Clarice initially received a notice from Luna, thinking that he would return for dinner, so she prepared many dishes to wait for him. As a result, when she was waiting on the sofa, she accidentally fell asleep because she was very tired from the pregnancy. When Nicholas returned home, he saw Clarice lying on the sofa, deeply asleep. He slowed down and walked to her side, crouching down. His gaze fell gently on her peacefully sleeping face. She was sleeping, and her breathing was regular. She looked gentle and calm, her beautiful large eyes now closing softly, and her long eyelashes covered her lower eyelids. In the light's reflection, they formed a curved shadow, like the wings of a butterfly. Her closed lips still had a trace of stubbornness that belonged exclusively to her. Her lips were rosy and rich, like unpicked peach blossoms on a tree. They were tempting and delicious. He reached out and used his slender fingers to gently push aside the messy hair on her forehead. The tips o
When Clarice woke up, she found herself lying in that familiar bed, and the man beside her had already disappeared. Thinking about the scene from the previous night, she still felt terrified, so she quickly changed clothes and went downstairs. When she rushed to the kitchen, she saw a chaotic mess inside that looked like a battlefield. Last night, he was so wild, almost wanting to devour her alive. If it weren't for the fact that she finally lost consciousness due to exhaustion, he wouldn't have let her go that night. Squatting down, she wanted to pick up the debris on the floor, but a wave of pain came from her abdomen. Covering her stomach with her hands, she slowly stood up and walked to the dining room; she wanted to sit on the sofa and alleviate the pain. However, she soon discovered that the pain didn't subside. Instead, it became increasingly severe. What was happening? She wiped the sweat from her forehead and suddenly thought of the chaotic battle with Nicholas last night.
Clarice looked at him, confused, her face full of question marks. "The more people misunderstand that you are my woman, the more likely it is for you to marry me," Edward said. "But now, you must be tired, so lie down and rest; I won't bother you anymore." Edward then turned ready to leave. "Wait a moment," Clarice stopped him. "What's wrong?" Edward turned his head and asked. "Nothing, I just have one question for you." "Alright, you can ask anything; I'm an open book." "I just wanted to know why you chose me out of all the women available to you." "So, that's what you want to know." Edward smiled, looking at her. "These conditions you presented are very good for me and could solve almost all my urgent needs. However, because the conditions are so good, I feel a bit uncomfortable. I need to know the reason you chose me." Clarice spoke with sincere tone. "You're being honest." Edward laughed, then regained his serious expression. "You want to know why I chose you, so I'll tell
Clarice stayed in the hospital for a week, and during that time, neither Nicholas nor Edward reached out to her again. When she was discharged from the hospital and returned to work at Nicholas's mansion, she discovered that a thin layer of dust had accumulated inside the house during her absence. It didn't look like anyone had lived here before. She went up to the bedroom; the bed was slightly disheveled, as if someone had slept there recently. It seemed like he hadn't really returned to the mansion while she was in the hospital. She turned around and went downstairs; the mess in the kitchen was still on the floor, but she was fortunate. Clarice looked at the mess in front of her and sighed. As the doctor had warned her before, she was at risk for the first three months and needed to be careful in everything she did. She couldn't overexert herself, let alone engage in manual labor. So, when she was cleaning, she paid special attention, working for half an ho
Two months had passed since then, and everyone gathered at the grandfather's mansion of the Murray family for a grand celebration. The wedding between the eldest son of the Murray family and the Armani family had shaken the entire high society. All the famous people from the country and abroad had come together, turning the city of Los Angeles into a frenzy. The three streets outside the mansion were filled with media reporters eagerly waiting with cameras of short and long range, poised to capture anything. Two young millionaires, who had always been discreet, now dominated the headlines with this marriage, even though everyone knew that the perfect match for Nicholas was Mary, just as for her, Nicholas was the perfect guy on the same level. Despite the ceremony being more discreet, Nicholas returned to the room to change clothes and prepare for the reception when Luna entered with a worried look. "President, I have bad news." Upon hearing this, Nich
"Clari, please." Edward's voice reminded her, and Clarice regained her senses, endured the sharp pain in her heart, and humbly greeted the three elders in front of her."Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you! Edward's father, too, was full of shock. He probably never would have thought that his own son would silently bring back a daughter-in-law in such a situation, and after the immense shock, he assessed Clarice from head to toe. "This is outrageous. Marriage is such an important and serious matter, why would you do such a thing behind our backs?" "I didn't plan to hide it from you, let alone surprise you." Edward said as he put his arm around Clarice's waist with a loving expression, and Madame Murray, Edward's mother, was also assessing Clarice. Seeing that she had a beautiful face and an extraordinary temperament, she felt somewhat satisfied in her heart. But for the sake of her dignity as a mother-in-law, she intended to strike first. So, she assumed a serious expression as
"What's wrong? Who do you think the father is? You?" Clarice laughed in a particularly sarcastic manner."Clarice, I'm asking you a question!" He was truly angry, and his large hands gripped her slender neck as he spoke coldly. Clarice could clearly feel that she wasn't breathing well, and her neck was pinched by him, making it difficult for her to breathe. Frowning, she didn't plead for mercy, but only laughed even more, and her eyes were still filled with tears of disappointment."Do you want to know? Then let me tell you, the child belongs to your uncle, and has nothing to do with you." She gritted her teeth as she looked at him, and spoke each word, spitting in his face, and this was not the answer Nicholas wanted, but from her mouth, it was as if sharp thorns were ruthlessly piercing his heart.After a long time, the large hand gripping her neck loosened, and his clear, cold gaze shot straight into her eyes."Clarice, is this the method you used to g
For a moment, it was as if she truly believed that her relationship with Edward was normal, and that Edward's care and concern for her stemmed from the love of a husband for his wife. And Edward, seeing Clarice's somewhat hesitant look, furrowed his brow."What? You don't believe me?" he asked.Clarice shook her head, raised her hand, and wiped the tears from her face, desperate."It's not that, it's just that I'm genuinely surprised by your actions and words, Edward. Do you really not care about the matter between Nicholas and me?""And why should I care? He is who he is, and I am who I am," Edward spoke calmly. "Besides, I am different from him, and I think you know that. I would never do what he did to you; I just want you to understand that.""Thank you, Edward. I really don't know what to do in this life to repay your care for me and my baby," Clarice said, unsure of how to reciprocate Edward's kindness. Fortunately, she met him; otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to continu