"Men always have a rebellious streak. They tend to look down on the choices made by others. But now, he has a different perspective. Nash is really attentive to Nina!" Hunter thought to himself."It couldn't be the second option," Nash's tone was icy. "She has someone else in her heart, and she's even pregnant!" With that, Hunter was also taken aback. Pregnant? That couldn't be right. "Are you sure?" Hunter asked again. "If I'm not certain, would I tell you?" Nash said in a low voice. Hunter paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure the child isn't yours?" He hadn't heard of Nina being close to any other man. "Nina and I have never been intimate!" Nash asserted. "I've got to hand it to you. I'm impressed," Hunter concluded. "With such a stunning young wife by your side, and still, you can endure it? If you’re not the one being cheated on, then who else could it be?"Nash's expression darkened. "Get lost!" Hunter hung up the phone directly as it was better not to prov
When Nina woke up, there was no one else in the room. Just her, with moist eyes. She remembered the argument she had with Nash last night and reached out to the side, finding no one had slept there. It seemed like Nash had left yesterday. Nina got up and hurried to the wardrobe to check, finding his clothes still there, indicating he intended to continue their entanglement. The joy she had just gathered dissipated. She took a shower and got ready for work. Arriving at the television station, she heard Michelle speaking loudly, "Don't block my way, is your work more important than mine?" Today, she was like she had swallowed dynamite."Michelle, what's wrong with you today? Even if you're in a bad mood, you shouldn't take it out on others." Her colleague must have felt unhappy being scolded like this. Michelle had always been like this. When she was in a bad mood, she found fault with everyone. She looked at her colleague and said, "I'm not unhappy. It's just that you're blocki
Michelle looked at Nina, still feeling irritated, but she needed Nina's help for this exclusive interview with Nash. Besides, only by securing Nash's interview could she regain the face she had lost before. After Kate left, Michelle approached Nina's workstation again, this time with a much softer tone, "Nina, about what we discussed yesterday, what are your thoughts?" "I think I already told you yesterday," Nina replied without looking at her. Michelle felt like swearing, but she held back. If someone didn't give her face here, she wouldn't show kindness either. Nina was different. After she completed this project, Michelle vowed to teach her a lesson. Michelle continued, "How about this, we go together. If we secure the interview with Nash, we'll both share the credit. You don't want to keep writing for a public account, do you? Everyone wants to climb up. I'm giving you this opportunity. Just follow me and I guarantee within a year, you'll be in my position!" Nina just smi
"Michelle, who does this Nina think she is? Daring to defy you like this, she's really overestimating herself," Michelle's follower whispered in her ear. "Not giving you face, isn't it making everyone in the office laugh at you? You have to show her who's boss!" Michelle's lackey fanned the flames. "I won't let her off easy!" Michelle marked this down, her eyes turning fierce. "I'll make her obediently help out, and she'll have to come begging to me!" This time, Nina took the company car out. Angel, on the other hand, seemed pleased, saying, "Nina, how could you stand up to Michelle like that? Besides the chief editor, everyone here treats her with special care." Nina drove the car out, saying, "I didn't stand up to her, I just spoke the truth. I don't want to offend anyone." "But you've already offended her," Angel said. "She'll definitely target you in the future." She knew Michelle's personality. While not everyone would try to curry favor with her, they also wouldn't re
The director nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "They said you took someone else's cake, so they wanted to take yours. They also mentioned that you're not welcome here anymore. If you do come, it could spell trouble for us. Miss Walker, I don't want to push you away, but I can't risk the safety of the children.""This is outrageous!" Angel exclaimed. "No matter what, they shouldn't lay a hand on the children. It's inhumane!""I'm sorry, Director. I didn't mean to cause trouble for you," Nina said, shocked by the audacity of those who would target an orphanage."It's not your fault. I should thank you. If it weren't for you, the children wouldn't have had meat so soon," the director expressed her gratitude. "But it seems like you've offended someone. They've blocked your opportunities. I know you work for the television station. They want to make sure you can't stay there.""It must be Michelle!" Angel interjected. "You refused to help her, so she's using these tactics to threate
After speaking, Michelle glanced at Nina with a critical eye, from head to toe. She finally chuckled, "You're Nash's wife? Nina, even if you really can't handle it, you shouldn't have said such nonsense. Do you think I'll believe you?" Her eyes were full of disdain, showing complete disbelief in Nina's words. "If you are, then you would have handled the orphanage matter first thing, why would you need to come to me? You only came to beg me because you've hit a dead end. If you want my help, you need to say something convincing, not just spout nonsense. But I don't believe a word of it!"Nina thought to herself that since she and Nash's divorce was not finalized yet, she technically still was his wife. It would not hurt to tell Michelle. It was the easiest solution for her but Michelle did not believe her."If I help you, will you stop meddling in the orphanage affairs?" Nina pondered for a long time, reducing the potential loss to a minimum. The best-case scenario was helping Miche
"But you're still the one who will suffer the most from this," Angel could not help but feel indignant. "But there's nothing we can do. It's just that Michelle has connections. But with her capabilities, why doesn't she find someone else to connect her with Nash? Why make it so difficult for you?""She just wants to show me who is the boss, to let me know that in this department, no one can resist her!" Nina replied.Angel continued curiously, "Nina, earlier you said you're Nash's wife. Is that true?"Nina paused, setting aside her phone before responding, "Yes, but not for long."Let's go, we should head back," she said, rising with her bag in hand.Still bewildered, Angel tried to make sense of it all. She thought to herself, "It's like she said yes, but then she didn't. I don't quite understand the reason behind it."Nina did not elaborate further, and Angel decided not to press. They returned to the office.Michelle and her lackeys were already celebrating in advance."Mich
"I’m available at noon." Nina texted Nash and sent him an address directly.She also sent a message to Michelle, "Noon, twelve o'clock."Michelle received Nina's reply, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. She had already devised a plan to deal with this.---Meanwhile, Nash was in a good mood. Nina had taken the initiative to invite him out.It seemed like Nina had never earnestly invited him out before. Was she suddenly enlightened? Did she not want a divorce and plan to return?He thought that under only one circumstance would Nina's initiative be a good start: if she had realized her mistake and wanted to reconcile.She had grown accustomed to the life of a wealthy wife. How could she possibly adapt to living in such a small apartment?Nash pondered whether he should give her a hard time when they met, to let her know that divorcing was easy, but remarrying would be difficult. Then she would understand that no other man would treat her as well as he did, and she would
But instead of feeling touched, Vera’s first reaction was nausea. A wave of discomfort surged up from her stomach, and Vera’s face paled. She bolted for the bathroom. Caleb followed quickly. “Are you feeling sick?” “I don’t think so. I’ve been eating normally—nothing too heavy or weird lately.” 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. “When did you buy that?” He responded matter-of-factly, “Better safe than sorry.” 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 composed—at le
Of course, Vera wasn’t about to dump all her responsibilities on her assistant. That would be exploitation. She called her assistant into her office. “You’re twenty-five this year, right?” Her assistant blinked, confused. Wasn’t 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. “Miss Vera, I’m still young. I’m not thinking about marriage anytime soon.” Vera tapped her pen against the desk. “I’m not telling you to get married.” “Oh.” “I just want to offload some of the smaller daily tasks to you. You don’t have to run every minor document by me.”Her 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. “If I don’t have time to handle everything, you guys will take care of it. If something’s 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 hadn’t experienced it firsthand didn’t mean she hadn’t seen it happen to others. Without hesitation, she abandoned the half-folded pastry in her hands. “I... uh, need to use the restroom.” Before she could escape, Mrs. Smith caught her wrist. “You and Caleb aren’t getting any younger,” she said matter-of-factly. “You should start thinking about kids—make sure you’re putting in the effort, hmm?” 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. “That’s your house. This is the home I’m giving you as a weddi
That undeniable possessiveness flickered in Caleb’s gaze—subtle 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. “Mr. Smith, lift your eyes toward the camera.” Caleb’s 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. “How long until we get the final prints?” she asked. “Two to three days at most,” the photographer replied. “I’ll have them shipped directly to you.” Then, after a slight pause, he hesitated before making a request. “I actually have a personal favor to ask—would you both be open to letting us displa
Vera was tempted. They had already taken plenty of wedding photos—several sets at the island, more at the wedding itself. But this wasn’t 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 wasn’t sure what kind of shoot she wanted. The photographer, understanding her hesitation, pulled out a sample album. “You can take a look at our past work. These are some of the styles we’ve done.” Flipping through the pages, Vera saw an array of stunning concepts—each 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. “Ca
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 wasn’t disappointed would be a lie. Her assistant picked up on it. “Mrs. Smith, don’t you want to go on a honeymoon?” she asked one day. “One of my friends just got married, and she’s been obsessively researching destinations. “She even said a marriage without a honeymoon is already half a failure.” Vera froze mid-page, suddenly losing interest in the documents she had been reviewing. Her assistant hesitated, then offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you go visit Dr. Smith at work?“You seem… distracted. Maybe seeing him will help.” 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 often—especially after coming hom
Whenever they did this in the past, Caleb always maintained some restraint. But tonight—he didn’t 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 night’s intoxicating pleasure. As expected, she ended up taking the day off. It wasn’t 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. “Congratulations, Mrs. Smith!” “Newlywed bliss, huh?” “Three whole days off? Someone had a good time.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out what she had been up to. Obviously, her married life was going exceptionally well—so well that she had completely abandoned work for it. Under the weight of their mischievous stares, Vera barely k
Yelena still hadn’t accepted Hunter, but he wasn’t giving up either and was relentlessly closing in on her. Knowing Yelena’s soft heart, Vera figured it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She let out a sigh. Her friend’s love life wasn’t something she could interfere with. Besides, Caleb had already given her a little inside scoop. “She came to the hospital for a follow-up a few days ago,” he had mentioned casually. “Hunter was the one who brought her.” 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 hotel—if not better. Even the wine cellar remained untouched, stocked with years-
“Did you plan this from the start?” Vera narrowed her eyes, feeling like she had just walked into a carefully laid trap. “Mm.” Caleb smiled, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Because yes—he had always been planning this. The biggest change in Vera’s life after the island proposal was the ring now sitting on her finger. It wasn’t 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 Caleb’s parents heard that their son had finally proposed, they wasted no time pushing them to get the marriage license. *One day, Vera overheard Caleb’s mother lecturing him. “Your dad and I weren’t expecting much from you. With how much ti