The muscles in Zoey's back tensed up, and a chill ran down her spine. She felt her tongue go numb as the color drained from her face.Laurence's ominous gaze softened, and his hold around her loosened ever so slightly. Nevertheless, his expression remained grim. He wasn't in the mood for jokes.Zoey felt a mix of terror and rage. She was so angry she didn't know what to say, but she was equally terrified that if she acted on impulse, innocent, undeserving Jared would wind up on the receiving end of Laurence’s terrible wrath.After mulling over her words for a long time, she uttered a feeble statement through gritted teeth, "I think you've lost your mind."Laurence listened to her reproach quietly. He raised a hand to her face, and she instinctively dodged his touch, but he seemed determined not to let her off. Effortlessly, he clamped her chin between his fingers and stared at her silently.Forced to face him, Zoey felt tears pooling in her eyes, mostly from anger.He stared at h
As he ended the call, the doctor looked at the angelic beauty before him. He couldn't help the tingling sensation on his scalp and the cold sweat breaking out on his back. His years in the industry hadn’t prepared him for an encounter like this. However, the temptation was far too great; he couldn't avoid being swayed. This task wasn't a walk in the park. It wasn't like this was the only hospital in Southgrove."You... Do you really want to do this? It won't work. If I tell her there’s a problem, she’ll likely go to another hospital for a second opinion. Are you thinking of bribing doctors in every hospital?" he reasoned. The whole affair was making him feel rather uneasy.Sarah wasn’t amused in the slightest. Coldness spilled from her eyes as she said, "You needn’t worry about this. I have plans in place, and besides, she trusts you. Why would she suspect you? Even if she goes to another hospital, I have my ways."Only two hospitals in Southgrove were renowned for their obstetric
Zoey's body turned cold like a bucket of ice had been dumped on her head. Her lips quivered, but no sound emerged from her throat.Her knuckles turned white as she clenched her fists, and her voice trembled so much it was barely audible. She babbled worriedly, "What do you mean? Didn't we do this screening yesterday? Didn't you say everything looked fine?"You didn’t have to be a medical professional to know what encountering an abnormality in the deformity screen meant. Truth be told, Zoey couldn't accept this as reality.In a daze, she dragged her feet out of the consultation room and followed the nurse into the examination room.She forced herself to calm down as she underwent the examination. Lying on the hospital bed, she didn't know what else was going through her mind apart from complete chaos. The doctor's words rang in her ears, his words bringing news like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.She knew she had to prepare herself for the worst-case scenario—if the fetus had devel
Zoey's eyes gleamed with tears.Shawn could feel her wrist shaking as he held it gingerly. Examining her pale face, he immediately guessed what had happened. He asked worriedly, "Is there a problem with the results?"Zoey's eyelashes moved, seemingly offended by his question. Pulling herself together, she crumpled the medical assessment form, determined not to tell Shawn about it. "Everything is fine. Just let me go." She calmed her voice so she wouldn't appear weak before him. Shawn studied her face and saw she didn't look fine at all. Shifting his gaze to the crumpled paper in her hand, he knew she didn't want him to know what it was. "She’s always been good at keeping secrets," he thought. Shawn reluctantly let go of her wrist. "Are you going home now?"Zoey grunted a yes. She wanted to go back to sleep, hoping she would wake up to find this morning had been nothing but a bad dream. "If only I could wake up from this," she thought. She felt her head would explode from
Knowing he wouldn’t get anything from Shawn, Laurence refrained from saying anything further."Instead of wasting my breath here with him, I might as well go to the hospital," he thought.Shawn watched Laurence coldly, speculating silently, "Laurence never seems to doubt that Zoey's child is mine. Well, he never believed her from the start. I wonder if he’ll feel the same after the child is born.”Laurence went to the hospital, no stranger to Dr. Sheppard. Upon learning he was there to ask about matters regarding his ex-wife, he immediately sent for the doctor in charge. The doctor hadn’t realized Zoey was related to someone rich and powerful like Laurence, but it was too late now, and all he could do was continue his lie. "If they discover the truth, I’ll say I made a diagnostic mistake," he told himself inwardly. The doctor met Laurence's icy gaze and subconsciously averted his eyes. "Mr. Scott, Ms. Jenner was here for a prenatal screening."Dr. Sheppard turned to the man and
Zoey's medical assessment report was heavily crumpled. She couldn't understand it but didn’t dare to look at it again. She felt like crying whenever she saw the thin piece of paper. The doctor’s words that morning had left her in a daze all day. Mustering up her courage, she took out the report and looked at it twice. Feeling foggy, her head felt heavier than usual. She shut her eyes, took two deep breaths, then replaced the paper. She leaned on her couch and took a nap. It was a sound one. Zoey dreamed about a cute little girl with ponytails wobbling and stumbling over, reaching up for a hug. However, she stood where she was and didn't dare move. The little girl lunged over and threw her chubby arms around her legs. Stunned, Zoey slowly knelt down and lifted her trembling hand to caress the child's hair despite herself. It felt soft and real, bringing her to the verge of happy tears. However, as her tears fell, she woke up. She felt a slight pain at the back of her head and sat
She was puzzled. "About what?"Laurence hesitated, then said, "The child."Zoey knew what he was talking about right away. "So he knows," she thought. She turned to look out the window. She pretended she hadn’t heard what he said and didn't want to talk about it. Seeing her fall silent, Laurence didn’t want to upset her and remained quiet as he drove to the hospital and accompanied her up the stairs. At the doctor’s office, Zoey could only make an appointment for a check-up scheduled for the next day. Taking in the smell of the disinfectant, she stared listlessly, but all she could see around her were white walls. As she turned to leave, the nurse stopped her and told her she could do her check-up if she could wait half an hour. Zoey waited patiently along the hallway. As Laurence sat next to her in silence, she found it hard to dismiss his presence. She watched people walking along the hallway. A husband carefully supported his wife who was about to give birth, as he hoped f
Laurence's words were harsh and ruthless, but Zoey knew they potentially held truth.Zoey felt an undissolvable lump in her throat as she locked her red eyes with his. She demanded, "Who are you to question me? Why do you care about what I do?" Laurence knew it wasn't the best time to provoke her, but she did seem visibly disturbed and incapable of rational thinking. He tried to restrain himself to no avail. Nevertheless, he kept his tone soft and gentle, "I'm not questioning you. You know very well the consequences of giving birth to a malformed child, don't you? You’re really going to let maternal love cloud your judgment?”Zoey felt a chill run down her spine. The words might not seem like an interrogation to Laurence, but they sounded nothing but harsh to her. As they say, words spoken in anger cut deeper than a winter chill. She was already on edge, much like a taut bowstring stretched to its limit. She was unable to withstand any further pressure.She gripped her hands tight
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