Elizalde's POV . A sudden shiver crawled up my spine when I stepped onto the ground, sending chills down my body. I clenched my teeth and glanced towards the ominous alley ahead. This is a place meant for the dead, not for the living. As I requested directions, the responsible security guard welcomed and directed me towards my destination. As I strolled along, my thoughts dwelled on Lizzie and the heartache she must be experiencing. The unexpected turn of events left me devastated. The bitter end to our shared history was something I never foresaw. My poor darling… As I approached the building, the solar pole lights twinkled in an array of colours. Upon entering, I couldn't help but shed tears as I searched every corner, despite the lack of people present. "Let me stay here with you tonight, baby. Don't worry about Mommy, I am fine… we are fine, right?" My jaw clenched, and my shoulder dropped as if I were carrying a heavy weight on each top. Lizzie is standing down the corner,

Lizzie's POV . "Congratulations, Lizzie," Don greeted me. "It's a double celebration, after all. First your pregnancy and second for having the company back now in the full title," he continued. "Thanks, Don. I did this to make everything right. It's unfair for Elizalde. I am thankful for him because we probably lost the company by now without him." "I concur with your statement, Lizzie. Elizalde is always forward-thinking and determined. He focuses on achieving his goals and doesn't let anything distract him. His perseverance has won you over, Lizzie. I acknowledge that he has made some errors in the past, but it's not entirely his fault. . . At times, when we are infatuated with someone, we may resort to using manipulative tactics to have our way." I smiled and shook my head, remembering what Elizalde had done in the past. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise. "You have the original, and I've secured a copy. Elizalde had done it even before you requested it, Lizzie." T

Elizalde’s POV . “If that’s what you want, we will stay there until you give birth, Lizzie.” My jaw tightened as we stared, and she inhaled deeply. I am willing to support her in whatever brings her happiness, and I’m content to be by her side through it all. I am okay with everything. “What about the company, Elizalde?” “Don’t worry, love. Don will take care of the company, and I will assist your company soon. I will see whose capable of handling the remaining job you have in hand.” “I can still work online. It doesn’t matter. I just want to be away. That’s all I want. But it doesn’t mean I will stop working for the company because I will not.” She sweetly smiled, and her eyes came heavy. I know she’s tired. This pregnancy brings a lot of her physically. I gently took hold of her hands and placed a tender kiss on them. “I feel blessed to have you as my wife, and I couldn’t ask for more. Your health comes first before anything else, my love. Please don’t fret too much. I’ll make

Elizalde's POV . I was taken aback when Emma messaged me, and for a brief moment, I felt as though my soul had left my body. Despite this, I immediately stepped down from the board of directors meeting. The safety and well-being of Lizzie are of the utmost importance to me, and I cannot forgive myself if anything were to happen to her. I was extremely concerned and anxious. "I'll discuss it with you tomorrow, Zalde." Don sighed in the line, and I gritted my teeth. "Thanks for that, man. See you soon. Bye." After concluding the call, I resumed driving. Lizzie remained silent by my side throughout the journey. I stole a glance at her and noticed her stillness. Her gaze was fixated on the road, mirroring my own. I will discuss this matter once we reach home. I held the car door open for her and silently led her to the kitchen. Once there, she started up the coffee machine with the intention of making a cup for me. I rested my body against the counter and held my arms together unde

Lizzie's POV . "This is not you, Lizzie, my dearie. I'm sorry if Snow and I have caused you a lot of trouble in the past. I know it's hard for you to believe me, but I love you as my daughter. What happened to your father and me was hard to explain. I-I love him, and I want to be with him. But -" "But Dad had enough of you," I cut her off. "I'm sorry, but I can no longer help you. You have to talk to Elizalde and not to me. I don't have the right for this. And if I do, I will not help you either. Just be thankful that Elizalde didn't put you behind bars. That would be more embarrassing to your friends." I avoided eye contact and walked away. She called my name repeatedly, but I had nothing to say to her anymore. Emma was smiling while waiting for me outside the car. Next to her is Elizalde's driver, Mr Kim, our chaperon for today. "Thank goodness you came back okay. I was about to get inside, you know." She sat down beside me as soon as I got inside the car. The car started. "D