Zoey began to doubt her ears. Feeling a lump in her chest, she struggled to contain her emotions and refrained from confronting the man before her. She found his words baffling and confusing. She simply didn't understand.What was Laurence up to? He always had motives behind everything he did, either for personal gain or emotional needs. He wouldn't casually mention wanting a child without a purpose.However, she no longer cared. She found it absurd and even slightly amusing.She remembered the time when Laurence sat before her, his face cold and his tone detached as he carefully explained the terrifying consequences of bringing a child into a loveless marriage based solely on physical desire. He had said those words himself. How could he have forgotten them so easily?"I've already said I don't want to." Zoey managed to hold back her temper. She couldn't understand why she felt so irritated. It was as if Laurence was adding fuel to the fire with his offer.Laurence was expecting
Laurence thought things would change if he and Zoey had a child. Perhaps they could have a stable relationship like Ryan and Sissy, where they no longer harbored mutual hatred.However, Zoey's resolute rejection didn't seem like an act. She genuinely wanted nothing to do with him, not in the slightest. Even at the mention of wanting a child, her brow instinctively furrowed as if she couldn't despise the idea any more than she already did. She could no longer tolerate him.Feeling lost, Laurence silently clenched his fist. He could come up with more despicable and shameless methods, but he didn't want to keep resorting to threats. That wasn't his intention.For the first time, Laurence realized that trying to hold on to someone could leave him helpless. As the two of them stood in silent confrontation, Mrs. Scott knocked on the door. Zoey seized the opportunity to push past Laurence and hastily straightened her rumpled clothes. Forcing herself to regain her composure, she opened th
"They don't taste good. Stop feeding me. I don't want them anymore." Laurence ended his call and turned to Zoey's puckered-up face, earnestly telling him her discomfort. He raised a brow, not quite buying it. "Is it tart?" He bit a grape and tasted it for himself. "Tastes sweet to me."Zoey wanted to roll her eyes at him. She looked like she didn’t want to be seated so close to him. "Have you lost your taste buds?" she chided.Zoey attempted to escape from her seat beside Laurence, but he quickly pulled her back, causing her to fall back into the seat beside him. As she sulked, he whispered in her ear, "It's because you've been consuming too much sugary food."Laurence thought of the cloyingly sweet candies she used to enjoy. He couldn't stand them, but she happily devoured them at every chance."That's true. Everyone prefers different tastes. Let's not carry on with this topic.""Are you still having the grapes?""No." Zoey felt antsy when seated next to Laurence, but he had
Laurence reached out to switch off the lights, plunging the room into pitch darkness. He didn't want to see Zoey’s absolute hatred for him in her eyes. He bit down hard on her lip, and she tasted the sharp tang of blood in her mouth. But still, he didn’t seem to be satisfied. It was as though he wanted to devour her whole.Zoey felt like a buoy in the sea, thrown around the waves. Her soul shattered into pieces as he rammed endlessly into her. She held back every sound that threatened to escape her and forced back every last drop of her tears.Laurence had the entire world at his feet. He could have his choice from a myriad of willing women. Yet he chose to hurt her, the one person who didn’t want him. They were doing the most intimate act that two people could engage in, yet the resentment she felt swept over her like a wave.Zoey raised her arm weakly and sank her nails deep into his back, clawing down with all the force she could muster in her fingers. Five crimson streaks appear
Zoey felt conflicted every time she went to Henry for help. She would struggle with herself before finally biting the bullet and doing it. She felt she troubled him too often but could never give him anything in return, and if that continued, she would end up indebted to him. However, Henry knew more than she did when it came to news about lawyers, so he would naturally be more well-informed.Laurence seemed to have multiple pairs of eyes. With his sharp gaze, he caught sight of her phone screen. "What are you contacting Henry Lane for?" he questioned.Zoey turned her phone off wordlessly. A few seconds later, she turned to him. "Why are you looking at my phone when you're driving?"Laurence had a sour expression on his face. But even when he was sulking, he still looked no less handsome. "What secrets have you got between you that I can't see?" he asked sardonically.Zoey found Laurence was very good at turning the tables. He was clearly in the wrong, but somehow, he could reverse
"I'm sorry." Laurence's expression was cold as ice. He turned the car around and sped up.Zoey rubbed the sore spot on her forehead, wondering what he had heard on his phone that made his expression so grave. She clutched the seatbelt tightly. "Can you please stop speeding? I'd like to get out."Laurence did not have the time to let her out of the car. He stepped on the accelerator and sped up even more. Fortunately for them, there wasn't much traffic, and the road wasn't congested. Laurence gripped tightly on the steering wheel, Matthew's words replaying repeatedly in his head. Sarah was having suicidal thoughts. That was entirely impossible. Sarah wasn't one to joke with her life. Both Laurence and Sarah knew better than anyone how precious life was. She would never use her life to threaten others. It simply wasn't worth it!As his breathing raced, he drew a deep breath to calm himself. "What did you just say? I didn't hear you."Zoey's forehead was swollen, and she had a big, re
Zoey was stunned. The things Sarah was saying were beyond her expectations. Jason, her uncle, had always been a good person. He had been popular at Southgrove University, not only because of his good looks but because of his kind personality and gentle demeanor. He was picky and had high standards when he dated, but nothing over the top. Everyone respected him as a senior.“This must be Sarah’s own doing,” Zoey thought. No normal person would devise such a terrible and cruel way to humiliate a woman. She watched Sarah cry pretentiously and said, “Where’s your proof? You’re babbling nonsense. My uncle isn’t capable of such a thing.”Zoey thought Jason was busy working after getting out of jail. His job was very laborious. He wouldn’t have the time to do all this to Sarah.“There are CCTVs in the hotel. I’m not lying.”Sarah’s eyes were red, but Zoey did not believe her. She knew Jason did not like Sarah and might have a bad impression of her, but he was kind. He would not do such
With rage getting to Zoey, no words could escape her quivering lips. Sulking in the car, she wound down the window and let the breeze cool her down. She turned her head away from Laurence and continued their conversation, “You have blind trust in Sarah.” Love made people blind. Despite his knack for reading minds, over the years, Laurence could never get a read on Zoey’s.Laurence eased up on the accelerator, revealing nothing on his face. His deadpan look could not appear more serene. “How can you prove that you don’t have blind trust for your uncle?” Zoey often let her adoration for her uncle slip through in her voice when she spoke of him. She cared a lot about him, and she was proud of him. Her eyes would sparkle. Laurence had run a background check on Jason. The man was a top graduate of Southgrove University. Back then, Jason scored the highest on his SATs out of anyone in the city. He had been the big man on campus and a model student in the teachers’ eyes. Jason had
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