Zoey was exhausted when she got home, so she changed into pajamas and sat on the balcony to watch the sunset mindlessly.After a while, she went into her bedroom to clear Laurence's belongings and placed them in a large cardboard box. She thought about his toiletries and decided that he would probably never use them again, so she tossed them all into the trash. After she was done, she realized that besides her slightly emptier wardrobe, her house seemed unchanged.Zoey took the cardboard box out to the living room. When the time was right, and he wasn't still upset, she would return his items.Now, all that was left binding her to him was their marriage certificate. But perhaps soon, that too would become a divorce certificate.The following day, Zoey took the subway to the office.The news of her termination had spread in the company, and due to the sudden nature of the information, no one knew what had exactly happened.Zoey's colleagues were the most shocked by the news as t
Zoey didn't want to argue with him in the office, especially not in front of that many people.She thought about it for a second and decided she would be courteous. "Thank you for your care, Mr. Scott."Laurence raised an eyebrow. "You're welcome," he replied mildly.Zoey picked up her belongings, and with her back to the large window, she was illuminated by the bright rays of sunlight, making her skin appear delicate and pale. "I'll get going first," she said as she bit her lips.She entered the elevator and left the office.The discussions did not cease after Zoey had left the office, and the office was buzzing with the wild nature of the conversations."Why do I have a feeling that Mr. Scott's behavior towards Zoey is weird?""I don't think it's weird. I can tell that he is very angry with her.""I don't know; I sense that his hatred stems from love.""You have been reading too many novels! How could there be any love between an employee and her employer?""What do you kno
Zoey sent him her location. From how he ignored her calls, she thought Laurence had deleted or blocked her contact. So, she tried sending him a few Whatsapp messages and was surprised to see that he had received them.Zoey waited at the sanatorium for another hour before finally receiving a message from Laurence right before sunset. "Come to the lobby."Zoey gripped her phone tighter and gave herself a pep talk as she stood up. There was nothing to be afraid of; their relationship was already in tatters. It couldn't get any worse than that.Zoey saw Laurence as she made her way to the lobby. He was wearing an elegant black fur coat, making him stand out from the crowd.Laurence watched her approach him, and his gaze paused on her cheek. Two weeks had passed, and he could barely see the mark on her face. Yet, he felt as if it were still swollen.Laurence knew exactly how unforgiving his slap was that night.He suddenly touched her face and was about to ask her if it still hurt,
The two held each other's hands quite tightly, but they wore their emotions clearly on their faces.Janet thought maybe she was reading too much into it. After all, arguments among couples were an everyday occurrence.She contemplated voicing her concern but stopped herself. This was a matter between them. Even if Janet was her mother, she had no right to meddle in their private businesses.Eventually, the doctor came in to inform them that Janet needed to rest, so they left the room.On the way out, Mrs. Scott, who held Zoey's hand, realized it was mostly skin and bones. She turned to glare at her son, "What have you done?!""Me?""Zoey has lost so much weight recently. How often have I told you that if work is too stressful, you shouldn't make her do it." Mrs. Scott understood that young women these days did not like to play housewife at home and preferred to be independent.It was not as if Mrs. Scott was against Zoey's decision to work; it was just that she felt like Zoey wa
Zoey was silent for a while before she confessed quietly, "Actually, I'm terrified of him too."Sissy smiled. "And here I was thinking you weren't afraid of him."Zoey didn't want to keep talking about Laurence, so she changed the topic deliberately. "Sissy, are you about to give birth soon?"Sissy lowered her head. "Yes! The expected birth date is in around half a month. I want another daughter. I'm hoping she will be a girl!" she said as she tenderly rubbed her belly.Daughters were careful and understanding, much better than sons, who would always get into trouble.Zoey helped her take a seat, considering what she would get for Sissy's unborn child.Sissy had just taken a seat before she asked Zoey curiously, "Are you and Laurence planning on having children?"Sissy could tell that Laurence did not like children, probably because they were noisy and rowdy.Zoey's eyelashes fluttered. "No, we're not. We've been too busy with work these days."Sissy was envious. She got marri
Ryan's heart skipped a beat, knowing he was in trouble. He shouldn't have run his mouth. He tried to move on from the topic with a laugh and gestured like he was slitting his throat."How could I do such an immoral thing? I'm afraid your wife will chop my head off," he said. Laurence looked past Ryan dismissively and rested his gaze on the woman behind him. "Really? Zoey, do you mind?" he asked. Zoey had just peeled an apple and took a bite of it. She feigned ignorance and questioned, "What were you guys talking about?" Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that the situation wouldn't get awkward. However, he still found that Laurence was acting strange because he wouldn't have given a damn if Ryan brought up such nonsense previously. As Ryan opened his mouth to speak, Laurence interjected with a low voice, his dark gaze trained on Zoey. "Ryan asked me if I cheated on you." Ryan was struck speechless.Laurence suddenly smiled and addressed Zoey intimately like he did be
To Zoey, the look in Laurence’s eyes seemed to say, "I don't even mind yet, so why are you acting up first?" Laurence snorted and said dryly, "There's no need." She pretended not to hear him and carried a pillow to the couch. He glanced at the time and said impatiently, "Get in bed." She stayed motionless. Laurence didn't have much patience with her and grabbed her arm, picking her up horizontally. He tossed her onto the bed roughly, the hem of her dress riding up to her thighs. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she blushed. He hugged her waist tightly and warned into her ear, "Don't play this game with me."Zoey couldn't beat his strength, and her breathing quickened. It wasn't that she couldn't bear sharing a bed with him, but she worried he would act up again in the middle of the night. She couldn't deal with his impulsive bursts. "I'm tired, Mr. Scott."Laurence stared at her red lips and said nothing. He switched off the lights and slipped his finger into he
Zoey felt her head spin slightly from being tugged back down onto the bed so roughly. Her whole body felt weak, as if all her energy had been sapped from her the night before. "I've had enough sleep and I want to get up now," she insisted, implying that she wouldn't stop him from sleeping, but she didn't want him to disturb her. Laurence glanced at the time and found that it was late. However, Zoey didn't have any urgent business, so why was she in such a hurry? He put his arm around her waist dominantly and said in a voice that sounded thick but sexy from sleep, "You'd better rest longer, or my mother is going to come at me if you get any thinner."Zoey had no desire to stay in bed with Laurence, so she pushed his arm aside. She sat up slowly, fighting against the soreness, and folded the blanket clumsily. She walked to the wardrobe to grab some clothes and went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later, she checked herself in the mirror. Laurence also sat up and leaned