Back at the Cooper estate, Sylvia immediately got to work redecorating Bennettâs room. She replaced everything, from the bedding to the toothbrush and towels in the bathroom. Even Bennettâs old, well-worn slippers were thrown out, replaced with pink and blue couples' slippers. It wasnât just the slippers, nearly every toiletry in the room was swapped for matching items in a coupleâs set. Sylvia busied herself around the room, arranging and tidying with a sense of purpose, while Bennett stood silently in the corner, watching her. Heâd always been used to living alone. Now, suddenly, there was this womanâhis wife, no lessâtaking over his space. He wasnât quite sure how to feel about it. When his father called him to rush back for the wedding, heâd been hesitant. He hadnât met Sylvia before, and the rumors about her were hard to ignore. Supposedly, she had a boyfriend of five years who still hadnât married her. Why would she suddenly agree to marry him? At first, he was relu
The two of them rushed to the hospital, where Nathaniel had just been wheeled out of the operating room, still unconscious. Vivian, still wearing her wedding dress, sat dazedly by the bedside. The moment she saw Sylvia, she lunged at her, her sharp nails nearly scratching Sylviaâs face.âWhy? Why did you have to ruin my wedding with Nathaniel?â Vivian was blocked by Bennett, who held her back as she broke down in tears. âLook at him! Look at Nathaniel lying here unconscious because of you! Look at how he refuses to marry me, how he canât stop thinking about you! Are you happy now?â Ignoring her outburst, Sylvia frowned and walked to Nathanielâs bedside. His complexion was pale and his eyes shut tight. He looked like a lifeless shell. "Will a successful surgery guarantee his recovery?"âSylvia, SylviaâĶâ Despite his eyes remaining closed, Nathaniel called out Sylviaâs name, his face twisted in pain. His hands flailed weakly in the air, as though desperately trying to grasp somet
The moment Nathaniel saw Bennett, his face darkened instantly. âWhat are you doing here, Bennett?â âIsnât it obvious?â Bennett crossed his arms, his gaze cold as he stared at the man in front of him. âNathaniel Sinclair, right? Sylvia turned down every single proposal from the Cooper family because of you?â âShe rejected your proposalsâĶ because of me?â Nathanielâs guilt deepened. For years, he had assumed that Sylviaâs lack of romantic prospects meant no one else wanted her. He never once considered that sheâd already had a suitorâone who was far more accomplished than he was, a high-ranking military officer no less. At that moment, he realized just how utterly wrong he had been. If he could go back, he would never have agreed to marry Vivian. âAll right, since youâre awake now, my wife and I will head home to rest,â Bennett said dismissively, not bothering to argue further. When he saw Sylvia stepping out of the restroom, he grabbed her hand, his tone firm. âLetâs go h
After Sylvia left, Nathaniel felt like his life was falling apart. He tried to get out of bed, but the nurse blocked his way. "Mr. Sinclair, you are not fully recovered, and your body is still weak. You should stay in bed." âI need to find Sylvia! Get out of my way! I need to see her!â âThe young lady who stayed with you last night? She already left with her husband,â the nurse replied. That one word âhusbandâ brought Nathaniel to an abrupt halt. Husband?Then it struck him that Sylvia was married. She really got married. She had married another man. 'No! As long as they havenât registered their marriage, it doesnât count!' he thought. âHeâs not her husband! Iâm her husband! Iâm the one she belongs to!â Nathaniel shouted. The nurse, at a loss for how to handle his outburst, could only stand by helplessly. At that moment, Vivian rushed into the room, her excitement barely contained. âNathaniel, Iâm pregnant!â It was like a bolt of lightning struck him. Nathani
âNathaniel, do you even know what youâre saying? The child Iâm carrying is yoursâyour own flesh and blood! And yet youâre telling me to get rid of it?â Nathaniel raised his cold, emotionless gaze, his expression as detached as if he were a machine without a shred of feeling. "Technically, itâs not a child yet. Itâs less than a month oldâjust a cluster of cells," he said, his tone cold and detached, the cruel words cutting like a blade.âCells?â Vivian staggered back in disbelief, shaking her head. She couldnât fathom how he could say something so heartless. âNathaniel, thatâs your child! How can you talk about it like this?â âChild? What child?â Nathanielâs friends walked in just then, their eyes landing on Vivianâs tear-streaked face. It didnât take long for them to put the pieces together. âNathaniel, are you telling us you and Vivian already have a child?â Vivian grabbed one of them by the arm out of desperation and dropped to her knees. âHelp me, please! I donât know
When Vivian woke up, she found herself in a regular hospital room. Her stomach felt hollow, emptyâthe baby was gone. Nathaniel had sent someone to deliver a bank card. âThereâs one million dollars in here. Mr. Sinclair asked us to give it to you.â Staring at the card, Vivian felt an icy chill seep into her heart. âOne million dollars?â She scoffed bitterly. âIt was just two hundred thousand dollars before. Looks like my worth shot up after losing the baby.ââAnd,â the man added, âMr. Sinclair also bought you a plane ticket. Itâs for this afternoon.â âThis afternoon?â Vivian let out a cold laugh, disbelief twisting her face. Did Nathaniel hate her that much? She had just undergone surgery, and he was already desperate to make her disappear from his life. âI want to see him.ââApologies, but Mr. Sinclair made it clear that he wonât see you.â With that, the man locked the hospital room door behind him. âWhen itâs time, Iâll escort you to the airport.â Vivian clutched t
The air at the stables was fresh, and the wide, open surroundings lifted Sylviaâs mood considerably. âCome here.â The man standing not far away waved at her with a smile, and for a moment, Sylvia found herself in a daze. Bennett, effortlessly charismatic and undeniably striking, carried an air of elegance in every movement. Clad in riding gear, with the reins of a pony in one hand and a faint smile playing on his lips, he drew attention like a magnet.Nearby, a group of young women was utterly captivated. Phones were whipped out, cameras snapping away as they admired Bennett with dreamy expressions. Some even mustered the courage to approach him, asking for his number or his social media. Sylvia frowned, her good mood evaporating in an instant. She strode up to the nearest woman, took the phone from her hand, and entered a string of digits before handing it back. âThere. His number.â âThank you!â the woman said, beaming as if sheâd won the lottery before happily skippin
Nathanielâs chest tightened with fury, the sight before him igniting a fire he could barely contain.âBennett Cooper, let her go! I wonât let you touch her!â He lunged forward, intent on pulling the two apart. Bennett effortlessly sidestepped him, and Nathaniel lost his balance, stumbling and falling hard to the ground. He rolled awkwardly before finally coming to a stop, looking utterly humiliated. The crowd around them, drawn to the commotion, began whispering and pointing at him. âServes him right. Betraying someone and now acting all regretful. Whatâs the point?â âToo little, too late! If he really cared, he wouldnât have screwed it up in the first place.âBennett glanced at Nathaniel and let out a mocking laugh. âMr. Sinclair, let me warn you one last timeâstay away from Sylvia. Sheâs my wife now and will be for the rest of her life. Youâll never get her back!â Struggling to his feet, Nathaniel retorted through gritted teeth, âA marriage can end in divorce! Donât get c
After she left, a figure slowly stepped out from behind the pillar. Watching Sylvia walk away, Nathaniel felt his heart twist as if it were being torn apart. He loved her deeply. He couldnât forget her no matter how hard he tried. But now, she hated him, refusing to even look at him. However, Nathaniel wasnât ready to give up. He made up his mind to wait for her, no matter how long it took. During the month she was away, Nathaniel changed a great deal. He tried to become the man he thought she deserved, hoping for another chance. Finally, on the day Sylvia returned, Nathaniel rushed to the airport as soon as he heard the news, only to discover she was already gone.He hadnât seen her in over a month, and the longing was unbearable. Unbeknownst to him, Sylviaâs first stop after landing wasnât home but the hospital. When Nathaniel received word of her location, he drove straight to the hospital. But when he arrived, he was greeted by the sight of Sylvia walking out of a doc
"I want her to come out and see me. I want her to come home with me.â"Thatâs not happening," Bennett replied flatly, pulling out his phone. "If you donât leave, Iâm calling the cops." "Go ahead, call them! Sylvia wonât let me get dragged off to jail. Sheâll come for meâshe always does!""Alright, letâs find out." Without hesitation, he made the call. When the police arrived, Nathaniel was still shouting Sylviaâs name as they dragged him away. Inside the house, Sylvia sat on the sofa with Bennettâs mother, the two of them engrossed in a lively discussion about a melodramatic romance show playing on TV. They were laughing and chatting animatedly when Sylviaâs phone buzzed. It was the police. "Miss Garner, do you know a Mr. Nathaniel Sinclair? Heâs intoxicated and causing a disturbance. Could you come down to the station?" Sylvia glanced up at Bennett, instantly understanding who had called them. She spoke calmly into the phone. "Iâm sorry, Officer, but I donât know him."
But Bennett restrained himself, driving the car to a pharmacy and parking outside. Moments later, he returned, opened the passenger door, and gently pulled off Sylviaâs sock. She looked at him in confusion. âWhat are you doing?â âChecking your ankle. Didnât you say it was twisted? If itâs swollen, it could get worse.â âThank you.â Sylviaâs heart stirred as she watched his careful movements. Acting on impulse, she leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. That light, fleeting kiss was enough to make Bennettâs face flush all the way to the tips of his ears. For all his teasing confidence, being kissed by her left him flustered, unsure of how to respond. Sylvia chuckled at his reaction. âWell, well, the great General Cooper is actually blushing?â âIâm not blushing,â he said, quickly looking away as he massaged her ankle. She let out a soft cry of surprise. âAh!â Bennett immediately froze, panic flashing across his face. âDid that hurt?â âNo, itâs fine,â
Nathanielâs chest tightened with fury, the sight before him igniting a fire he could barely contain.âBennett Cooper, let her go! I wonât let you touch her!â He lunged forward, intent on pulling the two apart. Bennett effortlessly sidestepped him, and Nathaniel lost his balance, stumbling and falling hard to the ground. He rolled awkwardly before finally coming to a stop, looking utterly humiliated. The crowd around them, drawn to the commotion, began whispering and pointing at him. âServes him right. Betraying someone and now acting all regretful. Whatâs the point?â âToo little, too late! If he really cared, he wouldnât have screwed it up in the first place.âBennett glanced at Nathaniel and let out a mocking laugh. âMr. Sinclair, let me warn you one last timeâstay away from Sylvia. Sheâs my wife now and will be for the rest of her life. Youâll never get her back!â Struggling to his feet, Nathaniel retorted through gritted teeth, âA marriage can end in divorce! Donât get c
The air at the stables was fresh, and the wide, open surroundings lifted Sylviaâs mood considerably. âCome here.â The man standing not far away waved at her with a smile, and for a moment, Sylvia found herself in a daze. Bennett, effortlessly charismatic and undeniably striking, carried an air of elegance in every movement. Clad in riding gear, with the reins of a pony in one hand and a faint smile playing on his lips, he drew attention like a magnet.Nearby, a group of young women was utterly captivated. Phones were whipped out, cameras snapping away as they admired Bennett with dreamy expressions. Some even mustered the courage to approach him, asking for his number or his social media. Sylvia frowned, her good mood evaporating in an instant. She strode up to the nearest woman, took the phone from her hand, and entered a string of digits before handing it back. âThere. His number.â âThank you!â the woman said, beaming as if sheâd won the lottery before happily skippin
When Vivian woke up, she found herself in a regular hospital room. Her stomach felt hollow, emptyâthe baby was gone. Nathaniel had sent someone to deliver a bank card. âThereâs one million dollars in here. Mr. Sinclair asked us to give it to you.â Staring at the card, Vivian felt an icy chill seep into her heart. âOne million dollars?â She scoffed bitterly. âIt was just two hundred thousand dollars before. Looks like my worth shot up after losing the baby.ââAnd,â the man added, âMr. Sinclair also bought you a plane ticket. Itâs for this afternoon.â âThis afternoon?â Vivian let out a cold laugh, disbelief twisting her face. Did Nathaniel hate her that much? She had just undergone surgery, and he was already desperate to make her disappear from his life. âI want to see him.ââApologies, but Mr. Sinclair made it clear that he wonât see you.â With that, the man locked the hospital room door behind him. âWhen itâs time, Iâll escort you to the airport.â Vivian clutched t
âNathaniel, do you even know what youâre saying? The child Iâm carrying is yoursâyour own flesh and blood! And yet youâre telling me to get rid of it?â Nathaniel raised his cold, emotionless gaze, his expression as detached as if he were a machine without a shred of feeling. "Technically, itâs not a child yet. Itâs less than a month oldâjust a cluster of cells," he said, his tone cold and detached, the cruel words cutting like a blade.âCells?â Vivian staggered back in disbelief, shaking her head. She couldnât fathom how he could say something so heartless. âNathaniel, thatâs your child! How can you talk about it like this?â âChild? What child?â Nathanielâs friends walked in just then, their eyes landing on Vivianâs tear-streaked face. It didnât take long for them to put the pieces together. âNathaniel, are you telling us you and Vivian already have a child?â Vivian grabbed one of them by the arm out of desperation and dropped to her knees. âHelp me, please! I donât know
After Sylvia left, Nathaniel felt like his life was falling apart. He tried to get out of bed, but the nurse blocked his way. "Mr. Sinclair, you are not fully recovered, and your body is still weak. You should stay in bed." âI need to find Sylvia! Get out of my way! I need to see her!â âThe young lady who stayed with you last night? She already left with her husband,â the nurse replied. That one word âhusbandâ brought Nathaniel to an abrupt halt. Husband?Then it struck him that Sylvia was married. She really got married. She had married another man. 'No! As long as they havenât registered their marriage, it doesnât count!' he thought. âHeâs not her husband! Iâm her husband! Iâm the one she belongs to!â Nathaniel shouted. The nurse, at a loss for how to handle his outburst, could only stand by helplessly. At that moment, Vivian rushed into the room, her excitement barely contained. âNathaniel, Iâm pregnant!â It was like a bolt of lightning struck him. Nathani
The moment Nathaniel saw Bennett, his face darkened instantly. âWhat are you doing here, Bennett?â âIsnât it obvious?â Bennett crossed his arms, his gaze cold as he stared at the man in front of him. âNathaniel Sinclair, right? Sylvia turned down every single proposal from the Cooper family because of you?â âShe rejected your proposalsâĶ because of me?â Nathanielâs guilt deepened. For years, he had assumed that Sylviaâs lack of romantic prospects meant no one else wanted her. He never once considered that sheâd already had a suitorâone who was far more accomplished than he was, a high-ranking military officer no less. At that moment, he realized just how utterly wrong he had been. If he could go back, he would never have agreed to marry Vivian. âAll right, since youâre awake now, my wife and I will head home to rest,â Bennett said dismissively, not bothering to argue further. When he saw Sylvia stepping out of the restroom, he grabbed her hand, his tone firm. âLetâs go h