"SIGN IT AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE!" Calvin threw the divorce agreement in her face, his voice seething with fury. Adriana Clarke Walker, a well-known heiress and the wife of the richest man in the country and CEO of the Grand Empire Corporation, Calvin Walker, had always believed in the possibility of love. Despite knowing that Calvin didn't love her, she married him with the hope that her patience and devotion would eventually win his heart. But all she received in return was endless pain. Their marriage became a black hole that devoured everything: her happiness, her family's honor, and her security. In an instant, she lost everything—her family shamed, torn apart, and forced into exile. Adriana tried to leave the past behind and build a new life, only to find that Calvin refused to let her go. His pursuit was relentless, and he wasn't willing to set her free...
View MoreAdriana leaned crookedly on the sofa, propped up by cushions. The handmade embroidery on the fabric pressed uncomfortably against her skin, so she flipped the cushion over and plopped back down.“Many thanks for your praise,” she said. “Whether you’re genuinely complimenting me or subtly undermining me, at least this sentence was nice to hear.”Calvin tugged at the corner of his mouth in a faint smirk. “Are we changing the medicine now?”“Wait until the waiter brings the food. You can change it while you're at it.”For a split second, Calvin’s fingers tightened, but he said nothing.Breakfast arrived, and the waiter turned out to be a man.Adriana buried her face into the cushion in frustration, enduring the pain as she shifted slightly. “That…”The word expediency popped into her mind.Perhaps Calvin’s willingness to help her with the medicine wasn’t driven by ulterior motives but was simply a practical gesture in the given situation. Maybe she had overreacted before.So instead of a
The phone turned on, and the blue light reflected off Adriana’s small face. Calvin wondered how she had slept last night. At the very least, she looked well-rested.Unlike him.He had tossed and turned until three in the morning, her even, steady breaths beside him only making it harder to sleep.After taking a shower, Calvin brewed coffee, got to work, and quickly immersed himself in his tasks—so much so that he forgot about the person still lying inside.Meanwhile, Adriana was bombarded with messages. She barely had a moment to rest as she explained why she hadn’t returned to the hotel the night before, listened to a rundown of new evidence, and discussed the latest developments with Lewis regarding the stalking situation.During the video conference, Adriana was the only one who didn’t turn on her camera.Marshal asked, “Where are you Lawyer Clarke?”Adriana replied, “I have an old friend in Manchester. I came to visit but will try to return early. Feel free to contact me if there’
It was time to say something—something that could serve as a final declaration before bed.After thinking for a moment, Adriana chose a safe topic. "The person we were tracking seems to be a bit of a mystery. Before I came here today, Lewis said that he saw him leave in a hurry. It looked like he had something urgent to handle. Lewis followed him and saw him enter a private club. Due to identity restrictions, he couldn't get in for now, but I believe there will be other breakthrough points."In the dim light, Calvin's brow furrowed, and it didn’t relax. One form of tension eased, only for another to take its place. In a low voice, he said, "After all this time, we finally have a bit of a breakthrough."From his tone, it wasn’t praise—it sounded more like dissatisfaction, as if the delay was unacceptable and needed to be reflected upon as a failure under his leadership.Adriana hadn’t expected any words of encouragement from him, so she remained calm. "Our current evidence, along with
Just as Adriana angled herself halfway up, a sharp pain nearly shattered her defenses. Her vision blurred, and the psychological urge to cry swelled inside her.“Ma’am, let me apply the medicine. May I ask where it hurts?”Hearing the gentle voice of the hotel attendant, Adriana stopped struggling. “Hip.”So… he really ordered room service?After the medicine was applied, Adriana lay back down, waiting for it to take effect.Twenty minutes passed. Calvin was still nowhere to be seen.Did he get another room to avoid suspicion?That would be good. Staying under separate roofs would prevent unnecessary interactions—no more awkward encounters, no more pointless arguments.But an hour later, Adriana wasn’t feeling so optimistic.An internal emergency had crept up on her. She needed to use the restroom.The medicine’s effect was slow. Instead of soothing the pain, it burned—hot and intense—making her break out in anxious sweat. She couldn’t even get out of bed, let alone walk to the bathro
Adriana pulled the corner of her mouth into a strained smile.“It’s… ah!”He was Calvin. A man who could shake the stock market with a mere stomp of his foot. What was money to him? If he wanted, he could rename this hotel every other day just for fun.Meanwhile, the male doctor was left waiting alone in the living room. Inside the bedroom, Calvin—who had no medical experience whatsoever—stepped closer and asked, “How is she?”The moment he entered, the female doctor’s face flushed slightly.“It’s not a fracture,” she explained. “But your wife didn’t cushion her fall properly, and the impact jarred her bones. There’s some ligament and connective tissue damage. She needs rest and recovery. I’ll prescribe both internal and external medications. After three days, she should be able to walk normally.”Lying on her back, Adriana was relieved she didn’t have to show her face. If she did, the expression of utter despair she wore might make the doctor think she had been misdiagnosed.Calvin n
The blood rushed to his head, and a rumble of plasma seemed to burst in his skull. Fortunately, Calvin had extraordinary self-control. He steadied his tone and said, “Blow-drying your hair—how did you end up in this state?”Adriana’s small face was pale from pain, but as she held her breath to endure it, a flush of red surfaced, creating a contrast that appeared almost like a delicate pink blush.“I fell and hit my tailbone. Now I can’t move, and the floor is so hard—I think I might have cracked a bone.”Calvin’s footsteps faltered. “A bone?”Adriana was in too much pain to manage her expression. Her fingers gripped the ground to brace herself, minimizing any movement in her hips.“I’m not sure. Can you call a doctor for me?”Calvin’s expression darkened, though it was unclear whether it was from anger or something else. Without another word, he bent down, stretching his arms toward her.“If you’re worried about a broken bone, don’t move. Otherwise, it might shift out of alignment.”A
The penthouse suite offered a sweeping view of the city at night. Exotic architecture and a sea of lights stretched endlessly, starkly different from the familiar landscapes of the United States. Every street, every building’s design and orientation, served as a constant reminder—this place was far from home.And Calvin—he was the last person Adriana could afford to offend.Rather than confronting him or escalating tensions, wouldn’t it be wiser to have a calm, rational conversation?Resolving to take the diplomatic route, Adriana took the initiative. “If Mr. Calvin doesn’t have anything urgent to discuss right now, could you give me five minutes? At least let me dry my hair.”She had rushed out after washing it, barely managing to pat it dry. Now, water dripped from the ends, soaking through her clothes and splattering onto the carpet. Knowing Calvin’s obsession with cleanliness, she was sure he’d make an issue of it sooner or later.Calvin opened his mouth, ready with a sharp retort
At this point, Miley wasn’t just confused—she was on the verge of tears. “Lawyer Clarke, you might as well let me headbutt the sculpture of David. Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn’t dare! I just mentioned the passport number, but it’s peak tourist season, and hotels are hard to book. Lawyer Clarke, please, save my poor life, or Mr. Marshall will have my head when I get back.”Adriana remained firm. “Go upstairs and get it. A few minutes won’t make a difference.”Miley clung to her arm, whining playfully. “It’s just a passport number! Foreigners have relaxed check-in requirements here. The president won’t even know—you think hotel check-ins are that strict?”Unable to resist Miley’s persistence, Adriana finally pulled out her passport.Miley, ever the opportunist, not only used Adriana’s passport but also registered her phone number for the reservation.Adriana’s face darkened. “Secretary Miley, you have a lot of nerve!”Miley folded her arms and pleaded pitifully, “I don’
Without waiting for Calvin to speak, Adriana took the lead in clarifying. “You’ve misunderstood. We are just partners. I am his proxy lawyer—nothing more.”Martha gave her another once-over, silently assessing her with high regard but showing a hint of regret on her face. “Oh, I see…”Adriana made up her mind—she had to leave. If she stayed any longer, she wasn’t sure what else the shrewd boss lady might perceive. “Mr. Calvin, Mr. Alex, I still have something to attend to. I won’t intrude on your dinner. I’ll contact you later.”Alex immediately offered, “I’ll give you a ride!”As they left the restaurant one after the other, Martha simply shrugged and began gathering up the baking trays. “Well, I’m heading inside to help.”Calvin parted his lips slightly. “Leave the cake here.”Martha blinked in surprise. “I thought you said it was too sweet and you didn’t want it.”Calvin’s gaze fell on the piece of cake Adriana had taken a bite of. In his mind, he could vividly recall the movement
Adriana sat in her office chair with her eyes closed.She seemed to be having a nightmare. Her snow-white face was creased with frowns, and cold sweat trickled down her temples."No... Don't take my brother away... He's not guilty...""Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, it was my fault... Please forgive me..."Adriana mumbled, her voice barely audible."Mom..."Suddenly, she cried out, jerking awake. Her breathing was uneven as she opened her eyes.'That nightmare again... No matter how much I try to run from my past, it seems the past isn't going to leave me alone!' she thought.Adriana poured herself a glass of water when suddenly, someone knocked at the door.Knock! Knock! Knock!"Come in!" she called out.The door to her office opened, and Mona, Adriana's assistant, walked in holding some files. Mona looked at Adriana's pale face and asked with concern, "Ma'am, are you alright? You look pale!"Adriana took a sip of water to calm herself and replied, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just didn't sleep w...
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