“What’s so great about Percival, huh? A few kind words and he’s suddenly a great guy? Not divorcing her means he loves her? Does she even care for such things?”Eulalia abruptly stood up, her aura icy and intimidating, making it hard for anyone to breathe freely.“You haven’t been through what I’ve been through, so you think he’s a good guy, huh?” She was still young, easily fooled by appearances.At this moment, Eulalia seemed to forget that she was only 24. Yet, in just four short years, she felt like she’d lived a lifetime, tasting all the flavors life had to offer.“If he was as great as you think, my life wouldn’t be this hard.”Don’t preach to others if you haven’t suffered yourself.Did Percival think that by having Zephyra, an outsider, speak well of him, all would be forgiven?Eulalia turned on the faucet to wash her hands. There’s
"Eulalia is so stunning,” Zephyra exclaimed.Yeah, Eulalia is drop-dead gorgeous, the kind that makes women gasp and men go crazy. And this Eulalia? He wants to keep her all to himself, hidden away at home for his eyes only.Percival’s possessiveness kicked in. He didn’t want to share Eulalia with anyone, not even Zephyra, who was already in their home.As Eulalia approached, Percival suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his lap. The sudden intimacy made Eulalia uncomfortable. She struggled a bit, but Percival’s grip on her waist was like a shackle.Her face flushed, a stray lock of hair falling across her forehead, adding a touch of allure.Resting his chin on her rounded shoulder, Percival murmured, “I wish I could lock you up and keep you hidden forever. I don’t want anyone else to see you.”He wasn’t just saying it; he really meant it. If it weren’t for Eulalia’s health condition, he’d actually do it—keep her “locked up” at home, pampering and teasing her.He could see he
He had spent 143 million on a piece of land to build an amusement park. All told, it was going to cost no less than 300million. All this effort and time, just to entertain his wife."This guy sure knew how to spoil his wife,” they said.“A match made in heaven.”“If I had been Eulalia, I probably would have fainted from happiness by then. When would I ever meet a guy like that?”Eulalia had no idea how she was being talked about at that moment. If she had, she would have just scoffed. ‘You should be thankful you’re not me,’ she would think.Diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer, her family shattered, treated like an inflatable doll—she had been living a life that was neither human nor ghost. And people envied her?Eulalia hated interviews and was terrified of camera flashes. Her already pale face had turned almost translucent under the lights. She squinted and hid behind Percival. This moment was captured and posted online as her being “shy.”Percival dealt with the reporters while
In a luxury restaurant, a single meal could easily cost tens of thousands. The dinner Percival treated her to was at least 50,000.Back when the Clearwater Corporation was still around, Benedict had no job and relied on his shares for pocket money, or he’d ask her for some.Now that the Clearwater Corporation was gone, it was surprising to see him in a place like this. Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be doing quite well these past few months.Upon seeing him, Eulalia instinctively opened her mouth to call him “brother,” but the word got stuck in her throat, like a sharp stone lodged there.Benedict was affectionately hugging a woman, and it was clear they were more than just friends.Seemingly sensing her gaze, Benedict looked up and his eyes flashed with surprise, followed by a mix of hatred and impatience.Benedict whispered something to the woman in his arms, who then looked at Eulalia disdainfully.Eulalia knew they couldn’t be saying anything good about her. Just as she w
Eulalia walked up to Benedict, her face a chilling blend of indifference and coldness. "Benedict, you say I'm the one who killed Dad. You think you can just shove the blame onto me and wash your hands of it? If you had half a brain, you'd have kept an eye on Dad instead of letting him sign that contract. He'd still be alive, and the Clearwater family wouldn't be ruined."Blame-shifting, huh? Words can be like knives, cutting so deep they draw blood.Benedict recoiled from her gaze, instinctively stepping back. His heart pounded with a mix of fear and agitation, like a beast stuck in the mud, struggling in vain.The woman holding his hand felt his trembling. Facing Eulalia's icy questions, she too felt a sense of fear, relying on the man beside her for comfort. Now that she knew Benedict was also afraid, she felt a strong sense of disappointment. "What a useless man, scared of his own sister."She squeezed Benedict's arm tightly. "She's just shifting the blame, twisting the facts."The
Three months before the Clearwater Corporation faced its crisis, its stock was already plummeting. Eulalia had foreseen this outcome but was too afraid to admit it to herself, choosing to ignore it time and again.For four years, she thought she had grasped the delusion of a lifetime, but it was Percival who had been using her all along. He took her blood, her resources, and meticulously swallowed up the Clearwater Corporation.Thinking about the irony of it all, she couldn’t decide if he was heartless or if she was just foolish.“When I first took over the family business, the old shareholders lectured me. They said I was too blunt, too headstrong, and that I’d offend people. I listened but never changed,” Eulalia said, taking a heavy breath. “I regret it now.”Percival picked up on her words, “Regret what?”“Regret being too stubborn, not being flexible enough, and basically screwing myself ov
Eulalia opened her eyes to the orange glow of the ceiling light, her foggy mind slowly filling with thoughts.She couldn’t say no to Percival. First, she didn’t have the physical strength to resist him. Second, she was afraid of upsetting him and losing her job.When she thought about it, she felt like she was getting by on nepotism in her career.Eulalia pushed against Percival’s strong chest. “I don’t want to take the pill.”Percival held her hair back, his intoxicated mind gaining a moment of clarity. “You really don’t want to have my child, huh?”Eulalia turned her head to avoid his warm breath. “Don’t play dumb.” She’d have to be out of her mind to agree to bear a child for this awful couple. She didn’t know where Percival got the audacity to even ask her that.Eulalia wasn’t fully recovered yet; she couldn’t possibly get pregnant now. Hearing her say it so bluntly, Percival felt like his heart was tearing apart.Heaven and hell were separated by a thin line. For a moment, Eulali
Percival had a sleepless night. As the sky began to lighten, he got up. The first thing he did wasn’t to wash up or change clothes, but to stand on the balcony and smoke a cigarette. The ashtray on the table was already filled with cigarette butts and ash. When he went downstairs and ran into Zephyra, he suddenly stopped her and asked, “Do you think I treat Eulalia well?”Zephyra was taken aback. “Well?” In her eyes, he was good to her, but after hearing what Eulalia had said, she wasn’t so sure anymore.Zephyra looked at Percival’s bloodshot eyes and felt a sudden jolt in her heart. She put on a radiant smile and said, “You’re exceptionally good to your wife!”Percival, deep in thought, asked, “Good in what way?”Zephyra couldn’t quite put it into words, but she felt that the man standing in front of her did love Eulalia. She was glad she had checked the latest trending news yesterday. “Didn’t you just win a bid for an island at a high price to build an amusement park for her? 143 mi