I glanced at Irvin.I couldn't help feeling the corpse before us wasn't Julianne's. I believed she had faked her death and that Irvin had helped her do so.Hence, when I saw how red and swollen his eyes were, I sneered. He was putting up such a good act.Irvin seemed to know the reason behind my sneer. However, he wasn't comfortable speaking while the police were still present. Thus, he didn't say anything to me and instead turned to my parents."Henry, Catherine, please don't be like this. It's not Emi's fault. It was just an accident…" Irvin teared up when he mentioned the last part."Accident? Impossible!" Mom exclaimed. "This wasn't an accident! It's that bitch's fault that Lianne is dead. It was Emilia—" An idea seemed to come to her mind as she spoke because in the next second, she grabbed onto one of the officers and pointed at me."That's right—It was her. She did it! Getting Lianne imprisoned wasn't enough for her—she wanted her dead too! So when she heard Lianne was r
Cordelia heard about Julianne's death after she returned from vacation. She also learned I was in denial about it.Because of this, she told me that while love and hate were completely opposite emotions, they actually weren't very different.Loving someone too much would lead one to do anything to ensure the person was happy. Then, if the person suddenly passed away, it would feel unbearable. One would feel the person shouldn't and couldn't have died just like that.On the other hand, hating someone too much would have one doing everything to make the person suffer. And if they abruptly died, one would lose the target of your vengefulness. Similarly, one would also be in disbelief over their death.Cordelia claims this was the reason I felt Julianne wasn't dead.I was at a loss for words.What she said made some sense. However, my hatred toward Julianne hadn't reached the point where it was all-consuming. I just…"Oh, come on! Stop thinking about her!" Cordelia exclaimed, interr
Leaning back in my seat, I smiled and replied, "Nope."I had finally gotten out of one fire pit, so I definitely didn't want to jump back into another. In fact, I hadn't thought about dating at all.Noah smiled and was about to say something. But then, I quickly added, "But there's no harm in having a little fun."Just because I didn't want to get into another relationship didn't mean I couldn't fool around with handsome men. Life was hard, so I might as well enjoy what it had to offer whenever there was a chance. Besides, what woman didn't like to check out good-looking men?The car came to a stop before Noah could think of a response. As I stepped outside, I received a call from the lab.Although I hadn't officially started grad school yet, I was already logging hours in the lab by helping out wherever I could. I would only start school in the spring of next year, so I had to wait until then before I could officially participate in the lab's research.I walked as I talked on th
Women always had little self-control when it came to pretty clothes, bags, and jewelry.However, when money wasn't a question, that resistance instantly evaporated because they could buy whatever they wanted.Originally, Cordelia and I had gone out to shop for outfits to wear on our upcoming vacation. But in the end, we got carried away and also bought everything else—various gold and diamond jewelry, hair accessories, and even food and drinks.Our arms were bursting with bags. And although Noah insisted he didn't want anything, we also bought plenty of things for him—especially clothes.Noah was insanely good-looking and naturally blessed with model-like body proportions. He looked so good in everything he tried on that we couldn't help having it all wrapped up.Just as we were about to give in and make more purchases for him, we heard someone yelling."Emilia, you bitch! How dare you spoil your boy toy with Irvin's money!"It was Simone. She was marching toward me, but my body
I was found by an older man who was fishing early in the morning. When he cast his line, the hook accidentally snagged onto me, and no matter how hard he pulled, it wouldn't come loose. He got closer and saw me floating in the water. Terrified, he dropped his fishing rod and ran to call the cops.When the police pulled me out of the water, I was barely breathing. The doctors who treated me didn't think I would survive, and my family didn't even bother signing the consent forms for further treatment. Yet somehow, I clung to life and became a medical miracle.The moment of impact when I fell was excruciating, but waking up afterward was so much worse. The pain was unbearable; it felt like my body was punishing me for surviving. Out of the 206 bones in a human body, I had broken 108, some of them shattered into fragments. Every inch of me hurt, and the torment made me wish I hadn't made it.I couldn't move, nor could I stand anyone touching me. Even when the nurse lightly pressed o
The man frowned when he saw the shards of glass on the floor, his cold, arrogant demeanor becoming even more intimidating. "Throwing tantrums and breaking things in the hospital? When are you going to grow up?"I stared at him, completely confused. I wondered, "A tantrum? Breaking things? Who's this guy?"He looked like he had more to say but seemed to think better of it. Instead, he scowled and said, "Lianne is refusing to leave the hospital and go home because of your antics."She's upset and talking about leaving. No matter what, you're going to apologize to her today and convince her to stay."He stepped forward and reached out to pull me off the bed. Instinctively, I recoiled from his hand and shouted, "Who are you? I don't know you! Don't touch me!"Although I could move now, my injuries hadn't fully healed, and the thought of someone touching me terrified me.He frowned, clearly annoyed. "Emilia, what are you doing now?""What am I doing? I don't even know who you are! Yo
Suddenly finding out I had a husband made it impossible to fall asleep, so I decided to call my best friend, Cordelia Lowell. I hadn't reached out to her for months because I didn't want her to worry about my injuries. Thankfully, she hadn't contacted me either. If she had, she definitely would have found out how badly I was hurt.But the moment the call connected, I couldn't help but feel a little bitter as I said, "Cordelia, you're so mean. I didn't call you, so you decided not to call me either? It's been over two months! Not a single call or even a text. Are you serious?"I expected her to hurriedly explain that she had been somewhere remote, buried in research, with no signal or way to contact me. Instead, there was a long silence on the other end before she finally said, "Emilia, we're not friends anymore. Did you forget we cut ties?"Her words hit me harder than the revelation about my mysterious husband. I was completely stunned. Cordelia was my best friend in the world—
I did not sit idly by during the month I spent in rehab. I made sure to conduct a thorough investigation of my relationship with Irvin and Julianne.Irvin and I had married for love—I thought I was marrying for the right reasons. I had poured everything into helping him start his business, even abandoning my studies to become a housewife so I could take better care of him.But all along, he was just using me, pretending to care. The truth was, he was in love with Julianne.After Julianne returned, things became clear. On our wedding anniversary, Irvin took Julianne to see the Northern Lights. On my birthday, he took her to Thogyo to enjoy the romantic spring season. For Valentine's Day, he gave her enough red roses to fill an entire villa and a massive diamond ring. Meanwhile, I received only the free gifts he got when buying her presents.Despite all of this, I didn't want to divorce him. After the pain, I still served him, running around taking care of him, just hoping to keep
Women always had little self-control when it came to pretty clothes, bags, and jewelry.However, when money wasn't a question, that resistance instantly evaporated because they could buy whatever they wanted.Originally, Cordelia and I had gone out to shop for outfits to wear on our upcoming vacation. But in the end, we got carried away and also bought everything else—various gold and diamond jewelry, hair accessories, and even food and drinks.Our arms were bursting with bags. And although Noah insisted he didn't want anything, we also bought plenty of things for him—especially clothes.Noah was insanely good-looking and naturally blessed with model-like body proportions. He looked so good in everything he tried on that we couldn't help having it all wrapped up.Just as we were about to give in and make more purchases for him, we heard someone yelling."Emilia, you bitch! How dare you spoil your boy toy with Irvin's money!"It was Simone. She was marching toward me, but my body
Leaning back in my seat, I smiled and replied, "Nope."I had finally gotten out of one fire pit, so I definitely didn't want to jump back into another. In fact, I hadn't thought about dating at all.Noah smiled and was about to say something. But then, I quickly added, "But there's no harm in having a little fun."Just because I didn't want to get into another relationship didn't mean I couldn't fool around with handsome men. Life was hard, so I might as well enjoy what it had to offer whenever there was a chance. Besides, what woman didn't like to check out good-looking men?The car came to a stop before Noah could think of a response. As I stepped outside, I received a call from the lab.Although I hadn't officially started grad school yet, I was already logging hours in the lab by helping out wherever I could. I would only start school in the spring of next year, so I had to wait until then before I could officially participate in the lab's research.I walked as I talked on th
Cordelia heard about Julianne's death after she returned from vacation. She also learned I was in denial about it.Because of this, she told me that while love and hate were completely opposite emotions, they actually weren't very different.Loving someone too much would lead one to do anything to ensure the person was happy. Then, if the person suddenly passed away, it would feel unbearable. One would feel the person shouldn't and couldn't have died just like that.On the other hand, hating someone too much would have one doing everything to make the person suffer. And if they abruptly died, one would lose the target of your vengefulness. Similarly, one would also be in disbelief over their death.Cordelia claims this was the reason I felt Julianne wasn't dead.I was at a loss for words.What she said made some sense. However, my hatred toward Julianne hadn't reached the point where it was all-consuming. I just…"Oh, come on! Stop thinking about her!" Cordelia exclaimed, interr
I glanced at Irvin.I couldn't help feeling the corpse before us wasn't Julianne's. I believed she had faked her death and that Irvin had helped her do so.Hence, when I saw how red and swollen his eyes were, I sneered. He was putting up such a good act.Irvin seemed to know the reason behind my sneer. However, he wasn't comfortable speaking while the police were still present. Thus, he didn't say anything to me and instead turned to my parents."Henry, Catherine, please don't be like this. It's not Emi's fault. It was just an accident…" Irvin teared up when he mentioned the last part."Accident? Impossible!" Mom exclaimed. "This wasn't an accident! It's that bitch's fault that Lianne is dead. It was Emilia—" An idea seemed to come to her mind as she spoke because in the next second, she grabbed onto one of the officers and pointed at me."That's right—It was her. She did it! Getting Lianne imprisoned wasn't enough for her—she wanted her dead too! So when she heard Lianne was r
I continued ignoring Henry and Mom. I acted as though I didn't hear a thing no matter how they cussed at me.After the trial was adjourned, Mark and I immediately busied ourselves with finding a breakthrough in this case.We needed to convince our key witness to stick to our original agreement. In addition to re-identifying Julianne as the mastermind, we also wanted him to testify that Irvin had interfered with the judicial process.As we were in the midst of figuring out how to do this, we suddenly received news from the detention center—Julianne was dead!She had always had a sickly body. Additionally, she had lived a pampered lifestyle. Thus, she couldn't bear the conditions in the detention center.On the third day after Julianne had been detained, she started to feel unwell. Then, she fell seriously ill by the fifth day. She had also been sick yesterday. As the doctors at the detention center weren't equipped to treat her, she had been sent to the nearest hospital to receive
I felt the heat from a malicious glare the moment I entered the courtroom.Upon meeting Julianne's hateful gaze, I could tell she wished I was dead. Smiling arrogantly, I challengingly cocked an eyebrow at her.The look on my face seemed to say, "Oh? You want me dead? I'm not the one who's finished right now—you are!"Julianne's hatred instantly intensified at my cocky provocation. She had never wanted me dead as much as she did in this moment. However, her fervent wishes were all in vain. She knew she was no longer a match for me now. I was no longer the dirty doormat beneath her shoe.Julianne knew she would be lucky if she could walk away from this criminal trial unscathed. She also knew she couldn't make any mistakes during the trial session. Thus, she didn't glance my way again. Even so, she couldn't stop her hatred for me from brewing. She absolutely despised me.Julianne had received praise for her looks since she was young.When she joined the Quill family, she had di
My exam spanned two days.Irvin stood outside the exam center and watched me the entire time. His gaze was so intense that his buddies even felt heartbroken for him. Thus, they found a way to let me know what he had been doing in hopes I would feel sorry for him.However, I didn't feel sorry for Irvin when I found out he had been following me this whole time. Instead, I thought he was a stalker and passed him a warning through his buddies. I told them to tell him I would call the police if he continued following me.His buddies were taken aback by my reaction. Having witnessed how strongly I had loved Irvin, they couldn't believe I was completely unsympathetic. In fact, they were shocked when I had even threatened to call the police.…I went through my answers with Mr. Holland after the exam was over. Once I had confirmed I had no issues passing it, I finally relaxed.Coincidentally, it was just in time for Julianne's criminal trial for my near-death kidnapping.Mom and Henry h
Following the direction Landon was pointing at, Irvin spotted Noah. His eyes darkened, but he didn't respond.Landon said, "Emilia is beautiful and wealthy. She'll be swarmed by suitors very soon now that she's divorced. I really think you were too impulsive when you gave all your assets to her. If you want to have a chance of winning her back, I suggest you figure out how to get some cash on hand, Irvin."Otherwise, you won't be able to win her back. Not only that, you'll have to watch helplessly as another man snatches her away. Or worse, she might even be scammed out of her money and love."Landon genuinely felt Irvin had made the wrong move. Regardless of how remorseful he was, he still shouldn't have transferred all his assets to me.We lived in a capitalistic era, so what could Irvin possibly have without money? Without it, he had nothing and was a nobody. Forget about getting me back, he would probably have no choice but to watch as I was snatched away by someone else.Irvi
I hadn't even taken my exam, and I already promised to buy two meals.Noah insisted on accompanying me to the exam center after we finished eating. He claimed he had nothing to do at home, so I agreed.We soon arrived at the exam center. Once we alighted from the car, I told him to find a café and wait for me there. I would call him once I was done with the exam.As soon as I finished speaking, someone else butted into our conversation."Exam? No way, Emilia! Don't tell me you're talking about the exam for grad school? Why would someone like you even try getting into one?" said a female voice.I turned toward the direction of the voice with my brow furrowed. It belonged to Lily's mother, Susan Walter.I involuntarily grimaced as I recalled our last encounter. She had incessantly tried to set me up with that nephew of hers—I think he had a Ph.D."No offense, Emilia, but aren't you too old for that?" Susan asked without waiting for a response. "Why are you trying to get into grad