Emma had just buried her mother when Mason, her stepfather, surprised her with terrible news: "A man has bought you and is going to make you his wife." Even before she can flee, she receives a severe blow, and when she wakes up hours later, she is in a giant house, marriage certificate in hand. Emma even thinks that the idea of marrying Gregory is better than living next door to Mason and continuing to suffer his abuse. However, Emma can't stand being treated with contempt while her husband only thinks about cheating on her and using her as a bargaining chip. Emma flees the abuse, but when Gregory realizes that his wife is carrying the heir of his dreams, he vows to hunt her to the ends of the earth.
View MoreGregory.A trip for me and Emma.I didn’t understand why I was excited, but I started packing my clothes to leave. I could hear Emma’s voice coming from the living room—she sounded happy, and her laughter filled my ears.When my phone rang, I didn’t feel like answering. I just wanted to keep listening to her voice, but the name on the screen made me stop everything and pick up the call.“What do you want?”“I’m at your doorstep waiting for you,” Mason’s voice was threatening. “And if you don’t come out, I’ll break into your house. I’m sure that Emma won’t like to see me.”I dropped the phone on the bed and rushed down the stairs, slipping out the door. It had been days since I last saw Mason—I had even thought he had forgotten his threats—but there he was again, making my life a little more difficult. There was no security around; I had dismissed all the staff, so I had to deal with Mason alone this time.My urgency in leaving the house caught Emma’s attention—not just hers, but also
EmmaGregory lifted me and held me in his arms. I sighed, startled. He carried me up the stairs until he stopped in front of our room, opened the door, and gently placed me on the bed. Thereafter, he looked at me as if calculating his words and finally said,“I’m going to call Samantha to help you take a bath,” he said, agitated, turning his back to me.“Gregory…”“Don’t say that near me again,” his eyes widened as he turned to look at me. There were tears in them. “I would rather not hear you say you’re dying when I’m here doing everything possible to save you.”I realized how much my words had hurt him. Immediately, Gregory turned his back and left. I remembered Helena’s words, saying that Gregory was committed to finding a cure for me. And he really was, even though I didn’t believe it was possible.Maybe by accepting reality, the pain would become smaller.Samantha entered the room a few minutes later. She had a strange expression on her face, as if she had seen something but coul
GregoryHelena had gone to visit Emma. She asked me to stay outside and wait because she had something important to tell me. I did as she asked, even though I felt like an idiot for not going into that room and making sure Emma was okay.Lia said she was fine, but she seemed moody. It was certainly because of me. I had spent the last few hours dedicated to researching the best hospitals and specialists who could save Emma’s life, using that as a perfect excuse not to have to see her.“Cancer treatment is the same all over the world, Mr. Gregory,” the doctor from Spain told me via video call. “There is not much to be done in these cases other than surgery and treatment.”There was no one who could guarantee Emma’s survival, and that was killing me. I wouldn’t give up so easily. I didn’t want to lose Emma now that I had realized how much I wanted her by my side.Not only that, but I glued my eyes to the laptop screen, and I sat on that hard bench for hours, so I didn’t see my grandmothe
EmmaMy hands were trembling. I stared blankly, wavering between anger and the urge to see Gregory again. I didn’t understand him. He said he loved me, and the next second, he disappeared.As I searched for an answer, Samantha entered the room, looking concerned.“Emma, are you okay?” She approached, examining my face. “You look different.”I smiled nervously, trying to hide how upset I was.“I’m great! She stared at me.”“I have no idea,” she said, then looked away. As if remembering something important, she added, “Mr. Gregory already spoke to the doctor about that. You don’t need to worry.”“Gregory is here?” I stammered in shock. “I mean, he’s at the hospital?”Samantha tilted her head, then looked back at me strangely, as if my words were incomprehensible to her.“Mr. Gregory has been here the whole time.” She moved closer again. “Are you sure you’re okay?”I slowly nodded, confirming her question. But deep down inside of me, everything was confused. Samantha insisted that Gregor
Emma.I was standing, leaning against the bed, looking at the closed door through which Gregory had just passed? I kept hearing his voice in my head all the time as he repeated the words, “I love you.”My defensive system was on high alert now, and my messy thoughts told me that Gregory was lying. I had lived beside him for two and a half years, and that man had never shown any affection for me—only disdain. And now he was saying he loved me? What were the odds of me believing that?I saw Lia enter the room, and something forced me to erase my worried expression. She came toward me smiling, as if she knew something I didn’t. Her gaze remained fixed on me until I lay down and closed my eyes.“Don’t pretend you’re sleeping,” she pressed her mouth to my ear and whispered, “Why do you act like this every time you see your husband?”I jumped out of bed, my heart racing, and looked into her eyes. The aroma of coffee filled my nostrils as she sipped the liquid.“What did Gregory say to you?”
Gregory.Emma disliked what happened. I was still holding her, but she struggled to break free from me.“I didn’t say any of that,” she kept refusing.“I heard you very well say that you love me.” I pulled her even closer against my body.I had no intention of letting her go. My body was begging to kiss her lips again, and I mentioned that I would do so when I tilted my face toward hers—but Emma turned her face away.“Why are you doing this?” She stopped fighting against me, but she didn’t look into my eyes when she asked the question.I had the words on the tip of my tongue, but they never came to life. They hid in my mouth, forcing me to retreat. I let go of Emma and regretted no longer feeling the warmth of her body. Who was I trying to fool? How long would I refuse to accept my attraction to the woman I had bought like an object?She looked into my eyes, and I saw a flicker of disappointment escape from them. She would never forgive me for the harm I had caused her heart. What cha
Emma.I kept looking at Gregory for a long time, simulating his question and the answer I should give. My throat went dry, and the words simply wouldn’t come out of my lips.“Why are you asking this question?” My thoughts suddenly came to life.“Just answer what I asked.”Now, he was looking at me with that icy stare, and there wasn’t a trace of emotion on his face. I became even more confused.“There has to be a reason for the question.” I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at him firmly.Gregory lowered his head and remained silent. A few days ago, I noticed that he seemed as if he wanted to tell me something. He had been restless; sometimes, I would catch him looking at me so intensely that I even thought Gregory was about to strip my soul bare. I noticed something different about him, but I refused to believe this change concerned me.This question only fueled my doubts even more. I had never hated anyone, so why would Gregory think I hated him?“I already told you my reason
Gregory.My feet automatically carried me in Edward’s direction to get him out of there, and I didn’t see when Emma got up and approached him.“Let him stay,” she said, and my feet froze instantly. It was the loving look Edward gave Emma that made rage consume me.“Emma,” Edward’s sudden gesture of holding Emma’s hand interrupted me. I wanted nothing more than to rip her hand away from his. After everything Edward had done, it was unacceptable for Emma to smile with him around.“If he stays, I stay too,” I declared when she pulled her hand away from Edward. “I am still your husband, and I am here to protect you.”Edward smiled provocatively. Emma closed her eyes and staggered toward the bed, and I rushed to catch her. The vulnerability in her body almost brought me to my knees. I wanted nothing more than to hold and protect her. Before I realized it, Edward had been faster than me, holding her and laying her down on the bed.His action made the blood stop flowing in my veins. Seeing h
Edward.The scene of Gregory causing trouble at the company on the day of the board meeting made my blood boil. I ordered security to go after him, but they came back empty-handed. That memory kept coming and going as the meeting went on, and I couldn’t think of anything else except whether Gregory would take Emma to lunch.My initial plan was to have Grandpa’s inheritance in my hands. I knew the old man would die soon, so I returned to my parents’ hometown. That was when I saw Emma.I had hired a private investigator to look into Gregory’s life as soon as I found out he was married. No one in the media knew the woman’s face, and that sparked a giant curiosity in me. When I first saw Emma’s face, I thought Gregory had good taste. She was beautiful, but she didn’t look happy by his side at all.I knew the entire story—at least I believed I did. I knew Gregory needed to have an heir to secure the inheritance. Not only that, but I knew Emma had been trying to get pregnant for years. And
After hours of pain and sadness, I finished the task of mourning my mother’s body and burying her with her siblings. A feeling of despair enveloped me as I stared at the newly laid headstone, alone in the cemetery. A grumble of protest tore from my throat. There was no one but me to say goodbye to her, not even that horrible man she had called her husband for so long. “At least you’re free of that monster, Mom,” I muttered as I wiped the tears that insisted on falling from my face. I’m going to have to learn to live on my own and face the punishment you left for me.” I was just getting home when hurried footsteps came towards me, making me twist my neck. My heart raced as I came across the figure of some men walking towards where I was. I knew one of those faces well, and I didn’t like seeing him there. “Mason,” my voice escaped in a whisper just as I slowly stood up to look into his eyes. He came closer and closer. “What the hell is that bastard doing here at this hour?” My eye...
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