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The sound of birds chattering woke Kourtney up from her deep slumber. It was a bright new day, and the sun was already starting to set, casting a warm glow through her bedroom window. She yawned from sleepiness and then looked at the time on her large wall clock. âWhat?? 9 am already?â Kourtney shrieked, jumping up from the bed in haste Her heart raced as she realized she had overslept on one of the most crucial days of her life. âHow could I wake up so late like this?â she muttered to herself, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over her. Her stomach was growling due to hunger, and she knew she wouldn't have enough time to engage in her beloved morning care routines and yoga sessions. A pity! Because it had always helped her start the day on a more positive note. It was a Saturday, which meant the entire family would gather to have a luncheon and brunch party that afternoon. Everyone was meant to attend as a family tradition, put in place by Grandma Florence. But first, she nee
Brandon was the first to react, his facial expression changing from shock to admiration, then to lust, and finally to indifference and spite.Kourtney couldn't help but notice the lustful look in his eyes as he took in her stunning appearance. It was a look she had seen before, back when they were together, and it made her feel a strange mix of emotions.Kathlyn, ever sharp and sensitive, had also noticed the change in Brandon's expression. She had always suspected that he still had lingering feelings of attraction to Kourtney despite successfully stealing him away from her.A bitter sneer formed on her lips as she stared at her so-called sister, who looked absolutely astonishing.Kathlyn had dressed in a well-made cream-colored gown, but compared to Kourtney's outfit and appearance, she felt like a pauper.Kourtney looked too gorgeous and sophisticated in that white dress, stealing the spotlight from her, who was supposed to be the center of attention as the bride-to-be.Today was su
Kourtney couldn't believe her ears. She stood there in horror, torn between laughter and tears. How could her own family treat her so cruelly? Calling her a nuisance as if she meant nothing and didnât deserve to sit like the rest of them at the table.It hurt her deeply!Even her own mother and father remained silent, seemingly indifferent to the whole situation. Their lack of support and concern only added to Kourtney's pain.She looked around the table, hoping to find support from at least anyone else, but they all remained silent, their expressions indifferent, and they all looked at her like she was the most horrible person on earth!As Kourtney was led away to her room, she caught a glimpse of Kathlynâs evil smirk. It was clear that her sister took pleasure so much pleasure and delight in her suffering.She was indeed locked inside her bedroom by the head servant as per Grandmaâs instruction, making her feel a mix of anger and sadness.So badly, she wanted her husband to come tak
âWHERE IS MY WIFE?â Sebastianâs cold voice thundered through the room, his chilling presence sending shivers down their spine. He was almost furious at this point. But as he glared around the room, searching for any sign of Kourtney, no one dared to meet his gaze or answer his question. It was as if they were all hiding something, afraid of his wrath. Every one of them seemed to be in a daze. No one was saying anything concerning the whereabouts of his precious wife.His eyes scanned the crowd with a sense of growing unease. Despite the Melbourne weather forecasters predicting very delicate weather and advising all flights be canceled, Sebastian had just risked his life and that of his subordinates using his private jet to get here.Even after several pleas and warnings from his flight team, he had insisted on proceeding with the trip from Sydney, where he had done his Forbes interview. He did not want to disappoint Kourtney, especially when she had taken the initiative to call him
The room remained silent in total suspense as Kourtney and Sebastian locked eyes. It was as if time stood still, and the rest of the world faded into the background. The entire room watched the both of them keenly, eyes fixed on the couple like an audience watching a captivating play or soap opera.Kourtney took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She was standing here, face to face with the strange man she had married just about a week ago, yet it feltâŠ. so undeniably RIGHT!Sebastian's lips curled into a small smile as he took three steps forward, closing the distance between them. "Kourtney," his cold voice was filled with affection. His sharp and icy tone from earlier suddenly replaced by a cool and soothing tone.A wave of emotions washed over Kourtney as she looked into his eyes. She felt a connection, a spark that she couldn't explain. It was as if they had known each other for a lifetime, even though they had barely scratched the surface.Somehow, she felt the ne
Sebastian glanced down at Kourtney, his expression softening slightly and his anger slowly subsiding. Her gentle touch to his back just now made him feel some kind of electricity, and he felt a sweet tug in his heartstrings.He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear."I understand how you feel, my dear. But these people need to learn their lesson. They can't treat you like this."Kourtney nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you for standing up for me. I don't want to be here anymore. So can we just⊠go?"Sebastian turned back to the crowd, his gaze sweeping over them with disdain and disappointment. As usual, he saw himself as the biggest personality among them, and everyone else was just beneath him."You heard my wife. We're leaving. But before we go, I have one more thing to address.""I want to greet my father-in-law," Sebastian declared, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let him step forward and face me!"Everyone shifted uncomfortably on their
After stepping outside the Allen mansion, Sebastian led Kourtney by the hand to his Rolls Royce, a sleek and luxurious car that perfectly matched his billionaire status. He slid into the driver's seat after making sure she was well and settled in the front passenger's seat. Kourtney was surprised to see him take the wheel today and not his usual chauffeurs.She flushed even more and couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as she realized that Sebastian was personally driving her for the first time - to his HOME. It was an intimate gesture that made her heart flutter.As they drove through the city streets, she noticed him stealing glances at her every now and then.Funny enough, the man still couldnât stop gaping at her even while driving. She felt a mix of flattery and annoyance. âCan you stop?â Kourtney blushed and then looked out the window, trying to hide her embarrassment.âStop what?â Sebastian asked innocently, though a mischievous glint danced in his eyes.âStop looking
After finishing their meal, Kourtney excused herself and suggested taking a stroll around the villa to explore her new surroundings. Some of the female servants, sensing her curiosity, offered to show her around and answer any questions she might have.Sebastian, however, was not having it.He trailed behind them like a lost puppy, unable to take his eyes off her.âYou don't have to follow us everywhere, you know. Why donât you go have a rest? Youâve just eaten,â Kourtney said, playing the dutiful wife.She glanced back at him with a teasing smile as he hovered around her like a bee on a flower.Sebastian chuckled, his eyes filled with adoration. "I can't help it. I want to be near you, just to make sure youâre safe!âKourtney rolled her eyes playfully. The man was starting to be clingy. "I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, you know. Besides, I think the servants are more than capable of showing me around."Sebastian refused to budge, his eyes fixed on her with an unnervin
Kourtney glanced around the room, eyeing the other women. They were all looking at her with suspicion as if she were a suspect in a crime she didnât commit. Indeed, she was the target.âOh wow! This has never happened in our history before.â âWho could be the thief?ââWe've never encountered such cases at any of our gatherings in the past!âKourtney sneered on hearing their annoying remarks.It was painfully obvious they were trying to make it look like the thief was someone new in their circle. It all seemed like a slow-motion scene from a bad movie that made her bored, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust.Did they really think they could frame her like this?She didnât need a prophet to know she had been set up. The irritation bubbled within her. These women were more petty than she had ever imagined.âThat's true! Why donât we start by checking the purse of our beloved new young mistress?âBefore Kourtney could say, Jack, Sheila had moved swiftly, snatching her purs
The next day came quicker than expected for Kourtney. It was Saturday afternoon, and the Woods ladies always hosted a tea party. It was like a compulsory family-friendly tradition, they said.âWho still holds tea parties in the 21st century?â she muttered to herself, shaking her head in disbelief.The Woods family, apparently.Over here, everything felt ceremonious with a touch of rigid formality.Just the thought of it made her want to laugh and cry, at the same time.The ladies were dressed in elegant gowns, their hats adorned with flowers while holding dainty china teacups and sitting beneath a grand oak tree at the center of the Woods estate garden. Kourtney felt like she had stepped into a time capsule that took her to the past.Oh lord!Itâs giving the 19th century.It was the Victorian era once again!What would they have next?A masquerade ball?She chuckled lightly as she placed her own flowery hat on her head, feeling as though she was part of some kind of regency novel.Li
âWe can leave now if you want,â Sebastian said as he took her reddened hand, massaging it softly.She didn't have to put up with this nonsense.Kourtney looked up at him, her heart swelling with gratitude.âNo, I donât want to. I can handle them,â she replied, determination flooding her veins.You can call her so many things. But a âquitterâ isn't one of them.âVery well then. They will either accept you or face my wrath. I assure you this,â Sebastian spoke with ruthless precision as he pulled her closer.As a child, he had watched helplessly as his late mother was bullied continuously by members of the Woods family.Because of her poor background, they had never liked her.Back then, he couldn't do anything about it except clench his fists in frustration. However, one day, he vowed never to feel powerless like that ever againâa promise that fueled his fierce determination to succeed and made him become the man he is today.And now, he couldn't help his protectiveness over Kourtney a
That fear!It was that fear that somehow protected her like a shield, making them comply with whatever Sebastian commanded, even if it meant accepting her as his wife.They hated her presence here but could do little to nothing about it.Great!Just great!As they moved deeper into the grand living room, ornate chandeliers hung from the ceilings, casting a warm glow that seemed almost mocking in contrast to the chilly reception she was currently receiving.Apart from Grandpa Woods, other family members began to step forward to greet her. But their attempts felt empty and void, mere formalities arranged with forced smiles, making her feel small and insignificant.âWelcome to the family, Young Lady,â a middle-aged woman with perfectly styled blonde hair said. âWeâve heard so much about you.â The words dripped with sarcasm, and Kourtney could see the flicker of contempt behind her bright blue eyes.Oh!They knew!It was clear they already knew her entire history.Her identity and recent
The drive to the Woodsâs ancestral villa was filled with an electric tension that made Kourtney feel alive yet utterly terrified. She perched on the plush leather passenger seat of Sebastianâs Bentley while he drove, gliding through the streets with great skill and charisma.Her heart was thumping loudly in her chest, and she placed a hand on it as if to calm her raging storm of emotions.Sebastian, effortlessly handsome behind the wheel, glanced over at her with an eyebrow raised. âCan you stop being so nervous?â He asked, a hint of irritation seeping into his voice while his dark eyes narrowed slightly. He saw no reason for her to feel that way. She was making him feel like they were heading to a live-or-die boxing match instead of just his family villa.The woman simply had nothing to worry about. If only she knew....... Meanwhile, Kourtney rolled her eyes at him, a small gesture of defiance, but she said nothing.He still didnât understand. He still didnât get it.And she gue
After a moment of silence, when she didnât hear any response, she shrugged it off as if nothing had happened.Edwin Woods's heart was hammering in his chest.That was a close call!He peeped, watching her from the small hole by the door.He realized she was still wrapped in that delicate white towel, her hair cascading down her back in damp waves. His mind raced, imagining how soft her skin would be if he could touch her. But he had to stay hidden.He observed every little movement, from the way she brushed her damp hair back to the way her towel hugged her curves. She was so beautiful, so enchanting, and he couldnât tear his eyes away from her.He felt like a thief, stealing moments of her life, but in his mind, he was merely a guardian waiting for the right time to make his presence known.He watched as she rummaged through her closet, pulling out clothes.She resumed her whistling, a carefree tune that made him smile. The way she moved, so blissfully unaware of his presence, sent a
Sebastian stepped out of the car, holding the door open for her. âCome on, letâs go inside,â he urged gently as he extended a hand to her.Kourtney hesitated for a second but then took his hand, feeling the warmth of his grip. As she stepped out of the limousine, she was greeted by the bright lights of the boutique and the luxurious aura that surrounded it. Inside was a treasure trove of elegance. Silks, satins, and shimmering fabrics adorned the racks, each piece gorgeous and unique. She felt a flicker of excitement as she walked through the aisles while Sebastian watched her, admiration filling his eyes.She looked like a delicate flower in a garden of riches, and he wanted to shower her with the best of the best.âPick whatever you like,â he ordered.Her heart fluttered at his words. âReally? You donât mind?â âNot at all,â Sebastian rasped.The way her emerald eyes lit upâit was mesmerizing. Just like that, they spent the next few hours shopping.The shop attendants treated Kour
The men walked straight to her, ignoring Liam completely. âMrs. Woods, Mr. Woods wants you to come join him in his car right away,â one of them said.Kourtneyâs heart dropped. âHeâheâs here?â she stammered, glancing nervously out the window. Sure enough, her husbandâs white limousine was parked outside, surrounded by a crowd of curious onlookers. It felt like a scene straight out of a movie!âOh no! What now?â she winced inwardly.How did he even find out she was here?Would he accuse her of being promiscuous again?Surely, he might confuse this little luncheon with Liam for a romantic date. Right?The man was quick to jump to conclusions, and she feared facing the wrath of his anger again.What would he do to her this time? Drive her to Coolaroo again?Kourtney shivered with that thought in mind. Her heart started racing with fear and confusion.She stood up, her hands trembling as she shot Liam an apologetic look. âI... I have to go.ââGo? Go where?â Liam demanded, his expression
However, Sebastian sat behind his mahogany desk, barely acknowledging her presence. Instead, he was buried in a stack of papers on his desk, his dark brows furrowed in concentration.Rachael felt a pang of disappointment as he didnât even glance up to greet her.She could feel the embarrassing mix of frustration and sadness swelling in her chest.As usual, he was acting as if she were just another piece of furniture in the room.What would it take for this man to notice her?She swallowed hard, the presence of his two hulking bodyguards hovering in the corner of the room making her feel even more small and vulnerable. She knew they were there to prevent her from getting too close, a reminder of the boundaries he had drawn after their last encounter in his office space.He had made it clear that he didnât want anything personal between them, and that hurt more than she cared to admit.But why is she still...here?âBastian,â she started, her voice smooth and confident as she prepared to