[Heather]
I was so tired from my day’s work and hoped to find peace at the mansion. But when the butler opened the door, I felt the cold air of the residence. I had lived here for a year but had never felt the warmth of being at home.
Blaze had been busy with the hospitality venture he started last year. Therefore, he was rarely at home and had many business travelings to meet his colleagues. Knightley Group added to his list of achievements after successfully growing Knightley Corporation, his construction company.
As his wife, I was very proud of him. I hoped after that business trip, he would be home more often. I now understand Mom's feelings, living for many years with Dad, who was very busy with his work.
“Good evening, Ma’am. There was an important document delivered by a special courier this afternoon. I put them in the study,” the servant reported politely.
“Really!? Thank you.” I curbed my urge to go to my bedroom and walked towards the rarely used office. There must have been a gift from my husband. Today was our wedding anniversary.
Seeing a large envelope on the desk, I approached. There was no description on the front of the folder. Did he give me a building or land? I opened the cover and read the letterhead on the first page: divorce agreement. I looked at it once more to make sure I read it correctly.
My hands were shaking, making the letters even more impossible to read. My eyes heated up, and my vision blurred. My heart was beating so fast that it was suffocating my chest. What was this? Why did he suddenly file for divorce? He had even put his signature on it.
I took my cell phone out of my bag and dialed his number. Waiting for a while, he didn’t answer my call. I tried one more time while climbing the stairs. Finding his bedroom empty, I wasn’t surprised. He was planning to come home tomorrow morning.
But realizing the atmosphere was a bit different, I checked his wardrobe. “No way,” I said quietly, seeing the condition of the spacious room.
He had already brought all the personal items that were in his closet. His favorite watch collection wasn’t even left behind. He seriously wanted to walk away from my life and this marriage.
“Good evening, Miss Bailey,” Blaze’s secretary greeted me when I called him on his cell phone.
“Kyle, do you know where my husband is?” I asked without replying his greetings.
“As far as I know, he’s in the his room after dinner with his colleagues,” he replied politely.
He wasn’t busy, so why wasn’t he answering my calls? Was he deliberately not answering my calls? I knew he didn’t have friends and would be alone in his suite after work.
“Is there a problem, Miss Bailey? Would you like me to go to his suite and give him this phone?” he sincerely offered.
“No. No need. Thank you,” I declined.
I couldn’t ask him to do something that wasn’t his job. He’d been working all day, and this was his break. Blaze would get angry if interrupted during his downtime because I would if my assistant contacted me outside of working hours.
I decided to send a voice message through an app. “Blaze, I know you’re holding your phone. We need to talk, please answer my call. You didn’t mean it, did you? Today’s our first anniversary. H-how could you give me divorce papers on our wedding anniversary?”
I tried to call him again, yet he didn’t answer. I wanted to send another voice message but canceled it. He might have a problem with his company or the meeting earlier. I should wait when he was ready to talk.
My cell phone alarm vibrated in the morning for the umpteenth time, waking me up. If it weren’t for today’s big event, I’d want to lie in bed all day. I was exhausted after trying to sleep last night but to no avail.
A surprise was waiting for me when I walked out of the front door. A black Audi was in the front yard. The butler opened the door for me so that I could see the driver.
“What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get in,” Blaze said impatiently.
My heart was beating rapidly, happy that the person I was expecting was right before my eyes. I thanked the butler and then got into the car. I fastened my seatbelt before greeting him cheerfully, but he was silent.
“I thought you weren’t coming,” I said, not hiding my surprise.
“He’s still my father-in-law,” my husband replied coldly.
“And will always be your father-in-law,” I said firmly, giving him the signal that I didn’t want the divorce. “Happy anniversary, honey.”
Blaze did not reply. Seeing his cold stare, I decided to keep quiet. His being here with me was enough. I was sure we could talk about the misunderstanding between us later, just like before. I had to focus on the event at Dad’s house first.
In addition to keeping my feelings in check, I needed to keep his mood under control. I didn’t want him to be upset during the event. Throughout our marriage, I never let anyone know we were quarreling. We were never fighting or arguing in public.
The guests had already filled the side yard. My husband held my hand since I got out of the car. I was right. Everything was fine. He couldn’t be serious about divorcing me. I reached over and took his arm with my free hand.
“Blaze, Heather! Welcome!” greeted Mom kindly. She hugged and kissed our cheeks in turn. “Come on, sit down quickly! The party is about to start!”
“Okay, Mom.” I approached my father. “Happy birthday, Dad!” I hugged and kissed the middle-aged man on the cheek.
“Thank you, my princess.” He caressed my cheek gently, then turned to Blaze. “I’m glad you guys took the time to come.”
“We wouldn’t miss this event. Happy birthday,” Blaze said as he shook his father-in-law’s hand. He didn’t mention Dad, a change that didn’t escape my hearing.
After greeting Dad and Darcy, we took our seats. I looked around us in surprise. The event had already begun, but Darcy sat alone. I didn’t see Cullen come, sitting in the empty seat next to her.
Until the short celebration of Dad’s fiftieth birthday was over, her husband was not present. He was never absent from our family events. Darcy did not look anxious without him by her side either.
“Before we start feasting, there’s one more celebration we need to commemorate together,” Dad said. He turned to me and Blaze. “Congratulations on your first wedding anniversary!”
Everyone else joined in and raised their glasses. I was happy to see that. The employees at my shop forgot about my special day yesterday. So I thought my family did, too. It turned out that Dad remembered it and even made a remarkable time to celebrate.
I turned to Blaze, hoping he would kiss me. But he wasn’t looking at me. I looked in the direction he was staring and was surprised to find out who he was watching at with those loving eyes, the gaze he had given me a year ago.
My chest suddenly ached. I turned at my husband again, and I was not mistaken. He looked at Darcy as if no one else was nearby but my sister. Darcy didn’t hesitate to return his gaze when she thought no one was watching. No way.
“Darcy, where is your husband?” asked Mom, starting the conversation at our table. She looked around us. “Is he still out of the city?”
“He’s not coming, Mom,” Darcy replied, glancing at Blaze before looking at Dad. “I’m sorry if this news ruins Dad’s day. We were officially divorced yesterday.”
I stopped chewing at the shocking news. Dad and Mom were also suddenly silent, trying to digest the information they just heard. Only Blaze remained calm and cut the steak on his plate casually.
Oh my. Did Blaze file for divorce because he and Darcy...? I had never seen them talk alone or look more intimate than in-laws. But seeing the way they were exchanging glances right now, my chest felt like it was being torn apart. It hurt like hell.
“What happened?” Dad asked a moment later. He managed to speak calmly. “Did Cullen cheat on you? Did he hit you?”
“Is it about a child?” added Mom.
“No, it’s not. We decided to part ways amicably. Cullen was so busy with his project that we never had time to be together anymore. It’s the best way,” Darcy replied diplomatically. There was no disappointment, sadness, or anger in her voice.
I accidentally dropped the spoon when I was about to pick it up from the plate. My family didn’t care about my carelessness. Dad, Mom, Darcy, and even Blaze were busy with their thoughts. I sighed softly, then looked down to pick up the spoon from the grass.
A movement caught my attention, so I turned my head. I saw a foot wearing a high heel rubbing my husband’s foot. My hand instantly clenched into a fist, recognizing the owner of the foot and shoe. Outrageous! How could I have been blind all this time!?
“Excuse me, I’m going to the restroom,” I said as I put the napkin on the table.
I couldn’t take it anymore, so I needed to flee from that place for a while. I climbed the porch steps to the inside of the house. The servants were pacing back and forth, delivering snacks to the guests.
Once in the restroom, I approached the sink and placed my hands on the counter. I took a deep breath, trying to control my emotions. There was no way. Blaze couldn’t be cheating on me behind my back. He loved me so much.
The restroom door opened. I quickly straightened up, not wanting anyone else to see me in my beaten state. But inhaling the scent of her signature perfume and the way she walked from my peripheral, I recognized the woman who had just entered.
“I’ve warned you from the beginning. Don’t marry him, but you won’t listen.” She stood close to me and smiled with concern. “You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze.”
My whole body trembled at her words. “Have you no shame?” I asked in a quivering voice.
“Take a good look at yourself, Heather.” She looked at me in the mirror. “You can’t even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?”
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My eyes heated up at her insult. I held back my hand that used to touch my left cheek reflexively whenever someone mentioned the scar. I refused to be affected by people’s bad words about the condition of my face. “Blaze married me because he loved me. This wound was never a problem for him.” I defended myself. “You must have seduced him to fall for your trick.” In my entire life, I never dreamed there would be a man who fell in love with me. I even stopped expecting to marry a man who adored me. Little did I know that God was so good to me. He gave me a miracle named Blaze Knightley. I didn’t immediately believe all this was reality. His words of love, kisses, and hugs still felt like a dream. But his coming to our house and proposing to me in front of my parents dismissed all my doubts. Darcy cruelly told me to cancel our wedding at our big family dinner. Of course, I refused. I only had Blaze. He was a gift I would not waste, and I loved him dearly. She chuckled. “Love? Blaze n
“Good morning, Heather. I hope I didn’t surprise you by coming,” Cullen said as he sat back down. “We haven’t made small talk in a while.” I sat down on the couch in front of him. “What is it? As I recall, we don’t have any business cooperation.” He chuckled. “Is it because your sister and I are divorced that I can’t come as a friend?” “We’re not friends, Cullen,” I reminded him. “You’d rather hang out with a woman like Darcy than me, who doesn’t believe in myself.” I would never forget all those words he said that were demeaning to me, even though I had no malice towards him. I was getting along with him because he was my future brother-in-law. Yet he thought I was trying to snatch him away from Darcy. Who else poisoned his mind if not Darcy? He shouldn’t have just trusted my sister without asking for my side of the story. “I would like to make an offer of cooperation.” He sat back and looked at me seriously. “I know you and Blaze are getting divorced. They have betrayed us. Do
Blaze stood up from his work chair as the door closed behind me. He sat on one of the couches, so I sat across him, with a coffee table between us. Kyle placed a cup of tea and a plate of cookies on the desk and then excused himself. “What do you want so my father’s company returns to it was?” I asked without preamble. He tilted his head, then smiled faintly. “You seem to have misrecognized me, Sweet Pumpkin.” “Don’t call me by that name!” I snapped. “Why?” He smiled seductively. “That name suits you. You’re so nice to everyone that you don’t realize they’re just using you. Darcy praised your marriage when, behind your back, she was flirting with me. Your father and mother asked for so much money, but you were unsuspecting and gave them everything they asked for.” He leaned closer, resting his elbows on his knees. “You even came here and asked me to save your father’s company. Where is George? It was his company. He should be the one to have come and knelt to me.” I laughed in su
[Blaze] I saw her exit the taxi and enter the inn's lobby with her head held high. She was very good at masking her feelings by acting tough. I wouldn't have involved her in my grand plan if it wasn't for necessity. My phone vibrated for the umpteenth time, so I gave up and picked it up from the seat by my side. It was an incoming call from Darcy. There were tons of missed calls from her. I was about to turn off the gadget when it vibrated again, indicating an incoming message. I opened it and saw a picture of her in a very revealing evening gown. She smiled seductively at the camera. 'Come home and open your present. We need to celebrate our achievements today,' she typed. Our accomplishment. She did nothing but begging me to come back to her. How dare she say all my hard work was her achievement, too. What a strange woman. She wasn't at all sad to see the company she led go under. "Let's go home, James," I told my driver after turning off the phone. "To the apartment, sir?" he
[Heather] "Good morning, Miss Bailey," greeted the employee who passed me as I walked towards my office. "Good morning," I reply with a smile. I widened my smile as I passed the sales department. All the flowers were neatly arranged in their places, ready to meet their buyers. The employees on duty were also at their posts. The police had finally found the arsonist of my shop, the man I didn't expect. The fire was difficult to extinguish because the alarm was deliberately set off, so the water sprayers didn't work when the fire broke out. By the time firefighters arrived, the fire had already spread throughout the building. He did it after all the employees had gone home. The whole thing was just because he harbored anger since I refused to raise his salary. He was divorced, and his ex kept demanding money from him for their children. That was why he needed a lot of money. Unfortunately, until the court verdict, he claimed to be the sole perpetrator of the fire. I didn't believe
She pulled her hand away so roughly that she hit me with the back of her hand. Several people gasped, so I knew we had attracted the customer's attention in the dining room. I had to be careful that no one recognized us. "After interrupting our conversation, you dare to demand my time to talk to you?" She spoke with her eyes staring at me sharply. "I don't want to talk to someone who has no ethics like you. Bailey failed to educate his two daughters!" "Please, leave us alone," I said to Mrs. Madden. "O-okay." She quickly drank the contents of her cup, then picked up her bag and walked past me behind my back. "I'll see you later, ma'am." I patiently waited for her to sit down. Once she relented, I sat down in front of her. The waiter asked me for my order, so I mentioned a special package on the menu. I could have them pack it for me to take home later. "I know you're active in social activities, but you've never had direct contact with the people you help." I started the conversat
[Blaze] "I'm sorry, Mr. Knightley. We did our best, but he had chosen another candidate." Kyle gulped in fear, afraid of my response after hearing that bad news. "We lost meant we didn't do our best." I looked at him in the eyes. "It's the first defeat I have ever suffered since I started this company. Where did we do wrong?" He only bowed his head, looking at whatever was on my desk. Of course, he didn't know the answer because, besides me, he was also surprised by this final result. We'd been trying to get along with the target for over three months, doing everything we could to gain his sympathy, but we'd failed. I had been eyeing the company for so long to get a place in Las Vegas. After winning New York, that city was my next target. There were tons of people who visited the place every year. It was a perfect location for a hospitality business. I didn't have much budget to open a new building or buy an old hotel for sale, so I started by buying shares of the biggest hotel th
Time seemed to stop when I realized the woman's presence by my side was in danger. I shielded her as much as I could with my body so that neither the flames nor the car shards would hurt her. I should have realized sooner what that sound meant. We must have been out of range of the explosion. The atmosphere around us was suddenly as bright as daylight because of the explosion. The temperature around us was so hot that I didn't dare check the state of my backside. I hugged Heather, who got down on the pavement by my side. It wasn't long before there were shouts of people calling to put out the fire. Only then did I dare to turn my head and see several men running while carrying fire extinguishers. I puffed out when I saw every glass in the flower shop shattered. I hoped she insured the car and building. "Heather, are you okay?" I loosened my embrace and checked on her. From the looks of it, she wasn't hurt or exposed to the flames. I managed to protect her. But her body was shaking
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I stopped walking and watched their interaction from afar. We were just far enough away to hear their conversation. Blaze had never met Roger before. Since my modeling career, he had never accompanied me on a photo shoot or filming. "My wife can only appear in modest clothes. What is this photo? Why is her cleavage showing? Do you want people to get horny looking at it?" Blaze scolded. Oh my. He had my boss come to see him to talk about that? "Heather didn't mind. I discussed everything before executing her outfit." Roger defended himself. I nodded in agreement. "I told you to help her model not for this but to boost her confidence. If she has to show off her body, you better cancel your agent contract with her," Blaze threatened. What? So, Roger didn't approach me on his initiative? Roger was silent, so I used the opportunity to approach them. "Well, well, well. So, you were the one who told Roger to offer me a modeling contract." My boss turned his head, and his face turned pale
I could feel her watching me intently. I was wearing R&R's latest black dress and shoes loved by the public. To top it off, I was wearing a diamond necklace and bracelet that Blaze gave me. "No matter how perfectly dressed, an ugly person can't cover her flaws." She walked over and stood by my side. Sasha swiftly stood between us. "After Blaze changed his name, you did the same. Do you think bearing Harrington's name will make you one of them?" I took a tissue, dried my hands, then threw it into the rubbish bin. "Darcy, instead of intervening in my life, why don't you search where your parents are?" She furrowed her brow. "What do you mean? They're in their house." "Really? When was the last time you visited them?" She smirked. "You don't like hearing the truth. That's why you changed the topic. Right? Those who smile in front of you, don't trust them. You don't know, but they may mock you when you're not around." "Is that what you think of your friends?" I retorted. "I no longer
I took a deep breath as the car entered the car park of a luxury hotel. I thanked the bellboy, who opened the car door and waited for Sasha to stand beside me. The valet parking attendant parked the car.I told my name, and the receptionist handed me a special visitor card. A man escorted me to an executive elevator. I didn't have to worry about choosing a floor because he did it. Sasha and I waited for the doors to open on our destination floor.I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as the doors opened. With my chin up, I walked out and followed the lady who greeted me. The hotel was truly luxurious with its elegant interiors."Please come in, ma'am," she politely said as she opened the door for me."Thank you." I entered the room and was further amazed by the spacious and luxurious meeting room. It was far different from the simple meeting room in my store.The people in the room suddenly fell silent upon my arrival. I had deliberately arrived at the last second to avoid intera
[Blaze] I didn't care if people hurt me, but I wouldn't forgive them for daring to drag my wife into our problems. What that woman did was unforgivable. She sent people to shoot me when I was with Heather. I was surprised to find out who it was and relieved she gave me a fun new assignment. The peaceful situation was boring. I needed something to do on the side besides taking care of work and caring for my family. Unbeknownst to me, Reuben was also outraged at what that woman had done to his granddaughter. He encouraged me to retaliate by taking over all of Anderson's wealth. This man was truly more sadistic than me. I was happy to have his full support. "Clark is delighted with the DNA test results. I'm sure his wife and three daughters won't stay silent. If you need anything, just let me know. I'll give you everything you need to defeat them," Reuben said after our second meeting with my father. "Thank you, but I can handle it myself. I want that family to know I can face them w
Blaze wrapped his arms around my body, and we ducked as deep as we could in the back seat. James drove the car, not caring about the traffic lights. I closed my eyes in anticipation of us crashing into another vehicle. However, what I feared didn't happen. The car continued to move quickly, away from the shooting scene. My chest felt tight from the rapid beating of my heart. We had just passed through death. Who would want to hurt Blaze? Blaze loosened his embrace, but I didn't let him get away from me. I hugged him tightly. Not caring about the tears rolling down my cheeks, I pressed my face against his chest. I almost lost him had this car not been bulletproof. "Heather, everything is safe. My men are going to find out who the shooter is. Jericho managed to change the traffic light. That's why we can get away from that place," he consoled. What? Jericho could do that? Did that mean he hacked the traffic lights earlier? How could he have such a great crew? But we're not safe yet.
[Heather]I didn't expect him to announce our relationship in a press conference. I didn't ask for such a big thing. What I had in mind was him announcing it on his social media accounts. I didn't care if he posted a picture of us or not.But the surprise was very touching. My chest was so full of happiness that I couldn't explain it. The women who doubted our marriage would see and believe Blaze and I were serious about our marriage.I kissed him and let the reporters' cameras take as many pictures of us as they wanted. It would make a good photo on the front page of the news later. Unfortunately, he didn't smile like I expected him to. Was he just so in his sleep, not in his consciousness?I didn't want to be greedy, so I didn't let the cold relationship between me and Mom get me down. I enjoyed the event that Blaze had prepared as best I could. I chatted with Charity, Taylor, and Faye, then returned the greetings of every employee of my store and our house."Blaze still sleeping?"
"Mom," Gemma said as she turned to Renee. "I'm sleepy."Renee glanced at us before looking at her daughter. "Of course, dear. Come, let me take you to your room."They stood up and walked towards Gemma's bedroom. I turned to my wife sitting by my side. Her eyes were teary, and her lips were trembling. I held her hand that was on the table. She must have been devastated by Gemma's reaction."I'm fine," she mumbled. "She just needs time to digest the information.""She's just shocked. Thirty years is a very long time. She remembers you as a baby. Seeing you suddenly this big must have been shocking." Reuben gave her ID card back to Heather."What if Mom hates me?" she asked worriedly. "It's a good thing I changed my name to Knightley. If I still had Bailey's surname, she'd be mad.""Your mom won't be mad. Trust me." Reuben held Heather's free hand. "I'm her father, so I know her character. As for your name, we'll discuss it later. I won't allow Harrington to drop her name even if she's
[Blaze] Reuben Harrington was ruthless. There was no mistaking the nickname given to him by the media. With his power, all he had to do was call the right people, and he could get even the most confidential information. I just sat next to him, watching him in action. We had already strategized with his attorney about our charges on Bailey. He didn't give the couple any mercy. What I respected about his actions was he let the clueless Darcy go. Next, we discussed the right way to bring down the other family who had done so much harm to Heather. On that very day, he managed to trap the person he was after. The man was speechless when Reuben asked him to sell his shares. "Heather's birthday is over," I reminded him. "I missed thirty birthdays and Christmases. Isn't it time to pay down my debt from now on?" he said casually. I was stunned for a moment. Didn't I hear it wrong? Did he seriously want to give his granddaughter thirty birthday and thirty Christmas presents? How lucky my w