ZeldaNo!There was no way I would leave with James Ferguson obediently. The moment his grip tightened around me, I instinctively grabbed onto the armrest of my seat and screamed."I won’t leave! Help! I don’t know him!"My voice echoed through the cabin, desperate, pleading. I turned my head, hoping—praying—that someone would intervene.But the plane was silent.Dozens of eyes were locked on us, wide with shock, yet no one moved. No one even whispered.Then I saw why.Behind James stood the captain and crew members, their expressions calm, almost indifferent. Flanking them were several men in black—his bodyguards. And then it hit me.The captain had personally opened the cabin door for him.A chill ran down my spine. Even a fool would know—this was a man no one dared to cross.Still, I refused to believe that everyone here feared power. There had to be someone willing to help. I opened my mouth to plead again—But before I could, James leaned down, his breath hot against my ear."Don
ZeldaHis kiss stole my breath, leaving me dizzy and unable to think clearly. My mind raced, fear gnawing at me. I was terrified he’d hurt the baby. But then, the memory of that night with Susan Wenger flashed through my mind.The birth control pills he’d forced me to take the next day, his sharp frown, the coldness in his eyes… He’d said if I got pregnant, I’d have to… No. I couldn't gamble with this. I couldn't tell him.He didn't want this baby. He’d made that clear. Every time we… he was so careful. If he knew, he’d… he’d force me to… The image of a cold, sterile operating room flashed before my eyes, and my blood ran cold.I met his gaze, trying to project a strength I didn't feel."No reason," I said, my voice trembling slightly. "We're divorced! You can't do this. And this is a car! Don't be crazy! Please… I don’t want it!"My words didn't faze him. Instead, I saw a flicker of something dangerous in his eyes. His anger was building. He grabbed my chin, his grip tight."Zelda,"
JamesThe warmth that had softened my features vanished, replaced by a coldness that mirrored the storm inside me. I lifted her chin, forcing her to look at me. Her eyes were still moist, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen… reminders of what had just happened.But the tenderness I felt, the lingering passion, was instantly extinguished. She was already pulling away, already planning her escape.It was like a bucket of ice water had been thrown over me. The chill seeped into my bones, fueling a white-hot rage.I tightened my grip on her jaw, my voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl."Back to the airport?" I sneered. "I told you, you're not going anywhere without my permission."Her eyes widened a flicker of confusion and hurt crossing her face. She frowned, wincing slightly at my grip."But… you promised," she stammered. "You said…"I raised an eyebrow, a cruel smile twisting my lips. "That's what you said," I corrected her, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "When did I agree?"****
JamesI carried Zelda back to the villa, her sleep undisturbed. A doctor was waiting in the living room. I nodded to her, a brief acknowledgement, and carried Zelda upstairs, the doctor following close behind. I laid her gently on the bed, then stepped back, whispering to the doctor,"Be gentle. Don't wake her."The doctor, an obstetrician, had been called out late at night. I knew she’d been prepared for some kind of emergency. I’d painted a vague picture of a potential pregnancy complication. But now… the situation was far different than what she’d expected.She nodded a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes and approached the bed to examine Zelda.I watched, my gaze fixed on her, an oppressive weight in my chest. When the doctor finished and came out of the room, I was waiting."How is she?" I asked, my voice tight."Don't worry, Mr. Ferguson," she reassured me."Mrs. Ferguson and the baby are both fine. She's exhausted, though. Very weak. She'll need to take better care of h
I brushed my teeth, James standing beside me, watching. I glanced at him, surprised."Aren't you going to brush your teeth?" I asked, then looked at the toiletries beside mine. And that’s when it hit me. This was the Mansion, our… my and James’s old home. When I left, I’d only packed clothes. Nothing else.And yet, here were all my things: my towel, toothbrush, mouthwash cup, comb, cosmetics… even the two hairbands I always used, hanging on the hook. It was as if I’d never left.No, that wasn’t right. Something had changed. Next to my things were his. His toiletries were placed neatly beside mine. Tall and short, big and small, all in pairs. My things were warm colours; his, cool. But many of them… they were couple’s items. The ones I’d picked out myself, full of my own secret hopes.He’d never slept in the same bed with me. When he came back, which was rare, he always slept in the guest room. His things were always in the guest bathroom. But now… after I’d left… they were here, in th
"What if I insist on leaving?" I demanded, pushing past the servants.They immediately formed a human wall, blocking my way."Madam," one of them pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes. "I’m a single mother. My child’s father is a gambler and an alcoholic. I have no one to rely on. It’s hard to find a job. Please, have pity on me.""My wife is very kind," the other servant chimed in. "My mother is paralyzed, and I can’t afford to lose my job."I… I was speechless. I knew what it was like to have a gambler and an alcoholic for a parent. I knew what it was like to have a family member who needed constant care. I didn’t know if they were telling the truth, but… it tugged at my heartstrings. I’d always been too soft. Defeated, I turned and went back upstairs.I went to the study, hoping to use the computer, but the internet was down. Exasperated, I left the study, bumping into Aunt Jiang, who was carrying a plate of fruit."Madam," she said gently. "Please don’t go against Mr. Ferguson. Be
ChengChen Ting never thought a single day could be so exhausting.Assigned by James Ferguson to be the Women's Director for a day, he had spent the entire time surrounded by the relentless energy of the company's female employees. The experience had drained every ounce of his patience, leaving him on the verge of collapse.Now, he had only one mission: to make sure the CEO succeeds in pursuing his wife as soon as possible—so that his mental state remains stable.It was a matter of survival.So, Cheng didn’t hold back. He went all out, even biting the tip of his tongue to force out a few tears. The moment they fell, he saw Zelda Liamson freeze.For a brief second, her expression was unreadable—like her mind had completely shut down.Then, she sneered."Assistant Cheng," she said slowly, her voice laced with scepticism. "What is James Ferguson up to?"Her gaze sharpened, assessing him."He must have colluded with you."Cheng didn’t even have time to react before she scoffed and continu
The scent… it was him.It flooded my senses, a painful, sweet ache. I froze, though. Terrified. I couldn't move, couldn't bring myself to pull away the hand covering my eyes. What if it wasn't real? What if I opened my eyes and he was gone, just a phantom conjured by my own desperate longing? What if this embrace was just another cruel trick my mind was playing?Tears streamed down my face, silent and hot. Soon, his hand was wet. I felt the shift in him, a ripple of something… was it pain? My heart ached with a dull throb. Especially knowing… knowing about the baby. The thought made the fear twist into something sharper, more desperate.His hand moved, so gently, to my shoulders. He turned me, ever so slowly. Then, his fingers brushed my face, wiping away the tears."Zee," he whispered, his voice so soft, so familiar. "Be good, open your eyes. Brother is here. It's okay."I couldn't. My lashes fluttered, more tears escaping."I'm scared," I choked out. "It's… it's all fake. A hallucin
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