Zoey continued to play dumb with Laurence. “I have no idea what you’re babbling about.”Laurence wasn’t angry at all as he smiled and pulled her into his arms so he could cuddle her, pressing her close to his body. “Was I babbling?”Zoey’s lashes fluttered. Worried that he would be furious, she insincerely answered, “Maybe it’s because you haven’t fully recovered yet. The fever must've damaged your brain.”Laurence was still surprisingly patient with her. “Zoey, why didn’t I realize that you have such a sharp tongue?”Zoey was annoyed. She shouldn’t be acting this way in front of him, for it seemed to have piqued his interest. She then averted her gaze. “No, I don’t have a sharp tongue. I’m not like that,” she retorted, her answer rebellious despite the sweet look on her face. She spoke with such a gentle voice, and with her accent, she sounded adorable.Laurence didn’t continue to linger on this trivial thought. Instead, he harshly bit down on those soft lips he'd been fantasiz
As she stood at the entrance of the elevator, Zoey stared blankly at Laurence with a somewhat bewildered expression on her face.The light from the hallway fell evenly on his shoulders and shone on his beautiful face.The way he looked in the light made her feel like she was dreaming.Zoey's heart was thumping so wildly that it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. Her hands tightened around the bag in her hand as she slowly started to move towards him, almost as if she were afraid of breaking this beautiful dream of hers. "What are you doing here?" she asked softly.For a moment, she actually thought that she was dreaming. Husband...The word just sounded so foreign to her, especially when it came out of Laurence Scott's own mouth.This kind of ordinary and cozy life was something she'd always dreamed about.Laurence then lifted the plastic bag in her hands with one hand and raised an eyebrow. "You refused to come over to my place, so I had to come here instead."
In the past, whenever the topic was brought up, whether it was a serious question or a lighthearted one, Zoey would either be tight-lipped or she would straight-up lie. She'd never said those words to Laurence before.She'd even made a vow to herself that she would hide her true feelings and never utter those words out loud to him. After all, some words, if not said at the right time, would probably have no chance of being said ever again in the future.When the right time passed, the words would really be gone too.Her face was damp from all her tears. She had no idea why she was crying, though, and tears kept silently dripping down her face regardless.She didn’t care whether Laurence took it seriously or shrugged it off, as she'd decided that she could now die without any regrets.While she'd done it under the most unflattering conditions, it was still a relief to think that she'd finally confessed the feelings that she had long suppressed since her youth.She hugged him tig
Zoey lost the courage to lie to him, knowing that he was staring at her.His gaze was so intense, dark, and gloomy at the same time. Those beautiful eyes of his seemed to reflect a kind of obsessiveness he'd had since his youth. She'd never seen him look at her like this until now.It was almost as if he deemed her someone who was very important to him.She, on the other hand, was a total mess on the inside, as she still wasn’t sure whether she should admit it or continue to deny it.After a long pause, she took a deep breath and slowly lifted her face to meet his gaze. She fixed her clear gaze on him and said, "As long as you’re serious about this, then I will be too, Mr. Scott."Her answer made him unfurl his eyebrows and put down his guard. That unexplainable choking feeling in his chest also started to gradually dissipate."You know that I never joke about these kinds of things, Zoey," he replied as he looked her squarely in the eye.Her heart skipped a beat upon hearing tha
Zoey ignored Shawn's message. She thought that Shawn was the type to go crazy every once in a while. Whenever he got bored, he'd show up just to ruin her peaceful life.Zoey didn't want him to disrupt her mood or her life again.As Laurence came out of the kitchen, he noticed her sitting on the couch, spacing out at her phone with a dazed look on her face. In a way, she looked pretty stupid. He sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "What are you thinking about?"Zoey's posture was very stiff, so she straightened up. A moment later, she replied, "I'm thinking about my mom."Laurence hummed in response. "Isn't she getting treated at the hospital?""I want to bring her home so that I can take care of her." Zoey knew it was a bad idea, but she felt anxious thanks to Sarah and Shawn. "I can drive Mom to the hospital and pick her up when she's done with her treatment every day."It sounded like a troublesome plan, but Zoey didn't mind it.Laurence disagreed wit
Tristan's expression darkened immediately. Even the smile that curled on his lips was cold. All he'd done was probe lightly, yet he could already sense that Laurence's feelings for Zoey had truly changed.Laurence had never treated Zoey like an actual wife in the past. Everyone around him knew the cause of the marriage all too well.Tristan forcefully suppressed the hint of weirdness that was starting to bud in his heart. No matter what, Zoey was still Laurence's wife. Tristan knew that he shouldn't reveal any signs of wanting to pursue her for now."I thought you and Zoey were about to put an end to this relationship." For some reason, Tristan didn't want to change his usual way of referring to Zoey and stubbornly chose to call her by her name. To him, it was a beautiful name.After that, a nonchalant smile appeared on Tristan's face as he pretended to sound very casual. "It seems that you've fallen in love with each other for real."Laurence looked rather thoughtful. "I suppos
The dinner was organized at the Preston family’s house, which had a large courtyard, and there were bodyguards standing guard beyond the gates.Zoey followed Laurence past the bodyguards, who were checking guest invitations at the front entrance. None of the bodyguards bothered to ask him for his invitation, and he walked inside with big strides while holding her hand.Zoey tried to break free from him to find something to eat, but Laurence seemed determined to hold her hand for the rest of the night. Her anxiety rose as she looked around, noticing that she knew some of the guests. However, Laurence was unphased as he held her hand; it was like he didn’t care what people were saying about them.Zoey tried to break free from his grasp again, which prompted a quick glance from Laurence. “What are you doing?”She paused, feeling like she'd just been caught committing a crime after being unexpectedly questioned. “I wanted to get something to eat,” she answered after she came back to he
Zoey had no idea how Laurence came to that conclusion. She had never dated anyone in her life. So, she decided to continue playing dumb. “No. I really don’t know him, nor have I ever seen him before. Mr. Scott, there are a lot of average-looking people who look similar in this world, and I just have a very average-looking face,” she pressed solemnly.Laurence didn’t believe her but let her finish her nonsensical rambling. He narrowed his eyes at her, “You don’t have an average-looking face.”“Is that a compliment?”“Forget it. If you don’t want to talk about it, I won't force you to either,” Laurence paused for a second before continuing, “Just stay away from him. He’s very different compared to his simple-minded older brother.”Zoey wasn’t planning on ever seeing Rick again, so she nodded good-naturedly, “Okay.”She assumed Rick probably wouldn’t want the world to find out about his unsavory past. Rick was one of the few people who knew about her relationship with Sarah. Back t
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