Nolan's POV.“Rosalynn.” I had just stepped into the house and immediately searched for the figure of my little doll.“Mr. Nolan, why are you back so early? It's raining like this, weren't you in any danger on the way?" Anne held the vest for me and was surprised at my presence before the end of work hours.I loosened my tie and rolled up my shirt sleeves, glancing at Anne before casually saying, "Finished work, so I came home early. Where is she?"“Rosa said she was a bit tired so she went to her room to sleep.”“How was her reaction today?” I unbuttoned my shirt one more button to make it more comfortable, then put my hands in my pockets and went up to the second floor.My pace of walking up the stairs was very slow so that I could continue to listen to what Anne reported. She sighed, “When she woke up in the morning, she indeed wanted to take her suitcase and leave like you predicted. But after that, she just sat blankly watching TV in the living room for several hours. No matter h
Nolan’s POV.My heart suddenly quickened, so I loosened my tie to breathe easier. My chest kept heaving, and I felt like I would explode with anger soon. The fork in my hand was about to bend, and I turned my gaze towards Christine in silence."Well then. How about tomorrow we register for marriage?" I smirked and raised my wine glass towards her casually.Her face showed clear hesitation, as if she didn't expect me to agree so readily. She forced a hesitant smile, "Tomorrow... might be too quickly. You know, I just returned..."Leaning back in my chair, I swirled my wine glass gently, nodding in agreement, "Alright, then when do you plan to organize it? What's the first step in preparation?"Before she could respond, I paused and directed a sharp gaze toward her, "Announce it to the media? Establish the close relationship between our families again, and then..." I glanced nonchalantly towards Kyle.Kyle deserved commendation for raising his two daughters so well, ready to enter into
Rosalynn’s POV."Argh... Where am I?"I rubbed my forehead hard and slowly opened my eyes. Even a slight movement intensified the pain in my head, causing me to grimace before fully grasping the situation around me.Turning to my side, my gaze met Nolan's as he drove, startling me and causing me to involuntarily shout, "Ah! Why are you here?"Clearly, when I fled from that mansion, I coincidentally encountered Hades Olivier and left with him. However, in a moment of confusion, I couldn't find anywhere to go, and the city I had been familiar with for years suddenly felt as distant and unfamiliar as ever. I had no one to rely on in Las Vegas. Katherine wasn't there, and I dared not trouble Liam for fear that Nolan would cause him trouble later.So, I reluctantly agreed to Hades's offer to stay at his place for a while. But unexpectedly, Nolan found me so soon and took me away while I was unconscious."So, where do you think I should stay? And where do you plan to stay? Your actions, goi
Rosalynn’s POV.I urged Alex to drive back to the villa as fast as possible. After receiving Anne's phone call, my limbs trembled uncontrollably, and my face turned pale with fear. At first, I couldn't believe Anne's words, my mind only urging myself to return quickly to meet Nolan right now. But as soon as we reached the gate, two gate guards blocked us and approached Alex's car window."Mr. Nolan said for you to quickly take Miss to some restaurant for dinner. Until he gives further orders, he will call you," one guard said."What's the fucking you are saying?" I swung the door open and rushed forward disregarding the guards' restraint. "Open the gate for me!"At this moment, was I even in the mood for dinner? More importantly, I couldn't comprehend Nolan's absurd orders. I was so worried to the point my heart was about to burst, and yet he wouldn't let me go home?"Madam, I'm just following Mr. Nolan's orders. Could you please come back in a while? I really can't let you in right n
Rosalynn's POV.As soon as I went out and closed the door, I heard the sound of high heels hitting the marble floor and they became more and more distinct. I unconsciously crumpled Nolan's bloody vest and my heart beat faster. I didn't know what expression to wear when facing Christine, and I even had the thought of running away like a coward.I knew nothing about Christine other than that she was the mayor's eldest daughter and the sister of Kristen, who hated me bitterly. Now I understood Kristen's actions, for I bore a resemblance to her sister. She probably assumed that everything I received from Nolan was thanks to Christine and that I was competing for a warmth that didn't belong to me.Until a voice came from behind and made me shiver, "Hello?"Christine in my first impression was a very gentle and pure woman. The pure white dress on her body turned her into an innocent angel, with her white skin and slender hands reaching out to me. I glanced at her handshake and silently marv
Rosalynn’s POV.Aiden's expression relaxed as he leaned forward slightly to scrutinize me more closely, breaking into a hearty laugh, "Is it really you, Christine? It's been so long since we've seen each other that I can not remember your voice."I tilted my head slightly and pretended to adjust my bangs, feigning composure as I smiled in return, "Indeed, it's been quite a few years. I'm delighted to hear that you're back in Las Vegas, Uncle."Aiden took a sip of his drink and then shifted his gaze towards Alex and Martin standing nearby. His demeanor seemed to suggest a silent urge for them to leave, yet he refrained from voicing it.I folded my hands on the table, deliberating for a few seconds before issuing a command, "Alex, Martin, would you mind stepping outside? I'd like to have a word with Uncle Aiden in private.""But ma'am..." Both of them began to protest, but I quickly interjected."Don't worry. Uncle Aiden is a family acquaintance. Could he possibly harm me?" I turned bac
Rosalynn’s POV.After assessing the safety situation, Liam led us out through another door in the same room. He was familiar with every nook and cranny, swiftly guiding us to the parking lot behind the bar.As I buckled my seatbelt inside the car, I finally spoke up, "That was too dangerous. Thank you."As Liam drove past the bar's main entrance, I suddenly remembered Alex and sat up in alarm, "We still have someone trapped inside. It's Alex. Is there any way to help him?""Don't worry, I've called the cops. They'll be here soon. He'll be fine," Liam reassured, turning to me with a gentle smile.I nodded lightly and sighed in relief, resting my hand on my chest. Glancing at Martin through the rearview mirror, I caught his scrutinizing gaze on Liam. He held onto my purse tightly and whispered, "Who is he? Why was he inside the bar?""Yeah, I'm curious too. Didn't Aiden rent out this bar for tonight?""This bar belongs to me and a friend. After finishing my piano class, I needed to stop
Nolan’s POV.My arm suddenly felt weak, and Rosalynn withdrew her hand from mine. I stood frozen, observing her tear-streaked face, her eyes a bit hazy yet filled with anticipation for my response. A discomfort stirred within me, as if it squeezed my heart tighter than any bullet wound ever could.She just asked whether I loved her.And I hesitated. Thinking of Christine, who had left not long ago, I hesitated to give a definitive answer. Not about my feelings for Christine, but everything had veered off its initial trajectory when I began to feel drawn to Rosalynn and puzzled about what to do next.I could never forget Christine, believing that such a remarkable woman should be etched forever in my heart. If loving someone else saddened her, I would become a villain, ungrateful.The scars on my body seemed insignificant because I had endured worse. Recalling years ago, when I fled with a bloodied body from Richard's pursuit, Christine risked everything to save my life. I am alive tod
One year later.In London.“Hailey, Ryan, stop running around!”“It’s raining. Hurry up and get inside!”I sipped on my hot tea and watched Marie trying to keep the two kids in line. As I saw the rain splashing against the clear glass window, I thought about getting up to fetch an umbrella for them, but Nolan stopped me.“Just relax, I already gave them one. Hailey will come inside soon—she hates getting wet in the rain.” He set a plate of pastries in front of me and sat down beside me.Then, he rested his head against my large, round belly and playfully asked, “Son, have you been making mommy tired today?”That’s right, I was nine months pregnant, and the little one inside me was a boy. Every night, I eagerly awaited his arrival, imagining his face and thinking he would probably look just like his dad, Nolan. The doctor said my due date was approaching soon, so I had to be careful with every move I made.I ran my fingers through Nolan’s soft, short hair, teasingly saying, “I think yo
Rosalynn’s POV.A musty smell enveloped me as I slowly opened my eyes, realizing I was tied up. My heart skipped a beat when I remembered my daughter.Just then, something soft brushed against me. I looked down and saw Hailey lying next to me, fast asleep. Relief washed over me, but my head still throbbed, likely from the lingering effects of the sedative.I sat up and scanned the room. It was clear—we’d been kidnapped.But who would dare pull this off so close to Nolan’s estate? And how did they slip past Alex’s guard?“You’re awake, huh?” A woman’s voice echoed through the room as the door to this dingy warehouse creaked open.Being a pianist, I was more sensitive to sounds than most, and my memory of voices was sharp. I recognized her immediately without needing to look, “Christine Watson. You should be locked up in the police station awaiting trial. How did you escape?”Christine let out a loud, deranged laugh, “If I told you Nolan had mercy on me and didn’t hand me over to the po
At the Watson family mansion.Nolan's POV.“What the hell are you doing? Let my father go. Do you have an arrest warrant, or are you just barging into our home?”As I stepped into the Watson family's grand hall, Christine’s screams echoed loudly. She showed her sharp and aggressive side in front of the officers arresting Kyle. That sweet, gentle expression of hers, it seemed, only ever appeared when she was with me.The moment she saw me, Christine’s eyes lit up as if she had found a savior. She rushed over to me and pleaded, “Nolan, please! There must be some mistake. Tell them to release my father.”I pulled my hand away, not hiding the annoyance on my face, “Enough, Christine.”“What?” She froze, looking at me with confusion in her eyes, “What do you mean?”The officer beside me presented the arrest warrant and said firmly, “Mr. Kyle Watson is suspected of orchestrating the fire at the Kingston mansion 27 years ago. And Miss Christine Watson, you are believed to be an accomplice fo
Rosalynn's POV.Early afternoon on Saturday, I impatiently sat in the living room of Nolan's mansion and waited for the team to decrypt the USB I had just found. Looking at the clock as the minutes ticked by, I kept walking back and forth so continuously that Hailey got dizzy and she frowned at me.“Rosa, can you stop walking? You're influencing me to study!” She pouted at me, holding a crayon on her hip, looking very adorable.Today I braided Hailey's hair into pigtails. Every time she bent down to study, the ends of her hair will wiggle with each movement of her pen.I sat down and hugged Hailey and kissed her head affectionately, “I'm sorry, sweetie. So now I'll sit quietly and watch you study, is that okay?"Hailey nodded and then held up the painting she had just completed for me to see with bright eyes. It seems that since childhood, she has loved painting. She is very sensitive to mixing colors, more interested in pictures than numbers. One day when I went to school to pick her
Rosalynn's POV.Mark seemed scared by Nolan's appearance as his face turned pale and all of his aggressive appearance was gone. He glared at his wife and then grabbed his suitcase to leave the house, but Nolan's large body was blocking the door.He didn't dare to speak to Nolan, so he turned and walked back to his room, then slammed the door hard.Mark's wife, her name was Rachael, immediately collapsed to the floor and covered her face, crying helplessly. I moved closer to comfort her, and at the same time, Riley's room door also opened.The little girl, her face filled with tears, ran out and hugged me and her mother. Perhaps I always deeply sympathize with Riley because her eyes are exactly the same as when I was adopted by the Carter family. Every day there would often be thugs coming to collect debt, they would destroy things and my adoptive parents would have to kneel down to beg them. I once desperately begged everyone to spare our family, but at that time I did not understand
Rosalynn's POV.In the middle of the large living room, I sat next to Anne and leaned my head on her shoulder like we were once so close. My eyes looked toward the closed piano box, and a ray of pain gently passed through my heart, making the bridge of my nose sting.Anne patted my shoulder and her warm voice rang out, “Mr. Nolan always cleaned this piano himself without anyone touching it, not even Hailey.”“I know that. A few days ago, Hailey revealed it to me.” I chuckled and sat up straight, holding Anne's hand tightly.When she looked at my face again, tears welled up in her eyes and she pursed her lips to control her choking, “Luckily you're alive and well, Rosa. Where have you been lately? It is said that you have found your family, they are very rich and also love you. I was very worried when I heard you left with nothing."I felt the back of Anne's hand. Because of regular housework, combined with her growing age, her skin has shown signs of aging. Listening to her ask a seri
Rosalynn's POV.I clearly understood what Nolan was about to say, as well as being fully aware of the meaning of today's dinner with our little daughter. But making this sudden decision was very difficult for me.When I saw Mark and the man with freckles on his face walking out of the restaurant together, the first thought that popped into my head was to chase them. They were the most important clues in this case that I was quietly working on, and it seemed like my intuition was right.When I arrived at the parking lot, I hid behind a car parked closest to them and kept quiet about their next movements.“Sir, when will I receive the money you said? We are gradually transferring our convenience store. Before the next term starts, I have to transfer my daughter's school. So please hurry up a bit..." The other Mark's voice was filled with flattery.Right after that, another male voice rang out, that of the man with freckles, "Wait a minute. I will arrange your accommodation when you go t
Nolan's POV.The strong scent of perfume entered my nostrils, making me frown in discomfort. Immediately after, I grabbed Christine's arms and pushed her body, “What the hell are you doing?” I huffed.She was crying with tears streaming down her eyes and her eyes were completely red, but I had been feeling this annoying for a long time.Christine tried to grab my arm even though I pushed her out of the room, “Nolan, do you know what you're doing? We made an appointment last night, but you went to sleep with another woman. She finally…”While scolding me, she pointed at Rosalynn who was sitting up on the bed. Only when her eyes clearly saw Rosalynn did she shut her mouth and her expression revealed an unacceptable look.“That bitch Rosalynn!” She stomped her feet and tried to rush towards the bed, but I quickly grabbed her.Not only was she trembling, but even I felt confused when I saw Christine's presence here. I knew what I was afraid of, what Rosalynn would think about Christine's
[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.Rosalynn’s POV.After over ten minutes of struggling, I finally managed to get this large man into the elevator. I knew Nolan had a presidential suite on the top floor of the JW Kingston hotel; I just needed him to give me the password to get inside.As we exited the elevator, he started kissing along the side of my face and held me tightly. His hot breath on my skin made me feel flushed.“Nolan, stop messing around.” I pushed his head away after he nibbled on my earlobe.Reaching Nolan's room, I shook him gently and asked, "Hey, what's the room password?"This damned man didn’t answer my question. Instead, he leaned down to bite my lower lip, attempting to kiss me again. Earlier, I had barely managed to push him away to catch my breath, but the drug was taking stronger effect as he clung to my waist.“Damn it!” I lightly tapped his head as he hugged me from behind. Glancing at his face resting on my s