Amelia turned to the caregiver, her eyes shooting daggers at her. “Then speak up already.” “I gave those medicines to my son,” the caregiver confessed, her voice quivering, as she stared down, avoiding eye contact with Amelia and Eleven. “What?” Amelia and Eleven's eyes widened, their gaze fixed on her. Amelia frowned, the weight of the confession sinking in. "Your son is sick too?” “Yes,” the caregiver sobbed, tears streaming down her reddened cheek. Her once bright eyes now appeared swollen and puffy, reflecting the torment of a mother torn between her child's suffering and the guilt that consumed her. "My son has the same illness as Madam Elsa. But unlike her, he doesn’t have wealthy relatives to help. I have no skills, no way to even take him to the hospital, let alone buy him medicines.” Her voice broke as she continued, "Madam Elsa often said she was a burden to you and didn’t want to continue living. She even asked me, in secret, to buy poison so she could end he
"Dr. Blake Hale. He’s an expert in this field—no one in the world can match him when it comes to cancer.” Amelia’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Where is Dr. Blake now?” The doctor sneered. “If I knew where he was, I wouldn’t be standing here talking to you. He’s always traveling, with no fixed address." "He has a difficult temperament. Even if you do manage to find him, there’s no guarantee he’ll agree to help. So, the chances are slim—almost no hope at all.” "I have other patients to attend to, please excuse me." With that, the doctor turned and walked away. Amelia stood there in a daze, but the doctor’s words didn’t completely extinguish her hope. On the contrary, she felt a faint glimmer of possibility. If what the doctor said was true, then someone out there could still save her aunt. And if that person could save her, it didn’t matter where they were or what it would take—Amelia was prepared to do whatever was necessary. With newfound determination, she left.
Blake leaned back, amusement shone in his eyes as he watched Leo’s stern expression. Leo hadn’t spoken since Blake offered to help Amelia but with a condition attached. Blake could sense Leo’s frustration building, especially when he mentioned the chances of his children hating him when they found out he could help but didn't. “I’ll say it again, Leo,” Blake said, placing his cup on the table. “It’s easy. Just ask, and I’ll take care of it.” Leo’s jaw clenched. “I don’t beg.” Blake laughed. “No, you don’t. But this is different. It’s about your family, your kid's happiness.” He let the words hang for a moment. “I can help. You know that. And saying ‘please’ won’t kill you.” Leo’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t need your help.” “Ah, pride,” Blake said, shaking his head. “That’ll cost you to lose your children's love if you let it.” After a pause, Blake added, “You called me back out of nowhere. Now you say you don’t need me? That’s funny.” “So why did you ask me to come? D
As Sophia, Leo, and Blake made their way to their table, Blake leaned closer to Leo and whispered, “Isn’t that your ex-wife over there with another man?” Leo’s gaze darted in the direction Blake's eyes pointed out, and he spotted Amelia sitting across from Mark, who was leaning in slightly, his hand gently hers in an affectionate manner. Leo’s face darkened, and his eyes reddened as he clenched his fists tightly at his sides. Sophia noticed his reaction and followed his gaze, her brows furrowed deeply, and her lips pressed into a thin line. A murderous look crossed her face as she imagined walking over to Amelia’s table and strangling her right there. After all she had done to win Leo’s affection, it was clear that Amelia still had a hold on him, and it dug a hole in her heart. This lunch had been her suggestion, but she had made Blake bring it up because she knew that if she did, Leo wouldn’t agree to come. She wanted to spend some quality time with Leo since he had be
For a moment, the silence between them was thick. Amelia’s mind raced to process Leo’s outrageous conditions. The man who had once forcefully handed her divorce papers was now standing here, asking her to marry him, as though the past had never happened. Her chest tightened as she remembered the loveless marriage that had lasted three years—her constant efforts to win his affection and make him fall for her. This yielded nothing but pain, causing her to soak her pillow almost every night. The memory of what she went through after their divorce came rushing back to her. Her nose flared, and her face flushed red with anger. She exhaled sharply, glaring at him fiercely and shaking her head. “You think you can come to my house and ask me to marry you after all the pain and suffering you put me through and expect me to say yes?” She scoffed, though her voice remained steady, inside, she was boiling with anger, urging her to lash out. "You left me, Leo. You asked for the divor
She opened her eyes and it dawned on her that she didn’t even know what Blake Hale looked like. She quickly searched the internet, but there was no clear photo of him. All the pictures she saw online were too vague to really determine Blake's appearance. Amelia felt that if Blake was a friend of Leo’s, then she must have seen him before when she was still married to Leo. Leo rarely used the word ‘friend’ to describe someone, but when he did, it meant that the person was very close and dear to him. Memories flooded back—moments when Amelia had felt lost in Leo’s world, social gatherings where she was not recognized as his wife and was merely just a shadow lurking around him. Thinking about the insults she had endured and the embarrassment caused by some of Leo’s friends, who felt she was not up to standard to be his wife, made her chest burn and her brows furrow. She decided to shove the thoughts aside. Determined to find out what Blake looked like to see if he was one of
A man walked in, and Amelia recognized him instantly—it was Blake Hale. Blake Hale was a famous medical genius. Although young, he had disciples and apprentices all over the world. He had come to see one of his apprentices, but he hadn’t expected to run into Amelia here by chance. Seeing Aunt Elsa lying on the sickbed, her body wasted from chemotherapy and her hair almost gone, Blake immediately understood that she was the person Amelia wanted him to save. Amelia hadn’t expected to see Blake here either. Remembering his attitude earlier on the phone, a line creased on her forehead as her eyes narrowed. “What are you doing here, Mr Hale?” Blake rubbed the back of his neck, feeling embarrassed, "I just happened to pass by and heard you talking, so I came in. Actually—” “Mr. Hale,” Amelia suddenly interrupted him, her voice sharp and eyes narrowed with intensity. "If I remember correctly, you refused my request, saying you were unwilling to help my aunt. Do you think it’s
Meanwhile, at Sophia Villa, she received a call from her informant at the hospital where Aunt Elsa was staying, informing her of Amelia’s plan to travel to Japan with her aunt. She put down her phone and a wide grin spread across her face, “I’ve been trying to find a chance to get rid of this b*tch, and now that she’s willingly leaving the city, she’s practically handed me the opportunity on a silver platter.” With that thought in mind, she dialed Black Cobra's number. “Amelia will be leaving for Japan tomorrow. This is your last chance to eliminate her. If you fail again this time, your family won’t receive my support anymore, and who knows what will happen to them? Do you understand?” Black Cobra’s cold voice came from the other end of the line. “I understand.” Sophia hung up the phone, with a smirk etched on her face. The next day, Amelia took Aunt Elsa to Japan. Liam and Ella couldn’t go with them, so she entrusted them to Eleven, telling her not to let them out of he
Leo claimed her mouth in a kiss that was rough and filled with longing, devouring her like a hungry wolf that had been starved for days. Amelia matched his intensity, intertwining her fingers in his hair while moaning between the kisses. His hands moved up her body, exploring every inch as if he had been waiting for this moment forever and had finally gotten the opportunity. She gasped when his fingers brushed her nipple, which was already hard and longing to be licked and devoured by his mouth. She could feel the hardness of his desire pressing against her, only intensifying her own need. “You drive me crazy Amelia Smith,” he murmured against her lips. “I miss you and I don’t want to hold back tonight. I want every part of you baby girl.” “Then don’t hold back,” she quickly replied, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I’m all yours, claim me, Daddy.” Her words made his hormones rise even further. Without breaking the kiss, he hurriedly lifted her and carried her t
The next day, the news spread online that Sophia committed suicide by hanging herself in prison. It felt strange and heavy but for Amelia, it meant a bitter-sweet relief. She woke up with a slight headache, the sunlight streaming through the curtains. Last night memories flooded through her mind—Leo's warm embrace, his apology and reassurance, the soft kiss that stirred long-hidden feelings. Her cheeks warmed and the color turned a shade of pink. She reached out for Leo who was already awake, sitting against the headboard with a look of concern etched on his face. “Morning, beautiful,” he said softly, studying her face for any signs of distress. “Morning,” Amelia replied, blushing and rubbing her temples. “What happened last night? I remember bits and pieces.” That was a lie, she remembered every single detail but just wanted to play innocent. Leo smiled gently. “You had a little too much fun celebrating your aunt's recovery. But it was a good night for us.” Ame
A month later, Aunt Elsa’s condition had stabilized. The surgical wound had nearly healed, and all that was left was some aftercare. Once home, she could take her medication and recuperate slowly without needing further hospitalization. Early that morning, Amelia went to the hospital to handle Aunt Elsa’s discharge procedures. In the hospital room, Aunt Elsa was sitting on the bed, watching TV. Seeing Amelia come in, Aunt Elsa smiled and said, “You’re just in time. Come and see this.” She pointed to the TV. Curious, Amelia looked over and saw the news playing. A familiar face appeared on the screen, and the host’s flat, detached voice filled the room. “Recently, the sensational murder case has concluded. The primary culprit, Sophia Jones, has been found guilty of her crime." "Due to the severity and serial nature of the case, she has been sentenced to life imprisonment.” Amelia blinked rapidly, her thoughts swirling as she tried to process the news. Life imprisonm
That night, Aunt Elsa woke up. Blake checked on her and found her condition better than he had expected. Perhaps Amelia’s persistence had truly moved the heavens, as the cancer cells had cleared, and even the memory loss Blake had anticipated wasn’t present. It all seemed too good to be true. When Amelia heard the news, she was naturally overjoyed. Leo also heard about Elsa’s successful surgery. He didn’t say much, but that night, he quietly ordered the kitchen to prepare a few extra dishes, silently celebrating Elsa’s recovery. Amelia had agreed to marry Leo to secure Blake’s help for Aunt Elsa. Now that Aunt Elsa was nearly healed, Amelia realized her relationship with Leo was a temporary fix. She knew she had to find a way to completely cut ties with him. That night, Amelia decided to cook a few dishes herself. To prevent anyone from interrupting her plan, she sent the children out with Eleven for the night. Then, she dismissed the household staff Leo had hired for th
As Inspector Ralph led Sophia to the police station, her heart raced with a mix of fear and disbelief.Soon, they arrived, and one of the officers led her into the interrogation room and gestured towards a chair, "Miss Jones, please take a seat. Inspector Ralph will be here shortly."With that he left, leaving her all alone in the room. The cold, bare room did nothing to calm her racing heart it only made her heart beat faster with each passing second.The walls were painted a dull gray, and the only light was a flickering fluorescent bulb that buzzed overhead. The smell of cleaning products filled the air, making her even more anxious.She never imagined that one day she would end up in this kind of situation. She stood up to reduce the pacing of her heart and her trembling fingers.Soon, the door opened and Inspector Ralph walked in. Sophia sat down, trying to stay calm and composed. "What kind of nightmare is this?" She thought. "Can I wake up already?" She pinched herself and
She said in a calm voice, “You didn’t do anything wrong, and I don’t need your apology.” Once, those words had been what she wanted most, but now they meant nothing to her. The bitterness of the past clung to her like a heavy fog. She’d never considered forgiving him, so how could she accept it? After Amelia finished speaking, Leo felt a tightening in his chest. He ran a hand through his hair, frustration coursing through him as he processed the weight of her words. “Don’t say that. We were all kept in the dark before. Now that the truth is out, you know I didn’t do those things on purpose, right?” he said quickly, his voice rising slightly. Amelia sneered. “Yes, you didn’t do it on purpose, but can the pain I suffered over the years be forgotten? Leo, you didn’t personally send someone to kill us, but back then, you did divorce me because of Sophia, didn’t you?” “I can’t hate you, but I can never forgive you. We can’t pretend those years never happened. Neither you nor I c
The sentence made both Amelia and Leo furrow their brows. They exchanged curious glances, wondering what could prompt Black Cobra to say such a thing. Leo’s gaze hardened as he made a decision. “Pardon the living, punish the dead.” With those words, he signaled his agreement to Black Cobra’s condition. Black Cobra breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had a chance to keep living to protect his family. He knew his death would endanger their lives, and he couldn’t risk it. He then revealed the secret he’d been hiding. “The accident that led to your best friend Damien's death had nothing to do with Amelia. She wasn't the one responsible." The revelation left them both stunned. Relief washed over Amelia. Damien’s death had nothing to do with her; while surprising, Black Cobra’s words intrigued her even more. Still, she was curious to know who had caused the accident that led to Damien's death and why they’d framed her. With questions swirling in her mind, she looked at
After getting out of the car, James opened the door, and they walked into the building. As soon as they entered, Amelia’s first impression was the smell of blood. The lights turned on, revealing a man lying on the marble floor of the living room, covered in blood. His hair clung together with sweat and blood, and both of his hands hung limply, possibly broken. His legs twisted in an unnatural position, making him look grotesque. Amelia felt as if she had seen him from somewhere. Leo gestured to James, who stepped forward and brushed away the hair covering the man’s face, revealing the person who had kidnapped her before. “How did he end up here?” Amelia asked in disbelief. Leo glanced at her. “What do you think?” It suddenly dawned on Amelia that Leo’s promise of a show tonight referred to this. Her eyes turned cold. She wasn’t a saint and wouldn’t sympathize with someone who had tried to harm her. “Who sent you to kidnap me?” she asked, her voice icy. Black Cobra had
On the ground, lay a mobile phone from which Sophia's voice echoed. “Have you taken action? This is your last chance Cobra, I won’t allow any more mistakes,” Sophia said sharply. Black Cobra replied coldly, “Don’t worry. This time, either she dies or I perish.” After several failures, Black Cobra’s patience had worn completely thin. Combined with Sophia’s relentless pursuit and threats, he felt trapped with no way out. He knew that failure was not an option this time, the future of his family hung in the balance, and the pressure weighed heavily on him. After speaking, Black Cobra picked up the sniper rifle. He believed that as long as Amelia dared to come out, he could kill her. Even if he was caught afterward, he would not regret it. Sophia listened to the commotion on the other end and breathed a sigh of relief before hanging up the phone. Meanwhile, at Wilson’s Domestic Group, Amelia was about to leave the office when her assistant informed her of Leo’s presence in t