelings for him or that I was envious of his relationship with her.There was a heavy silence before Marcus finally spoke, his voice devoid of any emotion. "Sam?" he called out.Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me. I didn't know how to respond. It was a pity, really. I didn't want him to assume that I had been eavesdropping or that his relationship with Sofia affected me."Um..." I stammered, searching for the right words."Ring!!!"Thankfully, my phone rang, saving me from having to answer his question. It was Elijah, calling to inquire about my whereabouts. The party was about to begin, and he wanted me to join him."I have to go," I informed Marcus, gripping my son Marco's hand."I can drive you," he offered."N
My heart dropped as I recognized the voice. It was Sofia.I turned my head and saw her standing from the distance with an old man by her side. My jaw clenched in anger and confusion. What were they doing here? Did they plan on ruining my image in public?Before I could react, an old man in a tattered suit scolded her.“Let's go, Sofia. You're not supposed to do this kind of shit,” he scolded her.But Sofia resisted, her eyes fixed on me. “No, I won't go. I have to stop this. She doesn't deserve to be the CEO.”I was shocked when I saw Marcus approached, trying to drag her away.”What the hell are you doing? Don’t make scene here!”Their disturbance was causing a commotion in the crowd. Some people were whispering and others were trying to get a better look at what was happening.“That woman is crazy. Trying to ruin our party,”I announced, trying to diffuse the situation.But Sofia wouldn't give up. She continued to struggle and shout insults at me. I couldn't understand why she was so
I was in disbelief. Sofia actually wanted my company's assistance for her business? How could she have the audacity to create a scene and humiliate me in front of everyone, only to turn around and ask for my help?"Seriously? So now she needs me? What a terrible move she made!" I exclaimed, my voice dripping with sarcasm.Marcus glanced at me, his eyes filled with sympathy."I'm sorry for her behavior. She's just going through a tough time because of her family's recent misfortune," he tried to explain, defending her.But I couldn't care less about her family's troubles. All I could think about was the way she had publicly embarrassed me, especially in front of important business associates.And now, here she was, attempting to exploit me for her own benefit. It infuriated me even more to see Marcus showing more concern for her well-being than mine. How could he defend her after what she had done to me?"That just makes it worse. She's using her family's situation as leverage to get w
I responded swiftly, my eagerness evident in my voice. I politely excused myself from Marcus to answer the call and speak with Elijah."Hey there, sweetheart," I greeted, attempting to maintain a calm demeanor."Hello, my love. I've been missing you terribly," she replied, her voice gentle and affectionate."I was wondering if you're available tonight?"My heart raced with anticipation. Could this be the moment she suggests a date? But what if Marcus doesn't approve?But hold on, who is Marcus to dictate my choices?"Yes, I am free," I responded, trying to contain my excitement."That's fantastic!" she exclaimed."I've been longing for your company, and I thought we could have a romantic dinner tonight, just the two of us."My heart melted at his words. He missed me just as much as I missed him. It was as if he could read my thoughts."I miss you too, sweetheart," I confessed, unable to conceal the joy in my voice.We quickly arranged to meet at our favorite restaurant at 7pm, and I c
"Why would he feel jealous?" I inquired, noticing the confusion etched on his face.Taking a deep breath, I tried to compose myself amidst the whirlwind of emotions threatening to engulf me. This was a question I had hoped to avoid answering, especially during our intimate dinner."Why not?" he asked, seeking further clarification."Sweatheart, Marcus and I are no longer together," I explained, my voice steady despite the turmoil within."We've moved on and our love for each other faded long ago, even from the beginning of our marriage. We simply got married out of necessity at that time."Concern filled Elijah's eyes as he reached out to hold my hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up painful memories.I knew what you've been through," he apologized, his voice laced with remorse.But I couldn't let him shoulder the blame for something that wasn't his fault. "No, it's alright," I reassured him. "I'm just grateful that it's all in the past now. I have you, and that's all that matter
I took a deep breath, attempting to control my emotions. "No, I don't believe you intentionally wanted to ruin our evening," I calmly stated.Marcus let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. "I just panicked and was worried about our son. You should understand that immediately, being his mother.""I do understand, and I appreciate you informing me right away," I expressed my gratitude.A pang of guilt washed over me. I had been so consumed with planning this special night with Elijah that I hadn't even considered our son, Marco.Marcus glanced at both of us and addressed Elijah. "I don't care about your date," I softly interjected, my gaze fixed on Marcus."You don't need to worry, bro. I just wanted to make our son happy on his birthday. That's all, and I'll sign the divorce papers afterward," he added."I comprehend that this is challenging for both of you. However, we must prioritize our son's needs, Samantha. He needs to witness us getting along and working together as
"What kind of question is that?" I asked, my brow furrowing in confusion."In my next life, I would still choose to meet Elijah, Marcus," I declared, my voice filled with unwavering determination as I locked eyes with him.Marcus's gaze held a mixture of sadness and understanding. "I know you would. Elijah is a different kind of man, someone I am not," he responded.Looking into his eyes, a flicker of love still remained, despite the painful memories that flooded my mind. The mistreatment, the embarrassment, the betrayal - it all came rushing back. How could I ever trust him again?Although I longed to say yes, to surrender to the love that lingered, deep down I knew it would never work.Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of our son Marco waking up. We both turned to him, seeing him lying on the hospital bed with tubes and wires attached to his small body."Mommy, Daddy," he weakly called out, his voice filled with love and longing.Rushing to his side, we held his hands an
As I gazed into Marcus' eyes, I could see the same astonishment and bewilderment mirrored in his expression. Our son had just posed a question that caught us completely off guard, leaving us momentarily speechless."Mom, Can you?" Marco's innocent voice reverberated through the room, causing both Marcus and me to freeze in our tracks.Never in my wildest dreams did I anticipate our son asking something like this. My face flushed crimson as I struggled to conjure up a response. However, before I could utter a single word, the doctor abruptly entered the room, interrupting the awkward moment."Excuse me," the doctor interjected, glancing between the three of us."I need to discuss Marco's treatment plan with both of you."A wave of relief washed over me as the doctor rescued us from the predicament of answering our son's unexpected query. I shot Marcus a grateful glance, silently expressing my gratitude for his unwavering support for our child.The doctor bestowed a kind smile upon me a