After my parents passed away, my uncle Terrence, who was not related to me by blood, became my guardian. He raised me and treated me like a princess. Everyone knew that he loved me, his niece without any blood ties, more than anything—willing to move heaven and earth for me. However, a few people knew that the relationship between us was not that straightforward. On my 21st birthday, we had a one-night stand. When I later found myself weak, nauseous, and struggling with waves of discomfort, my first instinct was to seek out Terrence. Yet, what awaited me was the sight of his secretary, disheveled, perched on his lap, playfully clinging to him. When he saw me, his expression darkened. "Pearl, get out! Since when did my office become a place you can barge into?!" Turning pale, I quietly closed the door after me. The faint sounds of kissing and soft moans seeped through, leaving me trembling uncontrollably.
View MoreWhen I woke up again, half a month had already passed.The doctor said I had experienced significant trauma and that waking up at all was a stroke of luck.At this juncture, Terrence sat silently by my bedside, unable to meet my gaze. He was gravely injured, but ever since he left the ICU, he had stubbornly come to see me every single day despite everyone’s attempts to dissuade him.The ring on his finger was still there. I stared at the ring I had once yearned for and let out a long sigh.“Uncle, it’s time to wake up.”We were never meant to be, in any sense of the word. However, our fates were eerily similar—losing our parents at a young age and leaning on each other to make it this far. For me, the line between familial love and romantic love has always been blurred.Perhaps my wounds were all caused by him, but deep down, I couldn’t bring myself to wholly love or hate him. He had been there for me every sleepless night after losing my parents. In my not-so-long life, he had o
“Pearl, do it.”Terrence’s deranged gaze fell on my abdomen. Ever since he had torn off his facade in front of me, he no longer bothered to hide his madness.At this moment, his cold hand forcibly gripped my wrist, guiding me to plunge the knife into Lyra’s chest.In the next instant, chaos erupted.A burly man behind me suddenly lunged forward, a blade aimed directly at my body with alarming speed. Just as the blade closed in, without the slightest hesitation, Terrence stepped in front of me, taking the stab meant for me.My hands and feet turned ice-cold, trembling uncontrollably, but I didn’t dare loosen my grip on the knife.At some point, Lyra had struggled to sit up. She brushed away her filthy, matted hair, her bulging eyes glaring at me and the wounded Terrence slumped in my arms.“You... you Mottson scumbags deserve to die…”She let out a strange, triumphant laugh, her eyes filled with the ecstasy of long-awaited revenge. A sharp, stabbing pain flared in my head, so in
“Maniac!”In the end, I couldn’t escape my fate. I was forcibly dragged into the car, my hands bound with duct tape to prevent me from jumping out and escaping.Terrence didn’t show the slightest trace of anger at my curses. Instead, he chuckled indulgently and handed me a tablet.“Pearl, that woman kept us apart for so long and even caused us to lose a child. She deserves to be punished.” His deep voice echoed alongside the rumble of the engine. He unlocked the screen for me and pulled up a video.On the screen, a naked woman was being pinned to the ground. A searing hot branding iron was pressed against her flesh, making her scream in agony. Her cries were muffled by a filthy rag stuffed into her mouth by the men restraining her.Syringe after syringe of unknown substances was injected into her body. She writhed and twisted on the ground, her black hair plastered to her face, revealing a pair of eyes filled with hatred.It was Lyra—the woman Terrence had once held so dear, the
I never imagined I would see Terrence again so soon in Alexandria. In my plans, the loopholes I had deliberately left should have been enough to keep him overwhelmed, but…As if he had seen through my thoughts, Terrence spoke in a low, steady voice, “Pearl, come home with me. Nothing is more important than you.”He smiled, but his grip was unrelenting, so forceful it made me gasp in pain.“Uncle, let go of me! You’re hurting me!”Terrence had always traveled with an entourage, and this time, he had gone all out, bringing along several burly bodyguards just to ensure I wouldn’t escape.Jules and Clara weren’t by my side at that moment, and Terrence had deliberately chosen this timing to catch me.I bit my lip, my eyes full of wariness.“Everything before… it was my fault. I was wrong.” His gaze was as tender as it had been in the past, the kind of warmth that could drown me in his eyes, but now, after witnessing how he had protected Lyra and the infatuation he had shown her, such
The room was a wreck, completely trashed by Terrence’s rampage, leaving it in utter ruins. No one could stop him, and as a last resort, the still-fragile Lyra was brought back.“Terrence?”In the dimly lit room, a weak lamp cast a faint glow. Lyra stood at the doorway to the study, dressed thinly and looking at Terrence’s volatile expression with a hint of trepidation.“Don’t be too upset, Terrence. We’ll have another child… It’s all Pearl’s fault. If she hadn’t deliberately sent someone, we wouldn’t have lost our first child.”Lyra wiped her tears and, as she always did, leaned into Terrence’s arms to act coy. In her mind, Terrence’s anger and fury were entirely reserved for Pearl. Naturally, he would take her—his wounded, suffering lover—into his arms and console her.However, in the next moment, her delicate neck was gripped tightly. Reeking of smoke, Terrence rose slowly to his feet, his strong arms lifting Lyra into the air. Her legs kicked weakly, and just as she was on the
Right before boarding, I was checking my bag when my phone suddenly rang.“Pearl, you were pregnant? And you went and had an abortion by yourself?”A voice laced with anger and disbelief came through the phone. The surrounding passengers turned to look at me with curious eyes. Embarrassed, I quickly lowered the volume.Terrence finding out about this wasn’t surprising. After all, as the man who had steered the Terranet Corporation for years, his network of informants was extensive.“Didn’t I tell you to behave yourself?! You’re a girl! Can’t you have some self-respect? Where are you right now? I want to see you within the hour!”“I can’t come,” I replied crisply. “Uncle, I’m an adult now. Technically, your role as my guardian has expired. Also, we’re not related by blood, so you have no right to interfere in my life. And one more thing—the child I aborted wasn’t Jules’. It was yours.“Now that the child is gone, nothing is tying us together anymore. I’ve already transferred the m
My heart was dead, devoid of any will to struggle. I lowered my gaze, bracing myself for the pain to come.However, things didn’t go as I expected.The knife was driven straight into Lyra’s abdomen!“You chose wrong, Mr. Terrence,” the captor said, his voice cold and mocking. “The one who hired me was Miss Pearl here. How would I dare harm my own employer?”The assailant, clearly a trained professional, moved swiftly and with familiarity with the unfinished building’s layout. In moments, he vanished into the shadows.A sharp, piercing scream filled the air. I stared at the unfolding chaos, my body weak, as though every ounce of strength had been drained from me.Amidst the commotion, someone shoved me to the ground. Lyra was held tightly in Terrence’s arms, her face pale but her eyes gleaming with triumph as she glanced at me.“Pearl! You’re... beyond redemption!” Terrence spat, his voice shaking with fury. Without hesitation, he slapped me across the face and carried Lyra away.
Actually, when I saw the blood beneath me, I panicked, thinking there was no way to save the baby.Fortunately, perhaps the heavens had mercy. When I regained consciousness, the doctor delivered the good news that the baby was still safe.“However, you must take care of yourself—no more extreme emotional ups and downs.”I lowered my eyes and nodded at all the doctor’s instructions.“Pearl, Terrence is unreliable.” Clara pursed her lips, her face filled with indignation. “I called him several times, and he didn’t even pick up. Who acts like this? And you still…”The next second, Clara screamed, nearly dropping her phone. “Pearl, check your phone! Is that photo of you and Terrence real? Tell me it’s fake!”Opening the news, I saw the image of me sitting on the ground last night while Terrence walked away.Digging up scandals among the wealthy had become a favorite pastime of paparazzi in recent years. I had always been well-protected before, so I’d never paid much attention to suc
“Pearl!” The voice, laden with authority and anger, rang out. I suppressed the grievance in my heart and raised my head, feigning nonchalance. “Uncle, I’m just feeling a little unwell. I didn’t mean to make things difficult for your fiancée.”Resentment and sorrow crept through me like tendrils, but I swallowed it all down and forced a weak smile at the two before me.Seeing that I had made my stance clear, Terrence was unwilling to press the matter further. Wrapping an arm around Lyra’s slender waist, the two of them walked into the house, chatting and laughing, not sparing me a single extra glance.That family dinner was bland and tasteless.Terrence, who always adhered strictly to dining etiquette, gave Lyra the liberty to tease him and laugh wantonly. The entire table’s dishes had been changed to suit her preferences. Watching the two of them harmonize so naturally left my heart aching with bitterness.Perhaps it was the pregnancy, but I had neither the energy nor the will t
The pregnancy report in my hand felt like a hot potato, inexplicably filling me with anxiety. I pinched the bridge of my nose, suppressing the irritation welling up in my chest, and stepped out of the hospital.The phone call was mercilessly hung up. Lowering my gaze, I realized the pregnancy report in my hand had been crumpled into a wrinkled ball without my noticing.I couldn’t go back home. Terrence Mottson’s assistant had already messaged me earlier, telling me to find a friend’s place to stay at. Hmph, Terrence and that secretary were cozying up in the villa my parents left behind while I was left out on the streets?“Pearl Mottson!” Through a rolled-down car window, Jules stuck half his body out, calling my name with a playful grin. “Come on, let’s go hang out at my place. I’m hosting a party!”Jules Caston, my uncle’s business rival on the surface, was a devil-may-care man who lived without a care in the world. My uncle always forbade me from interacting with him.But now.....
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