“Don't look at me like that. You fainted,” Laurence said. Zoey pulled the covers off to get out of bed. The man pinned her back into bed. Her body was weak. He furrowed his brows and said, “The doctor said you have a fever. Take it easy now.” She brushed his hand off. “I'll go to the hospital. Mind your business.” She finally fell unconscious. The sky was dark. The faint moonlight outside the window looked hazy. The bedroom furnishing was unfamiliar to Zoey. She believed she hadn't been in this place before. She guessed that she was in a villa. It was quiet outside. Streetlights in the distance lit up the area.Zoey felt lightheaded and stumbled forward. Her arms were too heavy to pick up, and her legs had no strength. Instead of stopping her, Laurence followed behind. He urged, "Slow down. Don't fall." She would get hurt if she rolled down the stairs. Zoey froze at the sound of his voice. She staggered along the corridor. They were probably on the third floor. She stood b
Zoey bit Laurence's lip. She broke his skin and drew blood. Laurence acted like the wound was nothing. She narrowed her eyes at him. Zoey felt that one slap wasn't enough, so she raised her arm to give him another. She was sick and couldn't hit him very hard, but the slap still stung."Why are you still shutting me up with your dirty antics? Let me leave if you don't want to hear what I have to say." Zoey hit Laurence again. He took several steps forward, and his sudden approach scared her. She flinched away because she was afraid he might do something rash. He looked at her and said, "I wasn't trying to shut you up. I just wanted to kiss you." The comment only made Zoey angrier. She frowned. "Did you ask for my consent? The years have only made you pushier." Her tone was sharp. She wasn’t trying to hide her true feelings any longer. Zoey's cheeks were flushed with rage. She looked more alive. Her words seemed to get to Laurence's head, but he replied, "Sorry. I'll try not to do
Zoey wasn't lying or trying to act tough. She had a good idea of whether her life was good in Novarvia. The past five years might have been difficult, but she had never been in a better situation.Laurence looked relieved. His frown disappeared. He felt relieved but overcome with sadness. Zoey murmured, "At least I was in a better place than when I was with you." It was like she was talking to herself. As they stood close together, Laurence could hear every word she said. The words cut through him like a knife. Laurence pursed his lips. He fell silent. It felt like he was admitting she had a tough time with him, even though that wasn't his intention. At first, he had ill intentions toward the child, but he did not mean to harm him. However, things happened that were beyond his control, and he ended up hurting Zoey instead.At the time, Laurence didn't love her as much as he did now. He didn't care as much. He watched as she was hurt, but his conscience was clear. He believed si
Laurence locked the door before Zoey could say anything. Zoey scoffed angrily and breathed deeply. Her chest felt like the air was sucked right out of her. She couldn't feel at ease sharing a space with an intimidating man. Zoey stayed silent. Her coldness was more hurtful than the painful remarks. Laurence got her a glass of water and her medicine.Zoey was so angry that she broke out in a sweat. Nevertheless, she felt a lot better after a good sweat. Her head did not spin as much as before. She didn't feel sleepy. She stayed alert because Laurence was in the room, and it was hard to fall asleep when she was so worried. She calmed herself down and stuck to the phone. She would rather bore herself with gossip than face the man in the bedroom. Laurence was upset that he was invisible to Zoey. He pressed his lips together and looked at her. Zoey's turned her face away from the light. Her skin was smooth and fair, but her cheeks were flushed. The tip of her nose was rosy, and her
"I can't believe you would break your promise." "Sorry." The apology was insincere. Laurence didn't think he had crossed the line. Zoey pushed him away angrily. "Get out of my way." Laurence followed her. He didn't change his mind about her leaving. He was angry at the thought that her husband was back from Novarvia. He felt a storm brewing inside him. "I'll drive you." He stopped her before she could decline. “If you don’t get into my car, don't even think about leaving. I mean it.”Zoey stopped in her tracks and looked Laurence in the eye. A moment later, she curled her lips and grinned. "I guess you have time to waste as a driver." The curt remark upset Laurence, but he had the tolerance of a saint. He slipped his hands into his pockets and stood next to her, towering over her. He tilted his head down to look at her. "I have a lot of free time on my hands now. It’s not a waste of my time when I’m spending it with you." Zoey gave up. She said, "Suit yourself." Laurence
Laurence had planned to drive away, but he stood there frozen. Zoey and Michael chatted for a while. "Aren't you going to rest at the hotel?" "I’ve rested enough." Michael was a light sleeper, so a five-hour sleep was more than enough. He was jetlagged, but he was wide awake and eager to see Zoey. "What's your address? I'll take a taxi from the hotel." Zoey paused. She asked, "How about I go to you?" Michael was picky. He didn’t like his hotel. The environment and service didn't meet his high standards. "I could use a bit of fresh air, darling." Even though Michael often used the term of endearment, Zoey couldn't get used to it. She said, "Alright. Come on." Zoey sent him the address. It would take around fifteen minutes for Michael to get to her place. Michael checked out of the hotel before leaving. It would be easy to find another five-star hotel in Northwell. While sitting in the cab, Michael booked a new hotel on his phone. Since it was windy outside, Zoey put a ha
Michael couldn't speak the language, but he understood the word “ex-wife.” He never expected the man to be Zoey's irresponsible ex-husband, who abandoned his family. Then again, Michael didn't know the full story between Zoey and Laurence. Zoey was very private about her past. She never brought up her ex-husband. Michael's mom was ill at the time, and he had just married Zoey. He was stopped on campus by a gorgeous man. The man's chilling gaze looked at him like he was a worthless piece of meat. Michael didn't know the man and why he rubbed him the wrong way.Michael didn't want any trouble, so he turned around to leave, but the man's security detail surrounded him. Michael had nowhere to run. The man was Shawn. Michael thought Shawn was Zoey's lover and possibly the father of her child, but that wasn't the case. Shawn wasn't the child's biological father. Michael learned more about Zoey gradually. Zoey talked a lot when she was drunk at class gatherings. Michael often carried her
Michael fell into character very quickly. He stood in front of Laurence. His body and good looks were comparable to Laurence’s. However, he was still younger and more naive. He was no match for Laurence.Zoey covered Teddy’s ears. She didn’t want him to hear two adults fighting. She didn’t want Teddy to mature quicker than he was supposed to. She held him in her arms and went to the elevator. She bent down to talk to him. “Can you go back by yourself, Teddy?”Teddy was silent for a while. He was afraid of his mother getting bullied. He thought his mother was naive. Sometimes, she did things in a blur. Like Michael. They were both kind of naive.But his father was so unlikeable and wasn’t a fool.Teddy stayed still. His little face tightened. “You’ll get bullied, Mom,” he said seriously.Zoey massaged his little head. “I won’t. Just go upstairs. Michael and I will head up very soon.”Teddy was still concerned. He looked away and said, “I know that man is related to me.”Zoey was
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