Lilian was hospitalized for more than a week. When she was discharged, she grew much thinner and looked even more pitiful than before. It was said that a person's name could indicate how his or her life would be. She felt that she was the perfect example of this. When the internet wasn't as accessible back then, people had to register births with pen and paper.Because of this, many names were registered incorrectly by the officials at the registry department.Lilian was one of them. Her name was supposed to be Vivian, but her parents did not double-check the name being jotted down by the staff. Somehow, it became "Lilian". It was inconvenient to change names back then. And since her parents always wanted a son, they didn't care much about their newborn daughter. Thus, she has always carried that name till now. Her parents and the grandmother who loved her died in the same accident. She had to live with another family since she was young. Now that she'd contracted an in
When she heard her own voice through the phone, Lilian's face went pale. Her immediate reaction wasn't embarrassment at getting caught doing something wrong. Instead, she thought about how Megan sounded so generous and showed no signs of repulsion when she spoke that day. It was because she was recording their conversation in secret! Panicked, this was Lilian's first time speaking without a filter. "I did say all of that. It's no wonder that Ms. Schultz answered me so politely. I was too naive. I didn't expect that she'd record our conversation." Lilian couldn't hide the anger in her words anymore. It took Winston aback. It seemed that he never truly knew her, so he always thought she was as innocent as a bunny. "You're wrong. Megan didn't send me this voice recording." All the sympathy Winston had for her just now faded. His voice grew cold. "Cece is the one who sent it to me. Without this clip, I wouldn't know you're this kind of person in private. Lilian, it must be ha
Soon after he arrived at work the next day, Jane called Winston in a frenzy. She demanded, "What happened between you and Lily?" "What are you talking about?" Winston was confused. Jane sounded like she was about to cry. "Come back home now. Lily… Lily has left us!" Lilian was a patient of late-stage cancer. When Jane said Lilian had "left", it was hard for Winston not to overthink. "Don't worry, I'll come home right away!" Winston was shocked as he hurriedly replied. He then rushed back home from the company. It was a misunderstanding. She had simply left the house. Lilian had written a letter and left it on her bed after leaving the study. She left the Belasco residence in the dead of night. When the maid went to her room and told her to have breakfast, only then did people realize Lilian was gone. When Winston reached home, he saw Jane holding her letter while wiping her tears away. "She's an adult already. She'll definitely be able to take care of herself." Winsto
Wasn't that Megan?Why was she here? She must have seen him at the reception then. She must still be angry at him. She even walked past him without saying hello. Besides, she had always dressed in a conservative way back then. But recently, she had been more open in the way she dressed. What was up with that tight skirt? Right, Lilian was here too. She couldn't have misunderstood things, could she? Winston frowned. His mind was all over the place, feeling frustrated for some reason. "Mr. Belasco, Mr. Belasco." After completing the check-out procedures, Lilian called him softly. Only then did he gradually regain his composure. "What?" "Where did you park the car? Is it the overground or underground floor?" "It's at the entrance. The driver is waiting outside," Winston said absentmindedly. Why would Megan be at a hotel at such a late hour? "Did Ms. Megan Schultz spend money on anything here tonight?" Before he left, he asked the receptionist casually. "Yes, Ms. Schul
Lilian's tactic was impeccable. Anyone could tell that Celeste was mad at Lilian. Yet, Lilian somehow managed to drag Jane into the conversation.That way, Celeste would seem like she was just trying to make a fuss over nothing. Jane's face darkened. "Cece, I admit that I was unfair when I dealt with what happened last time. If you can't let go of that matter, I'll apologize to you." When Celeste and Lilian had a conflict last time, Jane kept telling Celeste to be more forgiving. Jane realized that the way she settled the matter was wrong when Celeste didn't return home for a few days in a row after that. She felt guilty for quite some time. Seeing Celeste's strange behavior now, Jane thought that Celeste was bringing up something from the past. Jane sighed to herself. Celeste wasn't a child she raised, so of course she wouldn't be able to stand being reprimanded. "It's all my fault. I only have a few months left to live, so Grandma feels bad for me and was a little bias
Celeste pushed aside the sadness and forced a smile. "Where are we heading? Are we getting a foot massage at the red-light district?" Damon raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you like?" "I'm alright…" Their cars moved forward at the same speed. They eventually stopped at the traffic light at an intersection. "If you're into that, I'll give you a massage when we get back home. We're heading somewhere else for now," Damon teased her lovingly. Their voices weren't small when they spoke. The drivers behind them could hear their conversation. The driver behind Damon's car wondered why this couple were talking to each other while driving in separate cars side by side. He thought that he couldn't understand the world of the rich."Look at them. A man who drives a Rolls-Royce Cullinan is going to give his wife a foot massage at home. And you don't even buy a stalk of flower for me." Sitting in the passenger seat, the driver's wife complained. …Damon drove and led Celeste all t
Though Damon said that, he didn't pester Celeste to sleep with him that night. Instead, he prepared the bath water for her. When the water started to cool, he carried her out of the bathtub. He dried her with a towel and put lotion on her body. After all of that, he coaxed her to sleep by patting her back as if she were a child. Quietly and obediently, Celeste let him do everything he wanted. Soon, she fell asleep. Since she was bothered by something, she didn't have a good sleep. In the dream, she and Megan attended Winston's wedding. Lilian's face was covered by a bride's veil. She whispered, "You didn't expect this at all, did you? This is why I've been faking my illness." "Lilian, do you love him?" Megan asked. "That's not for you to know. The important thing is that he loves me and not you. The whole world loves me. Hahahaha!" Lilian cackled in a strange tone, sending shivers done Celeste's back.There was a loud crash next. Megan accidentally knocked a stack of bow
Spent the night with with Lilian? What sort of strange rumor was that? Speechless, he stared at his niece. "When did I spend the night with Lilian?" Before Celeste could speak, Winston remembered it right away. "Cece, is that what Megan told you? Did she say that she saw me at Gotham Hotel?" Celeste didn't hide it. "Yeah, that's right." To show him the evidence, she found the picture Megan sent her and showed it to him. Winston massaged his temples. "Listen to me; that's not what happened." He didn't expect Celeste and Megan to immediately come to that conclusion.Winston was thankful that he came to see Celeste early. If not, he'd be wronged for something he never did! "Cece, do I look like a man who'd sleep with just anybody?" His brows were knitted together. He was speechless at how illogical they were being, especially Megan. Why didn't she ask him if she had that misunderstanding? He only managed to find out through Celeste. If not, he wouldn't have been able to