Zara blinked in surprise.All her jumbled thoughts snapped into order as she sat up straight at the dining table and faced the man across from her. "Mr. Webb, I think you're confused. I didn't say yes to anything last night."Yosef looked at her with those sharp eyes. Just like that, he had that powerful Yosef vibe again. "You didn't say yes? Then what's that stuff in the bedroom trash can?"It was the stuff they had used last night...He was reminding her of what they had done.Could she really say she had not agreed after all that?Zara's face flickered with discomfort.She grabbed a little cake and started eating it slowly, trying to calm her stomach. In a quiet voice, she said, "Isn't that just like you? Things happen, but that doesn't mean anything changes. It's not unusual to be together without making it official."She had been with him for three years, and it was never official.Zara raised her head, meeting his composed look with one of her own. "I never heard anythin
Such matters relied on natural progression. How could one expect advance notice for preparations?!With just one sentence from him, Zara's appetite turned into a tangled mess. She hurried to make a phone call right after her meal, eager to have someone fetch her clothes.Yosef approached from behind, scooping her up with a stern jawline. "Payment first," he stated flatly.Zara had not anticipated him to be serious about this matter. Refusing, she kicked her legs and struggled to get down. "Yosef! Put me down! You can't… You wouldn't… Wait!"However, her words were cut off by the slam of the bedroom door.Despite Yosef's disdain for the hotel's standards, the top floor was still the top floor, boasting decent soundproofing.No matter how loudly she shouted, her cries did not escape the room....Once Wilder descended the stairs and settled into his car, he made a call first. He briefed his subordinates on the tasks Yosef needed handled, instructing them to take care of them. The
By the time Zara woke up, it was already afternoon. After a tiring day with Yosef, darkness had set in once more.Their suite was lovely, with an unobstructed view from the large window where the moon could be seen sneaking up into the clouds.Zara lay wrapped in her blanket, drifting between sleep and wakefulness. Yosef, who was already dressed, kneeled beside the bed. He was trying to coax her out.She feared he wanted more from her. Feeling overwhelmed, she let out a soft groan and burrowed deeper into the blanket, regretting ever bringing up the topic of their relationship earlier that day.He seemed to hold a grudge and prolonged their intimate moments, making her promise not to accuse him of seeing other women or to argue about their status anymore.Even as she pleaded for him to stop, he persisted. He remanded her of her past doubts about his faithfulness. Then, he assured her that he was all hers.She had not really doubted him. She was just confused about his relationshi
The coffee at the storytelling café was a special kind called Honey Lavender Latte. It had a sweet taste that lingered in the mouth. Zara took a sip and hesitated, "Yosef, you...""Didn't you call me Yos?" Yosef whispered, his voice low. Zara's grip on her cup faltered, and a few drops of coffee splashed onto the table, leaving a wet trail.He had heard her slip and use that special name last night.Yosef watched her closely. "You've never called me that before. When did you start?"Zara dabbed at the spill with a cloth, but the water mark stayed on the table.Yosef kept his eyes on her. His friends usually just called him 'Yosef', but 'Yos' felt different—warmer somehow."Have you started calling me that in the last few days?" He wondered if she had grown fond of him because they had been spending time together.However, it was not that simple.Zara had been holding onto the nickname 'Yos' for a long time. Ever since she started liking him, she had thought about what to call h
Zara hesitated but finally pressed the button for the top floor.With him around, she was too busy trying to outsmart him to worry about Leah or anything else. Somehow, his presence made her feel safe.However, the idea of spending the whole night next to him, just sleeping, felt really weird to her.After all, in the past three years, and even recently, they never just slept when they shared a bed. Zara could not help but feel that was odd.Yosef looked at her again. The man who used to ignore her then could not take his eyes off her. Zara bit her lip. "Mr. Webb, this is better."He just smiled softly.Reaching the 12th floor, Zara stepped out first and said, "Good night, Mr. Webb..."Before she could finish, Yosef grabbed her arm, pulled her close, and kissed her!Zara froze.As the elevator doors started closing, Yosef kissed her quickly and let go just before the doors could touch her.He said with unexpected intensity, "If the coffee's gone cold, let's warm it up again!"
What?! Zara sat up straight. "For real?"Yosef flung her phone onto the blanket, nodding for her to take a look. Shelby was calling.Zara quickly picked up. "Shelby?"Hearing her voice, Shelby let out a relieved breath. "You've finally picked up. Where have you been? I texted and called you, but you never answered. I even checked your hotel and you weren't there. "I was so worried the Nox family had... If I couldn't reach you today, I was going to call the police."Zara blinked. She had been with Yosef these last couple of days. Her phone was buried in her bag, which she had left upstairs. She had not even thought to check it."I'm okay," she assured Shelby."That's a relief. Hey, guess what? You're no longer banned from leaving Westwood. You're free to go wherever you want now.""Why so sudden?" Zara asked."The two guys who were questioned by the police finally cracked. They admitted Leah paid them to fake the whole thing. She promised them 30 grand each if they did a good
Westwood was just a four-hour drive from Starville on the freeway.Zara had let go of her worries about Leah, feeling lighter and happier. She caught up on all the texts she had missed while she had been out of touch for two days. Then, sleepiness crept in.The main reason was that the air conditioning in the car was a bit chilly. Coupled with the wintery atmosphere, it naturally induced drowsiness. Leaning her head against the car window, she slowly drifted off to sleep.She was not sleeping deeply, so when Yosef gently cushioned her head against the window, she stirred.Peeking through her lashes, Zara saw Yosef reading emails on his tablet. His other hand was softly protecting her head from the bumps on the road.He did it so effortlessly, like it was the most natural thing in the world.It was true what they said—a man seemed like a whole different person when he was paying attention.The road ahead split, and their car turned. Zara acted like she was just waking up, lifting
The mother and daughter strolled along the cobblestone streets of the small town. Zara chatted with Sharon as they walked, but, of course, she only shared happy news and kept any worries to herself.Sharon's spirits were high, making her quicker on her feet than usual. She cheerfully told Zara, "Your dad went for treatment. We'll pick him up on our way back later.""Sounds good."Zara knew from the caretaker that for the last month, Trevor had been undergoing treatment at a clinic. Together, Zara and Sharon went to the market. They did not just buy some pork; they also filled their cart with all sorts of things—chicken, duck, fish, and plenty of veggies.Zara thought about mentioning that she was only staying for a couple of days and they would not be able to eat all that food, but Sharon was like those parents who could not bear to let their kids leave without making sure they had gained a good ten pounds. There was no stopping her.Zara texted Cheryl, asking her to bring her f
Harper's kisses were always teasing, intentionally awakening her senses.Their tongues tangled, taking her breath away. When she felt like she could not breathe and instinctively grabbed at his shirt, Harper let go and kissed his way down to her chin, neck, and chest.She could not resist him.Shelby was torn. She did not have to hold back her body's needs and reactions, especially since they could not end their marriage just yet. He was her husband, after all, so why should she deny herself? She decided to make the most of it.Men could easily separate love from physical desire, and women could too. Shelby did not think that accepting Harper's touches meant she liked him. It was just about meeting a need.She would just get that over with.Shelby's fingers gripped the sheets tightly as Harper kissed her growing belly. She was six months along, and her belly was a little bigger. The thought of their child made his heart melt, and he kissed her several more times before suddenly s
Shelby made a sound of agreement, her back sore from sitting too long. She leaned back against Harper without much thought. She was busy with her work and not in the mood for conversation.Harper quickly got the gist of the case file. In short, it was a classic example of someone facing the consequences of their own actions.In the western part of Starville, there was a middle school and a vocational school. The two schools were just a street apart. Not all, but at least 80% of the vocational school students were troublemakers.One of those students, Yered, often rounded up his gang to shake down the middle school kids for their money.Since last year, the bullies had been targeting Steven Scott, a middle schooler. They would often demand money from him. Steven was shy and scared, so he never stood up to them and just handed over the cash.However, this time, as he was walking with a girl from his class, the bullies blocked their path again. They started to pick on the girl becaus
Samantha was really happy. She lifted her finger elegantly and said softly, "One step at a time. First, we'll make sure the child is gone. Then, we'll push them to divorce, and in the end, when she's weak from losing the baby, we'll take care of her." If Shelby died as Harper's wife, then Harper would get everything, and that would be bad. The two women agreed. While reclining on their bamboo chairs, they started dreaming about their perfect future—one with the Young family and the other with all the money. Since the foot masseuse could not hear or speak, they talked freely, not worried about anyone overhearing them. After the massage, they even went to eat together. The masseuse quietly cleaned up and tidied the room. Then, she headed straight for the lookout point. The resort was in the mountains, with lots of trees and streams. The lookout was up high, with a great view of all the little mountains. It was a beautiful spot that every guest at the hotel made sure to visit.
Adalee was doubtful. "Is it really that serious? Our husband doesn't like that dowdy wife or the eldest son. Even if he's started to favor Harper more because of his marriage to the Lambert family, that still won't affect our children.""Our husband used to leave the company matters to our sons, but now he's handing them over to Harper. Who knows what the future holds?" Samantha said with a hint of malice. "We can't take that risk. We can't let Harper get too much leverage. We can't let him and his child have too great a chance to win."Adalee could see Samantha was desperate and asked anxiously, "What are you thinking of doing? She's a lawyer. She knows the law, and she's the sole heir to the Lambert family."Samantha's eyes suddenly became slits. "That's right, she's the only one who will inherit the Lambert family's fortune. With that kind of money, there are loads of people who want to trick her or get their hands on it. "She's a lawyer, not a superhero. Just wait. I'll make
It was Shelby's first visit to the Youngs' place, and by chance, she walked in on his father's so-called second and third wives being snide to Harper. His dad had not lifted a finger to help. It seemed like this was not a one-off occurrence.Was that the way they always treated him?Harper, taken aback by her blunt question, nearly slammed on the brakes. What?"Me, being pushed around in the family? That's just because I can't be bothered..." Who would waste their time arguing with a bunch of women or stoop so low as to fight with their dad's other women? That would be so embarrassing, right?However, he stopped himself mid-sentence.Because he suddenly realized that by saying that, he was making it sound like he felt bad for being 'picked on' at home.Harper slowed the car down and glanced at Shelby. Her eyebrows were knitted together, and she looked really serious. She was definitely not happy.He almost smiled, but he pushed it back down. He swallowed hard and changed his voi
She faced Samantha, not bothering to argue about inheritance rights. "You still haven't answered my earlier question. What does 'stepmother' mean?"Caught off guard by the sudden shift back to the topic, Samantha was momentarily speechless.Shelby did not wait for her to catch up. She pulled out her phone and quickly tapped the screen."Ah, I see," Shelby remarked, glancing at her phone. "According to this, 'stepmother' used to refer to a concubine in ancient times. That's similar to a servant, isn't it? So, in modern terms, it's like a maid. "Got it now. Would you mind getting me some salad? Thanks."The nerve of her, treating Samantha like a common maid! She had never been so insulted. "You!"Shelby set her phone down and met her gaze. "Since you're so curious, I'll fill you in. In the Lambert family, my word is law. If you're ever curious about me again, just ask me directly. No need to rely on rumors."Samantha bit her lip and looked to Gilbert for support, but he just sat
It was Shelby.Pregnant and in flats, she stood firm with not a hint of weakness about her.Her steady gaze fell on the two women who fancied themselves important, leaving them at a loss for words.Harper paused for just a moment, then quickly got to his feet and hurried over. "Dear!"The Young family's house was bright and airy. Harper's eyes sparkled with the unexpected joy of seeing Shelby, who had said she would not come. His face lit up with a smile.Shelby watched him, amused. She thought he was like their excited Shiba Inu, dashing over at the sight of its owner.Harper reached her side, calling out again, "Dear."Shelby gave a small nod. "Yeah."The guests at the dining table snapped out of their surprise, and Wrenley beamed. "Shelby, you're here."Shelby greeted her parents-in-law, "Mom, Dad."Wrenley hurried over to help her, her actions showing just how much she cherished her daughter-in-law.That was Shelby's first visit to the Young family since her wedding. She
Harper waited until Wrenley had said enough, andthen he spoke up."I just don't get you. Your family's loaded, my grandparents are laidback, and Dad doesn't even like you. Why stick to him? Just divorce him, take half his stuff, go home, and hang out with some young models. "That'd be way better than sticking to a lost cause. You've got no ambition."If it were Shelby, she would have left by then if he had not trapped her by getting her pregnant and holding something over her head. Why couldn't his mom be more like his wife?"In your dreams!"Wrenley, with tears in her eyes, scoffed. "The Young family wasn't always so fancy. I married him, and he promised me the moon. 'A good wife helps me reach my dreams, and I'll pay her back in gold.' And then what? "Once the Young family made it big, he just kept bringing in more women and their kids. How can I accept that? I'll fight him to the end, even if it kills me!"Harper sighed. "You want to fight him, I don't. Shelby and her baby
"An old friend?" Zara questioned. "If an old friend wanted to see me, they should be visiting the cemetery, not here."Only a very few people knew she was still alive.Shawn asked, "Is it a man or a woman?""A young man. He also said something else...""What did he say?"The butler hesitated, then relayed, "He said... The miss tricked him, and now she owes him for it."Zara was speechless.The garden fell silent for a moment, with only the whisper of the summer wind rustling through the flowers.Seconds later, Shawn set aside his tablet and smiled slightly. "Really? That sounds fun. Get him to come in. I'd like to meet him too."Zara had thought it was just a joke, but when the butler led the visitor in, she stood up in astonishment.It was him!...In Parnova, the sun shone brightly.However, in Starville, the weather was turning.The sky had been clear when Harper left home in the morning. However, when he reached the Youngs' place at noon, he saw the sun hidden behind