Now, he appeared completely smug, reveling in his victory and flaunting his success.In a cold tone, I asked, "How did you find the bug in the car?""Of course, I had someone check it out. If I can install cameras in the house to monitor you, you can do the same to me, right? So I had someone search my car, my office, everywhere—that's just basic, isn't it? There's no need to commend me for being smart."This guy is really full of himself, isn't he?I was gripping my fists so tightly that my palms were almost bleeding.Max said, "I won't waste time discussing the things you discovered, they don't matter. I always do things flawlessly. What could you possibly expose? When it comes to finances, you'll never surpass me.""So, how much did you embezzle behind my back, Max? Let's be honest here. We've been together for seven years, you owe me some transparency," I calmly said, looking at him.Max responded with disdain, "Not much, just five or six million in profits. It's not even en
"As for you... Ha! I played the fool by your side for so long. Wasn't I good to you? Wasn't I attentive? Why couldn't he trust me to take care of you? Why didn't he agree to our marriage? Just because I came from the countryside? Because he thought I was too ambitious and unworthy of you? Who does he think he is?"Max's smile twisted into a hideous, exaggerated grin.Only now did I realize that beneath his sunny, gentlemanly facade lay a person with an extreme ego, someone who couldn't handle criticism. Max was deeply insecure, constantly comparing himself to others, especially those from affluent backgrounds like Luke.His cheerful demeanor and humble attitude were all an act.Looking back, it's terrifying how well Max had hidden his true nature for so many years.Max continued, "I asked him why he favored Luke. Do you know what he said?"I remained silent, waiting for him to continue."He said Luke would never use others for his own gain, unlike me," Max sneered. "So, from the
At that moment, I could see the outcome of certain things. All I wanted was to kill Max right then and there, even if it meant sacrificing my own life. But a calm voice inside kept reminding me, "Jen, stay calm. Now is not the time. Losing your cool will ruin the bigger plan."Max pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and lit it. The flickering light of the lighter made his face look even more sinister. He put the cigarette in his mouth and started smoking effortlessly.Believe it or not, this was the first time in seven years that I had seen Max smoke."Honestly, I didn't do much. I just gave Aaron some medicine. After taking it, he would feel anxious, his hands would shake, his heart would weaken, and his nervous system would be out of control. It was raining that day, and after taking the medicine, he drove back from the summit with Mandy, and suddenly there was a car accident." Max chuckled, flicking ash from his cigarette. "Jen, it wasn't really my fault. A
During that time, my responsibility was to supervise my dad's diet. He had to take photos of his three meals and his morning and evening blood pressure medication.One day, the housekeeper called me, asking if I could bring home some blood pressure medicine for my dad."Jen, could you buy some blood pressure medicine for Mr. Middleton on your way home? He hasn't taken it for three days. He finished the last batch and hasn't gotten more. I offered to get it, but he refused, saying it didn't work," she said over the phone.The housekeeper knew that my dad could be stubborn sometimes, and even my mom couldn't convince him. But he was a softie for me, and I was the only one who could handle him. So, she called me in secret.However, that day, I had a full schedule and couldn't go out. Max had just finished his part-time job and was back at school, so I asked him to buy the medicine from a nearby pharmacy and bring it to me after class.Max readily agreed and waited for me at the gate
"Haha, so you found out about the insurance I bought for you!" Max sneered, his expression vicious. "And now, you need to die!""Max, do you really think you're clever? If I die suddenly, don't you think the insurance company will investigate? Killing someone is a crime, you know," I said calmly, staring at him. I felt incredibly foolish, realizing that I had loved a venomous snake for years.Max shrugged indifferently. "Yes, murder is a crime. But if you commit suicide, what does that have to do with me? The insurance policy I bought also covers suicide. Did you think I would be stupid enough to trap myself?"He continued slowly, "Because you had a baby with congenital defects, you have been emotionally unstable, suffering from severe postpartum depression and suicidal tendencies. You didn't take your prescribed medication regularly and had multiple failed suicide attempts. I have all the evidence prepared, including your psychological evaluation, to prove your mental illness. You
The night breeze was cool.Cintail Mountain was much cooler than Johnsonville, and the cold wind on my face intensified the burning sensation from my injuries.As I wiped the blood from my face, my hand became stained red. The breeze worsened my pain, causing waves of pain to shoot through my nerves. I reminded myself to conserve my strength and stay awake. I couldn't die like this, beaten by Max before I completed my plans.Max panted, his expression sinister and dark. He kept pushing his tongue against his back teeth, causing his face to twitch. It reminded me of a killer in a famous crime movie—someone who appeared gentle but had a cold, twisted look while committing murder.He rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, and forcefully grabbed my chin, making me meet his gaze.Speaking slowly, he said, "Jen, couldn't you just accept my plan and drown in the pool? Huh? Why did you have to make things difficult for me? You used to be so understanding and obedient. Why do you have to pi
I let out a bitter laugh. "Max, even if you despise my parents, I am your wife. I have given you my heart for seven years, and this is how you repay me? You are truly heartless. Calling you a beast is an insult to animals!""Wife? Hahaha, Jen, you are about to die, and you still hope I will go easy on you?" Max snarled, gripping my chin tightly. "Let me tell you, I never liked you!"He sneered, "If I didn't know that your father was Aaron Middleton, do you think I would have pursued you? Be a simp for you? Actually, saying that might be too harsh. Watching you dance around me like an idiot, I did feel slightly guilty. I thought that if you let me handle all your money, I wouldn't mind putting on an act in front of you forever. But you, you slut, you slept with someone else in a hotel!"Max's face contorted with rage as he spoke. "All these years, every time I wanted to have sex with you, you always had excuses—studying, safety precautions. Weren't you just playing hard to get? I tho
”In the beginning, you played hard to get, rejecting me multiple times, and I gradually lost interest. After I dealt with Aaron, I became even less interested in you. Especially after I got together with Cindy. Cindy is amazing—open-minded, adventurous, and she knows more moves than you ever will. Just looking at you disgusted me," Max sneered. "Actually, that morning when you hugged me, I felt like throwing up. But then I thought, this is perfect. Everyone thought I was the lucky country boy who married you, but now, you're just damaged goods."According to Max, he was already involved with Cindy back then, which means that when he confessed everything, including the timeline of events with Cindy to me, it was a lie. They had been sneaking around long before I got pregnant.If that night wasn't Max, could it have been someone arranged by Cindy?She knew Max had given me wine, so to get back at me, she might have arranged for another man to enter the room?Otherwise, how could the
We both knew how we felt about each other, but neither of us made the first move to confess.“I gave birth to him in circumstances I couldn’t control,” Molly said, her hands tightly clutching her cup, fingers unconsciously tracing its edge. “I used to think about fighting back against the people who hurt me, but reality forced me to wake up. I couldn’t afford to lose everything.”She hesitated, her gaze dropping. “There are things from back then that I just can’t bring myself to tell him.”When I arranged for Luke and Molly to spend some time alone, the two of them mostly sat in silence.“Mrs. Walker couldn’t have children for years after her marriage. Luke was just a tool to help her secure her place in the family,” Molly explained.Mr. Walker was handsome, wealthy, and from a good family. After getting married, women constantly threw themselves at him. According to the information Wendy had dug up, Landon didn’t exactly push them away.In such a situation, Mrs. Walker, Ashleigh
Molly poured four glasses of juice and sat across from Luke.She looked like she wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start.I gave Ian a quick look.Ian took a sip of his juice and said, “Miss, the juice is sweet and sour—it’s so good!”“Drink it up, and I’ll pour you some more,” Molly offered.Luke interjected, “It’s almost time to rest. Don’t drink too much juice.”“I’m sorry, I don’t have experience taking care of kids,” Molly said, lowering her head. After a pause, she quietly repeated, “I’m sorry.”She was probably thinking of Luke as a baby.I clutched my stomach, pretending to wince. “Excuse me, Molly. My stomach hurts; I need to head back to my room.”As I stood, I grabbed Ian’s wrist.Ian caught on quickly. “Jen is a girl. She’ll get scared going back alone—I have to go with her.”Not giving Luke a chance to respond, I opened the door and said, “Mr. Walker, you stay and chat with Molly. Ian and I will be back in a bit.”In the hallway, Ian looked thoug
Molly wasn’t the type to make things difficult for others. She didn’t give the hotel manager a hard time.After the staff left, Molly turned to thank Luke and me. “Thank you for staying with me and helping me handle this.”Luke glanced at her but didn’t say anything.The silence grew awkward, so I quickly broke it. “You don’t have to thank us. We didn’t really do much.”“Would you like to come in and sit for a while?” Molly invited us into her room.Before either of us could respond, Ian, who’d been holding back his excitement, eagerly chimed in, “Yes, yes! Let’s go!”I sighed internally.Molly finally noticed the little one in Luke’s arms. “And who’s this?”“I’m Ian Lloyd,” he introduced himself cheerfully.But the moment he got a good look at Molly’s face, he let out a small “Huh?” and then turned to look at Luke.Luke frowned slightly, and their eyes met—a silent understanding passing between them. Ian immediately shut his mouth and swallowed whatever he’d been about to sa
Five hours later, we arrived in Sharonville.Before the trip, Luke had everything arranged. After landing, we took a car to the hotel he’d booked in advance.In the hotel lobby, we ran into Molly. She was walking with two middle-aged men in sharp suits, smiling as she chatted with them.When her eyes met Luke’s, her smile froze for a moment, then slowly softened as she stared at him without blinking.Luke didn’t acknowledge her. He walked right past, brushing by her shoulder as though she wasn’t there. From the corner of my eye, I saw her eyes redden.The two men exchanged glances but didn’t say anything. That night, however, they sent two young, handsome men to Molly’s room.Our room was on the same floor as Molly’s. After dinner out, we returned to the hotel and saw her standing at her door with the two young men.Their faces were powdered with heavy makeup, and they looked eager to please, practically glued to her.My thoughts immediately took a less innocent turn.Luke co
Amy messaging me at this hour was probably another complaint about other agencies trying to poach her, or how stressed she was about it all.The underlying message? She wanted me to contact Mr. Lloyd to secure better resources for her—a thinly veiled threat, essentially.Since several popular artists left One Entertainment, the company’s resources had started to dwindle.Mr. Lloyd’s return wasn’t just because of his love for acting. He also wanted to support the company’s artists, giving them more opportunities to shine.Amy had already begun to stand out. If she simply focused on honing her craft and stayed patient, she’d get her share of the spotlight.When Mr. Lloyd founded the company, his goal was to grow it into a powerhouse that protected its artists. Now, he had adopted a more laid-back approach: if an artist wanted to leave, they just needed to pay the penalty fee.Amy’s tactics wouldn’t change anything.I went back to reading my book.My phone buzzed again, and I ass
Mr. Lloyd's words carried a hint of reassurance for me.“Jen, Uncle asked me to create a travel itinerary!”Luke had been telling Ian lots of stories about Sharonville, and Ian had also looked up a ton of information online. He now knew every street in the city and how many shops were on each one.Carefully folding his sweaters, Ian placed them neatly into his suitcase, which was decorated with a cheerful Doraemon sticker.“I’m really looking forward to your travel guide, Ian!”“I’ve already finished most of it!” Ian was a serious little worker who never did things half-heartedly. If he said it was nearly done, he was probably putting on the finishing touches.I praised him warmly.“Jen, since the three of us are traveling together, we need to consider everyone’s preferences and suggestions.”“So, you want to get my input to finalize it?”“Exactly.”“Well, wherever you want to go is where I want to go. This trip, I’ll leave the planning to you.”Luke had work to handle in Shar
For the past few days, Luke has been picking me up and dropping me off at work.Reporters often linger outside One Entertainment, and it took a lot of effort for rumors about me and Luke to die down. I didn’t want them to resurface.Luke understood my concerns, so he always parked his car a block away from the company. Once he sent me a message, I’d grab Ian and head over.That evening, Luke prepared another full table of dishes for dinner.Ever since things thawed between us, I hadn’t said much during meals, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.“She’s already in Sharonville,” Luke said.“Hasn’t she been out of the country for years? Will she be safe there alone?”He was talking about Molly.The Walker family has been a prominent family in Sharonville for generations, with deep-rooted connections and influence. Mrs. Walker is a respected figure, and many people in Sharonville owe her favors. It wouldn’t be surprising if someone decided to teach Molly a lesson on
I watched the behind-the-scenes footage, and Mr. Lloyd looked great. After stepping out of the spotlight for a few years, his demeanor has become even more composed and sophisticated, perfectly matching the calm and collected surgeon he portrays in the show.“He’s as brilliant as ever,” Beatrice said, her eyes filled with admiration. “As long as the co-stars hold their ground, this show is bound to be a hit.”“He has an exceptional eye for picking scripts,” she added, her gaze glued to the screen.I didn’t interrupt her. Instead, I got up and went to the kitchen to check on Ian’s progress.For someone so young, Ian took everything seriously. Standing on a small stool to make up for his height, he carefully worked on brewing coffee, his movements precise and methodical.“Waiter Number One, Ian Lloyd, at your service. Your oat latte will be ready soon,” he announced cheekily.I laughed at his playful tone and played along. “Waiter Number Two will now deliver orange juice to Mr. Ian
While Beatrice chatted with Ian, I brought the gifts to the living room."You're too kind, Ms. Middleton.""Ian bought these with his pocket money."I winked at Ian.He caught on quickly, nodding.Beatrice warmly invited me to sit.Fresh fruit and two plates of nuts were on the coffee table.She placed a fruit bowl before me. "Yesterday's blueberries are fresh—crisp and sweet."The large blueberries were covered in bloom. I took one and made space for Beatrice."What would you like? Coffee or juice?""Fresh orange juice for me, and Jen likes oat milk latte," Ian said, playing with a doll, squishing its face into different shapes.Suddenly remembering our earlier conversation, he dropped the doll and ran to the kitchen. "I've learned lots from Jen. I can make juice and coffee!"Beatrice praised him: "How impressive!"She started toward the kitchen, concerned.I held her arm. "Ian's a quick learner. He does everything properly. We can trust him.""He gets along so well wit