Protective type

"Honey, I've told you, 90 percent of the men at my both companies both in LA and Seoul are married while 10 percent are in a relationship."

"What make you think that'll stop them from licking their lips at my woman?"

Helplessly shaking her head, she chuckled, "Ah, why didn't I know that my man was the too protective type?"

Walking towards them along with Anastasia, Ryan smiled, "Jin, the show just get started. Anastasia will accompany you in, Seb and I need to talk urgently."

"So soon?" Pecking Sebastian's lips, "I'll go in now, make sure you come quick." Without waiting for his reply, Jin-joo walked in with Anastasia.

Immediately they left, the expression on Ryan's face transformed into a cold look, "Dude, there's an unexpected being here."

"Who's that?" He inquired before grabbing a glass from the waiter.

"Liam Flynn."

Spatting the wine out of his mouth, he snapped, "What!" Placing the glass at one side, "How did he get here?"

"What do you expect? It's a broad celebration for everyone. Rich people in our society are eligible to trip in."

"Not a jaguar like him." Clenching his hands into a fist, he gritted his teeths, "Liam barely attends functions, I can't remember the last time he showed up in our company's yearly gala."

"I thought of that too." Rubbing his index finger on his chin, Ryan narrowed his eyes, "There's definitely a game that guy is playing at."

"Trust me, I'm good at dealing with men like him."

Patting his shoulder, Ryan took a deep breath, "Relax man, let's just assume that he came here on his own without making trouble."

Taking a deep breath, Sebastian frowned deeper, "No Ryan, that guy is up to something. I know him, he is my stepbrother. The fact that we didn't grew up under the same roof doesn't mean I don't know him."

"With the few times he spent with us at the company, I studied his behaviors. He is a cunning man. Of course we'd know how to deal with animals like him if he dares to do anything crazy." Pausing for a while, Ryan added, "Let's go in, before our women start getting worried for no good reason."

.....

Grayson's place

Inside the bedroom

Petra just finished having a long warm bath with the father of her children and left him in the dressing room.

Right now, she's lying on the bed with her arms crossed and her gaze focused to the ceiling.

She had been having this flashback memory since Lorena left the mansion today. But she doesn't want to get on with that. They're all in the past now.

It doesn't matter what happened between her and her relationship with Grayson or what her kids might do when they find out about them. All she want is peace, unity, harmony and love to reign in their lives.

Everything felt like a whole dream to her. Is she really spending quality time in the house of the man she vowed to stay clear from?

Well, how naughty was she to make such a weak decision. Her life is like a playback serie of a romantic relationship, beginning in a pleasant way it should be.

Though she suffered alot several times in the hands of her man's wife but–she's still the one who won the game at last. Just like the phrase 'He who laughs last, laughs best'

Mhmm, a sweet smile curled her lips upwards as she shut her eyes to meditate and immerse for a while.

.....

TWENTY-NINE YEARS BACK

"Honey, this is so unfair. How could you do this to me, to us?"

"For goodness sake Petra, haven't we talked about this before now?" He frowned and increased the pitch of his cold voice, "There's nothing I can possibly do about this. It has already happened. I can't get my child aborted, you know it's not right."

Closing her eyes, she wept bitterly, leaving tear drops like waterfalls rolling down her cheeks.

The other woman whom was busy chewing gum harshly, sneered at her. Spreading her arms like the queen of a castle, she proudly smiled, "Welcome, mate."

Lifting her head up, Petra seized her tears, "Mate? Do you think this is funny? Would you be happy if you're to be in my shoes right now?"

"I would rather kiss the anus of a pig than be in your miserable foot." She retorted harshly.

Seeing the incoming argument, Grayson chimed in, "Okay, that's it. Exchanging weird languages with each other won't solve or correct what has been done, okay?"

"Of course baby," Caressing his chin, she chuckled, "Anything for you my love. Just have it in mind that am your cover page." She kissed his lips. Ignoring the other woman's presence or what might happen next.

"Grayson," Rubbing her big round stomach, Petra sobbed, "Am seven months pregnant with your first child. Wouldn't you have considered that before doing what you did at the first place?"

.....