After the divorce, she became the dream woman everyone longed for. James Ferguson saved Zelda Liamson and always did whatever she asked, making sure she had everything she could ever want. Zelda thought it was true love. After five years of marriage, she realized she was nothing more than his favourite pet, while he was her whole world. Then, the woman James truly loved came back, and Zelda demanded a divorce. James mocked her, saying, " You can't survive without me. What will you do without the Ferguson's name? " But Zelda did run away and never looked back, receiving marriage proposals every day. James lost his mind and returned, begging Zelda, "Please, come back to me. Give me another chance." His eyes were full of love and desperation.
View MoreJamesMy jaw tightened as I strode through the airport, my bodyguards parting the crowd like Moses parting the Red Sea. Zelda. Where was she?Her flight was in two hours, and we’d locked down every exit. She couldn't have just vanished."Sir, all flights to Europe are waiting in Terminal 3. Your wife's flight should take off in two hours. We have already blocked all entrances and exits, but we haven't found your wife yet," the bodyguard reported, his voice tight with concern.My face was like thunder."Keep looking!" I barked, waving them off.My eyes scanned the sea of faces, searching for her. She had to be here. Two hours wasn't enough time to get far.A knot of anxiety tightened in my gut. Had she even arrived? I knew international flights boarded early. My gaze snagged on a tall figure talking to a woman near the gate. A surge of rage, hot and possessive, flooded me.Hammer Yassir. That snake.I stalked towards them, my blood pounding in my ears. I grabbed his shoulder and spun h
Jian"Jian, what's going on? Are you pregnant?"Director Wang finally snapped out of his shock, his face darkening as he glared at Jian.“Sia, explain what is going on?“It wasn’t easy for Sia to land the role of the second female lead—if she lost it now because of this, what would she do?Sia immediately panicked, shaking her head frantically."I... I... I..."Before she could stammer any further, I grabbed her hand and spoke up."Director Wang, do not worry about it. I had a miscarriage."Sia caught on immediately."Yes, yes! She had a miscarriage because of her career!"James Ferguson let out a cold sneer."Miscarriage?" His voice was laced with scepticism. "When? Which hospital?"His sharp gaze sliced through the room like a knife, making Sia tremble. Under his piercing stare, she was on the verge of tears, her fingers clutching my sleeve."I don't… I don't know you," I stammered, voice weak. "This is a private matter. Why should I tell you? I..."Before it could finish, the produ
YuellOf all the people I could run into today, it had to be her.From the moment I saw her talking to Sia, something in my gut told me she was up to something. And when I realized where she was heading—toward Director Wang—I didn’t hesitate.I closed the distance in a few long strides and grabbed her arm."Come with me."She recoiled, eyes blazing. "Hey! What are you doing? Yuell Qing, are you sick? Let me go!"Sia blinked in confusion, clearly unsure whether to intervene. She tried to follow, but my assistant stopped her."Miss Sia," he said smoothly, “Mr Yuell has a few words with Miss Jian. Please don’t go over there."Sia hesitated, then sighed. "Jian knows Mr Qin? That’s fine, I won’t bother them."I barely heard their conversation. My focus was on the furious woman I was dragging away.When we reached the bathroom door, she yanked back hard, attempting to free herself. I held firm. She huffed, then twisted sharply, slamming her elbow into my chest and forcing me against the wal
ChengI was really starting to worry about him. As his assistant, I felt like I had a pretty good read on the situation.The CEO clearly cared about his wife, about this marriage. I’d seen it myself. Back when Zelda was still working in the office, I’d walked in on him a few times while delivering documents. He’d be staring at her, lost in his own little world.Sometimes he wouldn’t even notice me come in. And… well, he’d have this… soft smile on his face. A real smile. Not the usual, carefully constructed one.It was… love. I was sure of it. I was so happy for them back then, for the CEO and his secretly married wife. I never imagined they’d end up like this.I’d thought it was just a lovers’ quarrel. But then they signed up for their divorce. And he’d been… different ever since. Quiet. Short-tempered. There was a bitterness in his voice, even when he was just giving instructions.It was all because his wife was leaving. He was too proud to admit it, of course. But I knew. He needed
James"I said, don’t pay attention to it," I snapped, my patience wearing thin.Cheng was worrying too much. Overestimating the situation. Overestimating her."Do you really think there’s anyone in this city who dares to hurt me? Or do you think I can’t even deal with a weak, middle-aged woman who’s practically powerless? Do I look like I need bodyguards as if I’m facing some great enemy?"Silence.Cheng stared at me for a moment, then finally backed off. He knew better than to argue. He knew what I was capable of. Muay Thai, karate, firearms, grappling—I was trained, and experienced. I didn’t need protection.He was being ridiculous.We arrived at the hospital, and I wasted no time heading straight for Susan Wenger’s room.She lay there on the hospital bed, wrapped in a thin gown, a bandage around her forehead. Pale. Haggard. The same woman who had once been so full of herself, so confident.Now?She looked pathetic.Her eyes, red and swollen, stared blankly at the ceiling, lifeless.
The throbbing in my hand was a dull reminder of James’ grip. I yanked it away, my fury bubbling to the surface. I was ready to unleash a torrent of words, maybe even a kick—anything to make him feel the same frustration he’d caused me.But then, James rolled over, got off me, and sat up. He started to remove his shirt, the sunlight catching the contours of his back.It was… distracting.The way his spine moved, the play of muscles beneath his skin. For a moment, I almost forgot my anger.Almost.My foot was already halfway up, aimed squarely at his backside when he spoke.His voice, low and husky, sent a shiver down my spine.“If you dare to kick me again, I'll make you cry under me.”The threat hung in the air, thick with something… dangerous.My foot dropped back to the floor like a stone.I was scared. Not just physically, but… something else.He just sat there, though, breathing deeply. Didn’t do anything. My heart finally started to slow down.And I couldn't help but stare at his
ZeldaI stood just outside the door, the delicate tray of calming tea in my hands, but my attention was completely consumed by the heated exchange inside. I heard James's voice—powerful, confident, and yet somehow it struck a chord deep within me. His words rang in my ears.“I can’t let her marry any man other than me.”I froze. My breath caught in my throat, and my hand tightened on the tray. It was ridiculous how much those words made my heart race. I should’ve been used to his possessiveness by now, but hearing him say it out loud, so forcefully—it made me wonder.Does he still care?The thought flitted through my mind before I could push it away. I bit my lip, my mind racing as I tried to rationalize it. It wasn’t love—it couldn’t be. It was just his need for control, his arrogance, his overwhelming desire to keep things his way. Even if I was no longer his wife, James Ferguson was the same possessive man he had always been. His words meant nothing, absolutely nothing more than th
ZeldaThe air in the hospital corridor felt heavy and thick with unspoken words and lingering emotions. I adjusted my bag on my shoulder, preparing to leave with Grandma when James Ferguson spoke."I'll come with you to send Grandma back."I frowned, caught off guard by his sudden offer. His voice held an unfamiliar tone—was it sincerity? Guilt? I couldn’t tell.Instead, I folded my arms and met his gaze with a blank expression."You should stay here and take care of Miss Susan," I replied coolly.James sneered. "You are so generous."I rolled my eyes, unwilling to humour whatever twisted logic he was playing at. I turned away, dismissing him, but Grandma wasn’t one to hold back."Get lost! Can't you see that Zelda doesn't like you?!" she snapped.James, unfazed, simply slid one hand into his pocket and reached out with the other to hold the elevator door open for us."Then it's okay for Grandma to see me."Grandma let out a laugh, sharp and full of mockery."Which eye of yours saw th
The old lady was caught off guard by what had happened and was exhausted. Looking at Mr. Ferguson and Hellen Ferguson, who were obviously biased towards each other, the old lady felt frustrated and helpless.There were outsiders present who followed suit to persuade the old lady, and she had no choice but to do anything, and her anger gradually subsided."James, why don't you take Susan to the ward and find a doctor to see her right away, before anything really happens to her,"Hellen Ferguson urged, especially when she saw that Susan Wenger was so weak that she seemed unable to open her eyes, she became worried and anxious. After all, the baby in Susan Wenger's belly is her hope to save her youngest son.Mr Ferguson also said in a deep voice:"Stop embarrassing yourself here, get her out of here quickly."Just as James Ferguson was about to take a step, Mrs. Ferguson suddenly said,"Wait!"Everyone looked at the old lady, but she turned around and looked at me, I was pushed to the ed
"I am coming home."Zelda Liamson received a message from her husband, James Ferguson. Her husband had been away on a work trip for three months, and he was finally coming back.Zelda was so happy she couldn't hide the happiness and the smile on her face. Her relationship with her husband had been strained because they had gotten married under different circumstances, circumstances that did not involve love. When James left, staying away for so long, for those three whole months, Zelda thought that he was going to ask her for a divorce.She thought he took those three months away from her to give her space to get used to the idea of getting divorced.Although this message from her husband didn't specifically mean that he was not going to ask her for a divorce, she thought this was a great thing. If he was going to ask for a divorce, he would have just sent her the divorce papers. She would have dealt with lawyers, but he specifically wrote 'home' in his message.He was coming home to ...
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