Laurence stayed silent for a while, pursing his lips. He found it difficult to breathe, as if something was choking him. He felt his heart sink. Of course, he had not forgotten about this. He had brought her to a doctor, but nothing could be done about her situation. It was not treatable. No matter how much he regretted it, it had already happened. He could not turn back time.Zoey adjusted her hearing aid. It felt rather uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to the feeling of having something in her ear.“I need to adjust it a bit. I hope you don’t mind,” she apologized politely. “Why would I mind? What kind of person does she think I am?” Laurence thought. “I don’t mind,” he replied. Zoey tucked her hair behind her ear and adjusted the position of the hearing aid once more. This time, it was finally in a suitable place. “Okay, done.” She looked up and realized Laurence’s face was as pale as a sheet. It contrasted with his blue eyes, which were the color of the ocean.“Does it hurt to wea
The room was quiet and warm as sunlight shone through the window.Laurence stood up slowly as he kept his eyes on Zoey. His watery eyes soon returned to normal, but his expression was unreadable.Zoey was still fast asleep. Laurence's soft kiss on her ear had not woken her up. She slept soundly, as if she was having a good dream.Laurence stared at the hearing aid for a long time. It was an in-ear hearing aid that had to be worn for extended periods to be effective. Yet, it was uncomfortable to wear for a long time.Meanwhile, Zoey was dreaming. It was a confusing dream. First, she dreamt of her happy childhood. Then, she watched herself go through her painful youth. After that, she watched herself willingly enter into her loveless marriage with Laurence. There was only lust and no love in their relationship.Zoey woke up all of a sudden, startled by her dream. She felt dizzy, and her arm was numb as she had been resting her head on it.A gentle breeze blew from the balcony windows as
Laurence’s hands around Zoey’s waist froze. The silence in the room was deafening. Tears welled in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he decided to act as if he hadn’t heard anything. He gently lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips. He tasted pleasant and minty.Laurence kissed her possessively as if he wanted to make her his.Zoey couldn’t avoid his lips as his other hand cradled the back of her head, forcing her into the kiss. The French kiss was very intense.Laurence’s eyes were bloodshot. Zoey guessed that he was in a bad mood. She knew that that incident pained him because it was something he couldn’t get over. She was surprised that Laurence still wanted to continue even after what she had said.By the time he was done with her, Zoey was exhausted. She could no longer keep her eyes open. Her whole body hurt, especially her lower abdomen.Even though she was on the verge of falling asleep, Zoey forced herself to stay awake as she grabbed Laurence’s hand suddenly. She foug
Zoey's alcohol tolerance had improved since she started working with Laurence. There would surely be drinking involved at social events, and she had had too much to drink. When she could no longer suppress the feeling of being sick, she excused herself to the washroom and sprawled over the toilet bowl to make herself vomit. She knew the common ways to do it. The feeling of retching and her stomach turning upside down was extremely unpleasant. Sometimes, when she got drunk, she felt fine after bawling her eyes out in the washroom. Then, she would freshen her makeup in front of the mirror and walk out as if nothing had happened. Laurence didn’t care if she was drunk. He only cared about work matters. A dispensable secretary like her held no weight in his eyes. However, he had indeed taught her a lot in some ways. At least she had gotten to experience things that she couldn't have imagined in the past. Besides the gossip in the circle of the wealthy, the treacherous scheming of the bu
Tristan couldn't tell if the couple was actually divorced or not. They looked divorced, but not really at the same time. Of course, it was a good thing if they were. Zoey had already developed the ability to block out Laurence's words. She had been sitting down for too long earlier and her back hurt. "Mr. Gray, enjoy your night. I'm heading home to get some rest."Laurence said abruptly, "I have to leave too. Let me take you, ex-wife."Zoey thought Laurence was pretty good at acting too. "Never mind, it's too much trouble. My friend is picking me up," she lied. Zoey left at lightning speed as Laurence watched her go with his unfaltering gaze. Tristan asked skeptically, "So you guys really got divorced?" Laurence looked at him and asked, "Why are you so concerned about us?" Tristan paused and said dismissively, "I’ve always been interested in gossip like this." Laurence pressed, "Why haven't you been bringing girls out with you recently?"Tristan was a playboy. He had a taste
Sarah's mind whirled as she wondered what she would say if Laurence asked her more questions. She couldn't give him answers that were too detailed but also not too simple. He wasn't a person who could be brushed off easily. Any loopholes would definitely raise his suspicions.Sarah's smile was stiff, but if it weren't for her skills in lying, her knees would have buckled earlier. However, it didn't matter even if he did find out about her relationship with Zoey. Zoey had always stayed in Southgrove, and nobody knew that she had stayed there for a few months before transferring to Northwell for her studies. "Are you here for a social meeting tonight?", Sarah asked."No." Laurence hadn't been to social meetings in a long time and no longer needed to. He had inexplicably come to this restaurant only because he discovered Zoey was having dinner here. That client of hers was quite a gentleman. He didn't drink or pester her. Tristan stood behind them and looked at the pair of ex-love
That night, Laurence and Zoey didn’t have sex. Zoey was busy with work, and it wasn't just an excuse to turn Laurence down. Laurence came upstairs just as she finished revising a draft, but they didn't have much to say to each other.Zoey snuggled under the blanket to sleep. Even though she was a little afraid of the dark, she switched off the bedside lamp. She shut her eyes, but she didn't feel sleepy. A while later, she felt the mattress sink lower as Laurence got into bed. Holding her breath, Zoey tried to ignore him, which was very difficult.Thinking she was asleep, Laurence put his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her ear like he had the other night. Zoey froze, feeling very unaccustomed to this feeling. She could no longer take it or pretend to be asleep. She opened her eyes and curled up, scooting further away from him. With her back facing him, she bit her lower lip lightly and said, “Three times a week. We just did it yesterday. Can we rest tonight?”He seemed
Zoey wished she could turn him off every day so she wouldn't have to have sex with him. She closed her eyes and said tiredly, “As you wish. Just remember to wear a condom.” Laurence found her words offensive, but he hugged her harder and didn't let go. He couldn't say anything nice to her. He wanted to own her but couldn't treat her like his lover. “I would never forget,” he said.Zoey blinked at hearing the firmness in his tone. It turned out that she could still be affected by his words and feel an ache in her heart even after she had come to terms with herself. She said softly, “It's for both of us. It's a lot of trouble to do another surgery at the hospital.” It wasted his money and harmed her health. It was really unnecessary.The last time she had undergone surgery, Zoey had finally realized that no matter how many times she bore his child, he would never want it. Of course, Zoey had also dashed any thoughts of having another baby. Some types of pain didn't need to be gone thro
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