Layson Norman stayed with Adela in the hospital room the whole time. She didn’t fall back asleep, but stared blankly at the ceiling, replaying every scene from the mall incident over and over in her mind. She vividly remembered everything, especially the moment when she felt her heart nearly stop.Seeing Adela lying there with empty eyes, Layson knew she was deeply worried about Herbie. At this moment, he felt utterly powerless. He was a man who could command storms in the business world, yet now he was completely helpless in front of Adela. Silence filled the room, leaving only the quiet sound of their breathing.Suddenly, a noise from outside broke the tense silence. A young voice called loudly from the doorway, “Mommy! Mommy!”Adela turned her head slightly and saw Ralph’s small figure appear. Her eyes, previously unfocused, regained a hint of clarity. She realized she must have scared Ralph terribly. She could faintly remember hearing his anxious cries when she collapsed that day.
Behind the glass window, the figure on the hospital bed lay motionless, surrounded by medical equipment. Each flicker and beep on the life-monitoring devices made the observers' hearts tighten anxiously.Adela, escorted by Layson Norman, repeatedly reminded herself to stay calm and not collapse again. But when she stood in front of the window looking at Herbie, her heartache was overwhelming. She covered her mouth, desperately trying to hold back tears, but they streamed down uncontrollably.Layson reached out to comfort her, but Adela resisted, unwilling to tear her eyes away from Herbie. The memory of that huge advertising board crashing down haunted her; despite being so close, she couldn’t protect her sister.“Adela, please don't do this. We'll do everything we can to make her better,” Layson murmured gently, pain evident in his weary eyes, accentuating his rugged yet handsome features.He forcibly pulled her into his embrace. Adela buried herself in his chest, clinging tightly to
At the entrance of the Starry Building, a dark red sports car was parked conspicuously. Bard leaned casually against the door, attracting plenty of attention, though he couldn't care less. His lips curled into a cocky smirk as he stared intently toward the main entrance.When Marah walked out and spotted Bard standing there, she felt a pang of surprise, quickly replaced by annoyance.Seeing the woman he'd been waiting for, Bard confidently approached Marah, holding a bouquet of bright red roses. Marah avoided eye contact but found herself unable to move away. When Bard reached her, she snapped irritably, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stop bothering me?"Ignoring her cold tone, Bard handed her the roses, his voice carefree and arrogant. "I came to take you out to dinner. Let's go."When Bard reached to grab her hand, Marah immediately pulled away in disgust. She couldn't stand the sight of him—his smug, oily face made her uncomfortable. "I'm not going."She turned to leave bu
Inside the ICU, Herbie's life-monitoring equipment suddenly sounded an alarm, making everyone outside immediately alert and stand up anxiously. Doctors and nurses quickly rushed into the room. Adela nervously clutched Layson's hand, her eyes reddening again with worry.The hospital director arrived swiftly after receiving the news. He gently patted Layson's shoulder at the doorway, reassuring him that he would do his best. The corridor outside fell into a tense silence, filled with suffocating anxiety.Unable to face the scene, Adela turned her back to the glass window, sitting on a chair with closed eyes, praying silently for good news from the doctors. Seeing his mother so distressed, Ralph hurried over and quietly grasped her hand. Without speaking, he gently comforted her by staying silently by her side.At this moment, there was nothing more they could do but wait for the doctors' results, hoping fate would spare the young child who still had her whole life ahead.After about fif
Inside the bus, Lydia looked out the window silently as it passed by her former talent agency, the bright sunlight outside unable to penetrate the gloom she felt within. The posters outside the agency had already been replaced with new faces, which Lydia found bitterly ironic.After years of struggle, no one cared about her anymore. Her efforts had meant nothing in the end. She briefly shaded her eyes from the harsh sunlight, feeling a sudden pang of envy towards Adela. No wonder people resented her—her luck was simply too good. Adela had everything Lydia had always dreamed of: people who genuinely cared for her. Lydia couldn't help but envy that.She blocked the harsh sunlight with her hand, reflecting sadly on how some dreams were only achievable in one's own mind.Adela returned to her quiet home, unused to the stale atmosphere after half-covering her nose. The house felt lifeless after being empty for so long. Herbie had woken up, and Adela was back home briefly to gather some nec
“Your daughter’s in trouble, and you’re not going to go after Adela?” Ella stared at the letter in her hands, the words glaring back at her. The photo attached was blurry, but it was enough for Ella to believe everything written in the letter. She wasn’t actually worried about her daughter—she just wanted to cause trouble for Adela.Without a second thought, Ella untied the apron around her waist and threw it onto the table. She bolted out the door, startling the boss lady, who shouted after her, “Hey! What are you doing? You haven’t finished your work! Don’t you want your pay?”Ella didn’t even bother to respond. She waddled down the street, her face lighting up with a grin she hadn’t worn in a long time. After kidnapping Herbie last time, Ella had spent nearly three months in jail. Now, working at this small diner, she was barely scraping by. This letter was her golden ticket to get back at Adela and maybe even squeeze some money out of her.Ella didn’t care who sent the letter or w
The faint sound of running water from the bathroom made Adela drowsy. Before she knew it, her eyes had closed, and she drifted off into a deep sleep on the couch. When Layson stepped out of the bathroom, he found her curled up on the sofa, her breathing steady. He frowned slightly, then walked over to her.In her sleep, Adela felt herself being lifted by someone. The familiar, comforting scent of the person made her snuggle closer, her head resting against their chest. She didn’t wake up, but her movement surprised Layson. He had expected her to stir, but instead, she nestled into him, seeking warmth. A small smile tugged at his lips. She must have been exhausted to fall asleep so quickly. His heart ached for her.Adela didn’t know how long she had slept. She dreamed of something long and beautiful, something she didn’t want to wake up from. When she finally opened her eyes, the unfamiliar surroundings confused her, but the blanket covering her felt oddly familiar. She sat up, rubbing
After dinner, Layson drove Adela back to the hospital. She had spent the entire day away from the hospital and was worried about Herbie. As soon as they entered the hospital lobby, they bumped into the director."Layson, come over here for a second," the director called out, waving him over. Layson and Adela paused, exchanging a quick glance."You go ahead. I'll check on Herbie," Adela told Layson with a gentle smile toward the director before walking away.The director approaching him directly meant something important was up. Layson walked towards him, asking, "What's the matter?"Once Layson was close enough, the director pulled out a file from his bag and handed it over. "Here's information on a specialized hospital in England. They’re experts in treating leg injuries. You might want to take the child there. How's she doing now?"He'd always quietly paid attention to Herbie's condition, especially after discovering Adela's identity. However, he wasn't the type to openly show conce
Adela’s first instinct was honestly to get rid of the baby.For one, she and Layson weren’t married yet—she was just his publicly acknowledged girlfriend. And having a child out of wedlock was still something she hadn’t fully come to terms with.She wasn’t ready to go through that kind of thing again.What she feared even more was if Layson decided to propose just because she was pregnant. They were still working through their relationship. Getting married for the baby wasn’t the future she wanted.Layson’s grip on her arm tightened. She looked up at him, her voice barely hiding a trace of sorrow. “Can you just give me a couple of days to think about it?”That one line cut through Layson like a knife.He didn’t understand. Their relationship had been solid. Why was Adela so unwilling to have a child with him? Did it mean she never intended to, even after marriage?That thought hit him like a chain around his neck, tightening with every second.He held her close but didn’t say a word.
Lily’s mind was all over the place. She stared at the man in front of her, someone who seemed almost god-like, then finally dropped her gaze and whispered, “It wasn’t her who told me to do it.”Even Barnes was shocked.“Lily, seriously? You’re telling me you came up with all that on your own? That’s wild.”He looked at her with exasperation. Honestly, he couldn’t understand what kind of dark magic Marah had over people. First Richard, now Lily—they both let themselves be used like pawns.But Lily spoke again, this time even firmer. “I did everything. It was me alone.”Layson, holding Adela in his arms, didn’t move. He just stared coldly at the woman kneeling on the floor. “Why?”Lily bit back her pain, slowly raised her head, and looked at him with a bitter, broken smile. “Because I was jealous. Why does she get to be by your side? Why won’t you even look at me? I miss you so much, it’s driven me insane. The only way I could see you... was through Adela.”The room fell into heavy sile
Cici was buzzing with excitement as she got home from work on Friday. The weekend was finally here! She fired up her computer and dove into a game, but something felt off—like she was missing something important.From the kitchen, her mom hollered, “Are you just gonna sit there playing all day? Come help out!”Cici grumbled and stepped out of her room. Her little brother darted out of his own room, hand outstretched.“Gimme your phone! Your game account's way better—I need to crush my classmates this time.”She rummaged through her bag and realized her phone was missing. Panic set in—so many accounts were linked to that phone.Ignoring her mom’s yelling, she dashed out to check the car. Still no sign of it. Desperate, she drove back to the office. The place was empty, but there it was—her phone, lying quietly on her desk.“Thank goodness,” she sighed in relief. She unlocked it with a quick Z-pattern swipe and checked for missed calls. Nothing. She pocketed the phone, turned off the li
Juliet walked over with a glass of red wine and smiled sweetly at Layson. “Mr. Norman, since you’re already here, why not stay a bit longer?”Adela glanced at Juliet, speechless. What was this woman, some kind of wine-serving hostess?Carl was staring straight at her, making her feel uncomfortable all over. Adela had no clue what was going through his mind, but she didn’t want to stir up any drama and was ready to decline whatever he had in mind.Then Mia suddenly spoke up. “Your grandma gets a bunch of jewelry every year for her birthday. You sure you wanna give her another piece?”She was asking Carl, but her eyes were locked on Adela.Adela tightened her grip on Layson’s hand. His warm, dry touch grounded her instantly.She looked up at Carl. He took a sip from his glass, lazy and casual, then tilted his head toward Mia and said, “My grandma dotes on me. Doesn’t matter what I give her, she’ll love it. Don’t you think?”Mia bit her lip, clearly caught off guard. She looked flustered
For a moment, a flicker of awkwardness flashed across Gina’s face, but she quickly returned to her usual flirtatious charm.She let go of the man’s arm with a lazy smile and said, “You're a guest, Adela. No need to be shy. I heard from Gina you two are good friends.”Adela frowned. She really couldn’t understand all the scheming behind these people’s fake smiles.Gina pulled her aside and handed her a glass of juice. “There’s still time before you have to head back to work. You came here to deliver the design draft for me, so I’m sure you’ve already told your company. Don’t worry.”The guy with the punk outfit also came over. He seemed to enjoy sticking close to Adela, and no one even batted an eye at it.He raised a cocktail glass and clinked it against her juice. “I’m Zach. Nice to meet you.”Adela figured she wouldn’t be getting out of here easily, so she just nodded politely. “Adela. Nice to meet you.”“I already know who you are,” Zach grinned as he set his drink down and rested
Gina drove like she had something to prove. A few sharp brakes later, Adela was already feeling a bit nauseous. She’d gotten used to Layson’s steady, smooth driving—anyone else behind the wheel just didn’t feel right anymore.“That girl back there—your friend?” Gina glanced over at Adela in the passenger seat, a little too casually.Adela really wished she’d focus on the road instead of looking around like that. It was dangerous.“She’s not a friend. Just someone I know,” Adela replied coolly after a beat.Gina didn’t seem to mind her tone and just kept talking.It was mostly Gina chatting the whole way, and Adela occasionally tossing in a single-word reply. But Gina’s enthusiasm didn’t waver a bit.In less than twenty minutes, they pulled up to a lavish-looking villa. Adela followed Gina in, watching her ring the bell. A housekeeper answered and led them upstairs.They stepped into a massive rooftop lounge—easily over 5,000 square feet—with everything from arcade machines to karaoke.
Thanks to the recent jewelry showcase, Adela was finally starting to make a name for herself in the American jewelry design scene.Now, when the media mentioned her, they didn’t just refer to her as Layson’s girlfriend anymore—she was officially a rising young jewelry designer.But Layson? He hadn’t been in a great mood the past couple of days.Ever since they came back from the showcase, he’d been brooding. Adela had lived with him long enough to tell when something was off, even if he didn’t say a word. His moods weren’t exactly subtle.That night, she curled up next to him on the couch, resting her head on his shoulder while they watched an old movie from over a decade ago.Because of work, they barely had time to go to the movies together, so when they could squeeze it in at home, Layson always tried to make time for it.The room was quiet except for the dialogue from the screen. Adela tilted her head, looking at him. He was obviously in a funk, but he was still sitting there with
The gown Adela had hung up last night was still in the same position. Only now, it was covered in long, jagged slashes—visible to the naked eye.She heard Evelyn calling her name from behind, but she felt like she was submerged in ice-cold water, barely able to breathe. Her hand was frozen in place before the wardrobe, body rooted to the ground like she’d been nailed there.Evelyn waited a while and, not getting a response, rushed over. When she looked up and saw the destroyed dresses, she gasped in shock.Their commotion drew others over, including the event organizer, who came to check in. The second he saw the ruined gown, his expression turned pitch-black.“Who did this?! Get them out here—now!” the man exploded. In a matter of seconds, he was cursing nonstop, not even repeating a single word.Adela was supposed to be the final showstopper of the night. Her gown getting trashed? That was a massive slap in the face to the organizers.Evelyn was the first to recover. She immediately
Adela had been busy for days—trying on gowns, learning to walk the runway, practicing expressions and stage presence. She was basically training like a pro model.Normally, Layson would just drop her off and leave, but today, he happened to run into Liam Walton at the venue. He wasn’t too busy, so he decided to tag along.“Layson, you probably don’t know this yet,” Liam said, grinning. “The gown Adela’s wearing for the runway? It’s from Evelyn’s studio.”That actually surprised Layson.Barnes, ever the well-timed assistant, added, “This show’s a big deal in the jewelry world. Evelyn’s studio collaborating on this is proof of their talent.”Liam had heard tons of compliments before, but coming from Barnes? That hit different—because everyone knew Barnes usually spoke on behalf of Layson.He grinned ear to ear, looking proud as hell, like his wife had just won an Olympic gold. Meanwhile, Layson looked completely uninterested in the bragging. Instead, he walked straight toward Adela’s dr