Jessica's POV "Mr. Harrison wants to see you in his office at 10:30 this morning." I heard Serena's voice over the phone. Her arrogant tone made me cringe. I tried to be calm and asked, "Isn't he meeting with a client this morning?" "I'm just informing you. Come if you like." Serena finished impatiently and then hung up without waiting for me to answer. Serena was Zander's secretary. She's a beauty, so she treated me, the CEO's wife, casually all the time. Since Zander and I had problems with our marriage, Serena's attitude toward me had worsened. I glanced down at my cell phone. It was 9:30 a.m. I walked directly over to my closet and pulled out a white Chanel dress. It was a dress from several years ago. The style of this dress was outdated, but it was the first gift I got from Zander. I looked in the mirror and put on my lipstick, then slipped on my high heels. I twirled around and made sure I was okay in the mirror. Then, I grabbed my bag and hurried out of th
Jessica's POV "I'm divorcing you!" I said again seriously as I looked up at Zander. Zander stopped and turned his head to look at me in surprise. After a few moments of silence, he said, "What is this new tactic to get my attention? Jessica, you're a grown-up, don't waste your breath. I'm tired from work and I don't have time to play with you." He was about to go back to his room when he finished speaking. Looking at the familiar back, I don't know where a surge of courage came from. I stood up and walked quickly to Zander, raising my arm to stop him. I said firmly, "Get a divorce, Zander." "Stop being irrational!" He grabbed my wrist and threw it aside. I stumbled and almost fell. When I turned my head, I saw Zander looking at me with disgust in his eyes. He said in a mocking tone, "Divorce me? The mansion you live in now, the jewels you own, and all the lavish life you enjoy are all from me. Are you sure you want to divorce me? And then go back to your useless fathe
Jessica's POV Zander pinned me down and tore frantically at my clothes. I struggled desperately. But my strength was no match for Zander's. Besides, he was agitated at that moment. Looking into his cold and fierce eyes, my struggling movements stopped. A moment later, a sharp pain came from my lower abdomen. He entered me without any foreplay. "Boring," Zander said as he got up from bed. I lay motionless, staring at the ceiling in disbelief. Zander stared at me for a moment, then turned and left. Then I heard the sound of a shower. I could feel my love for Zander leaving my body with every breath I took. I just lay there, my mental and physical exhaustion putting me to sleep. The next day. I opened my eyes and noticed that I was covered with a blanket. I was the only one in the bedroom. I sat up and forced my aching body to take a shower. Warm water flowed over my body, warming it. But my heart was cold. I pulled out my makeup and gave myself a delicate lo
Zander's POV Jessica was still sleeping when I left. Her pale face made me want to smooth her furrowed brow. But I held my hand back. Looking at her reminded me of her father, Johnny. He was my lifelong enemy. I tried to distance myself from Jessica. I didn't want to transfer my hatred to her. I was surprised that she wanted to divorce me. Looking into her strange eyes, my anger took over my brain. I lost control. I called the driver to pick me up. I sat in the car with my eyes closed the whole time. My mind was filled with images of Jessica leaving with her suitcase. I can not calm down at all. She loved me so much. How could she leave me? She must be trying to get my attention deliberately since I've been pretty indifferent to her lately. I walked into the office. "Good morning, Mr. Harrison." Serena greeted me as she walked into my office in her tight skirt. I was about to open my mouth when I thought about what Jessica said yesterday. I couldn't he
Zander's POV I was irritated and restless as never before, and I paced the living room anxiously. I could not sit still in my chair. All the reasons seemed to have left me. I was less and less able to control myself. I wanted to destroy, I wanted to lash out. Jessica never disobeyed me. Even when I alienated her, she just looked at me sadly. How could she leave me without my permission? I dialed my assistant's number. "Mr. Harrison, how can I help you?" Dwayne answered the phone immediately. "Investigate Jessica's whereabouts today. No, this month, now!" I yelled. I continued, "Come to my house." I hung up and took a deep breath. There must be someone who incited Jessica. Who could this person be? Johnny's name came to my mind. I gritted my teeth. It had to be him! Jessica didn't know that her father had done those unforgivable things. And Johnny tried to manipulate me with Jessica? Anger and hate filled my brain. I hadn't hurt her because I loved he
Jessica's POV "Damn it!" I gasped, dropping my phone on the table. "What happened, Ms. Riddle?" Lucas asked. "That asshole Zander threatened me with Johnny," I said angrily. "He's gonna use Johnny's company against you?" Lucas asked, "I don't think that's a big problem for us." "That company is all he has. I don't want him bothered." I sighed, "I didn't think Zander would be so mean." "So what's your plan now?" "I'm going to the Harrison Group," I said, grabbing my bag and cell phone. I drove alone to the Harrison Group. When I entered the building, the scene of yesterday came over me again. A feeling of nausea welled up. I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Mrs. Harrison, good evening." The security guard greeted me with a smile. I smiled and ran to the elevator. The elevator stopped at the top floor. I walked quickly towards Zander's office. I wanted to talk to Zander thoroughly. Just as I was about to arrive at the door, a familiar voice sounded behi
Jessica's POV "Let's stop arguing, Jessica. Go home and put our house back together again, okay? I'll pretend I never saw this divorce agreement," Zander said, looking at me with the same tenderness as before. There was a slight smile on his lips. I had once found his smile deadly sexy, but now I found it bitterly ironic. "Zander, you're pathetic," I said, looking at him sympathetically. His smile disappeared and he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "Even if you're my wife, you should watch your words. Stop provoking me." "In fact, I have decided to give up the title of Mrs. Harrison," I said, spreading my hands and shrugging. Approaching him, I picked up the divorce agreement from the desk. I turned to the last page and signed my name. Watching him fight back his anger, I smiled faintly. This was the Zander I knew. "If you don't like this reason, I can change it. I'll send you another divorce agreement," I added. As I turned to leave, Zander's voice e
Zander's POV After Jessica left, I swept everything off my desk. Despite the mess around me, my mood didn't change. I couldn't understand why I was so angry. Was it Jessica's repeated defiance? Or was it the realization that her eyes lacked the adoring affection they once held for me? I didn't want to admit that her look filled me with panic. A kind of panic that she would leave me. "This is all Johnny's fault," I muttered to myself. Yes, it was all Johnny's fault. If he hadn't done that unforgivable thing, I wouldn't be tormented like this. I picked up the intercom and dialed, "Dwayne, come to my office. A few minutes later, Dwayne knocked on my office door. When he walked in and saw the debris and scattered items on the floor, he looked surprised, but he quickly composed himself. I liked his professionalism. "Inform the business department to cancel the contracts with Johnny's company," I ordered coldly. "Understood, Mr. Harrison," Dwayne nodded and prompt
Jessica's POVHearing Zander's words, my heart was filled with disappointment.Abruptly, I stood up and slapped him hard across the face.The sharp sound immediately drew the attention of everyone in the café.Zander's face turned slightly to one side, his cheek flushed red.His mouth was tightly shut, and his eyes cast down, making it impossible for me to discern his expression.I stepped forward, intending to grab his collar and demand an explanation for his actions.Suddenly, the door opened.A figure rushed to our table. Glancing over, I was surprised to see Tawny.She stood firmly in front of Zander, her eyes red and accusing."You can't hurt Zander like this," she said in a voice choked with tears."He's so good, and you just don't deserve him!"Her voice only added to my already chaotic emotions.The incident where she framed me was still fresh in my mind, and I had no patience left for such a scheming and unscrupulous woman.I frowned and coldly said, "This is between Zander a
Zander's POVThis morning, I woke up to a restless feeling on the living room sofa, as if I were sitting on a giant cactus.The phone's ringtone put an end to the irritating silence.I controlled the urge to stand up immediately and took a deep breath.Actually, I had anticipated Jessica's reaction to the email.With her stubborn and fiercely independent character, it would have been strange if she had silently accepted it.I expected her to return to the apartment and knock on my door, but she wasn't in Los Angeles.Her evasive and ambiguous responses from yesterday's phone call have been lingering in my mind, leading me to speculate about her whereabouts.I walked over to the table, picked up the phone, and my gaze inadvertently swept across the mirror beside it.In the reflection, I saw myself wearing the suit that Jessica had carefully chosen for me the last time.It was a custom-made navy blue suit with a slim fit that accentuated my figure, highlighting an air of efficiency and
Jessica's POVI don't know when I drifted off into a deep slumber, but I remember waking up to the sweet embrace of a dream.As the first rays of morning sunlight gently caressed my face, I awoke with an unprecedented sense of relief.Upon arriving at the dining room, Justin and Aurelia were already seated at the table.Justin was flipping through a finance magazine, while Aurelia sipped her morning tea quietly."Good morning," I greeted them with a smile.The maid approached and placed a glass of milk in front of me."Please replace it with juice, thank you." I instructed the maid on a whim.As usual, Justin casually cut his food while nonchalantly asking, "How many days do you plan to stay at home this time?"I was taken aback for a moment, realizing that deep down, I was looking forward to returning to Los Angeles.After pretending to ponder for a moment, I said, "I'll be heading back tomorrow.""What?" Aurelia looked at me in surprise.My face immediately felt hot. I coughed light
Jessica's POVThe clear sound of the notification was jarringly out of place in the quiet room, instantly shattering my reminiscence.I walked over to the desk and saw a new email on the laptop screen.The unfamiliar sender piqued my curiosity. With a click of the mouse, I opened the email to find a video file attached.Could this be some kind of virus?Despite my concerns, my overwhelming curiosity led me to click play.As the video began to load and the image gradually clarified, my heart sank as if plunged into an icy lake.The video was a surveillance recording. The familiar layout and setting let me instantly identify it as Zander's office.In the footage, a man and a woman were seen entwined, subsequently engaging in intimate acts.The woman, with long and thick golden curls, was straddling the man's lap, slightly tilting her head back.It was Serena!And the man facing away from the camera was indeed Zander. I remembered the suit he was wearing. I must have been standing at the
Jessica's POVI walked into the dining room, where the butler stood respectfully to the side, swiftly pulling out a chair for me.My gaze casually swept across the open kitchen, catching sight of a figure in a pristine white chef's uniform bustling about the stove.Justin seemed to notice my attention and explained, "This is the chef I've specially invited for today. He's a master chef from a three-star Michelin restaurant. His culinary skills are exceptional. You'll get to taste it."I nodded as he skillfully flipped the steak. His every movement was smooth and fluid, as if he was performing an exquisite dance.In no time, a perfectly cooked steak was served in front of me. The tender meat had a delightful caramel color.The side dishes were also arranged with care, resembling a piece of fine art.A small stir in my heart, Justin remembered my favorite medium-rare.As I took a couple of bites of the steak, savoring the wonderful taste of the meat, Aurelia, sitting opposite me, said w
Jessica's POVI stood quietly. Gazing at the bodyguard and the impressive convoy before me, my thoughts inevitably drifting back to my childhood.It was a time deeply branded by my family's unique background.My father, the legendary figure who once commanded the entire Mafia kingdom in the underworld, made a significant decision that changed the fate of our family - entering the business world.However, this decision was not without its challenges.Many rival Mafia families still harbored resentment towards us. They were seeking opportunities to provoke trouble.During those days, my life was surrounded by strict security measures.Whether it was my daily commute to school or occasional outings, I was always accompanied by a group of well-trained bodyguards.Later, Justin made an extremely cautious arrangement.He chose his most trusted subordinate, Johnny, to become my adoptive father.As a result, I spent most of my time living with Johnny.I only returned to New York, to the home
Jessica's POVFrank's voice was so loud. It seemed to make my phone vibrate with his fervor.However, it couldn't quite mask the lack of conviction in his words.Watching his performance, I couldn't help but sneer, "His mind is really strong. He's still lying at this point."Alvin also shook his head helplessly and said, "Otherwise, how could he have been causing so much trouble in Alpha for so many years? People like him have long cultivated a 'strong mindset'."Frank's channel was flooded with more viewers.More and more people began to question him based on the evidence we had released.Frank didn't want to respond, but he had to face it.Just then, there was a knock on his door.Frank was taken aback for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.He muttered quietly, "Who's here at this time?"He got up to open the door. When the door opened, his face turned pale instantly.Several police officers stood sternly at the door, one of them saying, "Frank, you are suspected of spreading
Jessica's POVTabitha's words had barely left her lips when Alvin and I exchanged a swift glance.We were confirming our shared suspicions in that instant.Ever since I received that malicious email, I had felt a vague connection to Frank, though lacking concrete evidence and unsure of his further moves.However, it seemed that he was not as formidable as I had imagined. His tactics were just so-so.Alvin nodded slightly and turned to Tabitha, his tone steady and calm, "I see. Release what we prepared earlier.""And that's all?" Tabitha questioned."One more thing, check who is absent now," Alvin added.Tabitha's face was etched with concern. She wanted to say something more but stopped herself, simply responding with an "Okay," before hurrying out of the office.The door closed. Alvin and I took out our phones to check Frank's live stream.On my phone screen, Frank's face loomed large. His expression was exaggerated and almost comical as he spoke at length.He waved his left hand tow
Jessica's POVThere were two reasons for me saying that to Zander.First, I was ready to face the trouble head-on.Second, I was telling Zander that he didn't need to take care of me anymore.After all, I planned to divorce him. Our current intimacy was inappropriate.Zander immediately caught the implication in my words.His eyebrows furrowed. Then, he instinctively retorted, "You're not fully recovered. Why the rush to go to the company?"I looked at him, my tone resolute, "It's just a common fever. I'm not as fragile as you think. Moreover, can I hide here for the rest of my life?"Zander's lips twitched. He wanted to argue, but in the end, he sighed and said nothing.For a couple of years, he knew me well. Once I made a decision, it wasn't easy to change.He looked at me helplessly. I found the creamy mushroom soup suddenly tasteless.I watched him put down his knife and fork. I immediately stood up, taking his plate."I'll clean up today," I said.I stacked the dishes and carried