Zoey’s messy hair and flushed cheeks made her appear fragile and beautiful.Her uneven breathing added to the tension in the cramped space as her face heated up. Her slender wrists were locked firmly in Laurence’s grip.She looked straight at the man whose weight was against her with her dark eyes.He was very good-looking, with refined facial features. There was a tenderness in his gloomy eyes, which were like a still, bottomless lake, and his gaze penetrated her heart.Her eyes trailed down to his Adam’s apple; he hadn’t spoken for a while, and she was also silent.It was normal for a man to love a woman.Zoey was usually timid, embarrassed, and uneasy when she had to face him. However, she didn’t know where she got the bold impulse today to raise her head and kiss him.Laurence was briefly stunned before he reciprocated, his hand absentmindedly holding the base of her head as he brought his knees to her waist, trapping her in the cramped space.His kiss was domineering, and
“I’ve booked flight tickets for tomorrow morning.” Laurence said, breaking the silence.He had long deviated from his initial plan to stay in Southgrove for only two days, partly because the snowstorm forced him to stay longer.Zoey stared out the window at the white scenery. Water trickled down the gutter as snow on the rooftop slowly melted, and the sunlight wasn’t as glaring due to the winter weather. She hummed in acknowledgment.She knew he’d have to leave eventually.She’d spent last year alone at Southgrove, and thinking back, it hadn’t been too bad.The sound from the show currently airing on TV provided some background noise as Zoey was lost in thought.“My mother wants to see you,” Laurence stated straightforwardly.“Oh.”Mrs. Scott had been contacting her over the past few days and even transferred quite a large sum of money to her over the New Year, saying it was pocket money. “I’ll cooperate,” Zoey answered after taking some time to think of a suitable response
Zoey was stunned, but she wouldn’t meekly resign herself to the situation all the time.Why did it matter to Laurence if she was happy or sad?“I can’t even be sad?” She asked in a puzzled tone. Her voice was neither soft nor loud.Laurence was silent as he stared at her confused eyes, the black orbs that made one want to love her tenderly. He was also aware that his earlier statement made him sound like a dictator.Pursing his lips, he replied, “It’s not a nice sight.”“I can’t control it.” Zoey turned her face away.“Don’t look at me if you don’t like it then,” she thought sullenly.Laurence didn’t say anything else, not wanting to trigger another unhappy fight with her a day before they had to fly.After all, they had been getting along quite harmoniously the past few days.…One tended to be sleepier when it came to morning flights.Zoey requested a pillow from the air stewardess and immediately fell asleep once she laid her head on it. The spacious first-class seat was
“I can’t be bothered to be concerned for you any longer,” Mrs. Scott said, pushing Laurence away.Zoey felt discomfort in her heart upon seeing how upset Mrs. Scott was. “Don’t be so upset, Mrs. Scott; it’s bad for your health,” she said as she poured a glass of water for her mother-in-law.However, Mrs. Scott was still incensed by the asshole behavior her son had shown—she had no influence over him despite being his mother.“Forget it.” She sighed. “I won’t bring it up in the future since you both don’t like to hear it.”…In a bedroom upstairs.After changing his clothes, Laurence turned to see Zoey working on something on the computer.He didn’t care enough to ask, and after a brief silence, he said to her, “Don’t take what my mom said earlier to heart.”Zoey’s fingers tensed. “You’re right. It’s meaningless to keep bringing it up when it has long passed.”Time would bury all the love, the hate, and the agony from that incident.Laurence grunted in response. Judging from h
Zoey didn’t know what illness Sarah had, but she’d heard it was quite serious.She didn’t plan on staying at the hospital long, and she didn’t intend to learn more about Sarah’s illness. She’d always kept Sarah out of sight and mind as someone she despised.It was hot outside the hospital as Zoey hailed a cab back to the Scott family home.Laurence didn’t return the next few days, and they didn’t contact each other.Mrs. Scott had called him twice, only to hear him say he was busy with something. Naturally, she was displeased. The holiday season hadn’t even ended, yet he was already so busy that he couldn’t be seen and didn’t even return home. “Is the company going to die without you?”Laurence had been staying at the hospital for the past few days. Last night, he’d stayed up for half the night. His eyes were bloodshot, and his veins stood out. “I’ll be coming home tomorrow, Mom,” he said, massaging his swollen temples.Mrs. Scott was still unhappy as she nagged him. “It wasn’t e
Sarah’s thumb was white from grabbing onto Laurence’s sleeve with all her strength. “I don’t want to die, Laurence. I can’t leave you.”Laurence couldn’t bring himself to push her away when he looked at her gaunt face. After a few seconds of hesitation, he said in a softer tone, “Then listen to the doctors and take your medication obediently. I won’t cast you aside.”This was his promise to her.“Is it because you still love me or because I’ve once saved your life?” she asked, her vision blurry from tears, some of which were genuine.The answer wasn’t important to her, but she still wanted to ask.Was it because he loved her or because he wanted to repay her?Was it because he couldn’t keep her out of his mind or because he was haunted by guilt? She secretly turned on the recorder hidden under the blanket with her other hand.He didn’t answer her; he knew very well whether or not it was because of love.Sarah could barely force a smile—his silence spoke volumes.Some feeling
Zoey had just woken up when she received the recording.She listened to their conversation apathetically and then deleted it without any deliberation.She’d long become immune to such things, so Sarah was just wasting her effort.The day had just turned dark when Zoey woke up from her long afternoon nap. She sat in bed and stared out the window as she gently hugged the blanket closer to her. Her expression was so vacant that it seemed her head would sound hollow if one were to knock on it; her consciousness was foggy from napping for too long.It took quite a while for her to get out of bed. She enjoyed dressing in loose and comfortable clothing whenever she was at home. Her nightgown was slightly wrinkled, and her long hair covered her back as she walked barefoot to the bathroom. Washing her face, she gradually felt herself become more conscious.The door to the bedroom opened at this moment.Zoey was stunned to see Laurence again after he’d been absent for so long. It had been
Divorce was an intention that grew crazily once a person had it.When they signed their prenuptial agreement, Zoey initially thought she wouldn’t want to terminate their marriage prematurely unless Laurence brought it up.Human nature had always been fickle.She ended up in this fake marriage by luck, and she’d been delusional when she overestimated that there wouldn’t be any feelings between them.Having run out of energy to continue talking to him, she sat on the bed and was silent.Laurence was unaware of her low spirits as he loosened his tie and called her over.Zoey didn’t move. Tightening her grip on her phone, she lowered her head so her hair hid her face. “What for?”Frowning slightly as he undid his sleeve buttons, Laurence’s beautiful face softened as he looked her in the eyes and asked, “You didn’t leave the house these past few days?”“No.” she shook her head.“Working on your sketches?” He already knew the answer as someone had informed him without needing to inq
Ryan had a reason for barging into the room. He thought he had seen something he shouldn't have.He had witnessed Zoey's relationship with his brother over the past few years. He hadn't thought so many things would happen between them when they got married.In the end, Laurence fell for her.The high and mighty guy had willingly become the loser for that woman.Zoey could tell from Ryan's reaction that he had misunderstood. Without bothering to explain, she walked straight out of the office.Laurence ignored Ryan, too. He treated Ryan as if he didn't exist and strode out the door after Zoey. Ryan was left alone in the office, dumbfounded.Laurence's assistant greeted him politely. "Are you here for ..."Ryan was still in a daze. He snapped to his senses and said, "I'm here to see my brother!""Mr. Scott just left.""I saw that.""Then, is there anything else I can do for you?"Ryan turned around to leave but returned halfway. He put his arm around the assistant's shoulder as
Zoey could feel the gazes on her as she stepped into the office. There were hardly any familiar faces left in the office.She secretly sighed in relief. She would have felt awkward and at a loss if she had to face the inquisitive gazes of acquaintances.Laurence held Zoey's hand, and she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased. She couldn't resist him.They entered Laurence's office. His office looked cold and plain, just like he was.Zoey noticed he was still grabbing her wrist. She took a deep breath and asked, "Where should I sit?"Perhaps surprised by her sudden cooperative attitude, Laurence raised an eyebrow. After a pause, he kindly reminded her, "The door is locked."Without a key, the door couldn't be opened from the inside.Zoey tried to pull her wrist away. "Got it."Laurence watched her sit on the sofa, and he relaxed slightly. He asked politely, "Would you like something to drink?"Zoey was momentarily lost in thought. She replied, "Warm water will do"Laur
Zoey was composed. She didn't seem worried about Laurence investigating her past in Novarvia. But deep down, she wasn't confident.Laurence had long lost any moral boundaries. Despite knowing she was married, he showed no concern about interfering in her marriage. He would likely become even more audacious and unrestrained if he discovered that her marriage was fake.Just the thought of it gave Zoey a headache. She never thought getting rid of someone would be so difficult, even if they held a certain position of power. Shaking him off became increasingly challenging.Lost in her contemplation, Zoey failed to notice the driver had changed direction. When she finally realized, the car was parked at the entrance of the Scott Group.Zoey pondered briefly. She thought the driver was sending Laurence off. She waited patiently and remained seated in the car.The man beside her calmly looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you getting out?"Zoey furrowed her brows. "Why should I?"
Sarah always seemed like she was thriving. Looking radiant, she hooked arms with the man beside her. She no longer looked as worn as she had a few months ago.Laurence was acquainted with the man beside her. His gaze was indifferent, showing neither surprise nor much emotion. Firmly grabbing Zoey's hands, Laurence wouldn't let her leave his side.Laurence had no intention of greeting Sarah or engaging with William. He held Zoey's hand, seemingly aware she didn't want to deal with them either. He turned his face to her and said, "Let's go."Zoey didn't refuse. They left quietly.This time, Sarah didn't stop Zoey. She usually tried provoking her.Once they were far away, Zoey immediately shook off Laurence's hand. He saw her furrowed brows and the undisguised disgust in her eyes. She must have hated Sarah a lot. She didn't even want to see her.Laurence explained, "I didn't know she would be here today."Zoey ignored him and walked ahead. The man behind her suddenly circled he
Zoey had no idea whether she was acting out of spite or being stubborn, but she arrived at the restaurant as promised. The restaurant had a private courtyard that offered great privacy. She didn't want to cause the person she was meeting any trouble. Neil's wife was once Zoey's client. Both parties were pleased with the business transaction. Zoey didn't like socializing, but she was out of alternatives. She forced herself to befriend Neil's wife. She had something to ask of Neil because her passport application had been dragging on without any progress. Zoey didn't want to lose control of her emotions again. She could still keep her cool if she stayed away from Laurence. To her surprise, Laurence had found out what she had been secretly up to. It was like he had installed a bug on her. She was horrified. "I've heard a lot of good things about you, Ms. Jenner." "You're too kind, Mr. Jackson." Neil was nicer than she expected. He didn't act superior or avoid the topic. Inst
Zoey ended the phone call. Without having to ask, Zoey knew what was going on when she saw Laurence. Needless to say, Laurence had taken the liberty to take the morning off for her. She couldn't be bothered to be angry. Instead, she felt numb as it had happened too many times before. Zoey looked down at her changed pajamas and turned to the man by the bed. She asked, "Where are my clothes?" Laurence met her gaze. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. "They were in the wash. They are in the dryer now." Zoey lifted the bed covers and stepped onto the carpet. She made a beeline for the walk-in closet, which was filled with many clothes she hadn't taken with her when she'd left years ago. She picked an outfit and put it on. Laurence was still in the bedroom when she walked out of the walk-in closet. He put on his tie and looked over at her. She glanced at him and said, "You should've woken me up last night." Laurence approached her. He was tall and looked sharp in his suit, with
Zoey was fast asleep. She thought she was dreaming when someone lifted her up. Her body clock over the last few days had been regular. She was going to bed early. Now, she couldn't keep her eyes open. Maybe she went back to sleep because she didn't sense any danger.Laurence hooked his arm behind Zoey's knees in a cradle and pulled her arm over his neck to secure her from falling. She mumbled in her sleep. He guessed that she was dreaming.Laurence couldn't hear what she was saying. He leaned in with his ear near her lips, but her mumbling stopped.The chauffeur, dedicated to his job, was on standby outside. Seeing his employer in the distance, he opened the door respectfully.Laurence carried Zoey into the car. The chauffeur closed the car door and glanced again at the woman in his employer's arms from the rear-view mirror. She looked familiar, but he didn't want to make any assumptions. "Where to, sir?" The chauffeur couldn't read his employer's mind, so he was careful not to
The bar wasn't too far from the restaurant. It was less than a ten-minute drive away. Laurence refused to let go of Zoey's wrist. He was bold to show off their closeness even though it was inappropriate. The others could hardly take their eyes off the couple. It was drama in the flesh. If they remembered correctly, Zoey had denied their relationship online two days before. She had even announced her marriage to someone else to set the record straight. What was going on? They had a hunch about the situation, judging by the resistance on Zoey's face. Maybe her ex-husband wouldn't leave her alone. The man seemed relentless in his pursuit. Nevertheless, it was not their business to get involved. At the end of the day, it was between Zoey and Laurence. Everybody quieted down and sobered up. The group caught a cab to the destination. Laurence shamelessly invited himself to join the group, and no one objected, not even politely. They weren't fools. They wouldn't offend the man for
Zoey felt a tingling sensation along her ear. It felt as if she had been electrocuted. Laurence's tone was half-joking, but there was seriousness behind it. He was ready to tell on her to her husband the moment she nodded. Zoey had lost her patience with him a long time ago. She couldn't help but snap back every time. She looked up. Her face was small. She was about to tell him to get lost when the man took the chance to deepen the kiss. He squeezed her chin, forcing her to part her lips to let him in. Zoey was pinned against the wall. His scorching breath took hers away. She was trapped like prey in a snare. The more she struggled, the tighter his grip became.Laurence didn't stop with a brief kiss. He didn't give Zoey room to breathe, and she could feel her limbs going weak. Her tongue was going numb. The woman opened her mouth, gasping for air. She hung onto his collar to stop herself from going limp. The man was always greedy. He could never get enough of her. Zoey had