“The tumor in your brain is growing rapidly, and its location is quite problematic. The chances of a successful surgery are very low.“If you don’t undergo surgery, you may have less than a year left.” The doctor’s words echoed endlessly in her ears. Layla Xander stumbled out of the hospital in a daze. By the time she got into a cab, the medical report in her hand was already crumpled from her grip. Finally, it dawned on her. She needed to tell her fiancé, Sean Perry, about this. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she pulled out her phone and typed a message with great difficulty: “Sean, come home early. I have something to tell you.” Suddenly, a loud crash jolted the car, sending it shaking violently. The impact threw her forward, her head hitting the seat in front of her. Pain shot through her skull, and her vision went black for a moment. Chaotic noises erupted all around her. Before she could process what was happening, the car door was yanked open, and
An hour later, Sean stormed in, his voice sharp and accusatory. “Layla, what nonsense are you pulling now?” His gaze quickly landed on her head, and he froze for a moment. “You’re hurt?” “Yeah.” Layla looked at Sean, her expression calm and detached. “I was in a rear-end collision yesterday and ended up in the hospital.” Guilt flickered in Sean’s eyes for a brief second before he quickly sat down beside her. “Was it serious? Is that what you wanted to talk to me about yesterday?” “Just a minor injury.” Without a word, Layla shifted slightly away from him and spoke slowly. “I’m serious about breaking off the engagement. And about the company shares—I want my portion back.” Outsiders might not know, but Sean was well aware. The Perry family had never thought much of him, a mere illegitimate child. His entrepreneurial success over the years was largely thanks to Layla’s initial funding and behind-the-scenes support. To help him project the image of a capable and
The engagement banquet went ahead as planned. Since Mr. Perry Sr. was particularly fond of Layla, the event was lavishly organized, with many prominent families and close friends in attendance. The banquet hall was brimming with glittering jewels, cheerful laughter, and a vibrant atmosphere. Sean stood at the entrance, greeting guests with a polite smile, though his heart was restless with worry. Time was ticking, and Layla still hadn’t arrived. Mr. Perry Sr. approached with a stern expression. “Did you get into another fight with Layla?” Sean quickly denied it. “No, Grandpa, don’t jump to conclusions.” “It better be true,” Mr. Perry Sr. snapped, shooting him a glare. “Layla is the granddaughter-in-law I’ve chosen. If anything goes wrong with today’s engagement banquet, you might as well not come back to the Perry family!” “Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems.” As they were speaking, Mr. Perry Sr. suddenly lit up with a smile. “Layla!” Sean followed h
“I can’t believe it! She’s actually the bride-to-be at this engagement banquet!” Carter stared at the stage in disbelief, his eyes shining with excitement. “She’s incredible! The Perry family threw this grand event, and she just destroyed it like it was nothing!“Uncle William, we really came to the right event today!” Lost in his excitement, Carter didn’t notice that William’s gaze was fixed intently on Layla. Beneath the shadows of the lights, an unreadable depth stirred in his dark eyes, emotions surging quietly but intensely. On stage, Sean strode quickly toward Layla, an awkward smile plastered across his face. He forcefully pulled her into his arm. “Apologies, everyone. Layla was just joking around, trying to liven up the atmosphere,” he said with a strained grin. “Isn’t that right, Layla?” The words were practically forced through his teeth, dripping with menace. Layla remained expressionless as her voice rang out, loud and firm. “I’m not joking.” The cr
As soon as Layla stepped out, Carter dashed over, excitement written all over his face. He stopped in front of her and blurted, “Wow, you’re way too bold! With all those people in there, you didn’t spare a shred of dignity for the Perry or Xander families!”He added, grinning, “Honestly, you should’ve slapped those two cheaters right across their faces!” “And who are you?” Layla asked, a little speechless at how overly familiar this gossip-loving young man was. “I’m… uh…” Carter scratched his head awkwardly. “I was the one driving the car that rear-ended your taxi a week ago.” “Oh…” Layla responded lazily, clearly not interested in pursuing the matter. “You—” “Carter,” William called out.Hearing the warning tone in William’s voice, Carter immediately shut up, though his eyes still sparkled with admiration as he looked at Layla. Having grown up surrounded by the fake politeness and scheming of the upper class, Carter found Layla’s fearless attitude fascinating. And
“Just doing the right thing,” Carter chimed in from the driver’s seat, casually inserting himself into the conversation. “I recognized you the moment I saw you. Uncle William heard me out and decided to help. That’s just how he is—he can’t stand owing anyone.“Am I right, Uncle William?” Carter asked.William remained silent. Taking his uncle’s silence as confirmation, Carter raised an eyebrow smugly. “They say blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand. I’ve seen it firsthand today. Sis, you might’ve been rear-ended by us, but I’d say your good fortune is just getting started!” “And now you’re acting like it’s a good thing you drive recklessly?” William’s deep voice cut in, sharp and disapproving. Carter chuckled sheepishly. “I was just trying to cheer her up. After everything she’s been through, her mood must be awful, right?” “I’m fine,” Layla said with a faint smile. “And you’re not wrong.” Blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand. She had fallen ill, but in d
“Xena is your sister, and I’m her future brother-in-law. Is it wrong for me to take care of her?” Sean’s gaze moved past Layla, landing on William. “And what about you and Mr. Lucas? What’s your relationship? Why is he helping you?” Following Sean’s line of sight, Layla saw William approaching. Dressed sharply in a tailored suit, he walked with an aura so commanding it felt as though the world bowed at his feet under the golden sunlight. Sean’s question seemed aimed at both of them. Ignoring Sean’s hostility, William strode directly to Layla’s side. “Miss Xander, is there anything I can help you with?” Layla snapped out of her thoughts. “Mr. Lucas, why are you…” “After the accident, I’ve been thinking about your injury. I won’t feel at ease until I know you’ve fully recovered,” William said, handing her a bag of breakfast. “Carter asked me to bring this to you.” Accident? Sean’s expression shifted as he recalled Layla mentioning the rear-end collision when she firs
In just one week, Layla had received all kinds of deliveries, and without exception, every single one ended up in the trash. Today’s delivery was right on schedule: a large bouquet of vibrant yellow roses in full bloom. The delivery guy struggled to carry it to her door, sweating profusely. “Hi, your delivery is here.” Before he could finish, the door opened. Layla glanced briefly at the card’s signature. “Could you please throw it in the trash downstairs?” “What?” The delivery guy was stunned. “But these flowers are beautiful.” “They take up too much space.” Layla smiled politely before closing the door. She used to treasure the two bouquets she would receive every year—one for her birthday and one for her anniversary. She would carefully dry them and save them as keepsakes. But now, with flowers arriving daily, even a single glance made her feel like she was about to develop a pollen allergy. If nothing else, this ordeal had taught her something new. Sean a
Mr. Perry Sr. sat at the head of the table, with William and his eldest son, Wilfred Perry, seated on separate sofas beside him.Meanwhile, the two younger men—Sean and Felix Perry—were left standing.Sean was an illegitimate child, whereas Felix was the rightful firstborn. The two had been at odds since childhood, constantly competing in the shadows. Felix wasn’t as sharp as Sean, but he had received far more paternal affection. Over the years, Wilfred had taken him under his wing, guiding him in expanding the family's overseas business and personally grooming him for the future. Now that both had grown into capable men, their ambitions for the heir position were no longer hidden. Tonight, as soon as William arrived, he brought up one of Felix’s overseas projects—one that had helped strengthen business ties between the Lucas and Perry families. His words were full of praise, subtly painting Felix as a talented and promising young man. Mr. Perry Sr., delighted by the flat
“Sis, how can you think like that? You’re not going to die, you hear me? We’ll spend the New Year together—not just this year, but next year, and for many, many more years to come…” By the time Carter finished speaking, two silent tears had already slipped down his face. He quickly wiped them away with the back of his hand, then grumbled, “I don’t care what you say. Without my permission, you’re not allowed to die.” Layla chuckled. “Oh? And what, are you the Grim Reaper now?” “You’re still laughing!” Carter huffed, pretending to be angry. “It’s all because of your nonsense. Stop saying such ridiculous things!” “I think it sounds kind of romantic, though…” “Romantic, my ass!” Carter didn’t even bother arguing. He just peeled an orange and stuffed two slices straight into her mouth. “Eat more, talk less. Fill your head with good thoughts instead of all this death nonsense. As long as my uncle is around, you’re not going anywhere.” Layla chewed the orange, but it t
Layla was lost in thought, so much so that she didn’t even notice William standing at her bedroom door for quite some time. “What are you thinking about?” The sudden voice startled her. She sat up in a hurry, looking toward him. “When did you get here?” “I’ve been here for a while.” William walked over to the hospital bed and casually asked, “What did Kiera want from you?” “She seems to think Sean still has feelings for me, so she came asking me to put in a good word for her. She wants me to tell him to move on so they can get engaged smoothly.” Layla let out a mocking laugh. “Miss Jenkins is certainly… naïve. Imagine asking your boyfriend’s ex to help you win him over. Honestly, it’s a miracle I didn’t slap Sean when I saw him. “She wants me to play matchmaker? I was this close to telling her I’d rather curse Sean to never know love and die alone.“Besides, I don’t even think he still has feelings for me.” Layla paused, lost in thought for a moment. “It’s just
Kiera looked at Layla, her eyes shining as if she could see her past self reflected in her. “Now that I finally have a chance to be with him, I don’t want to give up. I believe he’s still the same boy I remember. Deep down, he’s not a bad person.” For a moment, Layla was almost convinced. Back then, Sean had indeed been dazzling—full of ambition and charm. She had once clung to that same illusion, hopelessly devoted to him. Until the day she finally woke up and realized that the man Sean had become was nothing special. A filter was just a filter—it was bound to crack one day. Some people were better left in memories. “Have you ever heard of the suspension bridge effect?” Layla suddenly thought of the psychological theory and blurted out the question. “Huh?” Kiera looked confused. “The suspension bridge effect is when someone in a tense or dangerous situation mistakes their heightened emotions for attraction to a person nearby,” Layla explained seriously. “Bas
“Go ahead and set your things down. Whatever you have to say, take a seat and say it.” Layla gestured for Kiera to sit, hoping to steer the conversation away from unwanted questions. For some reason, that question just now had made her heart beat a little faster. She had always thought her relationship with William was straightforward, yet the moment it was brought up, a strange sense of unease crept in. Thankfully, Kiera didn’t seem too eager to pry. After placing the gift bag on the table, she took a seat in a separate armchair. Her gaze landed on Layla’s knitted beanie, and a hint of pity flashed in her eyes. “Miss Xander, you’re so young. It’s just not fair that you have to go through this.” Layla chuckled lightly. “The world’s too crowded for luck to keep tabs on everyone. A few getting overlooked is just how it goes.”Seeing her still in the mood to joke, Kiera relaxed a little. “Don’t overthink things. Just focus on getting better.” “At this stage, it’s the
Layla answered each of Mr. Perry Sr.'s questions, casually mentioning that her father had already declared their ties severed and that she no longer had anything to do with the Xander family. Mr. Perry Sr. let out a pleased chuckle. “They were never worthy of being your family. From now on, you don’t need to waste another second worrying about them.“I wasn’t planning to invite them to my birthday celebration anyway.” He smoothly shifted the conversation. “But you must come.” Layla hesitated. “I don’t think I can make it. My chemo starts in a couple of days. I can’t leave the hospital.” “This…” Mr. Perry Sr. sounded genuinely disappointed. “That’s such a shame…” After a brief pause, he forced a lighthearted laugh. “No worries! Once you recover, you can come to my birthday party every year.” Then, his voice softened with a rare seriousness. “Layla, you have to get better.” She could hear the sincerity in his words—the deep, unspoken concern behind them. Not want
Fighting back the nausea, Layla forced herself to take a closer look at the body, carefully confirming the suspect’s identity.Once the police had recorded her statement, they dismissed her, telling her to go home and wait for further updates.Back at the hospital, Layla ran right into Xena, who was getting discharged. The Xander family crowded around her, fussing over her like attendants catering to a queen.The image was so ridiculous that Layla almost burst out laughing.“Layla Xander! You actually have the nerve to show up here?” Shane was the first to spot her, immediately stepping in front of Xena like a human shield. “What now? Trying to throw more dirt on Xena?“Didn’t you swear up and down that you had evidence? And now? Nothing. Just baseless accusations. Do you think the law bends to your will?” Layla shot him a look—one reserved for the truly dim-witted. “You’ve been here for days, and you still haven’t gotten your head checked? What a waste of a hospital stay
“We live in a lawful society.” Chris sighed, shaking his head. “No matter how powerful William is, even he can’t just take lives like they’re nothing.” “But…” Shane swallowed hard. “That guy is really dead.” “Enough.” Mrs. Xander finally snapped, unable to listen any longer. “Stop talking about death. It’s giving me chills.” Her gaze fell on Xena, eyes brimming with concern. “No matter what happens, we have to protect you. We can’t let you suffer any more harm. If Layla—” She caught herself, remembering how heartlessly Layla had severed ties with them. Her expression turned cold. “If Layla dares to slander you again, I’ll be the first to make her pay!” “Mom…” Xena’s eyes shimmered with emotion as she reached for her mother’s hand. “As long as you all believe in me, I don’t care what anyone else says.” “That’s your problem, Xena! You’re too soft. That’s why Layla walks all over you!” Shane huffed, his frustration evident. Xena shook her head, placing a gentle
“I…” Xena bit her lip, fear creeping into her voice. “I thought everything was going smoothly. I didn’t expect to fall into their trap. You have to help me.” “Layla is already as good as dead.” The man’s voice was low and cold. “All you had to do was wait. She’ll be gone soon enough. And you couldn’t even manage that? Pathetic.” Xena scrambled to explain. “I know I was too impatient! But help me this once, and I promise—I’ll listen to you from now on. I’ll do whatever you say.” Silence. Xena’s heart pounded in her chest, her grip tightening around the phone. If he refused, she had no one else left to turn to. Then, finally, he spoke. “He’s already taken care of.” The man's voice was low and chilling, like something straight out of hell.“Don't ever make me clean up your mess again. You're a damn nuisance.”The call ended abruptly.Xena clutched her phone, frozen for a moment before realization sank in. Then, her lips curled into a slow, triumphant smile.Relief