She thought she would be fine. She thought she wouldn't be restless for these three days while looking at her phone furiously. Her emotions have become unstable lately. She is easily offended, she snapped at Tyson and Jason while joking in the kitchen, while Sayre was struggling to cook food for her customers. All of that messed up Blakely's life! She was frustrated at the thought of the change in his emotions that had occurred because of the emptiness she felt. She missed Arthur! So badly. And she also missed the annoying man a little. Oh my gosh! She knew she must be crazy to think her life would be okay after that night. Nickson asked her to stay away from Arthur until the boy got used to the presence of a new nanny around him. She had made it through ten years of her boring and monotonous life in New York. She should have gotten through three days without Arthur well, but she didn't. She was devastated to learn that there were no voices of the boy arou

The passenger door of Nickson's car snapped open. Nickson roughly shoved Blakely's shoulder into his car and almost knocked her over from the rough push. Blakely snorted angrily. She glared at Nickson and told him to keep his hand away from her body because Nickson's hand really would only hurt her if it went any further. After Blakely sat nicely in his car and fastened her seatbelt, Nickson slammed the door shut. All anger seemed to be burning all over his body. He couldn't even control himself from all the anger he couldn't understand the cause. He only felt his body suddenly become hot, and the fire within him slowly grew and became a flame that was difficult to extinguish. The words Blakely spoke to Antonio made him very angry, even disappointed in her. He didn't expect that Byrnlee would easily judge him that low just because of Antonio's baseless words. He is disappointed in Blakely who trusts Antonio more than he trusts her because he is her brother-in-law. Brother-in-law? Ni

To celebrate Arthur's return from the hospital, that afternoon Nickson's parents came to the house to have lunch together. Hulya and Jonathan came over with joy to welcome their grandson back to health. Meanwhile Blakely just listened to their exciting conversation in the kitchen while preparing the cutlery that she would bring to the dining table. She had finished cooking the beef stew and Swedish meatballs. She thought it was a suitable food menu to eat during the day. The combination of fresh soup and savory minced beef will make Arthur more excited to eat. "Need help?" "Eh.." Blakely flinched in surprise at Nickson's presence behind her. She was piling up bowls and spoons when Nickson's hot body slid behind her slender body. "Sorry to surprise you. I see you're in trouble. You should have asked for help.” Nickson spoke very close to Blakely's ear. Even their bodies were pressed against each other in the middle of the spacious kitchen. That

"Good morning!"That morning the dining roomwas filled with Arthur's noise. He came down the stairs with very hard steps, almost as if he almost made the house collapse because he was too eager to go down one step at a time. Nickson, who had woken up and was sipping Blakely's coffee, was disturbed by the noise made by Arthur. The boy was becoming more and more noisy by the day."Morning Dad. Aunt Blakely…” Arthur shouted in a shrill voice. "You know what I want for breakfast, right?"Blakely replied with a smile and an understanding nod. She was now making bacon for Arthur after piling a few pancakes onto his plate."Sleep well boy?" asked Nickson.“I slept very well last night. I think I'm pretty exhausted after playing with Aunt Blakely all day.""You kept her from playing with you?" Nickson raised an eyebrow, squinting at Arthur's grinning face in front of him. "Aunt Blakely found two boxes in Mom's wardrobe," Arthur whispered. He glanced slightly toward the kitchen, afraid that B

At night Blakely couldn't wait to open Rebecca's diary. She left the two envelopes unopened and untouched because she wanted to finish reading Rebecca's very thick diary. She saw that all the pages in the book were full of her handwritten notes. Rebecca didn't miss a single page. It made Blakely curious, how many stories did her sister want to put into the diary? Had she been so lonely all this time that she only had a diary as the only friend that would hold her whole story?  Blakely shook her head quickly. She didn't want to speculate too much. Speculation will only bend her rational mind, and then she will become unobjective in judging something. So before these speculations poisoned her mind any further, she quickly turned to the seventeenth page of Rebecca's diary.   Hi, looks like I've fallen in love with the wrong person. The man I love is not only a jerk, but a HUGE FUCK!   Blakely was stunned to read every word