LOGINNoah ran out of the house, crying. But as his feet hit the ground outside, he stopped short, stunned. Evander and Elena were standing at the gate to the yard.“Noah,” Elena called, her eyes already glistening with tears as she gazed at him with a look of profound longing.But Noah’s gaze was fixed on Evander. His expression was unchanged, filled with the same deep-seated hatred.“My son,” Evander said, walking toward him. At that moment, Dom and Alice rushed out of the house after Noah, but they too stopped, surprised to find Evander and Elena there.Noah stood rigidly as Evander approached, his hands clenched into tight fists.“Please forgive me. I will do anything to make you accept me,” Evander said, his eyes full of sorrow.Noah didn’t answer. He turned his face away as if he couldn’t bear to look at Evander.“Even your mother has forgiven us. Why do you still hate me so much?” Evander asked, his heart aching.Noah wiped his tears away roughly. He sneered, shooting a sharp glance
Fueled by a burning determination, Evander pushed himself to recover as quickly as possible. He practiced walking with a cane, supporting a body that still felt weak.Elena watched his progress with a mix of joy and sorrow. At the same time, she was consumed by worry for Alistair, whose condition grew more alarming with each passing day. It created a sense of urgency, a feeling that they were running out of time to see Noah.“You should rest, my love,” Elena said, seeing Evander panting, beads of sweat on his face. He had been walking around the garden since morning, and now the sun was high, shining down on them with a gentle heat.Evander nodded and walked over to Elena, who was sitting on a garden bench.“We have to go there soon,” Evander said after taking a sip of his drink.Elena smiled and nodded. “Yes. I can’t wait to hold him again,” she replied.Evander gave a weary smile. “Yes, we can do this,” he said with conviction.Elena's expression turned somber. “I’m also worried abo
Elena knew she had to act. She desperately wanted to cry, to pour out all her exhaustion and sorrow, but she could not afford to be weak. At this moment, she was the only one who could unite the Montgomery family, and that included bringing Noah back to them.Today, Evander was coming home. His condition had improved enough that the doctor said his recovery could continue at home.“It feels good to be back,” Evander said as he got out of the car. Bram helped him into a wheelchair.“Welcome home,” Elena said, leaning down to give her husband a warm hug.Evander smiled, but he couldn’t miss the signs of exhaustion on Elena's face, the dark circles under her eyes.“Are you alright, darling? You don’t look well,” Evander asked with concern.Elena glanced between Bram and Emily, then forced an awkward smile.“I’m fine, just a little sleep-deprived,” she deflected.Evander accepted her answer with a faint smile. Bram then began to push Evander's wheelchair, and they entered the house.Evand
Alistair made his way to his room, but there was something wrong with his stride. He seemed to drag his feet, his steps unsteady. The old man opened his mouth to breathe, feeling as if the oxygen around him was thinning, leaving him gasping for air.“Oh, God,” he murmured, his free hand rising to clutch his chest.He paused, hoping to regain a bit of strength. But then his face contorted as he held his breath, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. The hand holding his cane let go, intending to reach for the wall as a wave of weakness washed over him. But before his fingers could touch the nearby surface, Alistair collapsed to the floor. His hand accidentally knocked over a vase, sending it toppling to the ground where it shattered with a loud crash that echoed down the corridor.Emily, just returning from an errand Alistair had sent her on, was startled by the sound of breaking pottery coming from the hallway to her master’s room. She rushed to investigate, only to find him lying un
Bram stared at Noah, waiting for the boy’s answer. His gaze was firm, demanding to hear what Noah would say. He couldn’t afford to be soft. He feared that if Noah was left like this for too long, he would only drift further away from his own parents.“Noah?”Noah seemed a little intimidated by Bram, his head bowed low.“I… I don’t want to disturb Papa’s rest. I’ll come back another time, Uncle,” he said.Alice put an arm around Noah’s shoulders to calm him, noticing how the boy seemed more reserved with Bram than with anyone else.Bram took a long breath.“Alright. You should get some proper rest over there until your father and mother come to get you,” Bram said, stepping forward to touch Noah’s head. He felt a pang of guilt for being so stern with the child.Noah nodded. “Thank you, Uncle.”Bram then looked at Dom. “If anything happens, just call me,” he said.Dom nodded in understanding. “We’ll be going then. Send my regards to Evan. I hope he recovers quickly,” she said.“Of cours
Noah sat on his bed, watching as Dom packed his things into a bag. He had been cleared to go home today."Are you ready to go?" Dom asked without looking back. Only after he zipped the bag shut did he turn to face Noah.The boy didn't answer right away. He just stared back, his eyes clouded with doubt."What is it, son?" Dom asked, sensing that Noah wanted to say something. He moved closer and sat on the edge of the bed.Noah looked down at the puzzle cube in his hands."Can I just go home with you guys?" he asked.Dom was taken aback. The request was a happy one, especially if Alice heard it, but the current situation was far too delicate. He couldn't make that decision on his own right now.He sighed, gently placing a hand on Noah's head."You know we don't have the right to decide that anymore, unless you ask your parents for permission first," Dom explained softly.Noah took a breath. He knew that. He was just reluctant to speak to Elena and didn't want to make his mother sad.Dom
Since yesterday's events, Olivia had been keeping Layla from spending time with Noah. The situation was still delicate, especially since Noah seemed to be rejecting Evander as his father."So, how are they now? Is Miss Elena okay?" Olivia asked Emily while they watched Layla study on the back terra
The man's eyes went wide when he heard the news that Elena had left her room without anyone knowing. "The VIP escaped?!" he shrieked. What now? Why was this woman suddenly disturbing Evander's peace again and again? Couldn't she just leave him alone for once? "Her last known location, didn't Mi
"May I know what kind of woman is your ideal, Captain?"Evander almost choked on his ice cream when the question was thrown at him so suddenly.Out of nowhere, it was uttered by the very person who secretly held his heart.For a long moment, the man gazed at the woman he adored, saying nothing. His
The man in the bulletproof vest narrowed his eyes, focusing on the target ahead. He wasn't just reading the breeze, but also factoring in the target's movement and sound hundreds of meters away.The rhythm of movement, the sound, the seconds before...Bang!The shot was fired."Yes!" Evander Sincla







