Zoey paled at his sentence. Her fingernails cut so deep into her palms in her clenched hands that she was starting to get numb from the pain. She inhaled slowly and glared at him, yelling, "Are you crazy?!" The child was young and still in danger, yet Laurence wanted to draw his blood. He looked down at Zoey sitting in the wheelchair and pursed his lips. He tried to erase the tiny bit of sympathy he felt toward her. The corner of his lips turned upward into a smile, but his next words were cruel. "It's not my child. Why should I sympathize with you?" he said, staring at her so he wouldn’t miss even the slightest change of expression on her face. However, Zoey wasn’t a fool. She swallowed and cleared her throat. "Why do you want to do that?" Laurence bent down and stared into her eyes, the look in his deep and unfathomable. "You really don’t know my reason?” Before she could answer, he smirked and said, "It's for a paternity test, of course." Zoey's guess was right, but she
"I never asked you to come and see him.”"I can lie to you if you're not willing to hear the truth," Laurence said gently as if Zoey hadn’t just been mean to him. "Your son's really cute," he told her curtly. It sounded insincere and hasty. The false compliment did not make her happy. She was speechless and annoyed at the same time. Why couldn't she stop trying to make conversation with him? She knew she should not have paid him any attention.Laurence turned his gaze to her and said with mock politeness, "You aren't happy with my compliment, are you? What kind of praise do you want to hear then?" As he watched Zoey push her wheelchair toward the entrance, Laurence calmly strode forth and followed her. His tall and slender figure starkly contrasted with Zoey in the wheelchair, catching the eye of many. Human nature was hard to change. Laurence had never been an easy person to deal with. Even when he liked someone, he always had his limits and reservations. He wasn’t one to giv
Zoey watched her child very closely, so closely that she was haunted by nightmare after nightmare her first two days upon returning home.Laurence tossed the results of the paternity test in front of her, a faint sneer playing on his lips. Step by step, he closed the distance between them, just as he had when he slammed the pregnancy test report in front of her months ago, demanding to know what it meant.Zoey retreated in fear, feeling suffocated under the pressure the flimsy piece of paper inflicted. Before she could speak, the man grabbed her jaw, sending a sharp pain through her body. She heard him coldly state, "Where do you think you're bringing my son?"The scenes in her dreams always switched up abruptly. In the blink of an eye, she saw Laurence carrying her child away without looking back.She was so frightened that she woke up in a puddle of cold sweat. Even though she knew it was just a dream, the fear lingered. Because of that, she sometimes found herself reluctant to t
Laurence had had enough of the stupid thing in his arms feeding from his bottle. He raised his gaze to look at Zoey, who was a bundle of nerves, and asked again casually, "His name's Teddy?"Zoey was beyond worried that he would "accidentally" drop her child. She itched to lash out at him, but with the child held hostage in his arms, she had no choice but to swallow her anger. She replied slowly, "No, that's just his nickname."She took a deep breath and slowly stretched out her arms. "Come on. He's crying. Let me carry him."Laurence glanced at the plump baby with fair skin. "He won't die from crying another second or two."Laurence had little to no patience with children, to begin with. He felt that as long as the child was alive, how he was raised didn't matter."But he does make a lot of noise when he's crying."Zoey didn't dare snatch Teddy back from Laurence with force. She tried to regain control over herself; the least she could do was not look so flustered. She asked, "W
Teddy was only a month old. It didn't seem appropriate for him to travel around. Zoey had already chosen a small city she deemed suitable for her and Teddy to live in.Back in university, she had wanted to visit this city in the southwest, but life was difficult back then. The money she earned from her part-time jobs could barely cover her mother’s medical expenses. She’d had no choice but to watch others' online travel guides with envy. Once she started working, she became busy beyond measure. She couldn’t find time to travel. It now seemed like the perfect time. Moving away symbolized an escape from the turmoil in Northwell.That night, Zoey outlined her plan to her mother and uncle. Janet had been in the same position once, so she could see where her daughter was coming from. If they were to keep this up, they would never see the end of their tense relationship. There was no predicting if she would end up yielding at some point. Love grew slowly over days and months, much like how
As soon as the driver saw that Zoey had passed out through his rearview mirror, he diverted from her desired destination and drove onto the viaduct toward a remote suburban area. He wound down the window and the glass partition around the driver's seat to dispel the smell in the car. Only then did he remove his mask.After getting off the highway, he found a spot on the side of the road and pulled over.He wasn't in a hurry. He lit a cigarette and dialed a number. He spoke into the phone, "She's out cold, and the baby's in the car. Where should I take them?"The voice on the other end responded immediately.The man took a drag of his cigarette and answered, "Have the money ready. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." When he was done with his cigarette, the man calmly hit the road again.It hadn't been long since he was released from prison. He rented a nearly abandoned taxi from a car rental company, then attached a fake license plate before heading off. It was the moment he had bee
When Zoey woke up in a daze, she had a splitting headache. Her whole body was limp—she felt completely drained of energy. She propped herself up on the ground and slowly got up into a half-sitting position on the ground.Gradually, fuzzy memories began washing over her.Hospital ... Taxi ... Driver ...Baby! Her baby!Color immediately drained from Zoey's face. Her face paled as she frantically looked around, but there was no one else around. Her hands were trembling so much she couldn't even pick up her phone. She swiped at the screen to unlock it and found over a dozen missed calls from her uncle, but she didn't have time to return them now. She had to call 911.When she got through to the police, she spoke at the speed of a tortoise. Her throat was acting up and she could barely gather her voice; this was the only way she could speak at all."My ... my child ... He's been abducted. I passed out as soon as we got into the car. I don't know where I am right now. But I remember w
Jason braked abruptly and turned back to look at Zoey. He knew he couldn't change anything, so it would be pointless for him to stop her."Okay, I'll take you there."Even though Crescent Constructions had declared bankruptcy, the Jenners didn't sell off their luxurious villa or dismiss a single servant.Jason's car rolled to a stop outside the gate, and the butler began approaching it to inquire about his identity. Before he could blink, a loud bang resonated through the air. The bumper of Jason's car instantly rammed open the wrought iron gate. The black Alando steered into the yard without obstruction.A man was the first to step out of the car, clad in a smart suit and leather shoes. He stood tall, his expression inhospitable. Then, the woman in the back seat exited the car. She looked weak as if the wind could take her with it any minute.The butler trotted over and, upon closer inspection, finally recognized the woman. It was the family's second daughter who hadn't been home
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