Janet’s Point of View
I was shocked to hear that Grandma was sick–and even more shocked that I was just hearing about it now. All this time Rowan had been trying to get me to attend her birthday party. Was this the reason? And he never once mentioned it?
“Grandma is sick and you’re just telling me now?” I said, my voice shaking with anger. If she’s truly sick, why did Rowan threaten to sabotage my career just to get me to that party? Why not simply tell me the truth? And what the hell does her
illness have to do with our divorce? The questions were tightening in my head. I had no idea what kind of game he was
playing here.
Rowan sat up from the bed and turned to face me. He already looked tired–but not nearly as tired as I felt.
“Grandma has a heart condition that requires surgery,” he said quietly. “But she’s refusing. Even after we contacted the best
surgeons in the country, she still won’t go through with it.”
“Why would she refuse surgery?” I asked, confused.
“She insists we get back together and have a child–maybe even children–before she agrees to anything. She says that if she doesn’t survive the surgery, she wants to die happy knowing we’re okay and that she got to meet her great–grandchild.”
His words caught me completely off guard. I didn’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry. What the hell is this? Out of all
excuses, Rowan chose this? How childish. Did he really think I’d fall for that? There was no way I was going to believe him.
Not anymore.
But seeing how worried he looked, how genuinely concerned he seemed, I tried to keep myself composed.
“I’m sorry to hear that, but I don’t think it’s possible for me to get pregnant for you, Rowan. There’s no way I’m sleeping with
you. The divorce is happening.”
Rowan’s mother had made it very clear that I wasn’t fit to bear her grandchildren–that they had already found someone else
suitable. So why didn’t Rowan go to her for all this?
“What do you mean it’s not possible? Janet, aren’t you a woman? I already told you, money isn’t the issue. I’ll pay anything to make this work. It’s just for Grandma’s sake,” Rowan snapped
It felt surreal discussing this with someone I thought I was done with. When I left that house, I told myself I’d never have to face Rowan again. This was never part of the plan. And now him trying to get me pregnant–it made me furious.
“And to be honest with you, Rowan,” I said, leaning against the wall, “your mother really needs to take you to a doctor and have your masculinity checked. I’ve been blamed for not conceiving, but maybe it’s your fault: Seriously, get yourself
checked.”
I hadn’t meant the words to come out as harshly as they did, but I didn’t regret saying them.
Rowan’s face turned red with rage. He got up and rushed at me, grabbing my waist. Before I could react, he flipped me onto
the bed.
“Are you really doubting if I’m a man?” he demanded, his face close to mine. “Why do you keep bringing this up? I may not be as patient as you think. Don’t tempt me.”
“Are you angry because I’m telling the truth?” I shot back. “I don’t want to tempt you, Rowan. Now get off me.”
But I wasn’t really fighting him. As crazy as it sounded, a part of me was glad he was reacting like this. That was stupid–I knew it. He was my ex–husband, and whatever I once felt for him had died the day I walked out of his house.
“Let’s see who begs for mercy now,” he muttered as he started kissing me.
It took everything in me to resist, but outwardly, I wasn’t fighting him. Rowan had this way of getting under my skin. Always
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“What the hell, Rowan!” I tried to push him off, but he was stronger. Before I could stop what was happening, he kissed me again. Part of me wanted to fight it–but instead, I was enjoying the moment. My body was betraying me again.
He kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Again and again, and then whispered, “Don’t worry about the child. We can get it another way. I know you can’t conceive. I’ll figure it out.”
His words made my stomach twist. What the hell did he mean by “get it another way“? I remembered how his mother said I’d
never be allowed to bear his child. So it was all true. I was too low to carry his baby.
The moment turned sickening. I shoved him off and rushed to the bathroom, where I threw up violently. I regretted letting
him touch me. Regretted giving in even for a second. Rowan would never love me. Not really.
I was still in the bathroom when he knocked softly on the door.
“Are you okay?” he asked from the other side.
If he already had someone else to get pregnant, why was he acting like he cared?
I stood up, wiped my face, opened the door, and shoved past him without a word.
“Are you sick or something?” he asked, sounding confused. “What the hell was that?”
“I’m fine, Rowan. You just disgust me,” I said coldly, then walked over to the bed and lay down on one side.
I lay there, wishing for the sun to rise so I could leave. I’m already done sharing this space with Rowan. Completely done.
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Chapter 32
Janet’s Point of View
I stepped down from the cab I took from Rowan’s estate this morning. It was already 10 AM–Grandma had insisted I wait for breakfast, and I was really worried about what my brothers would say. It pained me that I’m already lying to them, I can’t afford to lie to them again.
As I walked up to the front door, I was greeted with a warm smile from Jasper, who was standing in the doorway.
“Janet!” he called out, his face lighting up. “There you are. How are you? Was your night okay?”
He pulled me into a big hug, and I could feel how genuinely happy he was to see me.
“I’m fine,” I said, though I felt tired from the emotional night with Rowan.
“Come on inside,” Jasper said, leading me through the door. “Everyone’s been waiting for you.”
As we walked into the living room, I saw William, Dickson, and Peter all stand up with huge smiles on their faces.
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“Janet!” Peter rushed over and hugged me tight. “We missed you!”
“It was only one night,” I laughed, but I was touched by their reaction.
William came over and ruffled my hair gently. “One night too many. How was the party?”
“Did anyone give you trouble?” Dickson added, his voice protective. “No one will dare ” I said as I smiled back to him.
I was surprised. They all acted like I had been gone for years, not just one night.
“The party was fine,” I said. “It was nice seeing Grandma Stella.”
“Just fine?” Jasper raised an eyebrow. “From what I saw online, it was more than fine.”
He pulled out his phone and showed it to William and Dickson. It was the video of me helping Mrs. Henderson.
“Look at our sister,” Jasper said proudly. “She handled that situation like a true professional.”
William watched the video, his eyes wide. “Janet, this is amazing. You were so calm, so caring.”
“I’m so proud of you,” Dickson added, patting my shoulder.
Peter beamed at me. “You’re like a real–life hero!”
Their pride made my chest warm, but I also felt guilty for not telling them the whole truth about why I was really there.
“Alright, boys,” Tracy said, appearing from the kitchen. “Let Janet rest. She had a long night yesterday. She needs to recover.”
“Tracy’s right,” Jasper nodded. “Go upstairs and get some rest. We can talk more later.”
I was grateful for the escape. I went up to my room, and Tracy followed me.
“How was it really?” Tracy asked, sitting on my bed. “You really did great back there in the party, not anyone can handle such in the public.” Tracy remarks. I can’t help but chuckle.
“It was… complicated, and I was just doing my job. And everything went fine.” I said, not wanting to go into details about Grandma’s illness or Rowan’s behavior.
“I missed you,” Tracy said, squeezing my hand. “Just one night, and I was worried about you.”
I spent most of the day in my room with Tracy, who couldn’t stop talking about how much dhe have missed to tell me and before we know it’s already evening. It felt so strange to have people care about me this much.
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That evening, they called for dinner. I went downstairs and sat at the big dining table with all my brothers and Tracy.
During dinner, I couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Henderson. Her words kept playing in my mind: “Your mother used to say the same things.” Who was she talking about? And why did she seem so sure about it?
I was really bothered because I didn’t know how to bring it up or how my brothers would react. I needed to know what happened. Who were our parents? What was their life like before? And mainly, why was I separated from the family? Was it they don’t like me or what? Most powerful family like this mostly values their male child more than the female. Maybe that
was my case too.
I couldn’t put my finger on what had happened, and it was eating me up.
“Janet, are you okay?” Jasper asked, noticing my silence. It was not easy for something to get pass him. He notices every move anyone around him makes.
I tried to smile. “I’m fine.”
William chuckled. “You really look bothered. You can feel free to say whatever you want to say.”
“Did anyone touch you?” Peter asked, his voice turning serious.
“If someone hurt you, I’ll make sure they, rot in prison,” Dickson added, his jaw tight.” It’s fine,no one hurts me ?.” I forced my /self to say even when I know they won’t buy it.
I looked around the table at all their concerned faces. These men barely knew me, but they were ready to fight for me.
“I’m really bothered about what happened to our parents. Why I never got to meet them. And how I was separated from the family. Was it because the family didn’t like me because I’m a girl? Did they just abandon me?”
The room went quiet. I could see guilt and pain flash across all their faces.
Jasper put down his fork and turned to me. “First, I already told you our parents are traveling. And you were separated from
the family not because you’re a girl. We would never and will never abandon you.”
He took a sip of water, then looked directly at me.
“Twenty years ago, the Beckett family was targeted by one of our business rivals. They destroyed us. We went bankrupt and lost our empire, our cars, and all the houses we had.”
I could see how guilty my brothers looked as Jasper told the story. William stared at his plate, Dickson’s hands were
clenched, and Peter looked like he might cry.
“After the bankruptcy, the family went into serious debt,” Jasper continued. “And during that time, you and our mother were kidnapped. Our mother hardly let you offer her sight she took you anywhere she is going to that was how you get involved
while they kidnapped her.”
My heart stopped. “Kidnapped?”
“You were still little–about three or four years old then. When you were rescued, she sustained many injuries that really
affected her mental health. She started hallucinating, sleepwalking, forgetting things.”
“Most times Mom would forget she even had children,” Jasper’s voice was breaking. “Most times she would forget our home.
Whenever she’s been triggered it took a very long time for her to regain herself. And the most part of it is that you are always her anchor. Whenever she sees you, or you around mom used to be perfect. One day, she went to a children’s park with you just to have fun, and She was triggered one of a lady there went into argument with her and that’s how her mental instability hit her there.” Jasper said as he almost broke into tears.
William spoke up, his voice thick with emotion. “Mom got confused at the park. She forgot who you were, forgot she had brought you there. She just… walked away and left you.”
“When we found her hours later, she didn’t remember taking you anywhere,” Dickson added. “We searched everywhere, but
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you were gone.”
I felt like I couldn’t breathe. “So she didn’t abandon me on purpose?”
“Never,” Peter said firmly. “She was sick. Her mind was broken from the trauma.”
Jasper nodded. “It was a great loss to the family. When Dad realized what happened, he took Mom away to find remedies for her mental health. Since you were separated, her health issues increased. She blamed herself, even when she couldn’t
remember clearly what happened.”
“While he was leaving, he trusted us to search for you,” William said. “And over all those years, we’ve been following every lead we could find until we found you.”
My heart broke as I sank back in my chair. All this time, I thought I had been abandoned because I wasn’t wanted. But the truth was so much more painful and complicated.
“Where are they now?” I asked. “Mom and Dad?”
“Last I heard they are in Spain Dad said they went to see a specialist,” Jasper said gently. “Dad is taking care of Mom. Her condition is better now, but she still has good days and bad days. They don’t know we found you yet.”
“Why not?”
“Because we wanted to make sure you were ready,” William explained. “And we wanted to make sure Mom was stable enough to handle the news without it making her worse.”
I looked around the table at my brothers. Each face showed years of pain, guilt, and love.
“One of the greatest joys that ever happened to us was finding you and you coming back to us,” William said, his voice
breaking. “And you will never be hurt again. Not while we’re here.”
Tears were streaming down my face now. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I brought this up. If I had known-”
“Don’t apologize,” Jasper cut me off. “If anything, we should be the ones apologizing for letting you be alone for all those
years and not finding you sooner.”
“We failed you,” Dickson said, his voice rough. “Our little sister was lost, and it took us twenty years to bring you home.”
“You never gave up,” I said through my tears. “Even after twenty years, you never stopped looking for me.”
“Never,” Peter said firmly. “We would have searched for another twenty years if we had to.”
Tracy reached over and squeezed my hand. “You’re home now. That’s what matters.”
