SusanWhen James glanced at the invitations and gave a curt nod, I felt a momentary sense of relief. He didn’t outright refuse."Anything else?" he asked, his tone cold and distant. His indifference stung, but I forced myself to keep my composure, biting my lip and softening my gaze to look as pitiful as possible."I'm going to take endorsement photos later," I said, my voice deliberately timid. "This is my first endorsement. Can you come with me?"I watched his face carefully, hoping for even a flicker of warmth. Instead, he seemed distracted, almost annoyed. Yet, when he nodded and said,"Okay, I have a meeting later," I felt a rush of triumph.He agreed. That was all that mattered."Then I won't bother you anymore," I said with a gentle smile. "See you in the afternoon."I left his office, keeping my smile intact until I reached the car. As soon as I sat down, frustration boiled over, and I slammed my bag onto the seat beside me."What's wrong?" my assistant, asked, concern evident
The moment James's voice came through the phone, sharp and commanding, my chest tightened."Zelda Liamson," he said, his tone filled with disdain, "if you regret the divorce, move back to the Mansion now and admit your mistake. I'll pretend I never signed the divorce agreement. Stop calling and saying inexplicable things."I felt a weight lift slightly from my chest. His reaction meant he hadn't gone back on his word—he'd signed the agreement. Relieved but determined, I took a steadying breath and replied calmly,"You won’t regret it. Mr. Ferguson, you’re overthinking things. I’ll raise the 30 million as soon as possible, and I won’t bother you anymore."With that, I ended the call, my hands shaking ever so slightly. I could feel the lingering tension in his voice, a reminder of the control he once held. But now, that Chapter was closing.*******JamesI sat back in my chair, my jaw clenched as I replayed the conversation in my mind. The audacity of her. Susan thought she could manipu
JamesI walked out of the conference room, my head still buzzing with numbers and projections from the annual plan. Mr. Liu approached me, visibly uneasy. His words spilt out quickly, explaining the situation with the endorsement and the original dancer for the game.I raised an eyebrow at his hesitation. It was obvious to anyone with a functioning brain that the original choreography was crucial to the game’s success. Yet here he was, pushing Susan Wenger into a role she clearly wasn't fit for."The smooth and beautiful movements of game characters are key factors affecting the game's visuals. Do I need to remind you of the importance of the original dance?" My tone was sharp, cutting through his excuses. "Can the original dancers be easily replaced?"Mr. Liu visibly deflated, but at least he seemed relieved I wasn’t about to ruin a good thing for personal reasons.“The original dancers are in the capture room now,” he offered. “Would you like to observe their performance, Mr. Fergus
ZeldaThe next day started off fine, but as usual, trouble came knocking—or in this case, ringing. The phone beside me buzzed relentlessly, disrupting my dance practice. I sighed, wiping the sweat from my face. The caller ID flashed Hellen Ferguson, and my stomach twisted.She wasn’t my mother-in-law anymore; in my heart, that tie had been severed the moment James and I signed the divorce agreement. But her persistence made it impossible to ignore. Resigned, I picked up the phone."Zelda, come to Ferguson's residence right now and take your mother away!" Hellen's voice crackled with anger, sharp and commanding, leaving no room for a response.Before I could ask what was going on, she hung up.I arrived at Fuyuan as quickly as I could. The air was thick with tension the moment I stepped inside. Hellen sat stiffly on the sofa, her face like a thundercloud, while Susan Wenger whispered something to her, a picture-perfect image of false innocence.Seeing them together was like watching a
The scene was chaos, yet I could barely feel the world around me. My hands trembled, my heart heavy with years of suppressed frustration and pain. Glady Liamson, my so-called mother, was sprawled on the ground wailing like a wounded animal.Her words, as cutting as ever, echoed in my ears, but I refused to let them control me anymore.“Zelda, you must stand up for me! Look at how they’re treating me! Locking me up like a criminal—your own mother! You’re the mistress of this family. If you don’t take charge now, how will anyone respect you in the future?” she cried, her voice grating and relentless.I didn’t even respond. My eyes burned with the sting of tears I refused to shed as I turned sharply and made for the door.“Zelda!” She caught my arm, her grip surprisingly strong for someone so quick to play the victim. “I’m talking to you! Are you mute now?”I yanked my arm free with more force than necessary, sending her stumbling backwards. When she landed in the grass, she immediately
I could hear his voice, that familiar, grating tone, and for a moment, I wondered if I was imagining it. There was no way he was here—not now, not after everything. He should be with Susan, shouldn’t he? Yet, there he was, standing above me, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade."Zelda Liamson! You were the one showing off just now, why are you pretending to be weak and pitiful in front of me now?"The anger in his voice should have ignited something inside me, but instead, all I could feel was an overwhelming numbness. I didn’t want his concern. I didn’t want him to see me like this. I couldn’t afford to be this weak.I barely registered his presence before I felt his hand reaching for my face. Something inside me snapped, and I instinctively pushed his hand away, trying to push him out of my space.The sound of his palm smacking against the air was a harsh reminder of how much had changed between us.“Go away! It's none of your business!” I tried to push him out of my
JamesI was clearly just helping her take off her pants and apply medicine, but I acted as if something had happened between us.Zelda blushed and reached out to push me away. But I grabbed her hand, put it on my lips, and kissed it, smiling."Do you like me kissing you like this?"A tingling sensation spread from my lips to her fingertips throughout her body, like an electric shock. She unconsciously leaned limply into my arms, too embarrassed to say a word. Was this flirting? Although we had done similar things before, we had never flirted like a couple until now.I wasn’t like this before. I had been very silent and depressed in bed. Even during our most decadent moments, I never said such daring things, asking her if she liked it or not. In the past, I made her feel like she was handing in homework.But now, I didn’t even do anything significant; I just kissed her fingers and rubbed her ears and neck, and Zelda wanted to surrender to me. This is horrible. She shouldn’t have indulg
The private room of the Royal Court Club was opulent, the kind of place where you couldn’t help but feel a little indulgent. I leaned back in my chair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass, listening absentmindedly as Miguel and Yuell chatted. Their words blended into the background—something about another reunion. Normally, I’d contribute, but tonight, my mind was elsewhere.“It’s true what they say—he succeeded in business but failed in love,” Miguel teased, leaning toward me. “Brother, you and Zelda haven’t reconciled yet?”I chuckled dryly and shook my head. “What do you know? Even if we quarrel, our relationship is still very good.” My words were calm, but even I could hear the hollowness in them.Miguel sighed. "Okay, okay, you two have a good relationship. Zelda can’t live without you. But no matter how good a relationship is, constant arguments can hurt. It’s been so many days..."Twenty-nine days. That’s how long it had been since she first asked for a divorce. I didn’t need
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