Hayden thought, 'What if she still acted like when she was little? Following me around, wearing cute clothes, even using that special name for me...' This made him really emotional. He bit his lip and put his phone down on the table.Dexter asked gently, "Isn't it time for lunch, Mr. Hamilton? Aren't you hungry?"'Hungry?' If Wyneth did not talk to him, he did not want to eat. 'I might've kept Luke away from her, but there are other guys. If she isn't thinking of me, someone else could easily become close to her. Maybe even someone I already know.' The idea made Hayden worry.Dexter noticed Hayden was quiet and did not want to eat. Trying to help, he said, "I heard Ms. Walford is at the hotel. How about asking her to lunch?" At that, Hayden's eyes lit up. Dexter thought he had done good. But instead of a thank you, Hayden said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"Dexter just chuckled, not knowing what to say. Hayden quickly took his car keys and headed out.Bruce's driver, Theo, dro
"From just my hands, you knew it was me?" Hayden asked, feeling happy and surprised. But Wyneth gave him a cold look. "Why are you so happy about that? Didn't I take care of you every day when you couldn't get out of bed for years? Recognizing you from your hands isn't a big deal."Hearing this, his earlier enthusiasm faded quickly. During the years Hayden was in a coma, Wyneth had always been there, looking after him. When he woke up, he noticed he was clean, and even his hair and beard were neatly trimmed. His room smelled fresh. He soon learned from the maid that Wyneth was his wife, and she had cared for him all that time.Hayden found the term "wife" strange. Waking up from a coma and discovering he was married? That was a shocker. His heart and soul had always belonged to his work. Sure, he might have been softer in his younger years, but he toughened up with age. While he appreciated the care, he did not harbor deep feelings for the woman now called his wife. On the day he reg
'Get sympathy?' Hayden pondered. He had not considered this tactic with Wyneth before. But seeing her reaction, he thought it might be worth a shot. 'Everyone has a soft spot, right? This idea is something I might keep in my back pocket for later.'Once they stepped out of the elevator, Wyneth said, "Stop following me. We might get snapped and end up all over the news." She took a moment, then added, "You get that I don't want to be headline news with you, right?""Yeah," Hayden replied, his voice deeper than usual, hinting at concealed emotions. "Don't stress. If we end up online, I'll make sure it gets taken down."Wyneth was taken aback. 'Is that really the issue here?' she wondered. "If you're not with me, how would we end up all over the news?""Guess so," he responded, leaving it at that.Wyneth sensed his attachment to her. He would act if she asked, but he would not leave if she told him to. Heading to her hotel room without further comment, she paused and gave him a sharp
Wyneth frowned. 'Did I accidentally order room service in my sleep?' She eyed the hotel employee member skeptically. "I don't recall ordering any food."The hotel employee gave her a sweet smile. "Ms. Walford, you're in the Presidential Suite. When you returned to your room, our system notified the restaurant, and they prepared and sent over your lunch."Wyneth hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside, allowing the hotel employee to set dishes on the table. To her surprise, every dish was one of her favorites, rendering her momentarily speechless."Enjoy your lunch, Ms. Walford, and have a wonderful day!" the hotel employee said warmly.With a puzzled look, Wyneth asked, "Is this a regular hotel service?"Under Wyneth's questioning look, the hotel employee seemed uneasy and avoided her gaze. "Of course," she replied, still not meeting Wyneth's eyes.Glancing at the spread on the table, Wyneth gave a small sigh. It was not like she could just send it all back. "Thanks," she said
'He bought the hotel? That explains the strange look from the hotel employee earlier.' Wyneth exclaimed, "Are you crazy?"Hayden grinned, keeping his cool. "Maybe I am. Can I come in?"Wyneth did not know what to say. After giving Hayden a stern look, she turned and walked inside. She did not close the door, which left Hayden hesitating for a moment. He thought she was mad and might give him the cold shoulder again. But when he realized she was letting him in, he smiled and followed. After stepping in, he shut the door. It was the first time she had ever let him into her room, and Hayden felt pretty good about it."I only have two pairs of slippers here, one for me and one for Yoyo. Sorry, none for you.""That's fine."Hayden stepped in, deciding to go barefoot.Wyneth smirked. "Not worried about your image, huh?"Hayden thought, 'Does looking good really matter now? If I were worried about that, I wouldn't have hung out in the hotel lobby, trailed her to her floor, or stood out
'Why is he pretending? If he really remembered me, why didn't he look for me later? He didn't even know who I was when we saw each other again. To him, I was just a kid he helped one day, and that's it.'Wyneth took only a few sips before setting her spoon down. Turning to Hayden, who had not really eaten much, she said, "You ordered all this food. I can't eat it all. Make sure you finish it, so it's not wasted."When Wyneth put her spoon down, Hayden did the same. "You're not eating anymore?""I'm done.""You didn't eat much. You have filming later, right? Will you be okay with that little?""That's for me to worry about," Wyneth said, giving him a look. "But you ordered all this. Don't let it go to waste."Hayden chuckled. "Remember when you were little, and you'd always order too much? I ordered these with that in mind.""Oh, did you? Well, if I can't finish, you should. Think you can handle it all?" Wyneth asked, looking at him with a playful challenge."I can handle it," H
"Let go!" Wyneth said, struggling and stepping back. Hayden's expression dimmed at her resistance, but after a moment, he released her. "Fine, if you can't accept it now, we'll take it slow.""Why would I want to take things slow with you?" Wyneth pulled back her hand and glared at the reddened mark on her wrist. "Look what you did! Bully!"Her delicate wrist and pale skin made the red mark stand out even more. Hayden saw it too and said sheepishly, "I didn't mean to grip that hard.""You're saying you didn't grip hard?" Wyneth shot back. "Then who left this mark?"Hayden was about to respond, but seeing her raised hand, he knew he was in the wrong. He stepped closer, saying gently, "My bad. I'll be gentler next time." Then, taking her fingers, he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on the red mark.Feeling his warm lips on her wrist, Wyneth jerked her hand away, demanding, "What are you doing?"Hayden, noting her blushing ears, grinned. "I hurt you. Shouldn't I ki
Wyneth closed her eyes, feeling distanced from the Hayden she once knew. She even wondered if he had changed inside.Unbeknownst to her, as soon as she left, the expression of Hayden turned icy cold. His eyes were dark, filled with deep thoughts and intense emotions. Hayden took out his phone and dialed a number. "Find out who's spreading rumors about Wyneth on set." Once he ended the call, he absentmindedly rubbed his phone, thinking, 'If they're so keen on gossip, maybe they shouldn't be in this industry.'Unaware of Hayden's actions, Wyneth arrived at the film set to find a group of people huddled together, whispering."I saw Wyneth stepping out of a fancy car when I arrived.""Isn't it typical for her, given her wealthy background?""I thought the same at first. But I sneaked a peek, and guess who I spotted inside the car?""Who?""Mr. Hamilton."Everyone's eyes widened in surprise."Seriously?""I promise, I saw it.""Did you snap a photo?"While chatting, the group sp
"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