Shawn entered a treatment room. He changed into a paper gown and lay on the bed. As he stared at the ceiling, no one could tell what he was thinking.The doctor was still hesitant as he asked Shawn one last time, “Are you sure you want to do this?”Shawn grunted in affirmation.Before starting, the doctor reminded Shawn, “We cannot guarantee the procedure’s success. It might take many sessions over an extended period.”Shawn had heard the doctors say that before. If one session wasn’t enough, then two sessions. And if those two sessions didn’t suffice, stretch it to ten. Shawn had the patience to spare. Since those were his memories, he didn’t want them to be lost forever. He slowly closed his eyes, his patience beginning to wane. “Let’s start.”Electroshock therapy was undoubtedly a cruel procedure. While it was being administered, he would feel nothing other than sheer agony. The procedure may seem simple, but the shocks were persistent. Those constant jolts of electricity would
Naturally, Shawn didn’t bring this up for no reason—he was overcome by the urge to mention it. After all, it wasn’t like Zoey was important to Laurence, right?Still, saying it didn’t make Shawn feel any better. He was the first to find out about Zoey’s crush on Laurence; it was easy to see how she felt about him. Whenever Laurence was on cleaning duty in high school, Zoey would stay back longer after class, taking her time to pack her bag. Young girls were prone to doing dumb things in the name of love. She would always hang around after school, waiting to run into him in the corridor. They would meet for only a few minutes at most. Most times, however, he would only pass by her for a few seconds.Laurence paid no attention to her in high school, and he never knew how much Zoey had tried to get his attention back then.Shawn immediately shut up. He was irritated, his heart caught in a constant sense of hollowness, a resounding emptiness.Laurence lifted his head and leveled a look
When Laurence received that phone call from George, he hadn’t sat on his hands and did nothing. Instead, he looked up Zoey’s movements for that day. Getting his hands on the necessary camera footage wasn't difficult, and finding the taxi she had gotten into had also been easy. She had been kidnapped while on her way to Shawn’s house, and there were cameras along that road.It wasn’t like Laurence had never noticed Shawn’s animosity toward Zoey, with how disgusted he was to even so much as look at her. Leaving her alone even when she begged for help was definitely something Shawn would do. Laurence had never brought this up with Shawn before. After all, Shawn and Zoey had nothing in common then. They weren’t friends, and they certainly weren’t married either. They were enemies who observed each other from opposing sides. It wasn’t all that strange, and there was nothing to berate them about. It wasn’t Laurence’s responsibility, after all. However, when did Shawn start having feelings
When Zoey smelled the smoke on Laurence, she mentally beat herself up for forgetting to change the passcode of her front door. She yawned. “Whatever you want to say, say it.”She felt slightly more tolerant of him now, probably because he had already agreed to the divorce.Laurence was quiet. Right now, there was no point asking her those questions. So, she liked him in the past. And? Everything had already ended.Seeing Laurence remain silent, Zoey piped up, “Don’t tell me that you’ve… finally agreed to let me pay in installments?”Laurence’s eye twitched. Now that was a quick reaction. He smirked, “No. Don’t get your hopes up.”Zoey nodded, unbothered. “If you want two million dollars from me, then sure, you’re getting it. I’ll pay you.”Once her mother was out of the hospital, Zoey’s expenses would lessen. She could manage it.Laurence pursed his lips, seemingly having no response for her. He couldn’t possibly tell her that he was having second thoughts. That he wanted twenty
Laurence’s words did not leave any room for doubt. He had made himself clear. It happened so quickly that Zoey didn’t have time to react. She stood still, watching him quietly. She was shocked by what he had said. “Psychiatric assessment report? What does he mean by that? Is it a document issued by the hospital to prove that I am mentally ill?” she thought. Zoey had only seen such things happen in soap operas. She did not expect Laurence to be so cruel. “Psychiatric assessment report?” she repeated in a daze. Laurence stared at Zoey’s pale face, which contrasted with her red lips. Her eyes looked red and watery, but he was unsure if she was tearing up or if the lighting made them appear that way. However, it did not matter. Her pitiful appearance would no longer fool him. It was easy for a man like him to be ruthless. Laurence raised her chin and sneered, “Don’t look at me with teary eyes. Did you look at them like this too?” Zoey had mixed feelings. It was hard for her to erase he
“I’m sorry for disappointing you. I’m a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and I don’t know how to empathize with others,” Laurence announced with an aloof tone before Zoey could reply. Zoey could only cry in her heart. Her eyes were no longer watery when she asked, “Would you still treat me like this if I was the one who saved you back then?” She used the word “if”. It was a supposition.Laurence hated two kinds of situations. Firstly, he hated regretting his decisions and actions. Secondly, he hated talking about “what-ifs”. In his opinion, talking about things that had never happened was useless. Laurence was standing against the light in the living room. His expression was hard to read as his exquisite features were shrouded in the shadows. “I don’t like talking about what-ifs,” he said. Looking at Zoey’s pale face, Laurence seemed to recall a scene that was similar to the current situation they were in. He stayed silent momentarily before insisting coldly, “What are you getting a
The court summons were sent to Laurence’s company. Matthew was utterly shocked when he saw it. Even though he had years of experience as a personal assistant, he couldn’t help feeling stressed about having to be the one to inform Laurence about the court summons. He gritted his teeth as he knocked on the door to the CEO’s office.“Come in,” Laurence said. He still looked as cold and expressionless as before, as if nothing special had happened over the past few days. In reality, he had kicked a stubborn and uncooperative director out of the company a few days before. However, it did not seem to make him happy. He asked Matthew calmly, “What’s the matter?” Despite the pressure growing inside him, Matthew walked forward and placed the court summons on the desk. “We just received this from the court,” he explained. Laurence shot a quick glance at it and replied, “I got it.” Matthew let out a sigh of relief.Laurence had expected Zoey to insist on divorcing him. He knew how determined s
Zoey no longer wanted Laurence to love her. She knew that it was unrealistic. She didn’t even know what he meant when he talked about loving her. He had said that he liked her, but he treated her like he would anyone else. Just the little affection he had for her had almost ruined her life. She could not bear to be loved by him. Love was a precious thing, after all.Laurence froze when he heard Zoey’s words. He swallowed with difficulty and insisted hoarsely, “Then, get ready to move back in. Do you need me to explain things to your mother?” Zoey’s fingers were pale from gripping her phone hard. “No,” she replied curtly. There was no need for any courtesies between them anymore.Laurence had gotten what he wanted, but he felt terrible. “Let me know once you’ve packed your things. I’ll ask the driver to pick you up.” “Okay, Mr. Scott,” Zoey responded. “Since he wants things to be the same as before, I’ll give him that. I’ll treat him as a client and nothing more,” she thought. Laure
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