The maid looked perplexed as she asked, "Sir, don't you know? Didn't you agree to it yourself?"Hayden pursed his lips and silently said to himself, 'Mom said she was going to have the maids prepare the room next to mine for Gigi to stay in during lunch. The Kanes and the Hamiltons have been friends for ages, so I didn't really mind. I mean, I wouldn't even care which room she would stay. But I never thought... the room next to mine is Wyneth's room. No wonder she ran to the study wearing just a towel, not caring about her image when she asked me about it. No wonder she repeatedly wanted confirmation from me.'"Sir?" The maid attempted to console Hayden as she noticed the unpleasant look on his face. "Wyneth won't leave you like this. Plus, she doesn't really have any other place to go. She likes you so much that she will do anything for you. I'm pretty sure she'll be back tomorrow morning, or maybe even in the middle of the night— "Hayden cut her off. "Who lives on the third floor
Wyneth's pretty eyelashes drooped down. She calmly said, "I want to be alone.""But Wyn..."Wyneth did not bother to listen to what they wanting to say. Instead, she pulled the blanket over her head.The five of them exchanged looks, all seeing the sense of resignation in the others' eyes. After a few seconds, they left the room one by one."Wyn is probably still sad, huh?" Andrew Spencer sighed."Hayden must be blind! How could he treat my little sister like that? I need to give him a piece of my mind," cursed Wyneth's most immature brother, Dean, his face full of indignation.Caleb quickly intervened upon hearing it, "Don't even think about it. Wyn was deeply devoted to him. If you try to harm him, Wyn will fight you with everything she's got.""Well, she might have cherished him in the past, but who knows now? They did get divorced after all.""They may be divorced, but Wyn is still feeling hurt," Elon pushed up his glasses. His words hit the nail on the head.Dean was mome
Wyneth and Shaun were both straightforward people, so the contract was signed smoothly.While Shaun was looking at Wyneth's signature, he exclaimed, "Ms. Walford, if you had agreed to work with me three years ago, you could have been the top star in the showbiz by now,"Wyneth's eyelashes trembled as she thought, 'Would I have still married Hayden without hesitation if I had agreed to enter the showbiz three years ago?'Shaun added, "But it doesn't matter now. The present is the best time. But you signed the contract so quickly. Aren't you worried about being tricked?"Wyneth let out a soft and melodic smile. "I'm not worried, because..." she replied, "I know you won't dare to trick me." She raised her gaze, her eyes clear and bright, as if they were drawing in all the positive energy in the world.Shaun was struck by her beauty, taking a sharp breath as he thought to himself, 'When she laughs, there's a hint of coldness in her expression, but she's still breathtakingly beautiful.
As Jake laid eyes on Wyneth, memories flooded back of the time when Hayden had been in a vegetative state for three years following a car accident.During that time, Hayden had been in a deep slumber, and Hayden's grandfather, Benedict Hamilton, who believed in oriental mystic arts, sought the advice of a monk he had met before to learn about Hayden's fortune. The monk, after only asking for Hayden's birth date and time and briefly examining his face, offered a suggestion that a marriage could bring him good fortune, as long as the bride's birth date and time were compatible with Hayden's.Despite the Hamilton family's exhaustive search for a suitable bride, they were unsuccessful until Wyneth voluntarily offered her birth date and time, which turned out to be a match for Hayden's.However, Wyneth's marriage into the Hamilton family was not met with a warm reception. Although she had been there for several months, Hayden remained in a deep slumber. On top of that, her background was
As the meetup concluded, everyone got up, wanting to leave the hotel together.Wyneth felt dizzy and swayed when she stood up. Luckily, Shaun, who was beside her, lent a supportive hand and asked in a hushed tone, "Are you okay?"Wyneth put on a nonchalant smile. "I'm fine. My legs just fell asleep from sitting too long. You don't have to help me."She brushed off Shaun's assistance and made her way outside, not even realizing that she was walking unsteadily in her high heels.While waiting for the elevator, Wyneth leaned against the wall, unconcerned about her appearance.Despite her casual posture, her natural beauty and curvy figure exuded a lazy and carefree charm. Plus, her typically fair cheeks had flushed slightly, making her all the more adorable.Everyone could not help but steal glances at her. They marveled at her boldness for acting so carelessly in front of the powerful and influential bigshot in the showbiz industry.Ding.The elevator arrived, and everyone stood
Hayden was surprised at how little Wyneth weighed, even lighter than he had estimated just by looking at her. He carried her out of the hotel in long strides, and a Lincoln extended SUV was already waiting outside the entrance. When the driver saw Hayden approaching, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for him.Hayden wanted to place Wyneth in the car, but she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. Her eyes were a bit hazy."Are you trying to kill me?" she slurred.Hayden was confused. "What do you mean?""I knew it. You don't like me, so you want to kill me. Then you can marry someone else, right?" Wyneth accused Hayden with a melancholic expression. Her face was flushed. It was obvious that she was pretty drunk.Hayden let out a resigned sigh. "Murder is a crime. Do you really think I would do something that is not beneficial for me?"Wyneth seemed stunned for a moment before responding slowly. "Oh, right. Hayden Hamilton wouldn't do something like that. He's t
Hayden followed her pristine white fingertips with his eyes, the intense contrast between her pure white skin and the vivid red of her nail polish causing a jolt of emotion within him. A strange feeling washed over him, one that he could not quite place. He wanted to kiss her, but he could not bring himself to do it, not with her recent talk of divorce and her seemingly determined attitude to stay away from him. It was only in her intoxicated state that she had demanded his kiss. Despite the temptation that pulsed through him, Hayden knew better than to take advantage of her in such a vulnerable state."Not here. Somewhere else," he said.But Wyneth shook her head. "No."Hayden's gaze wandered over her fair cheeks, and his finger gently traced them. "Do you want me to kiss here?" he asked softly.Wyneth kept shaking her head, but Hayden had an unusual amount of patience. He playfully tapped her nose and asked, "How about here then?"She fell silent, her tears drying up. Her gaze f
As Wyneth surveyed the marks on her skin, memories of last night flooded her mind.Hayden, that seemingly emotionless man, was not what he appeared to be. What had started as a drunken act of heroism had led to an outrageous encounter with him. And to top it off, she had signed her name on the divorce agreement with a flick of her wrist, in a daring act of defiance.Wyneth could not resist the urge to scratch at the reflection of the marks on her skin in the mirror with her fingertips, wondering if she should just pack her bags and leave the planet altogether. But she told herself, 'Enough of these thoughts. What's done is done. It's time to focus on the task at hand.'She quickly freshened up, changed into her clothes, and headed out the door.Two hours later, at Stello Studios, Wyneth emerged from the dressing room, her face adorned with bold, bright makeup and her lips painted a daring shade of red. Layers upon layers of red chiffon cascaded around her, with even the waistband a