Ethan chuckled, "If you're curious to meet her, go ahead. As I've mentioned, I have the final say in my marriage, and I won't entertain any arranged ones." "Rascal! What's with your aversion to that girl? You used to carry her on your back when you were younger." "Grandpa, I've carried plenty of girls. Do you want me to bring all of them home? Anyway, I have things to take care of. I'm hanging up." With that, he signaled to Jazzie to end the call. Jazzie grinned mischievously. "Aren't you even considering meeting your fiancée? What if she's stunning? You might regret it." Ethan rolled his eyes at her. "Even if she were a goddess, I still wouldn't marry her!" Meanwhile, Jazzie received a WhatsApp message from her mother. Opening it, she saw a picture of a dazzling, carefree man. As she scrutinized the man's features, her eyes widened in disbelief. Wasn't this the same rogue standing right in front of her? Upon reading the message, her entire demeanor changed instantly."J
Upon hearing Warren's words, Evelyn immediately scrambled out of the bed. She couldn't endure such antics even if she wished to have a child. Warren's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he watched her stumble into the bathroom. Yet, ever since that day, the room was often filled with the pleasant chime of bells, sometimes ringing incessantly through the night. Recently, Evelyn had been immersed in a week-long divorce case. Returning home, she found herself endlessly tormented by Warren. She felt like she was falling apart. As dawn broke, she lay in bed awake, her weary body ached with every movement. She then buried her head deeper into the covers. The wintry sunlight pierced through the curtain's crevices, casting a golden glow on Evelyn's exposed calves, accentuating her fair skin. The silver anklet adorning her ankle gleamed brighter, its bells emitting a melodious sound.Warren approached the bedside, pinching Evelyn's silky-smooth cheeks, his voice tinged with relucta
"Bailey, that scumbag finally embarked on his business trip. It's just you and me for the next couple of weeks. Doesn't that sound exciting?" Bailey responded with a few enthusiastic barks. As the two reveled in the moment, Evelyn's phone chimed. Glancing at the caller ID, she swiftly answered. "Hey, Tammy." "Evelyn, there's a charity auction tomorrow night. I heard there will be plenty of cute items up for grabs. Care to join?" Without hesitation, Evelyn agreed. "Absolutely, it's perfect for the approaching Christmas. I could use some gift hunting." Tammy chuckled knowingly. "It's time you spoiled Mr. Larkin a little. He does take such good care of you, after all." Evelyn blushed. "Where did you hear that?" "From his Instagram story, for sure. Haven't you seen it? The usually reserved Mr. Larkin has been posting incessantly ever since he's been with you. "Ezra says he's like a peacock flaunting its feathers, displaying his love for you everywhere, as if afraid people w
Every word Clara spoke seemed to hit Evelyn right where it hurt the most. She knew exactly what buttons to push, relishing the anticipation of seeing Evelyn lose her cool. Yet, despite the verbal onslaught, Evelyn remained unfazed, her attention solely focused on Remy. With a gentle pinch on Remy's chubby cheeks, she quipped, "How did a fly manage to find its way in during winter? Don't worry, Remy. Aunt Evelyn will take care of it later."Remy seemed to comprehend her words, humming in agreement. Tammy chimed in with a jest, "Seems like this fly is getting on everyone's nerves. Even Remy wants to shoo it away." On the verge of exploding with anger, Clara clenched her fists by her side before turning to sit in front of Evelyn. As the auction commenced, offering an array of trinkets, Evelyn casually bid on a few items, planning to gift them to her colleagues. But when a pair of enchanting starry earrings graced the screen, Evelyn's eyes sparked with excitement. As they were c
The hue of violet embodied a love that was steadfast and everlasting. As the auctioneer presented the item to Evelyn, he showered her with blessings such as "happily ever after" and "everlasting affection". Clara seethed with anger, her clenched jaw almost causing her teeth to shatter. Evelyn splurged a staggering 20 million dollars throughout the auction. Her gift boxes were piled up high like a mountain. Ezra snapped a photo and teasingly sent it to Warren with a caption, "Looks like your lady is quite the spendthrift. Aren't you going to rein her in? Check out her shopping spree!" Soon after, Warren replied, "It's not your money, so what's the concern?" Chuckling to himself, Ezra shook his head. Warren was truly clueless. Once in love, he transformed into a devoted husband, even surpassing Ezra himself. As the auction concluded, a charity dinner ensued, and Evelyn arranged for the items to be delivered directly to her home. Observing the deferential treatment Evelyn re
Warren felt a sense of fulfillment wash over him during his meeting as he read a message from Ezra.Finally, someone was putting his hard-earned money to use. With a wife who loved to shop, he knew he had to work harder. A rare smile softened his usually stern countenance as he thought about it.However, to his dismay, he didn't receive any credit card alerts even after the meeting adjourned. Warren had entrusted Evelyn with an unlimited black card linked to his account. Could it be that she hadn't touched his money after all? With this nagging thought, Warren promptly dialed Evelyn's number. Unfortunately, he was met with silence on the other end. Frustrated, he then called Ezra. As soon as the call connected, a clamor of cheers echoed in the background. "Are you still with Evelyn? Why isn't she picking up?" Warren inquired. Ezra chuckled in response. "Why isn't she picking up? She and Tammy are enjoying a performance by a handsome singer." He then angled the camera to r
"Alright, come over after the call," Tammy replied. Evelyn sat alone in a quiet corner, engrossed in typing a message to Warren on her phone. Before long, a man with striking blue earrings eased onto the sofa beside her. He offered a smile as he glanced at her. "Ms. Jefferson, mind if I join you?" he asked. Raising an eyebrow, Evelyn maintained her cool demeanor. "Mr. Waltz, what brings you here?" The man was Zachary Waltz, the second heir of the Waltz family. He was known across Bramston City as a notorious playboy. Rumor had it he had slept with enough women to circle the entire city perimeter. Zachary raised his glass, a playful smirk on his lips. "I have a case I'd like your help with. Do you have a moment to discuss it?" Evelyn wasted no time in her response. "It's my break time, and I'm not taking on any cases. Come to my office on Monday." "Ms. Jefferson, you certainly carry yourself with confidence. Other lawyers are clamoring for the chance to take on this l
Clara struggled against the man's embrace, desperate to break free and flee. However, all she saw was Evelyn's smiling face and waving hand, followed by the heavy thud of the door slamming shut. Only then did Clara realize she had fallen into Evelyn's ploy. Evelyn had not been intoxicated at all. Clara had been nothing more than a pawn in Evelyn's intricate game. Anger boiled within Clara, fueling a desire to stab a knife into Evelyn's heart.Meanwhile, the man was eagerly ripping away Clara's clothing and pouncing on her like a wild beast in the darkness. Despite her pleas, he continued his relentless assault. Bound and helpless, Clara found herself pinned to the ground, enduring the ferocious onslaught like a helpless animal. The pain was unbearable.This twisted scenario had been Clara's attempt to orchestrate humiliation upon Evelyn. Aware of Zachary's longstanding interest in Evelyn, Clara had approached him for collaboration. She knew his promiscuous and perverse nature