Hayden looked at the drink Emma poured. Even though it was not as strong as vodka, the drink was still really strong. Hayden had seen Wyneth drunk two times before. Right now, he really wanted to keep her safe. He did not want anyone else to see her in that state. Just as he was about to say no, he heard another voice."Kevin, you're messing up again." Bruce gave Hayden a lazy smile. "A cool guy like Mr. Hamilton wouldn't make an innocent girl who got tangled up in this situation give him a toast, would he?"Kevin was surprised. 'Why is Bruce always taking this girl's side? What's going on?' He tried to figure it out, but looking at Hayden's serious look, he could not guess what Hayden was thinking.The mood at the table grew tense again. The secondary male and female leads, along with other key crew members, were there. The secondary female lead, Serena, had met Wyneth in the elevator. Because Dylan called Wyneth over, Serena knew something was wrong and watched closely. She did no
Wyneth was momentarily speechless. 'Isn't his assistant the one to take me back to the hotel? Why did he come down himself?' She stood up as Bruce approached her. "Why did you come down?"Bruce glanced at her, his gaze cold. "You had a drink, didn't you? As your brother, I should worry, right? You know you can't handle your drink, so why did you drink? What, you think I can't protect you?"She was caught off guard by his barrage of questions. Wyneth could tell that Bruce was angry. His voice was usually cold, but it was always gentle when he spoke to her. But now, his voice was just hard and mean."I'm here today. What if I wasn't here? What would you have done? Getting drunk, attracting unwanted attention, and then..." He was so angry when he spoke.Bruce's anger surprised Gordon and the assistant, who exchanged uneasy glances and kept quiet. Seeing Bruce this way, all Wyneth could do was reach for the hem of his shirt and gently shake it."I'm sorry." Wyneth lowered her gaze, he
"Uh-huh." Wyneth leaned on the assistant as they walked, then suddenly waved her hands. "I want to sleep now."The assistant could not believe she was the same person, seeing how different she was from her usually cool self. So, she gently said to her, "Ms. Walford, we should head back to the hotel, then you can sleep, alright?""Back to the hotel?" Wyneth said unclearly at this, her voice sounding even more sleepy. "No-no, I need to sleep now."After Wyneth stated her intention, the assistant, taken aback, said quickly, "Ms. Walford, the ground has rats that could bite you."At that, Wyneth, startled, quickly stood up straight, then clung tightly to the assistant's arm. "Rats? Really?"The assistant breathed a sigh of relief. "Really, outside is very dirty. There might not only be rats, but also snakes, cockroaches, and such...""So scary..." Wyneth frowned. "Let's hurry back to the hotel then.""Right, the hotel bed is really soft and smells good, has AC too, and there are no
Bruce, along with his manager and assistant, stopped walking when they got there. He gave a cold laugh. "What is Mr. Hamilton doing?" Bruce looked at Wyneth, and his voice became a bit softer. "Wyn, come here."Ignoring Bruce's words, Wyneth, nestled against Hayden, looked up at him. Her usually bright eyes now seemed misty. In the dim light of the parking lot, she looked exceptionally beautiful. It was clear that she was drunk and not thinking straight. Suddenly, she blurted out, "I know who you are!" Reaching out, she lifted Hayden's chin with her hand and gave him a bright smile. "You're my husband, aren't you?"Hayden, who was holding her, tightened his grip. Bruce's face darkened. Gordon and the assistant nearly buckled, almost falling to their knees right there. They looked at each other in horror, witnessing the unfolding scene. They finally understood why Bruce had not wanted her to drink. She was not just acting crazy because of the alcohol; she was getting into trouble. Bot
"Wyn!" Bruce growled, his fists clenched at his sides as his cool demeanor gave way to anger. 'She gets drunk and behaves like this in front of Hayden. I failed to protect her as her brother. I let Hayden see her in such a state. How ashamed will she feel when she wakes up?' he thought. "Hayden, you can't take Wyneth away. You and Wyneth are no longer married. You have no connection with her anymore. You have no right.""And what about you?" Hayden shot back. "What right do you have to tell me this?"Bruce took out his phone and showed Hayden a picture of him and Wyneth when they were young. "I've known her since we were kids. Don't you think I have a right?""Knowing her since childhood doesn't mean anything. You..." Hayden started, dismissive at first. But he paused when he clearly saw the picture of a ten-year-old girl in a light purple puffy dress, smiling brightly in a grown-up Bruce's arms. Recognition dawned as the girl's face overlapped with the face of a young girl he had m
Bruce stood there, really upset. Gordon, seeing this, said, "Let's go. We can't change what happened. We need to get her back to the hotel."Bruce huffed and walked off. Gordon followed, feeling like he was in a dream. Everything that happened that night seemed just as unreal as a movie scene. Once in the car, Gordon said, "I'm glad I'm not a reporter. That kind of big news would have made me really excited." Right after he said that, Bruce gave him a serious look and Gordon instantly closed his mouth.Meanwhile, Hayden was lifting Wyneth into the back seat of his car. Dexter, knowing what to do from before, came over to help. The first time they saw Wyneth like this, the driver and assistant were scared. But now, they were used to it.Once in the car, Wyneth fell asleep in Hayden's arms. Even in her sleep, she kept grabbing his tie. Hayden's tie had been messy all evening because Wyneth kept pulling at it. So he stopped trying to look neat. He did not know what to do when Wyneth ha
Hayden gently squeezed Wyneth around her waist. Wyneth gave a small yelp, looked up, and asked, "Why did you squeeze me, honey?"Hayden glanced at Dexter in the front seat, who looked like he was not listening but was actually listening carefully. Seeing this, Dexter quickly put on his headphones and stopped eavesdropping. The driver was just driving and not listening. Then, Hayden looked at Wyneth and quietly said, "I didn't squeeze you. I just bumped you accidentally.""No, you did squeeze me on purpose. A bump doesn't feel like that," Wyneth argued.She then reached for the same spot on his waist. "Now it's my turn to squeeze you."Before he knew it, she squeezed his waist and he took a sharp breath. Wyneth thought it was funny and squeezed him more. Finally, out of breath, he grabbed her wrist and said, "Stop it."Wyneth pouted. "Why? You can squeeze me but I can't squeeze you? That's not fair."Hayden sighed at her words. "How am I being unfair? I squeezed you just once. How
Hayden laid Wyneth on the bed, took off her shoes, and tucked her in. While he was doing so, Wyneth pushed the blanket away in her sleep. "It's hot. I don't want the blanket," she mumbled. Hayden held her wrist and whispered, "The air conditioning is on. It'll cool down soon.""Oh." After hearing this, Wyneth stopped fidgeting and let Hayden finish tucking her in. He then tidied up her messy hair on her face, checked that she was asleep, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.All the while, Bruce watched with a cold look. After a while, Hayden finally looked up. They shared a look, then left the room without a word. Once outside, Bruce said to Yoyo, who was still shocked, "Wyn is drunk. She might be a bit restless. Can you take care of her tonight?"Yoyo did not respond. Gordon looked at her and sighed. "She's just really shocked. Your assistant should stay and help." Bruce was silent. The assistant quickly volunteered. "I can stay. I'll take good care of Ms. Walford. Don't worry, B
"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