Rose wasn’t sure how to respond. It wasn’t what she had expected him to say. But there was a certain weight to his words, as if he, too, was contemplating something much deeper. “Yes,” she agreed. "It is." She hesitated, then added, "But it feels like you don’t get to enjoy this kind of peace very
Alex raised his head with a scowl on his face but Rose ignored him and started applying the ointment to wherever she felt pain. Thanks to him kneeling in front of her, she can't stand up to check what she was doing in the mirror. ‘Just how uncomfortable.’ she grumbled to herself and gritted her tee
“It’s time for you to leave, Mr. King. Thank you very much for taking me to the hospital and bringing me here, but as you can see, I'm a young and growing child so I need to rest now. And I'm sure you also have things to do as well.” Rose said in the most polite way she could think of and gestured t
“Why did you fight with your sister and even send her out of the house? Do you have any idea what you've done-" “That's enough, William. Our son came back home after a very long time to celebrate my birthday, you should welcome him with warmth and not that annoying look you have. It's not like he
******** Normally, people are supposed to fall asleep immediately when they lay on a soft, feathery bed like this one, however, Rose was different. It's been three hours now and her eyes refused to close no matter how she tried to. This was the same thing that happened to her the first time she vi
“Water. I'm thirsty." She replied. Alex gave a small nod, an acknowledgment that was both curt and yet oddly reassuring. “The kitchen is over there. You should rest soon,” He said, his voice even, with no trace of the previous intensity. Rose blinked, slightly caught off guard by the simple, almo
Unaware of Alex's inner turmoil, Rose answered his other questions truthfully, though she occasionally glanced at him to gauge his reactions. It was as if she were trying to read him, to understand what lay behind his calm and composed exterior. His heart softened a bit as he watched her, realizin
But before she could press him for more, he stood up, the moment passing as quickly as it had come. The warmth in his expression faded, replaced by his usual cool demeanor. "You should go to your room and rest," he said, his tone returning to its normal, measured calm. “Whatever you have to say, s
--- The press conference was held at the luxurious Riverview Grand Hotel, a venue known for hosting high-profile events. The large conference room was packed to capacity with journalists, photographers, and reporters from various media, all eager to catch a glimpse of the trending Gray family. As
……… The next day, Rose dressed carefully for the press conference. She applied a touch of makeup to cover her bruises, though some marks were still visible. She chose a white summer dress, its delicate design giving her an air of fragility. When she descended the stairs, Beatrice was waiting, her
They began the game in silence, the soft clink of chess pieces the only sound. Frank’s moves were calculated, deliberate, but he quickly realized Rose wasn’t an easy opponent. Her strategy was sharp, her responses precise, and it wasn’t long before she had him on the defensive. Frank leaned back in
Rose smiled, caught between the two. “I… I didn’t mean to start a competition!” she said, laughing lightly. Frank chuckled and placed a hand on Anne’s shoulder. “It’s not a competition, dear,” he said softly, his voice carrying a reassuring note. “Let her call us whatever she feels comfortable with
********* The grandeur of the Anderson Ancestral home was as breathtaking as ever, with its ornate architecture and sprawling gardens. Though Rose had visited before, this time felt different. It wasn’t a casual visit—it was her escape, her refuge after the chaos at the Gray mansion. Julian guided
Rose, who heard Beatrice’s voice paused and looked at Beatrice, her expression blank but her posture poised. Beatrice clasped her hands together, her tone pitiful. “Rose, I… I know I’ve made mistakes. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have let things get so out of hand. Please, don’t leave. We’re f
--- The Gray mansion loomed under the overcast sky, its towering structure a stark reminder of the battles fought within its walls. Two days had passed since Rose signed the contract, transferring her shares to William. But her mind was far from defeated. She had called her uncle, Julian Anderson,
‘My wife is right. She's changed. She's plotting something,’ William thought, his suspicions solidifying. "So, she’s put her guard up against me," he muttered in a tone only he can hear, his expression darkening. If that’s the case, I’ll have to get rid of her soon. But the tens of billions he cra
"Father?!" William snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Rose's voice next to him. Rose frowned at the way William jolted at her words. It's obvious he was daydreaming, but the fact that he was wasting her time was even more annoying to her. “Do you have something else to.say?" She asked. Fo