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As Cynthia watched Georgia leave, she turned back and walked calmly to the sofa. Sitting down gracefully, she fixed her gaze on Marius and said, "Marius, if you have something to say, just say it. There's no need for pretenses."Marius, however, was in no hurry. He stood leisurely, walked over to the liquor cabinet, and retrieved a bottle of well-aged red wine.Skillfully, he uncorked the bottle and poured three glasses. He handed one to Sean first, then gently placed another on the coffee table in front of Cynthia. Wearing his usual warm smile, he said, "No rush. Let's have a drink first and chat at ease."With that, he raised his glass, clinking it lightly against Cynthia's, producing a crisp sound.Seeing this, Sean quickly stepped forward and clinked glasses with both of them before tilting his head back and downing his wine in one gulp. He smacked his lips and praised, "Good wine!"Marius smiled, politely raising his glass to Cynthia once more before also downing his wine in a si
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Sean watched from the side, and an inexplicable sense of pity surged in his heart. Unable to hold back, he hurriedly said, "Why don't you give her to me instead?" As he spoke, he looked at Marius with hopeful eyes, wishing he would change his mind. Bard paused his actions upon hearing this, turning to Marius for instructions. Marius still wore that signature, carefree smirk. He glanced at Sean before slowly saying, "This isn't as simple as spending a single night." Sean instantly understood Marius' meaning—he was determined to ruin Cynthia. Sean sighed inwardly. He knew that his father's influence was nowhere near Marius' father's, nor did he have Marius' wealth and power. In this situation, he was utterly powerless. Cynthia had only herself to blame for provoking Marius, the devil incarnate. Anyone who ended up on Marius' bad side rarely met a good end. Seeing that Sean had fallen silent, Bard signaled his men to continue taking Cynthia away. They were well aware that s
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Lucien bent slightly, locking eyes with Cynthia inside the car. In that instant, the icy coldness in his gaze seemed to freeze the very air around them. Meanwhile, Chase was still curled up on the ground outside, trembling in terror, his shrill screams cutting through the silent night like a knife. Ignoring him, Lucien parted his thin lips and commanded in a deep, authoritative voice, "Open the door."Cynthia nodded slightly and reached out to slowly unlock the back door. Seeing this, Lucien swiftly and effortlessly pulled her out of the car, half-lifting, half-supporting her. Her legs felt weak, her entire body drained of strength. Instinctively, she collapsed against Lucien's solid chest. At that moment, the anxious weight in her heart finally settled. A strange sense of security washed over her, as if she had finally found a safe harbor. At the same time, Simon strode forward and grabbed Chase, who was sti
Last Updated : 2025-03-22A One-Night Stand With Her Ex-Husband Is It That Hard to Show Weakness?
Cynthia's steps were unsteady, her body still weak. She tilted her head slightly, leaned closer to Lucien, and whispered, "Why are you here?"Lucien lowered his head slightly, locking eyes with Cynthia. A smirk played at the corners of his lips as he said, "You took my money and then ran off to a place like this—how could I not come see for myself? I was thinking, if you dared to spend my money on another man, I'd break one of your legs."His tone was calm, not too light nor too heavy, but it sent a sharp jolt through Cynthia's heart. She opened her mouth, wanting to refute him, but the words seemed stuck in her throat. After a brief hesitation, she spoke softly, "Everything I told you just now was true. I didn't lie."She wasn't sure why she felt the need to explain herself to Lucien. Perhaps it was the lingering effects of the drug still in her system, making not only her body weak but also lowering her e
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(Flashback)"This is yours." Cynthia's voice was soft, tinged with a hint of nervousness and shyness. She had finally managed to dig out the boy's workbook from the towering pile of slightly disorganized books and gently handed it over.Opposite her, a strikingly handsome boy slowly lifted his head. His eyes were bright and deep, as if holding a galaxy of stars.He reached out, took the workbook, and smiled slightly. "Thanks," he said in a low, warm voice.His smile pierced straight through Cynthia's defenses. She felt her heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably, pounding wildly as if it would burst out of her chest."Your name is Edric? I'm Cynthia," she mustered her courage, trying to sound composed as she looked at him.The boy responded with a simple, indifferent, "I know."His voice was deep and magnetic—just two words, yet they sent a ripple through Cynthia's heart."You're outstanding. Everyone knows you. It's you who
Last Updated : 2025-03-23A One-Night Stand With Her Ex-Husband The Kiss Beneath the Water
Cynthia was completely unprepared when she was yanked into the water. Her face plunged straight into the freezing pool, the icy coldness piercing through her skin.Panicked, she struggled frantically, but a strong hand coiled around her waist like a serpent. The force was overwhelming—unyielding like iron chains—as it pulled her deeper and deeper into the water.The sound of water roared in her ears, deafening and relentless. Her vision blurred in the dim light, and all she could make out was the vague outline of a face and the powerful figure beside her, radiating an aura of dominance.Her body collided against the other person's chest, and in her desperation, she instinctively wrapped her arms around him. The water surrounding them was cold and slick, but the body she clung to felt solid and warm—her only lifeline in this chaotic abyss.As they sank further, Cynthia's breathing became more labored. Her lungs burned, as if a massive sto
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After stepping out of the pool, the two headed straight for the bathroom.Freshly showered, Cynthia reached for the nightwear Lucien had tossed her way. But the moment she unfolded it, she froze.A white, silky slip dress—thin, short, and barely covering anything.There was no doubt in her mind—Lucien had done this on purpose.Her previous clothes, drenched from the pool, lay in a soaked heap on the side, completely unwearable. Left with no other choice, she went to find Vicky and asked if there were any other options.Vicky's answer was straightforward: her new clothes wouldn't arrive until tomorrow. And as for women's nightwear—this was the only one available.Cynthia frowned in suspicion.Given Lucien's notorious reputation, with women constantly coming and going from his life, how was it possible that he didn't have a few spare sets of female clothing lying around?She didn't believe it for a second.But the thought of wearing something left behind by another woman made her stomac
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The second half of the night felt like an endless and torturous nightmare for Cynthia. She lay in bed, her eyes fixed on the dark ceiling, her thoughts tangled like a chaotic web. She drifted in and out of restless sleep until the first rays of dawn quietly seeped into the room. When Cynthia finally opened her eyes, a single word stabbed into her heart like a sharp dagger—mistress.Yes, today was the first day she had agreed to become Lucien's mistress. She slowly got up, allowing the maid, Vicky, to dress her in the luxurious clothes Lucien had prepared and apply delicate makeup—everything was flawless, down to the finest detail. Yet, in Cynthia's eyes, the reflection in the mirror was unbearable to look at. No matter how she viewed it, she felt like a heavily adorned woman waiting for a client—no different from a prostitute. Or perhaps, like a meticulously groomed bird in a gilded cage—granted beautiful feathers but stripped of the freedom to soar, trapped within these wal
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Lucien walked through the door just in time to see Cynthia limping across the living room. He rushed over in three quick strides and steadied her."What happened?""Just twisted it a little," she replied casually, trying to pull her hand away."Why didn't you call me?" His brow furrowed into a knot.Cynthia looked up at him, her eyes—usually bright like starlight—now clouded with confusion."It wasn't a big deal.""Not a big deal? What, do I have to wait until your leg breaks for it to count as one?" His voice spiked in volume, and his grip on her wrist tightened. She was always like this—always keeping him shut out. Five years ago, and still now."What's your problem?" Cynthia yanked her hand free. "I was trying to save you the trouble."Lucien's jaw clenched so hard it seemed carved from stone. She'd never understand—he'd rather she cry and call him in a panic than see her pretending to be strong.When she insisted on walking on her own, he simply scooped her up without a word."Hey
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Cynthia glanced around the minimalist yet cozy room. Her eyes landed on several racing photos on the wall."Didn't expect you to be a race car driver," she said."Just a hobby." Martin handed her a glass of water and cut straight to the point. "Actually, I've heard about you long ago.""Oh?" Cynthia's lips curled slightly. "What did you hear?""You're my boss's ex-wife." Martin clasped his hands. "Someone who left a deep mark on him."Cynthia let out a soft laugh. "You're giving me too much credit. A man like Lucien—who could possibly affect him?"Martin neither agreed nor denied. "I want to ask you to go easy on Jacqueline."Cynthia's gaze sharpened, the smile no longer reaching her eyes. "You must be joking. I'm just a regular person. How could I possibly 'go easy' on a top celebrity?""Just don't kick her while she's down," Martin said calmly. "She's already been blacklisted. Her career is over. She's paying the price for her own actions."Suddenly, Cynthia changed the subject. "Do
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The knocking resumed at the door—this time accompanied by other voices. Cynthia struggled again, but Lucien easily pinned her down, his lips returning to hers with a possessive urgency. He even bit her, not hard, but enough to force her focus back to him.Only when the knocking finally stopped did Lucien slightly pull away, his voice husky. "When are you going to send them home?"Cynthia was ready to curse at him, but his fingers pressed gently against her lips. He stroked her bitten mouth with his thumb, his tone softening unexpectedly."I know I didn't come back right away, but I've been keeping an eye on everything here. The Jessica thing? Handled the next day. I just got caught up with something else." He leaned his forehead against hers. "Once they're gone, I'll explain everything."By the time Cynthia emerged from the bedroom, the living room was completely empty. The chaos from the night before had vanished—everything was spotless. On the coffee table lay a note from Pearl: "We
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All eyes were on the center of the room, where a game had just gone terribly wrong—or right, depending on who you asked. Cynthia and Gina's lips accidentally brushed in the middle of a biscuit game, and time seemed to freeze.From the doorway, two invisible waves of tension rolled in, colliding overhead and silencing the once-boisterous party.It was just a game mishap—really. Not only had they kissed, but two guys nearby had bumped lips too. Still, to Lucien and Martin, the world had narrowed to just one pair of touching lips.The party screeched to a halt. Laughter died mid-sound. The oppressive tension pinned everyone in place as they all instinctively turned toward the door.Cynthia's gaze briefly passed over Lucien's face before she looked away, completely expressionless. "Keep playing. Don't stop."But who could stay relaxed in front of those two? One was a world-famous celebrity with charisma to burn; the other, just standing there, made the air hard to breathe. The living room
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Cynthia sat on a cold metal chair, her fingertips tapping lightly on the table. The officer pushed a stack of interrogation notes in front of her—three middle schoolers' statements, their childish handwriting crooked and clumsy, but filled with the phrase "delivering justice.""They thought they were punishing evil and promoting good," the officer sighed. "But they were just being used."Cynthia lowered her gaze, a cold smirk tugging at her lips. "Justice?" she repeated softly, her finger gliding over the line that read: ‘Acting on orders from above.'"Did you find out who that ‘higher-up' was?"The officer nodded. "Got him. Some guy running an online troll farm. He confessed the moment we brought him in." He paused. "Said someone paid him to orchestrate the whole thing."Cynthia didn't ask who. She already knew.—Jacqueline.She pulled out her phone and dialed Hogan's number."I was waiting for your call," Hogan said lazily, as if he'd seen this all coming."I need your help.""How c
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After making breakfast, Cynthia invited Simon to eat with her. Once they finished, she handed him a blanket and a pillow."You can get some rest now. I'm not going out at all today."Simon took the bedding and watched as she returned to the table, opened her laptop, and began working with her usual efficiency. There was a quiet, enduring charm about her—a confidence that shimmered beneath her calm exterior.Compared to those dainty women who squealed for help just to open a soda can, Cynthia's independence was refreshing. She didn't need a man to define her or hold her hand through life. And Simon, in his heart, respected that.So, holding the blanket, he watched her for a moment and mumbled, "Thanks."Cynthia, reading the morning's headlines on social media, turned and gave him a brief smile before refocusing on her screen. Simon, clearly exhausted, lay down on the couch and fell asleep within minutes.Cynthia scrolled through the trending posts. In just one night, Jacqueline had tak
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With a whirlwind of passion, Cynthia was completely spent. She didn't have the strength to argue anymore, or even resist. All she wanted now was to sleep.But Lucien wouldn't let her.He pulled her into his arms, watching her settle like a stroked cat finally soothed."You were angry the other day because you thought I went to see another woman, weren't you?"Cynthia played dead.Lucien bit her ear. She slapped him. He looked pissed."Cynthia!"She opened her eyes and stared at him. "What have you been doing these past few days?"Her tone was almost that of a wife questioning her husband.Lucien studied her. "You care what I've been doing?"Cynthia turned away and lay back down. But of course Lucien wasn't done. His hands wandered again.Suddenly, Cynthia twisted around and bit his ear hard. That finally shut him up.She stared at his dumbfounded face and the way he was looking at her—it made her skin crawl. She turned her back to him.Lucien pulled her back, face unusually serious."
