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
Rowan's heart skipped a beat as her eyes locked with Amira's across the coming towards her.Fear gripped her, the same fear that had plagued her since their high school days. She had missed out on so much because of Amira, who always tormented her and made her life difficult. The memories flooded back, threatening to overwhelm her, as she stood frozen in place.Rowan's high school days were a nightmare, thanks to Amira. Amira was the one who made her life difficult, constantly tormenting her. During those years, Rowan longed for David's protection. They had been friends since elementary school, and David always stood up for her against bullies. But in high school, Amira and her gang targeted Rowan because of her small stature.They would beat her mercilessly, treating her as if she were their personal servant. Rowan was so tiny, defenseless against their cruelty. The abuse got so bad that one day she ended up in the hospital. Despite the pain and fear, Rowan never told her parents wha
David frowned, not understanding what she had said.Rowan snorted softly and repeated her question. She was tired of the whole situation."What do you want from me?" she asked again.David pursed his lips tightly and didn't say anything.Rowan said, "If it's okay, I'll leave now."After speaking, she turned her head and started walking back to the house.Quickly, David took two steps forward to block her way, and she nearly bumped into him.Surprised, she looked at him angrily and asked, "What are you doing?!"David stared at her closely and asked, "Are you angry? Why? Where did you go last night?"His repeated questioning made Rowan's anger explode.All the frustration and unwillingness she had been holding since yesterday morning came pouring out in that moment.She looked at him coldly and said, "Is it necessary for me to tell you where I'm going? By what right are you questioning me?"It was the first time David had seen Rowan lose her temper. His intense gaze didn't have any effe
Chapter 57 The Deviation of MemoryRowan's mind went blank, desperately hoping to conceal the truth from David—the one person she couldn't bear to admit she had slept with two nights ago.She swiftly swatted his hand away from her clothes, gripping his collar tightly to shield David's view. Her heart raced, and she stammered, "No."David's intense gaze pierced her, his voice was deep and knowing, aware that Rowan was attempting to feign ignorance of his question.Words failed her at that moment, but she quickly composed a response, mustering all the courage she had left. "No matter what you're asking, it wasn't me. I went to the bathroom and when I returned, I didn't see any of you. So, I went home alone.""How, then, did you get that mark on your neck?" David interrogated."Mosquito bites," Rowan hastily replied, feeling increasingly uneasy under the weight of his scrutiny.David continued to stare intently into her eyes, a sneer curling his lips at her response. "Rowan, are you stil