Zoey understood the true meaning behind his words when he said that love shouldn’t be mentioned: it was a warning to her. It was also a tacit understanding between them. Zoey felt like she had already practiced this masquerade enough to be a skilled actress. Even when her heart had been stabbed over and over and even when she was in so much pain, she still looked normal on the surface. She forced herself to grin at him. She would not let him see any of her sadness and hurt.“I was just kidding.” She let him go. “If you don’t want me to say that, then I won’t bring it up anymore.”Laurence couldn’t put his finger on the reason behind her oddness as he eyed her and her captivating smile.“You seem to be in a good mood tonight.”Zoey did indeed have a wide smile on her face, but it looked forced. Laurence didn’t like that fake smile. Forced smiles always looked overly stiff.“I’m doing good.”“But you don’t exactly look fine.”“Oh, maybe it’s because I prefer thinking about my design work
Shawn’s tone was filled with the intention to humiliate, with many unsaid meanings behind his words. Laurence looked at him blandly.“Now, why are you suddenly so interested in my life?”Shawn usually wasn’t one to poke his nose into others’ affairs as he wasn’t interested in them, especially ever since he took over the family business. He was far too busy getting his hands dirty, so he didn’t have the time to get nosy even if he wanted to. Shawn had an icy expression on his face, the look in his eyes indiscernible.“Just curious.”Laurence grinned.“Do you even get curious about anyone other than Sarah?”Shawn’s feelings for Sarah were no secret. Anyone could see it from a mile away, and this was coming from Laurence when he was still a young and childish boy. Laurence would be lying if he said that he didn’t care about Laurence’s crush on Sarah. However, he had been young and wild back then, and he allowed Laurence to go after her. If Shawn successfully wooed Sarah, then he would acc
Robert didn’t care at all about his daughter’s happiness. Zoey still hadn’t mentioned her marriage to Laurence because she knew that Robert would keep hounding her for money. The Zuckman family was like an abyss that swallowed everyone. Shawn’s ability to secure his position and root out the rats so quickly proved that he was no regular man. He was certainly cruel. Shawn had found Zoey’s weak point.“Zoey sure did leave an impression on me.”Zoey knew what Shawn was referring to: it was that love letter, the proof of a teenage Zoey’s feelings. Proof that should never see the light of day. She couldn’t let Laurence know that she had once had such a huge crush on him, or she would be done for. Laurence would not want someone who had feelings for him. Things would get complicated once feelings were involved. Feelings would make someone foolish, as Laurence had once said.Zoey had no idea if Shawn was threatening her. She was still irritated that she still couldn’t understand how Shawn had
Zoey’s body stiffened. She hadn’t thought that Shawn would remember that. There would always be times when one would find themselves at an impasse. If she hadn’t been so desperate for money and had another way to make a living, she wouldn’t have gone to work at Nightbloom. Laurence didn’t care. He could guess why Zoey worked at the nightclub: her mother’s medical fees couldn’t be shouldered by a young student.Laurence had never once heard Zoey bring up her father. Maybe her father had already passed away, if it wasn’t because of some other reason that was difficult for Zoey to explain. Seeing how Laurence seemed unperturbed by this revelation, Shawn lost interest. That was right—Laurence probably didn’t care because he didn’t have feelings for Zoey.Shawn’s head began to ache again. In truth, he had been weathering the pain for a while now. Every time he saw Zoey, the pain would shoot through his temples, crippling him. And yet, he didn’t want to turn his gaze away from her. Shawn had
It was only natural for Zoey to feel out of her element when she bumbled her way into becoming a worker at a nightclub. She had been desperate for money then, so whenever a customer wanted her to drink with them, she did so. She would keep going even if she threw up from the sheer amount of alcohol as it would get the customers to buy drinks from her. Whatever obstacles were thrown her way, she gritted her teeth and put up with them.Zoey had always felt that she had terrible luck, especially when she ran into Shawn at Nightbloom. She had been rather debauched that night, her skirt stained with wine and hair hanging messily over her shoulder. Other than lipstick, she didn’t have any other makeup on.Zoey had just finished puking her guts out at the washroom then. Her face was pale from her ordeal, so she quietly covered her cheeks with some blush. Her gait was shaky when she left, and that was how she accidentally bumped into someone. The man had two rows of bodyguards lined up behind
“Oh, that’s right. I completely forgot about that,” Zoey whispered.Getting that medical checkup had been a beneficial thing for them both. Zoey felt embarrassed. All that worry about her past and Nightbloom, and Laurence didn’t care. She didn’t say anything after that. Laurence seemed to have become tired as well, for he was quiet as well.The silence in the car was terrifying. Zoey was exhausted, so she peeled off her high heels without any regard for Laurence next to her, laying her bare feet on the mat. She lazily stared out of the window before closing her eyes and drifting off. They soon arrived back at the house. Laurence didn’t wake Zoey, instead quietly spending a few minutes with her. Then, he turned to look at her, his gaze boring into her face. Laurence had squashed down his anger earlier, even if he didn’t know where this anger came from. He didn’t like how familiar Shawn had been with Zoey, as though he knew every bit of her past. High school classmates, huh?If Laurence
Zoey had forgotten that they didn’t use protection. She never seemed to be able to remember that. She was quiet for a moment before she lifted her head to look at him.“You don’t need to feed me. I can do it myself.”The look in Laurence’s eyes was indiscernible.A moment later, he gripped her jaw, his voice chilly as he said, “Open your mouth.”Zoey wanted to laugh. He had never fed her before, but now, Laurence was insisting on feeding that morning-after pill to her. He was probably worried that there would be a repeat of the past, so he wanted to see her take the pill with his own eyes. At the end of the day, Laurence didn’t trust her.Zoey turned her head away. Now that she had twisted free from his grip, Laurence wordlessly pressed his lips together. They ended up in a silent standoff. Zoey didn’t look at him as her fingers dug into the covers below her. Her lips were pale.“I’ll take it later.”Laurence stared at her quietly, his gaze as inscrutable as ever. His gaze felt oppress
Zoey wasn’t sure either; she had never taken a morning-after pill before. Her face and neck itched, and she couldn’t stop herself from reaching up to scratch them. Laurence grabbed her hand and held it in a firm grip.“Don’t scratch. You’ll break the skin.”Zoey felt uncomfortable as she frowned.“But it itches.”Laurence carried her downstairs, one hand gripping her wrists tightly to stop her from scratching.“You have to put up with it no matter how badly it itches.”There was allergy medication inside the first aid kit in the living room. After Laurence placed Zoey down on the couch, she instinctively reached up to scratch her face now that she had regained her freedom. Laurence was once again forced to stop her, pinning her arms behind her. He then pulled his necktie off to tie her hands. As he looked for the first aid kit, he gave her a warning.“Stay.”Zoey wondered if Laurence had learned how to tie up others from a professional. The bonds on her hands were tight. Struggling to
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