The plane took off and landed punctually. Zoey took a taxi back to her apartment and changed into house slippers the moment she went in the door, leaving her luggage on the threshold. Janet was out on the balcony, watering the plants. When she heard the noise, she turned around in her wheelchair and saw her daughter.Zoey walked to the balcony and saw that the wisteria plant had grown very tall and the flowers were about to bloom. "Mom, did you buy all these flowers?" Janet put down the watering can and said, "Yup, I got bored at home." Zoey recalled that her mother had loved to plant back in their old home too. The front yard had been planted with Janet's favorite roses, and during springtime, the flowers flourished magnificently. The only thing Zoey worried about was her mother's health. Zoey had been alone for so many years until she finally found family, and she didn't want to be left all alone again. It was really miserable to be alone in this world. "Just don't tire your
Laurence wasn't a greedy man. Zoey's voice interrupted his reverie, "Can't I move back in with my mother?" Laurence wondered if she had guessed what he and Janet had talked about. His gaze grew colder, and he answered indifferently, "I'm sorry, but you can't." Then, he suggested, "But your mother can move in with us."Right off the bat, Zoey rejected him, "There's no need for that." It was a reply Laurence had expected. He said curtly, "Let me know if you change your mind." He knew Zoey would never be so foolish as to let Janet move in with them. Janet would definitely realize the true face of their relationship in less than two days.Zoey leaned back in the passenger's seat and wound down the window to enjoy the night breeze. The weather in Northwell wasn't too hot or cold at that time of year. The wind lifted her hair, and her face looked gentle under the streetlights. Laurence drove slowly, and Zoey closed the window again. The light at the junction turned red. Laurence’s
The accident happened too suddenly. The truck that lost control had also crashed into a divider. Zoey nudged Laurence gingerly and asked, "Laurence, can you hear me?" Her palm was streaked with blood flowing from his forehead, and she couldn't help but start shaking. She applied pressure to the wound clumsily, but he seemed injured elsewhere.Zoey's voice had lost its usual calm as she shakily reassured, "Stay with me, Laurence. Don't close your eyes." Laurence was unresponsive as he leaned on her shoulder. Zoey took a few deep breaths and calmed herself down. Then, she fumbled for her phone and called 911, smearing her phone with his blood too. She felt she had traveled back in time to when Laurence had gotten beaten up. He had also bled a great deal then, and his high fever wouldn't go down. He had stayed unconscious, just like he was at that moment, unresponsive even when she called his name. She undid her seatbelt as the smell of petrol filled her nose. She struggled out of
Zoey took a taxi home. The taxi driver noticed she was as pale as wax in the rearview mirror. Assuming she had just received bad news at the hospital, he comforted her, "Miss, there's nothing we can't get over in life. If we're sick, then we'll get treated for it. If it’s incurable, then we'll enjoy life in paradise sooner. But you look young to me, so no disease should be incurable."Zoey smiled slightly and said gratefully, "Thanks, mister. I'm just a little tired." The taxi driver felt relieved hearing her response. He had picked up too many passengers from hospitals who looked like their dogs had died. Hospitals were a place of joy and sorrow, and nobody could change that.When Zoey returned to the villa, the servants had already prepared breakfast. She didn't have an appetite, but she forced herself to finish a bowl of cereal, and then went upstairs to rest. She showered before changing into her pajamas and lying in bed. She stared up at the ceiling in a daze and found it hard
Laurence still remembered everything that had happened before he lost consciousness. The accident had happened too suddenly, and he’d been completely unprepared. His question surprised Sarah, and her expression changed immediately. She looked at Laurence, who was still pale and weak in his hospital bed, and teared up. "You're like this, and yet you're worried about her?!" she demanded.Laurence didn't know if Zoey was alright, but he knew she wasn’t much of a lucky person, so she could be injured. He clutched his chest that still ached slightly, and coughed. He asked, "How is she?" Seeing how worried about Zoey he was, hatred and discontent filled Sarah's chest. She controlled her jealousy and replied plainly, "She's fine. She went home to rest long ago." Then, she asked if he was hungry and needed to eat anything. Laurence shook his head, his gaze icy. "Why are you here?" His question drew an invisible line between them.Sarah could already sense how differently he held her in
Laurence’s voice held a mocking tone, but it didn't sound like he didn't care at all. Zoey hesitated for a long time and decided not to send a reply. However, Laurence probably felt bored in the ward and spammed her with voice messages. His voice sounded magnetic and sexy in the voice clips."I got injured in the car accident, you know? Are you really not bothered whether I live or die? Other patients have family members visiting them even if they only have a small cold. It makes me jealous," he spat.Zoey stood in the reception area of the hospital and sighed helplessly. She thought for a moment and considered going back to the ward, but when she thought of the other visitor he had, she decided to forget about it. She typed a reply slowly, "Mr. Scott, do you lack someone taking care of you?"Although Laurence was unwell, his brain still worked at top speed. "You were here?" he asked, then quickly added, “Sarah left already.”Zoey didn't feel much better with his reply. "Do your
Laurence found teasing Zoey quite fun.Right then, she looked like an angry puppy thumping its tail in annoyance. Zoey didn't fall for it. She swatted at his hand and ran out of the bathroom, blushing. Laurence exited and leaned against the doorframe, beckoning her eagerly. "Come and help me."Zoey sat on the sofa with a dark and stormy expression. Unmoving, she fumed, "Crawl back to the bed by yourself.” Laurence paused, and when he was certain she wouldn't take the bait again, he ambled back to his bed slowly and lay down.Soon, a nurse knocked and entered the ward. Looking at Zoey, she said, "Miss Jenner, please come with me for a full-body checkup." Zoey stood up and asked, "How long will it take?" The nurse glanced at her clipboard and answered, "Not too long. About half an hour."Zoey valued her life very much now. She had her mother and uncle and was no longer alone in the world. She followed the nurse out of the ward. She couldn't do a blood test that day because sh
The atmosphere in the room grew heavy and sullen, but Zoey was used to being given the cold shoulder. She stayed where she was, unbothered, and waited for time to pass so she could leave.Laurence gazed at her. She looked beautiful from that angle. The soft light fell on the tip of her nose and cheek, and her fair skin seemed to glow. She was biting her lip subconsciously, making her look tempting and seductive. She was gorgeous, just like a beautiful, snow-white rose. Laurence retracted his gaze and asked, "Who are you eating with tomorrow?"Zoey had assumed Laurence wouldn't be interested in this matter. He had always been unbothered about things in her life and had no desire to find out. She looked up and spoke softly in a gentle voice, but Laurence seldom heard the words he wanted her to say. She didn’t realize it, but the things she said were like daggers that could pierce his heart and make him bleed.Zoey replied, "With Jim and the others. Miss Myers' art gallery project ha
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