Mia's face changed instantly. " You... you know I like Jensen, why would you...""Heh, if you like Jensen, shouldn't you be willing to do anything for him? If you can't even do this, how can you claim to love him?""I won't do it! Doing this would be betraying Jensen. I would risk my life for him, but I can't do this."Adrien stared at her flushed face and gently chuckled, his words loaded with meaning. "Aren't you feeling all hot and bothered yet?"Mia frowned. Her body was indeed getting hotter and more agitated. 'Why would Adrien ask this? Could it be the drink...?'As the thought crossed her mind, her heart sank. Seeing Adrien's cold expression and the man's playful smile, Mia turned and ran. But before she could take more than a few steps, she was dragged back. Weakened by the drink, her desperate struggles were futile. As the man pressed her down, playing with her like a toy, she closed her eyes in despair. She thought she could never face Jensen again. With a bitter laugh,
"Let's forget everything that just happened,' Mia said.Jensen looked up at her. In the moonlight, his eyes were deep and complex, profound and unfathomable.Mia tried to muster a smile. "You don't have to feel burdened. In a way, I forced you. And you must have always disliked me. Actually, I didn't come to you for money; I just wanted to see you. Now that I have, I should go. Jensen, from now on... take care."With that, she walked away, fearing that if she lingered any longer, she would not be able to leave. But after only a few steps, she was embraced from behind.Jensen's voice was low and hoarse. "Stay with me."Mia trembled at his words. Jensen continued. "But I still have so many things to do and someone in my heart I can't let go of. I don't know... when I will be able to give you a satisfactory answer. If you don't want to stay with me without any promises or guarantees, you can—""I'm willing," Mia blurted out, "as long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything
Mentioning Hayes, Eylul's expression became complex. "Hayes is reclusive and doesn't like to see people. Only a single old servant has been taking care of him all these years. I only met him once, back when I married Kohen."Mia's heart ached, recalling the enigmatic yet deeply emotional man. She could not help but feel a lump in her throat. "How's his health?" Mia asked.Eylul replied, "His health is fine, but his legs have remained the same. Kohen has found top orthopedic experts for him and even sought out Kelvin Hoover from Calthon, but he refuses treatment. For so many years, he hasn't even stepped outside the backyard.""You mean he's been living in the backyard all this time?" Jensen asked gravely.Eylul nodded. "Yes, Kohen wanted him to live in the main house, but he refused. He only likes staying in the backyard. Moreover, the room he stays in used to be..." Eylul glanced at Mia. She had heard that Mia used to live in that room.With a complicated expression, Mia pursed h
In the backyard, Kohen looked at his older brother's calm expression, a hint of worry in his voice. "Bro, are you alright?""I'm fine," Hayes said, adjusting the blanket on his lap. "Tomorrow, take me to meet those medical geniuses you found.""Oh, sure..." Kohen nodded in agreement, but after a moment, he could not help but ask, "Bro, what did that woman say to you that made you change your mind so suddenly?"Hayes gazed at the stars in the sky, his voice cool and distant. "She told me she's doing well, very happy. Then she pointed out how pitiful and miserable I am right now. She asked me if I don't feel envious, knowing how well she is doing compared to me."Kohen grimaced, realizing that the woman had provoked his brother into action.Hayes lowered his eyes, a faint smile on his face. "That's right. How could I not be envious? So, I want to heal my legs, live a good life, and show her that I can do better than her."Kohen felt a pang of sympathy for his brother. From Hayes's
In a small town in the South, a gentle breeze caressed the cheeks of passersby, creating a pleasant and serene atmosphere. This town, known for its tourism, was adorned with flowers even in its narrow alleys. The surrounding houses were all quaint inns, exuding a poetic and picturesque charm.Beneath an arching bridge, Kisa set up an easel to display and sell her paintings. She had always loved painting since childhood. Although she had not achieved great success in this field, her vivid and evocative paintings were very popular with tourists. She would sell most of her paintings every day.On weekends, Blake would join her at the stall, but today was Wednesday, and she was alone. After arranging her paintings, she had barely sat down when people began to gather around. Some admired her art, while others immediately offered to buy. Her paintings were reasonably priced, which attracted many customers."Miss, I'd like that painting of the snow-covered rose garden at night.""Alright,
Kisa Becker was in a women's prison. She held her bulging belly and slowly crawled toward the door. She had been locked in for three days, and because of one man's order, she had eaten nothing until now.The floor near the doorway was strewn with breadcrumbs. Kisa stretched out her painful hand. She picked up the dirty and cold hard breadcrumbs and put them into her mouth.Suddenly, the door opened. A voice said, "You have a visitor."Before Kisa could rejoice, she was roughly dragged out of the cell, cleaned up, and pushed into a visiting room. Through the bars, she finally saw the man she had loved for ten years.Kisa held back her tears. "How is Grandma?""How could you still have the nerve to ask?" Gilbert Kooper grabbed her by the neck. There was a ruthless look on his face as if he was going to kill her. "Thanks to you, Grandma will never wake up again."I can forgive the fact that you climbed into my bed on purpose and abducted Sara, but you shouldn't have harmed Grandma."
It was still the same cold, unforgiving voice that Kisa would remember to the day she died. She trembled, filled with grief and fear, telling herself she must not let him recognize her.She crouched on the floor and swept her eyes around. Her gaze finally fixated on the hotel's back exit. A second later, she sprang to her feet and ran as fast as she could for the exit."Get her!" a stern voice shouted.Kisa's knees went weak as she was scared. She hurriedly overturned the signages and banners to slow down the security guys coming after her. Running out the back exit, Kisa still did not dare let up but ran toward the side aisle. The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind her, but she did not dare look back. She just ran for her life as if a terrifying demon was chasing her.Gilbert went out of the hotel and searched around in a panic but never saw Kisa.Meanwhile, Sharon and Davian Park, Gilbert's assistant, also rushed out after Kisa. Sharon asked Gilbert anxiously, "Gilbert,
"Aaaaah!"Startled, Kisa tossed her phone and shivered in the corner. Her eyes stared in horror at the phone on the floor as if a monster was inside.'It's Gilbert's voice. How could this be? How come Gilbert called me on Ariella's cell phone? Has he found out so quickly that I'm working for Ariella? If this is the case, he will soon find this place and send me to prison again. I don't want to go back to that goddamn place where I can't see the light of day. I don't want to suffer those inhuman tortures again.'Kisa shuddered in fear at the thought of the inhumane tortures in prison and that tragic fire. She told herself she must escape, not be caught by Gilbert. She scrambled to get up, haphazardly packed some clothes, and hurried out the door.Inside the hotel lounge, the atmosphere became strange and somewhat depressing because of Gilbert's appearance. However, it was also a little exciting to those little-known supporting actors and actresses eager to ingratiate themselves with