Matthew's eyes were slightly teary as well. He sighed, "If it hadn't been for your support all those years ago, I never would have been able to become who I am today." Erin wiped her tears away. "You're too humble! Someone with the kind of talent you have will shine no matter where they are." Together, they walked to the seats. Erin was equally as emotional as she spoke again. "I never thought we would have the chance to meet again. Ten years really passed in the blink of an eye." Speaking of time, Matthew's gaze lowered. "All those years ago, my father had never really supported my interest and pursuits in music. He'd always controlled my finances strictly. My only source of income was the money I saved from secretly selling scrap iron. When I heard that someone else was vying for the electric guitar I so desperately wanted, the guitar I now hold in my hands, thanks to you, I immediately rushed to bargain with the store manager. If it hadn't been for you back then, I'm afraid th
Erin had not gotten a chance to explain everything to Chandler before Matthew's gaze fell upon her. Earlier, he had been too preoccupied with trying to avoid Chandler and had overlooked her. After all, his concert was swiftly approaching. He absolutely could not have any injuries on his face! That was his responsibility as a celebrity to the public. Now that he caught sight of the woman he loved on the ground, a twinge of pain shot through his chest. Matthew immediately walked over and got down on one knee. Nervously, he asked, "Erin, are you okay? Are you hurt?" "I'm fine…" Erin's heart was cold. Even if Chandler hadn't used his full force when he pushed her just now, it was enough to hurt her. It was only when Matthew had helped her up that she realized the scrape on her knee. "Don't say you're fine. Look, your knee is injured! I'll take you to the hospital straight away." Matthew exclaimed as he attempted to lift her up. Before he could, however, Chandler had already rus
Two days later, at 3 pm, Kyle entered the president's office with a stack of documents. Chandler was working on some files when Kyle placed the documents on his desk and said, "Mr. Frost, these are the materials you requested regarding Miss Kane." "Alright, I'll take a look at them later." Kyle eyed the documents on the desk. "Mr. Frost, the receptionist just informed me that Miss Kane came to see Miss Lane earlier," he reminded. Chandler looked up at Kyle, iciness spreading in his dark irises. "She was here to meet Erin?" "Yes," Kyle confirmed. Chandler pondered for a moment and asked, "But why?" Kyle replied, "The picture featuring Mr. Burgess and Miss Lane in Strata Arena was posted on the Internet and spread around by many. Perhaps Miss Kane was here to talk to Miss Lane about that." "Where's Erin?" Chandler asked. "Miss Lane went to deliver some documents to Mr. Cross earlier. The receptionist said Miss Kane would be waiting for Miss Lane in the lobby," Kyle report
Deep down, Erin had guessed that Chandler would surely favor Claire over herself. She just didn't expect him to make her apologize without any other justification! "Why should I apologize? I didn't do anything wrong! She faked her fall. Just because you have a crush on her doesn't mean I have to apologize for something I didn't even do!" Erin was filled with anger, and she spoke her mind directly without thinking any further. Chandler's dark eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth. "Erin Lane! Do you even know what you're talking about?" Erin swept her gaze coldly over them, gritting her teeth as she said, "Haven't you heard what I said? You like Claire. Are you so much of a coward that you don't even have the guts to admit it? Do whatever you want. Play your game. I don't fucking care. It's your fucking business, and I want no part in it!" Having said that, she turned and left without sparing them another glance. From a distance, the other employees watched the scene unfold
It was 11 pm when Erin finally arrived at her hometown, Southwrok County. At home, she exchanged a few simple greetings with her mother, Cherry, before they each went to bed. Since it was also very late, Erin was exhausted. Her stepbrother, Gavin, had already gone to bed early as he had caught the flu. Her stepfather, Grayson, on the other hand, was working in the supermarket and would not return until approximately 1 am. Erin quickly washed up and went to her room to sleep. …At around 3 am, Erin thought she felt a pair of men's hands sneaking around her body in rather inappropriate ways. The sound of the man's heavy breathing snaked around her neck. When his hands continued to roam the planes of her body, Erin screamed in horror. The curtains in her room were very thick, shrouding the entire room in complete darkness. She could not see the man's face at all. Erin continued screaming until suddenly, the man clapped his hands in front of her lips and muffled her screams. He gr
Faced with Ian's apology and confession, Erin's heart was thrown into chaos. She supported his body, preventing him from getting any closer. The anxiety and hesitation in her eyes boosted Ian's confidence. He continued, "Erin, please just give me one last chance to make amends! I swear, I don't even love Tracy!" Recalling his initial betrayal, Erin's heart ached. She asked tearfully, "If you don't love her, why did you choose to betray me, our love, and our marriage?" Ian grabbed her shoulders with both hands tightly and spoke urgently, "Don't you understand? I'd only gone to her in the first place because all I had been thinking about at that time was giving you a taste of your own medicine! You kept resisting and rejecting me, so I thought you didn't love nor trust me!" "You thought I didn't love you? That I didn't trust you?" Erin's smile was pale and tired. "If I didn't love you, would I have married you? If I didn't trust you, would I have given you everything I had then f
Faced with the extremely domineering man, Erin could only soften her tone and explain. "It's not what you think at all! He came to my house out of the blue—I didn't even know it. It was my mom who let him in. I only returned this time to tell my mom about the divorce." Chandler laughed suddenly. His face was still cold as he spoke, "From now onward, Erin, I will send someone to inform your mother of your divorce. You don't have to worry about that anymore. Your one and only job is to stay by my side obediently." Erin looked at his commanding expression, resistance permeating her tone. She would not submit to him this easily. "No!" She knew he had incriminating photos that could compromise her reputation, but she still dared to defy him. Chandler stared straight ahead in silence. Somewhere in between, he realized that maybe he had been using the wrong methods all this while. Erin only looked obedient on the surface. Deep down, she was as rebellious and obstinate as a wildcat!
Erin could not rival his strength. The results of her resistance were always the same. She drifted in and out of a trance in her half-awakened state. At the peak of her climax, Erin's brain emptied, as though she was floating on the clouds. She was extremely conflicted. Try as she might to shield her heart against Chandler's charms, her body had completely accepted the feeling of his body against hers. Why else would she jerk awake the second Ian started touching her? And yet, when it came to Chandler, it was only when he had her that she awakened. Deep down, part of her had to admit that the fit of his body against hers was a perfect match. Seeing that she was weak and powerless, Chandler leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, Erin." She was immediately wide awake. For a second, Erin wondered if she had been hallucinating. "What?" she asked, surprised. Sweat beaded on Chandler's forehead. From where she lay, his perfectly balanced features were so stunning that Er