{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

Brenda walked elegantly, her green floral dress swaying behind her beautifully, her mini green bag hung on her arm as her heels clicked on the marble floor. Her lips turned into a smile as she turned to watch the twins trailing after her. The kids were so cute, she couldn't help but succumb under their cuteness and wanted to spoil them.


They walked into a big shopping mall and she gestured toward a cubicle with display-stacked toy boxes and plush animals. "Pick anything you want," she said gently, her gaze warm—contrast to her usual frowning face and commanding demeanour.


Jasmine's eyes widened as she whipped her head around in awe. "We can pick anything?"


"Yes," Brenda confirmed, nodding her head. Her eyes softened, looking at the child's undiluted happiness.


Jasmine flapped her arms happily, "Hanith!" she turned to her brother excitedly, "Look! There's that Iron Man we saw on TV—"


Chapter 50 - No doubt