Lena lost her mind for a moment and actually had a one-night stand with her boss, Ethan Walker, after too much drinking! She was so terrified, afraid of being discovered by him, that she would lose her good job. So she ran away. But the very next day, Ethan found her and showed her a necklace. "Whose necklace is this?" Ethan asked her. Seeing that familiar necklace, Lena shook her head. "No. I have no idea about that necklace's owner." "Ok, then you must find the owner. Let's see who is too audacious to take my V-card." Lena tried every means to cover up, but Ethan unexpectedly issued an agreement, "Let's get married!" "Wait! Boss, did you lose your mind?" "Be my wife, or you're fired."
View MoreSeeing that Lena was determined to go out but unwilling to call Ethan, Jenny felt really uneasy. After some thought, she said, "Then shall I come with?" Not to mention that Lena was of a certain status, even without it, Jenny would still feel worrisome seeing her go alone. Seeing Jenny's persistence, Lena nodded. "Alright, you can come with me." As for her teacher, she figured there was nothing to hide. Her relationship with Ethan was purely professional, which was why things got complicated when their marriage was revealed. She didn't have to provide further explanation to Ethan even if Jenny met Master Adams. Lena and Jenny left together, but Jenny still managed to make a quick call to Marcus while she was getting changed. Ethan was in a meeting when she called. After receiving the call, Marcus knocked on the door and entered. Although Clara was with him in the meeting, Marcus didn't leave the task of notifying her; instead, he went directly to Ethan. He whispered a few words
In Mia's world, marriage was a matter dictated by parents and arranged by matchmakers, and she still maintained that even if she regretted having followed her mother's advice. Within her heart, traditional values still persisted. Now Lena was not only married but mentioned a pretend marriage, completely overturning Mia's ingrained beliefs. When she was asked by Mia if she had been tricked, Lena felt a headache coming on. "No, and don't overthink this." "Where are you now? I'll come find you!" Whatever Lena said seemed to go completely unnoticed by Mia, who was wracked with worry. "I'm fine, really, don't worry." "How could I not worry? When Granny passed away, she asked me to look after you..." Mia's voice was breaking. At the mention of Granny, Lena felt as if she had been pierced in the heart, a throbbing pain spreading from within. Mia began to sob before Lena could say anything: "You didn't even tell me something as important as your marriage. How am I supposed to face Gran
Lena felt powerless in the face of it all. One should never lie, and she learned the lesson the hard way. One's memory would get all jumbled up when real events collided with untrue lies. Facing Ethan's sharp eyes and seeing his demand for an answer, Lena felt like crying. She took a deep breath and steeled herself. "Three times!"Marcus was a highly intuitive person. He would ask the same question if he had suspicions. Cleaning up three times within two hours... Lena imagined it was enough of an answer. Or so she thought.But Ethan's gaze on her became even more dangerous.Lena felt a lump in her heart, question after question flashing past her mind: Had she made a mistake? Had he cross-examined Marcus before he came home? The top of her head tingled as she cursed herself for not admitting it earlier, and now she found herself at a dead end. She couldn't handle facing Ethan. Just as she was about to grit her teeth and take the guilty plea, Ethan let go of her chin.His cold voice ech
A sense of pride swelled within Lena Hayes' heart whenever she talked about her house. The long period that she'd gone through by scrimping and saving had not been in vain. She nodded. "Yeah, I just bought it last year, and I got the keys only last month." Now she was eagerly waiting to save enough money for renovation. Ethan Walker gazed at her naive face. When she talked about her house, a certain glow shone in her eyes. It was evident how much she cherished her house. No wonder she, who was usually docile to a fault, had dared to openly rebut Ella David. Ethan tapped his slender fingers rhythmically on the table, sending Lena's heart pounding. His tone always carried a profound and mystic depth with it. He had always been unreadable, but more so now with the video weighing on her chest. Would he interrogate her now or leave it for later? She wished he could make it quick and get the matter done and over with. Lena was distraught. On observing her apprehensive demeanor,
Hanging up the phone, Ethan Walker looked at the surveillance footage on his computer, not caring whatsoever about Lena Hayes' dispute with Ella David. Since he did not believe any of it at all. On his computer screen was the footage. It was currently very quiet, a chilling kind of silence. Ever since Lena took him home, there had been no one coming out from or going into the room. The longer the footage played, the darker Ethan's eyes grew. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. The call was quickly picked up from the other end with a respectful, "Sir!" "Release the news of the wedding..." Ethan's eyes sparkled with a forbidding coldness. It was about time that he put paid to some people's dreams, he thought. At the Eclipse Court, Lena felt an intense chill envelop her body, compelling her—for reasons unknown to her—to wrap her blanket tighter around herself. The cleaning lady, Ann, had just finished sweeping the entire house from top to bottom. Now, she was in the kitchen p
Whether Ethan Walker now had any suspicions toward Lena Hayes remained unknown. But after conferring with Aria Reed once again, Lena made a decision. She decided not to admit to anything that had transpired in South City that night! In other words, Ethan might have his doubts, but without any concrete evidence, no matter how he interrogated Lena, she would never break. Lena had finally managed to establish herself in the Lenkas City market. She could not let Ethan banish her under any circumstances. Aria left. Lena, as if waiting for a death sentence, was awaiting Ethan's return. But by noon, Ethan hadn’t returned; instead, someone from the Hales residence had come. It was Ethan's stepmother, Ella David. With manicured, blood-red nails combined with slender and white fingers, every move she made exuded flamboyant elegance. She pulled out a check from her bag, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it toward Lena. With cold, siren eyes glaring at her, she started. “Miss Haye
In the Eclipse Court, Lena Hayes and Aria Reed, looking at the clothes that Ethan Walker had sent over, exchanged puzzled glances. Suffice it to say, his intention was lost on them. They were in a fake marriage. But his current actions… The head staff stepped forward and cleared up any confusion: "Mrs. Walker, these are what Mr. Walker ordered us to deliver to you. They are all in your size, so there's no need for you to trouble yourself trying them on." Both corners of Lena and Aria's mouths twitched. Especially Aria, who subconsciously glanced at Lena's injured foot. So, this was why Ethan had specifically instructed them not to make her try them on. How considerate could their stone-cold Mr. Walker be!? Lena's mind went blank. Seeing that Lena wasn't responding, the worker called out again: "Mrs. Walker?" "Yeah? Sorry, what did you say?" Lena snapped back to reality. But her mind was still clearly lagging. The staff had already taken out a pen and notebook, and respe
In the end, Ethan made a simple English breakfast. Lena had some difficulty adapting to the taste, but she still forced herself to eat some. She was still wearing the shirt that Ethan had given her the previous night, as the clothes from the night before had not been washed due to the previous mishap. So no matter how she looked at it, she was going to take the day off. Ethan looked at her struggling and said, "Don't enter the kitchen in the future. You can't make anything good anyway." That was an understatement. The food she made was practically a tragedy. She'd managed to burn both the egg and bread in her first attempt, and in the second attempt, she'd simply boiled plain noodles. On the third attempt, she had scalded herself. There wasn't a single time she had done the job well. Lena thought it was today's episode that had made Ethan unhappy. She whined, "I didn't do it on purpose." "That's not the point. It's because your cooking is bad and a waste of ingredients!" Lena c
Upon waking, Ethan Walker felt a heavy weariness enveloping his body. Noticing something odd, he pulled back the covers, and what he saw made him grimace. Damn it. Why would he have had a wet dream? Perhaps it was related to the woman from the hotel that night, he thought. There was no turning back after experiencing certain... experiences. Thinking back to that night in South City, Ethan wished he could find that woman and make sure she knew of his pain. Meanwhile, Lena Hayes, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, shivered inexplicably, followed by a hearty sneeze. It was then that her phone vibrated on the counter. Seeing that it was Mia calling, Lena answered it. "Hey, Mia." "Did you only give Leon two hundred bucks last night?" "Oh, relax, he won't die anytime soon!" Lena retorted. Leon shouldn’t have let his inflated machismo get the better of him. Now, he deserved a taste of his own medicine. Although she had helped him out of a pressing predicament, the thrill of a
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