Four days ago. Zander's POV With the Alpha's announcement and the shift in public sentiment online, the malicious reporting against Jessica's designs finally came to an end. I knew in my heart that Alvin valued her highly, and she shouldn't face any more significant troubles. Yet, not being able to see her, I was still deeply worried. I had to admit it to myself-I missed her so much. Unable to focus on work all day, I drove back to our villa. As I walked through the door, I realized every corner was filled with our memories. Those beautiful moments spent with her kept surfacing in my mind, causing my heart to ache even more. I paced back and forth in the room and eventually picked up my phone to call Dwayne. "Hey, Dwayne," I said. My tone was a bit impatient. "Mr. Harrison, what can I do for you?" Dwayne's voice came through the phone. "Get me a new phone and a new number," I said. "No problem. I'm on it right away," Dwayne responded. As my assistant, he kn
Zander's POV Seeing Tawny at Warren's house at that time was, to be honest, quite unexpected. However, the incident from the dinner party was still fresh in my mind, and the subsequent gossip and ridicule I faced had been quite unpleasant. Thus, it was difficult for me to have a good attitude towards Tawny. Tawny looked at me with anticipation, her eyes as if waiting for my response. I took my coffee cup and drained it in one go, showing no intention of talking to her. Her gaze gradually shifted from expectation to grievance, with a hint of loss flickering in her slightly lowered eyes. At that moment, Winnie came out of the kitchen carrying a tray of vibrantly colored macarons. Her eyes swept between Tawny and me, instantly sensing the awkward atmosphere. "These are macarons I just baked. Try some," she said, placing the tray on the table. Then, with a smile, she explained to me, "Tawny's parents have gone on a trip, and I thought the poor girl would be lonely at
Jessica's POV When I discovered that my new neighbor was Zander, I was momentarily stunned, unable to react at first. How could he just show up here? How did he become my neighbor? Zander saw me, and his eyes flickered with a hint of surprise, but he quickly tried to hide it, returning to his usual indifferent expression. However, I still caught the undeniable joy deep in his eyes. "Good afternoon, Jessica," he said blandly, trying his best to make his voice sound unaffected. I frowned, directly accusing him, "You've been investigating me, stalking me?" Zander looked at my expression with only surprise, but not unexpectedness. So, I couldn't believe this was merely a coincidence. If he really had been secretly monitoring me, that would be unacceptable. Zander shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness crossing his face, "Our home is too quiet now, I can't sleep." His voice was deep, tinged with a bit of fatigue. I let out a cold laugh, sarcastically reto
Jessica's POVI moved the mouse and immediately clicked on the email.The first thing that caught my eye was a photo - a candid shot of Alvin and me dining at the restaurant yesterday.But the angle was extremely cunning. It made it seem as if we were sitting very close, acting intimately as if we were whispering some secret words to each other.I couldn't think of who
Jessica's POVI realized I was hoping that the person who came was Zander.I tried to shake this absurd thought out of my mind and said to Alvin, "Don't be ridiculous. Who would I be hoping for? Just a slip of the tongue, that's all."Alvin looked at me, smiled, and didn't continue the topic.
Jessica's POVAs I turned to close the door, I saw that Zander hadn't left but was watching me quietly.His eyes filled with complex emotions - concern and a trace of something I couldn't decipher.For some reason, at that moment, I felt my inner vulnerability was magnified.It was as if I was no longer the resolute manager in the workplace, but a little girl yearning f
Zander's POVI wasn't really planning on leaving. I just wanted to tease her a bit.But Jessica, being sick, didn't have the energy to see through it.Seeing her now, weak and reliant on me, a corner of my heart surged with warmth.For nearly a year, I had been cold towards her.
Jessica's POVThe lights suddenly went out. But I knew I was not alone.I tripped over something under my feet and exclaimed in surprise, almost falling. Zander caught me.His hand was on my boob. Damn it. I was not wearing a bra.I quickly stood up.Suddenly, I could smell him-his famili
Jessica's POV"Do you think I can't afford clothes like her?" Sybil glanced at me, her expression daring the clerk to challenge her.The clerk, seeing Sybil seemed ready to ignite, didn't dare to ask further questions and went to the fitting room to tidy up the clothes and brought them out, held a pile of clothes that reached half her height.Sybil's face froze at the sight of the towering stack of clothes in the clerk's arms.At that moment, Genevieve, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, mimicked Sybil and Tawny's tone, "Oh dear, can't you afford these clothes?"I couldn't hold back any longer and let out a chuckle.Sybil's face turned gloomy, saying, "It's just a few pieces of clothing, who can't afford them?"Holding her credit card between two fingers, Sybil handed it to the clerk, saying, "Check them out for me."The clerk hurriedly began to tally up the cost of dozens of items. After the clerk finished ringing up the clothes, she smiled at Sybil and said, "Miss Wickers, the to
Jessica's POVExiting the heavy doors of the courthouse, sunlight bathed me, yet I felt no warmth.Zander stood there quietly, his figure slightly forlorn. His lips trembled, on the verge of speaking, a look that left a bitter taste in my heart.I stopped and asked softly, "Anything you want to say?" Zander just stood in silence, as if time had frozen. After a long while, he shook his head gently.I let out a faint, bitter smile, "You're still like this, always keeping things to yourself. But from now on, I might not have the chance to hear what you want to say."Zander opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, no words came out.I didn't linger and turned to leave. I got into a taxi and messaged my best friend, Genevieve. "Dear Miss Woods, I've divorced. Could you accompany me to clear my head?"The message was barely sent when her reply popped up on my screen, "What? You divorced? What did that jerk Zander do?! I mean, of course, where should we meet?"I was amused by
Jessica's POVI immediately pressed the answer button on my phone."Jessica, we've been monitoring Mr. Wyatt's indicators, and they've just shown abnormal fluctuations, triggering the alarm. We'll arrange for a comprehensive physical examination. Just in case, you should come back to the hospital," the attending physician's voice echoed over the phone.Hearing this, my heart instantly clenched."What do you mean? He was fine when I left. Is it a sudden deterioration?""We're not sure of the cause of these fluctuations, so we need to conduct tests. It's just that if other treatments are needed, family members can make decisions directly," the attending physician replied."Okay, I'm coming right back!" I hung up the phone hastily and turned to rush to the hospital.However, Zander grabbed my arm at that moment.His grip was like a vise, preventing me from moving."Where are you going? Didn't you say you wanted a divorce?" Zander said in a deep voice.I twisted my wrist, but I couldn't b
Jessica's POVI sat quietly outside Johnny's hospital door throughout the night, watching as the sky gradually lightened.As I began to feel the weariness, a voice suddenly spoke from behind."Ms. Riddle? Is that you?" I was startled and turned to find Ned.He must have been coming for his shift. I straightened my clothes and stood up, "Yes, let's go in together." "Ms. Riddle, have you been sitting outside for long? You could have asked Emmett and the others. They're on duty and could have let you in," Ned said.I shook my head slowly, not wanting to disturb others' rest, and I needed this solitude to sort out my chaotic thoughts.Ned didn't press further. He silently followed by my side, but I could see the confusion and a hint of concern in his eyes.As a subordinate trained in the family, this was a rule set when Justin was still the mafia boss. They were not to question the arrangements and commands of their superiors. Although the Riddle Group has successfully transitioned into a
Zander's POVSunlight streamed through the window, gradually pulling me from a chaotic slumber.My consciousness slowly gathered in my mind, and sensing the bothersome light, I opened my eyes to find that it was already daytime. The lingering dizziness and headache made me instantly realize that I must have been drugged yesterday.I sat up abruptly and looked around. The room was empty, with no sign of anyone else. Only my suit and shirt were neatly folded on the bedside table.At that moment, a slight noise came from outside the bedroom, as if someone was walking cautiously.I frowned, and a name flashed through my mind, Tawny.The image of her handing me that glass of water last night replayed in my mind like a movie. I pursed my lips, got out of bed, and quickly put on the shirt placed on the bedside table. Usually, when I'm extremely angry, I become unusually calm.I strode to the door, flung it open, and saw Tawny coming towards me with a tray in her hands. The tray was filled wi
Jessica's POVAnger, grievance, and disappointment, a tapestry of emotions intertwined. I felt I couldn't bear any more, so I turned and left the villa. It was unknown how much time had passed before I regained my senses. The cold night wind played with my long hair, and the dull ache in my head made me realize I had been walking alone for quite some time.I couldn't believe that Zander, that jerk, believed Tawny wasn't capable of harm. He wouldn't even deign to listen to what I had to say. Tawny's hypocritical face lingered in my mind. At the business dinner, when she falsely accused me of splashing wine on her, I thought she was just a woman who loved to stir up trouble. But now, I realized she was far more sinister than I imagined.Just like a moment ago, I knew her admission was meant to provoke me, yet under those circumstances, my emotions were still affected by her. I couldn't help but sigh, turned around, and walked back, as my car was still parked near the villa. Cars rushed
Zander's POVI fantasized alone in the dark during countless silent nights.When I finally lay bare the truth about Johnny to Jessica, about how he killed my father, I imagined her reactions.I envisioned her being devastated, possibly accusing me of false accusations with anger, but I never anticipated the reality to be such a heart-wrenching situation—she simply refused to believe the evidence before her eyes.She persistently tried to exonerate Johnny, going to great lengths to clear his name, which filled me with frustration and helplessness.This was the situation I least wanted to face.Our relationship had become charged because of this.I was determined to have a thorough conversation with Jessica, to lay out all the facts so she could no longer argue.However, Tawny's sudden appearance disrupted my freshly made decision like an unexpected storm.At that moment, the telephone rang abruptly, breaking the tense atmosphere.I glanced at the caller ID. It was Dwayne.I took a deep
Jessica's POVI never expected Tawny to show up here at this time. Although I had moved out of the villa, it still held years of shared memories with Zander. Moreover, Zander and I are still legally married. What did she think of me, showing up so boldly with a key?My gaze bore into Zander, my anger burning fiercely. I demanded harshly, "Why does she have a key to this place? You owe me an explanation!"Zander just pressed his lips tightly, silent. His face was clouded, seemingly still angry about our previous argument, unwilling to explain further."Tell me!" I pressed loudly.Tawny stepped forward at that moment, a sly glint in her eyes. Yet, she forced a smile on her face and feigned innocence, "Jessica, don't misunderstand. I just came to..."I didn't want to hear her nonsense and interrupted her, raising my voice, "Fine, then tell me, where did you get the key to my house?"Tawny's gaze flickered, stealing glances at Zander but remaining silent. I was disgusted by her pretentiou
Jessica's POVI glanced at the pillow in her arms, not daring to agitate her, and nodded, "Who's trying to take your child?"At that moment, the sound of high heels echoed in the hallway. Upon hearing this, Vilda shrank behind the curtain, trembling in fear, "She's here! She's come to take my child!"Before I could say anything more, a woman dressed as a doctor strode in imposing air. She looked at me rudely and said, "Vilda's condition is unstable, and she doesn't meet the criteria for visitors. Please leave."I glanced at the name badge on her chest, which seemed to read "Attending Physician." I asked, "You're the doctor?"She nodded and said, "I'm Vilda's attending physician, Dr. Tamara Dickinson."I put down the fruit basket and explained, "I'm her friend, and I'll leave after seeing her.""There's no need. Strangers will only exacerbate her condition. You should go," she replied.I frowned and said, "I'm her friend, not exactly a stranger. Do you refuse visits from her family for