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
Laurence pulled Zoey into a hug on his lap, their breaths hot on each other. She avoided his gaze, looking down while maintaining a calm expression. As her fingers clenched into a fist, she said indifferently in a faint voice, “I have never tormented you.”Zoey felt wronged, as she lacked the power to torment him. Their marriage was only on paper and also represented a disparity in status. She was always the passive one. She had to do whatever Laurence wanted her to do. Laurence gently caressed her cheek with his thumb. While distracted, he replied, “Probably not.”Was it really like that? There were times when winners actually lost completely.Laurence wasn’t sure when he'd started to care about her. He would observe her every move, curious about her life. He wanted to know who she talked to and who she met. He'd gotten used to the days when she was by his side. He was used to his life with her, her smell, and being able to hug her from behind every night to sleep well. He hadn
A full stop represented the end of a sentence.When everything ended, there was really nothing left.Zoey knew she was a very stubborn person, even to the point of being annoying.While others may not turn back until they hit a wall, she wouldn't turn back even after hitting the wall.She had to reach the point where she was in so much pain that it became unbearable before she gave up.Zoey thought sometimes being too stubborn wasn't a good thing. She didn't want to continue the topic and instead shoved her phone into Laurence's hand. "Turn off the tracking device."Laurence didn't respond; his complexion was pale and his mind was elsewhere.He seemed to still be pondering what she'd just said.She said she really didn't love him anymore.The impact of her words caught Laurence off guard, and his chest ached as if a stone had been dropped on his softest spot.The pain came in waves.It had been quite some time since he'd felt so much pain. His breathing became shallow, and h
Zoey didn't notice that his face was as pale as a sheet. She was in a hurry to break herself free, so even though she spoke slowly, her words sounded very harsh."I'm filthy. You said you're a clean freak, so don't touch me anymore." Zoey could be stubborn when she loved somebody, but she could also be serious when it was time to give up. She didn't mind using his words to persuade him to do that. She looked up. "I'm a whore, Laurence. Don't degrade yourself."Laurence felt his chest tighten as a searing pain started to spread through his heart. He had the sensation that he was falling into an abyss, and when he finally landed, a sharp knife had even pierced his heart.He opened his mouth, feeling as if the air had been squeezed out of his lungs. His throat was burning in pain. He couldn't bear to hear her say those words. She didn't need to hurt herself like that just to get away from him.Laurence's face was ashen, and his eyes were cold. He'd always had a glib tongue, but he was