Rowan's heart raced as a sudden, loud banging reverberated through the house. Startled, she abandoned her cooking and swiftly washed her hands, a mix of anticipation and anxiety gripping her. Could it be David at the door? With eager anticipation, she rushed to open it, hoping to see her husband's familiar face. However, her excitement quickly turned to disappointment when she came face to face with Richard, David's trusted personal assistant.Her face fell, and she couldn't hide her disappointment as she met Richard's gaze. "Where is he?" she asked abruptly, her voice tinged with a hint of frustration, disregarding any customary greetings. Ignoring the pleasantries, Richard understood the urgency in her question and retrieved a document from his portfolio. Handing it over to Rowan, he replied, "I'm sorry, Mrs. David, but Mr. David can't make it. He asked me to deliver this to you."Rowan's eyes darted anxiously between Richard and the document. Her mind raced, trying to make sense of
Rowan stepped out of the car, her nerves tingling with anticipation, Richard couldn't help but be awestruck by her stunning appearance. "You look absolutely breathtaking, Mrs Rowan," he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine admiration.Nervously, Rowan offered a shy smile in return. "Thank you, Richard. I just hope I can handle all the attention."Richard, always supportive, reassured her. "Trust me, everyone will be in awe of your beauty. You deserve all the admiration coming your way." Afterward je finally walked away leaving Rowan to her fate.Summoning her courage, Rowan walked the red carpet, her every step radiating elegance and grace. The room fell into a hushed silence as all eyes fixated on her. Whispers of awe and appreciation rippled through the crowd, leaving Rowan feeling a heady mix of exhilaration and vulnerability.Inside the party, the atmosphere was electric. Distinguished men couldn't help but be captivated by Rowan's presence, their gazes lingering a moment too
Rowan found herself engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions as she noticed the intense gaze Mr. Johnson directed toward her. A mixture of fear and discomfort gripped her, causing her eyes to inadvertently wander downward, only to widen in shock at the sight of Mr. Johnson's hardened state. His erection stood tall and rigid as if awaiting a command.The once lively surroundings seemed to fade into an eerie silence, intensifying Rowan's unease. Desperately, her eyes darted around, searching for an escape route, hoping to find a way out of this uncomfortable situation."Rowan!" A sudden voice shattered her thoughts, jolting her back to reality. Her mind raced with worry as she tried to comprehend the gravity of the situation."Why did you come here alone? I offered to accompany you! I specifically wanted you to be my companion at this party. But I invited both you and Rolland because I knew you wouldn't come if I didn't invite your friend. I thought you and Rolland were dating until I discov
Jonathan's grip on Rowan's wrist tightened, restricting her movements, but upon seeing someone approaching whom he seemed to know, he finally released his hand from pinning her to the wall. He took a step back, though his grip on her wrist remained firm.Flora, who had been holding David's arm intimately, looked at the scene with surprise. Her eyes widened in astonishment, especially upon witnessing the awkward position in which she found Rowan. A gleeful smile briefly flickered in Flora's eyes as she noticed Rowan's embarrassed expression. She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.With a confused expression, Flora addressed Rowan, her voice filled with curiosity. "Miss Rowan, you are..."Johnson had initially felt rejected and furious after Rowan's ruthless dismissal and being interrupted by others. However, as he glanced up and saw the approaching person, his face immediately transformed into a smiling expression. He recognized her as the heir of a prominent company, but t
Rowan's heart pounded in her chest as she mustered every ounce of remaining hope and strength. With a desperate cry for help, she shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice trembling with fear. But the echo of her plea was met with a haunting silence, emphasizing her isolation.Johnson's malicious smirk deepened as he mocked her futile attempt. "Save your breath, darling," he sneered. "There's no one around for miles. No one will come to your rescue."Just as Johnson finished his cruel words, a sudden interruption shattered the tense atmosphere. A pair of black leather shoes silently appeared within his line of sight. Startled, he looked up and gasped."Mr. David... President?" Johnson stammered, his voice laced with fear.David's presence was commanding, his eyes piercing through Johnson's soul. "What do you think you're doing to her? My wife " he asked calmly, his tone belying the fury in his gaze. The weight of his question hung heavily in the air, leaving Johnson quaking with fear
The atmosphere in the car was filled with an uncomfortable silence as Rowan and David made their way back to the mansion. Neither of them uttered a word to each other. Rowan couldn't help but wonder if David was upset because she had been conversing with another man. However, she quickly dismissed the thought, reminding herself that she wasn't Flora, the love of his life."This is Rowan, not Flora. This is me, not his devil incarnate sweet potatoes," Rowan thought to herself, savoring the sweet scent of David's cologne that she had missed dearly.Her cheeks flushed as the memory of Flora's expression when David declared that he would take Rowan home resurfaced in her mind. Flora had attempted to intervene, considering she had arrived in Richard's car. But David's unexpected possessiveness had surprised even Rowan, almost making her feel like a cherished lover. Although it wasn't the case, Rowan found herself relishing in his attention."I can't allow her to drive herself home. All the
Rowan's peaceful slumber was abruptly disrupted by the incessant buzzing of her phone. Reluctantly, she tried to reach for it, finding it difficult to fully awaken from her sleep. Blocking her ears with pillows, she hoped to drown out the persistent ringing.The phone continued to ring relentlessly, refusing to relent, until she finally dragged herself out of bed to reluctantly answer the call."Rowan, what time is it? Aren't you coming to work?!" Rolland's booming voice nearly pierced her eardrums.Groggily, she glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table and panicked. "Oops, I overslept! Rolland, please ask for a day off for me. I'll hurry over right away.""Forget it. It's already noon by the time you get here. I'll cover your shift. Just have a good rest today."Rolland paused for a moment, then lowered his voice abruptly. "Are you okay? What happened yesterday? What did David say? Did he still want a divorce, or did you guys have a good night together?" Rolland inquired."It'
Rowan was taken aback by Maria's words, her mind reeling with disbelief. She had to ask for confirmation, hoping against hope that it was all a misunderstanding. "Is David... at home this morning?" she inquired, her voice trembling.Maria nodded, her eyes widening with surprise. Breaking free from her usual reticence, she spoke hurriedly. "Yes, madam. He's been here since morning. I was just as shocked as you are. He hasn't been home for weeks, and he rarely spends a night here. He even mentioned wanting mung bean porridge, but he only had a little... By the way, madam, would you like some before you go out?"Rowan shook her head, still trying to process the unexpected revelation. "No, thank you. I'll have it in the evening," she managed to reply, her voice barely above a whisper."Alright," Maria responded, her earlier question forgotten.But Rowan couldn't let go of what she had just heard. She asked Maria if everything she had said was true, still struggling to believe it."Yes, ma