Timothy's Surge of Emotions

Kaye sat on the couch, hugging her legs tightly, tears streaming down her face as she endured the pain of recent events. She found herself in a hotel room with Warren, their only refuge in this moment of turmoil. Warren couldn't bear to see her suffering, so he approached her, dropping to his knees and gently clasping her trembling hand.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered, his voice heavy with guilt. "This is all because of me..."

But Kaye shook her head, cutting off his words with a shaky breath. "Please... It's not your fault."

Warren winced, seeing the anguish in her eyes. His selfishness had torn apart Kaye's relationship with her husbands.

"I love you, Kaye," he said, his heart heavy with remorse.

A knock at the door interrupted their moment, and Warren rose to answer it. Outside stood Isaac, holding their son Eros in his arms, his expression grave.

"Where's my wife?" Isaac demanded, his eyes fixed on Warren.

Hearing her son's cries, Kaye sprang to her feet, wiping away her tears as she hurried to embrace them.

"My baby!" she exclaimed, tears flowing anew as she showered Eros with kisses.

She had left him behind in the mansion out of frustration, and now guilt flooded her heart.

"I'm so sorry for leaving you, baby," she sobbed.

Isaac stepped forward, his face softening with compassion. "Kaye, please don't cry. He's safe now."

Gently, he wiped away her tears and held her close, offering solace in his embrace.

"Thank you for bringing him here, Kiel," she said gratefully.

Isaac smiled tenderly. "He's our son, and we promised to build a happy, complete family together."

With unwavering resolve, Isaac pledged to stand by Kaye's side no matter what trials they faced. He doesn't care if Kaye also loves Warren. He had already accepted from the very beginning that Kaye belongs to everyone. Kaye married him despite the objections of her husbands. Kaye loves them equally, but the others were selfish.

When Kaye retreated to the bedroom with Eros, Isaac confronted Warren in the living room.

"You knew this could happen, yet you still went through with it. Now Kaye is facing complications with her husbands again. I thought you cared for her. Why are you subjecting her to this suffering?" Isaac's voice was laced with frustration and concern.

"I'm sorry but I love Kaye, and I'm willing to risk everything for her. She chose me, and those men can't accept it," Warren defended himself.

Isaac rolled his eyes, unable to fault Kaye for choosing Warren. After all, she had also chosen him before, and she had even shielded him from Mikhail's animosity toward him, a gesture that had led to reconciliation between him and his brother.

"I want to be with her too. Can't I also have her love? I know you've felt the same way every time Kaye was with her other husbands, receiving their affection. I want to be loved by her," Warren added, pleading his case.

Isaac sighed, understanding Warren's perspective. "Fine, I see where you're coming from. But what's your plan now? You can't stay in this hotel forever."

"I've saved up enough money for us, and I'm looking for a place for us to live. I'll also find a job," Warren replied, determination in his voice.

"Let me help you. But don't misunderstand—I'm doing this for Kaye's sake. And I'll be living with you too; I'm Eros's father, and I won't have him growing up thinking you're his dad," Isaac offered.

Warren looked down, pondering their conversation. "Do you think her other husbands will follow her?"

"If it's the others, of course they will. They adore Kaye. But my brother... I'm not so sure. He's always been distant, guided by his pride. He's unpredictable," Isaac answered.

Warren sighed, apprehensive about what the future held.

Suddenly, another knock sounded at the door. Isaac opened it, unsurprised to see Kaye's husbands and friends standing there.

"Where is she?" Tristan asked urgently, worry etched on his face.

They all entered the room.

"She's in the bedroom with Eros," Isaac replied.

Raon strode up to Warren and delivered a hard punch. The other men quickly restrained him.

"How dare you make Kaye choose you! Because of you, our family is in turmoil again!" Raon's voice was filled with fury.

Warren met the intense gazes of each man, sensing their pain and anger. Kaye heard the commotion and stepped out of the room, leaving Eros peacefully sleeping inside

"Why are you all here?" she asked, tears welling in her eyes.

"Kaye, we can't live without you!" Tristan declared, tears glistening in his eyes.

"We refuse to let this man be the only one with you. We are your husbands, and we have every right to be by your side wherever you go," Haru asserted passionately.

"Kaye, though we may not be your husbands, we've vowed to stand by you for life," Troy added solemnly.

Ivan, Shin, Rein, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Mom! I was so scared when you left!" Cedie cried, rushing to embrace her.

"Kaye, I don't care if you chose him. But I still love you. Please forget what Mikhail said. We'll always be here for you, no matter what," Kurtis said tenderly.

Kaye broke down in tears at his words, feeling their love and support envelop her.

After the emotional moment, they gathered in the living room to discuss their plans. Utilizing his connections, Isaac arranged for a new house for them. Kaye was overwhelmed with gratitude for her husbands' unwavering love and care. Yet, amidst the joy, she couldn't shake the worry about Mikhail. She feared his loneliness in the mansion, knowing she was the one who had left him. She's certain that he now harbors resentment toward her for what she did to him. The mere thought of Mikhail fills her with sorrow, and she can't help but cry again. Despite everything, she loves Mikhail deeply.

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A week later, Kaye found herself in the mall, carrying Eros as she browsed the toys on display. Shin had been with her earlier, but he had been called away by the staff to attend to some reports, leaving her alone for the moment. As she wandered around the store, she unexpectedly caught sight of Timothy, who happened to be at the mall as well. His eyes widened in disbelief when he saw her.

"K-Kaye?" he stammered, as if unable to believe his eyes. He closed them briefly, half expecting to find himself in a dream. Ever since she disappeared, he had been haunted by visions of Kaye wherever he went.

But when he opened his eyes again, Kaye was still there, looking at him with fear in her eyes.

"K-Kaye... Am I hallucinating again?" he muttered, his voice trembling with uncertainty.

Kaye took a step back, her gaze flickering nervously to her son.

Timothy glanced at the child she was carrying. This couldn't be a hallucination. If it were, he wouldn't see Kaye with a child. Kaye was alive!

But...

"K-Kaye..." he called out her name again, tears welling up in his eyes.

"D-Don't come closer..." Kaye pleaded, her voice quivering.

Hearing her voice, Timothy felt a flood of emotions. She was really here, alive...

"You're alive?" Tears streamed down Timothy's cheeks as he moved to embrace her, but Kaye stopped him.

"I said, don't come closer!" she insisted, her tone urgent.

"But Kaye... You have no idea how much I've suffered since I thought you were dead. Every night, your memory haunts me... I even tried to end my own life to be with you in the afterlife," he confessed, his voice choked with emotion.

Kaye was at a loss. She needed to get away from Timothy. She couldn't risk him finding out about their child.

"Kaye, I missed you so much," Timothy added, his voice filled with longing. Then, his gaze fell upon the child she was carrying, and a surge of emotion washed over him.

Why does this child look exactly like him?

"K-Kaye... This child..." Timothy's voice trailed off as he struggled to comprehend what he was seeing.

Kaye instinctively moved to shield Eros's face. "Don't you dare to look at my son!" she warned, her tone sharp and protective.

"S-Son?" Timothy was taken aback. "Kaye... You have a son? Since when? Is this why you faked your death? What happened this past year?"

"It's none of your business... Now leave me alone and don't ever try to follow me, or I'll call the cops," Kaye warned, turning her back on him.

She was about to leave when Timothy spoke again.

"That child looks exactly like me... Is he my son?" Timothy's voice trembled with hope. He needed to know the truth, to understand why Kaye had disappeared. And this child, he looked so much like him... He couldn't shake the feeling that there was a connection between them.

Please, let him be my son...

Kaye didn't turn around to face him. Summoning her courage, she spoke firmly. "No... He's not yours. Why would you even think that? Don't be delusional," she said, her voice devoid of emotion.

"If he's not mine, then why can't you look at me?" Timothy approached her, desperation evident in his voice. "Kaye, look at me..."

But before he could reach her, Kaye bolted, running as fast as she could.

"Kaye, wait!" Timothy called out, chasing after her.

As she ran, Kaye's thoughts raced. She couldn't let Timothy take her child away.

"No! I won't let you have my child!" she thought desperately, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Kaye, wait!" Timothy's voice echoed behind her, but she didn't dare stop.

She nearly tripped, but Shin arrived just in time to catch her.

"Kaye, why are you in a hurry? Are you alright?" Shin asked, his voice tinged with concern.

"S-Shin... Let's leave," she pleaded, her nerves frayed.

Furrowing his brows, Shin turned to see Timothy rushing toward them.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Shin demanded angrily.

Timothy stared at Shin, momentarily caught off guard. Napoleon? It was indeed him; they had followed Aria into this world. But he pushed aside thoughts of the past. His only concern now was learning the truth about Kaye's child.

"Tell me, who is that child's father?" Timothy demanded, his tone urgent.

Shin instinctively moved to shield Kaye and Eros behind him.

"And why do you care? He belongs to someone else. Are you delusional enough to think he's yours?" Shin retorted, his voice dripping with disdain. "It's impossible for Kaye to have a child with you."

"Impossible?" Timothy smirked. "But Kaye and I spent every night together on the island. Why do I feel like he's my child? I can feel it, and he looks exactly like me!"

"Enough of your nonsense! Leave before I call security," Shin warned, his patience wearing thin.

"I won't leave until you tell me the truth!" Timothy shouted defiantly.

People began to look at them, and upon realizing that it was the mayor, they started murmuring among themselves.

"I am his father."

Timothy's eyes widened as he saw Isaac.

I-Izekiel?

Isaac was equally surprised to see Timothy. He quickly pulled Kaye and Eros closer to him, glaring at Timothy.

"Gilmesh..." he muttered.

Timothy tried to remain calm, feigning ignorance of Isaac's identity.

"And who the hell are you?" Timothy demanded.

"I don't know if you are really Gilmesh, but seeing your face makes me want to kill you," Isaac said, his voice low and menacing.

"I don't know about anyone named Gilmesh. But there's one thing I want to know: who is that child's father?" Timothy persisted.

"I am his father. Are you satisfied now?" Isaac replied, his tone cold.

Timothy laughed bitterly. "You? You don't even resemble him. I don't believe you!"

"Well, it's not my problem if you don't believe me. I don't need to prove anything to you," Isaac said, gripping Kaye's hand firmly. "Let's go home."

"You're not leaving!" Timothy shouted, undeterred.

As the crowd's murmurs grew louder, Kaye's anxiety reached a peak. She squeezed Isaac's hand tightly, desperate to escape the chaos.

"You're the one who needs to leave my mall! I respect you as the mayor, but this is too much. How dare you claim someone else's child?" Shin intervened, his voice firm.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Mikhail's voice cut through the tension as he arrived with Kaye's other husbands.

People made way for him, their murmurs growing louder.

"T-The mafias are here?" someone in the crowd muttered nervously.

The murmuring continued as the presence of Mikhail and the other husbands added to the intensity of the situation.

"Kaye, what's going on? Why is Timothy here?" Tristan asked with concern. He gently took Eros from her arms, noticing Kaye's trembling.

"Hey, haven't you caused Kaye enough trauma in the past? Now you're bothering her again?" Haru said, his voice filled with anger.

"Mayor Timothy, please leave while we still have some respect for you. We don't want to be in tomorrow's headlines," Kurtis urged.

Timothy gritted his teeth.

"What if I refuse?" he challenged.

"We'll be forced to call the cops," Raon warned.

Timothy clenched his fists in frustration.

"I can't believe you still have the nerve to bother my wife again. Leave now before I order my men to take care of you," Mikhail warned, his tone laced with menace.

"Tsss... This will not be the end, guys. I will not stop until I know who the child's real father is!" Timothy declared before storming off.

Kaye breathed a sigh of relief as Timothy finally left.

"Let's get out of here. People are staring," Raon suggested.

They made their way to the car park. Shin took Eros inside the car, leaving Kaye and her husbands to talk outside.