I wiped my eyes one last time, breathing deeply as I stood up. My legs felt weak, but the heaviness in my chest had lessened. The storm of emotions that had crashed over me moments before had finally subsided.I glanced up at Hammer Yassir, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep into my cheeks.He didn’t say anything about my breakdown, only offered a gentle, understanding smile that made me feel even more self-conscious.I dropped my gaze, and that’s when I noticed the coffee stain on his chest.The dark splatter spread across his coat, a visible reminder of how he had stepped between me and the fury that was Hilder Ferguson. If he hadn’t shielded me, I’d have been the one walking around with coffee all over me—and even more humiliation.“I’m sorry for what happened today,” I said, my voice soft but sincere. “I’ll buy you a new shirt and coat.”His grin widened as if he’d been waiting for my words.“Perfect. Let’s go.”I blinked, thrown off. “Go?”Hammer pointed to his stained shirt.
ZeldaI heard him give the instructions, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to feel a tiny flicker of relief. The weight on my chest had been so heavy for so long. But just as quickly, my tears started falling again, faster this time, uncontrollably. The car felt too small, the air too thick, and the driver, undoubtedly terrified of the tension, kept perfectly silent.I didn't want to cry again. I knew it wouldn't help. But despite all my efforts to stop, the sobs kept coming, small and intermittent.Then he spoke, cold and firm, cutting through the heavy air between us.“Zelda Liamson, if you cry again, I will regret it!”I froze. His voice, low and menacing, made my tears stop instantly, my chest tightening. I shrank against the window, as if trying to disappear into the glass, my heart pounding as if it might burst out of my chest.“Don’t be so mean,” I muttered, my voice barely audible. “I’m not crying anymore.”He didn’t say anything. His eyes, colder than I’d ever seen the
My fingers trembled slightly as I fixed his tie, the weight of memories pressing down on me. I forced a smile, trying to sound casual, though my heart ached with each word."I was just thinking," I murmured, "I tied a tie for you once before. Do you remember it?"I glanced up at him, searching his eyes for any flicker of recognition. His Adam’s apple moved, a subtle sign that he remembered far more than he would ever admit. But his voice came out cold and distant like a wall slamming shut between us."I don’t remember."A bitter pang spread through me, though I kept my smile in place. Of course, he wouldn’t admit it. Of course, he would pretend it meant nothing. But I remembered everything, down to the smallest detail.It had been ten years ago, on his ceremony. It wasn’t just another family event—it was the day the future leader of the Ferguson family would take his first steps into manhood. Every detail had been carefully planned for months.The grandeur, the formality—everything po
My explanation hit a dead stop, and the air caught in my chest like a tight fist. I stared at James Ferguson, my mind swirling in disbelief. Divorce papers barely signed, and he couldn’t wait to tell her?The sight of Susan Wenger standing there, as if she had every right to witness this moment, made my stomach churn. No matter how ready I was to walk away from this marriage, I didn’t want her presence contaminating the air on the very day I freed myself.The bitterness slipped from my lips before I could hold it back.“So impatient. Why didn’t you just agree earlier?” I laughed, short and sharp, turning to leave.Before I could take more than a step, his hand wrapped around my wrist. Heat and tension shot up my arm as he pulled me back.“Do you think I invited them here?” His voice was low, dangerous.I refused to meet his eyes. My pulse thudded, but I yanked my arm free, holding onto the last shred of dignity I had left.“Let me go. We are divorced. Mr. Ferguson, kindly respect your
Zelda“Where are you taking my son?“My mother’s desperate words echoed in the sterile hospital room as she clung tightly to Michael, her eyes wild with fear and calculation. Her grip on him, frail yet tenacious, made me sick with a mix of pity and rage. She held him like a possession, not a person."You can't just take him away like this!" she wailed, her voice sharp, slicing through the thick tension that had been building for weeks."He's my only son. What will I do when I get old? Who will take care of me?" She looked at me, her youngest, as if I were a shadow—unworthy of the same value.Gary, my uncle, stood stiffly in front of me, blocking my path like a gatekeeper of misery. His words were soaked with blame."Zelda, this is your fault. He’s your mother’s lifeblood. Do you think you can whisk him away abroad in secret? What if he dies on the plane? What if he never comes back? Can you live with your mother’s grief then?"Tian, my aunt, chimed in with her patronizing tone. Her ey
ZeldaThe room felt like it was spinning. The noise—the shouting, the accusations, the jeers—pressed down on me like a weight I couldn’t push off. Jian’s voice cut through the chaos first."Zelda, are you okay?"I nodded, but my throat was tight, and I couldn’t get a word out. My heart was racing so fast it felt like it might burst from my chest. Gary lay on the ground, clutching his side, putting on the most dramatic display of agony I had ever seen."Ouch, ouch! My ribs—she broke my ribs!" His groans filled the air like a bad performance.My mother knelt beside him, wringing her hands. "Gary, what’s wrong with you?""Sister, that damned girl broke my ribs! You must demand compensation! Medical expenses, more this time!"I felt the fire rising inside me, burning away the lump of shock that had clogged my throat. My fists clenched at my sides. Every word out of his mouth was a lie, and he knew it."Zelda Liamson!" Tian screeched from where she sat, holding her back as if she’d been st
It was Hammer Yassir.Relief swept over me the moment I saw him. His white coat gave him an aura of calm authority, and as he stepped into the room, the chaos seemed to freeze. His voice, deep and steady, cut through the noise like a scalpel."The hospital security will be here soon, stop making trouble!" he barked. "This is a hospital! Those who are watching the fun, please go away!"The crowd, which had been growing larger with every second of drama, began to scatter as if commanded by an unseen force. I finally allowed myself to breathe, the tension in my chest easing slightly.He turned toward the nurses next, his tone softer but no less commanding."Go check on the patient first."I moved aside as the head nurse led her team into the ward. My hands trembled slightly as I stepped away from my brother’s bed, but I forced myself to stand tall. Michael’s fate depended on me staying sharp and composed, not on emotions or theatrics.As I walked toward Hammer and Jian, I noticed that Ji
Hammer Yassir’s calm, composed words hung between us like a protective shield. He smiled as if unfazed by the tension crackling in the air, his tone polite."Michael Liamson is my patient. Whether I’ve resigned or not, I will remain responsible for his care. Zelda is my friend and junior sister—helping her is only natural." His eyes didn’t waver as they locked on James Ferguson’s hand gripping my shoulder.The weight of his stare was like a challenge. "Since Mr Ferguson and Zelda have registered for divorce, perhaps a bit of distance would be appropriate."I felt James's hand tighten just slightly, a subtle increase in pressure that seemed almost possessive, even though his expression remained infuriatingly calm. He raised an eyebrow and responded smoothly."It’s just registration," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a deliberate edge. "Nothing can be said until the dust settles, right, Mrs. Ferguson?"My breath caught as he leaned in, his lips so close to my ear that his word
ZeldaAs the door shut, James exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. His body was tense, his fists clenched at his sides.James stood motionless, staring at the door, his jaw clenched so tightly that I thought he might break.Mr Ferguson was the first to speak, his voice firm but not unkind.“James, I know you’re angry, but she’s still your mother.”James let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “Still my mother?” His voice wavered. “What kind of mother does this to her child? What kind of mother lets him suffer for years and then—then when the truth comes out, she refuses to even acknowledge it?”His father sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. “She’s scared, James. Scared of losing everything she’s built, scared of what the truth means.”James turned on him, pained.“And what about me? Does she care how scared I was? How much I lost? How I spent years believing I was the mistake, that everything that went wrong was somehow my fault?”Helen’s voice trembled from the doorw
ZeldaI sit on the edge of the bed, staring at the divorce papers I had once been so ready to sign. My hands rest over my stomach, where our child—my child—grows.I told myself I wouldn't cry over James Ferguson again. But here I am, my heart still aching in ways I wish it wouldn't.He had always been my saviour. When I was just a scared thirteen-year-old girl, lost and alone, James had taken me in. I admired him, idolized him. But then admiration turned into something else. Love. The kind that consumed me, that I could never shake off, no matter how hard I tried.But James had never seen me that way.First, it was Susan Wenger... I watched as he gave everything to Susan, how he smiled at her the way I had always wished he would look at me. And when Susan was gone, I thought—maybe—just maybe, James would see me.But then came Luoxing.And that had been the final proof I needed to know the truth. I was never going to be James's first choice.That was why I decided to leave. I refused t
JamesThe Bai estate was as grand as ever, standing as a symbol of power, wealth, and the history that bound our families together.Or so I thought.I stepped inside without hesitation. No one stopped me. They never would. For years, I had been welcomed here like a son.I had thought I was.But tonight, the weight of betrayal clung to me like a second skin, suffocating, inescapable and true.As I entered the main hall, I found them all gathered—Mr. Bai, Mrs. Bai, and their daughter, Bai Luoxing.The moment they saw me, Luoxing was the first to react. She stood up, her eyes filled with something between relief and hesitation."James!"I lifted a hand to my head, stopping her in her tracks.She hesitated, then slowly sat back down, casting a quick glance toward her mother.Mrs Bai, ever composed, sat calmly at the head of the table, an air of relaxed control around her. She didn’t look surprised to see me.She probably didn’t know that I knew everything.Mr. Bai, on the other hand, was
JamesA slow, numbing realization crept over me, drowning out everything else.The Bai family hadn’t just manipulated me.They had shaped my entire life."They couldn’t just bring Luoxing back," Dom continued, his voice low. "Not when the whole world was looking for her. Not when they hadn't gotten anything from their attempt. So they kept her hidden, cared for her, made sure no one found her."I barely heard him. My mind was already racing ahead, connecting pieces I had never thought to question before."But the Ferguson family—" My voice caught. "We never stopped searching for her.""And that’s exactly what they wanted."I snapped my gaze to him."Think about it, James." Dom leaned forward, the dim light casting sharp shadows on his face."Your parents. Your grandmother. You. You were all drowning in guilt, haunted by the loss of a little girl you thought you failed to protect. You clung to Madame Bai and saw her as a second mother because she was grieving too. She played her role p
JamesThe air in the car was filled with tension, Zelda's rigid posture and clenched phone screaming her silent fury at me. I deserved it—every bit of her anger, every cold shoulder. But damn if it didn't carve a hollow ache in my chest.Then my phone buzzed, slicing through the suffocating quiet.I answered, and within seconds, the tension in my shoulders eased."We found Dom."The words sent a rush of grim satisfaction through me. Finally. After all the hunting, all the dead ends—we had him.My grip tightened on the phone. "Alive?""Barely. He's talking."Good.I glanced at Zelda, still stubbornly turned away from me, her reflection faint in the window. This changed everything. With Dom's testimony, the Bai family's carefully constructed lies would crumble.But first—"Keep him secure. I'll be there soon."Hanging up, I studied Zelda's profile. She thought this was about the divorce. About me stalling.She had no idea the storm that was coming.And for once, I'd be the one to shield
JamesMadam Bai’s fingers combed through Bai Luoxing’s hair with practised tenderness, her voice saccharine."Don’t cry. Mom knows your heart is too soft—you would have stopped me if you knew."Then she lifted her chin, her blind eyes fixed in my direction with eerie precision."James, I only helped your wife leave because she wanted to. I didn’t want you two to become bitter enemies. You may not understand my intentions, but the truth is, this all started with her desire to run. Luoxing is innocent."Innocent.The word tasted like ash."So sending men to hunt her down—was that also a favour?" My voice was lethally quiet.Madam Bai’s wrinkled face twisted in feigned confusion."Hunt her? James, I only sent people to find her after she disappeared! For her safety! And my nephew—where is Dom? Did you see him?"Zelda stiffened beside me. I could almost hear the furious drum of her heartbeat.I stared at the woman who had once been like a second mother to me.Even now, faced with the trut
JamesMy lashes lowered, hiding the smug satisfaction in my gaze as I buried my face against her again. Good. She didn’t push me away this time.Then— Thump.Something struck the side of my face.I froze.Before I could process it, another hit—this time square on the bridge of my nose. Not painful, but sharp, like a tiny jolt of electricity.My head snapped up, eyes wide."Was that… Littleton?"Zelda’s lips curled, amusement flickering in her gaze before she pressed them flat again."Littleton’s here to teach you some manners," she said dryly.Of course, it was Littleton.Even in the womb, my kid couldn’t stand watching their shameless father grovelling like this and decided to intervene.A stunned laugh caught in my throat.I stared at the slight swell of her belly, then slowly raised my hand, pressing my fingers where I’d been kicked. The impact had been soft, muted by layers of flesh and fluid, but it sent a current straight through my chest.My heart hammered—not from fever, but s
JamesThe pain in my chest was sharp, unrelenting, as I watched her smile—so effortless, so free. As if I meant nothing.If it were up to me, I’d never let her go.Especially not now, with those men hovering around her like vultures, waiting for their chance. But I couldn’t do anything. Not anymore.I didn’t dare to force her, didn’t dare to manipulate things behind her back like I used to. One wrong move, and she’d slip even further from my grasp.And then there was Dom. Until he was dealt with, she wasn’t safe here."Don’t worry," I said, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. "I’ll fulfil your wish this time. Consider it… compensation for the wedding."That damned wedding. My fault. All of it.Maybe ending this marriage was the only way to truly start over. She looked at me then, her eyes searching mine, and for the first time, she saw it—my resolve. No tricks, no games. This was real.Her lashes fluttered, her grip on my collar loosening as she whispered,"So after we land…
ZeldaOf course I couldn't bear it.I never wanted to compete with Bai Luoxing for anything. She was the one who forced her way into my marriage. Even then, I retreated—step by step, until I'd put an ocean between us.Yet the Bai family still wouldn't let me go. They wanted me dead. How vicious could they be?But Leiy hadn't said much earlier. Even I was only guessing. Did James... already know it was them?My eyes widened in shock. "You knew? Bai Luoxing helped me leave the country, and the Bai family has been hunting me since I landed—"His face darkened at the mention of my escape. "How else do you think I found you?"I pressed my lips together, then let out a cold laugh."Well, color me surprised. I thought even if I accused the Bai family, you'd assume I was just smearing their name out of spite."The pain that flashed across his face was sharp enough to almost make me regret my words. Almost.His chest heaved, and before I could react, his hand shot out, gripping the back of my