It was to pick me up and take me home.Those words made my eyes water.After all these years.It seemed like no one had ever said that to me before.He was the first.I struggled to keep my eyes wide open, holding back the tears, and looked up at him. "Frank, if I'm not really Lily, can we still be friends?"I found myself harboring a somewhat absurd desire to cling to this bit of warmth.Even if it was just to be friends.Even if we could just be friends.Frank cocked his brows and smiled at me and said casually, "Not possible."I stumbled back to my room.I sat on the sofa, thinking for a while, before realizing I hadn't even figured out whether his response was to the first or the second part of my question.Was it that it was impossible for me not to be Lily?Or was it impossible for us to still be friends?"Hey, just got back?"Jane had just come out of the shower, wiping her hair with a towel.I snapped out of my thoughts and nodded. "Yeah."She applied a face ma
I had previously asked my aunt about my background several times, but each time, the matter was left unresolved. Asking now, she would still not tell me anything.Jane agreed. She leaned back on the sofa, thinking for a while before turning to me with sparkling eyes. "So, you're the one Frank was betrothed to, the legendary little fiancee of his?""Pfft, ahem..."I was drinking water when she suddenly said this, causing me to spit it out and choke badly.I coughed for a while.She laughed and handed me several tissues. "Why are you so nervous?""Who's nervous?""The betrothed fiancee of Frank is nervous." She shook her head and laughed.For two consecutive days, I was somewhat distracted. Just thinking about that paternity test, which could determine my future and negate my past 26 years of life, was overwhelming.It could erase every moment of my parents' love in my memories.I had no sense of security.It felt like I had gone from being a person with roots and a foundation
The urgency and anger that had marked Mrs. Shaw's expression two nights ago were replaced by a light, mocking smile."The report was supposed to come out today. Where is it?""Coming right up." Frank tossed out those two words.Mrs. Shaw turned to me with a sneer. "Ms. Wilson, when the report comes out, I have just one request, never set foot in the Shaw family's house again! You've caused chaos in this household.""Shut up!" shouted Madam Shaw, then gave me a reassuring glance. "Charlotte, don't feel burdened. I’m here with you.""Okay."Hearing those final three words, I felt an inexplicable sense of relief. It was as if no matter what happened, I wouldn't be facing it alone. Even if I truly was Lily and returned to the Shaw family, I would still have Grandma.Mrs. Shaw sneered disdainfully. "Mom, don't waste your efforts with such sentimental nonsense. She can't possibly be Lily.""You're so sure. Have you already seen the results?" asked Frank, sounding somewhat puzzled.M
"Yes, ma’am," the butler responded promptly.Clearly, this "Lily" was indeed a fake.“Lily” panicked. Her dark eyes glistened with tears as she glanced at me, then at Madam Shaw and Bethany. Finally, she collapsed to her knees in front of Frank."Mr. Smith, please spare me!!""I shouldn't have been so deluded, shouldn't have tried to pass myself off as someone else..."Frank, who usually had little patience for others, frowned. "Go beg whoever sent you here.""I..."As her eyes wandered to look elsewhere, Madam Shaw barked, "Flint, hurry up and get her out of here! Mom, if it were up to me, I'd say get rid of her and send her back where she came from."Madam Shaw's eyes narrowed with sharp intent, but she did not respond directly to the woman's pleas. She only looked at Frank."Frank, I assume the report from overseas is already available?""It's out and will be here soon."Frank nodded and checked his watch. "Five minutes.""Good." Madam Shaw sighed in relief.During the
Frank quickly caught Madam Shaw and said to the butler, "Flint, do we have an ambulance?""Yes, it's already at the gate."Flint had already called the medical team when he saw Madam Shaw spitting blood. They were initially prepared for any emergencies concerning “Lily”.Unexpectedly, it was now put to use.Madam Shaw was taken to the ambulance, and I rode in Frank's car to the hospital.By the time we arrived, Madam Shaw had already been taken into the emergency room.My emotions were complex. I wanted to cry but couldn't. More than anything, I felt panic and fear.The sound of hurried footsteps approached.Members of the Shaw family had also arrived.Bethany rushed over and forcefully shoved me aside, her face filled with hatred."Charlotte, what more do you want to do? You're just a disaster!"I steadied myself and looked at her coldly, "It's my grandmother who's in trouble. What I do is none of your business."Perhaps I had hesitated before, but at this moment, I had no
This was the Shaw family's own hospital. The doctor quickly approached Mr. Shaw and said, "Mr. Shaw, Madam Shaw's condition is not a recurrence of an old illness but rather poisoning.""Poisoning?" Mr. Shaw's face changed dramatically.The expressions on Frank's and my faces also darkened.Grandma hadn't gone anywhere these past few days. She had just stayed at the Shaw family's residence waiting for results.And now, she had been poisoned at the Shaw family's residence..."What kind of poison is it? What is Grandma's current condition?" asked Frank."It's still being tested. For now, we can only confirm that it is toxic and will rapidly damage the nervous system and liver and kidneys," the doctor replied. "Moreover, according to the senior experts in the lab, if the antidote is administered within half an hour, it shouldn't cause major issues. But Madam Shaw is already beyond that time frame. Although she was brought here in time and there's no immediate threat to her life, she
Upon hearing this, Frank's lips curved into a faint smile. His brown eyes fixed on me, and he said softly, yet each word was clear, with a slight rise at the end, "Yes, you are Lily, my fiancee."It was a confirmation, a declaration."Frank..."My thoughts were complex, but a sense of relief arose. "Thank you for never, ever giving up on me."He was always there when I needed him, finding ways to help even when someone else took my place. Everyone else had abandoned me, but he hadn't.He took me to a private restaurant near the Shaw family's residence.The waiter led us to a private room.I realized that the people dining were not just Frank and me.There was also Flint.When he saw us enter, Flint suddenly stood up, looking straight at me. The man, nearly 60, was crying.I saw that he was holding the paternity test report from the foreign hospital.Flint must have read it."Miss Lily!"Hearing this address, I was startled. It wasn't due to unfamiliarity but familiarity.
I lowered my eyes, still reluctant to accept this reality. It even gave me chills.To prevent me from returning to the Shaw family, she actually poisoned Grandma.Compared to her and Mr. Shaw, I preferred the parents from my childhood memories who would hold me in their palms. But fate played a cruel trick on me. I was just a substitute for someone else.Frank suddenly asked, "Does the hospital still have records from the obstetrics and gynecology department from that time? Were there any familiar faces from the Shaw family who gave birth during those days?"Flint shook his head. "It's too long ago. We can't find that information."After finishing the meal, I still wanted to go back to the hospital. Frank disagreed. "It's unnecessary. That's the Shaw family's hospital, and Grandma will have a professional medical team taking care of her. If you go, you won't be able to help Grandma and will only waste your energy arguing with Bethany.""But..."I was feeling very unsettled. It
Jordan and Whitney chatted casually.Most of the time, it was Jordan doing the talking while Whitney listened.After covering enough about the wedding, they talked about Jordan's work over the past few years.She also mentioned the tangled feelings and past with Westley.When she got to that part, she grew a little curious. "Whitney, before you married Caleb, did you ever like anyone?"Whitney shook her head."What about a secret crush?""Not even that."Whitney rarely talked to others about her past.Zachary only knew because he had looked into her and thought she was perfectly suited to be a pawn.And she had needed to become that pawn—to completely sever ties with her past, achieve her goals, and fulfill her ambitions."I was too busy studying and working to think about anything else."Jordan sensed she didn't want to go further, so she didn't press.Just then, Jane called, saying she and Charlotte would arrive soon and join them for lunch.She relayed the message to W
"We had a meal together before, and I noticed you always seemed to like sweet dishes, so I tried buying some. I was worried it might not suit your taste.""It does, it does." Jordan took a bite of the pudding. "It's delicious. But did you buy anything you like to eat?"Whitney said, "I already had breakfast. I can't eat anymore."Jordan offered a suggestion, "Why not try a bite of this sponge cake? It's a specialty here in Nelana."Whitney really couldn't eat any more. She had a small appetite, a condition built up over the years.If she ate a full meal, she couldn't eat snacks afterward. And if she ate snacks, she would lose her appetite for meals.She had a small stomach.But seeing Jordan looking at her so expectantly, she still picked up a piece of sponge cake and took a bite."It's very good."Jordan smiled and took a big bite of the sponge cake herself."Whitney, you're so good at picking food! This is great!"The old house was a bit remote, but it had a rooftop terrac
Jordan said Whitney would be coming over later.Westley hadn't expected that the first one to get out of bed would actually be Whitney."Just the two of you?" he asked."For now, yes."Jordan glanced at her phone. In the group chat, it was just her and Whitney talking—no response yet from Jane or Charlotte.She more or less knew why Jane hadn't responded, but Charlotte too?Still, it didn't really matter. There weren't any specific plans for today anyway.She hadn't known Whitney was coming, so it was a nice surprise."Maybe my sister will text me around noon. We can decide what to do then.""You." She pointed at Westley. "You are not allowed to show up in front of me again after breakfast."Westley nodded. "Got it."After buying food, Whitney told Caleb, "I'm going to find Jordan. You can go handle your stuff. I'll be staying at her place until the wedding."Caleb leaned against the elevator wall, his voice low and lazy. "You're telling me what to do?"Whitney wasn't in a
She replied with an emoji, then looked for her girls in the group chat to ask them out for food.Their group chat had a new member now—Whitney.And it was Whitney who replied to her."I'm already eating at the hotel. Do you want to come over, or should I bring something to you later?"Whitney had actually had a good night's sleep.Though it was a bit later than her usual habit, she still managed to get up for breakfast.Before, it was always Caleb who brought breakfast to the bedside and fed her, because she simply couldn't get out of bed.Jordan figured she was probably having breakfast with Caleb and decided not to bother her."No need, I'll just eat something nearby. Your hotel isn't close to me."Whitney replied. "I'm heading over later anyway, but I'll probably be a bit late. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat something first. I'll bring you something else."Jordan. "Thanks."Whitney. "No problem."Caleb noticed her holding her phone, her expression much softer, even t
Caleb was thinking that in the future, he could let her drink a little more.Of course, only when he was around.She looked kind of cute like this."I did say that, but didn't you just say you wanted to thank me?"Whitney felt that alcohol really wasn't a good thing.Even when hanging out with Jane and the others, she decided not to drink too much anymore.The rationality and logic that she was so proud of had completely vanished.She had never been as calm in front of Caleb as she was with others.Besides, there was a power imbalance between her and him.If she were sober, she wouldn't have been able to reject him anyway.Let alone now, when her mind was muddled.But maybe because she was muddled, she dared to say things that she didn’t usually dare to say."I just lost my balance earlier, and you helped me. Even if you don't accept verbal gratitude, that doesn't mean I owe you something this big."Caleb saw she could barely stand, so he held her by the waist to keep her
"But your reaction just now didn’t seem like you knew I was here."Jane tried to pull her leg back, but when she couldn't, she slapped him in frustration."It was called acting, understand? I didn't want you to look embarrassed, so I got those two out of the way first."Zachary rubbed her ankle with his thumb, as if he believed her. "Then should I be thanking you—for being so considerate?"Jane couldn't be bothered to argue. "Let go. I want to drink.""I'll drink with you."Meanwhile, Frank held Charlotte close and asked in a low voice, "Did she really know we were here?"Charlotte nodded. "What do you think? You really think Jane would mess around during her marriage? She might be bold, but she has boundaries. But you guys really are annoying."Frank hooked her chin with his thumb. "I knew it. You're being cold to me because you're sick of me. I've said it so many times, and you still wouldn't admit it."After saying that, he picked her up and walked out of the bar.He hadn'
Charlotte nudged him with her elbow, warning him not to stir things up.Jordan truly didn't dare to stay any longer. "Westley, take me home.""Okay." Westley finally got up. "You all take your time. If it gets too late, don't go back to the old house—just find a place to crash.""But..." Jordan suddenly felt like leaving wasn't such a good idea. "Maybe I'll stay and play a bit more."Westley simply dragged her out."Jane and Zachary...""You can't control what they do, so why bother worrying over nothing?"Jordan was settled into the passenger seat, her seatbelt fastened firmly.She didn't resist, mostly because she felt what Westley said made sense.Jane was way more capable than she was. This kind of minor drama would be easy for her to handle.Plus, with the smart and composed Charlotte around—It was better if she didn't add to the chaos.Once Westley got into the driver's seat, she asked, "Why did you guys show up? Especially you—didn't you say no seeing each other a w
But it was just a polite gesture—if they had been singing inside, they wouldn't have heard her anyway.So after knocking, she pushed the door open and went in.Charlotte and the others followed to take a look.When they saw the scene inside, they gasped.The four men from home were sitting around a cards table, all eyes on the door, each with a different expression.Zachary looked at Jane, who entered first, and said with a smile, "Honey, pick someone you like and give him a kiss."Jane took a step back and bumped into Charlotte's arms.That was when she noticed the big screen beside them—it was showing their own private room."You were watching us?"Zachary tapped the cards on the table with his long fingers, still smiling."If we weren't watching, how would we get to enjoy such an entertaining scene?"They had all been drinking.Whitney didn't hold her liquor well. She was already a little dazed. Although the room was fairly bright, everything seemed a little off to her.
Caleb didn't respond. Instead, he looked at Westley and played a card.Westley won.And it was a big pot as well.He cocked his brows. "Is this your wedding gift to me, Caleb?"Caleb asked, "Your wedding—Dr. Greyson won't be absent, will he? I heard you two are very close. You've been at death's door multiple times, and he's the one who saved you."Westley nodded. "Theoretically, yes. But I'm not sure if he might have some emergency.""Besides, it's not like you, Caleb, can't reach him. You helped him last time. It's impossible he'd ignore you now."Caleb could contact Carter, but if he did, it would mean helping Carter meet Mandy.He had no interest in meddling in romantic matters—too troublesome.But he couldn't get in touch with Tanner at all.Technically, there was no real need for him to attend Westley's wedding.Even if Whitney was invited by Jane, he himself wasn't obligated.He simply wanted to go, hoping to "accidentally" run into Carter.That way, it wouldn't loo