I lowered my head, avoiding his gaze. Miles suddenly asked, “Kira and Trey came today?” I was stunned. I hadn’t expected him to bring that up. I nodded. He asked, “Did they say anything unpleasant to you?” I shook my head. “Really?” he pressed. I shook my head again. Miles studied me for a long moment before finally responding with a simple, “Alright. Go upstairs and rest.” I hesitated, standing there, the words I had been rehearsing all afternoon suddenly stuck in my throat. Noticing I hadn’t moved, Miles turned back. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Or do you have something to tell me?” I quickly shook my head. “No, nothing. It’s nothing.” With that, I hurried upstairs. Just as I reached the stairs, his voice rang out behind me. “Don’t listen to anything Kira says. And as for Trey, just ignore him.” I nodded absentmindedly. Then he added, “Once I’ve finished dealing with things tomorrow, I’ll arrange for you to stay somewhere else.” I froze. Mi
Dolly quickly comforted me. “Eve, don’t be upset. Family bonds run deep. Once you divorce Julian and reclaim what’s rightfully yours, you can reach out to your parents and your brother. “If you sincerely apologize, they’ll surely forgive you.”A glimmer of hope sparked in my heart. “Do you really think so?” “Of course! No matter what, you’re still their daughter. Your parents are getting older, and your brother only has you as his sister.“They were probably just disappointed in you before. If you show them you’ve changed, they’ll forgive you.” Her words gave me a little confidence. She was right. My parents and brother had loved and spoiled me when I was younger. They couldn’t possibly abandon me for good. As long as I cut ties with Julian, they would forgive me. Even if they didn’t forgive me immediately, at least they wouldn’t completely sever our relationship. Family bonds could be repaired over time, but this marriage—I had to end it as soon as possible. Dolly a
He smirked, his expression unreadable. “If she really does become my sister-in-law, now that would be interesting.”Kira fumed. “Trey, can you seriously tolerate someone like her stepping into the Wynn family?”He glanced at her. “Why? Are you jealous?”Kira quickly covered up. “No! That’s not what I meant. I just think someone like Evelyn is trash—who would want her?!”Trey’s smirk deepened. “I don’t think she’s trash. In fact, I think she’s quite interesting.”Kira was so furious she couldn’t even find the words to respond.Then, as if a thought suddenly struck her, she narrowed her eyes. “Wait… don’t tell me you have an interest in her too?”Instead of answering, Trey lazily gestured for the group of young women nearby to come over.With sweet giggles, they skipped toward him, their voices soft and flirtatious.Whatever they whispered in his ear made him chuckle. He casually pulled two of them into his arms and planted playful kisses on each of their cheeks.The tennis court filled
This apartment was in the prime district of Riverdale’s CBD, surrounded by hospitals, banks, and supermarkets.More importantly, its interior design matched my taste perfectly—simple, modern, with sleek, designer furniture. The sofa and dining set were brand new, their stylish aesthetic effortlessly blending with the space.After wandering through the apartment, I sprawled out on the massive king-sized bed and called Dolly.The line was busy.I muttered, “She’s really swamped.”Just then, my phone rang—it was Miles.I quickly answered, “Hello? Miles?”His crisp, steady voice came through the line. “Sean told me you’ve set your sights on the high-rise apartment?”“Yeah. Everything here is so convenient. Even if I get hungry in the middle of the night, I wouldn’t need to order takeout—there are restaurants just a short walk away.” Then I hesitated before adding, “Miles, let me rent this place from you, okay? I have the money now.”There was a pause on the other end.“Rent?” His voice c
His voice was slow, deliberate. “Evelyn, can we not get a divorce?”For a second, I thought I had misheard.I hadn’t even responded when Julian spoke again, his tone both weary and frustrated. “Evelyn, let’s talk this through properly. Don’t treat divorce like a joke.”I remained silent.Sensing my lack of response, he pressed on. “I admit that I married you out of spite back then, but we’ve been through five years together. We’ve weathered storms. Why can’t we just… stay married?”His voice softened, filled with a kind of forced tenderness. “Eve, I know I’ve let you down in many ways. But stop this, okay? Come back.”I hung up.Then, without hesitation, I blocked the number.I calmly walked back upstairs, looking at the piles of untouched luxury goods scattered around the room.Pulling out my phone, I downloaded the resale app Dolly had recommended. One by one, I took pictures of everything and listed them for sale.At eighteen, I wanted a passionate, all-consuming love.At twenty-fi
I forced a smile. “Thank you.”Miles nudged the menu toward me. “Do you want to pick something you like?”I glanced at the menu, realizing it was all in a foreign language. I awkwardly admitted, “I can’t read it.”“There’s an English menu.”The restaurant manager, as if performing a magic trick, swiftly produced one.I took a look and could sort of understand it.Miles noticed my struggle and chuckled. “Still having trouble?”Feeling embarrassed, I sighed. “My brain… only remembers high school-level English.”Losing seven years of memories meant I had also lost all the knowledge I gained in college.Right now, I was just dumb and clueless, but not in an endearing way.Miles gave a small nod. “That was my oversight.”Just as we were speaking, a couple walked in, their arms linked, heading in our direction.The moment I saw them, my expression stiffened. Without thinking, I grabbed the menu and used it to shield my face.The couple spotted me as well. They froze at first, then hesitat
"You—!" Chloe lost her composure, but quickly reined herself in.This was a public setting, and more importantly, Miles was here.They still had enough sense not to lash out at me so recklessly in front of him.The atmosphere turned tense again, thick with unspoken hostility.No one spoke this time, not until the food began arriving.Miles casually took my plate of lamb chops and, with precise, unhurried movements, cut the meat into neat, bite-sized pieces before sliding the dish back to me.I looked at the sizzling, juicy lamb and grinned. “Thanks, Miles.”Julian suddenly spoke, his tone laced with irritation. “Eve doesn’t like lamb.”Miles raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”Julian’s expression was firm. “I was married to her for five years. I know exactly what she likes. She hates lamb.”Without a word, I picked up my fork, speared a piece of lamb, and popped it into my mouth.Then I turned to Miles and said, “I love lamb. I always have.”His gaze softened with quiet amusement. “I know. Your b
Miles had practically called Julian a pathetic excuse for a man.Under the table, I anxiously clenched my napkin.For a split second, I thought Julian might snap, flipping the table in rage. Without thinking, I reached out, instinctively grabbing Miles’ hand.I barely brushed against him before his fingers closed around mine.His grip wasn’t too tight, but firm enough to send a silent message, “Don’t worry. I’ve got this.”The tension coiling inside me unraveled slightly.I lifted my gaze to Julian, whose face flickered between red and pale, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked painful.After what felt like an eternity, he finally muttered, “Mr. Wynn, there are things you don’t understand.”Miles adjusted his glasses slightly. “I haven’t been back long, so I admit I don’t know everything. And I won’t make assumptions.”His gaze shifted toward me, his voice calm but unwavering. “But I won’t let Evelyn get hurt again.”Then, as if making a point, he turned back to Julian. “Can you say
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
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
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
I sank into the dark depths of the sea.Miraculously, I didn’t feel cold.Instead, I felt warm like being cradled in my mother’s arms.The comfort was overwhelming, lulling me into a deep, dreamlike state. I didn’t want to open my eyes. I just wanted to sleep, right here, safe in this embrace.…"Blood pressure is crashing! We can’t get a reading! Start a transfusion—400 milliliters!""Defibrillator! Hurry! Clear!""Move! Prep for emergency surgery!""Eve, I was wrong! Eve, don’t do this… don’t scare me like this!""Eve! Wake up, please! Eve…""Don’t hold me back! Eve…!"So noisy.I just wanted to sleep.I tried to speak, but suddenly, a thick, metallic taste filled my mouth, and I coughed up a rush of blood."She’s vomiting blood—!"Vomiting blood?I wasn’t dead yet?I struggled to open my eyes.And somehow, I did.Blinding white fluorescent lights glared down at me. The air buzzed with frantic voices, overlapping in chaos."Eve, hold on."A voice cut through the noise, searing int
Julian had no choice but to continue. “We first met at the freshman welcome event. You asked for my number, then added me on WhatsApp. You asked me out a few times…” I interrupted him. “Were you dating Chloe at the time?” His expression tensed. “Eve, what are you trying to find out?” I spoke evenly. “I just want to clear my thoughts. Chloe said I was the one who ruined your relationship. I want to know the truth.” Julian looked doubtful, but after a moment, he patiently replied, “Back then, she and I were constantly fighting, almost every two weeks.” I remained emotionless. “I see. And did I know you had a girlfriend at the time?” He hesitated, confused by my detached tone. “Eve, you… Forget it. No, you didn’t know. But I never actually went on a date with you either.” I nodded. “Thank you.” He frowned. “Thank me for what?” I replied, “For at least knowing to keep your distance back then.” Then I asked, “And after that? Did you break up?” Julian exhaled. “After s
I scrolled through the comments, one after another, each one more vile and repulsive than the last."I thought Moore Group and White Corporation were merging through marriage but turns out he married a woman like this. She looks just like one of those prostitutes.""Damn, bro, she’s got a great body. Pale skin, legs for days!""Tsk, I gotta admit, I’m jealous of Mr. Moore. Bet she’s wild in bed.""Wasn’t she supposed to be some rich heiress? Why does she have zero self-respect? She’s a disgrace to women.""So what if she’s rich and pretty? Her private life is a complete mess. A friend of mine said the White family’s princess is very open—she goes to bars every night and picks up a bunch of guys to play with...""Dude, stop making up imaginary friends."Dizziness and sharp pain crashed over me, making it impossible to breathe.I dropped my phone, gasping for air.Now I finally understood what Rachel had been mocking me about.Three years ago, Julian took me to a business banquet. And a
To be honest, if I weren’t so desperate to know the truth, I would have already left with Dolly.The round-faced girl smiled at me. “I get it. Oh, by the way, Miss White, my name is Sophie Lane. I work in HR, mostly running errands. You can just call me Sophie.”As she spoke, she pulled out a large pouch. “I’ve got all kinds of things in here. Let’s see what you need.”Like a magician, she started pulling out foundation, lipstick, powder puffs—even a small bottle of peppermint oil for headaches.From our conversation, I learned that the commotion Rachel caused earlier had spread across the entire company in less than ten minutes.Sophie giggled. “Miss White, everyone’s saying she got what she deserved. Some of my coworkers are even planning to go out for dinner tonight to celebrate.”I asked, “Was she really that bad?”Sophie lowered her voice. “Not outright evil, but she always used her looks to bully the newbies. “Female employees had to endure her stealing credit for their work, an
Before Rachel even sat down, she blurted out impatiently, “Mr. Wynn, this entire mess is because of that… that lunatic attacking me! I demand an apology and compensation!” Dolly shot up from her seat. “You filthy liar! Say one more word of nonsense, and I’ll slap you to death!” Rachel shrank back slightly, clearly aware of just how dangerous Dolly could get when she lost her temper. I quickly pulled Dolly back down into her seat. Her biggest flaw was her impulsiveness. Every time she had the moral high ground, she would end up losing it just because she was too aggressive, making people think she was the one in the wrong. Miles sat behind his desk, fingers interlocked, his expression cold and unreadable. His voice was equally frigid. “Ms. Cross, apologize.” Rachel froze. “Mr. Wynn, I…” His gaze sharpened. “The break room has surveillance cameras. You know exactly what you said to Miss White.” Rachel was rendered speechless. Under the weight of his authority, she re
As we waited, Miles sat beside us in silence, quietly handing us tissues. I didn’t know how to describe it.By the time Dolly and I had cried ourselves out, the floor in front of us was littered with crumpled tissues. Meanwhile, Miles, completely unbothered, was calmly opening a second pack—rose-scented, no less. I mumbled, “Thanks…” Dolly was speechless.Miles looked at my swollen, tear-streaked face and sighed. “Eve, rest here for a bit. I need to talk to Dolly alone in the next room, alright?” I hesitated and glanced at Dolly. She hesitated even longer but still refused to nod. Miles’ tone grew firmer. “Miss Jones, if you don’t want to talk, I can have someone investigate instead. You should know that I can find out everything.” Dolly wavered. Miles pressed on. “Rather than letting me uncover something that may not even be the full truth, wouldn’t it be better if you told me yourself?“I know how much you care about Eve. That means your version of the story is the m