I struggled to break free from his embrace, wanting to hide under my sheets.I hated myself for acting like this and always crying. I felt weak.I did not want to be someone like Lilac, who always used her tears as a weapon against people.Colin laughed and caught me firmly. He pressed his forehead against mine. His voice was hoarse and slightly seductive. "So, are you still going to help deliver other people's love letters?"I shook my head obediently. "No.""Will you still try to help me find a lover?""No. Colin, I'm sorry." I apologized obediently.I finally understood what happened. Colin was angry at me for delivering another woman's letter.Now that I thought back about it, I had indeed acted too hastily.Colin had never told me about what kind of girls he liked. I could have been ruining Colin's chances at happiness by sending him all those letters."Alright. I know you're a good girl. I would also like to apologize to you. I shouldn't have left you alone for so man
It was my first time being in this hospital, so I wasn't familiar with the place. I had walked around for a while before finding the bathroom.I was about to open the door when I heard someone talking in the smoking room by the bathrooms. I could hear them clearly as they weren't exactly quiet."You're not going to hide it anymore? Can't bear it?" It was Jasmine. "Yes. I can't bear it anymore.""I never thought someone like you would…"Jasmine sighed and continued, "I won't say anything. Just take good care of Lulu. You can come to me if you need help. I'll try my best to help you. "Since we can't be lovers. We can at least be friends."Colin got up with a smile. "Of course. Thank you for your help."Jasmine immediately noticed me standing by the bathroom door when she left the smoking room. She turned around to look at Colin before giving me a meaningful smile.Then, she left.I couldn't believe I felt slightly happy when I heard that Jasmine and Colin would not be lovers.
Eden swayed his hips as he walked toward Colin with a seductive expression. Colin lifted his leg and kicked him in exasperation. Eden hit the wall as he groaned in pain.I laughed along with them. Although I understood that Colin only saw me as a sister, I still pulled the covers over myself shyly. I didn't want to listen to their teasing.At that moment, I thought about how happy I would be if Colin could continue treating me so kindly.But I knew it would be impossible. Colin was no longer young. He would find a proper girlfriend soon. He would get married and build a family.By then, I would no longer be the woman he cherished the most.But that was a situation for the future. At least Colin still loved me the most right now. That was enough for me. When Colin found the one he loved, I would try my best to treat his girlfriend with kindness.Queenie ignored my bashfulness and lifted the covers to expose me. "What's wrong? How can you act like that when you're the one who t
I had to stay in the hospital for another three days. Colin sent me back to my dorm on the day I was discharged. That had attracted the attention and envy of the girls from my dorm.Queenie said that Colin had been protecting and looking after me as if I was a porcelain doll. It reminded me of historical times of how the prince would protect the princess.Throughout my stay in the hospital, Colin had been regulating my food. He wouldn't let me eat most things. He only allowed me to eat different kinds of porridge every day.I felt like I would puke if I had to eat porridge for another day.Not to mention, I still hadn't received a proper reason behind his disappearance a few days back. It caused me to be in a foul mood.Colin did reflect on his six days of absence and promised to never abandon me again. So, I decided to be the bigger person and forgive him. We quickly returned to being friends.After we made up, Colin seemed much more attentive and gentle toward me.I greedi
"But I have you here with me. I believe you'll keep me safe. You even managed to beat Shawn to a pulp. Just let me drink one more beer," I said with a kittenish toneI tugged on Colin's sleeves, hoping my stubbornness would get him to agree with my request.Colin held my hand, and his tone remained firm. "Be good. You'll get a headache if you drink too much."Eden had to close his gaping jaw. "Oh, my God. Colin, since when were you so gentle? I never knew you could be so charming. I don't think I can stand this. I'm falling in love with you.""Stop dreaming. Colin is Lulu's man. Don't even think about it."Colin had drunk too much. His bright eyes looked slightly dazed, making him look charming and seductive.There was a slight itch in my heart. I suddenly felt the urge to reach out and touch the corner of his eyes.So, I reached out to touch it gently, along with his long eyelashes.God had definitely favored Colin. He had such flawless skin. Even his eyelashes looked perfect.
I thought I would have spent winter break alone. I was reluctant to leave my dorms. However, Colin was already waiting for me downstairs when I left my block. He said he hadn't been home for two years, and his family had asked him to return home.I was so happy that I jumped in excitement and asked why he didn't tell me. Colin told me he wanted it to be a surprise.I had to admit, I was indeed surprised.With Colin with me, the ride back home was much more comfortable. He was attentive as he took care of me like I was a young child.My mom opened the door and was surprised to see me with Colin. She froze momentarily before greeting us happily."Colin, you're back and looking as dashing as always. Did Lulu cause you any trouble in school? I know she can be quite clingy." She took my luggage and invited us in."How could that be? Lulu has always been a good girl. She's no trouble at all. "I'm quite happy to take care of her." Colin chatted with my mom as he turned around to kno
Soon, the food arrived, and Uncle Austin began encouraging everyone to eat. We all listened and started to eat.All four parents had different expressions on their faces as they ate quietly. Even Uncle Austin and my dad, who would often drink together, were exceptionally quiet as they looked at their food."Lili, the fish and chips here are delicious. Have a bite." Felix broke the silence and gave Lilac some of his broccoli.He told her about the fish and chips here. Yet he gave her broccoli instead.It looked like Felix wasn't as calm as he appeared to be.Lilac didn't eat the food on her plate. Instead, she was staring at Colin. "Felix, is this your big brother?"Felix's hands froze as he looked at Colin. Then, he said, "That's right. He's my brother. He graduated from Lincoln University. It's the same school that Lulu goes to. Don't you know my brother?"Lulu, didn't you bring Lili to meet Colin when she went to your university?"I paused. I felt awful and couldn't swallow t
"You were busy with your studies. It wasn't a big deal, so I didn't tell you about it. You just need to focus on yourself and take good care of Lulu. "You don't need to worry about anything else. Me and your dad are still here. There's no need for you to worry about our family." Aunt Melida had just finished cutting her steak. Although she sat far away from me, she passed a slice to my plate and gestured for me to eat it. Uncle Austin looked at the plate and said to Aunt Melina, "Melina, you can cut a few more slices for Lulu. She likes to eat steak."Also, Colin, we've watched Lulu grow up. You must take good care of her there. You don't need to come home anymore if anything happens to her.""Alright. I'm still cutting the steak. You could help if you think I'm too slow.""It's alright. Mom, Dad, you two can eat. I'll cut it."The three of them began to discuss who would cut the steak for me. As the center of attention, I felt happy and worried.Lilac had already been wary
Luna furiously scolded me, asserting that I didn't deserve Queenie's love and that Queenie had been blind to my true colors all those years. Driven mad by desperation, I chased after Queenie, determined to tell her I was wrong and plead for another chance to prove myself. However, the young man intervened, delivering a swift and punishing combination of punches and kicks that knocked me to the ground. Humiliated, I struggled to get up and fight back, unwilling to lose to another man.Despite his youthful appearance, the look in his eyes as he glanced at Queenie was undeniable. It was a blend of love, desire, and possessiveness only a man could understand.I was consumed by the thought that he wasn't worthy of my precious Queenie's love.Nevertheless, my body felt heavy and powerless. It was as if the strength had been drained from me. The blows rained down on me, bringing with them a strange sense of relief amidst the pain. Part of me yearned for him to kick me harder, inflict
I wanted nothing more than to run to Queenie, to hold her tightly and tell her how much I missed her during those endless days apart. I wanted to kiss her deeply and feel the warmth of her embrace. I called out, "Queenie, I'm here."Seeing me seemed to jolt Queenie from her joyous state, replacing it with a vacant expression. Mere moments before, she had been smiling brightly, her eyes aglow with happiness. Now, she appeared lost, her initial elation dissipating into a blank, unresponsive gaze.I couldn't understand why she had turned so distant upon seeing me. The love and joy that once shone in her eyes were nowhere to be found. As I observed her, I wondered if our time apart had caused her to forget. Or perhaps the events of the past had wounded her so profoundly that she had stopped waiting for me.The thoughts terrified me, and I dared not ask for fear of confirming my suspicions. All I wanted was to hold her, kiss her, and tell her how much I missed her. Yet, it seemed tha
I had no interest in Daniela's pregnancy, so I kicked her out of the house. My friends came to console me, each expressing their sympathies with a drink because they didn't know how else to comfort me.The money I had sent to Queenie's account was quickly returned as the account had been closed. Her phone number became unreachable, and when I sought her at her parents' home, I found the elderly couple waiting anxiously for their daughter's return. I lost not only Queenie but any connection to her. I grew disinterested in everything, neglecting my company and spending my days in a drunken haze.Then, my uncle came. We drank through the night as he shared tales of his hardships, the painful memories of his mother, and the years he spent alone, suffering.He said, "Everyone has their fate, Flynn. And choosing one thing often means losing another. Just as you've chosen to fight for the family business, you've sacrificed a part of yourself. But you must rise and fight me with all you'v
Queenie would then jump off the cliff, leaving me to jolt awake in a cold sweat. I endured each twilight in my hopeless vigil, counting down the days.On the 75th day, the door finally unlocked. I stepped outside and realized that this was the neighborhood where Queenie and I lived. All this time, we had been mere yards apart.My mom truly knew how to break a person's spirit. All I had to do was lift my head to see the pomegranate tree planted in our yard.I stumbled toward our home, my wounds screaming as I desperately called for Queenie. But the immaculate house stood eerily silent, echoing my footsteps like thunder.Except for Queenie, every possession remained meticulously in place—the exquisite clothes, expensive jewelry, and designer cosmetics.Queenie was gone, and the thought of losing her drove me into a frenzy.I collapsed in the middle of the room, sobbing uncontrollably. Regret consumed me. I should have never let my family's threats manipulate me and left Queenie to
I clenched my fists, barely resisting the urge to rush over to Queenie's side. All I wanted was to embrace her and whisper assurances that I would protect her, always. But I knew I had no right to do so.My dad's threat hung heavy in my mind, and the stares of Daniela and her mother bore into Queenie like daggers. One wrong move or word and those blades would descend upon Queenie, cutting her to shreds.The pain was unbearable. I felt sorry for Queenie. I was powerless and couldn't help her. With all my heart, I wished for her to stay strong and survive. She deserved better than me. Daniela's mother slapped Queenie, calling her a whore and a homewrecker, accusing her of seducing other people's boyfriends.Queenie stood rigidly, her gaze filled with humiliation. Her lips trembled, and the light in her eyes gradually faded.I winced in agony but held myself together, picking up Daniela and walking away.Countless times afterward, I berated myself for choosing to take Daniela away
We both knew the truth—neither of us could cross the chasm that had formed between our hearts.After that, I went home almost every day. We managed to maintain a semblance of normalcy in our day-to-day lives. We prepared sumptuous dinners and tended to our garden. I even considered adopting a pet to keep Queenie company while I was away.However, no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't rekindle the warmth we had once shared. Queenie hardly smiled anymore. No matter what I did to cheer her up, she would only give a half-hearted smile, her eyes remaining cold and distant.I knew something had transpired during our separation, but she refused to discuss it. My attempts to uncover the truth through private investigators were in vain. Any evidence had been meticulously erased.Eventually, I realized Queenie was simply biding her time, waiting for the moment when she would be forced to relinquish all hope and leave.A month later, my mother joyfully told me that Daniela was pregnant an
I grabbed a brush from the bathroom and scrubbed myself furiously, desperate to wash away the overwhelming sense of filth. Even as the rough bristles tore into my skin, drawing blood and causing searing pain, I felt no closer to feeling clean.My mind was consumed with thoughts of Queenie and the nearly five years we had spent together—the happy moments, the arguments, every single memory.At that moment, I realized I was terrified. Never before had I experienced such abject fear. Knowing Queenie's uncompromising stance on love and fidelity, I knew she would never forgive me once she discovered my transgression.She would undoubtedly turn and leave, heedless of any pleas I might make. I probably wouldn't even have the courage to ask for her forgiveness in the face of her justified anger.I regretted everything. If I had listened to my friends and taken Queenie away from all this, none of this would have happened. But I had hesitated. Even now, I couldn't be certain if my hesitati
Yesterday afternoon, my dad called and demanded that I make a decision within two days, or they would take action.I felt cornered because I genuinely didn't know how to talk to Queenie about this. The mere idea of her packing her belongings and leaving, accompanied by the unspeakable anguish it would inflict upon me, was a burden too heavy to bear.I wasn't sure if I could ever have a semblance of normality in my life again after that.So, I gathered some friends to drink with me. I drank heavily because I had made a decision—a disgraceful, heartless decision. The thought of what I would have to face the next day made life seem hopeless, so I drank even more.Before losing consciousness, I handed my car keys to my assistant, using my last bit of clarity to tell him to take me home no matter what state I was in.Even if it meant returning to the Hayes family's residence, he should not leave me out on the streets. Despite the imminent breakup, I wanted to part ways with Queenie in
My mom proved to be even more ruthless than my dad. She found me, dropped to her knees without a word, and begged me. She reminded me of the years they had spent raising me, pleading that I ensure they wouldn't be left without a sense of security in their old age.In essence, they were pressuring me to abandon everything. I was to pursue money and power for their sake, secure the Hayes family's head position, and ensure our grip on wealth and influence. Their priority was maintaining their luxurious, elevated lifestyle. My happiness, my desires—whether I even wanted those things—meant nothing to them. Sometimes, it felt like I was nothing more than a tool for achieving their ambitions.My dad told me bluntly that he would go after Queenie if I didn't comply. He said, "You're right. I'm incapable of outmaneuvering your uncle. But no matter how incompetent I am, I can easily make Queenie's life in Harveyton unbearable."To be honest, that day was the coldest my heart had ever felt