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
JamesZelda Liamson frowned, her head shifting slightly beneath my grip. The moment her fiery resistance dulled into calm, I released her, catching sight of the red imprint my hand had left on her delicate cheek.A surge of regret tightened my chest, though I masked it quickly. My brows drew together as I spoke in a low, controlled voice."Have you fed all your former kindness to the dogs?"Her eyes glinted with defiance. "Yes, I fed them to you."That sharp reply should have stung more, but instead, it struck a strange, unwelcome chord of familiarity. I clenched my jaw, annoyed at myself. I was getting used to this.Before I could shake off that unsettling realization, her next words broke through like a blade:"Are you jealous?"The accusation hung in the air, daring me to acknowledge it. My pulse quickened, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I allowed a smirk to curl my lips."We haven’t officially divorced yet."She met my calm with fire."Then after a month, I can be with Ham
I stood frozen, unable to comprehend what was happening as Hilder Ferguson’s hands closed around my neck. I could feel the pressure building, but my brain was too slow to process anything. The sheer intensity of her anger made everything blur, and I couldn’t react in time.But before I could even gasp for air, I heard a voice behind me, sharp and commanding."Enough."James Ferguson’s hand seized Hilder's, pulling her away from me effortlessly. With one motion, he threw her to the floor. My heart raced, both from the panic of the moment and the relief that I was no longer in immediate danger. But his voice, cold and disapproving, cut through everything."You’ve been locked up for a day and a night, and you still don’t know what’s wrong?"I didn’t know how to respond, my mind still reeling from the sudden confrontation. As James pulled me toward him, I cast a glance at Hilder, now crumpled on the floor, her face pale and haggard, her eyes wide with fear. I couldn’t help but notice how
ZeldaThe car was suffocating. Every breath felt heavy, the air thick with unspoken accusations. James Ferguson, his face a mask of icy indifference, sat beside me, his presence radiating a chilling coldness that seeped into my bones. Hilder Ferguson's words echoed in my mind, a venomous snake slithering through my thoughts."Did the Yassir family really propose marriage to the Ferguson family five years ago?" James Ferguson's voice, low and dangerous, broke through the suffocating silence. "You really didn't know about this?"James's words, like a physical blow, sent a wave of nausea crashing over me. My eyes stung with unshed tears, and I stared at him, disbelief and fury warring within me."What do you mean? Do you think the same as Hilder Ferguson, that I drugged your drink to avoid marrying Hammer Yassir?"The silence that followed was deafening. His brow furrowed, his gaze piercing, and I saw it in his eyes – the chilling suspicion, the deep-seated doubt. He actually believed it
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