In a dimly lit room, Melody Nolan’s head was buried in the soft covers of her bed. Her tense neck was flushed, and she swallowed the painful moans from escaping her throat.The room temperature rose slightly. In the next moment, someone pushed her away.Having been married for three years, Melody had long grown accustomed to the cold treatment. There was little else she could do. She was the one who had gone and fallen madly in love with the man before her, after all.Ignoring the pain racking through her body, she casually slipped into a thin shirt. She left the room, and returned with a cake she had carefully prepared."Chris, today’s your birthday. Grandpa insisted you take at least one bite of the cake."With a click, the man fastened his belt. He only turned to look at her after a long time had passed."Melody, do you think using Grandpa as an excuse will make me listen to you?"Under the dim light, Christopher Bolton exuded a cold and aloof demeanor. His well-tailored suit
Christopher was taken aback by her straightforwardness. His sharp eyes fell on the paper on the table. The words "Divorce Agreement" stood out, glaring at him. He scanned the paper quickly, his brows furrowing deeper with each passing line. However, his gaze remained flat. It was hard to tell what he was feeling.Although the agreement was concise, it was impeccably drafted. How could a woman from the slums know how to draft a divorce agreement? At first, Christopher had his doubts. When he read the final line, his skepticism was replaced by a cold, mocking laughter."Just a villa is enough to satisfy you?"In the asset division section, Melody had only mentioned the villa they currently lived in. Christopher couldn't believe it. A woman who had gone to such lengths to marry him was asking for just one house in the divorce?Melody rolled her eyes at his reaction. She didn't care about the Bolton family's wealth at all. The only reason she mentioned the villa was because s
Christopher was sitting in an extended Lincoln, flipping through the emails on his phone. His face was expressionless.Luke, who was in the co-pilot seat, kept looking out.It had been a day since Melody Nolan agreed to the divorce. Luke still found it hard to believe. He was sure she was the only one who could endure Christopher’s coldness."How long has it been?" Christopher suddenly asked. Luke glanced at his phone. "We've been here for half an hour, sir."Christopher said nothing to that, and went silent. Luke voiced his curiosity. "Mr. Bolton, was Mrs. Bolton serious about it?"Christopher froze and didn’t answer. However, Luke could sense the man’s anger. He turned around and looked away, regretting speaking too much. The next second, he exclaimed in surprise."Mr. Bolton, Mrs. Bolton’s here!"Christopher looked up. The Lincoln windows were covered with anti-spy film, so people outside couldn’t see them. From inside, he saw Melody getting off a Porsche Carrera GT.H
Christopher’s phone suddenly vibrated. Seeing the caller ID, he swiped the screen to answer."Chris, I can't stand up anymore. The doctor said I might never be able to stand up again. Where are you? I'm so scared..."Talia's voice was soft and frail. She sounded like she was restraining herself from crying, and that made her even more pitiful.Christopher looked away from Melody. His tone softened as he consoled her, "Don't be scared. I'm on my way there. Luke, to the hospital!"-When Melody got into the car, she tore the divorce certificate without hesitation.Purple and white pieces of paper covered her palms. She pulled open the storage compartment in the car, and dumped the shredded pieces inside expressionlessly.Irwin drove in silence, giving her enough time to calm down.Melody took out her phone and skimmed through her contacts. She didn’t get in touch with anyone in the past few years due to her amnesia. Since she had regained her memories, she intended to pick up tho
Benjamin ignored the kicked door, and restrained his emotions quickly. He stepped forward, held Melody’s hand kindly, and observed her with loving eyes."Melody, you're still alive! Thank goodness, thank goodness... All these years, I’ve searched everywhere for you! You have no idea how much I’ve missed you and your parents."He rambled about the past in a heartwarming manner. He looked so touched, he was close to tears. Melody watched coldly as her hypocrite of an uncle kept acting. "Oh, really? I missed you too," she said. "I’m so glad! Don't be sad, Melody. Although your parents are no longer around, I’m still here to take care of you until you get married and have your own family."He gave her a soft smile filled with warmth, the loving distress in his eyes obvious.Melody tightened her hands, pretending to be touched. "I’ll never forget your kindness, Uncle."Benjamin put away his worries. He was convinced she wouldn’t pose much of a threat, even if she was lucky enough t
"Don’t worry, Talia. I’ll marry you," he said.Talia was ecstatic to hear it. She was curious—had Christopher gotten a divorce?Her face was flushed with happiness. She sniffed sadly, ready to sweet-talk him into oblivion. However, his phone rang at that very moment."What's the matter?"Christopher walked away calmly, with one hand in his pocket. Sunlight fell on his frame, and he looked more handsome than ever. Yet he had a blank look on his face, as if he had not proposed to Talia a few minutes ago.Talia bit her lip, feeling a little resentful. When she thought back to Christopher’s promise to marry her, happiness dispelled the resentment instantly.She touched her plastered leg; her eyes gleamed with greed and pride. Even with a broke leg, she still made it! She was sure Christopher loved her too!Christopher didn’t see her greedy gaze. He soon hung up, and picked up his coat from the chair. He glanced at Talia, and said softly, "Take care of yourself. I’ll come again so
Although Nolan Enterprise seemed to be generating profit over the years, Benjamin had been slowly transferring all the funds overseas through the financing projects he led. When the projects were completed, not a single cent would be left.The meeting room was silent. The shareholders looked at each other. From time to time, they would glance at the bodyguards, and everything they wanted to say died on their lips.Benjamin smiled widely. "You impress me, Melody. I can see you’re ready. It’s time for me to hand over the company to you."Melody's eyes flashed coldly.As expected from a sly man. Benjamin was incredible at playing pretend."Thanks for the compliment, Uncle," she said. Melody knocked on the table twice, attracting everyone's attention. Then, she handed a USB flash drive to the meeting assistant.She announced her first decision as the president."Since everyone has no more comments and my uncle has recognized me as the president, let's move on to the second item of
The car stopped at a prime location in the city. As soon as Melody got out of the car, her eyes fell on the large, artistic characters above her head: Fairyland.Fairyland? A dreamland?Melody’s interest was piqued.She felt a little nostalgic because she had not been to a bar since she lost her memory three years ago.As soon as she stepped into Fairyland, she was surrounded by luxury. The colorful lights and deafening music pumped her up. The environment built up her excitement, releasing the emotions she had suppressed for a very long time. She was akin to a balloon that would pop at any second. Irwin and Melody took their seats at the bar counter. The bartender was stunned to see them. He had never seen Irwin bringing in any woman, so he was curious about Melody.“Good evening,” he greeted. “Lower proof?”Melody waved her hand, and said confidently, "High proof!"The bartender glanced at Irwin, and prepared a low proof drink.Probably because the mood was so right, Melo