MARA"Mara is my wife. ""What? Since when? And how?" Felix asked in surprise."You already know that she is Mr. Perez's daughter, and I already told you about Ara.""Yes, your first love," Felix said, and Jayson smiled."Yes, and I found out that day, you know, that I almost marry that woman. God, I'm so thankful that I found out before I married that bitch, or I will regret my whole life.""That's why I wondered you didn't go crazy after what happened." Jayson hissed at Felix's comment, and I chuckled. "I was wondering how you recovered so fast after the tragic incident, and Grandpa Phil is still in a coma, but I saw you return to your normal life, and I noticed you always smiled compared to before; it's because you married the love of your life.""Our marriage didn't start in a good term. Grandpa just forced us. He wrote it in his will. He will give all his assets to charity If I don't marry Mara before the end of the month after his accident, "This woman has been mean for two mon

MARA"Gian, are you okay to sleep with us?" I asked after we finished our dinner. It's already past ten in the evening, and I can tell he wants to sleep badly because his eyes keep closing even though he forces them to open. But he didn't say anything. He stays in his seat, waiting for us."It is okay?" He murmured, but Jayson and I quickly bolted up from our seats and rushed to him when his head fell to the side. I was relieved when Jayson grabbed his shoulder, stopping his fall. "You're tired?" Jayson asked, and he nodded his head, eyes closed. I chuckled when he fell entirely asleep after a minute, leaning on his seat. This child looks adorable, but my heart hurts about his exhaustion. Maybe he doesn't sleep properly these past months. Just thinking about his hardship these past months brought tears to my eyes. Jayson gently scooped him up in his arm, and we climbed to our room. Jayson lay him in the middle of our bed whil

MARA"Fine, suit yourself. I just went back to sleep." I said and leaned my face on his chest and closed my eyes, but the pervert had another plan. His hand sneaked on the waistband of my pants and touched my bare ass squeezing it. I ignored what he was doing, but I couldn't ignore the thing that was poking at my leg.His hand went on the side of my body, pulling my top on my chest, and I gasped when he pulled me up, and his mouth covered my chest. He groaned and sucked on it. I cursed and bit my lips, holding the moan that threatened to leave my mouth.He rolled us around him on top of me now with his lips not leaving my chest—this bastard. A moan escaped my lips when his hand went between my legs, and my hand unconsciously went on his hair. "Jayson, Gian will come back," I said."I told them not to disturb us until twelve." He said and moved his lips on my tummy before they went back to my chest. "I couldn't sl

JAYSON"Papa!!!! Gian screamed. Dean, I don't know how he got us that fast, but he did. He took the bullet for Mara. They both fell on the ground with Mara under him, but the blood on his back was gushing out.Gian squirmed in my hold, and that snapped me out of my shock. I set him down, and we both rushed to Dean and Mara. "Papa! Gian burst into tears and wrapped his tiny arms around his father's body, who sat up and gathered his son in his arm. "Are you alright?" I pulled Mara in my arms, who was trembling, shocked. "I'm okay. Dean, we need to bring him to the hospital. Two officers quickly went to Dean, and Grandpa rushed to Gian and pulled him away from Dean. Gian struggled from his holding, screaming. "I'll be fine, Gian," Dean assured his son weakly when the officer carried him to a car. "Why Loren suddenly appeared?" I asked the officer beside us. "I'm so sorry, sir. We

Dean was out of the hospital after a month of staying, and the authorities sent her back to prison later. Gian cried so hard when the police took his father. My father pulled out the case, but Dean must still be in jail for three years.He tried to explain to his son that he made a big mistake and he needed to serve in prison to pay for his wrongdoing, but Gian clutched on him tightly as if his dear life depended only on his father.My tears rolled down my face watching the father and son both sobbing, holding each other. It is so hurtful watching them."Papa, don't leave me. You only I have. Where I'm going to go? I don't want to sleep outside in the dark again, and I'm scared someone will hit me again. It's so painful, Papa." Gian cried, hugging his father."Gian, you can stay with us until your Papa come back. There no one will hurt you. I promise you that." I said, wiping my tears."Yes, Gian, you can stay wit