{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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Amanda stared at her phone screen, her chest thumping quickly. The designer clock on the wall blinked 10:37 p.m., but sleep was nowhere in her eyes—she was wide awake. She hadn't been able to calm herself down since the day in Katherine's office. She glanced at her yet-faded finger—the grip that Katherine held her with that day bruised and arched, and it had yet to fade away.


She hissed quietly and pulled the phone closer, fingers trembling slightly as she scrolled through her contacts. Her thumb hovered over Brenda Knight's name, teeth gnawing at her lower lip as her stomach churned—it was only her who could help her right now. She gulped and pressed the call button.


The phone rang twice before an irritated, curt Brenda's voice answered.


Amanda didn't bother with greetings. She didn't call for greetings. She needed help as she clutched her phone tighter to her ear. Her voice was tense and shaky. "He knows."


Chapter 47 - He knows