LOGINCHAPTER 24:The aftermath of the storm brought a silence that was almost foreign to Xielle. For the first time in years, she could close her eyes without the weight of the world’s judgment pressing against her lids. The relief was intoxicating, but it wasn't just about her reputation—it was the sanctuary she had finally secured for her innocent baby.Looking back, she realized how reckless she had been. She had offered a cold, clinical contract to the CEO of a global luxury empire, a move that could have stripped her of her dignity. She had treated Zeke Zhao like a high-stakes thrill, a dangerous bait she thought she could control. But instead, she was the one drowning in him. He was the only man who looked at her not with amusement or lust, but with a terrifyingly steady devotion.Now, a new fear took root. She wanted to marry him, yet she was haunted by a void. How can I be a mother when I never had one? Xielle sat on the balcony, the city lights flickering like distant stars as she
CHAPTER 23: When Zeke stepped out of the conference room, the chilling atmosphere of the boardroom vanished instantly. He found Xielle and Tania huddled together, their laughter echoing softly against the marble walls. The sight of Xielle’s genuine smile made the tension in his shoulders finally melt."Ready to go?" Zeke asked, his voice softening the moment he reached her side."Update mo ako ha? And please, don't stress yourself. Isipin mo si baby," Tania reminded her, giving Xielle a tight, protective hug before waving goodbye.Xielle stood up and instinctively looped her arm through Zeke’s as they headed toward the elevator. The maldita side of her was gone, replaced by the expectant mother who looked at him with a rare, quiet curiosity."Zeke, kapag lalaki 'yung baby... what do you think?" she asked, her hand resting over her stomach.Zeke pulled her closer, his arm wrapping firmly around her waist. "I’ve always wanted a girl, but if it’s a boy? That’s totally fine. As long as h
CHAPTER 22:The next morning, the sun barely had a chance to hit the horizon before the storm broke inside the unit. Xielle’s phone had a constant vibration of notifications, but one headline made her blood turn to ice. It wasn’t just a rumor anymore—there were grainy photos of her near a clinic and a detailed "exclusive" from Vivianne’s camp about the pregnancy.That was the turning point. People could call her a homewrecker all day, but dragging her unborn child into a media circus was where she drew the line."That girl is getting on my nerves, Zeke! 'Yang babae mo, ako mismo ang maghuhukay ng libingan niyan!" Xielle roared, her voice trembling with a mix of hormones and pure rage. She gripped her iPad and hurled it across the room; it hit the wall with a sickening crack before sliding to the floor.Zeke was by her side in a second, his hands out as if trying to catch a whirlwind. "Baby, please. Let me handle this. I have everything in motion.""Handle this? Look! Everyone is talkin
CHAPTER 21: It's been one week since Zeke became Xielle's assistant. Zeke had completely transformed the unit into a sanctuary. He had officially moved his home office to her dining table, surrounded by stacks of folders and his dual-monitor setup, but his focus was never truly on the numbers. His ears were always tuned to the sound of Xielle’s footsteps.Every morning began the same way. Zeke would wake up before her, not to check the stocks, but to prepare a light, ginger-based tea to help with her morning nausea."Khione, hey... breakfast is ready," he’d whisper, brushing the hair away from her face.Xielle would groan, burying her face in the pillow. "Five more minutes, Yuan. The baby says it’s too early.""The baby, or you?" Zeke teased, sitting on the edge of the bed. He didn't rush her. He’d wait until she was ready, then help her sit up, leaning her against the headboard as he served her a plate of fresh fruits and protein-rich eggs. He had become an expert at knowing exactly
CHAPTER 20:The lobby of the Zhao Group felt like it was holding its breath. The Ice King was inches from the safety of his private elevator when the sharp, arrogant click of designer heels shattered the silence."Zeke! Darling!" Vivianne Chua lunged forward, her arms open as she attempted to wrap them around his neck.Zeke stepped back with clinical precision, his expression shifting into one of utter boredom. "Don’t. My suit is more expensive than your intentions, Vivianne. And I just showered, I’d hate to go home smelling like a desperate socialite and daddy’s influence."Vivianne pouted, smoothing her Dior dress. "It's always so cold. Anyway, did Daddy tell you the good news? The engagement party is back on track for next month. I’ve already contacted the florist for the white orchids."Zeke let out a short, dry laugh—the kind that usually made board members pray for their jobs. "Your father is a very imaginative man. Perhaps he should write fiction. The only party I’m attending
CHAPTER 19The morning sun was brutally bright, cutting straight through the penthouse windows, but the mood inside was completely dead. Xielle was curled up on the edge of her velvet couch, looking like she hadn’t slept a single hour.Arthur, being his usual over-the-top self, had already laid out a massive spread on the kitchen island—crisp longsilog, fresh mangoes, and a pot of black coffee."You look like a literal ghost, Xielle," Arthur said, dropping the theatrical act for a second. "Seriously, you're so pale.""I don't know, Art. I just don't have an appetite," she muttered, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. But the second she did, all she could see was the desperate, bloodshot look in Zeke’s eyes from their fight last night."You have to eat something. You need to stay healthy..." Arthur’s voice trailed off, gesturing vaguely toward her stomach. "...you know."Xielle looked down at the garlic rice, her chest tightening. She knew exactly what it felt like to grow
CHAPTER 11:The transition from the quiet sanctuary of Zeke’s penthouse to the glaring spotlights of TVN Studio 7 was jarring. For two days, Xielle had been cocooned in Zeke’s world—he had played the role of a devoted provider, cooking for her, ensuring she was pampered, and watching over her with
CHAPTER TEN:The heavy, post-passion silence of the penthouse was shattered by a voice that could rival a thunderstorm."What the hell, son!"Zeke and Xielle’s eyes snapped open in unison. The shock was like a bucket of ice water. Xielle’s heart nearly leapt out of her chest as she scrambled to pul
CHAPTER NINE: "I have two weeks of your time to make up for, and I plan on using every second of it.”The tropical heat of Batangas was already settling in by the time Xielle sat in her chair for hair and makeup. Despite the early call time, she felt energized—mostly because her phone kept buzzing
Weeks later XIELLE is invited to a gala full of celebrities and businessmen. Xielle is already used to ut but today hits different because she's not in the mood and she's drained.The pressure on Xielle was reaching a boiling point. Between the frantic preparations for the gala and the suffocating d







