Ethan Hart had only suffered a head injury; he wasn't brain-damaged or amnesiac. He had been awake for quite some time without seeing the one person he wanted to see, and his calls went unanswered. He sensed something was amiss. His first thought was that his parents were preventing Lily from seeing him. Initially, he was in too much pain to get out of bed, worried that Lily might be suffering again, yet he was powerless to do anything. The hospital staff was all arranged by his parents, and asking them was futile. Adding to his frustration, his childhood friends weren't on his side either. He felt utterly alone.
He could only wait, wait to recover swiftly, wait for the right opportunity.
That day, his assistant Graham Foster came to visit on behalf of the company. After the customary inquiries about the company's affairs, Ethan Hart
However, what should have been an idyllic moment of lovers' play in the water nearly turned into a disaster. Just moments ago, when Julian Sterling had begun to undress Lily Parker, she started to scream in terror, her voice so piercing that even Julian was stunned into stillness. He couldn't know that this apartment, this bathroom, was for Lily a horrific nightmare, where an unstoppable surge of pain mercilessly lacerated her, leaving her wounded and scarred. It was her own personal apocalypse.Julian could never understand.Lily's eyes brimmed with tears of despair, fearfully watching him as she curled up like a frightened rabbit, trembling and crying. This made Julian feel uncomfortable; he was already irritated, and her evident fear quashed any desire he had to press her further. With a stern face, he said, "I don't like the smel
Aside from a few elders in his family, Julian Sterling had never been rebuked like this, nor did anyone dare to do so. Today, Lily Parker had done just that.His anger flared instantly, a chaotic mix of bile, heart, rage, and malicious fire all igniting at once. His face tensed, his voice dark and threatening, "Are you throwing my kindness back in my face?" Before Lily could react, she was forcefully pinned to the bed, held so tightly she couldn't move, his rough hand gripping her neck as if he wanted to strangle her, "What don't you want? My house, my car, or me?"Lily gasped desperately for air, her face turning from red to purple as she struggled to breathe. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore and might die, Julian finally let go, his expression cooling down as well. His eyes bore down on her menacingly as he patted
In the night, she kept rolling to the edge of the bed in her sleep, and each time he discovered it, he pulled her back. After a few repeats, he grew impatient and simply wrapped his arms and legs around her. His body was as warm as a furnace, and in her drowsy state, she murmured about the heat and tried to wriggle free. But a threatening exploration of his fingers made her too frightened to resist any further; she knew all too well what he was capable of.When Julian Sterling awoke, Lily Parker was not in the room.He walked around barefoot, not finding her anywhere, and with a stern face, he pulled open the bedroom door, not expecting to be greeted by the aroma of frying eggs. Following the scent, he found Lily busy in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron, flipping eggs in a non-stick pan, with two sandwiches and milk already set
In the sprawling apartment, only the two of them were present, the space echoing with emptiness and silence. Lily lay sprawled in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, doing nothing, not speaking, her eyes forlornly gazing out at the view, silent as if lost in a trance.Julian Sterling had just finished a business call in the study. When he came out and saw her listless form, a pang of discomfort struck his heart. He strode over quickly, lifting her effortlessly around the waist and settling her onto the sofa, "Why are you as light as a feather?" Seeing her reluctance to speak, he kissed her forehead playfully, coaxing her, "What are you thinking about? Don't you love movies? We have lots of new ones at home. Why not watch them?"Lily Parker's gaze fell, and she reluctantly allowed herself to be embraced, so she simply rested her hea
Julian, a man who favored cleanliness, took a shower as soon as they returned. Lily was left alone in the living room, feeling as though she had forgotten something important. Then it struck her—she had not checked in with Nathan Brooks today. She rummaged through her handbag; her phone wasn't there. After searching around, she found it tucked away in a corner, turned off. She didn't think much of it and switched it on to call Nathan, ensuring him she was safe and exchanging a few words before hanging up.But no sooner had she ended the call than her phone screen lit up with an unfamiliar number. It was a new number, provided by Julian, and not many people had it. Who could it be?Hesitant, Lily still answered the call with a soft "Hello?"The moment the caller uttered
To so blatantly despise him without a hint of concealment—was this how she felt about Julian Sterling? In a fit of rage, Julian punched the mirror wall beside him, and in an instant, it cracked like a spider's web. His fist was lacerated by the shattered glass, but he felt no pain, only a fixed gaze on Lily's eyes. Eyes that were naturally joyful, that once sparkled with the brightness of spring, now indifferent, now failing to see him in their reflection. Anger boiled within him, his heart seething with pain, his body trembling with fury, his handsome face flushed with a terrifying ferocity.Lily, with courage from some unknown reserve, laughed instead of crying. "Mr. Sterling, I truly pity you," she emphasized fearlessly. In her eyes, a person completely devoid of understanding love was the most pitiable creature in the world.
Julian rushed back to the company for a signing meeting. After it ended, he didn't stay long; his mind was on Lily Parker alone in the apartment. He went out of his way to buy a variety of delicious foods to bring back to her, only to find Lily still lying in bed. His first reaction was to touch her forehead, and he quickly breathed a sigh of relief—thankfully, she didn't have a fever.He changed his clothes and carried her to the dining room, patting her head soothingly, "You look so listless. Hungry, aren’t you? Come on, eat something first." She silently took a few bites before putting down her chopsticks, which displeased him. "Is that all you're eating? Have a bit more!"She shook her head, "I feel sick, I can't eat anymore.""Where does it hurt?" He reached
The brilliant sunlight streamed into the room, post-passion, where two people lay intimately entwined on the disheveled black bed.Julian Sterling's eyes were tightly closed, his breathing steady as if he were still asleep. His dark eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips made his facial features strikingly handsome. His sleeping expression was as peaceful as a child's. But Lily knew all too well that when awake, this man was an imperious tyrant, a contradiction no one else could match. She slowly closed her eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably.Her silent sobs woke Julian. The intense lovemaking had drained much of his energy. Squinting at the clock, he muttered groggily, "Why are you awake? It's still early!" Only then did he sense something amiss. Looking down, he saw the person in his arms crying softly, her shoulder bearing the mar
However, Lily seemed indifferent to his efforts, which only added to his frustration. One day, as Lily was tearfully watching a movie, Julian, feeling neglected, couldn't stand it anymore. "Why watch these kinds of movies? They're so unproductive, and you'll ruin your eyes crying." He didn't find the movie touching at all; in fact, he disliked any movie that made her cry.Lily gave him a look and said with a nasal voice, "You go watch your financial reports and economic news, and don't bother me!" Julian immediately shut up but still stayed by her side. In the movie, the heroine tells the hero that they should walk a hundred steps away from each other, and if they look back and still see each other, she would listen to him.Lily was feeling emotional when Julian, in a mood-killing moment, said, "Why walk? Just hug her and kiss her un
Julian began to understand after Charlotte's talk. Just when he was at a loss for how to make amends, a timely call from his mother, Mrs. Sterling, came to his rescue. Mrs. Sterling called Lily directly. Lily was somewhat surprised and nervously answered, "Mom." "Lily, have your parents gone back?" "Yes." "Then why haven't you and Julian come back for dinner? Are you two having a quarrel?" Lily stuttered in response, "No, no, we're just busy, sorry, Mom.""I don't think it's just being busy. I asked Julian, and those rumors in the newspaper are all false. Don't worry too much about it," Mrs. Sterling reassured. "Yes, I'm fine, Mom. Don't worry about me," Lily responded. Mrs. Sterling was referring to the previous day's entertainment headlines, which speculated about Julian's new love interest. Lily had to admit, seeing that report did unsettle her for a moment.
Even as a young boy, too proud to ask for help, he would just softly call her "sister," and she would relent. As he grew up and became a man in his own right, he no longer needed her help.Charlotte sat down again, "Now you're worried, but where was this concern earlier? Do you really want to lose your wife before you're happy?" "I won't divorce her. She can't make me," Julian said stubbornly.Charlotte shook her head disapprovingly. With that temper, it's a miracle things haven't fallen apart already. "What you need to do is keep Lily's heart. What's the use of just keeping her physically? Mom just asked about Lily; I guess she doesn't know about your issues, does she?""How could I tell her?" Julian nodded, then curiously asked what else their mother had said.
Marriage is like a besieged city; those outside want to get in, and those inside want to escape. — Qian ZhongshuAfter Sophia Sterling had her fill and fussed around Lily Parker for a while, she gradually fell asleep.Lily rested her hand on the bedside, half-leaning against the bed frame, and gazed thoughtfully at her son, who bore a striking resemblance to Julian Sterling.Her mother's words still echoed in her ears, "It takes a hundred years to share a boat, a thousand to share a pillow. Marriage isn't child's play; it's not something you enter or leave on a whim. These young people are just being reckless." Her mother's eyes were full of disapproval. "Lily, don't you agree?"Recently, TV dramas
As if remembering something, she picked up her suitcase, unzipped it, and pulled out a gray sweater that was still unfinished, with a ball of yarn attached. It was clear from the style that it was a men's sweater.She touched the pattern on it and said, "I secretly learned to knit this from Aria. I wanted to surprise you on your birthday. It's not very well done. I kept dropping stitches at the beginning, and it's badly damaged."She held up the sweater for him to see, a hint of a smile on her lips, though it was a smile filled with bitterness.Julian Sterling cleared his throat and, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, pulled her tightly into his arms, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, Lily, I was wrong... I'm so sorry..."
The air in the room seemed to freeze."What did you just say?" Julian Sterling spoke softly but held Lily Parker's wrist tightly, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "I didn't quite catch that. Say it again."Lily lowered her gaze and took a deep breath. "I said, we should..." She hesitated.The all-too-familiar scent overwhelmed her as he swept her into his arms. He kissed her deeply, shutting down all the words she didn't want to hear, trapping them between their entwined lips and tongues.She widened her eyes and struggled weakly. Her feeble punches landed on him, neither hurting nor bothering him. She eventually collapsed into his embrace, allowing him to do as he pleased.
These past few days, Julian's god mother had been visiting their home. She doted on Julian the most, and since she couldn't attend their wedding, this was her first time meeting Lily, and she naturally scrutinized her daughter-in-law with a discerning eye."Sweetie, your husband isn't complaining of being tired. Why are you?" Julian bit her lip gently and spoke slowly, then lifted her nightgown, sliding off her undergarments and caressing her, before gently entering her.Her sweetness drove him wild. It had been so long since they'd been together, and his passion couldn't be contained. He pushed into her again and again, making her whimper in pain and pleasure. He held her down, much like a butterfly pinned and ravished.He still craved more, lifting her legs onto his should
Lunch was served in the art gallery's attached restaurant, and Amelia Hamilton's parents also joined. It was her first exhibition as the gallery's director, and this meal served as a small celebration, with many friends and acquaintances filling up the table. Lily Parker ate her meal quietly, responding politely to any questions and maintaining her composure. Although Mrs. Sterling felt that Lily's performance could have been better, she found it quite satisfactory. At the very least, there was nothing to criticize.Towards the end of the meal, Julian Sterling called Lily on her phone. The restaurant was noisy, so Lily politely excused herself and went to the foyer to answer the call."Where are you? It sounds lively over there," Julian's voice sounded somewhat lazy, as if he had just woken up.
As the cool spring night settled in, Julian pulled the blanket higher, covering them both. He whispered softly, "Enough 'buts.' I'm here for everything, and you can always trust me. It's getting late, and I have an early morning meeting. Let's get some rest, okay?"Julian Sterling, the unwavering head of the family, held a position that was beyond reproach, even in matters of the heart. In his world, his words were law. Just a few days after their wedding, Julian decided to embark on a business trip to Singapore, which would keep him away for half a month.Lily Parker constantly reassured herself, reminding herself that she had married this man and integrating into his family was her duty. After all, those in high positions were just ordinary people, and with effort and determination, she could surely adapt. However, reality had diff