Then, without warning, her phone rang. It was the notification tone for a text, though it sounded unusually piercing in the dark of the night.Unexpectedly, it was from Justin, who was just a few rooms away. "I am so sorry for what happened today. I shouldn't have let you do it, and I should've stopped them while they were talking and pressuring you into doing it. I hope you're not mad at me because, if it's possible, the way I feel about you has never changed. I urge you to reconsider, Scarlett, truly. When the day comes when I can support us both, marry me. Believe me or not, I will spend the rest of my life loving you. I will protect you until I exhale my last breath if that's what it takes," his text read.Scarlett couldn't come up with an adequate response for that. She knew that Justin thought something had happened between her and Jonathan in the car. Otherwise, he would never have sent her a text like this. Even though she was touched by his words, she was understandably bewild
But as Scarlett reached the door, she bumped into Justin, who was as surprised as Scarlett herself. Justin hadn't expected Scarlett to be up so early, and a flush crawled up his cheeks as he remembered the heartfelt text he'd sent her the night before. Even his smile carried tinges of embarrassment. "Why are you up so early, Scar? It's only seven. I got us all breakfast, though—wanna eat together? Or do you want to just sit and wait for a while?"Scarlett had no time nor mood to eat breakfast now that she wanted nothing more than to rush to the hospital. She smiled apologetically to him and told him as she hurried toward the door, "I'm so sorry, Justin, I have some things I have to take care of. I don't think I can have breakfast with you anymore. Oh, and when Natalie wakes up, can you tell her I had something important I have to attend to and left first? I couldn't find my own clothes, so I borrowed hers for now. Ask her to give me a call, okay?"Scarlett's hurry wasn't lost on Justin
Alyssa, too, did not want to accept this as her reality, but she was left with no other choice. Now that her husband had passed, the responsibilities of their household rested on her shoulders. She could not fall or crack under the overwhelming pressure that threatened to bring her down. She was the only one left to support her beloved granddaughter now, the only one left to support their enormous family."Scar—believe me or not, I wish this isn't real either. Oh, how I wish this is nothing but a bad dream, but it isn't. It's real, and it's horrible, but we have to keep living anyway. Your grandfather left us. It's just the two of us now. I know this is terrifying and painful, but the sooner we accept and make peace with this, the better off we'll all be. Your grandad wouldn't want to see us like this, would he?"Her grandfather was the director of the orphanage. He had been nothing but a down-to-earth, benevolent soul who'd wanted nothing but to help make the world a better place. Lot
A deep, magnetic voice queried above her, "Are you okay?"Scarlett remained unaffected by the man's voice, nor did she deign to respond. All she did was lift her head as she gazed steadily at the man, her eyes soulless and empty, the dark mist permeating those irises tugging at one's heartstrings. The man bent down to scoop her into his arms, his umbrella falling to the ground beside her. He carried her into the car in a moment and drove away as quickly as he'd appeared.When Scarlett finally awakened, she found herself overcome with bone-splintering pain, as if someone had run her over and over again until her joints ceased to belong to her. The soreness radiating through her body prevented her from standing. She could only open her eyes groggily, the unfamiliar surroundings startling her for a few seconds. She hadn't the slightest idea of where she was—the bedroom she was in was as foreign as it could be, even as she surveyed the area multiple times.The bedroom was large and spaciou
Meanwhile, in the sitting room, two equally handsome men sat alongside an elegant, beautiful woman. The three appeared deeply engrossed in conversation, a smatter of laughter ringing out occasionally. The atmosphere carried a sense of longing that was bound to entice anyone who bore witness to the magnetic sight, and a servant stood by patiently, refilling their glasses with champagne that must've cost an arm and a leg judging from the way it looked.The golden liquid glistened within delicate crystal glasses, the sight of it exceptionally gorgeous. The importance of their respective statuses filled the room effortlessly, their refinement an extraordinary sight."Come on, Jonathan, Aria, this toast is to our first joint success. Cheers!" Samuel Morrow's handsome face was adorned with a smile, his voice a rich, resounding baritone.Aria Zart was the current president of Zart Enterprise. As the eldest daughter of the Zart family, her disposition was infallible. Her wavy hair rippled down
Aria was interested in seeing what kind of woman could attract Samuel's attention against all odds. Jonathan, too, wanted to see for himself the woman whom his cousin considered her rival. As for Samuel, he was entirely calm as he waited for the girl he had saved by the roadside to appear.In just a few seconds, a pair of long, slender legs appeared to descend the stairs slowly, followed by the sharp click of heels. Its rhythmic nature mesmerized the trio, who shifted their collective gazes to her appearance when she eventually appeared in front of them. Samuel's maid, Janice, guided her into the sitting room, but the sight of the two men and one woman flustered her to no end. Momentarily, Scarlett found herself unsure of what to do in situations as such.The woman who appeared in front of the trio was undeniably gorgeous, her looks conforming to conventional beauty standards, with a sharp chin, high cheekbones, and eyes even more beautiful than Aria's. Those fathomless depths seemed t
Jonathan's gaze turned toward Scarlett, his eyes carrying the same indifference they always had. Yet, as his stare panned toward her, she felt an inexplicable chill that snaked its way down her body, making her tremble. A faint smile had his lips curling upward, reminiscent of gentleness and elegance, but Scarlett knew that it hardly meant anything beyond a superficial mask. Jonathan's eyes were still so cold, devoid of any form of life, no matter how closely she looked.Her instincts told her that he would only look at her like this because he had a plan in mind, but as for what it was exactly, she had no idea. All she knew was something bad was about to happen, something she wouldn't wish on her worst enemies, least of all herself. Regardless, no matter what it was, she would never allow herself to back down or show any sign of weakness. Who did Jonathan think he was? Did he really think he was invincible? Did he think she, Scarlett Langston, was so weak that he could walk all over h
Needless to say, Aria was pleasantly surprised by the turn of events that night. Jonathan, like Samuel, was a rare attractive man. While Samuel was undoubtedly outstanding, it was relatively easy to get close to him, for he was a man not short of passion. Any woman with a decent appearance could spend at least a day by his side, though the duration of their relationship would depend on said woman's subsequent capabilities.Truth be told, if it hadn't been for Aria's status that put her above most ordinary women vying for Samuel's attention, she would've made a move on Samuel long ago. She couldn't afford to compete with those mediocre women who called themselves avid fans, nor did she ever wish to sink that low for a man. Contrary to Samuel, Jonathan's demeanor was pure and noble, a kind of otherworldly unattainability separating him from the rest of the world. He was unapproachable at best, his iciness scalding anyone who dared get too close. It was simply his nature—a lone wolf whose
Scarlett knew there was no real solution to the problem between her and Jonathan. The both of them were just choosing to ignore what had happened between them.There was nothing left for them to do to fix what had been broken.Until now, she still felt as if she was in a dream. Was she really married to Jonathan? Was she really living with him in such a lavish house? She found it hard to wrap her mind around it because it was all so surreal.The warm water in the tub sloshed gently over her body, and she felt her eyelids droop. These few days have been tough, and she hadn't been able to sleep well. All she wanted to do was fall asleep in this tub. If she were any less rational than she was right now, she probably would've just fallen asleep in the tub.Scarlett changed into a simple set of pajamas after her bath, completely ignoring the sexy lingerie set that Jonathan had picked out for her. She could probably wear that lingerie set if she were alone but she couldn't possibly w
Jonathan's tone was loving and teasing, and she was immediately transported back to the carefree times she had spent with Jonathan at university. Back then, they didn't have much to worry about and could just enjoy dating each other without reality holding them back."Have you had breakfast? I'm making breakfast right now. Do you want some?" Scarlett asked."No, thank you. I don't like eating in the morning. You can go ahead and enjoy your breakfast," Jonathan replied. Jonathan never got into the habit of eating breakfast; after he went overseas, he had less reason to have breakfast. As such, he never ate breakfast anymore. After Scarlett had finished her food, Jonathan drove them to city hall to sign the necessary documents for their marriage.The entire time, Scarlett felt as if she were in a dream. Everything that was happening seemed so surrea. The absurdity of the events and the fact that she had not slept well in two days only made her more dazed. Scarlett hadn't realize
Scarlett immediately understood what he was trying to say and bashfully lowered her gaze. Since when had he become so sleazy? Going overseas had done nothing to teach him to be a better man. Scarlett didn't know how to answer him, so she stared silently at the ground. Suddenly, she thought of something and raised her head to say, "Jonathan, I have to tell you something. I can marry you, but you must promise me one thing. We won't have a wedding ceremony."Jonathan was upset by that suggestion, and he huffed, "What? No ceremony? Are you planning on just getting married in secret? Is it that embarrassing to be married to me? Is that why you don't want a ceremony? If you don't want to marry me, just tell me! You don't have to do all this to show how reluctant you are to marry me!" Jonathan had no idea what was going on in her head. What woman would outright refuse to have a wedding ceremony? Any woman would love to have a grand ceremony to celebrate her marriage, but now that Sca
Just then, Scarlett heard someone call her name from behind her, "Scarlett?"Scarlett turned in confusion and realized that it was the school counselor. She never expected to see him here, and her heart was filled with warmth at the sight of him. She hadn't seen him since graduating, so she didn't think he would still remember her. She hastily wiped the tears from her face before greeting him with a brilliant smile, "Mr. Brown! Why are you here?""I had nothing to do today, so I thought I would drop by to play basketball. How's work? Why aren't you here with Jonathan? I can't believe it's been a year already. Time really flies … I still remember when Jonathan would play basketball, and you would cheer for him from the sidelines. I miss all of you, so come by with Jonathan next time! By the way, don't forget to send me a wedding invitation when both of you get married. After all, I've got my eye on both of you, and I'm sure you will end up together. I remember how nice Jonathan trea
"Hey! What are you doing? Are you going home now?" Scarlett asked."Of course! Where else would I go? Didn't we just break up? Why are you calling me again? Don't tell me that you miss me already!" Teresa's voice which was filled with glee, came from the other end of the receiver. Hearing her voice made Scarlett feel much better than before, but Scarlett was worried that she would no longer be so happy after Scarlett tells her the truth. She didn't want her problems to affect the lives of those around her. Since she made a mistake, she would be the one to bear responsibility, and no one else should have to suffer because of her … especially not her best friend.Scarlett hesitated before asking, " Teresa, do you like your job?""What's not to like? I love it! Being a teacher is my dream! My students are obedient and understanding. My job also gives me a sense of accomplishment! Why are you asking me this now? I've told you before that my dream is to be one of the best teachers in
As she spoke, Scarlett attempted to push Jonathan away, but he was too strong. She couldn't fight back at all. She felt like a fragile child in front of Jonathan, and he could crush her into pieces with just a little force. Jonathan leaned in and whispered coldly, "Do you think I’m still as compliant as before, allowing you to push me away repeatedly? Let me tell you, I’m not the same. How well do you think you know me? Let me make it clear, I will get what I want, including you!" Scarlett sensed the threat in Jonathan's words and looked at this unfamiliar man with some caution. She asked cautiously, "Jonathan, are you threatening me? What exactly do you mean? Why don't you just tell me instead of playing games? My time is not free, so let me go if you won't talk. I still have to work tomorrow." Scarlett was truly exhausted at this moment. Listening to her colleagues discuss Jonathan in the office had already put her on edge. After work, she spent so much time walking aroun
Jonathan did not take her comments to heart and continued coldly, "You came home quite late, Scarlett. It seems like you've learned to enjoy life more now, huh? Weren't you just a bookworm before? Why are you so late today? You've changed a lot after starting work and made more friends, huh? Tell me, who were you out having dinner with just now? A colleague? Your boss? Or is it your boyfriend? Whoever it is, it seems like he takes good care of you, and since you were having so much fun with him, why bother coming back home in the evening?" Scarlett could hardly believe the cruel words that came from his mouth. When did Jonathan become so heartless? Although he could be a bit carefree before, he would never say such things to her. In Scarlett's eyes, Jonathan had always been gentle and caring, completely different from the person uttering these words now. Scarlett felt infuriated and couldn't help defending herself, "It's not what you think! I was just having a cup of coffee with
The two best friends chatted, and before they knew it, time had passed as they enjoyed their coffee. Soon, night fell, and the sky that was once adorned with the setting sun was now full of twinkling stars. It was beautiful, but it also reminded Scarlett of the day she parted ways with Jonathan. That day was just like today, a beautiful night with bright stars. However, things had changed, and she could never sit here and talk with Jonathan as she did that day. Teressa noticed the shift in mood from across the table. After hesitating, Teresa couldn't help but speak up, "Scarlett, Jonathan ... He's coming back soon." Teresa didn’t know the details of Scarlett and Jonathan’s relationship, but she knew they went on a trip together during their final year while everyone was looking for internships. It was quite sudden since Scarlett barely hung out with Jonathan. Then, there were rumors that they were dating, but Jonathan went abroad to study soon after, and Scarlett never menti
Scarlett sighed heavily at these words. “Yeah, there’s no way our small magazine can get an interview with the great Jonathan Leonard. Only those major news outlets have the qualifications for that. It’s his first time returning to the country after going abroad, so this is big news. The media would be busy with this, but it’s certainly not for us to handle.” Just then, the editor-in-chief of the office suddenly appeared. He must have overheard their discussions outside and sternly said, “Am I paying you to gossip around? You’re all good for nothing. You’re all itching to gossip now that I’ve eased up on you?” Once he roared, everyone fell silent. They either looked down at their computers or pretended to be busy with their work. No one responded to him. Who dared to oppose the editor? His words were final. However, Scarlett, who had always disliked this editor, felt grateful to him at this moment. She thanked him silently for saving her from her colleague’s gossiping. This wa