Hearing Wyneth's firm assurance that she would not be dating, Luke first let out a breath of relief, then immediately furrowed his brows.'Not gonna date? Not with anyone at all?'"Wait..." Luke's gaze fell on her face. For some reason, he thought he detected a trace of emotion around her eyes. He squinted."Why wouldn't you be dating? What, did you get your heart broken or something?"Wyneth did not know how to respond. Her eyes blinked rapidly, a nervous tic, and a subtle tremor passed through her lips. She could not help but interject. "We... We're here to eat, remember, Luke?""Mmhmm." Luke nodded. "We're here to eat, so?""So, can we just eat?"Luke stared at her, poker-faced. "Ah, no. We can't."Wyneth was struck dumb."After all," Luke continued, "without you clarifying, who knows if I might get dragged into some scandal or something like that in the future? We do share a manager, after all."'So now it's my fault we have the same manager? But even if we do, so what?'
"What do you take me for? The type of man to make a lady pay for dinner?" Luke said, aghast.Hearing this, Wyneth realized her behavior was inappropriate. She was just worried that Luke would be sour over it and cause her trouble later on. The agreement was she would be treating him to dinner, so if she did not pay, she would not feel at ease. However, she could not say all that outright, so she chose her words carefully."Of course not. You're generous and not the type to hold a grudge, especially not over a dinner bill. I just... I said I'd treat you, and if I don't pay, it won't sit well with me."She thought to herself, 'He should be okay with that, right?'True to her expectation, Luke's expression softened considerably. "If it really bothers you so much, just return the favor next time."He thought, 'Does she think I'm stupid? With her thoughtless and insensitive ways, if I don't pick up the tab this time, what other excuse would I have to get her to treat me next time?'So
'Hayden? Wasn't he supposed to stay back for some meeting? Why's he here?'Wyneth had planned on waiting here for Benedict, and then taking care of him during the journey. If Hayden was not present, she and Benedict could avoid attracting attention. Even if someone did notice them, they would probably just think she knew an elder of the Hamilton family and that was why they were together. But now with Hayden here, she did not know how to behave around Benedict. Moreover, just interacting was one thing; she did not even dare to approach him.But in the end, for the sake of the elderly man, Wyneth put everything aside for the moment and stood up with a smile."Grandpa." She greeted.Hayden's arrival drew some attention from the people in the VIP lounge. They all turned to look at him and then started whispering among themselves. Everyone saw Benedict warmly engaging in conversation with a young woman in the VIP room, his kind face full of smiles. Meanwhile, Hayden paused not far from
"But why would he hide his marriage?"Someone chimed in. "He's not a movie star, so his career wouldn't be affected by it. What's with the big secret?""Ever considered that his wife might be a celebrity?" Another speculated."Gigi!" Someone blurted out her name with a burst of excitement. "When Gigi was shooting a movie, didn't he visit her on set? Everyone knows he doesn't do set visits for just anyone.""If that's the case, then it all makes sense."Listening to their conversation, a nearby airport staff member, who had just finished delivering a few cups of coffee, could not resist. She ducked into a corner and pulled out her phone to look at a photo. She was the one who had sneaked a picture of Hayden and Wyneth on the previous flight. Even though she had been warned to delete the photo, she had managed to save a copy that had automatically uploaded to her cloud storage. But she dared not share it again and was could only sneak peeks at it in secret.'If my memory serves rig
'The Hamiltons owe me an apology? What's that all about?' Wyneth wondered, turning to Benedict. "Grandpa, why would you suddenly say...""Don't sweat it." Benedict brushed it off casually. "I'm just rambling. Just an old man's worry seeing his Hamilton gal, my cherished granddaughter-in-law, having to pound the pavement in the acting world, you know."Relieved, Wyneth pressed on. "But Grandpa, when you go out and play chess for hours on end, do you ever feel tired?"Benedict paused at the question, then shook his head. "Tired? From playing chess? Never.""Exactly. Acting is the same for me. It's something I love, so it never feels like work."That sentiment struck a chord with Benedict, who nodded in agreement.As their conversation went on, Hayden, from the moment they had gotten onto the plane until now, had never once joined them. Out of the corner of her eye, Wyneth occasionally noticed him taking phone calls, his brows furrowing slightly. In her memory, Hayden always seemed
"Sneak shots."'Sneak shots?' The flight attendant turned, following Hayden's gaze.The man who was just accused of sneakily taking photos practically shot up, bristling with outrage. "That's a load of bull!"Wyneth, in her slumber, seemed to be on the verge of being disturbed, her brows furrowing in annoyance.'So noisy,' she thought. But she was in a deep sleep and did not open her eyes.Hayden, observing her reactions while smirking coldly, said, "Whether it's a load of bull or not, a quick peek at the phone will clear things up." Everyone knew who Hayden was. A man of his stature would not accuse someone without a firsthand account; he had his reputation to uphold.So, the flight attendant believed him without hesitation, and immediately said to the man, "Sir, may we have a look at your phone?"The man was visibly upset. "Why? Just because he said I was taking photos, I was? Any evidence? If there's no evidence, why should I let you see my phone?"His voice was loud, and hi
The man, apparently not expecting Hayden to willingly hand over his phone, stood there stunned for a moment. Finally, he blurted out, "Hand it over, just like that, huh? You think this is a joke? Now I get it; you're all in this together, aren't you? Scheming to snoop on my phone, right? What, are you trying to steal my business secrets or something?"The flight attendant was left speechless. Ever since Hayden had pointed out this gentleman, she believed him, but she could not be entirely sure. Without any solid evidence, everything was mere suspicion and speculation. The man's persistent refusal to hand over his phone was becoming increasingly suspicious, especially now that Hayden had willingly offered his. But she could do nothing, as they were all passengers. She could not just wrestle the phone from him."I'm giving you ten more seconds to admit, apologize, and delete the photos." Hayden's voice was as cold as ice, his gaze sharp as a sword.His imposing demeanor made the man s
The man quickly deleted the photo from his phone, then asked, "There, happy now?"He could not help but add, with visible frustration, "She's just so pretty, you know? The pose was perfect, and she has to be some sort of celebrity. I figured I could make some quick cash by selling the snap to the press."Hayden, cold-eyed, glanced at him, then demanded. "Your phone." The man did not dare to refuse and quickly handed it over. Hayden tapped into the recently deleted album, removed Wyneth's picture, and returned the device. "Apologize."The man felt utterly aggrieved, but he had no other choice; he had been caught red-handed, after all. He approached Wyneth, who looked slightly puzzled, and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken your picture without your consent. Please, forgive me."Wyneth was startled. 'So, I was the victim of the secret photography? I had thought Hayden was suddenly butting into other people's affairs.'Noting Wyneth's silence, even as she turned to look away, t
"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