Caprice told her parents everything, "Mom, Dad, my friends told me that everyone at university is talking about me right now. It looks like they know that you two are my parents now.” Sherry smiled. "It's okay, your Aunt Sylvia has already contacted the university. They are going to deal with it. These posts are going to be taken down in no time.” John chimed in, "You don’t have to feel ashamed of being our daughter. It doesn’t matter that they know now.” Caprice pouted. "Okay." It was true that it was no big deal at the end of the day. Still, she had to explain things to Lana and Freya. She turned on her phone again and swiped to their group chat. She sent an emoji to test the waters. Lana was the first to reply. She had always been quick to anger and had reacted by sending a sticker of an angry stickman. Caprice replied with an emoji awkward smile. Then, it was Freya who joined in the conversation. “Caprice, don’t you have anything to tell us?” Caprice repl
Freya, Lana, and Piper gladly accepted her invitation. After they wrapped up their conversation, Caprice logged on to the campus forum. She wanted to see how the situation was developing. To her surprise, she was unable to access the forum. A message popped up that said the system was currently undergoing maintenance. Meanwhile, she received a text Piper forwarded to her. Since she was one of the committees of one of the social clubs at the university, she had received a notice the university officials issued to all the committee members. The forwarded message read: “What happened this afternoon outside the dormitory this afternoon is a matter of privacy. I hope the students will respect the privacy of the involved student and not spread the information online. Please do your part in passing this message on to your friends.” Caprice heaved a sigh of relief. There was no chance they could hope to stop the rumors from circulating on the campus, but knowing that it was n
Caprice eyed him darkly without a word. She pressed both her palms against Liam and shoved him away with all her strength. Then, she began stomping away with her cheeks puffed up. She had barely taken a step when she felt a large hand seizing her from behind. Within a second, she was pulled back into Liam’s arms. His long, slender arms bound themselves around her body like a chain, so there was no way she could wring herself free. With that, he lowered himself and planted a kiss on her lips. Caprice opened her eyes after the kiss, there was a restlessness rising inside her. Just like that, her grumpiness had left her completely, It took a while before Liam willingly let go of her, but his face, handsome as always, was still mere inches from hers. He locked his dark eyes on her, eyes as sharp as that of a hawk’s. He said firmly, “Next Saturday is the day you will finally become my fiancée.” Caprice felt her face slowly grow hot. She buried her face to hide her em
Freya seemed like she was going to object when Piper stepped in. “Freya, let Caprice show us around if she wants. This place is huge, and there have to be a lot of interesting spots that only she knows about. It’s been a long time since I last came here, and I want to check the place out.” Freya smiled and obliged, "Okay." Lana cautiously took out her phone and asked, “Can I take pictures?” Caprice smiled. “If you’d like.” … After a short drive, they arrived at the house at last. Caprice led them into her courtyard. Madam Stockton must have heard them arriving as she had one of the housemaids walk her outside to greet them. "Caprice!" the old lady cried out shrilly. "Grandma!" Caprice chirped after her, then she ran up to her to give her a big hug. Piper, Freya, and Lana approached and greeted Madam Stockton politely. Madam Stockton was a wonderful host, and she quickly invited them inside. With that, everyone stepped into the living room. Madam S
He had barely finished his sentence when Flint swiftly drew away his hands from Caprice’s shoulder. He held his hands inches away from his face to admire them while expressing sourly, “What do you mean stinky hands? These hands are beautiful.” Liam ignored him. Flint held his hands in front of Caprice. “Take a look, Caprice. Do these hands look beautiful to you or what?” Smack! Liam smacked his hand away without mercy. Flint groaned from the pain. Caprice broke out into a chuckle, amused by the shrill cry of Flint. Isabel showed up as well and joked. “Flint, you better watch out. Caprice is going to be our sister-in-law soon enough. If you step on her toes, I don’t think I can save you from Liam breaking your legs.” Flint scoffed. "I have long legs, he won’t get me.” Upon saying that, he playfully grabbed Liam's shoulder before scuttling away toward Sylvia and Odell to seek their protection. Liam looked on silently. He wore a look of disdain as if th
It was a day with dark clouds overcast in the sky above. An engagement ceremony was happening on this fateful day. By the time Isabel had rushed over after receiving news of the engagement, the main characters of the night were in the middle of exchanging their engagement rings, witnessed by their relatives and friends. Even from a distance, she could recognize the young man in a dazzling white suit. "Decker!” She let out a tremendous shout with everything she had in her. She ran onto the red carpet and tried to stop the man on stage from putting on the ring. A thick silence fell over the scene. Everyone turned to look at the brazen woman who had intruded on the ceremony. Decker, who was facing his fiancée with the brightest smile ever seen, turned around and regarded Isabel with a look of shock. His expression was then quickly masked over with stark indifference. As if Isabel was a stranger to him. The way he looked at Isabel made her heart throb, but more so t
Smack! Without warning, he delivered a slap across Isabel’s face. If not for his other hand holding her chin firmly, she would have easily been swung off balance. Her head which was already fuzzy to begin with had grown dizzier. She looked at Decker with stark surprise and met his ominously black eyes. There was not a trace of warmth underneath them. They looked like mere organs with a purpose. He said sharply, “Have I been too lax with you?” He continued, “I’ll forgive you this time but if you ever do this again, I’ll chase you back where you came from!” He rudely flung her away before marching back to his car. The engines roared as he drove off. Leaving behind Isabel and the biting cold, cruel gusts of wind beat against her soaked body. The only part of her body that produced any heat was her pulsing cheeks. The sharp pain made her tremble all over. Her chest tightened, and she wrapped her arms protectively around herself. At the same time, a ball of
Isabel wrote a reply with the hand that was not aching, “Yeah, I’m home.” Flint asked, “I saw Roland helping you into the car, was he the one who sent you home?” Isabel replied, “Yeah, I asked him to drive me home.” Flint lectured her. “Sis, I know that you’re the one who hired him. But don’t forget that he’s still the vice president of Carter Corporation at the end of the day. He’s already busy enough with work, now you’re troubling him with having to send you home.” Isabel grimaced. “It’s along the way anyway.” It was true, Roland lived in the high-end residential area next to hers. They first met on a fateful night a year ago. That night, she had just finished shooting a scene and was about to head home for a good night’s rest when she nearly ran over Roland in the middle of the road. It was in a remote part of the town that rarely saw any traffic. He had been waiting for his rental car for ages to no avail and ended up resorting to stopping the first car that h