Liesel didn't look at Elijah. She shut her eyes as her voice was barely more than a whisper. "Elijah, do you really want to be with me? Are you sure you won't regret this someday?"You know this child is Jacob's. He'll grow up looking more and more like him. Won't his face remind you of those awful three years I spent with Jacob? Elijah…" She paused. "Maybe you should think this through again." Elijah was quiet. Liesel didn't open her eyes either. The silence in the car was suffocating.Suddenly, she felt a soft touch on her head. Soon, he wrapped her in a careful embrace. He sighed and murmured close to her ear, "Lili, open your eyes and look at me." Liesel's lashes fluttered. Slowly, she opened her eyes and met his gaze."Lili, can I take what you've just said to mean that you care about me? Because if you didn't, you wouldn't think so hard about this, would you?" His lips brushed her ear. "I'm glad you told me these things. But why can't you trust me a little more? I
"Lili, we can't be apart." Elijah's voice was filled with sincerity. "Let's go."Noticing how unsteady Liesel was on her feet, he scooped her into his arms. Liesel instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head against his shoulder. "Elijah, I'm just going to assume you've thought this through." Elijah's steps faltered, and he chuckled softly. "I made up my mind a long time ago." When they reached the apartment, Elijah stopped Liesel before she could open the door.He pushed her gently against the door. His lips descended on hers with unexpected urgency. The warmth of his mouth was impossible to resist. As his tongue brushed her trembling lips, she parted them instinctively. Her yielding stirred something deeper in him. His kiss grew hungrier. Liesel's head was pressed firmly against the door under the weight of his passion. She had nowhere to go. Elijah finally relented after a while. But Liesel's gasp reignited something in him, and he kissed her
Her phone buzzed with a notification. It was a notification on Twitter from someone she followed. Elijah had written, "She cares about me."The comments quickly piled up below the post. "No way, boss! Are you such a fan of small romantic gestures that you're going online in the middle of the night to show us lonely souls some love?" Others teased him for flaunting his relationship instead of sleeping. However, only Liesel truly understood. This wasn't just about showing off. Elijah was proud, and this time, he had every reason to be. Because this time, she was the one who had taken the first step, the one who had opened her heart to him. A soft smile played on Liesel's lips as warmth filled her gaze. She didn't comment or reply. Instead, she simply liked the post, making her feelings clear. Yes, she cared about Elijah. Elijah didn't post again. She knew him too well. He was playing his usual games and waiting for her to say the exact words: "Yes, I care about you."
They were cold, dangerous, and filled with ruthless intensity.It was Jacob. Liesel froze. In his hand, Jacob held her medical report and pregnancy test result. Three months. "Whose child is it?" His voice was sharp, laced with icy disdain. The usually stoic, emotionless black eyes now burned with a chilling glare, locked firmly on her. "Liesel. Whose child is it?" he demanded in a low tone. "We've been divorced for two months, yet you're three months pregnant. Tell me—who is the child's father?" He reached out, gripping her wrist tightly. Even as her face twisted in pain, he didn't loosen his hold. He had to know. He needed to know. Natalie's accusations came rushing back to him, swirling in his mind. She had said that Liesel had gone to great lengths to help Elijah secure his position, trampling others in the process. Why? Why would she help Elijah inherit the Hardin family business unless the two had already been involved? Someone like Liesel wouldn't do that ou
Jacob's throat tightened, and a bitter taste spread in his mouth. He continued gripping Liesel tightly. The pressure was so intense she felt as though her bones might snap. Jacob's piercing gaze locked onto her. His eyes were brimming with an icy coldness that spilled over uncontrollably. He stood there, staring at the woman before him, listening as she said nonchalantly, "The child is Elijah's." If the child was Elijah's, then what did that make him? The three years of affection Liesel had shown him turned into a joke. Jacob's gaze swept over her—this stunningly beautiful woman with a smile gracing her lips. Yet, all he felt was unfamiliarity. This was no longer the Liesel he had once known. The gentle, soft-spoken woman he remembered had vanished. "Liesel, why?" His voice was hoarse. He was trembling with pain and bitterness that he himself didn't realize. His grip tightened further. Why had she betrayed him? Why? For a moment, Liesel froze. Did she even have a choice
She had always been nothing more than a beautiful shadow, a vessel for Jacob to vent his desires. Sometimes, Liesel wondered if, when Jacob kissed her, another woman's face flashed through his mind. Over those three years, just how far had she allowed Jacob to go?To him, she was only someone to indulge his every whim. She wouldn't refuse and would let him do as he pleased. She was his perfect, living outlet. She existed solely for his satisfaction.Her clothes were always torn apart in the process. He never cared whether she was comfortable, because he didn't love her. He knew she would endure anything as long as it pleased him. There was no love between them because he never saw her as his wife, and because he always planned to leave her eventually, there was no need for tenderness. Even in those rare, fleeting moments when his eyes softened, she suspected the warmth wasn't for her but for Natalie. And yet, Jacob had the nerve to ask why she had done this to him. What a
Natalie felt a surge of relief knowing that Liesel still relied on Denzel's custom herbal medicine. Herbal remedies were ideal because no one could ever tell what might be added to them. At that moment, Natalie's mother—Rebecca Shadow—was at a beauty salon. When she received the call, she frowned. She moved to a quiet corner to pick up the phone. "What are you up to now?" Rebecca had remarried years ago, choosing a respected department head at Cloudspire Hospital. Despite the unease she felt at hearing Natalie's anxious tone, she remembered her daughter's generosity. Every time Natalie asked for help, it came with a handsome reward. That thought steadied her. "This isn't something we can discuss over the phone. Let's meet," Rebecca finally said. She suggested a nearby café. Natalie was already overwhelmed by anxiety. The moment she entered the private room, she blurted out, "Can Uncle help me?" "What's happened that's made you so worked up?" Rebecca sipped her coffee leis
Because of the financial summit, Liesel had been very busy with work. The sheer exhaustion left her dizzy, and a dull pain constantly radiated from her lower belly.She reached for a glass of warm water, but she couldn't muster the energy to lift it. The glass slipped from her grip and shattered against the floor with a loud crash, sending shards of glass flying.Feeling groggy, she collapsed in front of the desk. Even until the last moment, she kept a stubborn grip on her phone. The undialed number on her screen was the number for the hospital's emergency services.No, she couldn't pass out here.Liesel forced herself to stand. Holding the wall for support, she wobbled out of Viewpoint.The sun was so blinding that she couldn't open her eyes at all. She tried to flag down a taxi, but suddenly, a taxi came speeding in her direction.She wanted to dodge, but she was completely devoid of strength. Her legs trembled like she'd been nailed to the ground.The speeding car crashed int
"Shut up!" Ophelia yelled in a rage.She immediately asked the food truck owner to give her another cup of coffee before pouring it all over Veronica's calf. She was paying her back an eye for an eye.Agonized, Veronica swayed on her feet. Then, she collapsed onto the ground while gnashing her teeth in pain.Ophelia had been raised by none other than the demon himself, Edward. Since she was little, he would always stand in front of her to protect her. Ophelia knew better than anyone how he liked to deal with matters.After Edward left, she had picked up a few things from him. Naturally, she would never let herself get bullied by others."Give me a serving of fries, a taco, some churros, and a hotdog." Ophelia pointed at the menu items on the food truck and rattled on about her order to the owner, who was gaping at her.Ignoring the probing gazes of the people around her, she minded her own business and brought some fries to her mouth. Only then did she feel herself come back to l
Ophelia was so angry that she wanted to cuss at Edward. However, before she could even get mad, she heard Edward's disappointed voice. "Are you regretting this already?"Ophelia was dumbfounded. However, Edward continued slowly, "After giving it a lot of thought, you decided to abandon me. Is that it? I know I'm not good enough… I don't blame you…"Ophelia felt a headache coming on, but the anger had vanished. "No, I'm not thinking of abandoning you."The kiss yesterday had left her so excited that she hadn't slept a wink the entire night.She thought to herself, "If I don't set the record straight, Edward's going to overthink and paint me as a playgirl."She took a deep breath. "After you kissed me… I was really happy, so I only went to bed very late."Edward was obviously also caught off-guard. He hadn't expected to hear that. With delight in his eyes, he said, "I was also really happy that you let me kiss you."Ophelia hummed, and her face flushed red. "I'm really tired," she
Brandon didn't respond right away. Fred continued, "No one taught your mother and sister how to act appropriately in society. Mr. Ford is spending his precious time teaching them what to do and what not to do. Thus, they will have to suffer a bit for this."Mr. Zima, if you really want to help them, then just give your parents the bare minimum financial aid from time to time. As for your sister… you have no obligation to provide for her. Do you understand where I'm coming from?"Brandon couldn't accept it. "My sister's reputation in the industry isn't great right now. If I don't help her, then she really won't be able to survive. Mr. Ford is also an older brother. He should understand what I'm going through."Jacob loved Ophelia, and Brandon also naturally loved Yvonne. It was because of this that he wanted to try getting forgiveness from Ophelia.Fred raised his voice. "Ms. Ford is very warm and never treats people haughtily. She has never used her family background to bully oth
With a serious expression, Brandon rattled on about the various compensations for Ophelia. Fred nearly couldn't keep his facial expression under control.It seemed like everyone already knew that Ophelia was a huge fan of Chelsea's. It couldn't have been easy to think of such a compensation.The elevator arrived on the top floor, but Jacob still hadn't given his response. Therefore, Brandon hurried into his office behind Jacob and Fred. Finally, Jacob looked at him. "There is some sincerity to it."Firstly, a public apology to Ophelia on his company's Twitter account would clear her name. Secondly, the shares would be considered as financial compensation for the mental distress caused.The third form of compensation was the key point that convinced Jacob to look up. He thought that it was too difficult for Ophelia to fight for concert tickets and produce fan merchandise herself. Now that there was someone readily available to do it, Ophelia wouldn't have to work so hard.This pers
Jacob could really be heinous.Who wanted to listen to Veronica's blabbering?Most people thought that Tobey was sly, cold, and heartless. However, they didn't know that Jacob was the one who was truly wicked.In his youth, he had once been kidnapped because one of the medicines that the Ford family manufactured had threatened to undermine the profits of others. During that time, he'd suffered through endless torment.When he was rescued, his personality had turned ruthless.Although he could be monstrous, he placed great importance on his family and friends. And, Ophelia was his beloved little sister.How could he let Yvonne off the hook for scheming against Ophelia? He had to teach Yvonne that the world could be a harsh place.Not only was Yvonne stupid, but she was also very unfortunate.At first, Jacob could still tolerate how Yvonne had used Ophelia. He had just planned to give her a small taste of her medicine and stop there. However, Veronica had decided on her own accor
Vincent's expression turned cold. He wanted to kick her out of the house, but suddenly, Jacob's cold voice sounded from afar."Since our family is powerful and influential, why should we swallow our anger and surfer in silence?"Jacob had left a document at home, but because his assistant, Fred Foreman, didn't know where it was kept, he had to come home himself to get it. Unexpectedly, he overheard Veronica's haughty words when he returned.Well, a woman who was only pretending to be wealthy in a remote place was now acting superior in his home. Who would allow that to happen?All these years, Veronica had never been defied by someone younger than her before. Because she was much older, she considered herself superior. She didn't care if one was the heir to the family or the eldest son of the main family. At that moment, Jacob's words had made her rage boil over."Look! Look at the children that the Ford family has produced!"Jacob raised an eyebrow. He massaged the spot betwee
Edward chuckled quietly in her ear. "Where do you want to go tomorrow, Ophelia? Should I take you on an overseas getaway? Or perhaps, we could take a stroll nearby and watch a movie.""I can't go overseas; I'm not on break yet. Let's go watch a movie," Ophelia replied. "I've only watched a movie with you as my brother. This time, I want to try watching a movie with you as my boyfriend."Although Edward was still the same person, his identity had changed.She could now touch Edward openly. She could hold his hand, hug him, and kiss him.It was… really great."Alright, get some rest today. I'll come pick you up tomorrow," Edward said.Ophelia nodded and walked him to the door. As soon as she shut the door, she pressed her hand to her chest, feeling her heart thudding rapidly from the kiss earlier.She hopped into bed and rolled from side to side.After Edward got into his car, he finally let out a loud laugh. He pressed his fingers to his lips, reminiscing about the aftertaste sh
As their tongues intertwined, Edward could taste a sweet and sour flavor on Ophelia's tongue. It tasted like she just had a piece of strawberry candy that made her entire mouth taste sweet.Even her breath smelled like this refreshing and saccharine fruity scent. It was as if she was enticing him to take a bite of her and swallow her.The more they kissed, the more forceful Edward got. The air around them felt syrupy and intimate."Are you sure you really have never dated before? Am I really your first? If I am… then why are you so good at kissing?" she asked like it was an interrogation.She didn't know how to kiss and was very inexperienced. However, Edward had practically conquered her. He kissed her until her knees went weak.At the thought of Edward doing this to another woman, her chest began to ache terribly.Edward played with her hair, which had become messy from the kissing. "Like I said, you're all I dream about. I don't even know how many times I've kissed you in my d
"How would you know that I also didn't have the same kind of thoughts when you secretly kissed me all those years ago?"You said that I was born in a tall tower, but I didn't get to choose my background. Meanwhile, you have climbed your way up to where I am to be with me."In ancient times, we would have been innocent and carefree childhood sweethearts. We would've been considered a match made in heaven."Edward, what I'm saying is the truth." Ophelia said each word solemnly. She stared unblinkingly at Edward as she spoke. "While you were struggling with these emotions, who said I was not struggling too?"However, I just couldn't forget you. I couldn't accept a future without you. What I wanted was to have you by my side. I wish you were my lover, and I want to be with you, Edward Ford."Her response was firm and resolute. It echoed with conviction.At the same time, she seemed to be giving her answer to the Edward who had been hiding his feelings in fear and panic for many y