Yvonne did not want to receive the flowers Joe had sent her.However, when the delivery person arrived, she hurried out to sign for them before Nina could notice. She had not changed her mind. She just did not want Nina to find out.After ripping up the card and tossing the flowers into the trash bin outside, Yvonne walked back inside the house. As soon as she entered, she was greeted by Nina's knowing smile. Yvonne forced an awkward grin, then quickly turned to head upstairs."You know, whatever you're doing, I support you. We're best friends, and you donât need to worry about me finding out," Nina said, cutting straight to the heart of it. She had already sensed that Yvonne was hiding something.Yvonne felt a pang of guilt. She licked her lips and replied, "I know you're always looking out for me. I just donât want you to worry. Iâve got this under control, trust me. Just give me some time."Nina raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Is the person sending flowers really that important? E
Yvonne instinctively turned to flee, but Joe was quicker, catching up and grabbing her arm. "Iâll take you home," he said."No need, Ninaâs on her way," Yvonne replied, using her friend as a shield. Nina was the only person she could rely on in moments like this."I swear, I wonât do anything. Just let me drive you back," Joe promised, showing her the IV needle still in his wrist. "Even if I wanted to, I donât have the strength. Iâve been on IV drips for days, and standing here is making me dizzy."Before she could respond, a gust of wind blew rain against them. Joe did not wait for an answer. He scooped Yvonne up and shoved her into the car.Yvonne gave up struggling, her gaze empty as she stared out the window. Inside the car, Joe gently held her face, his voice soft, "Donât look at me like that. Donât treat me this way. You have no idea how much Iâve missed you these past few days... but, never mind. You wouldnât understand. Just know, Iâve never lied to you. Please, believe
The nurse looked troubled. "Mr. Turner specifically instructed us to deliver all of this to you. He even threatened to file a complaint if you refused, which would affect our department's performance reviews. Miss Yvonne, please don't make things difficult for us. Besides, this nutritious breakfast will help you recover. Why not just accept it?"Could money really bend the rules like this?Yvonne felt furious but did not want to make things harder for the nurse, so she reluctantly allowed the food to stay.After breakfast, Yvonne texted Nina to let her know she was in the hospital, subtly hinting that she wanted to leave. What Yvonne did not know was that Nina was already at the doctor's office, along with Nash and Joe. All three looked grim, their expressions heavy with concern.Especially Nina, whose shoulders shook as she tried to hold back tears. Nash wrapped his arm around her, trying to offer comfort, though he was at a loss for words.Finally, Joe broke the tense silence, h
Nina had guessed right. After leaving the doctor's office, Winona made sure someone leaked the news to Yvonne. By that afternoon, Yvonne had learned about her condition from a patient in the room next door.Kidney failure.Her whole world collapsed in an instant. It felt like a form of release, but deep down, she still had a lingering sense of unwillingness.When she came back, she locked herself in the bathroom. Nina received a call from the doctor and rushed to the hospital immediately. Before she could even ask, the doctor explained what had happened. There was no way the patient in the next room could have known about Yvonneâs condition without someone stirring the pot.Nina instantly thought of Winona. Already harboring ill feelings toward her, Ninaâs anger surged. She stormed into Joeâ hospital room and grabbed Winona by the collar, demanding, "Why did you do this? Yvonne has never wronged you. Why would you hurt her like this?"Winona signaled her people to pull Nina away
"Of course," Winona replied smoothly. "Think about it, they like Yvonne. Knowing sheâs struggling, theyâll definitely agree. Besides, we wonât be taking advantage of them for free, right?"Her words ignited a spark of hope in Joe. After finding an excuse to send Winona away, he made his way to Yvonneâs hospital room.The moment Yvonne saw him, she stiffened in alarm. "What are you doing here? I donât want to see you. Leave now, or Iâll jump out the window."Joe paused, not daring to move further. He stood at the doorway, his gaze steady. "Iâve found a potential kidney donor for you. Also, I recovered your missing paintings. Just say the word, and Iâll arrange for them to be hung in the exhibit.""Thereâs no need. I wonât be using them, and I donât need you to worry about my affairs," Yvonne replied coldly, her tone even more distant than before.Joeâs last shred of hope crumbled into disappointment. After a long silence, he quietly took out a piece of paper and wrote down the cont
As soon as he walked in, Nigel spoke up, "The note is real. Weâre going there now."Yvonne looked at him like he was talking nonsense. How could a kidney transplant be that simple? She had already started accepting the reality of her illness and didnât want to make any more effort to change it.Ignoring her, Nigel picked her up and carried her out."What are you doing? Put me down!" she protested, embarrassed as nurses and patients stared at them. Her face turned red, wishing she could disappear.Nigel didnât seem to care about the attention and continued carrying her, placing her in the car. Furious, Yvonne demanded, "Do you think this will make me feel grateful or something?"Nigel started the engine. "Youâve got it wrong. I just want you to live. Thereâs finally hope now, and I donât want to miss it." He sped up the car, running several red lights as they raced toward the address in the southern part of the city.When they arrived at the location written on the note, they we
Once they were seated, Shelly brought out tea and placed it in front of Yvonne and Nigel. While they were served in nicer cups, Shelly and David used chipped porcelain cups for themselves.Nigel silently observed the scene, watching as the couple continued their act. David began reminiscing about the past, but seeing Yvonneâs confused expression only made Nigel more certain that these two were fakes. They clearly were not the ones selling a kidney, but their true motives remained unclear. "Miss Yvonne, I understand if you donât remember, but thatâs okay. As long as we keep it in our hearts. Go ahead and drink, cold tea is no good," David urged, his eyes misty, performing his role flawlessly.Unaware of the deception, Yvonne raised the cup to drink, but Nigel stopped her, whispering not to drink the tea.David smiled slightly, trying to reassure her. "Itâs just a small sip, it wonât hurt you. Besides, would I really harm my own benefactor?"Yvonne, trusting him, took a sip. Sati
Nigel lunged forward and shoved Yvonne out of the way just as the beam crashed down. A sharp scream of pain echoed through the room. It had landed directly on his legs."Nigel!" Yvonne cried out, terrified. She tried to crawl over to him, but before she could reach him, a piece of wood knocked her unconscious.When Yvonne came to, she was back in her hospital bed. A bandage was wrapped around her head and the dull ache reminded her of the injury. The first thing that came to mind was Nigel. She immediately tried to get out of bed to find him.Just as she swung her legs off the bed, Nina walked in. Seeing her trying to get up, she rushed over, gently pushing Yvonne back onto the bed. "What are you doing? You need to rest.""I need to find Nigel. How is he? Please tell me he's still alive," Yvonne begged, clutching Nina's hands. Tears were streaming down her face, soaking the sheets beneath her.Nina wiped her tears and soothed her, "He's alive. But seriously, what were you both thi
But instead of feeling touched, Veraâs first reaction was nausea. A wave of discomfort surged up from her stomach, and Veraâs face paled. She bolted for the bathroom. Caleb followed quickly. âAre you feeling sick?â âI donât think so. Iâve been eating normallyânothing too heavy or weird lately.â Vera clutched her stomach, just as confused as he was. Then, a possibility flashed through her mind. Caleb clearly had the same thought. Without a word, he turned and walked into their bedroom, returning moments later with a pregnancy test. Vera looked at him, stunned. âWhen did you buy that?â He responded matter-of-factly, âBetter safe than sorry.â Vera was momentarily speechless. Five minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. It was positive. They had only been married for three months. How did this happen so fast?Caleb, on the other hand, remained composedâat le
Of course, Vera wasnât about to dump all her responsibilities on her assistant. That would be exploitation. She called her assistant into her office. âYouâre twenty-five this year, right?â Her assistant blinked, confused. Wasnât her age common knowledge? Why was Vera suddenly bringing it up? A thought struck her. Was this an arranged marriage situation? Her face immediately filled with silent refusal. âMiss Vera, Iâm still young. Iâm not thinking about marriage anytime soon.â Vera tapped her pen against the desk. âIâm not telling you to get married.â âOh.â âI just want to offload some of the smaller daily tasks to you. You donât have to run every minor document by me.âHer assistant instantly understood. A raise. After confirming she was on board, Vera gave her a salary bump and had her hire a few more assistants to distribute the workload. âIf I donât have time to handle everything, you guys will take care of it. If somethingâs too complicated, jus
Vera could sense danger the moment the conversation turned in this direction. Her father had never questioned her about married life, and she was lucky enough to avoid nosy relatives. But just because she hadnât experienced it firsthand didnât mean she hadnât seen it happen to others. Without hesitation, she abandoned the half-folded pastry in her hands. âI... uh, need to use the restroom.â Before she could escape, Mrs. Smith caught her wrist. âYou and Caleb arenât getting any younger,â she said matter-of-factly. âYou should start thinking about kidsâmake sure youâre putting in the effort, hmm?â Vera left the kitchen visibly drained. Mrs. Smith was a wonderful mother-in-law, the kind who treated Vera like her own daughter. Despite knowing Vera came from a well-off family, she had still gifted them a house as a wedding present. Of course, Caleb already owned a place, but his mother had insisted. âThatâs your house. This is the home Iâm giving you as a weddi
That undeniable possessiveness flickered in Calebâs gazeâsubtle yet impossible to ignore. It was the kind of look a powerful man might give his beloved in an old Hollywood film. And right now, the photographer felt like the unlucky bystander who had accidentally stumbled upon an intimate scene. His voice wavered slightly, caught up in his own imagination. âMr. Smith, lift your eyes toward the camera.â Calebâs sharp gaze flickered over, intense and commanding. The photographer instinctively pressed the shutter. They continued with several more poses, reviewing the shots as they went. Vera loved them all, but her favorite was still the vintage-inspired one. âHow long until we get the final prints?â she asked. âTwo to three days at most,â the photographer replied. âIâll have them shipped directly to you.â Then, after a slight pause, he hesitated before making a request. âI actually have a personal favor to askâwould you both be open to letting us displa
Vera was tempted. They had already taken plenty of wedding photosâseveral sets at the island, more at the wedding itself. But this wasnât just any photo studio. It was privately booked and known for being one of the most prestigious studios in the city. Appointments here were nearly impossible to get. The fact that Caleb had managed to secure a session meant he had gone to great lengths to make it happen. If they were just going to take ordinary wedding pictures, it would be a waste of an opportunity. Still, she wasnât sure what kind of shoot she wanted. The photographer, understanding her hesitation, pulled out a sample album. âYou can take a look at our past work. These are some of the styles weâve done.â Flipping through the pages, Vera saw an array of stunning conceptsâeach picture more breathtaking than the last. Then, one particular set caught her eye. A Golden Age Hollywood theme.It was classic, nostalgic, and beautifully atmospheric. âCa
After the wedding, Vera considered taking some time off for a honeymoon. But the thought quickly faded when she realized Caleb had been practically living at the hospital. With a sigh, she dismissed the idea. She was used to it, but to say she wasnât disappointed would be a lie. Her assistant picked up on it. âMrs. Smith, donât you want to go on a honeymoon?â she asked one day. âOne of my friends just got married, and sheâs been obsessively researching destinations. âShe even said a marriage without a honeymoon is already half a failure.â Vera froze mid-page, suddenly losing interest in the documents she had been reviewing. Her assistant hesitated, then offered a suggestion. âWhy donât you go visit Dr. Smith at work?âYou seemâĶ distracted. Maybe seeing him will help.â Vera snapped out of her daze, suddenly aware of how preoccupied she had been lately. It was embarrassing to admit, but she had been zoning out far too oftenâespecially after coming hom
Whenever they did this in the past, Caleb always maintained some restraint. But tonightâhe didnât hold back at all. He took her from the bedroom to the bathroom, then back to the bed, his searing kisses trailing every inch of her skin. The next morning, even as she woke up, Vera could still feel the lingering traces of last nightâs intoxicating pleasure. As expected, she ended up taking the day off. It wasnât until two days later that she finally returned to work. *Everyone at the company had already prepared for this. The moment Vera walked into the office, she was greeted with knowing smiles and teasing remarks. âCongratulations, Mrs. Smith!â âNewlywed bliss, huh?â âThree whole days off? Someone had a good time.â It didnât take a genius to figure out what she had been up to. Obviously, her married life was going exceptionally wellâso well that she had completely abandoned work for it. Under the weight of their mischievous stares, Vera barely k
Yelena still hadnât accepted Hunter, but he wasnât giving up either and was relentlessly closing in on her. Knowing Yelenaâs soft heart, Vera figured it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She let out a sigh. Her friendâs love life wasnât something she could interfere with. Besides, Caleb had already given her a little inside scoop. âShe came to the hospital for a follow-up a few days ago,â he had mentioned casually. âHunter was the one who brought her.â Vera had clicked her tongue at the news. Yelena always seemed quiet and reserved, but apparently, she was full of surprises.*Time flew by in the blink of an eye.By mid-month, Caleb had rented out an entire vineyard and spent several days transforming it into the perfect wedding venue.When the day arrived, the celebration took place right there.The vineyard was sprawling and elegant, every bit as grand as any luxury hotelâif not better. Even the wine cellar remained untouched, stocked with years-
âDid you plan this from the start?â Vera narrowed her eyes, feeling like she had just walked into a carefully laid trap. âMm.â Caleb smiled, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Because yesâhe had always been planning this. The biggest change in Veraâs life after the island proposal was the ring now sitting on her finger. It wasnât just any ring. It was custom-made, something Caleb had specially ordered. She only found out by accident when she glanced at his phone one day and saw the purchase record. It had been ordered two months ago. Vera did the math and was stunned. He had been preparing for this long before she even started getting impatient. Her heart swelled with emotion. And as soon as Calebâs parents heard that their son had finally proposed, they wasted no time pushing them to get the marriage license. *One day, Vera overheard Calebâs mother lecturing him. âYour dad and I werenât expecting much from you. With how much ti