"Enough." Diana retraced a step, her expression hardening. After she freed herself from the plot, she regained her pride and strength. Contempt flashed across her eyes as she stared at Cedric. "It's all because you love me? Cedric, I never told you to lie, and neither did I ask you to falsely accuse Ms. Emerson."She chuckled, leaning back against the wall as she said, "You're well aware of why you did that."Cedric looked like someone had just punched the living daylights out of him. He could sense the disdain in the way she treated him, and he couldn't bear the drastic difference in his previous and current treatment. Diana had always been the one who was fawning over him, but it seemed like their positions had swapped now. He was a Garner, after all. He'd never felt wronged like this. Yet, he couldn't afford to piss her off since he depended on her. His expression changed drastically as he gritted his teeth. A hint of hesitation flickered across his face before his express
Diana flashed a self-deprecating smile. "I know how despicable Cedric is, but I still like him."She dropped her gaze, her lashes casting a shadow on her face as she whispered, "I can't bear to break up with him now either. So, I can only keep myself busy with him until I lose all interest in him."But she had full control of their relationship now. Cedric, who was so full of ambition, would have to come begging to her—provided that Sorsby Group was going strong. Diana felt like she had been split into two. A part of her was rational, meticulously laying out all her plans before her. She made sure she had the advantage after analyzing all the pros and cons. Yet, the other part of her was forlorn. "No wonder I'd fall for him. I'm not any less despicable than he is." Her feelings for him weren't even genuine. She relished in her selfishness, and that didn't make her any different than him. "You're different from him." Hannah frowned and took Diana's hands. Glancing up at her, she
"Darling." Molly's eyes were red and teary, yet a huge smile spread across her face. Extending her wrinkled and weathered hand, she looked at Hannah lovingly. She surely had grown a lot over these years. "Here, let me walk you down the carpet." Matthew was supposed to do this, but he was sitting in a corner. He had no right to have the audacity to walk her, and she wouldn't give him the chance to either. He didn't deserve it. He was nothing like a father to her, and she despised the idea of allowing a disgusting man like him to walk her down the aisle. Molly was perfect for the job. Matthew didn't deserve to be a father, after all. Hannah dropped her gaze and beamed at Molly. "Thanks, Grandma." She linked arms with her, striding toward her groom with a bright smile. Her long train fell behind her as she strutted down the aisle in heels with Molly. Rory walked proudly in front of her, tossing petals as he led the way. Bouquets of flowers blossomed on their sides as fireworks
It wasn't until Hannah looked into the mirror did she realize she was grinning. Her face felt sore from the wide grin plastered on her face. Darren stood tall behind her, looking as gorgeous as always. Something tingled in the air between them. His gaze remained hidden behind his lashes. From the way his solemn gaze was fixated on her hair, he looked like he was carrying out an important task when he had just been drying her hair.She flattened the corners of her lips, attempting to wear a serious expression. A laugh escaped her lips in the next instant as she looked at him in the mirror. She called out to him sweetly, "Darren."His eyes flicked up to her reflection, meeting her eyes in the mirror. Her smile grew wider as she tapped on the corner of her lips. Realizing that she was teasing him, he froze before he let out a chuckle. He gave a light tap on her eyebrow as he drawled, "You're being naughty, Hannah."Hannah didn't refute. She propped her chin against her hands as she
However, a predator wouldn't hold back. Though Darren would usually fall for her whining, he didn't this time. His throat bobbed, his hands splayed at her waist, not giving her a chance to refute. "Hannah, didn't you want to know why I was so happy today?"I've been longing for this day." He leaned into her, not sparing her a chance to dodge. Devouring her lips with fervor, he wished he could melt into her body. Hannah was taken aback by the intensity of his kiss, utterly aware of how domineering he was. She threw her arms around his neck, her body slowly growing limp due to how great he was at kissing. He had her instinctively rolling her hips against him. Sensing her intent, Darren's breath hitched. His emotions rushed through him like a tidal wave. His arm went under her knee and he swept her up in an embrace, placing her gently on the bed. The room was carefully decorated. Their wedding photo hung above the bed, and Molly chose the bedsheets. Beautiful patterns were embroi
Hannah didn't feel like eating at all. She shot a scathing glare at Darren as the tips of her ears turned red. How on earth did he suddenly become so bold overnight? He was clearly uneasy when she teased him before. Flustered, she propped herself up and said through gritted teeth, "I'll have my breakfast, please!"The chowder smelled divine. Its velvety and creamy base exuded a rich aroma which made her senses spiral in elation. She was indeed famished after last night, and she finally stopped eating after two servings, letting out a tiny burp. Darren had been watching her. He handed her some wet tissue and a glass of warm water once she was done. He seemed intrigued to groom her into a delicate lady who needed help with everything. Just as she handed the glass back to him, he pounced on her again. He breathed into her neck as he pecked kisses along the length of her neck. "Since you've eaten to your heart's content, I suppose it's my turn to eat now." Once he tried it for the
Erica still looked slender and fragile, and the ends of her hair seemed brittle and yellowed. Amidst the heavy metallic scent of blood lingering in the air, her body wobbled before she collapsed to the ground. Hannah's heart hammered against her chest. She hurried two steps forward and got a hold of Erica. "M-Ms. Emerson…" Her face was ashen, and the color drained from her lips. Blood was trickling down the corner of her mouth as she flashed a weak smile at Hannah. Grabbing her hands, she stuttered, "A-Are you okay? D-Did you…Did you get hurt?""I'm fine. I'm not hurt." Hannah tightened her grip on her hands as she heard her stammering. A pang of helplessness surged in her chest. She couldn't tell whether it was a hallucination or Erica's hands were gradually turning cold. Her vigor seemed to have seeped out from her body. Panicking, she asked hastily, "How did you show up? Erica, y-you should stop talking… The ambulance will be here shortly. Don't worry." Erica was still co
Her tone was cheerful. It was as if she was somewhat relieved.Hannah's heart skipped a beat. She grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense! You're not going to die!"She actually knew that her words lacked certainty.When Karen attacked her, there was no mercy shown. She stabbed Erica viciously, almost piercing through her body.Erica was slightly shorter than Hannah. The knife stabbed into her chest not far from her heart.Blood gushed out from the wound, seemingly unstoppable.Hannah's heart twisted into a knot.At this moment, she no longer remembered Erica's past mistakes. She was full of anxiety and sorrow."Why are you so silly?"Her eyes reddened slightly as she said with a voice tinged with panic, "Why did you rush out? You're still so young…"It was the best time of her life. She was blossoming like a flower.Even though life was hard, she could still be stunningly beautiful without any expensive cosmetics or skincare products.Was what she d