Xenon seemed a bit startled, then he wrapped his arms around her gently. Miya relaxed in his embrace. She felt safe, with her head resting on his c.h.e.s.t, and she loved the pleasant scent he had. To her own surprise, she asked, "Xenon, do you think you will ever fall in love with me?" Xenon lifted Miya's chin up with his long slim fingers, looked at her into her eyes, and chuckled. "You wish. Ha-ha." Miya felt a sharp and sudden pain in her heart, but she recomposed herself quickly and chuckled with him. "I was just joking.""Don't forget that I purchased you. You are just a replacement. Don't start any ridiculous fantasy." Miya nodded. She bit her lips slightly and said, "I won't forget. Don't worry. I won't fall in love with you, nor would I have any unrealistic thoughts about us.""Right." Xenon released her, turned around, and left. Miya sat back in the bath, closed her eyes, and tears ran down her cheeks. Just then, Xenon suddenly turned around as he closed the door behin
Lucia's birthday party was held at Fun Gate, the best-known hotel near the campus. It had the best buffet and a spacious dance floor, perfect for parties. When Xenon and Miya arrived at the party, though both were rather casually dressed, everyone gazed at them, amazed by how good-looking and fit they both were, especially Xenon. As the youngest CEO and billionaire in the States, Xenon had been invited to all sorts of important events and parties, but he had rarely attended any.Now, he was actually at a birthday party thrown by a group of university students. They applauded and whistled with excitement. Some girls were blushing obviously at the sight of Xenon.Lucia glanced around at her classmates, feeling extremely proud, pleased with their reaction. Then her eyes fell on Miya's hand around Xenon's arm, and she looked angry but worried that Xenon would notice, she quickly looked away and ran over to Xenon with a happy smile. "Xenon, I'm so happy you can come!"Then, to Miya's surp
"What's the line? I have no intention of hurting her. That's all I can say." Miya knew that Xenon and Lucia had known each other for years, and he cared about her very much. Lucia had planned it, and she had support from her classmates. The only hope Miya had was that Xenon would trust her.However, all she saw in Xenon's look was hatred and impatience. She didn't want to explain anymore. "If you do think I'm an evil person, then there's no need to go on with this pathetic acting game between us as husband and wife. Please send a divorce letter soon." She said clearly and turned to leave."Don't you talk to me like that!" Xenon shouted at her, but Miya ignored him. She quickly hailed a taxi, got in, and gave the driver a random direction.Tears streamed down her cheeks as she recalled how Xenon had treated her. Like he has said more than once that I'm just a possession, a replacement to him. Lucia is his precious little sister. How happy he looks when he smiles at her! How genuine an
After breakfast, Miya decided she should leave. "Chris, thanks again for having me here. You must be busy, and I shouldn't bother you any longer. I shall leave now." Chris smiled and nodded. "Cool, I will tell the driver."It's ok. I would like to have a walk and get a taxi later." Miya said. "If that's ok." She added. "If you don't want to go back to him, you are welcome here anytime. Just send me a message, and I will send a driver to pick you up." "Thanks." *** Chris's driver dropped Miya off a few minutes' drive away from the house and took the cover off her eyes. Miya looked around and had no clue where she was. It made her think, again, that Chris definitely wanted something from her. The only reason that I can be valuable to people is that I'm Mrs. Uba, but everyone knows it's fake. Xenon doesn't care about me. He is just using me. Miya thought. What does Chris want from me then?Walking down the road, not knowing where to go, Miya felt helpless. Chris can't be trusted.
Miya stared at Xenon in surprise. To make it up to me? Did he say that? "Tell me. What do you want?" Xenon asked. Everything I have is his. All the clothes, jewelry, shoes, and bags. What else can I ask him for material-wise? She could have killed me, pushing down the stairs. How does he make it up? Miya thought. "She's your precious princess. Why would you want to make it up to me?" Miya said.Xenon carried her up to his room and sat her down on the sofa. He stood by the window and lit another cigarette. "Don't sulk anymore." He said. Miya thought for a while before she said, "So, I can ask for anything?"Xenon went and stood in front of her. He tapped on her lips gently with his long slim finger and said, "Anything except leaving me."Miya opened her eyes wide, startled. He has guessed my thoughts again. She didn't want to be around him and be controlled anymore. She thought about the women that would fight desperately to be with him and how insecure her life was simply because
After dinner, Miya stayed in the study, sketching the new designs. She felt motivated after listening to Alex's advice. As she lay down in bed later that night, she thought about her plans for the future. I need to make good use of this opportunity. With the support of The Uba Corporation, I shall build my reputation, become financially independent as soon as possible, buy my own house, have my own studio and take mum home.The next morning, Miya got up early and gave Xenon a quick call, asking if he would like her to cook breakfast for him. Xenon muttered a sound like a brief and cold 'hmm' and hung up.Hmm? What does that mean? He doesn't change. Miya thought and rolled her eyes. Then, she went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Just as it was ready, Xenon came into the dining room. Miya took a glance at him, and without a word, she dug in. Xenon frowned and asked, "Didn't you prepare it for me? And you are not even sharing now?""Well, you didn't say 'yes' on the phone." M
If I leave him, then all that I've earned now would be gone. I'm still dependent on him. Miya thought to herself and took a look at Xenon, almost a head taller than her, standing next to her with unchanging confidence. She clenched her fists and told herself that one day she would be as confident and independent as him, and she would have her own freedom. As they reached the secretaries' office, Miya was to head towards her desk, but Xenon took her hand.Huh? Xenon, I should go and work. I don't want people to think that I'm useless and I get paid for doing nothing." Miya said. "There will always be people that are jealous of your talent as well as the fact that you are my wife. There will always be gossip and rumors. From now on, you work in my office." Xenon said clearly."Huh? That will only make them gossip more!" Miya stared at him. "Do you actually care about stupid people's opinions?" Xenon sneered. "You are my personal assistant anyway. Also, the projects you are in charge
Miya knitted her brows and asked worriedly, "Have you got any clue who it might be that they are working for? Who is it that wants to harm you?" "We will find out soon. When he grows impatient, he will show up." Xenon said calmly.Hmm. It looks like you have a plan, and I'm just worrying too much." "They are probably still using your ex, Luke Johnson. If I finish him off, will you be upset?" Xenon asked. Miya paused, shocked by Xenon's question. "Xenon, do you, do you have to..."Xenon turned around and looked at Miya sternly. Why? You still have feelings for him, don't you? Huh? Despite the fact that he's used you, dumbed you, and now he's trying to steal your customers again." "No, I don't have feelings for him." Miya retorted, then she hesitated for a bit before she added. "If he hadn't taken the risk of losing his own life and pushed me off the road, I would have probably gotten run over and died. I was just a little girl then. He has once saved my life after all."Xenon was r