"Nash has plenty of designer clothes," Nina said expressionlessly. "As long as it's me who buys them, he'll wear them. I'm just wondering who you are picking clothes for."Miranda walked over, and their eyes met, both refusing to back down, sparks almost flying between them. Miranda smirked, "I got a limited-edition designer outfit for my boyfriend. There are only ten in the world. Would you like to see it?" Her tone was tinged with a hint of boastfulness. She could afford to order luxurious, high-end clothes, while Nina's choices in the store were commonplace. They were not on the same level when it came to selecting clothes for their men.The sales assistant brought out the box containing the limited-edition coat, exuding the scent of money from inside out. Nina at her with a hint of sarcasm, "You need someone else's money even to buy a dress. Are you sure this time it's not the case?"Miranda raised an eyebrow, "My boyfriend is willing to spend money on me. Are you envious?"
She didn't believe that Nash would have given Nina a bank card with twenty million dollars in it. She had inquired, and their relationship wasn't good; Nash rarely took care of her. She had been his secretary for seven years and couldn't even get him to look at her properly. If Nash cared about her, he wouldn't hide their marriage; instead, he would openly announce their relationship. The only possibility was that Nina was financially supported by her sugar daddies behind Nash's back.She would rather believe this than believe Nash would give her money to spend."What's wrong with my nephew giving his wife some money? Does it need to be suspected by others? Do you feel a bit sour about not getting what you want?" Suddenly, another voice came from their conversation.Following the voice, Nina saw Zoe York, gracefully swaying her slender waist. She was wearing a black dress, outlining her graceful figure. With her hair pinned up into a bun, she appeared to be almost fifty years old,
Miranda stood there, forcing a smile as she turned back, "Zoe, do you have any other business?"Zoe looked at her, "Are you here to buy clothes too? This coat isn't for yourself, is it?"Miranda's face stiffened, "It's for someone else."Zoe saw through it but didn't expose it. With her arms crossed, she spoke coldly, "Miranda, you're a public figure after all. You should know what's right and what's wrong. Just because I don't say anything doesn't mean I agree. I'm just turning a blind eye out of respect for your family’s reputation. Don't wait until everything falls apart to regret it. I'm not like Sally, allowing you to do as you please!"Miranda's expression turned ugly, feeling humiliated. Her steps faltered, and her assistant helped her leave."Nina, it's rare to meet. Let's go for a drink," Zoe said with a smile."Sure, Zoe, there's a café nearby. Let's go there," Nina replied.The two headed to the café.Though Zoe didn't often involve herself in family matters, she sti
He just didn’t love her, plain and simple. In Zoe's view, she and Nash made a good couple, but it was crucial to also consider whether being with her could truly bring happiness to Nash.However, it took a different turn with Zoe, who smiled and said, "I only said a few words, and you're already defending your husband. Nina, I know you love Nash deeply, and it's all his luck. He could search for a million years and still wouldn't find a wife like you. Maybe he went through too much hardship in his childhood, so now that he's grown up, he deserves a little happiness."Nina was puzzled. "Did he not have a good childhood?"Growing up in such a privileged family, he should have been happier than ordinary people.Zoe's expression changed for a few seconds, but then she laughed casually and said, "Let's not dwell on those matters. Nash probably wouldn't want to either. I just hope you two will give me grandchildren soon."She also wanted to retire in the future and stay at home to tak
Hearing this, Nash was shocked and turned pale, furrowing his brows tightly. He said, "Where are you? I'll be right there!""What's happening, Nash?" Miranda asked, seeing his urgency."Nina is in trouble!" Nash didn't even glance at her, he just ran out.Seeing how hurried he was, Miranda sensed his deep concern for Nina, but she had no idea what was going on. Nina had been perfectly fine during the day. How could something happen so suddenly? She looked at the gift box left behind, untouched, feeling a pang of disappointment.The assistant beside her said, "Just a few hours ago, Nina was fine. What could have happened? Could it be that she found out Mr. York was here and intentionally caused trouble to ruin the relationship between you two?"Miranda's face went slightly pale, but she composed herself and said, "That's unlikely. Nina isn't that petty. Maybe something really did happen. I'm thinking if I should go help.""Miranda, you're too kind. I think Nina is quite cunning,"
Zoe stood firmly at the doorway, her gaze locked onto Nash. Seeing Zoe there, Nash halted his steps, his eyes narrowing slightly as he called out, "Aunt Zoe.""So you still recognize me as your aunt," Zoe couldn't tolerate his words, and she scolded him, "You've left Nina alone, are you going to find that mistress, Miranda?"Nash furrowed his brows slightly in response, retorting, "Don't believe everything you hear and don't say such things in the future."Nina could only smile wryly upon hearing this. Regardless of the circumstances, the one he always defended was Miranda. However, Zoe didn't believe it: "You think I don't know you? Besides that woman, who else would make you abandon Nina and rush off? Isn't it her? What's wrong with her? Did the sky fall or is she dying? Can't survive without you? Today, you're not allowed to leave. Stay here and take care of Nina."Zoe's attitude was adamant. Yet Nash still respected this aunt, patiently responding, "I still have work.""Even
She had an allergic reaction to alcohol, feeling itchy all over. It was Nash's constant care that prevented her from scratching her skin. Indeed, even if there wasn't any love between her and Nash, and even if she wasn't happy in the York family, she could still feel his compassion at times.She withdrew her hand, her voice slightly strained, but she still indulged him, saying, "It will get better gradually. Antihistamines may not completely work too, so don't worry too much. Aren't you still busy? I'll open the door for you. Don't take Zoe's words to heart. Even if you leave, I won't say anything in front of her."She went to open the door but found it locked from the inside and couldn't be opened."Let's sleep here tonight. The door will naturally be opened in the morning, and then we'll go home." Nash knew that Zoe would resort to this, so he didn't expect to go out again tonight. Nina had to give up. "Okay."Nash took off his suit, leaving only his shirt on, and looked at her
As time passed, he became more mature and composed.Nash noticed her gaze and smirked, "What are you thinking while staring at me like that?"Supporting her chin, Nina, caught off guard, shifted her gaze nervously, "Nothing.""You were clearly stealing glances at me just now," Nash countered.Nina countered back, "If you didn't look at me, how would you know I was stealing glances at you?""Well, I did indeed steal glances at you," Nash admitted frankly. He couldn't help but notice her every move unintentionally.This left Nina unsure of how to respond, feeling her heart pounding rapidly.Nash sliced the steak and handed it to her, "It's cut. Go ahead, eat."Nina cherished his thoughtful care, feeling warmth in her chest instantly. As long as Nash took a step toward her, she felt the world was a much better place.She picked up her fork and knife, saying, "Do you know what I was thinking when I was looking at you just now?"Taking a sip of wine, Nash asked, "What were you thi
Hunter took a bite of the biscuits and ravioli she had made. The taste was surprisingly good. It wasn’t on the level of a Michelin-starred chef, but it had something even more special—the taste of home. And of course, there was the oatmeal. He took one spoonful after another, finishing the entire bowl. *Meanwhile, Vera still hadn’t found her brother. Disappointment weighed heavily on her as she prepared to leave. But just then, her phone buzzed. An anonymous message. She tapped it open and stared at the image attached. It was a watch. Alone, a watch meant nothing. But this watch was her brother’s. Vera immediately zoomed in on the photo, carefully inspecting the engravings inside. There they were—his initials. No mistake. This was his watch. Below the image, a location pin was attached. The place was nearby. Vera’s eyes filled with determination. If she had found nothing, she would have simply left. But now, she had recei
When Yelena woke up again, she was shocked to find that she wasn’t at the club. She sat up abruptly, looking around in confusion. Then, she got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and pushed the door open. “Where am I?” “At my place,” Hunter replied casually. He was working in the living room when he saw her wake up. “You slept for a long time. I couldn’t just leave you alone at the club, so I brought you back here.” Seeing the uncertainty on her face, he added, “It’s already late. Just stay here for the night. I’ll take you back tomorrow.” Yelena nodded. There was no other choice now. “There’s food in the fridge. If you’re hungry, heat something up. There are also snacks in the drawer—take whatever you want.” “Alright.” She really was hungry. She opened the drawer, grabbed a few small bread rolls, ate them quickly, and then went back to her room to rest. *The next morning, Yelena woke up early. Thinking about everything Hunter had done—treatin
Yelena quickly lowered her arm, letting her sleeve fall over the mark to cover it. “It’s nothing. Here’s your cocktail. Please enjoy.” “Yelena.” Hunter grabbed her wrist without warning. He pulled up her sleeve, revealing the deep, ugly scars on her arm. His brows knitted together instantly. “Who did this to you?” The force behind it was brutal—downright inhuman. Yelena remained silent. Who else could have done this besides Liam? But she had agreed to this. She had willingly accepted Hunter’s request and entered Liam’s world. She had no right to complain. Her silence gave Hunter all the confirmation he needed. “Liam did this to you, didn’t he?” Yelena nodded. “It’s nothing. The wounds have already started healing. They look worse than they feel. Give it some time, and they’ll fade.” “Wait here.” Hunter stood abruptly and walked away. Yelena had no idea what he was doing, but since he told her to wait, she didn’t argue. A few minu
Then again, it made sense. How could a normal person possibly empathize with a lunatic? If Yelena could understand Liam, that would make her just as twisted. *For the next few days, Yelena stayed home to recover. During that time, Liam came back a few times, bringing her flowers and food. Like a child showing off a treasure, he placed the food in front of her. “Yelena, these are your favorite honey crullers. I got them fresh from the bakery. Try them and see if you like them.” “I’m not really hungry.” She didn’t want to eat anything he gave her. She couldn’t even stand looking at him. But she had made a promise. So, she had to force herself to stay. Liam’s expression darkened. “Are you really not hungry, or do you just not want to eat what I give you?” For someone like him, once he had lost his temper once, the second time would only come faster and smoother. With a heavy thud, he slammed the honey crullers onto the table. “Yes, I hit y
If Liam had been a normal person, Hunter never would have sent her here in the first place. But of course, Yelena could only think that. She wasn’t suicidal enough to say it out loud. Instead, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. “I was really just messaging an old classmate. If you don’t believe me, go ahead—check my phone.” She wasn’t worried. Whenever she contacted Hunter, she deleted each message immediately. She had even forged an entire fake conversation just in case Liam ever got suspicious. So, no matter how thoroughly he checked, there would be nothing for him to find. Liam narrowed his eyes. “Is that so? Then why do I still feel like you’re lying? Women like you—nothing but liars, every last one of you.” Then, he struck her again. Yelena screamed. The pain was relentless, merciless. She had no idea how long it lasted—only that by the time he finally stopped, she was barely breathing. Her body slumped against the floor
Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind Yelena. She spun around, her heart hammering in her chest. Liam was walking toward her, a faint smile on his lips—but the coldness in his eyes told a different story. Memories of his past cruelty flashed through her mind, sending a shudder down her spine. She forced herself to stay calm. “Who are you messaging?” He was getting closer. So close that when he finally stopped, they were nearly pressed against each other. Then, without warning, his fingers clamped around her chin, gripping tighter and tighter. Pain shot through her jaw, and Yelena winced. “No one. Just an old classmate. I ran into her a few days ago while I was out.” “Oh? Is that so?” Liam’s voice softened, almost gentle. To anyone watching, he might have seemed like a kind, easygoing man. But Yelena knew better. He would never let her off that easily. And sure enough— In the next second, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her hea
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.“Haven’t I been just fine lately?“Or do you think my hand isn’t injured enough? If that’s the case, go ahead—do it yourself. “You already know I wouldn’t fight back no matter what.” Without warning, Yelena stretched out her injured hand, an act that instantly enraged Liam. “What the hell is wrong with you?” He snapped. “I was just making a casual remark. Is that really what you think of me? I already told you—I’m not going to lay a hand on you.“It wasn’t intentional before, and you know it. We both do. Stop acting like you’re above all this when we both know who sent you here.” Yelena felt a pang of sadness. They had spent so much time together, yet this was how he treated her—always choosing to hurt her. “I know—I wasn’t someone you chose, and none of this was intentional. But after all this time we've spent together...“I thought maybe I was a little different to you. But I guess I was wrong. Nothing has changed at all.
“Why do you even care about what happens to other people? Haven’t I made myself clear enough already?“Whose card is this—yours or mine?” His assistant immediately apologized upon hearing Caleb’s tone. “I hope you won’t hold this against me. I really wasn’t thinking clearly at the time—I should have considered this more carefully.” Caleb didn’t bother responding. After hanging up, he focused entirely on investigating Vera’s brother. *Meanwhile, Vera was deeply worried. If things had been somewhat under control before, now they were completely off track. The situation on both sides was far more complicated than she had anticipated. “Don’t worry. That’s exactly how it is. If you don’t want to go in person, I can go for you—but it won’t be cheap,” the private investigator said.Since Caleb had warned her about the private investigator, Vera started testing him, probing for inconsistencies. And sure enough, his story had too many holes. “Why are you so sure my b
As Caleb spoke, he looked at Vera with a hint of helplessness. After all, her hand had been injured because of Luna. “Don’t feel guilty about this. Honestly, it’s nothing to me.“And I’m not the type to carry burdens over things like this.“Besides, it’s been so long. If this had happened back then, I might have cared. But now? I just don’t think it matters anymore.” Vera’s voice was steady and sincere. But Caleb’s expression darkened. “Why would you say that? Why do you think it doesn’t matter? Do you really see me as just the same as everyone else?” For some reason, at this moment, Caleb took it personally. Vera couldn’t help but laugh. “Of course not. You’re different from the rest—so obviously, I wouldn’t see it the same way.“You’ve helped me so much. The least I can do is acknowledge that, instead of stubbornly nitpicking about what’s right or wrong, don’t you think?“Besides, whatever happened between you and Luna, that’s none of my business. It’s in