"People want what they can't have, to the point where they might obsess over it," Me. Ashford said. "And the more out of reach the object of their desire is, the crazier that obsession becomes. "However, once they attain it, that desired item turns into something as plain as bread, regardless of how perfect it had initially seemed."He elaborated, "So, Noah's perfect impression of you will completely change if you start dating him. And eventually, he'll fall out of love with you and realize he can live without you."I found myself at a loss for words yet again. After a long pause, I said, "I only see Noah as a brother."The Noah I knew now was very different. I had met him when he was 13 years old, while he was still short and small. I had instantly regarded him as a little brother, and that impression remained deeply ingrained in my mind.To me, he was closer than my own family. Plus, I had no desire to date right now. And even if I did, I definitely wouldn't be able to develop
I was about to retort when Mr. Ashford spoke again."The pregnant woman with Timothy is his wife. They even have a child together. Do you plan on breaking apart the family just because of his face?" Mr. Ashford added.My eyes widened in shock."I have no such intentions!" I shot back indignantly.I wasn't even sure if Timothy was Irvin, but even if he was, I had just been caught off guard by the sight of someone who I thought was dead. My mind had been whirling as I struggled to process it all.I only wanted to confirm whether or not Timothy was Irvin. I never even thought of being with him, let alone being a homewrecker!Mr. Ashford glanced at me but didn't say anything further.Our food arrived just then, so I didn't say anything, either.…Mr. Ashford shot me a meaningful look after the meal, as if telling me to seriously consider what he had said. Then, he left.My mind wandered to his request as I watched his departing figure. Regardless, I also believed Noah and I were
The Global Technology Forum—or GTF—was a summit held once every three years. All nations around the world participated in it. This summit was like the Goringos of the technology industry and also the highest stage for scientific advancement.In just a few more minutes, our research would be revealed to the world. It would receive global attention and give countless paralyzed individuals the chance to walk again. The thought of this filled my team with excitement and joy.Mr. Holland was also in an unusually good mood today. The laidback old man had even forwent his usual casual attire and donned a suit and tie.We were about to go on stage and present our findings.Mr. Holland was so emotional that his eyes reddened with unshed tears.Patting my shoulder, he said, "I knew you could do it, Emi. I knew this day would come. You'll be able to connect with even more brilliant scientists through this summit, which will help you progress even further."You'll soar farther and higher i
At the VIP section of the conference hall, Noah exclaimed, "Look at her, Uncle Will. Isn't she incredible? She's absolutely dazzling!"His eyes were practically sparkling as he watched me shine on stage.Mr. Ashford sat beside him. Instead of responding, he leaned back lazily in his chair. His gaze was fixed on me as I presented on stage.Noah spoke again."I didn't go looking for Emilia because I'm chasing some dream, Uncle Will. I don't want to be with her short-term—I want to stay with her forever. I know what Grandfather expects of me, and I promise I will do everything to meet his expectations."So, please—don't stand between me and Emilia. Please don't stop us from being together. I can become the greatest man in the world with her by my side. But without her, I'm nothing—I'm worse than trash."Picking up on the underlying threat behind Noah's words, Mr. Ashford laughed mockingly.Then, he retorted, "Forever, you say? But tell me, kid, does she want the same thing as you?"
There were also intimate-looking photos of me and Shaun. Similarly, these photos had also been carefully framed to make regular interactions appear improper. They were deliberately made to deceive, especially the one of us entering a hotel near the university.Before I could recover from my shock, Lyle Gilbert pointed a knife at his abdomen.Lyle was one of my senior in the same program as me and had been on stage with me as a fellow presenter.His expression was filled with pain and despair as he cried out, "I'm sorry, everyone, for ruining the event, but I just can't take it anymore!""The credit for this research was supposed to belong to me and my fellow researchers. I was the reason we had our breakthrough. "However, Mr. Holland forced us to give Emilia Quill all the credit. If we refused, he said we wouldn't graduate. We tried everything, but we weren't able to change his mind. Thus, this was the only path left for us to take!"I stared with my mouth agape as Lyle spewed l
However, no one seemed to be listening.The truth didn't matter when a person was willing to die for a cause—all that mattered was that the person had been desperate enough to do so.After all, who would go so far if they hadn't been wronged? Would people feel the need to be self-destructive if they hadn't been utterly driven to despair?This sort of thinking remained at the forefront of people's minds, making them dismiss all contradictions. Everything they heard sounded false. It didn't matter if the evidence was right in front of them—they would reject it because they only wanted to believe what they had decided was true.And since the Global Technology Forum had been live streamed, it wasn't long before the whole country learned about what had happened.The internet erupted with outrage toward me in an instant. People on the internet nicknamed me "academic seductress". They were horrified that I had stolen someone else's research and then dared show my face at such a prestigio
Mr. Holland couldn't understand Lyle's actions.If it was for money, all Lyle had to do was wait a little longer. The patents for our research project had been applied under our team's name. So, once it went global, everyone in the research team would become rich beyond measure. Thus, Lyle wouldn't be lacking in money.Hypothetically, even if he desperately needed it, I was around. I was obscenely wealthy and considered the lab as my second home. As such, I had always been more than willing to lend a helping hand to anyone in the lab who needed funds.Mr. Holland couldn't make sense of what had happened. Why had Lyle done such a thing? What had pushed him to go to such self-destructive lengths just to destroy me and ruin Mr. Holland?He couldn't come to terms with what Lyle had done. He couldn't accept that a student so close to him had betrayed and slandered him. As a result, he collapsed.I watched over him as he lay in the hospital bed. Mr. Holland looked as though his life h
"Emi, I don't know what you're talking about."I turned my gaze toward him and chuckled. "Shaun, the great Professor Green. To be honest, I've always seen you as a dear friend. You have no idea how grateful I was to meet you that night, to have guided someone as capable and talented as you onto the right path and given Mr. Holland the chance to mentor such an outstanding student like you."As Shaun thought about the past, he parted his lips to say something, but in the end, no words came out."But as much as I was grateful back then, I regret it just as much now, for introducing you to Mr. Holland and giving you the chance to ruin his reputation." I continued to ask, "Shaun, how could you? You know how kind he was to you, how great of a person he was."He dedicated his entire life to research and his students. He wouldn't even treat himself to a decent meal, choosing instead to donate all his money to students in need. And yet, you tarnished his name. How could you?"If he had sla
"How could you take advantage of your position to seduce my husband! How could you knowingly become the other woman!" Grace accused.The photo she showed me on her phone was from when Irvin hugged me tightly after standing up from his wheelchair.When I first saw it, I was stunned. But then, it hit me—we had been watched this whole time!Based on the direction the photo was taken from, it could have only been taken from outside my work studio's window. And given that my studio was on the 10th floor, there was no way a random passerby snapped the photo by chance.Plus, the camera angle of the photo indicated it wasn't a coincidental shot. Someone had clearly been watching us from a floor above in the adjacent building.I also realized I had never closed the curtains in my studio. So, if someone had been watching us the entire time, they definitely knew Irvin had long since regained full use of his legs—which meant the Hardwells no longer needed my services.Thus, here came the poi
The young man's ability to stand again had filled his family with overwhelming joy. Coincidentally, it was also his 17th birthday, so they threw a grand birthday party and invited me to attend.I couldn't refuse. I was genuinely happy for him, so I went.Since his family was acquainted with William, they were undoubtedly influential figures in Lestoria. Therefore, the Hardwells were also invited.When I saw Grace pushing Irvin's wheelchair into the venue, attending the party as a married couple, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.I must really be a hopeless romantic.I had planned to use the time spent treating Irvin's legs to treat my withdrawal symptoms from him. I wanted my final decision to be cutting him out of my life completely.But instead of letting go—as I had hoped—the time we spent together only reminded me how good he once was to me.Even though I knew he had no choice, my heart still ached to see him with another woman.I truly…I really hated how I was. It made me
Because of Agatha's favoritism and stubbornness, Magnus had been growing increasingly impatient with her. "I think I've made myself very clear," he said, leaving no room for further discussion."Magnus, you can't do this! You can't just forget about Tim so soon! How could you treat him this way? Let me tell you—"Before she could finish, Magnus cut her off with a stern shout. "Enough! This is not up for discussion. I don't want to hear another word about it. Just leave!"Magnus' authority was absolute in the Hardwell family. Once he made a decision, Agatha had no power to change it no matter what.Though unwilling and displeased, she had no choice but to leave.As soon as Grace returned home, she was informed about the argument between Magnus and Agatha. She immediately rushed to find Agatha.The moment Agatha saw Grace, tears streamed down her face.Upon hearing that the argument had been about Irvin's hypnosis, Grace finally told her the truth, that Irvin had been faking it.
Grace had always wanted to stand at the pinnacle of power.The man beside her raised an eyebrow and suggested, "Then don't let her die. Force her into a dead-end and offer a hand, so she can be used by us."Grace chuckled but said nothing.Now that she had the picture she wanted, there was no need to continue watching. She withdrew her gaze and returned to the couch in the room.After taking a bottle of collagen, she finally looked at the man sitting across from her. "At the rate Irvin is recovering, he'll be fully healed in at most two to three weeks. Have you made all the preparations I asked for?" she asked."Of course! When have I ever failed to complete a task you gave me?" he replied confidently.Grace's lips curled into a smile. "Great."Seeing how she smiled so casually, completely without any hesitation or pain, the man couldn't help but comment. "Ms. Keller, you're ruthless indeed."Grace lowered her gaze and gently stroked her belly. She didn't respond.That night
Since Irvin had lost his memories, his behavior had regressed to that of his younger self.Although he had difficulty moving and had to avoid the Hardwells, he still prepared small surprises for me every time he came for treatment. Just like how he did when he was pursuing me.Just like when we were newlyweds.No matter how busy or exhausted he was, he always put in the effort to prepare something for me, whether it was a bouquet of flowers, a ticket to a movie I wanted to watch, or a dessert I loved.We were poor back then, and the things he gave me weren't worth much, but I was moved to tears every single time. After all, he was always thoughtful and affectionate. The eyes that were once cold and indifferent now burned with compassion and sincerity. Those naturally affectionate eyes gazed at me with so much love, as if I were his entire world.His one and only.That kind of love was irresistible, drawing me in.And I couldn't help but wonder, if none of it had happened, if
"I'm sorry, babe. Do you not like sunflowers? I… I saw online that…" Irvin stammered.He had searched for information about me online and discovered that I loved sunflowers, so he secretly hid one to give me. But I ended up crying instead of taking it with joy. Snapping out of it, I forced a smile and accepted the flower. "I do love it. Thank you."He stared at me, unsure if I was truly happy or just pretending."But don't call me 'babe' anymore. We're divorced." I couldn't bear to hear him say it in the same affectionate tone as before. That genuine, affectionate tone would only make me feel bad for him.And I didn't want to feel that way.Irvin, who was already anxious, panicked at my words. He grabbed my hands and said, "Babe, I couldn't find anything about what happened between us, but I know that it must have been my fault if we got divorced. "I'll make sure to be good from now on and listen to everything you say. Please, just give me another chance."Irvin had always
Adolescence was already a time when emotions are most unstable, making it easy to act impulsively and engage in risky behaviors. Being treated that way by my own family, I walked into the ocean, one step at a time.I wanted to die.I wanted them to regret, to suffer, to have everyone condemn them for killing their own daughter over an adopted one.I was so foolish back then, thinking I could punish them with my death. I completely forgot that they needed to actually care about me to feel remorse and pain for losing me. If they didn't care, it wouldn't matter if I died a thousand times.Using my own death to punish others is the most foolish thing in the world. I came to that realization when I was on the brink of death. I struggled, trying to make my way back to shore, desperate to survive. But then, a huge wave dragged me under, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stand up. I didn't know how to swim back then.Just when I thought I was going to die, a tall young man do
I comforted Mr. Holland for a long time before he finally felt better and ate some oatmeal.When I got home that night, I pulled out Irvin's medical records and the reports of his treatment with various devices. I analyzed his responses to the treatment to plan the next steps. I wasn't sure how I felt about Irvin, so I chose to ignore it completely and focus solely on treating his legs.If his legs could recover and function properly again, we would be even. No matter what happened in the future, I would take it one step at a time.Things would work out eventually.By the time I finished comparing all the data and finalized the device frequency settings for Irvin's treatment the next day, it was already past 1:00 am.I collapsed onto my bed and fell asleep immediately.Ever since my injuries from falling off the cliff, I needed sleeping pills to fall asleep every night. When I lost my memory, I thought my insomnia was due to the pain. But after my memories returned, I realized
William recalled that at the time of his accident, Cordelia and I had also been vacationing on the island.Although he didn't think it was possible, he instinctively asked anyway.I had assumed that William's intimidating presence on the way here was because he was angry at me for not answering his question.I never expected him to suddenly ask such a thing.Although I didn't know why, my first instinct was to admit that I had saved someone while I was on the island.But before I could say anything, his phone rang. It seemed like an urgent call. After answering it, he hurriedly told me he would send someone else to pick me up before leaving in his car.Feeling bad for troubling him when he was so busy, I sent him a message. I told him that he didn't need to send anyone and that I would call my own driver instead.William didn't reply to my text.Instead, Noah called. "Emi, there's an emergency at home. I have to leave for a while. Wait for me, I'll be right back." he said.W