Caught In His Embrace: A Second Chance Romance

That evening, Rosie received a call from the design company she had interviewed with. She got the job.

The next day, she dressed up and headed there. They had prepared the contract.

"Take a look. If everything's good, you can sign it."

"All right, thank you." Rosie carefully reviewed the contract. "It's good, but I need some time before I can start."

Although her job at the supermarket was temporary, she still needed to hand things over properly. She couldn't just leave without notice.

"No problem. Just inform us when you're ready to start."

"Okay, thank you," Rosie said.

Walking out of the office, Rosie couldn't contain her excitement. She walked with a spring in her step, as this company was highly respected in the industry.

She had applied right after graduation. But without solid experience, she didn't even pass the first round.

Now, she finally built a stronger resume.

Rosie knew she would start with basic tasks, but that didn't matter. A company like this offered a bigger platform and better opportunities. To her, this was a huge step forward.

A short distance away, inside a black Cayenne, Hervey lowered his phone. He had just finished a call with the design company's boss. "Mr. Flynn, Rosie signed the contract," he reported.

Howard nodded. Without Hervey telling him, seeing her practically skipping down the street was proof enough.

"Mr. Flynn..." Noticing that Howard couldn't stop staring at Rosie, Hervey spoke softly, "Should we follow her?"

'Mr. Flynn had gone out of his way to secure this opportunity for Rosie. She should at least know,' he thought.

"It's okay." He tightened his gaze before shaking his head. "Let it be. She doesn't have to know."

He hadn't done this for recognition but to make things easier for her. After all, Rosie was Bobby's mother.

As for them, he'd already confessed his feelings to her, but she refused-so be it.

He wanted to give her the title of Mrs. Flynn, but there was no point in forcing it if she didn't want it. A relationship should always be mutual.noveldrama

Ahead, Rosie had already entered the subway station and was out of sight.

Howard withdrew his gaze and instructed, "Let's go."

He had an appointment with Josiah.

A few days ago, Howard was abroad. He only found out after returning that Josiah had gotten into trouble and that Joyce was hospitalized for surgery.

By the time he visited, Josiah had been discharged, and Joyce was in the sterile isolation unit, her condition stable.

They had agreed to meet at Tasty Bites. When Howard arrived, Josiah was there. "Howard." Josiah greeted with a smile.

"Hmm..." Howard nodded, then hesitated. "You still regard me as your brother? You are Mr. Evans now."

"What?" Josiah raised an eyebrow. "Are you not going to acknowledge me as your brother anymore?"

"Of course not," Howard shook his head. "What I said before will never change."

"Then it's settled. As long as you acknowledge me, you'll always be my family," Josiah said.

The brothers exchanged a glance, smiled, and sat down across from each other. "How's everything?" Howard knew that returning to the Evans family wasn't easy. "The Evans family is complicated. Need any help?"

Even though Josiah was invited back by Andy, his so-called siblings were unlikely to accept him.

"Not at the moment." Josiah shook his head. "I can handle things for now. I'll ask if I need help."

"Okay." Howard nodded. "As long as you know what's going on..."

Thinking of Joyce, he continued, "Is there any chance left for you and Sienna?"

Hearing that, Josiah's smile faded. He shook his head. "That's what she wanted. I can't force her."

"True..." Howard couldn't help but think of Rosie. He nodded. "You can't force things. Let it be. Just don't let Sienna and Joyce suffer."

"I won't," Josiah assured him.

After leaving Tasty Bites, Howard and Josiah went their separate ways. As Howard sat in the car, his phone rang. It was Miranda.

"Miranda..." he greeted.

"Howard, something's wrong! Bobby's gone missing!" Miranda cried out.

"What?" Howard tensed, his brow furrowing. "Wasn't he at school? What did the teacher say?"

"After the afternoon activity class,

when the teacher did the headcount, they found Bobby was missing!" Miranda said, her voice trembling "What are we going to do? He's so young, and human traffickers love targeting little kids..."

"Don't worry. I'm going to the school right now."

"Quick, hurry!"

*****

At the supermarket, Rosie was stocking shelves while talking to Sienna on the phone.

"Can you let Mr. Fischer know about my situation? I'm sorry for the trouble." Mr. Fischer referred to Conner.

"Don't apologize," Sienna replied with a smile. "You're just a temporary worker, and you've given enough time for the handover. It's fine."

Then she congratulated Rosie. "You found a job so quickly. That's great!"

"Hehe." Rosie couldn't hide her joy. "A little bit of luck, I guess."

At the door, some workers came in with deliveries.

"I have to go now. I'm getting busy," Rosie said.

"Okay," Sienna replied.

After hanging up, Rosie went to organize the goods, sweating as she moved.

Click!

A faint sound caught her attention.

Rosie paused and listened closely. The sound stopped. She shrugged it off and continued working.

Click! Click!

Something wasn't right. Rosie slowed her steps, holding her breath. The sound became clearer.

'Could there be a mouse in the warehouse?' she wondered.

She moved closer to the noise and grabbed a stainless steel basin from the shelf, lifting it in preparation.

Then she froze. It wasn't a mouse but a chubby little kid sitting on a carton, munching on a bag of chips larger than his face. He kept crunching away, the sound echoing in the air.

Seeing Rosie approached, he didn't stop. However, as she got closer, a hurt expression appeared on his baby face. His eyes were red and teary.

"You..."

"I'm hungry, the kid immediately responded in a soft voice as soon as Rosie spoke, pouting his lips. "Miss,

I'm hungry..." As he spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks, like little pearls.

Rosie's heart softened. She quickly put the basin down, unsure what to do.

"Don't cry." Rosie panicked. She wasn't sure how to comfort a child. Although she'd been married for five years, she'd never raised a kid.

Then, she pointed at the chips in his hand. "That can't be enough to fill you up." The kid stopped crying and asked, "Then what should I eat?"