At the Perry family estate, Sean instinctively adjusted his shirt collar as he walked through the door, trying to hide the marks left from the previous night. His thoughts lingered on Xena, who was still at the villa. Before leaving, he had promised her he would return early to take her back home. Without wasting time, he got straight to the point. “Grandpa, what did you need? If it’s about Layla again, there’s no point in discussing it. Between her and me…” A teacup came flying toward him. Sean startled and dodged instinctively. The cup shattered on the floor behind him, pieces scattering everywhere. With that kind of force, it would have left him with a bleeding head if it had hit.Frowning, Sean spoke up, “Grandpa, I’m your actual grandson. Layla hasn’t even married into the family yet—she’s still an outsider. Why do you always take her side over mine?” “Shut your mouth!” Mr. Perry Sr. was furious, not sparing Sean a glance despite the visible injuries on his f
“Q” was an extraordinarily powerful international organization that catered exclusively to the upper echelons of society. As long as the money was right, there was no task they couldn’t accomplish. Within its ranks was a world-renowned medical genius, known for their miraculous ability to save lives and heal the seemingly incurable. However, the individual had an eccentric personality and only took on cases based on their mood. If money couldn’t fix it, getting it done became nearly impossible.Thinking about this, Levi sighed. “I’ll keep an eye on it for you, but your priority right now should be convincing Miss Xander to start chemotherapy as soon as possible.” William was silent for a moment before responding, “Understood.” After hanging up, William finally noticed the commotion downstairs. It was Carter, yelling as usual. He stood up, made his way downstairs, and followed the noise to the kitchen, where he saw Carter buzzing around Layla like an excited monkey. L
Carter stood by the entryway, watching the surveillance monitor, his expression darkening. He turned to Layla and asked, “Sis, it’s Sean, that scumbag ex of yours. Want me to go out and chase him off?” Hearing this, Layla paused briefly, utensils frozen in her hand. She hadn’t expected Sean to show up so quickly. William frowned, his voice low and steady. “I can have security take care of it.” Layla shook her head. “I’m already imposing on you by staying here. Let me handle this myself.” With that, she set her utensils down, stood up, and walked toward the door. Carter started to follow her, but Layla raised a hand to stop him. Seeing her insist on facing Sean alone, Carter reluctantly stayed behind, his eyes fixed on her retreating figure. Outside the wrought-iron gate, Sean dropped to his knees the moment he saw Layla approach. Without hesitation, he began slapping himself across the face. “Layla, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” Overcome with emotion, Sean kept slap
“Even though Uncle William rarely plays the good guy, isn’t this level of concern a bit over the top?” Carter wondered.…By evening, Layla woke up. The first thing she saw was an unfamiliar face, which startled her. “Who are you?” “Allow me to introduce myself,” the man said with a polite smile. “I’m Levi, William’s friend and his family doctor.” He handed Layla a business card. “I also work at St. North Hospital. If you ever need help, feel free to reach out to me.” Layla didn’t take the card. Instead, she responded softly, “I don’t need it.” “There’s no need to avoid medical care, Miss Xander,” Levi said as he placed the card on the bedside table. “Life is precious—every day counts. You’re still young. Don’t give up so easily.” Layla froze. “How do you know?” “I’ve seen your medical report,” Levi said matter-of-factly. Before Layla could react, Carter burst into the room, scratching his head and looking guilty. “Sis, about the car accident… when you were un
Xena froze in shock as Sean lunged at her, grabbing at her dress like a madman, muttering over and over, “This belongs to Layla… it’s Layla’s…” “Sean!” Panicked, Xena tried to hold down his hands, but it was no use. With a loud ripping sound, the dress tore apart. Sean wasn’t done. He grabbed the straps, clearly intent on stripping her completely. Terrified, Xena burst into tears. “Sean, what’s wrong with you? It’s me—Xena!” She had hoped her voice would snap him out of it, but Sean’s expression darkened instead. He suddenly struck her across the face. Caught off guard, Xena stumbled and fell to the floor, clutching her cheek in disbelief. “What… what’s gotten into you?” He had been perfectly fine when he left that morning. Why was he acting like a completely different person now? “It’s all because of you…” Sean pointed at Xena, his bloodshot eyes burning with rage. “If it weren’t for you, Layla and I wouldn’t have split up! She wouldn’t hate me so much th
“I want chicken ravioli soup.”Sean’s lips were pale, and one hand pressed against his stomach. Mrs. Lincoln immediately recognized the symptoms of his recurring stomach problems.“Mr. Perry, I can’t make that,” Mrs. Lincoln replied, her tone indifferent, still holding onto her resentment. “The flavor you like was something Miss Xander poured her heart into. Even the ravioli filling was carefully chosen by her.“To be honest, I could never match her level of thoughtfulness.”She did what she was paid to do—nothing more, nothing less. At her age, Mrs. Lincoln wasn’t about to go the extra mile without a good reason. She didn’t feel the need to explain herself. Just looking at Sean annoyed her, so she turned away and headed outside to busy herself in the yard. Sean sat there, staring blankly at the untouched breakfast on the table. Memories of the meals Layla had lovingly prepared for him flashed through his mind, and before he realized it, his vision blurred with tears.…At
Autumn had arrived, bringing cooler weather with it.Layla curled up on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the trees by the lake sway gently in the breeze, their falling leaves fluttering like delicate butterflies.After a rare few days of peace and quiet, she felt noticeably more rejuvenated.A knock at the door drew her attention. Turning her head, she offered a soft smile. “Mr. Lucas, not working today?”“It’s the weekend.” William walked over and handed her a cup of hot latte. “I just made this. Try it.” “Thank you.” Layla took the cup, cradling it in both hands. The warmth brought a sense of comfort and contentment. William didn’t leave immediately but stood there quietly, watching her. Although they had been living under the same roof for a while, this was their first time alone together. William stood tall before her, his usual formal suit replaced with a casual khaki outfit that added a relaxed air to his otherwise polished demeanor. The
A sharp glint appeared in William’s eyes. “Are you planning to take her from me by force? You’d better think carefully about whether the Xander family has what it takes to challenge me.” Hearing the threat in his words, Mr. Xander’s heart sank. Layla refused to leave, and William wouldn’t let her go—this was a deadlock. “Layla…” Tears welled up in Xena’s eyes as she knelt on the ground. “I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. Please don’t be mad at Mom and Dad anymore, okay?” Shane immediately stepped forward to pull her up. “What are you doing? Get up!” “Xena, stop begging her,” Mrs. Xander said, her voice thick with disappointment as she turned to Layla. “If I had known back then that this is the kind of daughter I’d give birth to after fighting to keep the pregnancy, I should’ve let her die.” Those words were like a knife stabbing into Layla’s heart. Even though she had mentally prepared herself for this fallout, the pain was still suffocating. Nothing was more
Following Layla’s request, William had the police called in. By the time officers arrived, he had already prepared all the necessary documents—medical reports, evidence, and statements. Levi, Layla’s attending physician, had also shown up early to assist with the investigation. Watching everything unfold so smoothly and efficiently, Layla felt a quiet shock ripple through her. “So, while I was unconscious, William had already planned for this,” she silently remarked. Her gaze shifted toward him, a flicker of gratitude rising in her chest. With the officers' assistance, Layla gave a detailed description of the driver. Moments later, the police produced a sketch. The lifelike face on the white paper startled her. It was exactly him. Xena only stole a brief glance before subtly furrowing her brows. A perfect match. Layla’s memory was annoyingly sharp. Once she nodded in confirmation, the officers carefully put the sketch away. “We’ll do everything
Mrs. Xander rushed forward anxiously. “Xena, are you okay? Did they hurt you?” Xena shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “I was just scared… I don’t even know what I did wrong…” Mr. Xander’s expression darkened as he turned to William.“Mr. Lucas, you’ve already found Layla. Can we take Xena home now?”“Don’t you all want to know what she’s done?”Layla forced herself to sit up, her body still weak.Without a word, William reached out to steady her, his grip firm but natural.Then, he lowered his voice just enough for her to hear.“Say whatever you want—I’ve got your back.”Layla froze for a moment, instinctively glancing at him.A warmth spread through her chest, and her confidence grew.Before she could speak, Xena abruptly cut in, panic flickering across her face.“Layla, you begged me to let you go! And I was the one who told Mr. Lucas where to find you!“What are you trying to say now? Are you blaming me for setting you free? Did I force you to run
At the hospital, Layla slowly opened her eyes, momentarily disoriented by the stark white walls.For a moment, it felt like a dream—like she couldn't tell what was real anymore.“Where… am I?” Her voice was hoarse and scratchy. “You’re awake?” William’s hand instantly gripped hers, his voice urgent. “Do you feel any discomfort?” “I…” Layla instinctively tried to move—only to suck in a sharp breath of pain. “Ahh—” “Don’t move.” William gently pressed her down, his voice soft yet firm. “You have two fractured bones and a stab wound in your abdomen. You need complete rest.” Layla’s brows furrowed slightly as she murmured, “So it wasn’t a dream. Xena really tried to kill me.” William didn’t catch her words. “What?” Before she could answer, a chaotic commotion erupted outside. The door was pushed open, and a group of people forced their way into the room despite the guards’ attempts to stop them. Sean rushed straight to her bedside, his face fu
For a brief moment, Xena truly thought she was going to die at William’s hands. But just as she was on the verge of suffocation, he let go. She gasped for air, chest rising and falling violently. The sharp, metallic taste of blood spread in her throat—it hurt to even breathe. “If anything happens to her, you’ll die with her.” His words weren’t a threat. They were a cold, emotionless statement of fact. Xena’s terror spiked. She knew he meant it. No! Layla couldn’t die! Desperate, Xena blurted out, “Mr. Lucas, I don’t know where she was heading, but I saw which direction she went!” William’s piercing gaze locked onto her. “Show me.” *The night was eerily silent as an old van rumbled along a narrow, uneven road, surrounded by towering, two-meter-high wild grass. Inside the van, Layla stirred awake, her head no longer throbbing as violently. The sedative Xena had injected into her had dulled the pain but now, clarity set in. She remained still
Mr. Xander led the family upstairs. But when they reached the room, they found it completely empty. He froze. “No… no way…” Stunned, Mr. Xander turned sharply to Xena, grabbing her by the arm. “Weren’t you watching her? Where is she?” Xena trembled, her voice barely above a whisper. She didn’t even dare to meet William’s gaze.“I… I let her go…” “What?!” Mr. Xander’s eyes widened in fury. “How could you let her go?!” “Dad…” Xena’s eyes filled with tears. “She kept begging me to let her leave when she woke up. I couldn’t bear it.” “You—” Enraged, Mr. Xander shoved Xena toward Mrs. Xander, then turned to William. “Mr. Lucas, as you can see, Layla is already gone.” But William’s eyes never left Xena. “You’re coming with me.” Xena’s face drained of color. “Mr. Lucas, she really left! If you go back now, she’s probably already waiting for you at Luxe Villa…” William didn’t respond. Beside him, Mike immediately stepped forward and dragged Xena aw
“Layla, why are you making things so difficult for yourself? You’re sick. You should’ve just behaved, but instead, you decided to rebel.“If you had just stepped aside and let me have Sean, then quietly died in bed, none of this would’ve happened. At least you would’ve lived a little longer.” Her lips curled into a smirk. “But now? You brought this on yourself.” Xena let out a soft laugh, as if enjoying a private joke. “Once you’re dead, I’ll marry Sean with my child in tow. The entire Xander family will rely on me to keep their status afloat.” Her voice dropped into a whisper. “It won’t be long before they forget they ever had a daughter named Layla.” She clicked her tongue in mock pity. “You really are hard to kill, though. Surviving those two lowlifes and still making it back here? I have to admit, I didn’t see that coming.” Layla gritted her teeth, her fingers digging into the edge of the bed, desperately trying to maintain her composure. Her voice was hoar
Chris hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. “Layla, I’ll get your medicine—but you’re not leaving this house.” Since yesterday, William’s men had been searching everywhere for Layla. If he went straight to Levi, it would be like walking into a trap. He needed to find another way. Layla didn’t know what was going through his mind. The only thing she heard was “medicine”, and that alone was enough to make her exhale in relief. “You can have the medicine.” Mr. Xander’s voice cut through the room, his expression unreadable. There was a flicker of concern in his eyes, but his tone remained firm.“But you have to agree to two conditions. First, you cut all ties with William. Second, you go to Mr. Perry Sr. and plead on Xena’s behalf so she can keep her child.” His gaze darkened. “If you don’t agree, you won’t be getting any medicine today.” Mrs. Xander’s face paled. “Honey, you can’t do this! Layla is in so much pain—just let her take the medicine first. Whatever
Over the next few days, Chris needed to get through to Layla and convince her to stay.As long as she was willing to stay, William wouldn’t be able to just take her away by force. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. Besides, Layla is my sister. It’s only natural that I brought her back.” Chris’s voice grew more resolute. “Even if William shows up at our door, he has no right to take her, and I’m not afraid of him.” After reassuring his anxious friend, Chris ended the call. Just then, Xena approached, concern evident in her eyes. “Is William giving you trouble?” Chris turned around and smiled gently. “No, you don’t have to worry.” But Xena still looked uneasy. “If anything happens, don’t carry the burden alone. Bringing Layla home was a decision we all made. We’ll face it together.” Hearing her speak so sensibly, Chris couldn’t help but compare her to Layla. One was considerate and understanding, while the other acted as if the whole family owed her something. The
Thirty minutes later, William strode into the banquet hall, his presence carrying a chilling weight. Without hesitation, he headed straight for the stage and, in one swift motion, snatched the violin from the musician’s hands. The music came to an abrupt stop. Laughter and chatter died down as all eyes turned toward the stage. A murmur of shock rippled through the crowd as they recognized him.What was the infamous William Lucas doing here?“Apologies for the interruption,” William said, his deep voice cutting through the silence. “I’m looking for someone. Has anyone seen Miss Layla Xander?” The moment his words fell, whispers erupted from the guests below. “Layla Xander? The Xander family's daughter? She’s here?” “Look at him—he seems desperate to find her. What’s going on?” *Scarlett rushed onto the stage, barely squeezing through the sea of murmurs. Her expression was laced with frustration. “William, what the hell are you doing? Are you trying to make