Pierce didn’t appear. The balcony remained shrouded in darkness.Lucy scoffed, arms crossed, her eyes full of disdain. She waved her hand dismissively. “How do you still have the nerve to come here? Pierce doesn’t want to see you, and neither do I—nor our baby.”She touched her stomach as she spoke, the gesture deliberate. I bit my lip, staying silent.Maybe silence was the best answer. I shouldn’t keep throwing myself into situations where I’d only end up hurt. Pierce had made his choice.I closed my eyes, unable to tell if the wetness on my face was from tears or the cold water. I let it fall, unbothered.Just as I took a few steps to leave, I heard a harsh cough behind me.The violent coughing echoed through the night, and my heart clenched. I could practically picture Pierce clutching his chest in agony as if he might cough up a lung at any moment.Was he sick?I stopped in my tracks, glancing back at the balcony. But no one was there.The balcony windows were tightly shut, and
In the memorial photo, Pierce’s pale face held a forced smile, his lifeless eyes staring straight at me. I was so startled that I let go of the frame, and it clattered to the floor with a loud crash.Dazed, my mind flashed through old memories, and I nearly fainted.Could he really be dying?No, it couldn’t be true. He had lied to me so many times before—who’s to say this wasn’t another lie? He probably just wanted to cut ties with me for good. Maybe he had fallen for Lucy long ago, ran off with her three years ago, and now, to escape me once and for all, he came up with this story about being on his deathbed.My legs gave way, and I collapsed onto the floor.Staring at the black-and-white photo, my heart pounded in my chest.Of course, I was worried about him. How could I not be?But then the memories of his deceit came flooding back—the lies, the humiliation, even the fact that he and Lucy now had a child together. He had turned me into a laughingstock in a single night.I forced m
As I turned to leave, my eyes caught the glint of the engagement ring on Pierce’s finger, shining under the light. It felt like all the years of love between us had been tossed aside like they meant nothing.After waiting for so long, it was finally time to return to my own life.The Lambert family spent a fortune to bury the negative press about me. They spun the story to portray me as a devoted girl, waiting for a man to change his heart, even shifting all the blame onto Pierce. They had everything neatly arranged for me.But none of that mattered to me anymore.Tanya’s call was still connected, her voice filled with worry and concern. “Florence, have you really thought this through? Once you take this step, there’s no turning back. Don’t do something rash…”At that moment, I was sitting at my vanity, putting on my earrings. The reflection in the mirror showed my flawless face. After a few sleepless nights, I had finally come to one clear conclusion.“Tanya, I’ve decided. If none o
On the narrow sofa, Pierce pressed tightly against me, his fingers idly playing with the expensive jewels embedded in my strapless dress, the touch filled with teasing and temptation. His eyes narrowed, a cold, calculating look overtaking his expression, though beneath his lashes, there seemed to be a hint of desire.We remained frozen, neither of us speaking, as the stifling summer breeze stirred my loose hair."If you're looking for a thrill, Pierce, go find someone off the street," I said, pushing at his shoulders, trying to break the tension. "I won’t let you ruin my wedding."He remained silent but then suddenly spoke. His hand clamped around my wrist, pinning me down beneath him. His eyes, once dull, now burned with intensity."Why him?" he asked as if convinced that my marriage to Henry was just to spite him.I gave a mocking smile, a trace of sarcasm in my voice. "Why not him? What if I told you I love him?"Pierce stared at me, stunned, disbelief flashing across his face."An
I pressed my lips together, instinctively tightening my grip, feeling tense and awkward. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pierce in the crowd.My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly avoided meeting his gaze.Henry wasn’t a fool—he had already noticed something was off. He pulled me closer by the waist as if staking his claim. His usually soft eyes were now narrowed, staring coldly at Pierce.The two of them had been sworn enemies for years."What are you doing here, Pierce?" Henry was the first to speak.Pierce, who had just turned to leave, froze for a moment. Slowly, he turned back, his gaze flickering briefly over me. "My niece is getting married. Am I not allowed to watch?"Henry’s eyes landed on the red marks on my neck that I had failed to fully hide.Before he could respond, a sharp voice rang out."Pierce, what are you doing here?"Everyone turned toward the sound.Lucy stood at the entrance, her belly round with pregnancy, her eyes red with anger. "Are you here
"If this video were to leak, what do you think would happen, Miss Lambert?" Henry's voice was cold, sending a chill down my spine.The Lambert family was on the brink of collapse, and Henry had already saved me and my family once. No one else would step in to help us again.But Henry didn’t love me, so why marry me? I asked him, but his response was filled with mockery."Put away your childish fantasies. I married you to make your life a living hell, and to make Pierce suffer."I furrowed my brow, letting out a bitter laugh. "Pierce is already married, with a child no less. You're doing him a favor by getting rid of me. If anything, torturing me will only make him happy."Henry seemed taken aback by my words. He leaned in closer, his twisted expression filling my vision. Panic surged through me as I swallowed hard.He stroked his chin, squinting as he looked me over, and then let out an even more deranged laugh.Henry grabbed my throat, sneering as he praised Pierce's supposed devo
The piercing scream left my mind blank.On the phone screen, I saw myself being abused by Henry night after night, the man mercilessly beating and kicking me. Every time I tried to fight back, he would hurl insults at me. My heart pounded in my throat as I quickly shut off the phone, unable to bear another second. When did Henry even record this?Glancing briefly at the security guard standing at the door, I hurried back to the bedroom, throwing everything within reach onto the floor.Chaos surrounded me.Ignoring the pain in my ankle, I scanned every corner of the bedroom. Behind the picture frames, near the power outlets, even behind the vases—hidden cameras of all sizes, capturing every angle, emitted faint red lights.Furious, I yanked out all the cameras, horrified at the thought of when these had been installed. How long had people been watching me suffer, with these videos eventually making their way to Tanya?Rage flooded through me as I stomped on the cameras, desperately tr
The downpour blurred my vision, and I hastily wiped the rain from my face. The mountain path was slick with mud, overgrown with weeds, and sharp branches occasionally scratched at my legs. Each scrape sent stinging pain through the rain-soaked wounds.The sharp gravel dug into the soles of my bare feet, but I couldn't stop. The security guards were closing in behind me, relentless in their pursuit.Under the faint light of the moon, I could barely make out the path ahead. Dark shadows flitted through the trees, and birds with eerie cries swooped above, their wings cutting through the stormy sky. I glanced back in panic, seeing the guards gaining on me, closing the gap quickly. My heart raced as my foot slipped, and I fell hard onto the ground. The cold, wet earth pressed against me, and I let out a pained groan as I scrambled back to my feet.Just as one of the guards was about to grab me, my foot missed a step, and I tumbled down the slope.The world spun around me. Tree branches wh