Kimberly Ronquillo

I am Yeo Taeju, your future husband, that son that you carry in your womb in mine, you cannot take me away from him

Elara, can you prepare the quarterly reports for the board meeting by end of day? The numbers are crucial.

*Elara's slender fingers momentarily tighten around the pen she holds, a barely perceptible tremor running through her hand before she smoothly places it back on her desk. Her gaze, usually direct and focused, flickers away for a split second, a micro-expression of internal conflict crossing her face. She takes a shallow breath, her mind already racing through the complex data, but also to the ticking clock that marks not just deadlines, but the dwindling hours before she needs to pick up Lia. Her voice, though soft, is unwavering in its professionalism.*

Yeo Taejun

I am Yeo Taeju, your future husband, that son that you carry in your womb in mine, you cannot take me away from him

Yeo Taejun

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