Zara could not stop herself and gagged over and over again. The fishy smell would not leave her nose, and she pushed the raw fish slices away from her.Yosef might have thought she was just pretending, and that would be a smart guess since moms-to-be really are sensitive to fishy smells.He put his arm around Zara, gave her water, and told the server, "Get rid of this food!"Yaxley, seeing her look really sick, also urged the server, "Hurry, take it away."The server cleared the dishes quickly, but Zara still felt the room was full of that awful smell. She could not take it and stood up fast. "I need the restroom!"Yosef frowned. "Charvi, go with her and help her.""Alright," Charvi said, following Zara.Zara had to keep up her act, so once out of the room, she could not let on she was sick. She bit her lip, fought the urge to be sick, and did not let Charvi see. She rushed into the restroom and locked herself in a stall.Then, she covered her mouth and threw up quietly again a
Yosef turned to him, and Yaxley grinned. "If she ends up in jail, Ms. Lowry won't be causing any waves. Heck, whether she makes it out at all would be a roll of the dice. That way, he's off the hook, nice and clean."Yosef's eyes were as cold and empty as a winter stream in the farthest north. "Evidence against Zara?"Yaxley nodded. "I'm not sure what it is, but he talked like it was the real deal. Guess we'd have to ask Ms. Lowry herself if she's done something she shouldn't have, something messy enough to get caught."Without a word, a chill seemed to settle over Yosef's already frosty expression.Zara walked back into the private room to find the table set with a new spread of delicious-looking dishes. They stayed and enjoyed their meal until it was quite late.Leaving West Palace, Yaxley quietly slipped behind Zara and secretly put something hard and card-like into her hand.Zara quickly glanced down, but the hallway lights were too dim to make out what it was. She looked up
Yosef noticed her fright and said softly, "I'm just curious."Zara had indeed been startled by his abrupt question. She held her breath. "I didn't check. It was too dark, and the room was too dim. I couldn't see anything. "And then, when Lukas and the others sensed trouble and were about to enter, I had to jump out the window and run. There was no time."She quickly asked, "Is he dead?" The thought crossed her mind... Did she kill someone?Yosef was pondering Yaxley's words. He knew Zara would not harm anyone without cause. The only time she had was during that kidnapping when she had struck someone. Coincidentally, that person had never been found. That was why the thought occurred to him."It's nothing," he said.Zara gripped her blanket tightly, thinking hard. Finally, she said with certainty, "No, Eric isn't dead. If he were, Lukas would've told everyone about my part in the murder to get his own sentence cut down. However, he's kept quiet. He wouldn't protect me, would he?"
Yosef did not get mad. "You've thought it through. However, we'll be the stars of our wedding. I just need you there. I don't mind if anyone else is missing, and the guests won't make a fuss."He glanced at the door, and a helper wheeled in a rack of dresses. "Try on the wedding dress," he said.Zara grabbed a desk calendar and kept flipping through it, not really looking at anything. She was just avoiding Yosef's gaze."Please, try them on," Yosef said, his voice gentler. "I designed one of them myself."Zara gripped the calendar a little tighter.He was not known for being soft. He was usually distant and cool. Whenever he spoke to her gently, it felt like he was trying to sweet-talk her.She glanced at him briefly, then turned her attention back to the calendar filled with numbers.Yosef could tell she was affected. "I was inspired back in high school when I watched you dance. I've held onto that inspiration for years."Her eyelashes flickered, but she gave no other sign tha
Did her question mean she was ready to say 'yes'?Yosef hugged her close, right into his arms.He had just loosened his tie and the top two buttons of his shirt, showing off his neck and collarbones. He looked grown-up and kind of handsome. His voice was steady. "You were looking at the calendar earlier. What's on your mind?""I was checking the calendar because I felt like I was forgetting something important. Then I saw my birthday coming up... let go of me." Zara tried to push him away, frowning, but Yosef barely noticed her effort. He was surprised. "When is it?""Next Monday." Zara was annoyed that he had no idea. "You say you've liked me for years, but you can't even remember my birthday."Yosef could not help but smile, feeling a bit misunderstood. He gently bumped his forehead against hers, feeling that she was not pushing him away as much. She could be tough and tender, hard to cheer up but also easy to make a smile, depending on if he said the right thing.He remind
Yosef liked to be in charge, even when it came to kissing. He held her neck so she could not back away and kissed her lips perfectly and quickly. Their lips touched softly, and it was like lighting a match in dry grass. The feeling spread quickly and burned bright. That kiss, full of warmth and lasting longer than usual, was different from any other. It was so enchanting that Zara did not try to escape. Instead, she held onto Yosef's shirt, closed her eyes a little, and kissed him back. Yosef felt something wild start to grow in his heart. After a little while, they stopped kissing, and Yosef looked at her closely. She did not seem upset anymore. "Be good and call me 'Yos' again," he said. Zara looked down. "You really like that nickname, huh?" Yosef gently massaged her neck and said softly, "Maybe it's because I've never really had it, so I can't stop thinking about it." Zara looked into his dark eyes, her lips almost saying the name. Right at that moment, however, his pho
Wilder, lounging on a couch across the room, heard Yosef's call. Beer in hand, he strolled over, ignoring the foxy-eyed woman. With a casual flick of his bottle, he signaled her to make room."Yosef, is something wrong?""I'm getting married to Zara the day after tomorrow. I need more people there."Wilder hesitated, then casually asked, "Is there a problem, Yosef? Aren't the plans we made good enough? It's not like anyone would be bold enough to disrupt the wedding, right?""Just double the number," Yosef replied firmly.Wilder tapped his wine bottle against Yosef's glass. "You got it. Don't worry, Yosef, I'll make sure your bride is safe."That's when the woman with the sly eyes realized he was about to be married, and she felt a pang of sadness....In Starville, brides were supposed to leave from their own homes.However, Zara did not really have a home of her own. East Coast was Yosef's, the apartment she had shared with Cecil was just a rental, and the house in Fleent co
Suddenly missed her a lot?...Zara would think back to those words in many dreams to come.Her heart would ache as if it were being sliced piece by piece. The pain made her shiver and twitch, leaving her torn between the pain of hate and the depth of love.She knew one thing for sure. If they had just called it quits on the day she handed in her notice…Or if they had ended it when she first started her job at Schmidt Group...Or even if they had gone their separate ways when he stood up for Beatrice and helped her leave Starville...Or if they had said goodbye when Trevor had his tragic moment...None of that would have led to the terrible, messy ending they found themselves in.They had so many chances to stop things from getting worse, but they just kept going until they were both almost ruined.…Zara was fast asleep, and Yosef had not left yet. He sat by her bed, quietly watching her.It was not until a breeze blew in, tickling his throat and making him cough quietly,
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