At least from his perspective, Nash and Miranda appeared innocent. They always maintained a proper distance. Despite the rampant rumors suggesting they were romantically involved, he did not think so. There might be aspects he was not aware of, but it definitely was not love.Nina chuckled, "Quincy, why are you suddenly talking to me about this? Don't you already know? That day you were there too. Nash and I are destined to divorce sooner or later."Explaining to her was pointless now. Nash started the entertainment company for Miranda, surpassing everyone else in this regard. Quincy knew this, but he still felt their marriage was not as superficial as it seemed. "I'll ask a personal question if you don't mind. Do you want to divorce Mr. York?"At this question, Nina hesitated a bit. In the past, she definitely did not want to divorce. She had been dedicated to Nash for so many years, wishing their marriage could be happy. But reality did not allow it. She could not evade reality an
Her decision surprised Quincy a bit. Since she started working at York Corporation, he had watched her grow step by step. After working together for so many years, her sudden departure felt a bit bittersweet. But ultimately, it was Nina's personal choice.Quincy asked, "Are you really sure about this decision?"Nina smiled calmly, her emotions in check. She did not mention any elaborate plans for careful consideration. Sometimes, certain things needed to be let go of. It was a process of detachment and it was her rational choice. After all, one must love themselves first."I've made up my mind," she said.She glanced up at the sky where a few birds were circling, longing for freedom."I can't stay at York Corporation forever. I need to go out and explore more."Quincy respected Nina's decision. "Well, I hope you find happiness in the future."Nina looked at Quincy and smiled. "I will."At that moment, Nash emerged from the hospital room, unaware of their conversation. However,
It was like he was nitpicking at her, but it was not too serious. Maybe she was just overthinking it. She followed and got into the car.As the car started, Nash held a tablet in his hand, and the atmosphere remained silent just like before. Nina also sensed it. Since she returned from her hometown, their relationship had become distant and indifferent. Nash seemed to be deliberately keeping his distance from her. Perhaps it was because of Miranda.Nash looked at the tablet, his face expressionless, his slender fingers scrolling across the screen. Then, in a subdued tone, he said, "It's getting late. I'll take you home." It was already evening when they returned from the hospital. Nina did not want to trouble Nash. By then, if he could not explain himself clearly to Miranda, she would still bear the blame. It was important for her to be cautious and avoid suspicion."No need. My car is still parked at the police station. Just drop me there, and I'll drive home myself," she refused
"Mr. York, did you forget? Today is the day you and Nina are getting divorced. You should go to the district court to handle the formalities," Quincy reminded once again.Upon hearing this, Nash remained silent!His gaze shifted to the calendar. As soon as today arrived, it marked the completion of their three-year term, as well as the day they agreed to divorce. How time flew by so quickly. In the blink of an eye, he had been married to Nina for three years. However, Quincy was the one who understood the situation the best.Nash fidgeted with his tie in irritation, then looked at Quincy with an even colder tone, "Did Nina mention this to you?"Quincy sensed his unfriendly tone, making him uncomfortable, but he could only reply, "...Yes.""Are you close to Nina? That she'd tell you about this first?" Nash asked again.Quincy felt a knot in his throat, "We're just colleagues. We exchange a few words casually during work, nothing more."He could not shake off the feeling that Nash
Nina pursed her lips. "Don't you know I've resigned?""Mr. York hasn't agreed to your resignation yet. There's no one to take over your position. You still need to come to work," Quincy said amiably. "Nina, you can leave the district court and come to the office now."Nina was utterly speechless. The marriage was not dissolved and she still had to work. This was something she had not considered thoroughly. If someone were to take over her job before she resigned from the company, there would not be any complaints. Nina asked again, "If there's someone new to take over my job, can I resign smoothly?""In theory, yes.""Alright, I'll have HR select someone new."With that, Nina hung up the phone. Quincy breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed a daunting task. Nash listened attentively, knowing Nina did not have an obsession with divorce and she would not resign from the company. He could finally relax, waiting for Nina to return.Nina drove away from the district court.
Nina's gaze remained on the documents as she calmly said, "I'm still in my position, and Mr. York also needs a new secretary. Naturally, I'll do my duty and choose a good one for you."Despite her words, Nash felt a slight annoyance. Was she trying to escape from him?"I wonder when Mr. York will have time?" Nina reiterated, "We agreed to get divorced when the three-year term expired. Mr. York would not go back on his word, would he?"Nash pursed his lips, remaining silent. Nina looked up at him again and said, "I hope Mr. York keeps his promise, for both your sake and mine...""Quincy, leave!" Suddenly, Nash's voice was sharp.This command startled Nina. Watching Quincy leave, she felt a sense of suffocation in the now-empty space with only her and Nash. Looking into his eyes, she sensed something was wrong.She could not figure out what she said wrong. Was not divorce better for them? He got the shares, she gained freedom, each getting what they wanted. What made him unhappy?
She smirked slightly, a cold smile playing on her lips, as she looked into Nash's icy gaze. She told herself it did not matter. After all, she had also benefited from this marriage. But deep down, she was deeply hurt, realizing she was just a tool for Nash. Some things could be left unsaid, and she did not need to dwell on them. After all, she had also gained advantages from it. It was not necessary for her to bring the embarrassment to the surface.Nash furrowed his brows, his tone icy. "When did you find out?""Does it matter?" Nina replied coldly. "Just know that I know everything, and I don't want to continue this marriage anymore."Nash's expression turned cold as he tightly grabbed her hand, his voice harsh. "What if I don't want to?""Don't want to? Who are you to decide?" Nina's emotions surged. "These are your rules of the game. I followed them, completed the task, and now you should let me go. Nash, I'm not playing with you anymore, and you shouldn't play with me either
Nash gave her butt a sharp slap with his hand. A searing pain. "It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet!" Nash's voice was cold.After a while, Nina could not bear his torment any longer. She was still too tender, and soft pleas escaped her lips, "Stop... please... please, spare me..."Nash observed Nina, limp and delicate on the table. Her disheveled hair framed her flushed cheeks while small beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. Her blouse hung loosely around her waist, her stockings ripped off, and her skirt pushed up to her thighs. Tears flowed continuously down her cheeks, her nose red from crying and her sobs making her look like a pitiful little thing being bullied.He could not bear it either, gathering her up in his arms and sitting her down. Nina's mind was now clouded. Her cries were too intense, making her throat hoarse and her vision blurry. She was like a broken doll in Nash's arms, devoid of resistance.Then, Nash dressed her, cradling her in his arms. All t
The moment Vera heard her assistant’s words, her expression darkened. Her previously calm tone turned firm. “If that’s the case, I understand. But I still have to go. This is my responsibility, and no one else can handle it.” If she didn’t take the lead, the other party would only grow bolder. However, the moment she glanced at the name on the negotiation list, she couldn’t help but frown. Because the person she was supposed to meet wasn’t just anyone. It was Helena Xander. Vera had encountered her before—back when her relationship with Caleb hadn’t yet escalated. Even then, Helena had openly mocked her, saying that since Caleb had been Luna’s devoted lapdog for years, he should know his place and never overstep. She had also thrown a few sharp words at Vera, telling her to recognize her own status—as if warning her that getting involved would only bring trouble. Back then, Vera hadn’t taken it seriously. She never thought she would cross paths with the
“Alright, enough of this. If you’re serious about investigating, you’ll need proper psychological evaluations,” Caleb said nonchalantly.“The best way to assess something like this is through clinical observation—watch for behavioral inconsistencies, memory gaps, or personality shifts. If you can, gather video footage of his daily life. That’s the only way to get a clearer picture. Otherwise, it’s just speculation.”Caleb made the remark casually, then swiftly issued a dismissal.“You came all the way here just to mess with me? What about your own situation? How’s that going?” Caleb’s sarcasm was dry and pointed. Hunter let out a long sigh. “What else could it be? Business as usual. Compared to others, I’m probably the only one with enough patience for this mess.” He was, of course, referring to his ongoing battle with Liam. Caleb gave him a small nod. “Alright, you should get going now. I need to rest. Don’t loiter around here.” Without hesitation, he waved his hand
Vera forced an awkward smile at Hunter before quickly retreating back into the bathroom to change. Hunter, watching her leave, couldn't help but smirk. “You’re really living the good life, huh?” he teased. “Didn’t expect you to have such luck.” Caleb rolled his eyes, clearly uninterested. “Enough with the nonsense. Why are you here? And who exactly were you talking about over the phone?” He didn’t want to entertain pointless banter, especially not about women. If he was being honest, even he couldn’t fully explain his feelings toward Luna. He wasn’t sure what was left between them—was it love, or just the remnants of something that had long turned sour? That pitiful look in her eyes earlier had shaken him. For a fleeting moment, he had wanted to pull her into his arms, to comfort her like he used to. But after so many years of being humiliated and pushed aside, he had forgotten how to even speak to her anymore. So instead, he did what was easiest—he change
Hunter spoke casually, his tone light. “Just someone, that’s all. Do you really need all these details?” Caleb was now certain of his suspicion. “Hunter, did you forget what I do for a living? I’m a doctor. If you’re asking me about this, I need to get a clear picture before I can give you an answer.” Hunter exhaled lightly. “That’s fair, but some things can’t be diagnosed right away.” Based on the information Yelena provided earlier, Hunter was only speculating about Liam. But Caleb was an expert in this area, so he specifically called to ask him.Still, explaining everything over the phone wasn’t going to work. “Forget it,” Hunter said. “This isn’t something I can explain over a call. Where are you? I’ll come over.” Caleb hesitated for a moment before glancing at Vera, who was still beside him. In the end, he gave Hunter the address to his villa. Hunter chuckled. “Haha. I’m surprised. You actually do go home to rest.” Caleb ignored the jab and tossed his p
“Call me Liam.” Before Yelena could finish speaking, Liam cut her off with a sharp, angry voice. She quickly nodded and corrected herself. “Liam, don’t worry. I’ll do exactly as you say. I’ll be good. I won’t make you angry again.” But Liam didn’t care. With a violent shove, he threw her to the ground. Yelena barely had time to brace herself before hitting the cold floor hard, pain radiating through her limbs. Liam, however, just looked down at her with a twisted grin, laughing like she was nothing more than a ridiculous joke. “You’d better learn fast,” he sneered. “And leave your hand broken for a few days—feel the pain properly.” “Alright.” Her voice was quiet, submissive. But Liam wasn’t listening. Without another glance, he turned and walked away. As she watched his retreating figure, Yelena felt a deep sense of dread rise in her throat. Liam wasn’t human. He was something far worse. Her future with him would be nothing short of hell.
Yelena had made her stance clear—her loyalty was with Hunter. But instead of being convinced, Hunter let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “You sure your loyalty is to me? Or is it just to money?” His words hit like a slap. Yelena stiffened, feeling the sting of humiliation. It was true. When she had been desperate, with nowhere left to turn, she had thrown herself at Hunter, begging him for help. If she had any other choice, if she hadn’t been pushed into a corner, she would have never given up her pride like that. Lowering her gaze, she spoke with measured calmness. “Mr. Hall, you gave me two hundred thousand dollars. You helped me when no one else did. That makes you my benefactor. And loyalty to one’s benefactor… that’s only right.” She didn’t dare meet his eyes, but her voice was firm. Hunter studied her for a moment before scoffing. “Enough with the useless talk.” His voice was cold and dismissive. “Just go back to Liam’s side and do what you’re suppose
Yelena needed to tell Hunter about this. But before she could finish, Hunter’s cold voice cut through her thoughts. She lowered her head. “This is just how I normally dress. I didn’t deliberately choose my outfit to seduce you, Mr. Hunter. Besides, your brother isn’t even interested in me.” She hesitated before adding, “That two hundred thousand…” Hunter narrowed his eyes. “What are you trying to say?” Seeing his growing impatience, Yelena clenched her fists, still looking down. “I mean exactly what I said. Any normal man wouldn’t turn down a woman who willingly throws herself at him. That night, Liam clearly said he would take me somewhere else… but when we got there, he never touched me. Ever since then, he treats me like I don’t even exist—like I’m nothing but air.” Hunter’s expression darkened instantly. “Are you implying something?” The implication in Yelena’s words was clear. She had just suggested that any normal man wouldn’t refuse a willing woman.
Vera, as a bystander, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for Luna. But if she felt that way, how much worse must it be for Caleb—the man who had loved Luna for years? His pain was unimaginable. Yet, despite the hurt clawing at his chest, Caleb remained cold and unmoved. He didn’t let go. He didn’t waver at Luna’s tearful pleas. Instead, his voice was indifferent as he spoke. “Luna, women always say that late affection is the cheapest thing of all. But the same goes for men—I don’t love you the way I used to. You should go back to Simon.” And as if to drive the knife even deeper, he added, “I’m sure Simon still loves you very much.” If Luna had truly wanted Simon’s love, she would have accepted it long ago. She would have stayed by his side instead of chasing after Caleb now. In the end, men and women were the same. When they loved you, they would cherish you like a treasure. When they stopped, you became nothing more than an afterthought.
Caleb had no desire to argue with Luna any further. Instead, he turned to Vera. With just one look, she understood and stepped closer to him. Caleb wrapped an arm around her waist. “Luna,” he said calmly, “being with Vera isn’t as exhausting as being with you. Love should go both ways. I hope you can understand that.” “No!” Luna’s voice cracked. “She’s only with you because you helped her solve her problems. If you weren’t Caleb Smith, if you didn’t have the power to fix things for her, she’d be nothing!” Her dark eyes burned with resentment as she glared at Vera. Vera knew she had become Luna’s enemy—but what could she do? Caleb had already made his stance clear. Was she supposed to deny it? Pretend he didn’t just declare his feelings in front of Luna? With a steady voice, Vera replied, “Yes, I do go along with Caleb. He treats me well, and we’ve chosen to be together. We’re both single adults. What exactly is the problem?” She met Luna’s icy gaze head