[Because nobody would buy a story about him making advances. After all, Hayden is the kind of clean-cut, quality man that women would kill for. He has plenty of women on tap; he'd never have to stoop to harassing someone.][But saying he's married? That's harder to believe than the end of the world today...][If we apply the detective novel paradigm to this scoop, isn't it that if all the impossible things are excluded, what's left, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth?][What are you babbling about? Why apply a detective novel perspective to this? It's clear the gossip is baseless.][Just drop it, folks. In a place like the entertainment industry, where truth and fiction intermingle, don't believe unverified rumors.][Who says it's unverified? Just because you think Hayden couldn't possibly be married, don't forget he's human, not a deity, okay? As a human, he's subject to feelings and desires. Didn't you remember the news about Hayden visiting Gigi's set a while ago? Perhaps
Wyneth: [Mmm.]The very next moment, Amelia made a video call. Without a second thought, Wyneth accepted. As the call connected, Amelia lounged on her desk, admiring Wyneth's stunning, just-woke-up visage."Damn, girl! How is it that you're this gorgeous?" Amelia teased, a mock pout on her face. "You wake up looking radiant when the rest of us would be greasy as hell.""Did you call just to flatter me?""Nah, I'm just bored. Otherwise, why would I be scrolling through Facebook? Oh, and all that stuff I said earlier, don't take it to heart, okay?""Sure, no problem.""Hold on, where are you?" Amelia's eyes narrowed, noting the decidedly un-feminine decor of the bed Wyneth was lounging in.Wyneth never kept secrets from Amelia. "I'm at the Hamilton residence.""The Hamilton residence?" Amelia repeated, her expression transforming into one of shock. "What are you doing there? You're not still sleeping there, are you? You two are over, right?""It's a long story."Amelia was impa
"We owe each other nothing."Hayden, returning from his office, was informed by the maid that Wyneth was still sleeping, so he ascended the stairs. But just as he reached the door, he overheard Wyneth's proclamation. His hand froze on the door handle. 'We owe each other nothing? After all she did for me without me knowing, she doesn't think I owe her?'Hayden had not done anything for her. After coming out of coma, he was always busy with work. He had not even noticed she was living in the room next door until he inadvertently gave her room away. She left because she was wronged. Yet, she said now that they owed each other nothing. And, it seemed she held no grudges against him. Hayden should have been happy with this outcome. But inexplicably, not an ounce of joy bubbled up in him. On the contrary, the inexplicable flame inside him blazed even brighter. After a moment of thought, he twisted the doorknob and walked in.Wyneth, who was leaning against the bed making a phone call, loo
Observing the ideal timing, Wyneth chimed in, "By the way, I'm meeting my bestie for a shopping spree tomorrow. It's been several months since we last met, so I'll be spending the night at her place.""Spending the night at your bestie's? What sort of friend is she? Is it safe? There aren't any men in her house, are there?" Benedict was solely concerned about this."Don't worry, Grandpa, my bestie lives alone.""That's a relief. Go on then, have a blast." Having said that, Benedict seemed to recall something. He fumbled with his phone a bit but did not succeed, so he leaned over to Hayden for help. "What's going on here?"Hayden glanced at the phone, realizing Benedict was trying to make a bank transfer to Wyneth's account."You hit your daily transfer limit," he said nonchalantly. Then, he pulled out his own phone. "How much do you want to transfer?""5 million dollars... Wait, isn't 5 million dollars a bit too little? Make it 10 million dollars, quickly."The exchange between
Wyneth held her phone, her gaze lowered, presenting an image of innocence and docility in front of the elders.'So, it appears I've been played by her,' Hayden mused to himself. 'Is this her way of getting back at me for making her unblock me? Well then.' And with that, in the presence of Benedict, he transferred another 50 million dollars into Wyneth's account.Benedict had originally planned for 10 million dollars. Seeing that Hayden had transferred 50 million dollars, his mood instantly lightened. 'My grandson may not be a lost cause after all, even though I used to think he was clueless when it came to women. It seems he has finally wised up.' Not one to hog the limelight, when Wyneth's phone pinged, Benedict asked, all smiles, "Wyneth, have you received the pocket money I sent you?"Wyneth glanced at her phone—another deposit of 50 million dollars."Received it, Grandpa. Thank you.""Don't thank me just yet. I only sent you 10 million dollars. The rest is all from Hayden. Fro
As soon as Wyneth finished speaking, she rose from her seat, making her way past Hayden, when his voice halted her progress. "Have you ever even looked at the divorce agreement?"Hearing that, Wyneth's steps faltered momentarily before she sped up to leave. She did not need to read that thing, as she was not out for his money, just signing the papers to make their split official was enough. But once she returned to her room, she began to ponder, 'Why would he bring up the divorce agreement out of the blue? I left it in the drawer at the hotel when I returned to Acrofburg. I'll just take a look when I get back.'The following morning, Amelia's car was parked outside the Hamilton residence bright and early. She sat leaning on the steering wheel, stifling yawns and wiping away tears until she saw the two older individuals and a handsome man escorting Wyneth outside. Immediately, she brushed off her tears and exited the car."Grandma, Grandpa, you really didn't need to see me off, espec
After getting into the car, Amelia and Wyneth waved to the two seniors. "Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton Sr., head on inside now." Amelia suggested, "While it's still early, you could catch a few more winks."Wyneth nodded in agreement. "Yes, head on inside." Then, she softened her voice and addressed Hayden, "Honey, why don't you lead Grandma and Grandpa back in?"The depth of Hayden's gaze darkened a smidgen, and he nodded. "Okay."After departing the Hamilton residence, Amelia merged her car onto the main road."Holy moly," she blurted out. "This is my first time receiving a gift just for meeting someone's parents! Do all you rich folks roll like this?"Wyneth, who had just received a 100 million dollars "gift" from Hayden, arched an eyebrow. "Perhaps?"Amelia clucked her tongue, then turned to her friend with widened eyes. "I mean, I just swung by to pick you up and I got a gift. Does that mean you...?"Wyneth nodded. "I've just been given some pocket change."Amelia's curiosity piqu
When she had first received the envelope, she had not thought much of it, even feeling a bit awkward about accepting it if it only contained a couple hundred. And yet, here she was holding a check for a million.'She actually received 1 million dollars as a greeting gift?' Wyneth seemed somewhat taken aback, though a moment later, a realization came to her, and she settled.Meanwhile, it seemed Amelia was only just coming to terms with the situation. She turned to Wyneth. "Darling, pinch me, quick." Being best friends for years, Wyneth did not hold back, promptly delivering the requested pinch. "Ouch!" Amelia yelped, almost shedding a tear. "Why'd it hurt so bad if this is just a dream?""Wake up, it's already bright outside."Rubbing her eyes, Amelia looked at the check before her and sniffled a bit. "So, I'm really holding a million dollars? Did I just strike it rich overnight?"Just then, the server brought their coffee. Wyneth poured them each a cup, casually saying, "1 millio
"I heard," Hayden sighed, thinking she might tell him not to touch her."What do you think?" Wyneth asked."Me?" A small smile formed on Hayden's lips as he gently kissed her. "It's whatever you want."Wyneth's eyes sparkled. "So, you'll listen to me?"Hayden hesitated. "Except...""What?" Wyneth's tone shifted to annoyance. "You aren't backing out, right? You just said it's up to me.""It's not that I'm backing out," Hayden said, "I just have one condition. I'll listen to you any other time, but there's one thing I can't do.""What thing?" Wyneth asked.Hayden leaned in and whispered in her ear. Wyneth's face turned a shade of pink, and she pushed him away, gasping."You're such a creep!" she exclaimed.Hayden took her wrist, drawing her close and kissed her earlobe. "What's the matter? Isn't this okay for us? Don't you think so?" As he kissed her, he began to unbutton her collar. His voice was low and smooth. "Just listen to me this one time. For everything else, whatever y
On the ride home from the hotel, tears rolled down Wyneth's cheeks nonstop. This time, though, she was not alone by the car window. She was nestled in Hayden's arms. He wiped away each tear, comforting her all the way."Don't cry. It's just a mix-up, okay? He said he's fine and will be around for a long time," Hayden whispered.Despite his soothing words, Wyneth's tears did not cease. Seeing this, Hayden, filled with concern, gently asked, "Is this not what you wanted?"Confused, Wyneth looked up. "What are you talking about? I'm beyond happy he's alive."Hayden smiled, gently wiping her eyes. "Then why are you still crying?""I'm crying because..." Wyneth bit her lower lip, with Hector's words echoing in her mind.She had always been upset, believing her father had not wanted her years ago. But just as she was about to leave, Cindy pulled her aside. "Wyneth," her mother said gently, "your dad did want you. When I divorced him, I had just one demand.""What was it?""I wanted o
Everyone was silent. Just before entering the private dining room, Wyneth blurted out, "Is he really dying?" Hearing this, Andrew's steps halted. Before he could answer, she added, "How long does he have? Why didn't anyone say anything before?"Andrew sighed and turned around. "Is that why you're here?" Wyneth pursed her lips. A wave of uncertainty washed over Andrew. 'This mom and daughter,' he thought, 'they're here because they got it all wrong. Mom is acting differently toward Dad, too. She was all tough before, but now she's gone soft, probably thinks Dad is dying. And Dad? He's just laughing, like he's having a good time with all this mess.' Andrew hesitated, then said, "Let's talk inside." He chose to hold his words for now.Hayden and Wyneth walked into the private dining room. Cindy was passing dishes to Hector. As they entered, every pair of eyes turned their way. A divorced couple and six sons stared at Hayden. Used to the predictable world of leadership, Hayden now ventur
In the end, Wyneth decided to stay. She could see the honesty in Matilda's words and knew she was sincere. Recognizing Matilda as not her birth mother made Wyneth realize she should not hold her to the same expectations. With acceptance, she focused on building her future with Hayden, freeing herself from doubts and reservations.With Wyneth's decision to stay, Matilda's heart swelled with joy and immense honor. Realizing Wyneth's sincere intentions, not merely chasing the Hamilton family's wealth, transformed their relationship. Matilda's newfound warmth toward her was evident. Gifts, once withheld, now freely flowed into Wyneth's room. At auctions, Matilda eagerly bid on items for Wyneth. During jewelry store visits, Matilda generously bought her gifts, swiping her credit card without hesitation, and welcoming her nearly as a daughter.Wyneth received a call from her mother. Even after so many years, her mom, Cindy, was still bossy. "Your father isn't doing well. You should come to
Just at that moment, a knock sounded from outside."Sir, your mother is back," someone said.Hayden could feel the person in his arms stiffen, her body tensed. "Don't worry, I'm right here," he reassured her softly."Your mother heard that Ms. Walford is here. She wants to see her," the voice from outside continued.'Meet me?' Wyneth bit her lower lip lightly. 'Why does she want to see me? To insult me again?'"She hasn't eaten yet. She can meet her after eating," Hayden said, gently turning down the request for Wyneth. Outside, everything fell silent."Won't this offend your mom?" Wyneth's voice filled with concern as she asked.Hayden looked at Wyneth, pausing for a moment before speaking. "I know she's been mean to you," he said. Wyneth's eyes widened in surprise. "I'm sorry." He bent down and lightly kissed her forehead. "You've been treated unfairly." Seeing her blink, he added, "Let's eat first. After that, I'll go with you."Wyneth was a bit nervous, but not as anxious a
Hector was speechless as Cindy mistakenly thought he was ill. Seeing her worried face, he felt the misunderstanding might not be so terrible. He shared a look with Andrew. His eldest son caught on immediately, giving a subtle head shake. Understanding the signal not to mislead Cindy any further, Hector hesitated before gently asking, "Can I see her? Even just a glance?" It had been many years since he last saw his daughter up close, and she had not called him "Dad" in all that time.Cindy, lost in thought, stared at Hector before finally nodding as if admitting defeat. "Fine, I'll call her."Later, Wyneth fell asleep. Upon waking, she found herself on the large bed in Hayden's bedroom. She saw Hayden sitting at the sofa, busy with a computer.Hearing her movement, Hayden immediately got up and walked toward her. "Awake? Thirsty or hungry? Want something to eat first?"Having slept through lunch, Wyneth was hungry, so she nodded. "Sure."After Hayden left to give some instructions,
'He shifts moods so fast,' Wyneth thought as she stared at her unattended ringing phone.Observing her delay, Hayden asked, "What's going on?"In his mind, a thought flickered, 'She seems reluctant to take the call. Perhaps there's tension with her eldest brother?'"He's calling now; must be about him," Wyneth whispered."About your dad?"They had decided to be together, and Wyneth did not hide anything from him. "Yeah, my dad."Hayden did not utter a single word."I don't like him," Wyneth softly said, staring at her ringing phone. "Answer it for me and say I'm asleep," she whispered to Hayden as she cozied up to him. Without a word, Hayden picked up the phone and conveyed the message before ending the call.After ending the call, a curious Hector asked, "Well? Where is she?"Understanding the situation, Andrew said, "She didn't answer the phone; she's asleep."Despite hearing the words, Hector felt something was off. He sighed, "She really doesn't like me.""Don't worry, D
"Trouble recognizing faces? What do you mean?" Hector Spencer asked.Andrew sighed. "Dad, he's Wyneth's ex-husband."Hector's eyes widened in surprise. "He is? No wonder I didn't recognize him. I must've barely seen him before.""Is that what's bothering you?" Andrew asked."What else would it be?" Hector replied, still taken aback.Andrew sighed. His dad, Hector, was good at many things and never stayed mad at people. But there was one funny thing about him: he could never remember faces of people outside their family. "You don't mind?" Andrew asked.Smiling, Hector replied, "Mind what? She's told everyone, so she must be ready. I've never been the dad she favored. If I object now, won't she dislike me even more?"Andrew was left speechless by this. He had not expected Hector to have no objections. "Seems like someone doesn't need your approval."Changing the topic, Hector asked, "What about your mom? Is she back?" He had been living alone for many years.Andrew exhaled. "I t
Everyone rushed to check out Wyneth's Facebook and, sure enough, they saw her admitting to the relationship, along with a freshly taken selfie.At first, Wyneth only wanted to write a post. But after Hayden tasted the joy of going public with their relationship, he suggested taking a wefie for the official announcement. Feeling his excitement, Wyneth agreed. They posted the wefie on Facebook, captioned "Officially Together". Yet, Hayden was not done. He captured another photo, this time holding her hand, eager to share their love with the world.Since Hayden was not a celebrity or idol, he had no fan feelings to fret over. Eager to declare his love, he did not hold back. His photo captured his sharp features and dark, gem-like eyes that shone under the camera lights. The image showcased his palm holding Wyneth's fair, slender hand. Their contrasting hands highlighted his affection, radiating warmly from the photo.After the photo came out, everyone was shocked. This included fans, p