Mag-log inWhat a journey this has been, no? Looking back from the time this book started to now, I'm like “Wow, these readers have a lot of patience.”I know it mustn't have been easy sticking with this book, especially with my inconsistent update schedule, and so I want to say a very big thank you to you tha
SIX YEARS LATER:“You should come one day, darling. The people here are so wonderful! Everyone is so kind. And they have such genuine gratitude for whoever helps them in any way.”Hearing the excitement in her mother's voice as they spoke over a video call, Desiree chuckled warmly. It truly amazed h
Four Months Later:“You may now kiss the bride,” the officiant announced.The guests rose to their feet, the whole chapel erupting into applause as Damian cupped his wife's face and delivered a passionate kiss. Afterwards, with beaming smiles on their faces, he went down on his knees and kissed his
“Gerald Butler, how many times must I tell you that it would be rude to just leave our own reception before it's over?”*“Ugh, but I'm dying to make love to you,”* Gerald groaned again. “I can't wait for our wedding night. The things I plan to do to you.”His eyes brightened with lust. “Do you want
A Month Later"The bride has arrived!" a female guest shouted.Immediately, all the guests who had been outside and not seated rushed into the chapel. The reporters, despite clear warnings to keep off, were not allowed into the church, but they were more than happy to capture the bride’s entrance.O
They hugged, and as her mother continued to cry, Desiree couldn't help her own tears.“Okay, let me call Hugo in now,” Desiree said after wiping her tears when they pulled back from the hug.Her mother smiled nervously as Desiree opened the door and ushered a now fully dressed Hugo into the room.“D
"You have no right to be touching my girlfriend like that," Liam gritted out, still glaring at Gerald. Gerald dragged in a deep breath, his nostrils flaring. "If you were observant or cared enough, you would realize that I was only comforting her." Liam sneered, "She doesn't need you to comfort he
“Sasha, how’s Michael doing? Where’s Desiree?” Sasha stopped pacing upon seeing him, the worry on her face twisting to anger as she glared at him. “You have some nerve showing your face here and asking about Michael when you’re the reason why he had a heart attack.” Gerald froze, staring at her in
“The doctors said the attack he suffered was serious. They’re doing everything they can to stabilize him but they can’t give me any guarantees,” her mother answered, tears pouring down her face. “I don’t want to lose him, Desiree.” “No. No. That won’t happen. Nothing will happen to Dad, Mum.” Desir
“Of course, Gerald Butler is the reason, and it’s all thanks to Miss Hamilton, who assumes she knows more about business than us,” Stephen answered. Desiree had enough of his taunts and carefully worded insults. She shot to her feet, glaring down at him as she hissed, “Gerald couldn’t have been the







