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I walked out leisurely only after I was done putting on my pearl earrings.Emily seemed a little uncomfortable when she saw me coming downstairs. "Mrs. Palmer, I—""It's fine, Emily, just move in here. I know it takes you three hours just to commute here by bus daily." I took the shoes from the household staff before continuing, "You don't need to feel guilty. I'm happy that you're back too."Julian was taken aback. He was aware that I would tear up whenever Yohan drunkenly called for Emily's name in the past.It wasn't his first time seeing her when she first came to our house last month. He found a photo of her which Yohan had carefully kept in his drawer, and had heard Yohan mumbling her name whenever he was drunk.It gave him the perfect weapon to punish me. However, he was surprised to find that this weapon had lost its effectiveness."I want ice cream! Get me two—no, I want 10 of them!" Julian screamed. Yet, the only reply that came back was the slam of the door.I had bee
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It was raining heavily on that day. Yohan and I were on the highway. Someone called him, and I could hear the voice on the other end clearly. "A group of debt collectors are heading to the Walker residence to cause trouble. They're going after Ms. Walker now."Yohan turned and glanced at me. I knew he wasn't asking for my permission—he was informing me that he would be heading to the Walker residence to look for Emily.We were currently heading in the opposite direction of the Walker residence.I softly said, "Just drop me at the service area up ahead. I'll take a taxi back on my own."Even though I quickly opened my umbrella, I was still soaked through as soon as I got out of the car. The black Bentley sped past, splashing water all over me.It seemed ironic that our expired relationship was met with a rainy day.The old taxi I happened to be in started to skid on the highway. The moment the car lost control, a chill ran through me and I quickly buckled my seatbelt.My heart
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In fact, Yohan had already drafted the divorce agreement on the day of Emily's return. He had been wanting to get a divorce for the longest time, then tried to pursue Emily again.As he wished, I contacted Joshua Ziegler, the Palmers' lawyer, and went to Yohan's company."I agree to the divorce," I said as I looked at him calmly.Yohan seemed surprised.Joshua handed out a copy of the divorce agreement to the both of us. I was quick to put down my signature on the agreement.However, Yohan hesitated just as he was about to sign it. His fingers went white from gripping the pen so tightly.Joshua slowly said, "You can take some time to think it over before signing it, Mr. Palmer."I understand how Yohan felt. It was possible to get attached to a pet dog—what more to me when I have been trailing after him for the past 16 years?"Julian will stay with me," he said as he looked at me tentatively.I nodded—I no longer wanted anything to do with the both of them. Meanwhile, Yohan loo
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I took one last look at the villa before leaving the courtyard. I would never come back again.Tina Carter stood by the door, quietly wiping her tears away as she watched me. "Are you really leaving, Madam?"Tina had been here ever since I moved in. She had been so kind to me, treating me as if I was her own. I figured she would be the only person who would genuinely shed tears for my departure.I held Tina's hands in mine and softly smiled. "This is a good thing for me. You should be congratulating me instead."…Everything was done efficiently on Yohan's side—his assets were transferred to me shortly after.I used the spare money in my account to purchase a 2,000-square-foot loft that caught my eye last month.The previous owner had immigrated, and the place was already renovated in a romantic continental style. I took a liking to it at once—no renovations were needed, and I could even move in on the same day.I quickly signed the agreement and had the movers send all my belo
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I was indeed keen on returning to the company, but I have not been working for the past five years.Samuel placed his cutleries down and looked at me. "You'll get the hang of it quickly with your abilities. Have you forgotten the version of yourself that thrived so brightly in the business world?"My heart was beating wildly. I could still remember the joy I felt when I signed my very first deal.I nodded and agreed to return to the company.…I went back home with Samuel two days later for Dad's birthday. There, I nervously told my parents, "I got a divorce."Dad's expression darkened. He raised his hand as if he was about to hit me."Dad!" Samuel yelled.Mom rushed over to stand in front of me and hugged me. She was choked in sobs as she shouted at Dad, "What are you doing? We've already ruined her life up until now! She's an adult who can make her own decisions. We should just return her life to her!"Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of grievance surged within me. I started
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How did Samuel manage to have such clear and fair skin? It would certainly be soft to touch—perhaps it would even bruise easily if I were to exert some force.His bathrobe was hanging loosely, so much so that I could see his exposed chest. From my higher vantage point, I could even make out how toned and well-defined his muscles were from constant exercise.I found Samuel attractive just from looking at him alone. I started imagining the ways I could make him cry if I even teased him a little. My cheeks burned red as soon as I realized where my imaginations were headed. I shook my head repeatedly, trying to clear off the images. I had to be drunk out of my mind to be thinking of these.Just as I leaned down to cover Samuel up with the blanket, I casually looked up and was met with his gaze.I lost my balance out of surprise and fell on top of him. My face was buried into his bare chest.Embarrassed, I tried to get off Samuel, but the rocking lounge chair made it hard to find a
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Sometimes, I suspected that Samuel was trying to seduce me, but I had no evidence.For instance, he was currently brewing coffee for me dressed in casual wear—soft cotton white T-shirt paired with grey sweatpants.He looked just like a college student, which wasn't too far off since he had just graduated from college.I lay on the couch, appreciating Samuel's youthful physique. No wonder people were into sugar babies.He came over with my coffee, and I started flipping through my magazine in all seriousness. I then took a sip from the coffee he handed me.As soon as Samuel sat down, Fluffy jumped onto his lap and settled down. My attention was drawn to Fluffy kneading on his grey sweatpants.My gaze couldn't help but wander elsewhere. "So big—" I mumbled.Samuel scooted closer and whispered in my ear, "Where are you looking at, Naomi?"I felt a ticklish sensation in my ear. My gaze flickered around as I held my breath. "I-I mean the cat has grown so big now—"I rushed back int
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Today was a Sunday. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Julian holding onto a large photo album.He acted casually, slipping through the door crack and sat on the couch. It was as if he had forgotten that he had called me to beg for his forgiveness the last time he was here.Julian flipped open the photo album and pulled me over. "Look, Mommy—this was when I was still in your tummy! And this was when I was just born! Aren't I cute? Grandma said I was the cutest baby in the entire hospital!"He was trying to stir up my motherly love for him. But as I looked at my photo, all I felt was a deep sense of pity for the person I was back then.I was looking gaunt in the photo, yet my belly was round and swollen.Back then, I was tormented by morning sickness, throwing up everything I ate. I looked completely drained, even my hair was dry and lifeless.Julian was especially mischievous, always kicking me in the middle of the night.Looking at the photos, I couldn't help but sigh. "How se
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Yohan was suddenly overwhelmed with a deep sense of panic as if something was quietly slipping away from him.People were always slow to realize things. They only understand the value of things after losing them.Yohan started scrolling through Naomi's old social media posts and the daily updates she once shared with him.He couldn't help but laugh as he read through their chat history, where she had vividly described things to him.Yohan never realized how interesting her texts were before. However, she was the one sending him long messages most of the time—he rarely replied or even checked them.Naomi gradually started sharing fewer updates with him. She eventually stopped texting him first.A person's desire to share would never vanish—it would only shift elsewhere. As such, she started confiding in Samuel about the little things in her life.Without realizing it, he had subtly woven himself into every part of Naomi's life. Yet Yohan paid no attention to it, thinking that the
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I had just signed a huge deal with a client and was about to drive back when I ran into Emily. She invited me to a cafe for a drink.She started by saying, "Ms. Spencer, back in the hospital, I thought Yohan was trying to test if you truly lost your memories, which was why I didn't speak up. I owe you an apology for that. "Emily lowered her head and continued, "I shouldn't have gotten in the way of you and Yohan's lives, and I definitely shouldn't have let money tempt me into becoming Julian's piano teacher."I replied, "My divorce with Yohan is definitely not because of you, so you don't have to blame yourself. I know you're not that type of person."I still owed Emily a favor.Back in sophomore year, she had joined our class briefly. At that time, Emily was considered one of the prominent heiresses in Jyndale, yet she was never arrogant or boastful. She had always greeted people with a warm smile, having a secure identity of herself.At 17, I was vain and eager to fit into Yoh
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Samuel asked, "Why would Naomi get into a car accident? That's because you left her on the highway for Emily!"Where were you when she was sick and suffering? Have you ever recalled that she was your wife when you left her alone time and again?"Yohan felt bitterness in his mouth. He wanted to refute, yet everything Samuel had said was true. It was as if someone was grabbing him by the neck—he couldn't speak, and his mind went blank.When I heard from my assistant that Yohan had stormed into the company looking for Samuel, I immediately called the security guards and headed to the top-floor office."What are you doing, Yohan?" As soon as we exited the elevator, I saw Yohan grabbing Samuel by his collar, enraged.The security guards went ahead to stop Yohan, while I stood before Samuel.The swollen bruise near his mouth stood out on his pale face. He was tearing up, looking pitiful. My heart ached as I caressed his cheek."Is this how you were raised?" I looked at Yohan calmly.
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I replied nonchalantly, "You're right. It really is brandy."I walked ahead, leaving Samuel, who was flushed all the way to his ears, stunned in place.He quickly caught up and pulled me into a tight embrace, bending slightly to wrap himself around me. He nestled his head into the crook of my neck, squirming like a happy child.He muttered repeatedly, "I like you so much, Naomi—"Samuel seemed to have sobered up as soon as we arrived home. He pressed me against the door, asking, "Can I kiss you, Naomi?"When he saw me nodding, his gaze lit up with intense passion. Samuel kissed me to the bed, nipping lightly at my collarbone.As if sensing my trembling, he paused and closed in on me. He said wetly, "Stop pushing me away, Naomi."I unbuckled his belt in the dark.…Yohan drank moodily at the gathering organized by his friends. The gossip around him caught his attention.Suddenly, he flipped the table beside him."What did you say? Samuel is just an adopted son of the Spencers
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Today was a Sunday. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Julian holding onto a large photo album.He acted casually, slipping through the door crack and sat on the couch. It was as if he had forgotten that he had called me to beg for his forgiveness the last time he was here.Julian flipped open the photo album and pulled me over. "Look, Mommy—this was when I was still in your tummy! And this was when I was just born! Aren't I cute? Grandma said I was the cutest baby in the entire hospital!"He was trying to stir up my motherly love for him. But as I looked at my photo, all I felt was a deep sense of pity for the person I was back then.I was looking gaunt in the photo, yet my belly was round and swollen.Back then, I was tormented by morning sickness, throwing up everything I ate. I looked completely drained, even my hair was dry and lifeless.Julian was especially mischievous, always kicking me in the middle of the night.Looking at the photos, I couldn't help but sigh. "How se
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Sometimes, I suspected that Samuel was trying to seduce me, but I had no evidence.For instance, he was currently brewing coffee for me dressed in casual wear—soft cotton white T-shirt paired with grey sweatpants.He looked just like a college student, which wasn't too far off since he had just graduated from college.I lay on the couch, appreciating Samuel's youthful physique. No wonder people were into sugar babies.He came over with my coffee, and I started flipping through my magazine in all seriousness. I then took a sip from the coffee he handed me.As soon as Samuel sat down, Fluffy jumped onto his lap and settled down. My attention was drawn to Fluffy kneading on his grey sweatpants.My gaze couldn't help but wander elsewhere. "So big—" I mumbled.Samuel scooted closer and whispered in my ear, "Where are you looking at, Naomi?"I felt a ticklish sensation in my ear. My gaze flickered around as I held my breath. "I-I mean the cat has grown so big now—"I rushed back int
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How did Samuel manage to have such clear and fair skin? It would certainly be soft to touch—perhaps it would even bruise easily if I were to exert some force.His bathrobe was hanging loosely, so much so that I could see his exposed chest. From my higher vantage point, I could even make out how toned and well-defined his muscles were from constant exercise.I found Samuel attractive just from looking at him alone. I started imagining the ways I could make him cry if I even teased him a little. My cheeks burned red as soon as I realized where my imaginations were headed. I shook my head repeatedly, trying to clear off the images. I had to be drunk out of my mind to be thinking of these.Just as I leaned down to cover Samuel up with the blanket, I casually looked up and was met with his gaze.I lost my balance out of surprise and fell on top of him. My face was buried into his bare chest.Embarrassed, I tried to get off Samuel, but the rocking lounge chair made it hard to find a
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I was indeed keen on returning to the company, but I have not been working for the past five years.Samuel placed his cutleries down and looked at me. "You'll get the hang of it quickly with your abilities. Have you forgotten the version of yourself that thrived so brightly in the business world?"My heart was beating wildly. I could still remember the joy I felt when I signed my very first deal.I nodded and agreed to return to the company.…I went back home with Samuel two days later for Dad's birthday. There, I nervously told my parents, "I got a divorce."Dad's expression darkened. He raised his hand as if he was about to hit me."Dad!" Samuel yelled.Mom rushed over to stand in front of me and hugged me. She was choked in sobs as she shouted at Dad, "What are you doing? We've already ruined her life up until now! She's an adult who can make her own decisions. We should just return her life to her!"Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of grievance surged within me. I started
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I took one last look at the villa before leaving the courtyard. I would never come back again.Tina Carter stood by the door, quietly wiping her tears away as she watched me. "Are you really leaving, Madam?"Tina had been here ever since I moved in. She had been so kind to me, treating me as if I was her own. I figured she would be the only person who would genuinely shed tears for my departure.I held Tina's hands in mine and softly smiled. "This is a good thing for me. You should be congratulating me instead."…Everything was done efficiently on Yohan's side—his assets were transferred to me shortly after.I used the spare money in my account to purchase a 2,000-square-foot loft that caught my eye last month.The previous owner had immigrated, and the place was already renovated in a romantic continental style. I took a liking to it at once—no renovations were needed, and I could even move in on the same day.I quickly signed the agreement and had the movers send all my belo
