Tawny's POVZander left decisively, his back as cold as an ice sculpture, never once looking at me directly.The moment the door closed, it felt as if my world was collapsing.I completely lost control, breaking down into tears.Everything was over—my fantasies and plans shattered like bubbles at this moment.I was utterly devastated, my legs giving way beneath me as I collapsed to the floor, sobbing loudly.My heart was filled with despair. I never expected things to turn out this way.I had thought that by using some means, I could make Zander leave Jessica, and then I could become Mrs. Harrison, living the life I had always dreamed of.But now, everything was ruined.Winnie and Warren stood by, looking at each other with shock and helplessness on their faces.After a moment, Winnie slowly approached, gently patting my shoulder and softly saying, "Don't be too sad. Maybe there's still a chance."Her voice was grating to me, increasing my annoyance.'What did she know? She didn't und
Jessica's POVEmmett reported to me quickly about the situation with Mallory being taken away by Zander's men, and it was no surprise. Knowing Zander's keen intuition, he would have picked up on something off about Mallory's words and become suspicious. By now, he must realize that Tawny was behind the manipulations.However, after our unpleasant separation at the café, I couldn't gauge his current stance. His hatred towards Johnny at that time worried me deeply.This morning, as usual, I was busy in the kitchen. The freshly baked bread was emitting a tempting aroma, and the chicken salad beside it was ready. I planned to take these homemade dishes to visit Johnny.Picking up the lunchbox, I couldn't help but complain about Downey and Rebecca. I had no idea where they were lately, leaving Johnny unattended when he needed care the most.Just as I was about to leave, a series of urgent phone rings broke the silence. I instinctively glanced at the caller ID, and it was from the hospital.
Downey's POVJessica's sudden outburst startled Rebecca and me.I was about to say something, but the moment I met her cold, furious gaze, the memory of the day she smashed a vase over my head flashed through my mind. The lingering pain on my scalp made me swallow the words I was about to utter. I just discontentedly humphed.If it weren't for her beauty, I wouldn't have agreed to Rebecca's suggestion to pursue her in the first place. After all, she's a divorced woman.As I was about to speak, Rebecca's dissatisfied voice rang out beside me. I turned my head to see her, her eyes wide with anger, accusing Jessica, "How dare you speak to me like that? Is this how Johnny raised you? I'm Johnny's wife. You should apologize to me for your disrespect!"Jessica frowned slightly and replied in a much softer voice, "Johnny is still in a coma. Your concern should be for his safety, not arguing here."I was surprised she cared so much about Johnny, that good-for-nothing. I smirked and said, "Oh,
Jessica's POVAfter Downey and Rebecca were escorted out of the room by Emmett, the ward finally returned to its much-needed silence. The only sounds that filled the space were the rhythmic beeps from the heart monitor and Johnny's faint but steady breathing.I slowly lowered myself into the chair beside the hospital bed, exhaustion and helplessness weighing heavily on my heart. If I could, I would banish Downey and Rebecca from Los Angeles forever, ensuring they never resurfaced. But I couldn't. After all, because of me, Johnny had already lost so much. Despite Rebecca's hypocrisy and snobbery, her presence at least gave Johnny the illusion of a complete family. I couldn't selfishly take away this last bit of warmth from him.Emmett soon returned to the room, nodding at me to signal that everything had been taken care of. I looked at him and whispered, "Emmett, arrange for someone to keep an eye on the room. We can't let anyone else take advantage of and harm Johnny."Emmett gave a s
Jessica's POVZander's words hit me like a thunderbolt, echoing in my ears as I stood there, stunned, praying I had misheard.But as I met his bloodshot, red-rimmed eyes and the expression of pain and turmoil etched on his face, the reality of the situation dawned on me.It was as if all the strength had been drained from my body, and my fingers slackened their grip on his shirt.I instinctively took two steps back, my footing unsteady, nearly collapsing under the weight of this revelation.When I married Zander, I knew his father, Kenneth, had died in a battle, caught in the crossfire and leaving behind a young Zander. Yet, I never imagined that his death could be connected to Johnny.My lips trembled slightly as I struggled to utter, "It can't be. This can't be true." Zander's gaze was unwavering, his voice hoarse but resolute. "Jessica, I wish it weren't true. You have no idea how much I wished it wasn't Johnny. I loved you so much, so much that I was willing to ignore it all, but
Jessica's POV"Look at these photos! Kenneth wasn't the only one Johnny harmed; he also implicated two other comrades. The woman in this photo is the wife of one of those comrades, taken by Johnny by force. Can you still claim he's an innocent good man?" He pointed at the photos, his voice sharp and trembling with rage.I gazed at the photos, each image like a blade piercing my eyes and soul. My heart was in turmoil, torn between the seemingly irrefutable evidence Zander presented and the deep trust and affection I had for Johnny over the years, a fortress difficult to breach.I couldn't bring myself to believe that Johnny, who had been there for me, who had shown me care, could be evil.Dazed, I turned and left Zander's villa, each step feeling like a thousand pounds, my legs heavy as lead, moving with difficulty.I returned to my small apartment and collapsed onto the sofa as soon as I entered. Memories of Johnny kept surfacing, those beautiful moments shining like bright stars in t
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
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
Genevieve's POVSunlight streamed through the restaurant windows, casting mottled patches of light and shadow on us. "How about it? Not bad, huh? I checked other people's reviews on Facebook to choose this restaurant," I said triumphantly."Mm, not bad," Jessica glanced around and casually remarked.I sensed that something was off with Jessica. I looked at her curiously and asked, "Jess, what's wrong? You seem distracted today."She just lightly pursed her lips, silent, those closed lips like a tightly shut city gate, locking her thoughts securely inside.I couldn't let her off the hook so easily, so I nudged her arm. "What's going on? I'm worried about you."She lifted her head, looked at me, and then said, "Haven't you seen today's entertainment news?"I quickly took out my phone from my bag, eager to open Twitter, my fingers swiftly scrolling on the screen. Soon, the trending topic about Harrison Group's chairman, Zander, allegedly having a new lover caught my eye.My eyes widened
Zander's POVA strange panic gripped me as my intense kisses ignited a desire within me. I longed for Jessica, yearned to possess her. Unlike the last time, this time my heart was filled with a desire to destroy. The strange tingling sensation gripped my body once again as I began to get rougher. The soft, gentle kisses turned hard and rough. Warmth spread through me as I pressed my chest against hers. The thundering heartbeats set a new life in me."Wait," a small, breathless whisper escaped her lips as she tried to stop me, but there was no going back now. I pulled away for a moment and then stared down at her bare breasts exposed under my wicked grasp. "I said, you can only be mine," I said as I wrapped a hand around her throat and pushed her against the headboard on the sheets. A loud scream escaped from her lips as my tongue dipped between her legs. Clearly, the sudden excitement and pleasure almost sent her over the edge. Her hips thrusted in a steady rhythm against my mouth. I
Jessica's POVI looked at his back, clad in a tailored suit and his meticulously styled hair. He was a man of precision, yet sometimes his extremes were terrifying. I looked at him and said, "We're divorced. I don't have the duty to play the loyalty game with you anymore. I'm leaving."However, his cold fingertips, like a snake's tongue, slithered down my cheek, showing no intention of letting me go. During our relationship, he had one rule: no betrayal. But now that we were divorced, his possessiveness had not decreased, but instead had reached a pathological level."Zander, let me go," I said.Zander pressed my body against the cold wall, his smile chilling. "Jessica, if I hold you, will you not be cold?""Zander! Are you insane?"His body was hot, pressed tightly against mine. The atmosphere between us immediately became ambiguous. Zander whispered in my ear, "Jessica, even after the divorce, you can only be my woman.""Let me go. There's nothing between Sigmund and me," I said, tr
Zander's POVAs my words fell, everyone at the table froze instantly, as if the entire space had been paused. The atmosphere solidified into ice. Naturally, everyone understood that I was threatening. The oppressive silence spread like a tidal wave, enveloping everyone.Life after the divorce has been like a long, painful nightmare for me. Jessica vanished so resolutely, traveling and relaxing with Genevieve as if she had forgotten everything we once had. I, on the other hand, was trapped alone in the ruins of our broken relationship, unable to extricate myself.When Tawny invited me to this banquet, I immediately refused. What a ridiculous class reunion! However, when Dwayne reported back to me and mentioned the name of the school, it was Jessica's alma mater. That lingering attachment deep within my heart, like a spark in the darkness, drove me here.Yet, I never expected that when Jessica saw me, her gaze was as if looking at a stranger. Her indifference felt like a heavy blow to m
Jessica's POVHearing Sigmund's words, I instinctively looked at Zander, who was clenching his fists so tightly that his veins were bulging. My heart tightened. I knew Zander all too well. His intense possessiveness was like a raging fire, capable of consuming everything in its path. Sigmund's words had, without a doubt, initiated a silent challenge to Zander in front of everyone.I felt a sense of tension. If I rejected Sigmund at this moment, he would undoubtedly embarrassed in front of everyone, becoming the laughing stock of our social circle. But if I didn't reject him, I was worried about Sigmund becoming a target for Zander.For a moment, I felt caught between a rock and a hard place. Genevieve sensed my predicament and, with a smile, stepped in to help me, "Everyone knows that the best ways to forget an ex are either to let time pass or to start a new relationship. I truly hope that someone as outstanding as you can help heal the deep wounds in her heart sooner."As she spoke,
Jessica's POVI sat at the table, which seemed lively but was actually unbearable to me. The noisy and chaotic atmosphere surged towards me like a torrential tide, threatening to completely submerge me. An inexplicable sense of oppression and irritability spread in my heart like weeds.When the crowd heard the question, they instantly became a swarm of headless flies in disarray. They all clamored at me, "Although this topic is rather inappropriate, we are really curious. Jessica, how did your husband pass away?"I glanced at Zander, whose face clearly showed his displeasure. I snorted in my heart. He and I were divorced. Why should I care about his feelings? Moreover, the painful memories he brought me over the past year were like deep scars etched in my heart. How could I forget them easily?Before I could speak, Genevieve stepped in. "He was good to Jess at first, but as soon as the novelty wore off, he cheated immediately. Some women nowadays have no shame, seeing a wealthy man an
Jessica's POVAfter I spoke, Genevieve looked at me in surprise. A wry smile crept into my heart. On our way to the restroom, she couldn't stop chattering, "Did you see that annoying look on Zander's face? I really wanted to rush over and punch him hard. This man is even worse than those oranges on the streets of Los Angeles that are thrown away after being squeezed dry!"I let out a helpless chuckle."Jess, are you really planning to stay here and watch him canoodle with Tawny? You still have feelings for him in your heart, and in the end, it's you who will be hurt," Genevieve said with concern."Didn't you say that one day we would let go? Besides, we are divorced now. Can I not allow him to have a new love?" I shrugged and replied."That's true, but that woman is Tawny! How could he not know that she has always wanted to sabotage your relationship, or perhaps they had something going on before?" Genevieve speculated.Before I saw them together, I was certain that Zander wouldn't ha
Jessica's POVThe key phrase "J&Z General Hospital" from Alexander's words struck me like a bolt from the blue. I froze instantly. The classmates around me began discussing fervently."I heard this general hospital project is being prepared by Harrison Group as a gift for his beloved," one said."Mr. Harrison is known for his cold and ruthless demeanor, but it turns out he's such a passionate man at heart. J&Z, the name itself sounds like it's derived from the initials of two people's names," another chipped in."Which Mr. Harrison are they talking about?" someone asked, confused."Are you drunk? How many Harrisons in Los Angeles can afford billions? It's obviously Zander Harrison," came the reply.J&Z, a name I knew all too well. I had once told him about my dream to build a large hospital to help more patients. When Zander planned this, I had no idea, and now it seemed the hospital was meant for someone else.I wasn't sure if he had found a new love so soon, but it was clear it wasn
Jessica's POVMy conversation with Genevieve about Johnny ended without any resolution. The lack of evidence left us without a concrete conclusion. Yet, those ambiguous words hung over me like a thin veil, occasionally tugging at my heart and pulling out a thread of doubt when I least expected it.Back in Los Angeles, we resumed our normal lives and work. However, I still didn't return to my apartment. I knew Zander wouldn't wait forever, just as time wouldn't stand still.The impact of the divorce gradually faded, and I no longer wallowed in sadness as I initially did. Instead, I slowly embraced the new rhythm of life.Genevieve was always aware of my emotional shifts. Seeing me in good spirits, she excitedly suggested, "Our class president is organizing a reunion. Let's go together."Genevieve and I attended the same university, both majoring in medicine. I frowned and said, "I never practiced as a doctor for a single day. I always feel out of place at these reunions.""Most of our