CHAPTER 9
One year after the wedding that almost ruined everything, Gabriel was standing in the garden of their new home in the Hamptons. It was a private, quiet place, surrounded by high walls and dense hedges, a sanctuary where they could just be themselves.
Lily was running through the sprinklers, her hair soaked and her face bright with joy as she chased their new rescue puppy through the grass. Gabriel watched from a wicker chair, a glass of iced tea in his hand, feeling a profound sense of gratitude for the life they had built.
He hadn't dated again, and honestly, the thought didn't even cross his mind; his world was complete with his work, his passions, and his growing girl. He had sold the Manhattan mansion, erasing the memories of the day that changed everything, and never once looked back.
“Daddy! Come play!” Lily screamed, splashing through the water and waving for him to join her. Gabriel stood up, ignoring the fancy clothes and the high-society expectations, and ran into the spray, laughing as they wrestled in the sunlight.
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He was the richest man in the world, not because of his bank account, but because of the daughter who loved him unconditionally. He had learned the hardest lesson of his life, but it had led him to the ultimate prize: a second chance at fatherhood.
The dark memories were receding into the background, becoming nothing more than a cautionary tale of greed, pride, and the dangers of ignoring one’s own intuition.
