Zelda
Then I heard James speak, his voice cold and decisive.
"Don't think about it, let Susan Wenger go first."
His words hit me like a physical blow. No hesitation, no wavering. Just cold, hard certainty.
I felt like I was falling into a frozen abyss. My eyes burned, tears silently sliding down my cheeks. The promise he made under the fireworks, the words of love and devotion, all seemed like a cruel joke now.
"Haha, this is really exciting. Mr. Ferguson didn't choose his own wife but chose Susan Wenger instead. It seems that the previous rumours that Mr Ferguson valued the baby in Susan's belly the most and accompanied her for prenatal checkups many times are actually true!" Gary taunted.
"Stop talking nonsense and let her go!" James interrupted, his voice laced with ice.
Susan cried out, her voice filled with relief. "Quick, let me go! Let me pass."
But then, Gary slashed the dagger, cutting the rope and binding my feet. Sus
ZeldaJames's gaze locked onto me, his eyes suddenly burning with an intensity that made my breath catch. It was as if he could see right through me.His fingers faltered on the keys, the melody abruptly cut short by a discordant note. He stood up, striding towards me.As he moved, the sunlight shifted, and he stood before me, his gaze searching mine. I finally managed to exhale."Isn't it bad? Why don't you say anything..."He raised his hand, gently cupping my chin. "Very beautiful. They are right, baby, you are the most beautiful bride."The unexpected praise, the sudden endearment, sent a wave of heat through me. My cheeks flushed, my eyes shimmering with affection.He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine. The kiss was soft, tender, and filled with an unspoken emotion.I shyly pushed against his chest, pulling away. "Someone..."He lifted his head, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "No one is here anymore."
JamesAn equipment storage room in a hospital.An old man, dressed in faded, old-fashioned clothes, sat nervously on a chair, his eyes darting towards the imposing figure before him."You... you look so important. Someone who can make decisions. If the information I give you is useful, can you really give me a lot of money?"I was running out of patience. I simply gestured to Leiy, who stood behind me. Leiy immediately tossed a large, black travel bag at the old man's feet. The bag fell open, revealing stacks of banknotes."If the news is true, these are all yours," Leiy said, then zipped the bag closed and lifted it.The old man's eyes widened, his anxiety turning into a feverish eagerness."Everything I said is true! The girl's right thumb was cut off right here, and it was wrapped in a rag. She had many wounds on her body, a high fever, and was unconscious. She was thrown into the mountains, clearly left to die. I... I went over to
ZeldaJames's face hardened, the brief flicker of hope from Miachel's progress extinguished by this new crisis. He moved with a swiftness that belied his calm demeanor, heading straight for the elevator.I found myself pulled along, his grip on my hand firm, almost possessive. He hadn't said a word, but his silence was more telling than any outburst.We arrived at Mrs. Bai's ward, a scene of chaos unfolding before us. Doctors were working frantically, their movements precise and urgent. Mr. Bai stood nearby, his face etched with worry and anger. Yuehe, Mrs. Bai's sister, and her son hovered close, their expressions a mix of anxiety and something else, something I couldn't quite place.Jun, looking pale and shaken, stood behind the crowd, her eyes wide with panic. And then there was Susan Wenger, her presence sending a shiver of unease down my spine. I swear, that woman was a walking disaster."What's wrong with godmother?" James asked, his voice sh
ZeldàMr. Bai's eyes were cold, his accusations harsh and unfounded. I felt a surge of anger, a burning frustration at his blind assumptions.But then, James's hand tightened around mine, a silent reassurance. He stepped forward, his voice cutting through the tension."Father, anyone could send a text message. Why would Zelda leave a letter, and use her own handwriting? This handwriting can be imitated. And the biggest beneficiary today isn't Zelda.""James, what are you implying?" Mr. Bai demanded, his brow furrowed.James's gaze shifted, his eyes locking onto Susan. I could feel the intensity of his scrutiny, the silent accusation. Susan, however, met his gaze with a carefully crafted expression of wounded innocence.She had expected James to doubt me, to see the circumstantial evidence and waver in his belief. She had counted on the handwriting, the prior conflict with Mrs Bai, to sow seeds of suspicion. But James stood firm, unwavering in his support.Tears welled up in Susan's ey
ZeldaI laughed, a warm, bubbling sound that filled the bathroom."Mr. Ferguson," I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck, "it's good to have this awareness. It deserves encouragement."I leaned in, kissing him softly, and he responded with a deeper, more passionate kiss. When we finally parted, I rested my head on his shoulder, my breath coming in soft, contented sighs."The wedding is the day after tomorrow," I said, a flicker of worry creeping into my voice. "And my pregnancy is showing now? I hope the wedding dress still fits. The bridal shop is delivering the dress tonight. You haven't even tried on your suit yet. Please come home early."The wedding was so close, just two days away. The last two weeks had been a whirlwind of rehearsals and preparations, a happy chaos that had kept me busy and distracted. But as the day drew nearer, a familiar unease settled in my stomach. Was this pre-wedding jitters?James, on the other hand, seemed perpetually busy, his attention divided be
ZeldaMy lips felt numb, and my face drained of colour. Two days. Two eternities. What was the point of waiting anymore? Each minute stretched into a lifetime. Before the shadows lengthened, a fragile hope flickered within me.He said he'd come back. Maybe, just maybe, he'd appear in the courtyard, a whirlwind of apologies, and I'd rush to him, my heart a frantic drumbeat.But darkness had fallen, and his promised return was a distant echo. In this age of instant communication, accidents don't happen in silent voids.Just as I was about to concede, to utter a defeated "Okay," my phone, a dark, silent slab, blazed to life. His ringtone, the one I'd reserved solely for him, echoed in the quiet room."Husband" flashed across the screen. My hand trembled. Why now?"Answer it, you fool! Make him explain himself!" Jian urged, snapping me from my daze. My fingers, clumsy with nerves, tapped the green button."Zee, I'm sorry. I couldn't make it back as planned. I saw your calls. Are you worri
ZeldaI clenched my hands, forcing myself to remain calm."He'll be here soon. Don't worry."I glanced at the two bodyguards flanking Hellen. They were James's men, placed there to prevent her from causing trouble. But she was his mother, and they couldn't physically restrain her for mere words."Madam, please proceed to the banquet hall," I said, my voice clear and firm.The bodyguards, taking their cue, stepped forward, subtly urging Hellen to move. She glared at me, her voice laced with venom."The guests are arriving, and you're still sitting here? Don't you know you're supposed to be greeting them?""I'll go now. Please, go in first," I replied, my tone indifferent.Hellen turned and stormed off, but Hilder lingered, her voice dripping with sarcasm."Three years of marriage, and now they decide to have a wedding? How ridiculous! Did my Brother agree because of the pregnancy? No wonder he's not here yet.""Hilder Ferguson, your mouth has been marinating in a toilet for years! It r
ZeldaThe noise from the banquet hall faded into a dull hum behind me. None of it mattered anymore."Zelda Liamson, stop right there! You shameless thing, explain yourself!" Hellen Ferguson's voice, shrill with fury, cut through the air, blocking my path.I frowned, my expression hardening."Get out of my way. Your son missed the wedding, not me."I tried to sidestep her, but she grabbed my arm, her grip tight. "Don't talk about James. If you weren't so disrespectful, if you hadn't married your elder brother while still pining for your younger brother, James wouldn't have abandoned you!"I froze, bewildered. What was she talking about?Jian stepped forward, pulling Hellen's hand away, and pushing me behind her."Auntie, the guests are still here. At least have some dignity. You're acting like a shrew.""You have no right to speak! Get out of here!" Hellen raised her hand, aiming a slap at Jian.Jian reacted quickly, dodging the blow and pulling me back. Hellen stumbled, grabbing the s
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