JianI didn’t answer right away. Instead, I forced an apologetic smile, my voice deliberately weak."Sorry, I’m feeling dizzy and don’t have the strength... Who did you say you were again? Why would Zelda mention you to me?"I wasn’t fooled by Bai Luoxing’s sweet tone. I could hear the hidden meaning in her words, the subtle digs masked by politeness. This woman wasn’t here just to express gratitude—she was here to stir the pot.Bai Luoxing stood there, still holding the bouquet, her smile never faltering."Didn’t Zelda mention me? Then let me introduce myself again. I’m Bai Luoxing. I grew up with James when I was a child. I—"I cut her off before she could continue. I wasn’t about to sit through some exaggerated tale of her and James’s so-called "earth-shattering" childhood love. Not when I knew it would only hurt Zelda. I immediately pressed a hand to my forehead, feigning discomfort."Miss Bai, I’m feeling dizzy and nauseous, and I really can’t handle a long speech right now. If y
ZeldaJames had once told me that Hellen Ferguson treated Bai Luoxing as her daughter. In fact, she would have preferred that the person who came back that year was Bai Luoxing, not me. And now, as I watched Hellen hold Bai Luoxing in her arms, her face filled with care and protectiveness, I could see just how true that was. She cradled Bai Luoxing like she was her own child, her voice soft and soothing.I couldn’t help but think about all the years I’d spent trying to please Hellen, all the effort I’d put into earning her approval. And yet, no matter what I did, I never received a single kind word from her. Now, seeing her dote on Bai Luoxing so effortlessly, I felt a bitter laugh bubble up inside me. It was ridiculous, really. Hellen and I were never compatible as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. I had been fooling myself to think otherwise."I’m just sitting here," I said, my voice sharp. "What can I possibly do to her? She’s almost 30 years old now, not 11 or 12 anymore. Do you
JamesThe sting in my shoulder was sharp, a constant reminder of the billboard's steel frame biting into my flesh. The doctor had done his job—bandaged the wound, left the ointment, and hurried off to his next patient. Typical. He didn’t even give Zelda a chance to respond before he was out the door, leaving us alone in the quiet clinic.I glanced at her. She stood there, holding the tube of ointment, her expression unreadable. But she didn’t hesitate. She stepped forward, her movements deliberate, and came around behind me. I could feel her presence, the warmth of her even before her fingers touched my skin.When she unscrewed the cap and applied the ointment, I tensed. Her touch was light, almost tentative, but it sent a jolt through me. My body stiffened instinctively, and she paused."Does it hurt? Didn’t you apply medicine before?" Her voice was soft, but there was an edge to it like she was trying to keep her emotions in check.I relaxed slightly, though my shoulders still felt
ZeldaI chuckled softly, turning around and shoving the bank card and property certificates into Jian’s arms."Okay! Just take it all! If money’s being handed to you on a silver platter, wouldn’t you be stupid to push it away?"Jian hesitated, clutching the card and certificates like they might disappear if she loosened her grip."Can I really take it? But didn’t you work so hard to pay back James Ferguson’s 30 million?"I cut her off before she could finish. "I was stupid before, but it’s different now. You saved people and got seriously injured in the process. You *deserve* this. Why wouldn’t you take it? If you’re feeling uneasy, I have a favour to ask of you."I had made up my mind to leave, and I knew I couldn’t take Michael with me this time. Jian had accepted the money, and once I was gone, I needed someone to look after my brother if James decided to take his anger out on him. I explained this to Jian, and her eyes widened in shock."Of course, I have no problem taking care of
ZeldaMy heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs."Nothing," I managed, my voice a touch too high, a touch too brittle. "Maybe I'm a little nervous because I'm going on stage tomorrow."I had to look up at him, James. I couldn't let him see the truth – the fear, the uncertainty, the sheer weight of everything I was about to do.So, I smiled, a faint, fragile thing, and asked, "Are you coming to the show?"He's been... trying. These past weeks, he's been trying so hard. More time, more support, more everything. But there's still that distance, that invisible wall. We’re trapped in this lukewarm space, unable to recapture what we once had.This invitation was a risk. The first time I'd asked, after all this. And for a moment, the surprise in his eyes, the almost... flattered look, made me ache.He draped his coat around my shoulders, warm and heavy, and his arm came around me. Then, that familiar gesture, a gentle tap on the tip of my nose, like he used to do when he was... when
ZeldaThe Grand Theater was alive with energy, the air thick with anticipation and the hum of excited whispers. The fashion modelling show had been the talk of the city for weeks, promoted relentlessly online, and tickets were like gold dust.I, stood backstage, my heart pounding in my chest, my hands trembling slightly as I adjusted the delicate fabric of my costume. The guilt I felt was a heavy weight, pressing down on me, but I couldn’t let it show. Not today. Not after everything Jim had done for me.Yesterday, in Jim’s office, he had promised to keep my secret, to shield me from the judgment and scrutiny that could have derailed everything. His words echoed in my mind:“Doing well in the first show and making a good start for the fashion modelling show is the best way to express your gratitude.”He was right. I owed him this. I owed it to everyone who had supported me, who had tolerated my struggles, and to myself—for every drop of sweat I had shed over the past four years. Today
JamesDamn it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Bai Luoxing's...her phantom limb. Covered in blood. Scratched, rubbed raw. It wasn't some trick, some illusion. That was real, a real pain he was experiencing.Zelda...she looked terrified. My sudden outburst, it clearly shook her. Her face, was pale, her lips trembling. I'd been trying to be gentle, and considerate. Trying to coax her. And for a moment, just a moment, she'd almost believed it. Believed I was something I was not."I am a mean and selfish person, but Mr Ferguson has only just realized this now." Her voice was sharp, laced with a bitter edge. "What? You found out that I'm not cute, and Mr Ferguson can't continue to act affectionately? Then don't act anymore, I'm exhausted for you."That sneer, those eyes. They were filled with ice, but beneath it, I saw a crack, a sliver of pain. It twisted something inside me. My jaw clenched, my eyes filled with a resentment I couldn't quite name. I wanted to...I wanted to devour he
ZeldaAfter that day, the man who used to come home every night became distant, buried in his work. Days passed without a word from him. I told myself it was for the best—I was busy too, consumed by the fashion modelling show’s performances. But late at night, lying alone in the vast emptiness of our bed, my thoughts would inevitably drift to him.I wondered if James was tired—tired of us, tired of the constant push and pull. And then my mind would wander to Bai Luoxing, her relentless enthusiasm, and the way the Bai family and Hellen Ferguson seemed to support her so openly. Had they made progress? Were they moving on without me?Even if I didn’t seek it out, news of Bai Luoxing’s high-profile appearances reached me. The missing eldest daughter of the Bai family had been found, and she was everywhere, basking in the spotlight. Her parents were overjoyed, and the world seemed to celebrate her return.Meanwhile, I poured myself into my work. When the second round of performances in the
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