Zoey put on some extra clothes before she went out unhurriedly. She didn't like the cold.She didn't question it when she noticed the bodyguards standing guard around the mansion. After all, it was only natural for Laurence to be more cautious after such a dangerous incident had occurred."Miss Jenner, where are you headed?" Larry detained her respectfully.Zoey dismissed the uneasy feeling that rose within her when she saw the guards staring her down as if she were a prisoner. She pursed her lips before saying, "I’m meeting Mr. Scott. Is there a problem with that?"Displeased, she clenched her hands into fists in an attempt to rein in her temper. "Do I need his permission to go out now?"Larry didn’t know how to answer that. He wasn’t a convincing liar, but he was worried that the truth would upset her, which would be detrimental to her health.She was weak enough as it was, and he didn’t think that she could put up with more agitation. So instead of telling her, he told one of the gu
Laurence pursed his lips and kept silent when he saw the tears in Zoey’s eyes and how pale she looked.She stood before him and teetered for a brief moment. Laurence reflexively reached out to steady her, but she refused his help, pushing his outstretched arm away expressionlessly. "Do you think that I’m ridiculous and in over my head?"Laurence withdrew his hand, his expression dark. "No," he said in all earnestness.Zoey was really irked this time around. She was usually stoic and calm, and no matter how sad or angry she got, she used to be able to compose herself and endure everything.Her edges had long been polished off.But everyone had their soft spots.Finally, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. They fell like raindrops, blurring her sight. "Why are you always so cruel to me? Why is it that you always hurt me so heartlessly every time?"Her words came out choked, her voice nothing but a rasp.Laurence reached out and gripped her wrist forcefully, fearful that she would d
Zoey lifted her head with strong determination in her eyes. She smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Scott, you’re also not my only option." She shrugged his hand away and continued, "You’re right, our relationship is merely transactional, and I should maximize my profits. Since it’s strictly business, I can take my business to others." Zoey watched as his expression hardened, his previously restrained anger coming to the surface. He looked very intimidating even when silent.Zoey looked down and mumbled, "I’m talking nonsense."Laurence grabbed her hands and brought her downstairs. Zoey broke free from him without hesitation, looked toward Tristan, who was sitting on the sofa, and stated boldly, "I remember Mr. Gray mentioning he was interested in me."When she finished, the living room became so quiet a pin drop could be heard. Even Tristan was taken aback for a moment. He had indeed said so before, even in front of Laurence. But that was the past; he wouldn't be so careless today.Zoey s
Zoey stayed silent to make herself unnoticeable. She forgot to mute her phone, and there was a sudden ping as she received a notification. She clicked on the message and saw that it was Mr. Lane asking about her. She didn’t want to disappoint him, but at the same time, she didn't want to cause him more trouble either. After some thought, she lowered her head and slowly typed, "Sorry, Mr. Lane, I’ve changed my mind."That was all she could say. Her heart sank as she saw him typing in the message box. Henry did not say anything unpleasant. He just asked, "Hmm. You’ve finished thinking about it?"The living room was a little dry, so her fingers were stiffer and clumsier than usual as she replied, "I’ve thought about it. There’s a year left. It will end soon."She thought the two-year period would pass in the blink of an eye, but now it seemed far from ending as if she couldn’t see the finish line.Henry answered, "I respect your decision. It’s up to you."Zoey could only offer her thank
Laurence thought he wasn’t stingy with his smiles at Zoey. Was he that ill-tempered?"We’ll go in the afternoon.""That’s right." Mrs. Scott couldn’t help but nag, "Look at Ryan and Sissy; they started dating in high school and maintained a good relationship until now. Ryan might not be better than you in other aspects, but he is definitely better at caring for his wife than you are. Sissy craves a lot of food now that she’s pregnant. Ryan even went and bought her some barbeque in the middle of the night."Mrs. Scott continued to fuss, "You would’ve just said Zoey was being a nuisance."Laurence raised his eyebrows and answered, "I won’t."Just as Mrs. Scott saw a glimmer of hope, Laurence continued calmly, "I won’t get her pregnant in these two years."Mrs. Scott was furious. "You’re going to piss me off!"Her husband’s bodyguard escorted her into the car, but Mrs. Scott was still reluctant to hang up the phone, so she continued, "Tell me honestly, are you still thinking of Sarah?"Th
Zoey’s hand was tightly secured in his palm, and she no longer struggled. She silently looked out the window for the entire ride. In fact, she rarely went to the mall with Laurence. He was always busy with work and felt it was a waste of time. Every month, luxury brands delivered customized clothing of the latest design to his doorstep. Zoey didn't go shopping much either; she didn’t have the time. Besides, it was too expensive to shop for branded items, and she couldn't support such financial expenses.Laurence was the president of a company. Although he rarely appeared in public, the mall’s manager was still able to recognize that he was a big shot, and she carefully greeted him.Laurence held on to Zoey’s thumb, firmly grabbed her hand, and took her into a boutique store. The mall’s manager followed behind Laurence and winked at the shop assistant, implying that they must pay these people extra attention. The store manager was summoned over, and she served them carefully and politel
Laurence was gentle and soft when he kissed her, but when the real action began, he became an insatiable beast, devouring her alive. Zoey hadn’t trimmed her nails lately and left a few marks on his back. He went too deep, and she had to hold back her moans by biting his shoulders.Laurence rubbed her back as if he were comforting her, but he never showed mercy, almost forcing her to tears in the end. Her were red, glistening with years. Zoey slowly drifted to sleep in his arms. Even in her dreams, she wanted to escape him and slept with her back facing him. Laurence was slightly dissatisfied and pulled her back into his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist, fully embracing her. Only then did he close his eyes happily. Later in the night, Zoey started to have a nightmare. She was sweating profusely and mumbling incoherently. She unconsciously clung to him like he was a lifesaver, crying and shouting, tears streaming down her pale face pitifully. Laurence was worried and gently woke
Zoey could only stare blankly at the table and utensils for a long time. Perhaps it was because she didn't know what to say to Laurence. Only silence remained.Laurence brought her a glass of fresh juice. It was sweet and refreshing. She felt full after half a glass, but she was still craving something, so she looked up and asked Laurence, "Do we have instant noodles at home?"She'd secretly stashed some in the utility room since he thought it was junk food. There might not be any in the old house. She wondered if the servants had kept any for emergencies. Laurence glanced at her silently.Zoey admitted, "I’m craving instant noodles."Laurence had always avoided such foods since he was a child. After some thought, he answered, "I don’t think there is any."Zoey found the loophole in his words and asked, "You don’t think?"Laurence clarified, "It means I’m uncertain."Laurence pinched her cheeks. "Because my mom would sometimes crave this unhealthy food too."Zoey was surprised. Mrs. S