{MATURE} 

"I was scared!" she cried, interrupting him. "You're a married man, you have a wife now, and I didn't want to ruin that. I didn't know how you'd react. And I didn't want my children… our children… to be caught in the middle of more pain."

He looked at her in shock, breath caught in his throat. "You just said… our daughter earlier," he said slowly.

Yes," she answered. "Jasmine and Hanith. They're yours."

Aaron's breath hitched, stumbled back a step, staring at her like he was seeing her for the first time again.

"You told me they weren't mine," he whispered.

"I lied," she admitted. "Because I was scared. I wanted to protect them. I thought if you knew, you'd take them away. And I also thought you wouldn't want them because you are married now."

"Five years," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "I had children... and never knew." He clenched his jaw, struggling to process everything. 

"They are your children," she said softly. "And now your daughter needs you." 

~**~
A single mother, Katherine Prescott was the perfect definition of a B3 classy lady—beautiful, brainy, and brave. She worked her ass off to ensure her children never lacked, building a name for herself while running from the unwanted attachment of the past.

But when the past she thought she'd left behind the day she fled with her babies came crashing against the walls she'd built—six years later—everything she buried resurfaced.

What if the forgotten spark and desires kept pulling her back into the very past she wanted to forget? What if her babies wouldn't stop asking about their father? Can she really give him a second chance at love… and risk losing herself to passion again?

Aaron Knight was a celebrity. He never believed he'd see her again. But there she was—still breathtaking, still beautiful as ever. He wasn't letting her go this time. He would get her back, by hook or by crook.

Two problems: he was married… and she was already a mother.

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#singlemother

Aaron returned to the living room with a deep scowl settled across his face, his jaw tight from the conversation he just had with his mother. He didn't need his mother pestering him about claiming the kids and filing a lawsuit. Lawsuit for what?


He didn't want to argue or be angry this night—not when Katherine's scent still lingered faintly in the house—and he couldn't wait to throw Amanda out for stretching the air with her perfume.


Aaron slumped into the sofa, rubbing the bridge of his nose before reaching for the glass of wine he left earlier. Wanting to finish the drinking excuse quickly, he gulped down the wine, barely noticing the taste nor the look on Amanda's face. He just needed the drink to wash out the irritation brimming in him.


Chapter 71 - Drugged me?