In the soft, flickering light of the candle, Amanda finds it hard to read Riley’s expression.
He must have been smiling, just like me. She's a firm believer in that. After all, it’s our third wedding anniversary. Even though he still has a lot of work to do, he makes time to come home and have a candlelit dinner with me. Amanda closes her eyes, letting herself believe the lie for a moment.
“I wish we could be together forever,” Amanda says with a happy smile. Her eyes come alive, twinkling like lakes in sunlight. Riley freezes for a while. It seems like there is an ethereal halo around her, he thinks.
Suddenly, a sharp pain pierces through her abdomen, so intense it nearly knocks the wind out of her. Amanda’s face pales instantly, but she bites back the pain, not wanting to ruin the rare moment of warmth between them.
But just as she gathers herself, a shrill ringtone shatters the peaceful atmosphere. The name flashing on Riley’s phone screen makes Amanda’s heart skip a beat. Before she stops him, Riley eagerly picks up the phone.
“Riley, my head hurts so much… I feel like my chest is being squeezed, I… I can’t catch my breath… Please, come… hurry…”
The woman’s weak voice comes through the phone, but before she finishes, the line goes dead, as though she’s passed out.
Riley looks like he’s in a bad mood for a second. Annoyance flickers across his face. Still, he stands up, grabbing his clothes with an intensity Amanda cannot decipher.
“Faye’s sick again. I need to take a look at her.”
Faye Aiken is a girl who has grown up with Riley Griffin. She's been with him a long time, someone with whom he shares an unbreakable bond. Three years ago, she had gone to Switzerland for treatment. Last month, she returned. And only in one month, She had fallen ill nine or ten times already. Whenever she was sick or in need, he would certainly set aside anything to be with her.
The Aiken family, second only to the powerful Griffin household in wealth, had spared no expense in getting Faye the best doctors. How could she still be sick after three years of treatment? What could be so urgent that it absolutely has to be him? It was obvious to Amanda—Faye’s constant hospital visits and importunate requests were nothing more than a ploy to keep Riley’s attention and draw him closer to her.
If even Amanda could see through this, how could Riley be so blind? Yet, step by step, he falls into the trap. The truth is clear—in Riley’s view, Faye Aiken's status is much heavier than Amanda, his wife.
Her heart aches at the thought. But then, from somewhere deep within, Amanda finds the courage to speak up, her hand clutching tightly at Riley’s arm.
“She’s able to call you, so that she’s not in critical condition. She’s been resting at home since she got back, surrounded by people who can care for her. She doesn’t need you there. You’re not a doctor.”
Amanda’s voice softened, her plea barely audible. “Riley, just this once, could you stay? Can you spend tonight with me?”
Riley closes his eyes for a moment, his voice cold when he speaks. “There's a life at stake, Amanda. You should put yourself in other people’s shoes .”
“But…” Apparently, Riley doesn’t want to listen to her, he quickly cuts her off, already heading toward the door.
She watches from the villa window as his car disappears into the night.
He doesn't even look back, Amanda thinks.A few months ago, Riley had gone to another country, negotiating a major acquisition deal. As his chief secretary, Amanda had stayed behind, managing the company’s day-to-day affairs with the board members. In truth, it had been over three months since they had last seen each other.
When the deal was finalized, Riley had been in an unusually good mood, which led him to accept Amanda’s invitation to celebrate their anniversary at the villa. It was a rare occasion, as their previous anniversaries had always been swallowed by work commitments.
But now, reflecting on it, Amanda found the situation painfully ironic. Riley had been here in person, but had his heart ever truly been with her? When Amanda spoke of her hopes for their future, was Riley thinking the same thing, or was his mind already consumed with thoughts of the “delicate” Faye Aiken?
Eleven years ago, the Courtney family business had gone bankrupt. On their way back to deal with the aftermath, Amanda’s parents had been killed in a tragic car accident, leaving her, at 17, with no one to turn to. Grief-stricken and lost, Amanda had no choice but to crash an elite party, desperately seeking help from her parents’ old business partners.But the only responses she received were cold rejections, mocking laughter, or lecherous gazes that lingered far too long on her body. Just when all hope seemed lost, Riley, a handsome and wealthy man drawing everyone’s attention, had stepped in to save her.It was the first kindness Amanda had felt since her world had fallen apart. She began to believe that Riley Griffin, the man who stood at the top of the world, could be her lifeline, that he was a kind and gentle soul.From that moment on, wherever Riley appeared, Amanda’s eyes would follow. She found herself drawn to him, captivated by his presence. When he smiled, she felt as tho
When Amanda wakes up, it’s already the next afternoon.She is lying in a hospital bed, alone. The sterile white walls of the hospital room only added to the overwhelming sense of isolation and despair. She can hardly tell where it is. It has the same white walls as in the villa, and the same quiet.“Mrs Griffin, are you awake?”Riley’s butler enters the room, holding a medical report, and after seeing her awake, he lets out a sigh of relief.“You don’t know how dangerous it was last night. If we hadn’t gone to the villa to check on you and found you unconscious, I can’t imagine what would’ve happened.”“Thank you,” Amanda whispers, her voice barely audible. Her face is still pale, drains of all color. The butler smiles politely and hands her a slip of paper.“On the way to the hospital, our car broke down. Fortunately, a kind gentleman offered to help and even paid for your medical expenses. This is his contact information. Also…”The butler hesitates for a moment before handing her t
Meanwhile, in the VIP room of the same hospital, a few childhood friends of Riley Griffin and Faye Aiken are gathered. Riley tosses his phone onto the table in frustration. He cannot get a hold of Amanda.Faye’s spooked by the sound, and her body trembles slightly as her eyes filled with tears.“Riley, I’m so sorry. I know I’m always troubling you because of my terrible physical condition, but yesterday was unbearable… It felt like I was reliving the day of the air crash.”A few years ago, his mother, Faye, and her mother took his private jet for an overseas vacation. Tragically, there was a crash, and their mother had gone to heaven. Faye made a full recovery, but she was left with severe PTSD.Even though it was unpredictable, it happened on his plane. Faye was the only one who survived, and he swelled with guilt and sympathetic. He even promised Faye’s father he’d treat her like his little sister. So for all these years, no matter when she calls, he’s always there for her.But Rile
Life is unforeseeable, but Amanda never expects that the next time she bumps into Riley will be on the day she is discharged from the hospital.Amanda hates hospitals; they always remind her of her parents’ passing. Everything here feels like a lingering nightmare, pressing down on her until she can barely breathe.And just then, she sees the last two people she wants to see.Riley is there, still attractive and sturdy, carrying a vulnerable but lovely woman bodily up the stairs. Together, they look perfect—a picture of elegance and charm. People will smile when they see it, except Amanda. Because her husband, Riley, is here to accompany another woman as his own wife lies recovering in a hospital bed.Amanda notices how Riley, usually all strides and long legs, slows down to match Faye’s dainty pace. His gaze softened in a way Amanda has never seen.It hit Amanda that the first time she wore stiletto heels.At that time, she followed Riley to attend a quarterly business review. She’d
Amanda returns to the villa. Without resting, she begins packing her things. She didn’t bring much when she first moved in three years ago, and even though she has a habit of buying small items, she’s never displayed them—Riley doesn’t like clutter, after all.By the time she’s done, all she has are her clothes, a few keepsakes only she cares about, and some small personal items she’d kept carefully tucked away.While sorting through everything, she finds a few boxes of incense.The boxes are dusty, faded from the sun, and barely carry any scent anymore.Seeing them, Amanda remembers a small, silly thing she once did for Riley.After that banquet, Amanda started paying close attention to Riley. Once she became his secretary, she learned that Riley struggled with sleep, often waking in the middle of the night. Determined to help, she searched for ways to improve his rest.One day, a specialist suggested trying aromatherapy, so Amanda took it to heart. She went out of her way to lear
Amanda, however, has seen the call. Even though Riley’s number hadn’t been saved under his name, it’s one she’d long memorized by heart. Actually, she hasn’t ignored him on purpose.Years after her parents passed, she gets a phone call out of blue telling her someone is waiting at her parents’ gravestone with something to discuss. Amanda is puzzled; her parents’ old friends has lost contact years ago, and she is the only one who regularly visits. But given that it involves her parents, Amanda doesn’t hesitate. She turns the car around and makes her way to the cemetery.Preoccupied with thoughts, she glances at her phone, deciding to let the call go unanswered—she doesn’t want her mood disrupted by whatever Riley might say.Arriving at the cemetery, Amanda’s breath catches as she spots a familiar figure.It’s Faye Aiken.She’s dressed in an expensive, custom-tailored outfit, smug and imperious, completely different from the frail girl who had clung to Riley in the hospital.So, she e
Suddenly, An episode’s replayed in Amanda’s mind.That was an early morning when she spontaneously decided to watch the sunrise. She drove Kara and Grace to the coast.Dawn’s light cast a shimmering path across the calm ocean, stretching from the shore to the horizon. The amber-like sunlight warmed every inch of her skin, making Amanda look like a goddess.Grace smiled like a cat in cream and said to Amanda, “Do you know when I first saw you?”“The first time I saw you was when I randomly attended a debate. You were the third speaker on the affirmative side, and I became totally hooked on you.” Grace lost herself in her own thoughts.“You spoke with such confidence and conviction; your arguments were sharp and precise. I always thought you looked your most beautiful when you were doing something you loved. Even though we were indoors back then, it felt like sunlight was shining down on you.”Grace and Kara both gazed at Amanda, making her turn away. She seemed bashful and awkward.Gr
Riley is in the golf course, together with Rex and Shawn.“These days are so busy. We finally get a chance to go out, and you’re not even saying a word.”“I did say something.”“You don’t seem to be in a good mood.”“I’m fine.”“Take a look in the mirror. You’ve been wearing that same expression all day. You call it a good mood?”“……”Riley grips his golf club with both hands, bending slightly forward, eyes focused on the ball. He raises the club to shoulder height, twists his torso, and swings forward.Eagle!Rex draws a long sigh. “Riley! Can’t you go easy on us? We’re friends here, you don’t have to be so ruthless.”Riley surveys him coldly, clearly irritated. “I don’t waste time on pointless things, and I have no interest in losing to you.”Rex sha
He flips another page. This one lists his favourite foods:“Simple tastes. Grilled salmon and salad. Always skips dessert but secretly loves lemon tarts. Prefers red wine over white—Merlot especially.”He chuckles under his breath, the sound surprising even himself.She had always been spot-on with his quirks, even the ones he never admitted.How many times had she left a lemon tart on the counter, claiming it was “leftovers” from her baking, just so he wouldn’t feel guilty eating it?Further in, a recipe catches his eye:“Cinnamon coffee—Riley’s favourite.”Beneath it, Amanda had carefully outlined the steps: • Freshly ground beans, dark roast. • Two teaspoons of cinnamon powder. Must be fresh, not the old jar in the pantry! • Brew
Still, life doesn’t pause for reflection, and Riley forces himself to carry on.Determined to find a solution, he resolves to speak with Shawn and Rex, hoping their perspectives might offer clarity.But before he can arrange a time, his butler, Mr. Harris, calls to inform him that the villa’s cleaning has been completed.It has been a while since Riley last set foot in the villa.Ever since Amanda moved out, he’s only been back a handful of times.The place feels empty, too vast for one person, and its silence is oppressive.Riley has avoided it whenever possible, preferring the comfort of his more modest city apartment.Now, with the villa cleaned, he decides it’s time to return.Mr. Harris mentions something peculiar before ending the call.The janitors had discovered a few items in the rubbish bin that didn’t look like trash. Uncertain about what
Riley bites his lip gently. He’s thinking about how to explain their relationship.He thinks about the photo Amanda has posted to insta—that mysterious man.He also remembers what Rex and Shawn has said to him.Riley takes a deep breath. His fingers clutch at his pants.“I wonder if... you can give me a moment,” he begins. “to talk about Faye.”Amanda sits upright and gently pushes her hair back off her forehead. And then she nods to Riley to show she’s listening.“Sure.” She answers.He exhales slowly, trying to find the right way to say it. “Do you know how my mum passed away?”Amanda freezes for a moment, giving Riley a sad look.She shakes her head slowly.It suddenly hit Riley that Amanda had asked him about his mom a few years ago but he didn’t tell her.He lowers his eyelids, his gaze dropping to the floor. “It was a air cr
Riley feels the weight of her words settle into his chest.He looks down at the roses he has brought, now resting on the table between them.They seem ridiculous, almost insulting, in the face of everything Amanda has endured.“Is there nothing I can do?” he asks softly, his voice barely audible.Amanda stands, smoothing her hands over her dress.“You can let me go,” she said gently. “That’s what you can do, Riley. Let me live the life I’ve built for myself.”Riley lowers his head and doesn’t speak for a long time.Amanda ignores him and walks into the room.A few minutes later, she walks out of the room, a necklace in her hand.She hands Riley the necklace and says, “Give it back to you. It’s yours.”Riley looks up, surprised, at the necklace in Amanda's hand. “This—”“Maybe you don't rem
“Why? You don't want to be beholden to me?”“No, of course it's not because of this. Just because it's not working for us anymore.”Riley gives a puzzled look. “What does that mean?”“I’ve already took Kara to Dr. Hayes a long time ago.” Amanda explains.Riley stares at Amanda, her words settling heavily between them like a stone dropped in still water.“You already saw Dr. Hayes?” Riley repeats her words again, his voice barely above a whisper.Amanda nods, her fingers lightly resting on the edge of the table. “Yes, about a half year ago? Kara had her first appointment shortly after I called you.”Riley’s brow furrows as fragments of memory begin piecing themselves together.He remembers that phone call vividly now.He had been in a hotel room on a business trip, rushing to prepare for a major client meeting. At the tim
He looks down, his voice breaking slightly. “You left, and I thought I’d get used to it. But I haven’t. I can’t. Every moment you’re gone, I think about you. About us. And I realized… I love you, Amanda. I always have. I was just too blind, too stupid to see it.”Riley looks back at her, his eyes pleading. “I know I’ve been awful. I know I don’t deserve another chance. But I want to change. I will change. Please… don’t divorce me. Let me try to make this right.”“Please give me a chance to make it up to you.”Amanda looks away, her gaze flicking to the roses, then back to Riley’s face.“And I hope you can meet some of my friends—Rex, Shawn, even Faye. I want you to be part of every part of my life.”He pauses, running a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to find the right words. “I know I’ve got a lot to
Amanda stays a whole day in Kara’s house.The sun is setting as she steps out, the soft glow casting warm hues across the quiet street.The day has been long but strangely soothing—a much-needed pause after everything that’s happened lately.She tightens her scarf against the crisp evening air, feeling the faint scent of the incense still lingering on her coat.Sliding into the driver’s seat, Amanda takes a moment before starting the car.The leather of the steering wheel is cold against her fingers.She glances back at Kara’s house.Through the window, she catches a glimpse of her friend, curled up on the sofa, the faint glow of the lit incense stick flickering in the dim room.Amanda smiles softly to herself.It looks like she comes at the right time today.As the engine hums to life, Amanda adjusts the rear-view mirror.The drive bac
Kara’s parents look stunned, their faces a mix of anger and disbelief.Amanda doesn’t waver, meeting their gazes head-on.Kara breaks the silence, her voice quiet but firm. “She’s right. You’ve done enough damage. I’ve had enough.”She stands, moving to Amanda’s side, her posture strong despite the tremor in her hands.“Get out.”Her mother sputters. “Kara, we’re trying to help—”“No,” Kara says, cutting her off. “You’re not. You never have. Now leave.”Her father looks like he’s about to argue, but something in Kara’s expression stops him. He grabs his coat and heads for the door, her mother trailing behind him.As the door slams shut, Kara sinks onto the sofa, her face pale but determined. Amanda sits beside her, placing a steady hand on her shoulder.“You didn’t ha
“No, it’s not!” Kara snaps.“You come here, uninvited, and demand I help Fiona? And you expect me to be okay with it? After all the crap you’ve pulled? You’ve badmouthed Amanda—yeah, I know about that—because you don’t like me and she is my best friend. You’ve criticized every decision I’ve ever made, and now you think I owe you?”“Don't forget, I'm sick too. And you're the contributors.”Her mother stands abruptly, her hands trembling slightly. “That’s not our fault. We didn’t do it on purpose.”“Yeah, but it's true that you caused it. Double standard. Treat Fiona and me differently, right?”The room falls silent for a moment, the tension so thick Amanda feels like she can’t breathe.Even though it's Kara's family business, Amanda feels like she should say something.She couldn't interject just now, but