Now that Colin was gone and they had gotten divorced, Aspen had no reason to keep this useless thing anymore.She removed the ring without hesitation and handed it over to Joseph. Her voice was calm as she said, "This is worth more than the apartment. Sell it, and don't ever contact or bother me again.""Pen, I knew you were a sensible young lady! I'm your only family in this world; don't worry, I'll always protect you. You've lost so much weight lately. Let me take you out for a good meal, alright?"Joseph's attitude shifted the moment he saw the diamond ring. Seeing his sudden change in demeanor, Aspen was reminded of her childhood.Back then, she had been closest to Joseph. She had followed him around every day, playing with him without a care.Her eyes then flickered toward the family photo hanging on the wall. Taking a deep breath, she hesitated for a moment before finally nodding in agreement.Joseph's eyes lit up instantly, and before she could react, he grabbed her hand a
"Joseph owes me two million dollars. He said you'd be the payment," said Isaac.His eyes gleamed with greed, and his gaze was filled with aggression. He reached out, gripping Aspen's chin as he examined her face carefully.Shaking his head, he sneered. "A little too thin, but still not bad-looking. Two million seems like a bit of a loss.""No, no, please don't do this! I can give you the money! I'll pay the two million myself! Just don't do this!"Tears streamed down Aspen's face as her voice trembled with fear. She instinctively fumbled for her phone, pressing the buttons in desperation.Even though she had changed phones, the system settings remained the same—Colin was still listed as her emergency contact.The call went through as it dialed automatically. It went through five times, yet each time, the screen flashed the same response—no answer.Isaac easily noticed her attempt to call for help. But when he heard the endless ringing on the other end, he only chuckled."Little
A chilling sensation ran down Aspen's back, but she couldn't afford to think—she had to escape. She struggled with all her might, her body thrashing wildly.In her panic, she kicked out, her foot landing squarely in the most vulnerable spot on Isaac's body. The impact made him grunt in pain, and his grip loosened for a fleeting second.Seizing the opportunity, Aspen scrambled onto the table and lunged for the door. As soon as it swung open, the glimpse of freedom filled her with desperate hope.But just as she took a step forward, a brutal force yanked her back. A sharp pain shot through her scalp as Isaac's palm came crashing down on her cheek."You bitch! Do you have a death wish?""Help! Somebody help me! Let go of me! Get away—don't touch me!"Aspen had seen her chance, and she refused to let it slip away. She clung to the doorframe with all the strength she had left, her fingers locked in a death grip.She couldn't give up. She wouldn't!"Help? This whole damn place belong
However, just as the thought surfaced, Aspen forced it down. She couldn't cry in his arms. What gave her the right to seek comfort from him?Aren carefully placed her in the passenger seat of his car, his gaze softening as he watched her cry. With a sigh, he said, "Stop crying. I'll take you to the hospital.""Do I look pathetic like this?"Aspen already knew the answer. Still, she let out a soft laugh dripping with self-mockery.But Aren cut straight to the point. "There's no need to act tough. If you want to cry, then cry."As soon as he finished speaking, he turned on the car's speakers and cranked the volume to the max. Aspen curled up in the seat, wailing uncontrollably.Aren said nothing. His eyes were filled with pain for her, but he remained silent as he drove steadily toward the hospital.Even with the deafening music, he could still hear her heart-wrenching sobs filled with despair and sorrow. Regret burned in his chest as his teeth clenched in frustration. If he had
The pain in Aspen's ankle was excruciating, but compared to the ache in her chest, it was nothing.At that moment, Aren pulled a phone from his pocket and handed it to her. "Your phone has been vibrating nonstop."Aspen glanced at the name on the screen and let out a disdainful smirk. She hung up without hesitation and tossed the phone aside.Where was he when she needed him? And now he decided to show up? What was the point?Colin stared at the disconnected call, his face stormy. Aspen really didn't know her place. She never had. Just then, one of his assistants, Anthony Seymour, walked in hesitantly, placing a stack of documents on the table."Mr. Fuller, I've thoroughly investigated everything. The death certificate, the cremation records, and the medical files—everything is here. Ms. Fuller… is indeed gone."As soon as he finished speaking, Anthony instinctively took a step back, wanting to avoid the storm that was about to erupt.Colin froze for a moment before snatchin
"I regretted leaving back then. Now, all I want is to stay by your side," Aren said. "Pen, you don't have to respond, but please don't push me away."Back then, he had been too stubborn, too afraid to speak up, and that hesitation had cost him the person he loved. Years had passed, but his feelings had never changed.The only person he had ever longed for was still her. This time, no matter what, he wouldn't let her slip away again.Maybe it was the sincerity in his voice, or maybe it was the way old feelings resurfaced, but Aspen's heart, long frozen over, seemed to thaw just a little.She had thought she was destined to have a cold, desolate life. She had never expected fate to bring her back to the one person she had once loved in her youth."Aspen, your daughter is dead, and yet here you are, cozying up to someone new?" Colin's voice cut through the moment like a blade, cold and simmering with restrained fury.He stood at the doorway with his arms crossed, his gaze filled wit
"This was the kid you schemed so hard to get. You were the one who couldn't deliver a healthy baby, so why are you blaming me?"Colin turned his face away without a trace of warmth. In fact, there was even a mocking glint in his eyes when he looked at Aspen."Surely you haven't forgotten how you shamelessly crawled into my bed back then, or how you plotted to give birth to a child. Since you liked children so much, fine. I'm willing to give you another one."He then stepped forward, tilted Aspen's chin, and kissed her.It was revolting—unbearably revolting. Aspen had never imagined she would feel such disgust. She mustered all her strength and shoved Colin away."We're already divorced, Colin Fuller. Could you please have some dignity?"Colin had never expected his attempt at a kiss would be rejected. Anger flashed in his eyes."Aspen, we never got a divorce certificate. We're still husband and wife, so why are you acting so coy?"He was just giving her what she wanted. Why was
It was a threat—a blatant, undisguised threat.Aspen knew Colin was ruthless. If he said something, he meant it. She rushed out of the room without hesitation, stepping in front of Aren to shield him. "You're not allowed to touch him!""You're giving me orders? Aspen, do you even think you have the right?"Colin raised an eyebrow and let out a cold scoff. He had to admit, watching Aspen defend another man right in front of him made his anger surge uncontrollably."Colin, whatever happens between us, don't drag anyone else into it!""At least you know it's between us." Colin sneered. His gaze was as sharp as a blade as it swept over the two of them. He then shoved Aren aside and strode off without another word.Aspen's heart pounded with fear. She immediately turned back to Aren. "I'm so sorry. This is my fault. I dragged you into this. But don't worry, I'll make sure—""I'm not afraid of him." Aren cut her off firmly.He had studied abroad and had recently returned to start his
As soon as Gwyneth stepped out of the car, she leaned heavily into Colin, making sure everyone could see how close they were. Colin wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her toward the entrance. There, they ran into Aspen, who was just about to step inside. When he met Aspen's knowing, half-smiling gaze, he felt a sharp pang of discomfort, as if his hand holding Gwyneth's suddenly burned."Ms. Nicholls, please don't be mad. I've never been to an event like this before, so I begged Colin to bring me," Gwyneth said, her voice trembling. "I was so bored in the hospital, and I just wanted to get out for a bit. I-I didn't know you'd be here." Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke.In the past, Aspen would have made a scene, but now she simply smiled faintly and replied, "Ms. Sanders, you've had a tough time recovering in the hospital. Since you're here, make sure to enjoy yourself. Colin, take good care of her. If she sees anything she likes, make sure to buy it for her." H
What was supposed to be an urgent matter suddenly didn't feel so urgent to Colin. Puzzled, he stood there, glancing at Aspen and wondering why she wasn't making a scene like she used to. Sensing his confusion, Aspen looked back at him with the same questioning expression before finally waving him off. "Take your time. Don't let me keep you.""Wait for me," Colin said firmly before turning and striding away. Aspen watched him go, letting out a scoff of disdain. Then, she turned to Riley, who was still standing there, and snapped, "What are you staring at? Get the car ready. We can't be late.""But Mr. Fuller told you to wait for him," Riley replied, clearly confused. When had Aspen become so decisive?Aspen gave him a look that was both amused and exasperated. "You've worked for him for years, and you still don't know him? Do you really think he's coming back?" It wasn't like this had never happened before. The only difference was that back then, the empty promises had been mad
Facing the cameras, Aspen carried herself with confidence and grace, showing no sign of embarrassment despite the personal nature of the questions. It was as if none of this had anything to do with her. Colin had always wanted to see this composed and professional side of her. Yet, when he met her cold, emotionless gaze, he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of irritation. He had hated how she focused all her attention on him in the past, but now that she seemed completely indifferent, he found it even harder to accept. "Mrs. Fuller, what exactly is the relationship between Ms. Sanders and Mr. Fuller?" a reporter asked."Ms. Sanders is just Ms. Sanders, and I am Mrs. Fuller. Colin is right here beside me—isn't that answer enough?" Aspen replied with a soft smile. She took Colin's hand, interlacing their fingers in front of the cameras and proudly displaying their wedding rings. In reality, Aspen's original ring had been discarded long ago, and the one she wore now was a ch
It was exactly what Aspen wanted. There was no way Gwyneth could just move on and live a peaceful life now—not after what she had done to them. She had made their lives a living hell, so it was only fair for her to finally experience what it felt like to lose sleep over it.When the reporters bombarded her with questions, Aspen handled it with grace and poise, earning plenty of praise. She took this opportunity not only to officially acknowledge her identity but also to send a clear message—she was exceptional. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, and she was determined to make sure the whole world knew her name—she was Aspen Nicholls, not some pathetic caged canary or Mrs. Fuller.Watching her effortlessly take control of the situation, Colin found himself seeing her in a new light. He had always assumed she was just a woman who only cared about grocery store prices, but clearly, he had underestimated her.It almost felt like Aspen was a completely different person. The old As
"Is that so? This is the same gown a top international model just wore on the runway. How is it tasteless? Some people just can't let go of outdated ideas," Aspen shot back, rolling her eyes. It was the first time she had ever pushed back against Colin's criticism. In the past, no matter how harshly he judged her, she would stay silent, even questioning herself. But now, she knew better. She hadn't done anything wrong—it was Colin who was the problem.Even Howard had praised her look, but Colin, as usual, had nothing positive to say. His lack of taste and constant negativity were exhausting.Colin hadn't expected that his single comment would spark such a sharp response. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared at her. "Aspen, is this your new strategy? Are you trying to get my attention by acting out? Pathetic.""And yet, who exactly is the one obsessed with this?? Are we going or not?" Aspen snapped, losing patience. If she hadn't spent so much time perfecting her look, she might ha
With just a light touch of makeup, Aspen's features became even more refined and striking. Howard admired his work with deep satisfaction.Stylists like him prided themselves on their skills, but the truth was that working with a naturally beautiful canvas was far more enjoyable than doing a full transformation. Enhancing beauty was far easier than creating it from scratch, and the results were always breathtaking.The best makeup wasn't the kind that looked obvious. It was the kind that made people wonder if any had been applied at all.Aspen stared at her reflection in the mirror, finding the whole situation incredibly ironic. She used to love wearing bold, eye-catching colors like this, but after marrying Colin, she had gradually abandoned her own tastes, simply because he found them tacky.Over time, she had tried to match his so-called refined aesthetic, wearing muted, outdated tones to please him. Looking at herself now, she couldn't believe how far she had strayed from who
Standing by the door, Aspen listened to Gwyneth's tortured screams from inside the room. The sound sent a rush of satisfaction through her, but even that didn't feel like enough. Colin deserved to experience this kind of suffering too.When Aspen returned to her own hospital room, she found four stylists already waiting for her. They all stood respectfully, their postures formal.The lead stylist stepped forward with a polished smile. "Mrs. Fuller, I'm Howard Lewis. I'm here to do your styling for today."Then, he gestured toward the collections behind him, adding, "These are the latest designer gowns and accessories—you're free to choose anything you like."The dresses were all high-end couture, and the jewelry was nothing short of exquisite—each piece more extravagant than the last.One glance at the collection told Aspen that today's press conference and evening gala were of great significance. Otherwise, Colin wouldn't have invested this much. At his core, he was nothing more
After Colin left, Aspen grabbed the bouquet of hyacinths from the table and threw it into the trash, feeling a wave of disgust. She wasn't done, though. If there was one thing she excelled at, it was making people just as miserable as she felt. Aspen immediately headed upstairs to Gwyneth's room. Since Aren had already arranged everyone around Gwyneth, Aspen had no trouble making her way to Gwyneth's room. She walked in, her arms crossed, and sat down in a chair, smirking at Gwyneth. "So, this is what it's like to be Colin's true love? Seems exhausting."Gwyneth's face twisted with rage the moment she saw Aspen. Her voice was filled with venom as she screamed, "You bitch! You scheming, evil bitch!"Aspen would have stayed silent in the past, enduring the insults without a word. Then again, she was no longer that Aspen anymore. She strode forward and slapped Gwyneth across the face, hissing, "Who's the real bitch here? You knew he had a wife and a child, yet you still threw yo
Hearing Aspen's words, Aren quietly withdrew his hand and gave her a gentle smile. "Alright, I'll wait for you," he said softly, his voice warm and reassuring.This was the difference between Aren and Colin. Colin only cared about himself and never considered others. However, Aren chose to respect Aspen and give her space. Watching him, Aspen felt her resolve waver, and her heart stirred with emotions she had tried to suppress. To force herself to stay rational, she said something she didn't truly mean. "Aren, you should go. I can handle the rest on my own."Aren didn't push back. He simply nodded, gently brushing her cheek with his hand before standing up and walking out. As she watched his retreating figure, Aspen hugged herself tightly, taking a deep breath. Tears silently rolled down her cheeks....The next morning, Colin arrived with another bouquet of hyacinths. His face lit up with a warm smile. "How are you feeling today?"He was so gentle, acting as though Aspen was