In the following days, as Rowan had predicted, the media's interest in David and her situation plummeted. The public quickly became engrossed in fresh gossip, and the news of the Feather family's daughter meddling in other people's marriages didn't generate much discussion.Rowan understood that this was the doing of David's powerful connections. He couldn't even bear the thought of her reprimanding him, let alone witnessing numerous people pointing fingers at Flora.However, what Rowan couldn't comprehend was that despite the frenzy subsiding, she was still unable to return to work at the company. Rolland, her confidant, had spoken to her multiple times. She knew that things had calmed down within the company and that the reporters were no longer blocking the entrance. With this in mind, she reached out to the Customer Service Manager (CSM).To her dismay, the CSM's response was evasive. They simply advised her to rest for a few more days and assured her that she would be notified wh
"Dad, if you care so deeply for your son, what about me? I'm the one who has been subjected to insults. If you want me to stay, then you need to find a way to make David see the truth about Flora, by finding his uncle" Rowan spoke firmly, her words slipping out before she could fully grasp their implications.Her eyes widened as she realized the audacity in her tone. The room fell silent, tension hanging in the air."I understand, Rowan. Don't worry, I'm still searching for my brother, but it hasn't been easy to locate him. Initially, I had considered allowing David to make his own choice by divorcing you. However, upon discovering the true nature of the woman he desires, my plans have changed. I cannot let my son be with a wicked woman," David's father stated firmly.This direct and clear disapproval of David's relationship with Flora was a revelation to Rowan. She should have felt touched by his words, but doubts clouded her mind. She began to wonder if it was solely her revelation
David's father stared at him with unwavering determination, his brows furrowed deeply as he spoke in a deliberate, measured tone. "I had hoped that the Feather family and Flora Feather would retreat once they saw this news. But to my surprise, your misunderstanding of Rowan has had the opposite effect."His father's demeanor provoked a fiery response within David, shattering the facade of indifference he had worn until now. A smirk crossed his face as he retorted, "I'll make my own decisions from now on. Don't bother meddling in my affairs."Without bothering to glance at his father's reaction, David turned his head, intent on leaving the hotel room. However, his father's enraged voice pierced the air, commanding him to stop in his tracks. He froze, his father's anger acting as an invisible barrier.His father, too, rose from his seat in a fit of fury, closing the distance between them with purposeful strides. He interrogated David, his voice dripping with anger, "What do you mean? Hu
David held Rowan tightly in his arms, rendering her immobile.His father's brows furrowed deeply, his anger rising at the sight of David's reckless behavior fueled by alcohol."You've been drinking?" he growled, his words dripping with anger as he observed David's impending foolishness.David responded with a defiant "hmm" and attempted to carry Rowan into the hall while holding her tightly."David!" A soft but firm voice called out, halting his steps. The grip around Rowan's waist unconsciously loosened.His father's frown deepened upon hearing the voice, prompting him to turn his head. In a hushed tone, the voice whispered a few words to his father's secretary, Matthew, who had been standing nearby.Upon hearing the message, Matthew turned around and intercepted Flora, who was hastening toward them."Miss Flora, the president has other matters to attend to today. It would be best for you to return," he informed her, a sense of authority in his tone.Though separated by a distance, F
Chapter 51 Kiss in front of the bedRowan glanced back at Flora, her mind filled with curiosity about what Flora meant by the clothes she was wearing. Furthermore, she couldn't help but wonder why Flora seemed so shameless in her behavior.Flora gestured for Rowan to look at her attire. "Have you seen the dress I'm wearing?" she asked, expecting a response.Rowan didn't want to entertain Flora's words. She chose to ignore her, treating her words as nothing more than a fleeting breeze brushing past her ears. But Flora wasn't ready to let Rowan off the hook. She knew that David, Rowan's protector and father figure, was currently absent, so she persisted in her attempt to provoke Rowan."Do you know who designed this dress for me?" Flora continued, undeterred. "It's the creation of the most renowned designer in the entire country. And guess who commissioned this designer for me?"Rowan continued her silence, refusing to acknowledge Flora. After numerous times of ignoring her in the past,
The Night of IndulgenceAs David's lips continued to explore the depths of Rowan's mouth, their kiss grew more fervent and passionate. The air around them crackled with an intoxicating mix of desire and anticipation, the room filled with a palpable heat that rivaled the intensity of the sun.When their lips finally parted, both were left breathless, their gazes locked in a silent exchange that spoke volumes. Rowan's mind swirled with questions, eager to understand the sudden intimacy, yet she hesitated to utter a word, fearful of shattering the delicate atmosphere that enveloped them.She convinced herself that it was merely a consequence of his drunken state, a fleeting moment to be forgotten. But before she could grasp hold of that thought, David leaned in once more, his lips igniting a passionate fire that consumed them both.One of his strong hands cradled the back of her head, deepening the connection, while the other encircled her waist, pulling her closer. Their bodies melded t
Rowan sat at the table, absentmindedly sipping her porridge while mindlessly swiping through her phone. The news page was inundated with stories about the Thompson family's extravagant banquet from the previous night, and Rowan was growing increasingly bored with the repetitive coverage.Front and center, David's handsome face graced the headlines, accompanied by an attention-grabbing, larger-than-life headline: "The Reigning King of the Oregon Group of Companies." Rowan let out a sigh, tired of seeing David's name plastered everywhere. She decided to shift her attention to the realm of entertainment news, hoping for a brief escape from the constant updates about David.Scrolling through the latest celebrity gossip and mindless rumors seemed far more appealing than subjecting herself to the never-ending news cycle centered around David. Amidst the sea of frivolous stories, one particular post caught her eye. It revealed that a popular female model, often seen at Cherry model night par
As Rowan sat in the familiar office, memories of the past flooded her mind, reminding her of David's immense influence within the company. She couldn't help but wonder if he played a role in her current predicament."Is David behind this decision?" she inquired, her voice tinged with a mix of apprehension and desperation.The President's response fell flat, far from what she had anticipated. "Don't overthink it. This decision was reached after extensive discussions within the company. It has no direct connection to Mr. David," he stated in a tone devoid of emotion.A bitter chuckle escaped Rowan's lips, tinged with mockery. "So, the company is willing to go through all this trouble just to terminate the employment of someone who joined only six months ago? Is that really necessary?"The President fell into an uneasy silence, unable to provide a satisfactory response.Then, he mustered the courage to explain, "It became complicated because you are Mr. David's wife. Rowan, this decision