Wyneth, who was crouching under the table, could not help but lift her gaze and glance at Hayden.From her angle, she could only see Hayden's long legs and his sharp jawline.Hayden subtly paused as if he had noticed Wyneth looking at him. Then, his gaze slowly shifted to her.Wyneth immediately looked away."Mr. Hamilton, here's the thing." Emma smiled faintly. "I heard that you have a banquet to attend in a few days. Can I tag along?"Hayden slightly frowned upon hearing that.'Did she just come to my office to ask me this?'He squinted as his sharp gaze fell upon Emma's face.Emma's expression changed slightly.In fact, she only gathered her courage to come here because she helped Hayden's friend, Rio, without asking for money in return.Moreover, Rio also told her that Hayden was aware that he came looking for her help.Emma would never dare to have any fantasies about Hayden before this.After all, Hayden was an unattainable figure to actresses like her, not to mention
Hayden noticed Wyneth's impatience. After all, the cramped space under the table was uncomfortable for her, and she couldn't stay there for too long.While Hayden was talking, he saw Wyneth stretching her legs out below. Perhaps due to her awkward position, or because of something else entirely, her foot cramped up suddenly. Startled by the pain, she unintentionally jolted back, knocking against the table.When Hayden saw the pain on her face, his expression abruptly changed, and he snapped in a low voice, "Out!"Emma was flabbergasted, standing there ready to leave when suddenly she heard a noise coming from under the table. Upon another glance, she saw Hayden's face had changed, demanding they leave immediately.Dexter rushed over. "Ms. Winthrop, let's go, let's go." Having said that, he pulled her toward the office and closed the door behind them.Just before the door shut, Emma looked back, catching sight of Hayden who was usually cold and aloof sitting on a chair, bending dow
Sadly, Wyneth had long passed the stage of acting out of pure infatuation. After all, her heart had been crushed and put back together; it was not the same as it had once been. Having realized this, she watched him work with a blank expression.As Hayden finally looked up at her, he asked, "Feeling better?"Wyneth averted her eyes, her tone icy. "Much better.""Don't hide under the tables next time," Hayden said, somewhat helplessly.At this, Wyneth cast him a mocking glance. "So your artists can just walk in and misunderstand the situation? Is that what you'd prefer?"Hayden retorted. "Why would they misunderstand? They're allowed in here, so why wouldn't you be?"Wyneth did not want to engage in this argument. She planted her palms on the table's edge, hopping off the table. Even though Hayden looked sullen as she came down, he still lent a helping hand. After landing, she immediately shrugged off his hand."If there's nothing else, I'll be going."Without giving him a second
He had thought she would come knocking, asking urgently what was going on. Instead, what greeted him was the sound of the next room's door opening and closing. Luke's expression shifted, quickly opening his door to see, only to find Wyneth was no longer outside. His expression soured even more.'What a heartless woman!' he thought.As Wyneth packed her things, she came across the divorce agreement again. Considering the alimony Hayden had given her, she sighed deeply.'If I'd known he would give me so much wealth, I wouldn't have signed it; I would've let the lawyer erase my name first.'For her, money was not a big deal. She had never lacked for anything. And her feelings for him had been freely given, without anything expected in return. Now, in exchange, she had received this tremendous alimony. The thought of it was ironic, almost amusing.She stowed away the divorce papers, quickly organized her things, and then received a call from Yoyo."Babe, I just finished filming. Let
Wyneth could not have cared less whether Luke had OCD or not. Even if he did not, she had to pretend he did now—Yoyo had tried to shake his hand, and he had declined. So she needed to give her good friend an excuse to save face.Yoyo awkwardly withdrew her hand, muttering under her breath, "A-list celebrities, always with their unknown quirks."Luke's gaze happened to fall on the suitcase by Wyneth feet. His already sour expression turned even worse at the sight. He furrowed his brows and asked, "You're leaving?""Yes." Wyneth nodded. "I've wrapped up my shooting here. I'm heading back to the other set to pack, and then I'm leaving.""So, once you're done packing, you're leaving just like that?" Luke squinted at her.Not giving it much thought, Wyneth simply answered, "Yep, that's right."'So,' Luke cursed inwardly, 'she dressed up all fancy today, went out to dine with God-knows-who, came back without any thought of the meal she owes me, and she's all packed and ready to leave.
In Wyneth's mind, Luke was a man of unpredictable moods."Alright, you don't seem the type to pull my leg, but..." Yoyo squinted, gripping Wyneth's wrist and continued, "Luke stays right next door, and he's so incredibly handsome; don't you have even a little bit of interest in him?"At this, Wyneth wore an expression of speechless frustration."And you two even had those romantic scenes together. Haven't you—""Enough." Wyneth cut her off with a sigh. "What on earth goes on in your head all day? He's my senior; how could I possibly have feelings for him? Besides...""Besides what?"A vision of another man's handsome, aloof features flashed across her mind. Wyneth pursed her lips, avoiding Yoyo's gaze. "Nothing much. You know he's a top-tier actor, and I'm just some nobody. We're just fortunate to share the same manager, that's all. I'm not going to think about such impossible things.""Huh, you're right. You and Luke may share a manager, but let's be real, your celeb statuses a
Wyneth: [This is the address of the restaurant. Do you think you'll be free at noon?]Luke immediately clicked on the message to see the restaurant's address. After reading it, he could not help but smirk. He did not reply immediately, but just cleared his throat, held his phone and silently counted for about thirty seconds before leisurely typing a response.Luke: [I'm not sure if I'll be free. I have to shoot today.]His reply came off as aloof yet dignified. He had painstakingly planned everything the previous afternoon, but Wyneth had gone out with someone else, and he was still in the dark about the gender of this mystery person.After replying, Luke said to the assistant next to him, "I need to go out this afternoon."Upon hearing this, the assistant said, "Seriously? You just took off yesterday afternoon. If you're planning to bail again today, it's not going to look too good, you know?""Really? I've finished shooting all the scenes scheduled for this afternoon. Is there
'She still looks stunning as always, but what does that say? It says she didn't give a damn about meeting me, so she couldn't be bothered to put on her makeup or even to keep up appearances,' Luke said in his mind.Once upon a time, he would have found such authenticity refreshing. In fact, he still did. But after what had happened yesterday, his mood was decidedly gloomy. He could not fathom why he was feeling this way. Even after they reached their private dining room, and Wyneth was asking him what he wanted to eat, Luke was still sulking."Luke?"He snapped back to reality."Anything you don't like? Any food allergies or dietary restrictions? Can you handle cilantro? Spicy food?"Luke was in no mood to entertain her, mumbling, "Whatever."Wyneth, who had been studying the menu earnestly, glanced up at his curt response. Seeing his morose expression, she sighed internally.'Luke's mood swings back and forth like a pendulum. Lucky for me, after this peace-offering dinner, ther
"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