Zoey was dismissive toward Laurence on the phone. Picking up on her half-hearted attitude, Laurence grew furious. His mood swings had worsened since the day he had been foolish enough to bring kids up in the conversation. Zoey spoke in hushed tones as if she did not want to be caught dead talking to him. “I’ll be back a little later today.” Laurence scoffed in rage. “Oh, so you do know you have a home. I thought you’d turned your back on me now that your uncle is out of jail.” Zoey had to get over his snide remark. Laurence hung up before Zoey could speak. It was as though he wanted nothing to do with her. Zoey saw red. She kept reminding herself that she had four months to go. Only four months until the insufferable marriage was over. Laurence was out of excuses to threaten her this time. Once the contract was up, Zoey would not violate the terms when she cut ties with him. …The day of Sarah’s release from the detention center came.Robert sent a car to pick her up.
Laurence appeared composed as he tore into Zoey. The words coming out of his mouth were biting. His remarks aside, it was hard to tell that Laurence was having a fit by the sound of his tone alone. Zoey could read the bitter resentment from his icy tone. Furrowing her brows, she took some time to regain color in her face. The last thing she wanted to do was fight. She didn’t want to get the silent treatment as she’d rather not be at odds with Laurence. All she wanted was for their relationship to resume as it was for the last four months of their marriage. Zoey believed she was no different in how she acted in Laurence’s presence, now or before. She remained courteous and distant, keeping him at arm’s length just as Laurence preferred. She fell silent for a while before taking a seat and picking up the cutlery to cut into the steak. She ate the steak bite by bite. Holding down the urge to puke, Zoey slowly swallowed the food. Laurence watched her quietly. The light hit his stra
Zoey stared blankly at the gastrointestinal medicine and sighed before putting it into the drawer. There was a lot of rain and thunder that night. Zoey tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep through the rolling thunder. Amid her haziness, she woke up to splashing sounds coming from the bathroom. She'd turned off the lamp on her bedside table before going to bed, but somehow, it was now lit. The lamp offered a faint radiance to the bedroom. Zoey slipped further under the sheets and fell back asleep. It didn't take long before the covers beside her were lifted, and a cold and stiff body lay next to hers. The man reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. Thinking she was dreaming, Zoey struggled to open her tired eyes and spoke in a voice thick with weariness, “Why are you back?” Did he not say he wouldn't be coming home tonight? Come to think of it, he'd stormed off. Zoey was then reminded of the tiny details, like the unfamiliar scent she'd caught a whiff
Thrown into a fluster, Sarah quietly sat on the bed and clutched her phone tightly in her grasp. She could call for help at the first sign of trouble. Shawn hadn't come in peace. Apart from his slightly hollowed cheeks, the man looked no different. Shawn entered the ward and offhandedly closed the door before locking it behind him. The clicking sound of the lock only made Sarah anxious. Sarah knew from her mother’s stabbing incident that Shawn had pieced the whole thing together.Shawn had been under her thumb throughout the years and had never gone against her wishes. Sarah was aware of his many dirty deeds behind the scenes. He had resorted to torturous measures in dealing with those who were a threat to Sarah back in school. Time had only honed his skills in the shady business. Because of his fondness for Sarah, Shawn had been willing to go the extra mile and make sacrifices. The man indolently stood before Sarah. Sarah spoke first, asking, “What are you trying to d
Sarah became frightened. She would have no reason to live if this lunatic ordered the men outside the door to violate her. With tears streaming down her face, Sarah moved forward and grabbed his sleeve. Her eyes met his. “I was wrong, but I was young back then. I didn’t know you'd confused me for someone else until the day your mother came forward to me.” Sarah choked with sobs. “It’s not like the Jenners can afford to upset your family anyway. I had to take your mom’s word for it. Who was I to say no to her? She told me to say only what was necessary and nothing more. I was supposed to be your instrument.” She mixed the truth with lies. Her eyes were puffy from crying. “Over the years, never once have I instructed you to harm her, except in one incident... But in a way, I gave you what you wanted.” Sarah was talking about her plan to take what was most precious to Zoey, and Shawn was an accomplice. When Sarah brought up the matter, Shawn sneered and strengthened his hold
Shawn fell silent for a while before snickering out of nowhere. “I was an asshole, but I can’t beat the time you forced her to get an abortion.” Sparks were flying. Laurence stood before Shawn against the light. His facial expression was visible in the dim light, only revealing his aloofness through his tensed facial lines. His eyes glistened with murderous intent like those of a beast ready to pounce. He pressed his lips tightly together. The remark got Laurence where it hurt, and the pain confused him. It hurt no less than a knife in his heart. Still, he held it together, apart from a slight discoloration on his skin. He said, “She and I will have children.” Laurence added with a blank face, “We can have as many children as we want. Thanks for asking.” Shawn kept to himself. Laurence glanced at Shawn before turning to the woman behind him, who seemed fine. “I’m a busy man. I should get going if this circus is over.” He advanced to the door and stopped before look
Zoey really didn't want to argue with Laurence because dealing with a grumpy man was harder than she thought. That's why she did her best to force out a smile, even though it was just an act. "Are you finished talking about work?" asked Laurence. Zoey nodded and said yes. Laurence was still worried, or perhaps he was just biased against her mentor. "Do you need to hire a lawyer to go through the agreement?" he asked.Fear crept into Zoey's mind; she didn't want him to meddle in her work. She shook her head and said, "Nope. We've already had a lawyer go through the agreement." Laurence was worried that she would be cheated or scammed. After all, he'd learned a few tough lessons from the ins and outs of it when he started his own business for fun during his university days. He didn't know whether to think that Zoey was inexperienced or that she just trusted that mentor of hers too much.He felt uneasy when he thought about how she would spend more and more time with Jim in the comi
After they finished, Laurence carried her into the bathroom for a shower. Then, she dried her hair while lying by the bedside and fell asleep in a blur. By the time she woke up, the sky had already turned dark. She blinked tiredly and cleared her blurry vision. Laurence was sitting at the desk in his pajamas, and his face was lit up by the computer screen, his skin looking smooth and fair. He seemed to be looking at her unfinished drafts as she slowly pushed herself up on her elbows. She felt sore from head to toe, but it wasn't unbearable.Laurence seemed to have heard her getting up and turned around to look at her. "Go downstairs for dinner if you're up." She stared at him in a daze before slowly gathering her senses. She asked him in a voice husky from sleep, "Are you using my laptop?" He nodded without giving her any further explanation. The mess they had made in the bedroom from lovemaking had already been tidied up. The floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and she couldn't s