Óscar rolled a chair and placed it next to Courney's bed. He sat down, holding Courney's hands, and began recounting his military exploits, laughing as he remembered the pranks played on newcomers and the escapades they had to go to clubs.The day they removed Courney's medical devices, the whole family and friends were present. Dexter was in a wheelchair, and Janna, who had been prescribed rest, insisted so much that poor Freed had no choice but to bring her.The doctor, along with two nurses, proceeded to remove the devices. Courney was examined: she had regained her color, was breathing well, and the stitches were healing. However, she still didn't wake up. Hours passed, and nothing happened. The doctor informed them that her recovery was going well, but it depended on Courney waking up.That day, she showed no signs of response, and everyone left the hospital with sadness in their eyes.A week passed, then a month. Lindsey and Óscar took turns caring for her. Physically, Courney w
The Miller family returned to their mansion, and Maximiliano took his sleeping son to his room. Stefany went ahead to the room she shared with her husband. She had thought a lot about it but didn't know how to take the step to become his woman in bed. She shared her thoughts with the lively Luan, who insisted she buy a red set—a transparent strap nightgown with matching lingerie.Stefany was in the bathroom, blushing like a tomato, uncertain whether to come out in that outfit or tell Maximiliano to take her as his woman.She sensed when he opened the bedroom door. "My love, where are you?" Maximiliano asked, looking around.Biting her lower lip, she responded insecurely, "In the bathroom. Change and wait for me lying on the bed."He found it strange but didn't pay much attention. Maximiliano searched the closet for his pajamas, changed, and sat on the bed, waiting for her to come out.Stefany gathered her courage, sighed several times, and finally emerged. She took a few shy steps and
The family was once again gathered at Janna's baby shower, children running around joyfully. While the adults conversed, Janna winced, prompting everyone to look at her in surprise as liquid trickled down, wetting her shoes."I think my water broke," Janna exclaimed in panic.Faces exchanged uncertain glances; Stefany fainted, and Maximiliano, alarmed, scooped her up, sitting with her while Cecilia fanned her."Freed, where's the diaper bag?" Lindsey shouted, seeing him standing without reacting."I'll find it. It must be in the baby's room," Luan said, rushing inside.Kyle searched for his car keys in vain. "Lin! Help me with her. These men are scared," Isa said, lifting Janna. She took her right hand, and Lindsey took the other, slowly helping her walk. They led her to one of the cars."Courney, when Luan brings the bag, meet us at the hospital," Isa instructed, settling Janna in the back of the car and speeding off to the hospital.Freed and Kyle looked at each other, shouting simu
Five months later, Courney was overwhelmed with nerves. The day of her wedding had arrived, and she would be getting married in the church. Her insecurities always attacked her; she still attended psychological counseling.Lindsey helped her put on the wedding dress she had designed herself. It was a beige lace dress with floral motifs, with sensual V-neck and a delicate back covered in very fine lace, subtly revealing the skin through floral-patterned transparencies. It was designed in a mermaid style that highlighted her beautiful figure.Stefany was sitting comfortably on the bed, enjoying spoonfuls of creamy chocolate ice cream, savoring the indulgence."Stefany! For God's sake, stop eating so much. Look at how chubby you've become, and you're only seven months pregnant," complained Luan. Every time he saw his sister, she was eating, and it infuriated him."Well, you don't know that every pregnant woman is round. What do I do if these three troublemakers demand food all the time?
Two months later."AY! AY! AY! UFF UFF UFF," Stefany cried out."You can do it, love, push, push.""Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh, I can't take it anymore," she exclaimed, sweaty."Just a bit more, Stefany, here it comes, here it is," the doctor commented.The spouses heard the first cry and smiled with happiness, but that smile on Stefany's face didn't last long; another strong pain made itself known."It's a girl," the doctor passed the baby to the pediatrician for examination."Once again, I pushed hard, Stefany, here I see the head," the doctor repeated."Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh."Another cry echoed in the delivery room."Here it is! It's another girl, once again, Stefany," the doctor handed the other baby to the pediatrician."I can't take it anymore, I can't... Ahhh Ahhh." —You can do it, love, our prince is still to come.""Stefany, come on, he needs you, strong push, push," the doctor shouted."Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh."The third cry made its presence, and the doctor showed the baby to the pediatrician for cl
Lindsey Girt Rose is a young woman of just 19 years old, standing at 1.75 cm tall. She has hair as blonde as the sun, skin as white as snow, and striking greenish-gray eyes—a enviable beauty hidden behind thick black glasses and loose-fitting clothes.For the past 11 years, her life has been a torment. Shortly after her mother's death, her father remarried, and her stepmother always treated her as inferior. At the age of 8, she was forced to prepare her own meals and do chores in a spacious two-story house. Her stepmother threatened to fire the employees if they helped her. Being a year younger than her stepsister, Lindsey wore worn-out and discarded clothes. Courtney made her life miserable, crying in front of her father, accusing Lindsey of hitting her, pulling her hair, ruining her homework. All Lindsey could do was wait for shouts, punishments, and confinement to her room with no rights. That room became her refuge in a house where she had neither voice nor vote.Her so-called fat
"I told you; wine is meant to be sipped slowly. Look at yourself, you look like a drunkard," commented her sister, noticing the effects of the liquid."But I only had one drink, I don't understand. Why is everything spinning?" Lindsey replied."Come on, let's go. I'll accompany you to the bathroom," her sister said, trying to grab her arm."Leave me alone, I can go by myself," Lindsey resisted being touched."You're so stubborn. Let your sister help you," whispered Kathen."But I..." Lindsey didn't finish speaking as her father interrupted coldly."Get her out of here before she makes a fool of herself."Her sister walked with her to the bathroom, but on the way, two young men intercepted them, diverting into a hallway."Help me, this prude has passed out."Each guy took her by an arm and led her to the elevator. They entered and pressed the 9th floor button.Lindsey peeked out to check; the hallway was empty."Hurry, guys, someone might see us," Courney said, almost running. She exit
Kyle is confused; his head is spinning, and he has no explanation to offer."I don't know why she's here in my room.""Forgive me for what I'm about to say, Mr. Pratt. That girl lying there is our daughter. From what I see, her dress is on the floor, and you were without pants, being the mature man you are. What do you think I can assume? Besides, our daughter is a decent young lady." With greedy, shining eyes, he mentally wondered, ‘How does my daughter know this man? I can take advantage of this situation.’Kathen was infuriated by the luck of the girl being in bed with Kyle Pratt himself. She approaches Lindsey and shakes her."Lindsey, get up! You have a lot of explaining to do."Lindsey moves on the bed, opens her eyes lazily, and the first person she sees is her father. She blinks several times, clings more to the sheets."What happened to me? I don't remember anything, just that I was dizzy and going to the bathroom," she mumbles sleepily, feeling her body heavy and a slight he