Sienna Adams’s life is anything but peaceful. She’s burdened by debts that aren’t hers and running from a past she refuses to face. Love isn’t on her mind... until she encounters Zachary Sterling.

Zachary is a man shrouded in secrets. The only softness in his life is his son. Sienna should have been nothing more than a passing stranger, someone he would never recall. But something about her makes it difficult for him to walk away.

Sienna doesn’t realize that Zachary is the leader of a powerful company.

And Zachary doesn’t know that Sienna is the woman who once carried his child… and then vanished without a trace.

Or perhaps he is the reason she vanished...?

As the truth begins to surface, their past and present become intertwined. 

Feelings grow deeper, secrets grow darker, and love becomes dangerous.

And this time, walking away may no longer be an option.

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Sienna looked at him, a little hesitant this time. “Can I know your name?” she asked. 

Zachary glanced at her briefly.

Then he said simply, “I already saved it on your phone.”

Sienna's eyes widened slightly as she quickly glanced at the screen.

'Huh? Why does his name sound like Zachary Sterling?' She chuckled to herself. 'Nah, probably just a coincidence that their names are similar.'

“See you later, Zach…” 

Before he could respond, she turned and hurried toward the conference room on the other side of the lobby, her steps quick and purposeful.

Zachary didn’t move.

He stood there, watching her retreating figure as she disappeared into the distance.

The faint echo of her voice lingered in his mind.

'Zach—'

It wasn’t a name people around him used lightly, especially not with him standing before them.

For a brief moment, he remained still, his gaze fixed on the space where she had just been.

Then, slowly, he shifted his attention forward again.

But something felt… different.

And he couldn’t quite explain why.

Sienna's whole body ached, every muscle seeming to protest.


She forced herself to open her eyes wider, but the sharp hospital light immediately made her squint. Her head throbbed faintly. For several long seconds, she simply lay there, waiting for her vision to stop fighting with the brightness.


Eventually, she managed to open her eyes fully, only to see a white, unfamiliar ceiling. 


"Where am I?" she muttered softly, her dry voice barely audible as she turned her head slightly. "I am in the hospital. Who brought me—"


The words stopped in her throat when she saw a man sitting quietly on the sofa near the window, his arms crossed over his chest, his head slightly lowered. He looks fast asleep.


For several seconds, her eyes remained fixed on him. Then the memories surged back as a video clip played in her mind: the police station, Benjamin Foster, the humiliation, the helpless rage.


Chapter 132 - I Just Did What I Could To Help