Mia's heart raced. Her plan had worked, but now she had to figure out how to navigate this unexpected turn of events.
The two younger people were still lost deep in their thoughts when the grandpa ushered them into the luxurious car.Before they knew it, they were already on their way to sign their marriage certificates.In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the civil affairs bureau's office. Under grandpa's watchful eye, they went through the necessary procedures, signed the marriage certificates, and had them stamped.And just like that, the two became a married couple.When they stepped outside again, the grandpa was beaming with a smile."You have made me the happiest person on earth." He patted Shawn on the shoulder before stepping into the limousine.Shawn watched his grandfather and felt warmth in his heart.It was true that the old man was indeed very pleased. He hadn't seen his grandfather this happy in a very long time, so he decided to keep quiet."Aren't you coming in?" Grandpa beckoned to the young couple, grinning from ear to ear."Grandpa, why don't you head home first? As a newly wedded couple, we need to spend some time together." Shawn faked a smile at Mia before turning back to his grandpa. "I've already contacted Lucas, he'll be here soon."Grandpa Mandez nodded approvingly. "Very good. You two, enjoy yourselves."He then flashed a smile at Mia and instructed the chauffeur to drive away.As soon as the limousine disappeared, Shawn turned and gave Mia a cold glare.Who was she, anyway?A gold digger. No doubt about it.The girl had planned everything meticulously in advance, and now that she had gotten what she wanted, she would soon lose it all."I'll have my personal assistant send you the divorce papers," the CEO, who was not a man of many words, blurted out calmly.Right at that moment, a black Maybach pulled up in front of them. A young man stepped out from the passenger's side and held open the backseat door, not after taking a quick glance at Mia.Without sparing Mia a second glance, the CEO stepped into the luxurious car. A few seconds later, it disappeared from sight.Mia was left dumbstruck. What just happened? She quickly glanced around, making sure she wasn't hallucinating.She pinched her cheek hard. Wait, what? It wasn't a hallucination?‘What kind of man leaves a girl standing alone in the middle of nowhere?’ Mia found herself gaping.If he couldn't be considerate for any other reason, at least he should be grateful to her for helping him save face in front of his grandfather, right?Scumbag.She blinked rapidly in frustration. She was stranded and didn't even have a penny on her. She had no idea how to get back to the hospital, or even where she was at the moment.Tears welled up in her eyes. Why was she so unlucky? She had just lost her boyfriend, and now she had lost her husband too, all within a few hours.Although the marriage with that man was a sham, how could he dump her immediately after they signed the marriage certificates?Why was life so unfair to her? She contemplated ending it all.After standing helplessly by the roadside for several minutes, wallowing in self-pity and disgust, Mia finally hailed a taxi and gave the driver her parents' home address.She didn't want to go back to the hospital, and she didn't want to return to the dormitory either. Her father's house was the only place she could hide her face right now.But they might already be on their way to the hospital—her father and his wife...Anyway, she would call them from the landline when she arrived home.With that in mind, Mia hailed a taxi.Contrary to her expectations, when Mia arrived at her father's mansion, she found her parents at home. They were sitting in the living room, relaxed and engrossed in a comedy show on TV, laughing hysterically.The two older people didn't notice when Mia walked in, or perhaps they chose to ignore her presence.She stood there for several seconds, expecting them to acknowledge what had happened to her. Wasn't the school authorities supposed to contact them? She was dumbfounded.In an attempt to get some answers, Mia spoke up, "Dad, Mum, I'm here."Several seconds passed with no response. Instead, the couple burst into another round of laughter.She opened her mouth to speak again, "Dad—" but was interrupted by her father's agitated voice."Can't you see we're busy? Are you blind?" Her father growled in annoyance."Should we drop everything just because you're back?" He asked irritably. “Should we go pluck fruits from the tree outside?”The man despised interruptions and disturbances.Once again, Mia was left dumbstruck, just as she had been, countless times in the past twelve hours.So he knew she had come in, but he chose to completely ignore her and act as if she were an invisible ghost.Was this man really her father? Definitely not the one who had raised her."Darling, take it easy. Don't be harsh on Mia," Barbara, Mia's stepmother, softly cautioned her husband.She turned and looked in Mia's direction.Mia’s stomach churned. That seductive face... The witch had undoubtedly lured her father into her bed with that face. Mia clenched her fists."Mia, welcome home," Barbara sweetly smiled at her.The girl felt like she might spit blood. The damn witch was at it again, pretending to care and show affection for her in front of her father. She had been doing it for years, and she was still doing it. Would she ever stop?Barbara's expression suddenly changed to one of concern. "Mia, why are you home? Isn't your sister still at school?"Although her words sounded concerned, Mia knew they held a hidden meaning.The witch simply meant, 'Why aren't you as serious with your studies as your sister?'Barbara's expression suddenly shifted to one of concern. "Mia, why are you home? Isn't your sister still in school?"Although her words appeared to show genuine concern for her stepdaughter, Mia sensed an underlying message.The witch was insinuating, "Why aren't you taking your studies seriously like your sister?"Barbara was deliberately stirring up trouble in front of her father. Again.But Mia was accustomed to this behavior. Barbara always did this."Yes, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Mia's father bellowed.Yet, Mia couldn't help but be shocked each time her father sided with Barbara, falling into the witch's trap repeatedly. Why? He had never taken her side, not even once."Have you suddenly lost your ability to speak?" Mia's silence started to irritate him."Dad," she looked directly into his eyes, hoping to find a glimmer of affection. "Were you not informed that I fell ill?"Her father's brows furrowed. "Ill?"He glanced at his wife."Yeah, the school
Barbara spoke up, "Although you give Mia and Vivian the same amount of money for their upkeep, Mia might have other expenses that the money isn't sufficient for."This statement infuriated Mr. Thompson even more. He swiftly turned towards the cab driver and commanded, "If she fails to provide your money, take her to the police station. Better yet, do whatever you want with her."Angrily, he turned around and marched into the house.Mia's heart shattered as she watched her father's retreating figure, while Barbara's eyes gleamed with triumph as she snickered victoriously.Mia shifted her gaze from the door and fixed her eyes on the woman who claimed to be her mother.Her stepmother clicked her tongue and sneered, "You are a disgrace to this family." With that, she turned and walked inside the house.Tears, which Mia had been holding back, finally streamed down her face. Why was the world so cruel to her?"Ahem." The cab driver cleared his throat, a smug grin stretching across his face.
Mia's mother had found her when she was homeless and starving, living in the slums. With nowhere to go and no one to turn to, Mia's mother took her in.If she didn't treat that woman's daughter well, wouldn't that be considered ungrateful? Wouldn't the deceased be disappointed?After ensuring that Mia was completely out of sight, Madam Grace shook her head and returned to the mansion.—Mia flagged down a taxi by the roadside and returned to the school's dormitory. She had missed the day's classes and needed to copy some notes.She actually wished she didn't have to go back to the dorm, to her room—the room she shared with Martha, her supposed best friend—but what other choice did she have?Like Madam Grace had rightly said, her mother wouldn't be happy to see her in such a state. Mia needed to forget about the past, focus on the present, and move on. Right?As soon as the taxi pulled up in front of the dormitory's imposing iron gates, Mia paid the driver and began walking slowly insid
Martha couldn't just snatch Max from Mia and dump her, just like that. The kids at school would paint her as a bad person. The entire universe would curse her for stealing her best friend's boyfriend. She would be tagged as a "boyfriend snatcher." Her public persona would be ruined, and her whole life would be over.But Martha didn't want that to happen. Never ever. Therefore, she still needed to keep Mia by her side."Thank you, Mia," Martha said, smiling sweetly. However, her smile quickly faded, and she started sobbing wearily.Concerned, Mia asked, "What's wrong?""Mia, will you forgive Max too? Please? It wasn't his fault either. It just happened that way, I swear," Martha pleaded.Mia's face fell. Max, her boyfriend—the only guy she had ever loved in her entire life. How could she stay mad at him? He was a victim too. Like Martha said, things just turned out that way."I forgive Max as well. None of this was your fault, or his.” Mia said softly.Martha flashed a grateful smile, b
The car's exhaust filling up Lucas' nostrils, after the CEO had zoomed off, was what replied the young man. He coughed loudly, waving off the exhaust as he headed back into the corporation. He still had a few things to do before he would call it a day. He chuckled as thughts of his icy cold boss overwhelmed his mind. He was a hundred percent sure that the lady his boss had sent him to go deliver the divorce papers to, had something to do with the man being in a bad mood throughout today.Lucas wondered how the two even got married in the first place... It mush have been that lady's fault. He knew his boss had no romantic relationship going on with any lady... In fact, the man despised women... He's even tagged 'gay lord'. So, how come?He was extremely surprised when his boss had called him in the morning to come pick him up in front of the Bureau's office. But then, thinking about that lady's physical appearance... Earlier on, when he went to hand over the divorce papers... she didn'
Ever since that accident... "Grandpa had a panic attack." The doctor broke the silence and his voice brought Shawn out of his reverie. Panic attack? The young man couldn't help but scoff. His grandfather had a panic attack because that issue? Because he told him he divorced that girl? Just how immensely was the old champ obsessed with him getting married that he'd actually suffered from a panic attack? Doctor Alfred eyed the dangerous man seated in front of him mindfully before speaking. "Mr. Shawn, there's something I think you deserve to know..." His voice trailed off. Shawn stared directly at the man's face as a go ahead. "I'll like for you to digest what I'm about to say well." The doctor chose his words carefully. He couldn't afford to say anything that would offend this formidable man in front of him, or he might spend the rest of his life in jail. He swallowed hesitantly before opening his mouth, "Grandfather is critically ill." He paused to observe the facial
However, now, for his dying grandfather, he'd have to do it. Get married. The search for a wife officially began. Shawn began to make a mental list of all the girls he could choose a bride from. There was none. Absolutely none. He found that all of them were either after his fame, money, or the position of the madam of Beats Corporations. Rubbish. The CEO scoffed exasperatedly. Whether he likes it or not, he has to choose one out of all of those despicable people... He had no choice. And this angered him greatly. Who would he choose to marry?... Right at this moment, something flashed through his eyes. In reality, he was, in fact, already married. That girl... That tiny little girl... The girl from this morning... The CEO pursed his lips. Could she have signed the divorce papers already? But wait. Is he making the right decision by choosing her? Her attitude this morning was... She was just too forward... Look at the way she had jumped at him... Well, she'd made her i
They all expected Mia to have started crying buckets of tears by now, instead, it was the other way round. In actual fact, Mia was exhausted. She'd cried herself to sleep after returning from the hospital last night. There were no more tears in her eyes. She'd poured everything out yesterday. She feels so empty right now.The students clicked their tongues disdainfully at her. At exactly this time, the bell rang, marking the beginning of classes for the day.On after the other, they all rushed to their various classes, leaving behind crying Martha and dry-faced Mia. "Mm-ia, who could have done th-this?" Martha's lips quivered and her body trembled as she wailed uncontrollably. Mia's heart broke at the sight of this and she quickly wrapped her arms around her best friend. "It's okay, stop crying." "No. This is so unfair to you. I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry. How I wish I knew the person that did this...""It's okay. Stop crying--it's not your fault." Mia patted her gently.She smil
Jennifer Mandez smiled, observing the girl's downcast expression as she joined her side. She gently took off her gloves and cradled Mia's cheeks in her palms."Be free with me, Mia. I'm your mother as well. I held that title before I resumed being Shawn's mother," she chuckled.She paused briefly before continuing, "I want you to forgive me for hurting you. I apologize sincerely. Now, I know better. You're a rare gem, and I wouldn't want Sunshine to be with anyone but you."Mia's eyes widened, "Does that mean we have your blessing to proceed…?"She nodded, grinning."Thank you, Mom!" The girl squeaked happily, and they embraced in a tight, warm hug.“Now, we have to start preparing for the wedding. The date’s just around the corner.”She nodded and they both returned back inside.Soon, the wedding day arrived. Despite the commonality of extravagant weddings among the wealthy, Shawn and Mia's celebration stood out for its simplicity. Only a select few family and friends were invited, a
Shawn's lips tightened. "I believe you," he paused, "however, it's not you that I was referring to; it's the person behind you."‘Huh?’ Amanda's tears ceased instantly, and she swiftly turned to look behind her, as did everyone else.Anderson.Confusion swept through the room."You sending provoking pictures to Yvonne, making her rush back to the country... I was initially going to let you be. However, things changed after discovering you were the one who instigated the accident three years ago. And then you completely crossed the line by sending me those absurd threat messages," Shawn's icy voice confronted Anderson.Anderson stood, clearly taken aback. He hadn't anticipated Shawn's discovery to be so soon. He usually covered his tracks meticulously…“Why? After all these years working for Grandfather, why engage in such actions?” Shawn's brows furrowed deeply.Anderson chuckled. There was nothing to hide anymore, so why not come out clean? “Exactly. I've toiled for the old geezer fo
Upon arriving home, Shawn tenderly lifted his wife and placed her in their bedroom; she had fallen asleep during the ride. Delicately, he undressed her and tucked her into bed, taking a moment to remove her makeup with beauty wipes.As he disposed of the used wipes, Mia's phone started ringing on the nightstand. Without hesitation, he picked it up and noticed that the caller ID was unknown. He answered the call and brought the phone to his ear."Mia, I apologize. It's all my fault. Please, let's reconcile and go back to how we used to be."Upon hearing those words from the caller, Shawn's brows furrowed in irritation. Without uttering a word, he promptly ended the call. 'Dimwit.' As he placed the phone back on the stand, his thumb inadvertently pressed the photos app and opened it.He perched on the edge of the bed, smiling as he scrolled through the pictures on the girl’s phone. Soon, he stumbled upon an unexpected image—none other than a picture of himself, Shawn Mandez. In it, he
Veronica observed, sipping her cocktail, "Ah, so you two are acquainted." She taunted Martha, "Give this cocktail a try; after all, you seem to enjoy coveting what doesn't belong to you."Martha, a hint of fear in her voice, responded quickly, "Um, I don't know him."Veronica clicked her tongue in irritation, shaking her head at Martha's facade. How could she have been so blind to see the girl’s true color all these while?Everyone eyed the person who had just stepped in with confused expressions on their faces. The boy seemed to be around their age, however, he wasn’t familiar at all. He didn't bear the hallmarks of someone from their high school."Who's he?""No idea.""Recognize him?""Not at all."Veronica smiled, reassuring them, "Relax, everyone. You're about to meet him now."Martha's heart raced, fear escalating within her.Veronica turned to the newcomer, asking, "Tell us who you are and what brings you here."The guy's eyes shifted, locking onto Martha. "I'm Jason, Martha's
"Vicky Lewis!" Gasps echoed through the room as all eyes fixated on the newcomer.Mia was also taken aback to see her. She hadn't crossed paths with Vicky since she was expelled from high school, making tonight's encounter unexpected. Instinctively, an uneasy feeling settled within her.Was she here to bully her?However, Mia wasn't alone in her discomfort. Another individual seemed to be grappling with an even stronger sense of unease in response to Vicky's presence.'Why is she here? How did she manage to appear?' Martha gnawed on her lip, nearly drawing blood.After the girl's family faced bankruptcy and her father was incarcerated, Martha believed it spelled the end for Vicky Lewis.Despite Vicky’s persistent calls and attempts to connect, she remained indifferent, never acknowledging her.Long ago, she'd blocked her contact when her incessant calls became irritating. She wasn't responsible for her father's corruption or having a baby mama. She hadn't urged her to bully Mia to the
Upon entering the venue, a chorus of admiration erupted as Martha made her presence known.“You're as dazzling as ever, Martha.”“Your skin is positively radiant.”“Share your beauty secrets with us.”In a chic caramel knee-length dress beautified with subtle floral patterns, paired with classic silver heels, she exuded elegance. A silver necklace firmly adorned on her neck added a touch of poise, creating a simple yet tasteful look for the one-month school reunion.Martha waved her hand dismissively, cheeks turning a rosy hue as she blushed at the compliments pouring in. “Oh, come on, you guys. Enough about me. You all look fantastic yourselves,” she chuckled, taking her seat."Ah, I know. Max is treating her well.""Trueeee!" The collective cooing echoed.Martha simply giggled. "He'll be joining us shortly also.""Thank goodness that Mia girl didn't succeed back then," remarked one of Martha's ex-classmates, and the rest nodded in agreement.Martha's expression dropped upon hearing
"I'll leave now, and never cross your path again."Shawn stood in silence, observing the girl. Without warning, he marched towards the mini lounge, retrieving a lighter from the center table.Returning to Mia, he set ablaze the documents held in his grasp before one could comprehend what was about to happen.Mia let out an immediate shriek, her eyes widening in sheer horror. "What are you—?""You are mistaken. We're eternally linked—bound forever," Shawn calmly muttered as ashes drifted to the floor.Mia blinked rapidly at him."With that resolved, let's head downstairs for dinner. It’s late," he said, changing from his robe into more casual attire.Mia remained rooted in place, her heart burdened and fatigued. "But I don't belong here... your betro—""That's not your concern, Little One. We're married. Legally married. Are you willing to discard that for a meaningless contract?"She frowned at his words.Shawn's mouth twitched as he took her hand, guiding her downstairs to the dining
Three years prior,As an intern, Charlotte found herself working late into the night on this particular day. Upon completing her tasks at B.Y TV building, she headed out. As she walked down the road, a young man approached her."Miss, Master Davis would like to see you. Please, come with me."Upon hearing this, Charlotte felt a mix of surprise and anticipation.The Davis family had consistently opposed her relationship with Damien, and the reasons remained a mystery to her. Perhaps, they were here to reconcile with her. That was her initial assumption.She promptly followed the man to the car, her heart beating rapidly in her chest as she got in."Uncle, Aunt," she bowed politely.Master Davis and his wife cast disdainful glances at the girl.“The reason we summoned you today is straightforward,” Madam Davis spoke. “Sever ties with our son. We don't want you for him.”Upon hearing the woman's heart-wrenching words, a wave of sadness engulfed Charlotte. "Wh-why? Did I do something wron
Stella and her younger siblings were bewildered to see Madam Mandez. She was meant to be deceased—three years prior, they attended her burial ceremony. How was it possible for her to stand before them now?Their astonishment outweighed any excitement, rendering them unable to leap towards her in joy at the unexpected reunion after several years. Was she a ghost?"Master Davis, Madam Davis," Jennifer greeted with a subtle smile, gesturing for the visitors to take their seats.Madam Davis closed the gap between them, taking Jennifer's hands in hers and patting them comfortingly. "It must have been challenging for you these past few years. Are you alright?"She and her husband had learnt that the woman didn’t die in the accident and had been in a coma all these while, only waking up recently…Jennifer Mandez nodded, "I'm fine, thank you, Natasha. Please, take your seat."Madam Davis nodded and then took her seat beside her husband.“It’s good to see you're doing well. However, we've come