… The lights in the elevator were restored after a while as the elevator doors began to open.Wayne had regained half of his senses as he stood up while straightening his suit. He wiped the sweat off his forehead before walking out of the elevator. Fear was written on the repairman's face as Wayne stepped out of the elevator. The repair man greeted Wayne, "Goo-d day Mr Frenado," he couldn't help but stutter under Wayne's gloomy gaze. He was informed earlier to fix an elevator at the company but he didn't take it seriously, not until he realised that it was the CEO's private elevator. It was certain that he was going to lose his job. He knew how hard he worked to become the head of repairs at the Frenado corporation. Who would have thought that a simple act of negligence would cost him so much? Wayne didn't say a word as he walked away with uneven steps. Kaylar looked at the repair man with the same expression as Wayne. She couldn't forget the fear that gripped her inside the elevat
"Uncle Zhu, this is my wife Kaylar," Wayne introduced Kaylar. Wife? when did the young master get married and to who?Uncle Zhu did a double take and looked at the figure that stood beside Wayne, his mouth was left hanging as he stared at Kaylar. Wasn't she the eldest master secretary? He asked himself. He would never guess that the young master and his secretary had something going on between the both of them. He was really surprised. Kaylar sensed uncles Zhu's shock so she decided to greet first, "Good evening Uncle Zhu" Kaylar greeted him with a smile. "Eldest Madam" Uncle Zhu gave her a deep bow. "Let's enter the car baby." Wayne gently wrapped his hand around her waist, his action was filled with affection as he pulled her into the car.Kaylar was dumbstruck as she looked at the hand that was placed on her waist. 'What's up with his change of attitude?' She inwardly asked as she looked around to see if she didn't notice someone's presence.Inside the car, Wayne abruptly rele
Wayne and Kaylar had a quiet dinner. After that they exchanged a few words before heading to their rooms to retire for the night. ...Inside Kaylar's room. Kaylar was speaking to her mom over the phone."Mom, I promise I'm fine. He's nice to me, it's not as bad as I thought it would be." "I hope you're saying the truth because if I catch wind of something wrong, I'll take you away from his place" Her mom warned."Yes, mom you can do what ever you please" Kaylar laughed it off, hoping her mom would change the conversation. She hasn't fully digested the fact that she got married.Kaylar couldn't bear to make her mom worry. She spoke to her mom for a while before ending the call. Kaylar sighed deeply, her mom had called to inform her that she had received the news of her marriage from Wayne's grandparents. She called to ask Kaylar if she was sure about her decision to marry Wayne.She looked towards Wayne's room before switching off the bedside lamp. … Towards the southern plain of
"You'll follow me to the meeting," Wayne stated and waited for a reply from Kaylar. There was no reply so he asked, "Do you have an objection to that?" This time his gaze landed on her face. 'Like I have a choice' Kaylar inwardly rolled her eyes. "No, I'm fine with the arrangement" Kaylar forced out a smile. "May I take my leave?" Asked Kaylar. "Yeah, get back to work" Wayne dismissed her and began to read a file on his desk. Kaylar's six-inch stiletto heel clicked on the tiled floor as she left the office. Later that day.Kaylar walked into Wayne's office with a pile of paperwork. "Here are the files you need to sign, There are reports and requests from the HR department, I suggest you read through them before signing" She continued with an even tone. "Okay, let me have it" Wayne stretched his hand towards the file. After handing the file over to him Kaylar left his office. … The day went by in a flash and it was evening. It was closing hour at the Frenado corporation. Way
Kaylar's alcohol tolerance was low and she knew she wouldn't last long. Wayne sat there watching the ordeal as Mr Bernard behaved like a deprived lunatic as he filled Kaylar's cup non stop. On the other side Natasha was making advances towards Wayne but to no avail. Wayne wore an irritated look as he threw a sharp glare at Natasha. Natasha felt goosebumps on her skin when she met Wayne's cold glare, he looked scary. "Excuse me, I'll be in the restroom" Kaylar stood up and she managed to speak clearly. She couldn't take it when Mr Bernard started laying his filthy hands on her. She left the room rather slowly to maintain her balance. Wayne's gaze followed her till she left the room. … At the front desk. "Excuse me" Kaylar leaned her body against the desk, she was completely drunk but she tried to remain composed. "Good evening miss" the worker at the front desk greeted. "I need a designated driver, here is my address" Kaylar scrambled the address of Wayne's mansion on piece
Kaylar woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. 'Oh goodness' she exclaimed as she reached out to the side table in search of her phone. She couldn't find her phone then she decided to slightly open her eyes. She scanned the room before covering her face with the duvet. 'What am I doing in his room?' Kaylar was confused. She planned on giving Wayne an earful but ended up in his bed. With that thought Kaylar lifted the duvet off her body just to find herself dressed in an oversized shirt. Kaylar was furious as she thought of the possible thing that transpired between herself and Wayne last night. "You're awake?" Wayne walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He just returned from his daily gym session a few minutes ago. His toned muscles were on full display. "What do you think?" Kaylar replied as she got off the bed with an apoplectic expression. She then stood in front of Wayne while maintaining some distance. "What did you do to me last
… "I have a question, please answer sincerely" Kaylar voiced out. "Did anything happen between us last night?" Kaylar couldn't get that question out of her mind, she didn't feel anything different in her body but who knows? So she asked to be sure. "Nothing happened. After scolding me you puked everywhere so I had to clean you up" Wayne answered with a shrug. He was definitely attracted to Kaylar physically. At the end of the day, he was still a perfectly healthy man. Who could resist the charm of a charming lady like Kaylar? *Sigh* Kaylar was glad, she would not have known how to face Wayne if they really did something. "My grandparents want us to visit during the weekend," Wayne informed Kaylar as he looked outside the window. His gaze was filled with uncertainty and guilt. His grandparents had high hopes for his marriage. Wouldn't they be disheartened when they find out the truth about his marriage? Kaylar remained silent. She was also nervous the weekend was the day af
Kaylar couldn't help but blush at Grandma Yu's endless praises. "Grandma, your skin is also fair and you look young, I would have mistaken you for his aunt" Kaylar flattered the old lady as she felt more relaxed. Grandma Yu was clearly flattered. "Wayne look at your wife she has a sweet mouth unlike yours" Grandma Lou teased Wayne endlessly. She liked her granddaughter-in-law, and she was compatible with her grandson both in appearance and family background. Although their personalities were contrasting they would have a beautiful marriage. Seeing how much Grandma Lou liked Kaylar, Wayne smiled to himself. "Since grandma likes her granddaughter-in-law so much, shouldn't you give her a welcome gift?" "You brat, how will I forget that" Grandma Yu glared at him with a tender smile. "Butler Su, go bring the gift I prepared for Kaylar" Grandma Yu ordered. She prepared the gift a long time ago. Before the gift arrived Grandma Yu started chatting with Kaylar. "Ever since young, Way
Wayne left Jason's room, his mind in turmoil. The weight of his mother’s venomous words lingered, but he forced himself to focus on the present. As he stepped into the hallway, he called out to the police officers. “Get Meghan out of there,” he ordered, his voice cold and detached. Without waiting for a response, he made his way back to Kaylar’s room. Inside the ward, it was quiet, almost eerily so. Kaylar lay peacefully in her bed, her breathing steady, though her face still showed signs of the ordeal she had endured. Wayne’s mother-in-law was seated beside her, but Wayne could see the exhaustion in her eyes. “You should go home and rest,” Wayne told her gently. She looked at him with a mix of concern and understanding before nodding. “Call me if anything changes,” she said softly before gathering her things and leaving the room. Now it was just Wayne, Kaylar, and Chad, who had just entered the room. Wayne could feel the chaos in his mind, the events of the day overwhelming hi
The hours dragged on in the quiet, sterile corridors of the hospital. Wayne paced back and forth, his mind heavy with worry for Kaylar. When the doors of the emergency room finally swung open, and she was rolled out, Wayne’s heart lurched in his chest. He immediately stood up, his body tensed with anxiety. Kaylar was pale, her eyes closed, and tubes were attached to her, but she was alive. That was all that mattered. Wayne followed the gurney as it was rolled into her ward. He stayed by her side, holding her hand, his eyes never leaving her face. She looked so fragile lying there, a stark contrast to the fierce, determined woman he knew and loved. But as much as he wanted to stay, Chad’s voice interrupted his thoughts. “Wayne,” Chad said softly as he entered the room, his face grim. “Jason’s just been rolled out of the emergency room.”Wayne felt a wave of conflicted emotions wash over him. He glanced back at Kaylar, her mother now sitting beside her, watching over her with the same
Before she could protest, Wayne dashed out of the building, his footsteps echoing through the empty corridors as he chased after Jason. The night was cool, the air thick with tension as Wayne sprinted into the darkness, his heart pounding with a mixture of adrenaline and fear. He knew this was the endgame—Jason had to be stopped, no matter the cost.Jason, injured and desperate, limped ahead, the pain in his leg slowing him down. He glanced back, seeing Wayne closing in, and gritted his teeth. He had always prided himself on staying one step ahead, but now he was cornered, his escape routes dwindling. As he stumbled into a nearby alleyway, he knew he had to make a final stand.Wayne burst into the alley just as Jason turned to face him, a gun clutched in his hand. There was no hesitation in Jason’s eyes now—only a cold resolve. Wayne barely had time to react as Jason fired. The bullet grazed Wayne’s shoulder, but he didn’t falter. He fired back, the shot hitting Jason squarely in the
Kaylar was dragged through the crumbling hallways of the abandoned building, her heels clicking against the dusty concrete. The men holding her were rough, their grip like iron clamps on her arms. She forced herself to stay calm, knowing that the internal tracking device embedded in her skin was still operational. Wayne would come. He had to.Jason’s men shoved her into a large, dimly lit room at the heart of the building. The walls were lined with rusted pipes and broken windows, allowing beams of moonlight to pierce through the darkness. The place reeked of decay, a fitting backdrop for whatever twisted plan Jason had in mind.Jason followed them in, his footsteps echoing ominously as he approached her. His eyes glinted with malicious intent as he looked down at her, bound and vulnerable. “You’re surprisingly calm, Kaylar,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips. “I suppose you’re still holding on to hope that your precious Wayne will come to your rescue.”Kaylar met his gaze, refusi
Kaylar stood at the edge of the deserted parking lot, her breath visible in the cool evening air. The location Jason had chosen was far from the city—a quiet, industrial area that seemed abandoned. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving only the faint glow of streetlights to cut through the gathering darkness. She checked her watch: 6:10 PM. Her nerves were frayed, but she kept her expression calm, glancing around for any sign of movement. Chad and Wayne were positioned nearby, monitoring her every move through the tracking device and earpiece she had concealed. She whispered into the earpiece, "Everything looks quiet... too quiet."Wayne’s voice crackled in her ear, “Stay alert. If anything seems off, we’re pulling you out.”Kaylar nodded slightly, trying to steady her racing heart. The air was thick with anticipation as she waited, every minute feeling like an eternity. Suddenly, the distant rumble of an engine reached her ears, and she turned to see a car approaching from t
The city was bathed in the golden hues of the late afternoon sun, its bustling streets unaware of the turmoil brewing behind the scenes. In a sleek, high-rise office, Jason sat behind his desk, his demeanour as cold and calculating as ever. His mind was focused, not on immediate confrontation, but on a strategy that would create chaos without direct conflict. Jason’s office was immaculate, a testament to his obsessive need for control. The room was filled with the soft hum of air conditioning and the occasional click of his keyboard as he worked on his laptop. A sinister smile played at the corners of his mouth as he prepared for the next phase of his plan. He was interrupted by a knock at the door. One of his trusted operatives entered, carrying a stack of documents. Jason looked up, his eyes narrowing with interest. “Everything is set, sir,” the operative said, placing the documents on the desk. Jason’s gaze flickered over the papers, his smile widening. “Excellent. Let’s proceed
The following days at Wayne and Kaylar’s home were filled with a delicate balance of normalcy and tension. The welcome-back dinner had been a success, and the joy of Wayne's return had infused their lives with a renewed sense of hope. Yet, beneath the surface, unspoken worries lingered.Wayne had begun to reintegrate into his daily routine, though his role in the company was still on hold. Kaylar continued to manage everything, her resolve unwavering despite the challenges. Chad's confession hung heavily in her mind, an unresolved issue that gnawed at her even as she tried to focus on her family and their new beginning.One bright morning, Kaylar found herself in the living room, her gaze drifting to the family photographs on the wall. Each frame told a story of happier times—Wayne and her smiling at various events, their
But instead of answering, Jason’s hand shot up, gripping the back of her head with a force that made her gasp. He yanked her hair back, causing her to cry out in pain, the playful atmosphere shattered in an instant."Jason! What the hell has gotten into you?" Asherly screamed, struggling against his hold. "Let me go! You’re hurting me!"Jason’s expression remained cold, his eyes void of the lustful affection he usually displayed towards her. "You think this is a game, don’t you?" he hissed, pulling her hair harder, eliciting another cry of pain. "You think you can keep playing around while everything falls apart?""Let me go, you’re sick!" Asherly shouted, clawing at his hand, but Jason only tightened his grip."Let you go?" Jason echoed mockingly. "Fine." Without warning, he stood up, still holding her by the hair, and flung her across the room with a merciless force. Asherly’s body hit the ground hard, skidding to a stop near the wall. She lay there for a moment, dazed, before looki
Wayne’s heart swelled with emotion as Kaylin began to explore his face with her hands, her fingers tracing his features with the careful curiosity of a child. She touched his nose, his lips, his eyes, all the while staring at him as if committing every detail to memory. Wayne looked up at Kaylar, his eyes filled with wonder and a hint of confusion. Kaylar just smiled, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "She’s figuring you out," she said with a soft laugh. "Kaylin, it’s dada. Say dada.""Dada," Kaylin echoed, her voice small and uncertain but filled with an unmistakable warmth.Wayne’s throat tightened as he choked back tears. He had missed so much of her life, and yet here she was, in his arms, accepting him without hesitation. "I’m back, Kaylin," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "Dada’s back."He lifted her gently into his arms, holding her close as he rained kisses on her chubby little hands. The softness of her skin, the sweet scent of her baby lotion—it was all so over