A kiss as light as a butterfly’s wing landed on my cheek.A kiss?That was supposed to be a kiss?Was he trying to fool a child?Annoyance bubbled up inside me.I fumed about it, fumed some more, and then just like that my eyes suddenly flew open.The man in front of me froze, completely stunned.Then, his expression shifted—his smile growing wider and brighter by the second.I pouted, still unhappy. “Liar…”His laughter was soft, his eyes shining with a light I had never seen before.And then, just as I was about to complain further, he suddenly leaned down and captured my lips in a deep, lingering kiss.Now that—that was a real kiss.…I woke up one month after falling into a coma.And the first thing I saw was Miles.And then… he kissed me awake.It was a beautiful way to return to the world.I felt good. Reborn, almost.Dolly arrived within minutes, practically tripping over herself as she burst into the hospital room, wailing as she threw herself onto me.With my throat still raw
The moment that shameless thought crossed my mind, my face flushed red.Miles remained seated beside me, calmly using an exquisite-looking knife to slice an apple into perfectly shaped pieces. I kept watching, not wanting to disrupt the beautiful scene before me.A breathtakingly handsome man, dressed in a crisp white shirt, carefully peeling and slicing an apple for himself. The same hands that signed deals worth millions moved with deliberate precision as he fed himself each piece... I was mesmerized.Miles had finished slicing and picked up a silver fork, spearing a piece of apple before bringing it to my lips.I obediently opened my mouth and took a bite. It was the most delicious apple I had ever tasted.He smiled at me and continued feeding me.Without hesitation, I kept opening my mouth, eating, then opening again.Finally, he stopped. Instead, he picked up a wet napkin and gently wiped my lips.I smiled, puckering slightly in anticipation of his next thoughtful gesture.He
My leg was still in a cast, held together with steel pins… I had no choice but to lie back down. The voices outside grew louder, more aggressive. "Miles Wynn, what the hell do you think you're doing keeping my wife here?"“Julian Moore, she’s no longer your wife. The legal team filed for divorce half a month ago.” “So what? Until the court finalizes the divorce, she’s still my wife!” Miles’ voice was sharp and composed. “Julian, is there any point in being this unreasonable? “From the moment Eve made up her mind to divorce you, your relationship was over. What’s left is just settling the accounts.” Julian’s voice was hoarse. “And what gives you the right to decide whether we’re over or not? Who the hell are you to her? She’s my wife! As long as the court hasn’t ruled on the divorce, I’m still her husband…” Miles let out a cold, amused chuckle. “Interesting. I wasn’t aware that a woman was a man’s possession. Just because of a piece of paper, she has to obey you?” Julia
An hour later, everyone was gathered in the lounge next to my hospital room. Since I had been in a coma for so long, Miles had booked the best VIP suite in the hospital. So, calling it a hospital room was a bit of an understatement. It was more like a three-bedroom apartment, complete with a living area. Now, in the spacious living room, we all sat around, exchanging glances. I clung tightly to Nicholas, and at first, he seemed a little stiff. But as time passed, he pulled me close, holding me just as tightly. I still felt like crying, only this time, they were tears of joy. Julian was taken back to his own hospital room by the nurses, which meant we didn’t have to deal with his presence ruining the moment. Nicholas sighed. “Eve waking up… We owe it all to you, Miles.” Miles clapped him on the shoulder. “No need to be so formal, brother. And besides, I’ve always liked Eve.” Nicholas' expression turned complicated. “If only… Never mind. If I’d known back then, I woul
Nicholas’ expression turned sour. “Yeah, I hit him. So what? If some random punk outside had his eye on you, that’s one thing. But my own buddy eyeing my sister? How could I not beat him up?”Then he shot Miles a look, laced with lingering hostility. “Back then, you weren’t my match. I gave you a bloody nose… Remember that?”Miles rubbed his nose with a smirk. “Yeah, I remember. But I also remember you ended up with a swollen eye and a twisted arm.”I couldn’t hold back my curiosity anymore. “So… who actually won?”“I did.”“I did.”They spoke at the same time.In the end, Nicholas grudgingly admitted, “Fine, he won. But I had him pinned to the ground—he couldn’t move an inch.”Miles didn’t bother arguing.I finally pieced everything together. “So… what you’re trying to tell me is that Miles was the first person who ever liked me?”Nicholas' voice was deep and serious. “I just want you to move on. See? The right person will always be there. You don’t have to keep holding onto the wrong
For a moment, the hospital room was silent before Dolly suddenly burst into laughter.After she finished laughing, she let out a sigh. “Eve, don’t take this the wrong way, but… ever since you jumped into the sea, Julian has been… well, he’s been a mess.”I frowned. “How do you know that?”Dolly hesitated, casting me a cautious glance. “He’s come to see me a few times.”Hearing his name didn’t sit well with me, especially after today, when he insisted on seeing me and ended up getting beaten by my brother.I could still picture Julian on the floor, struggling to crawl toward me… Lowering my gaze, I sighed. Even though I hadn’t regained my memories, I knew one thing—Julian had always been a proud man. He was too proud to the point of arrogance. Seeing him in such a pathetic state today felt almost unreal. Sensing my displeasure, Dolly quickly clarified, “Eve, I’m not trying to defend him. I just… I just can’t help thinking—if he regrets it now, why did he make those choices in t
She probably hadn’t expected Pierse to be the one visiting. Dolly, knowing that I had taken care of him before, could only say, “Don’t get worked up. None of it really matters.” I nodded. Pierse walked in slowly, carrying a large bag of supplements. Before leaving, Dolly gave him a long, serious look and said, “Don’t turn out like your brother. Try to be a decent person.” Pierse barely knew her, so he simply frowned and ignored her. The door shut behind her, and I leaned against the headboard, quietly studying him. He looked about fifteen or sixteen, but I knew he was only thirteen—just taller and more mature-looking than most kids his age. Standing there awkwardly with the bag in hand, he seemed unsure of what to do. I cleared my throat. “Pierse, have a seat.” He shot me a stiff glance, then set the bag down on the bedside table. His voice was a little rough. “These… I heard they’re good for recovery… Just take them.” Looking at the teenage boy in front of me,
Pierse stammered, struggling to find the right words.I leaned against the headboard, choosing to stay silent.He stepped closer, biting his lower lip. “Evelyn, I was wrong. Can’t you forgive my brother… for my sake?”I looked at his youthful face, my gaze complicated. “Pierse… you’ve grown up so much.”He froze.I gestured with my hand. “You used to be this small, all chubby and round. And now, just like that, you’ve shot up to nearly six feet.”Pierse immediately corrected me, almost instinctively. “I’m five foot ten…”Then he realized what he had just said and fell silent, lowering his head.“Evelyn, are you really never going to make up with my brother?”He looked at me with pleading eyes.For a brief moment, my vision blurred.Years ago, that same pair of eyes had looked at me with the same hopeful expression.His big, round eyes were so full of life back then. He used to follow me around all day, calling out, “Evelyn, Evelyn, play with me! Let’s go on the swings… let’s play ball
She stared at me. “What did you just say?”I sighed, already losing patience. “I asked if you’re done yelling.”Abby bristled. “And what, was I wrong?! Didn’t you go and seduce that Wynn family CEO?”I cut her off coldly. “And then what?”That threw her off. For a moment, she had no idea how to respond.I pressed on. “And then what, Mrs. Moore? Are you trying to force a confession out of me, or do you just want to make me feel bad?”Abby latched onto that immediately. “That’s right! So, you admit it then? You admit you cheated while still married?”I shook my head. “No. I didn’t cheat. The one who cheated was your son, Julian.”Her face twisted in fury, turning an ugly shade of green. “You liar! What the hell are you talking about? My son would never cheat! That bitch Chloe set him up! “You think a few flimsy pieces of ‘evidence’ are enough to take everything from him? And as for the money—don’t even think about walking away with a single cent!”Ah. So, this was her real motive.Al
The nurses hesitated but eventually agreed.They gently pulled Pierse away, leading him toward the door.After a few steps, he suddenly turned back and called out, “Mom, don’t talk to Evelyn like that. You’re not allowed to insult her.”Abby instantly bristled. “You little brat—are you telling me how to behave?!”She moved as if to chase after him, but Pierse had already taken off.A small warmth flickered in my chest.This kid… he was actually kind of sweet now.Abby, still fuming, marched back inside and sat down in the nearest chair with an air of arrogance.I didn’t waste time. “Mrs. Moore, if you have something to say, say it quickly. I’m tired and need to rest.”She clearly wasn’t used to my tone. Her brows shot up, and I could see she was about to lash out, but at the last second, she forced herself to hold back.For all her arrogance, she was still a woman in her fifties—someone who had seen enough of the world to know when to pick her battles.She eyed me up and down before s
"I... I really did come to see you... I've been here several times, but the nurses wouldn't let me in.”Pierse stammered, his earlier anger completely gone. "I was actually... a little worried about you. But..."I looked at his still-boyish face and asked, "Does your brother know you're here?"He shook his head.A small sigh of relief left me—at least he wasn't completely hopeless.He was just used to taking Julian's side.I exhaled. "Pierse, I remember you used to hate me. I want to know why."He looked up in surprise. "I didn't... I..."It seemed like he wanted to explain, but in the end, he said nothing.I kept my tone indifferent. "If you can't explain, then don't bother. This is between adults. It has nothing to do with you."Pierse opened his mouth as if to argue, but before he could say another word, a figure appeared at the hospital room door.A woman grabbed his arm and shot me a sharp glare. "Evelyn, haven't you caused enough trouble? You already ruined my eldest son, and now
Pierse stammered, struggling to find the right words.I leaned against the headboard, choosing to stay silent.He stepped closer, biting his lower lip. “Evelyn, I was wrong. Can’t you forgive my brother… for my sake?”I looked at his youthful face, my gaze complicated. “Pierse… you’ve grown up so much.”He froze.I gestured with my hand. “You used to be this small, all chubby and round. And now, just like that, you’ve shot up to nearly six feet.”Pierse immediately corrected me, almost instinctively. “I’m five foot ten…”Then he realized what he had just said and fell silent, lowering his head.“Evelyn, are you really never going to make up with my brother?”He looked at me with pleading eyes.For a brief moment, my vision blurred.Years ago, that same pair of eyes had looked at me with the same hopeful expression.His big, round eyes were so full of life back then. He used to follow me around all day, calling out, “Evelyn, Evelyn, play with me! Let’s go on the swings… let’s play ball
She probably hadn’t expected Pierse to be the one visiting. Dolly, knowing that I had taken care of him before, could only say, “Don’t get worked up. None of it really matters.” I nodded. Pierse walked in slowly, carrying a large bag of supplements. Before leaving, Dolly gave him a long, serious look and said, “Don’t turn out like your brother. Try to be a decent person.” Pierse barely knew her, so he simply frowned and ignored her. The door shut behind her, and I leaned against the headboard, quietly studying him. He looked about fifteen or sixteen, but I knew he was only thirteen—just taller and more mature-looking than most kids his age. Standing there awkwardly with the bag in hand, he seemed unsure of what to do. I cleared my throat. “Pierse, have a seat.” He shot me a stiff glance, then set the bag down on the bedside table. His voice was a little rough. “These… I heard they’re good for recovery… Just take them.” Looking at the teenage boy in front of me,
For a moment, the hospital room was silent before Dolly suddenly burst into laughter.After she finished laughing, she let out a sigh. “Eve, don’t take this the wrong way, but… ever since you jumped into the sea, Julian has been… well, he’s been a mess.”I frowned. “How do you know that?”Dolly hesitated, casting me a cautious glance. “He’s come to see me a few times.”Hearing his name didn’t sit well with me, especially after today, when he insisted on seeing me and ended up getting beaten by my brother.I could still picture Julian on the floor, struggling to crawl toward me… Lowering my gaze, I sighed. Even though I hadn’t regained my memories, I knew one thing—Julian had always been a proud man. He was too proud to the point of arrogance. Seeing him in such a pathetic state today felt almost unreal. Sensing my displeasure, Dolly quickly clarified, “Eve, I’m not trying to defend him. I just… I just can’t help thinking—if he regrets it now, why did he make those choices in t
Nicholas’ expression turned sour. “Yeah, I hit him. So what? If some random punk outside had his eye on you, that’s one thing. But my own buddy eyeing my sister? How could I not beat him up?”Then he shot Miles a look, laced with lingering hostility. “Back then, you weren’t my match. I gave you a bloody nose… Remember that?”Miles rubbed his nose with a smirk. “Yeah, I remember. But I also remember you ended up with a swollen eye and a twisted arm.”I couldn’t hold back my curiosity anymore. “So… who actually won?”“I did.”“I did.”They spoke at the same time.In the end, Nicholas grudgingly admitted, “Fine, he won. But I had him pinned to the ground—he couldn’t move an inch.”Miles didn’t bother arguing.I finally pieced everything together. “So… what you’re trying to tell me is that Miles was the first person who ever liked me?”Nicholas' voice was deep and serious. “I just want you to move on. See? The right person will always be there. You don’t have to keep holding onto the wrong
An hour later, everyone was gathered in the lounge next to my hospital room. Since I had been in a coma for so long, Miles had booked the best VIP suite in the hospital. So, calling it a hospital room was a bit of an understatement. It was more like a three-bedroom apartment, complete with a living area. Now, in the spacious living room, we all sat around, exchanging glances. I clung tightly to Nicholas, and at first, he seemed a little stiff. But as time passed, he pulled me close, holding me just as tightly. I still felt like crying, only this time, they were tears of joy. Julian was taken back to his own hospital room by the nurses, which meant we didn’t have to deal with his presence ruining the moment. Nicholas sighed. “Eve waking up… We owe it all to you, Miles.” Miles clapped him on the shoulder. “No need to be so formal, brother. And besides, I’ve always liked Eve.” Nicholas' expression turned complicated. “If only… Never mind. If I’d known back then, I woul
My leg was still in a cast, held together with steel pins… I had no choice but to lie back down. The voices outside grew louder, more aggressive. "Miles Wynn, what the hell do you think you're doing keeping my wife here?"“Julian Moore, she’s no longer your wife. The legal team filed for divorce half a month ago.” “So what? Until the court finalizes the divorce, she’s still my wife!” Miles’ voice was sharp and composed. “Julian, is there any point in being this unreasonable? “From the moment Eve made up her mind to divorce you, your relationship was over. What’s left is just settling the accounts.” Julian’s voice was hoarse. “And what gives you the right to decide whether we’re over or not? Who the hell are you to her? She’s my wife! As long as the court hasn’t ruled on the divorce, I’m still her husband…” Miles let out a cold, amused chuckle. “Interesting. I wasn’t aware that a woman was a man’s possession. Just because of a piece of paper, she has to obey you?” Julia