Based on Laurence’s character, on the day he had kicked down the door of the hotel room, he and Zoey should’ve met at the Bureau of Civil Affairs the next day to sign their divorce papers. It was bound to happen sooner or later. "He absolutely loathes me. And yet, he refuses to divorce me," Zoey mused.She said it in such a light-hearted way that it felt like she was talking about someone else’s relationship, and not her own. She seldom confided in anyone, as she was used to bottling everything up in her heart, but tonight was different. "He always treats me like shit and has that look of disgust on his face when he looks at me. So why does he refuse to let me go?" Zoey lamented."Well, it could be that he’s the one who’s unwilling to let you go too, you know. Perhaps it could be that he doesn’t want it to end just like that?" Arielle said cautiously. Her bestie Zoey was just too beautiful, gentle, and lovely. It’d be the loss of so many people if they didn’t fall for her. And
Zoey wasn’t going to acknowledge the fake words coming from Rick’s mouth. He noticed her cold expression and sneered, “Don’t you believe me?” She didn't want to continue this argument. Expressionless, she reminded him, "Rick Preston, it probably isn't good for the Preston family to find out we go way back.” His mother died in truly questionable circumstances. He probably didn't want his misdeeds revealed. Rick smiled. "Indeed, it's not. But the Preston family only have me now." That was why even though they looked down on him as an illegitimate son, they still brought him back home from abroad. Zoey retorted, "Are you sure your father has no other illegitimate children out there?" The way she spoke with a tense, serious expression was reminiscent of Laurence. Not only in the indifferent gaze they shared, but even their aura was similar. She smiled again and continued, “Mind your own business when you have your own problems to solve.” Rick was rendered speechless. Masking
Laurence spoke through gritted teeth, and his tone didn't sound very pleasant.Zoey winced as Laurence pinched her face. He stared at her with cold eyes as if trying to bore a hole through her. Zoey thought he was becoming too moody. His temper had worsened lately. In any case, it was best not to provoke him. She had already tried her best not to.Laurence released his frustration, and his expression softened. "Forget it. I won't bring him up with you," he dismissed.Zoey's chin was sore as she pulled away from his grip. The skin on her face where he had pinched burned red. She furrowed her brow and accused him, "You hurt me."Laurence took two steps forward and pretended to inspect her face. "Let me take a look."Zoey instinctively took a few steps back and remained silent.Laurence had indeed pinched her too hard. It was no surprise if he had really caused her pain. His thumb was always hard and cold like a stone.Zoey walked past him to enter the hallway and pressed the eleva
Sweat appeared on Zoey’s forehead due to her furious struggle. Gradually, she sensed the change in Laurence as she heard his low voice calm down. She quietly lied on the couch and stared at him. “Get up,” she said.Laurence wasn’t one to listen to her, and he trapped her in his embrace, unable to move. Zoey was angry; she wouldn’t have anything to say if Laurence had waited for her downstairs just to sleep with her. She looked at him exasperatedly. “If you cling to me like this, I’m going to suspect that you just can’t leave me.”Laurence’s gaze stilled, and he dug his thumbs harder into her face. A moment of silence later, he let out a cold chuckle. “Who do you think you are?”Zoey let out a huge breath. This couldn’t get any better. She continued to rile him up. “So what are you doing now?”“Can’t I torment you?” Laurence asked as he dug his hands into her chin, his grip not at all gentle.Zoey turned her face away, not wanting to look at him. “Is there a limit to how long thi
Zoey was surprised by the helplessness she detected in Laurence’s voice and wondered if her ears were playing tricks on her. He really didn’t seem to want her to bring that up again.She went quiet. Reopening old wounds didn’t feel great. So she got up and returned to her bedroom to wash up. As the tap ran, Zoey absentmindedly checked herself in the mirror. The mirror was misted up, causing her reflection to be blurry. She rubbed at the mirror, only to find out that she looked far better than before, much to her surprise. It was probably because she'd had time to process and think things through.Zoey then took a shower, only leaving the bathroom once she'd partially dried her hair. The door to the bedroom was ajar, and the lights in the living room were still on. Laurence was still there, seemingly making a phone call in the living room. Zoey glanced at the clock. If he hadn’t left by now, he was probably going to stay for the night.Zoey closed the bedroom door, cutting off Lauren
Zoey still hadn't found a job. However, she was determined in her pursuit of a new job, unwilling to believe that Laurence could have so much power over her life.After a break, Zoey went to the shopping mall toilet to swap her high heels out for a pair of flats that she'd just bought to continue job hunting.Finally, at 3 pm, Zoey got an invitation for an interview.The invitation was from a well-known entertainment company, and the job opening was for the position of manager.Zoey wasn’t particularly interested in being a manager for a celebrity, but she accepted it since she hadn't received other offers. After all, beggars couldn't be choosers.Zoey got the company address and hastily made her way there using the subway.Perhaps it was because the entertainment company was well known, but it was situated in the busiest area of the city.She called the human resources department once she arrived at the company. The staff quickly rushed to greet her, looking more excited for th
Zoey knew Shawn had lost his memories. Although she didn’t know what caused it, he'd forgotten everything that had happened back then. Zoey remained quiet for a moment. “Would you believe me if I told you?” Shawn stared into her eyes, not knowing what kind of answers he wanted to hear from her. Someone had deliberately removed his memories of what had happened in Southgrove.He couldn’t remember anything, and every time he tried to recall something, his brain hurt like it was being electrocuted. He could only rely on other means to investigate. However, almost all traces of that past had been removed. Shawn was almost certain that he'd known her in Southgrove, and she was kind of like an old friend. “Try me.” Zoey had no idea why he wanted to know about the past, as it was pointless now. “It doesn’t matter if he remembers or not,” she thought.“Yes, we did. So what?” Pursing his lips, Shawn remained quiet for a while, but she seemed reluctant to offer more info
Zoey couldn’t pretend that she hadn't seen Laurence’s message. He was a man of his word, and he was already downstairs.To be honest, Zoey was also afraid of what would happen if Laurence came up. After she thought about it for a while, she went down to meet him.Shawn wanted to stop her, but he couldn’t do it without a valid reason.He wasn’t anything to her—not her husband nor her boss. He wasn’t even her friend.Zoey saw Laurence’s car as she walked out of the building, and he was elegantly leaning on the driver’s door.He grabbed her wrist immediately after she stopped in front of him.Laurence's gaze was cold, and his tone was mocking as he said, “You were up there for almost an hour. What were the two of you talking about?”Laurence’s fingers were freezing, and the cold seemed to seep into her bones. She lowered her eyes. “How did you know I was here?”Even if he'd ordered people to follow her, he couldn’t have found out so quickly.The realization of what he'd done dawn