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Clinton watched as Dianna stood still, refusing to move. Her whiny voice filled the near-empty restaurant. Collins had already struggled to get Loveth home, and now, Dianna was making things just as difficult.“Dianna, we have to go home,” Clinton reasoned, trying to keep his patience.“I don’t have a home,” she mumbled, sinking back into her seat. “That house is too cold. It’s not my home.”“But Phillip is there,” he reminded her, and immediately, her face brightened.“I miss him so much—my little baby,” she said, wrapping her arms around herself.Then, out of nowhere, she burst into laughter. With the restaurant now empty, Clinton was at least grateful that there wouldn’t be a scandal in the news the next morning.“Are we really going on a honeymoon?” she asked suddenly, her brown eyes fixed on him.He nodded, but her expression shifted into a frown. “Nothing’s going to happen there, right? You don’t want me... I disgust you.”“Dianna, stop this and let’s go,” Clinton urged, but she
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Dianna stirred awake, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath her. She slowly sat up, blinking as she took in her surroundings. Her dress from last night was still on her, slightly wrinkled.How did she end up here? The thought crossed her mind as she placed her feet on the floor. But the moment she tried to stand, a sharp headache struck, forcing her back onto the bed.“Ouch,” she muttered, pressing a hand to her temple.Fragments of last night’s events flashed through her mind. "I don't have a home. The house is too cold for me. It is not my home." The memory of her own words made her head throb even more.How much had she said? Had she embarrassed herself in front of Clinton?Shaking off the thoughts, she slowly made her way to the bathroom, letting the cool water wash away the remnants of the night before. Feeling somewhat refreshed, she changed into a simple white top and blue shorts before heading toward the living room.The smell of food drifted from the kitchen, making her
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Dianna had been avoiding Clinton ever since that night at the restaurant, hesitant to face him. But she knew she couldn't keep running, especially when he was making every effort to talk to her.Now, they were on a plane heading to their honeymoon, yet Clinton still hadn’t revealed their destination. She wanted to ask but didn’t know how.He sat a short distance away, focused on his laptop, while she pretended to read a novel. Their eyes met briefly before she quickly shifted her gaze back to the book, though nothing she read seemed to sink in.“Are you alright? Do you need anything?” His voice broke through her thoughts.Looking up, she saw that he had closed his laptop and was now standing beside her. Before she could answer, her stomach let out a loud rumble. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.“I think I’m hungry,” she admitted.Clinton smiled, settled into the seat next to her, and pressed a button. "I need a flight attendant here now," he instructed.Within moments, a flight
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Dianna found herself in her cramped kitchen, gazing at the device in her hand. She had just uncovered twenty eight missed calls from her sister, Dianna. Instead of calling her back, she moved to the fridge and retrieved the leftover boiled rice she had prepared that morning. She must have silenced her phone during work; the day had been a whirlwind of dashing out the door, getting caught in the downpour, and accepting a ride from a coworker. Now, back in her apartment, the missed calls loomed heavily in her thoughts.After taking a deep breath, Dianna finally decided to return her sister’s call. The phone connected, and Clinton's voice greeted her immediately.“Daphne, you've called me twenty eight times?” Dianna grabbed a fork, her fingers trembling slightly. “Daphne, I told you I'm not coming home for the get-together party.”“Dianna, it’s Clinton.” The fork halted mid-air as Dianna felt her stomach plummet.Clinton was the last person she wanted to speak with. “Why are you using Da
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One Year later. Dianna gazed at the vacant room, letting out a deep sigh. Marrying her sister's husband was never her intention, and it certainly wasn't a wise choice. She headed to the bathroom, taking off her wedding dress and changing into her pajamas, the soft fabric soothing against her skin. Sitting down in front of the dresser, she gently took out the pins from her hair, her fingers shaking slightly as she washed away her makeup. The image in the mirror revealed a woman tormented by conflicting feelings, lost in memories from just a month prior to her wedding. ****** Her mother urgently summoned her to Washington, a call that whisked Dianna away from work into an unforeseen tempest. Upon her arrival, she found herself in a tense gathering that included Clinton’s family and her own. Seeing Clinton, weariness etched on his features, pulled at her heart. Despite the tension, she felt a flicker of compassion for him. “I do not understand why everyone is here,” Clinton
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Dianna pressed her hands to her chest, taken aback by the unexpected tension. She opened the door to find Clinton standing there, still in his wedding suit. Their eyes briefly locked before his gaze dropped to her pajamas. “Why are you still awake? Is there something you need?” she asked, attempting to keep her voice steady. His eyes lingered on her outfit, and she noticed a flicker of a feeling—anger or maybe sorrow. “Why are you wearing your sister's clothes?” he questioned, his voice icy. “Hey, please stop it. I’m not wearing her clothes,” Dianna quickly refuted, feeling a lump rise in her throat. His face set into a hard expression. “What do you mean? Do you think I'm dumb? First, you took her family, and now you’re taking her shirts?” The accusation hit hard, and tears began to form in her eyes. “What are you trying to say? The clothes are mine,” she shot back, raising her voice as she met his stare. For an instant, his eyes left the fabric, locking onto hers, revealing
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Dianna walked to the kitchen, Clinton's last words from her mother's office echoing in her mind as she prepared Phillip's supper."No, Olivia did not die in an accident." What did that even mean? "She was killed." The words stuck with her, stirring in confusion.Her mother and Clinton had always said Olivia had been in the hospital, fighting to live. So how had she died? And why would someone kill her?Who in the world would want Daphne dead? She was everyone's favorite. She was everybody's favorite.With the mind reeling, a headache was produced, accompanied by sudden dizziness. Lurching out to grab herself, she overturned the kettle of boiling water in her haste.“Augh!" she shrieked in pain as the hot water poured down her waist. Frustrated in holding back tears, she dashed towards the bathroom and turned on the shower without undressing.A sigh of relief escaped her lips as the running water eased the burn. Relief was immediate, but the pain remained. Puzzled, she barely noticed h
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A knock sounded at the door, startling Dianna awake. Her heart thumping in her chest, she sat up with a start, dazed. And then there was the sound—the whimpering of Phillip. His shrill whimpers tugged at her heartstrings as she hurtled towards the door, bewilderment clogging her brain.Why was he crying? Was he hurt? Did he fall? These were all questions that flashed across her mind as she opened the door.Clinton stood there, Phillip in his arms, his small face smeared with tears."What's wrong with him?" Dianna asked at once, reaching out for the child."He just woke up crying," Clinton answered bluntly as he transferred Phillip into her arms.As if he was aware of her being there, Phillip's sobs gradually gave way to soft hiccups. He held on to her, his small hands wrapping around her nightwear.“Why were you crying, my champ?" she whispered tenderly, scooping him up with Clinton standing behind her. The room felt more cramped with Clinton there, his eyes flitting about the room b
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Dianna had been avoiding Clinton ever since that night at the restaurant, hesitant to face him. But she knew she couldn't keep running, especially when he was making every effort to talk to her.Now, they were on a plane heading to their honeymoon, yet Clinton still hadn’t revealed their destination. She wanted to ask but didn’t know how.He sat a short distance away, focused on his laptop, while she pretended to read a novel. Their eyes met briefly before she quickly shifted her gaze back to the book, though nothing she read seemed to sink in.“Are you alright? Do you need anything?” His voice broke through her thoughts.Looking up, she saw that he had closed his laptop and was now standing beside her. Before she could answer, her stomach let out a loud rumble. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.“I think I’m hungry,” she admitted.Clinton smiled, settled into the seat next to her, and pressed a button. "I need a flight attendant here now," he instructed.Within moments, a flight
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Dianna stirred awake, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath her. She slowly sat up, blinking as she took in her surroundings. Her dress from last night was still on her, slightly wrinkled.How did she end up here? The thought crossed her mind as she placed her feet on the floor. But the moment she tried to stand, a sharp headache struck, forcing her back onto the bed.“Ouch,” she muttered, pressing a hand to her temple.Fragments of last night’s events flashed through her mind. "I don't have a home. The house is too cold for me. It is not my home." The memory of her own words made her head throb even more.How much had she said? Had she embarrassed herself in front of Clinton?Shaking off the thoughts, she slowly made her way to the bathroom, letting the cool water wash away the remnants of the night before. Feeling somewhat refreshed, she changed into a simple white top and blue shorts before heading toward the living room.The smell of food drifted from the kitchen, making her
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Clinton watched as Dianna stood still, refusing to move. Her whiny voice filled the near-empty restaurant. Collins had already struggled to get Loveth home, and now, Dianna was making things just as difficult.“Dianna, we have to go home,” Clinton reasoned, trying to keep his patience.“I don’t have a home,” she mumbled, sinking back into her seat. “That house is too cold. It’s not my home.”“But Phillip is there,” he reminded her, and immediately, her face brightened.“I miss him so much—my little baby,” she said, wrapping her arms around herself.Then, out of nowhere, she burst into laughter. With the restaurant now empty, Clinton was at least grateful that there wouldn’t be a scandal in the news the next morning.“Are we really going on a honeymoon?” she asked suddenly, her brown eyes fixed on him.He nodded, but her expression shifted into a frown. “Nothing’s going to happen there, right? You don’t want me... I disgust you.”“Dianna, stop this and let’s go,” Clinton urged, but she
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Clinton slammed his fist on the desk, running a frustrated hand through his hair.This feeling was foreign to him. He had never experienced anything like this before—jealousy, possessiveness. The very thought of that man being close to Dianna was enough to drive him insane.Every time he saw Collins near her, touching her, making her smile, it sent rage coursing through him. He despised the way Collins looked at her, the way he spoke to her, and most of all, how he managed to make her laugh so effortlessly."Arghhh," he growled, hitting the desk again. She was supposed to smile for him, not Collins. Why didn't she ever look at him that way? Why didn't she smile when he spoke?‘Because you never smile at her,’ a voice in his head taunted.‘I do,’ he argued back.‘Oh, you mean that arrogant smirk you always throw at her?’Clinton rolled his eyes in annoyance.‘And now you're even rolling your eyes like her. You're completely lovesick.’That was enough.“Shut up,” he muttered, forcing th
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The moment Loveth glanced at the ring on her finger, admiration filled her eyes. “I love my ring so much. It’s beautiful,” she murmured, tilting her hand under the light.Dianna smiled at her friend’s excitement. “It really is. Collins was worried you might not like it.”Loveth scoffed playfully, settling onto the bed and facing her. “I would’ve loved anything he picked for me.”“I know you would,” Dianna teased, giving her a knowing look. “You’re head over heels for him, after all.”Loveth’s expression shifted as she studied Dianna’s face. “Are you okay?” Her tone turned serious.Dianna frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”“You look... different,” Loveth said, tilting her head. “I don’t know. You smile, but it doesn’t quite reach your eyes.”“I’m fine,” Dianna assured her, brushing off the concern. “Just trying to adjust to everything.”Loveth didn’t seem convinced, but she didn’t push. Instead, she suddenly brightened. “Let’s go on a double date!” she suggested excitedly. “I haven’
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The next morning, the house buzzed with activity. Collins was brimming with energy, moving from one task to another to ensure everything was perfect. Fresh flowers arrived, the guest room was tidied, and the cook prepared a special meal. With the nanny taking care of Phillip, Dianna found time to assist Collins.“Dianna, do you think this looks good?” he asked, holding up a vase filled with white lilies.“They’re beautiful,” she assured him, amused by how nervous he was.“Not as beautiful as her,” he murmured with a dreamy look, making Dianna laugh.“You’re completely hopeless,” she teased.“Hopelessly in love,” he shot back with a grin that was impossible to resist.She wanted to tease him further, but an ache stirred inside her. Pushing it aside, she focused on helping him instead.Dianna had asked Clinton if she could use the house to welcome her friend, Loveth, and he had given a stiff reply, merely stating that she should not disturb him.Well, that was exactly what she planned to
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Dianna gripped the dishcloth tightly, trying to steady her trembling hands. "You need to stop this," she said, pushing past Clinton to put some distance between them."Stop what?" he asked, his voice calm and measured, almost as if he had planned his response."This," she gestured between them, frustration leaking into her tone. "Whatever game you're playing. One moment, you're cold and distant, and the next, you're doing this."Clinton didn’t move, but his sharp gaze locked onto her, making her feel trapped. "Maybe I’m not the only one playing games, Dianna."Her grip on the dishcloth tightened. "What is that supposed to mean?""I’m not the one who invited another man into the house without asking," he stated, his voice edged with irritation. "He's always around you, so tell me, what game are you playing?"Dianna let out a short, disbelieving laugh. "He's my friend. Just a friend," she emphasized. "You know what? Think whatever you want."Turning back to the sink, she tried to focus
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Dianna couldn't sleep the entire night. The memory of Clinton's lips on hers and the way his hands had felt against her skin lingered, refusing to fade. What unsettled her the most was her own reaction—she had responded to him, and that realization shook her to the core.She shouldn't have let him see how much he affected her. Every time she had opened herself up to him, she had only ended up hurt in the end.With sleep eluding her, she got up early to prepare breakfast. She had already told the nanny and the cook not to come until later that morning.As she was finishing up, Clinton entered the kitchen. She caught his presence from the corner of her eye."Good morning," he greeted, heading straight for the refrigerator."Good morning," she replied, trying to push aside the thoughts of the previous night.She avoided looking at him, though his presence was all she could think about. Once he had grabbed whatever he needed, he left the kitchen, and she let out a breath of relief. She wa
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Clinton’s gaze remained fixed on Dianna as he processed her words.“I tried calling you yesterday, but I couldn't get through,” she said, her tone steady. “I hope you don’t have a problem with Collins staying here.”“You should have informed me before letting a stranger into the house,” he replied, his voice firm.Her brows furrowed at his response. “Collins isn’t a stranger, Clinton. And this house belongs to both of us. I have every right to invite whoever I want,” she said in one breath, her voice carrying an edge.He raised an eyebrow, studying her. She lowered her gaze. “I need to finish up in the kitchen,” she muttered, effectively dismissing him before he could respond.Something about her demeanor felt off—tense, distant. She wasn’t meeting his eyes or trying to initiate a conversation like she usually did.At least she was keeping her distance. He should have felt relieved, but instead, there was an odd sensation gnawing at him. Shaking off the thought, he headed to his room
