The driver, a middle-aged man who remained a bachelor, had found Millie on the road. He acted on his vile impulses and planned to take her to a deserted place to assault her.Stefan happened to have just returned from a business trip and was taking a shortcut when he stumbled upon the scene."Did you find out anything from the Atkinson residence?" he asked Wade.Wade reported, "Yes. Ms. Jordan accidentally injured Ms. Atkinson, so Mr. Atkinson locked her up as a punishment and to appease Ms. Atkinson. The maids at the villa cut off her food and water, took her phone, and locked her in her room. "She was left to survive on tap water for days before she managed to escape late at night. None of the maids checked on her as she was in solitary confinement. I think they haven't realized that she's missing yet. But they'll find out about it soon."Stefan let out a cold laugh. "Pierce pretended to care so much, and this is how he treats her? What a joke."He glanced at the unconscious M
"Well, it seems like you don't have great taste in men," Stefan commented with biting sarcasm."That's true. Otherwise, why would I have dated you?" Millie instantly shot back.Stefan was rendered speechless. He felt as if he'd shot his own foot with that remark. Still, he found Millie's fiery temper both irritating and endearing.Since their separation, Millie had stirred emotions in him that he didn't know he was capable of—love, hate, and everything in between.Just then, Stefan's phone rang. He glanced at the screen, and his expression turned serious. "I need to take this call," he said, stepping away from Millie.Then, he walked into the hallway to answer the call.Millie immediately knew that it was Wanda calling him.Unsurprisingly, Wanda's voice came from the other side of the line, "Stefan, what have you been so busy with lately? You're not even answering my calls." "I'm still on a business trip. Work has been hectic. I hope you understand," Stefan smoothly replied.
"Well played, Pierce."I'll come visit sometime again, Millie," Stefan said before leaving.If Wanda found him there, he wouldn't be able to explain himself. He thought that not getting into trouble with Wanda was the wiser choice.After that, Pierce immediately pushed open the door to Millie's room. However, the bed was empty. The IV needle had been removed, and Millie was gone."Millie?" Panic set in as Pierce began frantically searching the room.When he opened the bathroom door, he found her attempting to climb out through the window. His heart sank—they were on the tenth floor!He rushed forward and grabbed her wrist, forcefully pulling her back. "What are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"Millie was equally shaken. She had thought that she could climb out the window and use the air conditioning unit to reach the adjacent room. She had even torn down the shower curtain and tied one end around her waist and the other to the faucet as a precaution. But
Samantha pouted in frustration, feeling wronged. "Pierce, isn't that in the past already? I'm not even holding it against her anymore, so why are you still bringing it up? "No matter what I did, it doesn't justify her pulling a knife on me, does it? That's attempted murder. It changes the situation completely!""The maids told me everything," Pierce coolly said, his gaze sharp and icy as it locked onto Samantha.Samantha's heart sank. Her eyes nervously darted left and right for a moment before she regained her composure. But Pierce had already seen enough to piece things together.He hadn't actually questioned the maids yet—he didn't need to. A thorough investigation would inevitably reveal the truth. What he wanted was for Samantha to admit it herself.After all, she was his sister."Pierce, I admit I bullied her. I told her to get you a cake for your birthday as a joke. How was I supposed to know that she'd get so upset? She just couldn't take a joke…" Samantha continued to
"What do you mean by that?" Samantha understood what Jessie was hinting at. She frowned hard and showed a strained expression."I have the records of our chats. If Mr. Atkinson finds out…" Jessie trailed off."Are you threatening me?" Samantha hadn't expected Jessie to be so bold as to turn on her like this.In truth, Jessie didn't actually have the courage to go against Samantha. But she had worked hard to climb her way up to head housekeeper, and she was already earning an annual salary of tens of thousands of dollars at that point in time. Now that Pierce had dismissed her, she knew that finding another job that paid this well would be difficult. She had ended up in this position because of Samantha, so it was only natural that Samantha should take responsibility for her dismissal."Ms. Sammy, I only ended up like this because I did your bidding. You have to help me. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to turn to Mr. Atkinson." Jessie stressed."Fine. I'll make it up to you,
After that, Stefan didn't come and visit again.Millie stayed in the hospital for five days, during which her condition steadily improved. She no longer felt light-headed when she stood, and the bruises and injuries on her body began to heal too.When it was time to leave, she packed her things and decided to go to the villa to retrieve her personal belongings.During her hospital stay, Millie had barely spoken to Pierce. He'd come to visit her daily, and although sometimes he would be delayed by work, he would still come late at night. Often, it seemed like he wanted to say something, but he ultimately held himself back. His deep-set, unreadable eyes seemed to hold countless emotions, but Millie didn't try to decipher them.When she was discharged, Pierce drove her back to the villa.To her surprise, she was greeted by a row of maids in matching uniforms as soon as she entered. All of them were unfamiliar faces.They stood respectfully and greeted her in unison, "Greetings, Mr
The commotion subsided after everyone had been dragged away. Finally, Millie felt a rare moment of peace.She wasn't a saint. Why should she go easy on the maids who had tormented her?Millie glanced at Pierce, wondering if he regretted his decision to marry her. After all, she was indeed a bad woman in the eyes of others. If he wanted a divorce, she'd agree without hesitation.But Pierce's intense gaze was filled not with disgust. Rather, it was filled with admiration.Millie couldn't fathom what he meant by that."Take a moment to rest. I'm going upstairs to grab something," Pierce said."Do whatever you want," Millie replied indifferently.A short while later, Pierce came back down. He said, "I've moved all my belongings to the guest room. It's locked, so you won't have to see them. I won't be staying here. You can make any changes to the house you like."In fact, you can even tear it down if you want. The maids answer only to you, and I'll cover the expenses. If they're n
Tobias grew increasingly anxious. If Millie were to speak up and ask Pierce to take care of himself, he would undoubtedly listen.After Pierce finished his meeting, he was already running a low-grade fever. Still, he continued working as though nothing was wrong. Tobias couldn't bear it anymore and decided to personally find Millie.At that time, Millie was at her studio handling some work."Millie, Pierce has been working nonstop. He's skipping lunch, and he's only sleeping four or five hours a night. No one can withstand such exhaustion no matter how robust they are."You don't have to visit him. Just give him a call or send a message to ask him to rest. If you do that, he'll definitely listen to you," Tobias pleaded."His body is his responsibility. If he doesn't care for it, what does that have to do with me? Don't overestimate my importance. My relationship with Pierce is just… ordinary," Millie replied, her tone detached. But as she uttered those words, a hint of diffidenc
Millie's mind was completely addled. Before Pierce could answer her, images started popping up into her brain. "There's not enough time to get a doctor…""No…""Please, please help me. I can't hold on any longer!"Millie froze in place. She was the one who cried and begged Pierce again and again to take care of it for her. He never actually went all the way, and instead used other methods to help her so she could still keep her virginity intact. Today was indeed their actual first time!"How? How can this be? This isn't how I remember it! Why are my memories all jumbled?" That was when Millie recalled how the doctor had mentioned how a human's brain had the ability to protect itself. When experiencing certain trauma or fear, the brain would subconsciously forget or alter certain memories.Moreover, the drug that day was especially potent. It not only charged one's sexual need into hyperdrive, but could also cause hallucinations. That was why she remembered hearing Pierce's v
"Mills… I… I can still hold on…" whispered Pierce in a small, pained voice. Millie saw how he was holding himself back and felt her heart break. "This is your only chance. There might not even be a next time.""Please, just go," he forced out."Silly, I'm telling you to just get on with it!" Millie was livid."But I'm worried you'll get mad…" Pierce groaned. He was worried that he might do something that crossed Millie's boundaries, and that she would never forgive him when she came to her senses. He would much rather just hold it in and do nothing, even if he was the one who would end up suffering.Millie coaxed him patiently. "I won't get mad. Please, Pierce… I want you to. I really do." She even took the initiative and gave his earlobes a gentle nibble. And with that, Pierce took the reins back and kissed her fiercely.At first, Millie assumed that things would be more successful this time round since Pierce was experienced. However, it seemed like he continuously missed
"Get out!" Pierce bellowed. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he tightly gripped Millie's wrist, trying to push her out of the room. However, Millie refused to leave."Go!" Pierce growled, his voice strained with urgency. Just the sensation of her cool, delicate skin against his was enough to make him lose control."I… I don't know who drugged me, but you're in danger if you stay here with me. Please just leave me alone for now," he said, struggling to keep his voice steady."If it gets worse, knock me out. Just knock me out," he begged, his rationality slipping away.He reached for the desk lamp and placed it in Millie's hands. "Hit me!" he desperately yelled.Millie's mind was in a mess. How could she possibly hurt him?"Go to the bedroom first. I'll come and check on you later," she said before rushing out of the study.She quickly instructed the house staff to leave the premises, not wanting them to overhear or witness anything they shouldn't. Then, she returned to
Pierce frowned slightly, confused about why the doctor insisted on Millie joining him for the consultation. Nevertheless, he respected the doctor's advice and called her over."Your wife is very pretty," the doctor remarked."Yes, she's beautiful," Pierce responded, proudly puffing out his chest.Millie rolled her eyes upon hearing that."Doctor, is there something wrong with him? Is it serious?" she nervously asked. When she learned that the doctor had specifically requested her presence, she was worried that Pierce might have some kind of serious health issue."Do you two not have a healthy sex life? Look at him—he's clearly been holding back too much. There's nothing wrong with him physically. But he's young, full of energy, and at the age where he needs… a release. "Should I examine you too, miss?" the doctor asked.The comment left Millie's face burning with embarrassment, and even the tip of Pierce's ears turned a faint red.The elderly doctor was certainly not one to mi
"Mills, are you inside?" Pierce called out.He'd hurried back home after the housekeeper told him that Millie had retreated to her room early. He thought she'd gone to bed, but the lights were still on, and there was no sign of her.However, the bathroom door was tightly shut. Worried that she might have passed out inside from staying in the bath for too long, Pierce knocked on the door. "Mills?"Millie wanted to respond, but no sound came out of her mouth. Her body felt completely drained."Mills?" Pierce's voice grew more urgent. "If you don't come out, I'm coming in."After waiting for another minute and not getting a response, Pierce opened the door and found Millie slumped in the bathtub, completely soaked and looking utterly disheveled."Mills!" Pierce was alarmed to see her in such a fragile and exhausted state.He immediately assumed that it was the lingering impact of her family's recent visit. He thought that Millie was still trapped in sadness, unable to move past t
"Does our family have to end up in this state?" Mateo asked, bewildered. Everything had been fine before they came to Arbelton. Why had it all fallen apart after one short visit?He understood that Millie had suffered, but it was undeniable that she was heartless too. Wasn't she the one who had torn the family apart?"Think it over yourself. For now, come home with me," Emily said.After everything that had happened, Emily had made up her mind. She finally saw Frederick for who he was. She still had a shred of conscience and was willing to admit that the Jordan family had wronged Millie. But Frederick's chauvinistic attitude disgusted her. Why was it so hard for him to admit that Millie did better than him? She wasn't a stranger—she was family, after all.The Jordan family had arrived in Arbelton feeling wronged and self-righteous, but they left with their tails between their legs.Meanwhile, Agnes followed through on her promise to formally take Millie in as her honorary gr
"Why did you hit Mateo?" Emily immediately stepped forward to shield Mateo."Are you mocking me too? Try me, and I'll kick you out of the Jordan family as well!" Frederick snapped.Emily clapped back at him, her voice trembling with rage, "Maybe my son and I should leave together! That's all you have left to threaten us with, isn't it? Because we still rely on you financially. "But Millie is different. She's independent and far more capable than you think. She doesn't need your money, so you can't control her. You've lost your authority, and it frustrates you. You can't accept it, so you lash out like a petty clown. "You can't win anywhere, so you take it out on Mateo. Was he wrong in what he said just now? Also, you don't seem to have reflected on this entire situation at all. Do you realize how much Millie suffered to save this family back then? You're still enjoying a fine life now, and this is all thanks to her. "Why are you biting the hand that fed you?"Another loud slap
Mateo and Emily met Millie's gaze with guilt written all over their faces. They had finally come to understand the hardships that Millie had endured three years ago and realized just how over the line they had been.Still, Frederick was the head of the family, and their survival depended on him. They couldn't defy his authority."Mr. Jordan, what brings you here?" Millie asked, her tone calm and detached.Frederick had specially arranged for the book containing their family tree to be sent from their hometown. The old, yellowed book carried a significant weight, both physically and symbolically."Listen, Millie. You are being expelled from the family. Your name will be removed from the family tree! This is the Jordan family disowning you!" Frederick declared.He flipped to the page where her name was written and crossed it out in front of everyone present.He imagined that this grand and dramatic gesture would intimidate Millie. He then said solemnly, "From now on, the Jordan f
Frederick finally saw the light of day. Initially, he had been confident that Emily and Mateo would come to his rescue. He was certain that Millie wouldn't dare to keep him detained for long.Each day, he prepared to be released. But as the days passed, he watched others being bailed out while he was left to endure endless interrogations. His frustration turned into anger and defiance, but his resistance only led to his fellow detainees teaching him a harsh lesson with their fists.Humbled and bruised, he eventually fell in line. Fear began to consume him, and his thoughts drifted back to his time in prison. He'd been made to wake up at fixed hours, eat at designated times, and make his bed to perfection. He had to toil in the sun and endure the abuse of fellow inmates.Every day had been unbearable in there, and the desperation to escape grew stronger as time passed. He knew in his heart that he was innocent, and the injustice of it all only made him yearn for freedom.When