"So, my wifey is jealous, after all," Charles said, feeling quite pleased."Don't worry, dear. It's rare to see you jealous like this. I'll make sure this matter is handled perfectly and give you a proper explanation!"As Charles spoke, he noticed a car following closely behind him. No matter how fast he drove, the car stayed on his tail, seemingly unbothered about being detected.Charles sped up, and the car behind matched his pace.Charles squinted as he listened to Noelle's laughter on the other end of the call. He narrowed his eyes further and said, "Nelly, don't follow me. Turn at the next intersection and head toward Wenford Road.""Why?" Noelle asked, sensing something was wrong but unsure what it was exactly. She looked ahead, but Charles' car was already out of her sight."Charlie, where are you? What's going on? Answer me!" Noelle shouted, panic creeping into her voice. "Charlie!""I'm fine, Nelly. Please just do as I say. Turn at the next intersection and call Steven
Peter had already tapped into the other side's communication signal, and his expression grew serious. "Charles, where's Noelle now?""She's on Wenford Road. I'm not sure if she has contacted Steven yet," Charles replied, his expression darkening. "When they were chasing me, no car was following Nelly. She should be—""No, I just intercepted information from their conversation. They've set up an ambush on your route home."Given how meticulously they've planned this, they probably know everything about your life, including your marriage…""Damn it. Nelly!" Charles' expression turned grim. "Peter, send Sean and Steven to find Nelly!""Don't worry, Sean's already on his way to you. I'll call Steven now!"Meanwhile, after Charles cut the call, Noelle tried to call him back, but his line was constantly busy.Frustrated, she suddenly noticed a car tailing her closely, speeding straight toward her with no sign of slowing down.Noelle floored the gas pedal and made a sharp turn, quickl
The screech of tires against the pavement echoed loudly on the deserted road, sounding particularly jarring in the silence of the night.Noelle slammed on the gas, speeding forward until she was sure the car behind her would not catch up. She finally pulled over, but she was still shaken. She glanced back to see that the car tailing her was now almost completely wrecked.The car that had crashed into it seemed relatively unharmed and was positioned on top of the other vehicle.Before long, Noelle saw someone step out of the undamaged car. The man, who was wearing a long black coat, lifted one of his long legs and kicked a man who was scrambling out of the wrecked car. It sent him sprawling onto the ground.Noelle barely registered the man's movements as she watched two men who had tried to escape now get pinned on the road.Her eyes widened, and she stared at Steven in stunned silence as her mind went blank.She recalled what Sean had said—that even if Charles and Peter teamed up
"But..." Noelle wanted to say something more but stopped when she saw the cold expression on Steven's face.She swallowed hard, staring at the two lifeless bodies on the ground. At that moment, she suddenly felt how fragile life could be.Just moments ago, they were relentlessly chasing her, and now, they were gone from this world.It was not that Noelle was trying to be overly compassionate. Even though she had seen dramatic scenes in TV shows and novels, those were all fictional.She had never witnessed something like this in real life. Now that it was happening right in front of her, it was impossible not to be scared.Noelle fixed her gaze on Steven, struggling to comprehend his detached demeanor, especially his calmness in this situation.Steven narrowed his eyes when he noticed Noelle's expression. He realized he must have frightened her and hesitated briefly. "I'm sorry. Did I scare you?"Noelle nodded, then quickly shook her head. "Steven, I know you did it to save me, a
"Alright, but Charlie..." Noelle started."Peter and Sean are already on their way. Can you relax now?" Steven reassured her.Noelle nodded. "Okay, I'll go back with you first."After Steven and Noelle left, another team quickly arrived, efficiently clearing Wenford Road. The two bodies were also taken away for processing.…Meanwhile, Charles drove all the way to the outskirts before stopping in front of an abandoned factory. He turned off the engine and rolled down the window, his slender fingers holding an unlit cigarette. He played with a lighter, flicking it on and off. He watched as two men and a woman stepped out of their vehicle.They were armed and slowly advancing toward him.Charles squinted, still fiddling with his lighter. Only when the leader got closer did Charles swiftly open the car door and jump out.The three assassins barely registered Charles' movements. As they tried to react, Charles tossed the lighter toward them.In one swift move, Charles kicked the
"Names!" Charles snapped impatiently. "I don't have time to waste on you!"While the female assassin was momentarily distracted, Charles leaped over the car roof. Even though her reflexes were sharp, she was no match for Charles' speed.He swiftly disarmed her and removed the magazine from her gun. Before she could utter a word, he slashed her throat with a military knife.The assassin's eyes widened in shock. She clutched her neck, pointing a trembling finger at Charles. "Y-You..." she stammered, disbelief etched across her face.She could not fathom how he moved so quickly or how he disarmed and defeated her before she even had a chance to react.Charles straightened up, glancing at the blood-stained coat he was wearing. He shrugged it off and held it in his hand. Looking down at the lifeless assassin with cold detachment, he said, "I've never had patience for people who waste my time."In fact, he had no interest in finding out who had ordered the hit on him."Come out," he
Noelle had been scared out of her wits for quite some time, but with Steven right there, she stayed composed until they got to his place. Once Eloise ushered her into the guest room to relax, Noelle crumpled to the floor, shaking a bit.Eloise walked in to find Noelle on the ground and rushed to help her up. "Noelle, are you okay?" she asked, worried. "You look pretty pale. Are you sick, or did you get hurt? Should I call a doctor?""No, that's not necessary," Noelle said quickly, grabbing Eloise's hand. "I'm okay. I’m just really tired. Please don't tell Steven. I don't need a doctor!" After making sure they were safe, Noelle managed a weak smile. "El, could I borrow some clothes from you? I really need a shower!"Noelle was a mess, and she could not shake off the memory of how Steven had heartlessly let two people die without batting an eye."Sure. I'll grab something for you, but my clothes might not be your style!" Eloise said with a quick look at Noelle. "The bathroom's right
"Silly girl," Charles said with a gentle tease, flicking Noelle's nose affectionately. "Look at me. I'm totally fine. There’s not a scratch on me."He gently stroked her cheek, trying to ease her worries. "Don't worry. I knew I'd be okay. That's why I had to draw them away by myself.""But…”Noelle still felt uneasy. She still hated the thought of losing him. She would rather face any danger by his side, even if it meant their end could come at any moment. "I can't bear the thought of facing danger without you again."Charles let out a heavy sigh and pulled Noelle into a tight hug. They flopped down onto the bed, gazing into each other's eyes. "I messed up this time. I promise I won't leave you behind again, okay?""Okay!" Noelle spun around and clung to Charles, pressing her face into the warmth of his chest.With one arm wrapped around her, Charles used his other hand to gently soothe Noelle's back. "You got a bit scared today, huh?"The memory of the blood-soaked scene flashe
"Your mom is a homewrecker, a vixen who destroys other people's families.""You're the daughter of a mistress. My mom says you're an illegitimate child!""We don't want to play with you! My mom says no one wants you because you're just a bastard!""Go away! We don't want to play with someone as dirty as you!"…"Mommy, Mommy, why don't you want me?"Liliana felt so cold.It was her first winter in Brookville after coming from the misty waters of Jacksonville, and the chill seeped deep into her bones.The Hoffman residence was enormous, yet Liliana still felt cold—not just from the weather but from the people. Their gazes were cold and indifferent. Even at school, the way those elite students looked at her was filled with mockery.She was only five when her mother brought her to this bustling metropolis, leading her straight to this grand yet icy mansion.The people here were dressed elegantly, so dazzling that it was impossible to look away. However, when they looked at her a
Even though she loved him deeply now, Noelle still felt as if a part of her memory was missing. It seemed unfair to Charles.Charles simply smiled, lowering his head to place a gentle kiss on the corner of her lips."Alright. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you." He agreed, his tone warm and unwavering. "But before that, I think we have something more important to do.""What is it?" Noelle looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with a misty glow that made Charles' heart ripple."Our wedding night, of course, Mrs. Hoffman."Noelle's face turned bright red in an instant. "But… we're in a hotel, not Phoenix Tree Residence!""It doesn't matter where we are. As long as I have you, that's all that matters."Tonight, every word Charles spoke was as if dipped in honey, making Noelle's heart race. She stole a shy glance at him. "But… my brother and the others are still outside—""Forget about them."Without another word, Charles scooped her up and carried her straight to the bed, b
"Charlie, I forgot about you. Tell me the truth—are you angry?"Charles sighed. "No, how could I ever be angry with you?"He reached out and gently tucked a strand of Noelle's hair behind her ear. Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, he let out a soft chuckle. "Even if you never remember me for the rest of your life, I still wouldn't be angry.""Really?"Charles nodded.Noelle hesitated for a moment, then mustered the courage to look straight at him. "Charlie… if—just hypothetically—if things between me and Xavier had never gone wrong… If Winter never came between us and I was still with Xavier… What would you have done? Would you have just watched me get engaged to him? Marry him? And then—"Before she could finish, Charles pressed a finger against her lips, silencing her.Noelle blinked and saw that his gaze had deepened. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist."No. That would never happen," he said firmly. The very thought of her with someone else, marrying someone else
The moment Noelle finished speaking, the world seemed to fall silent.Charles' lips curved into a faint smile, his eyes glinting with amusement. Yet if one looked closely, there was a serious intensity in his gaze as he fixed it on Noelle. "Hmm? What did my wife just say?"Noelle shot him a sharp glare. "I don't care. Whatever it is, you're not allowed to read it. Give it back!"She pouted, her expression just as serious and determined.Charles raised an eyebrow, surprised by how adamant she was.Though curiosity tugged at him, he would not force her if she felt so strongly about it. "Alright, I won't read it."Hearing this, Noelle exhaled in relief and reached out her hand. "Then give it back."Charles' eyes glimmered with amusement. "I promise I won't read it now, but I'll wait for the day you show it to me yourself."After saying that, he placed the diary into Noelle's hand. Instead of letting her go, however, he pulled her into an embrace as if he wanted to merge her into h
So, that was why the name felt so familiar—because Noelle had known Charles since she was a child.No wonder, the first time she met him, his gaze had seemed to pierce right through her as if he were looking for someone else. Had he been looking at her all along?Noelle reached up and touched her own face, realization washing over her. The memories she had lost all this time… They were about Charles?Her emotions swelled uncontrollably. Moving carefully, she knelt before him, her gaze fixed intently on his face. She compared his features to the descriptions she had recorded in her diary.With a trembling hand, she reached out, stopping just shy of touching his cheek.She simply watched him, quietly, taking in his features. They were so similar to the ones she had once described in her diary. A sudden chuckle escaped her lips.Even though she still could not recall the details of how they had met, she could tell from her own words just how much she must have liked him back then. O
Noelle smiled softly. "It's nothing. He probably just drank too much."Tania handed her a cup. "Here's some honey water. Let my brother drink some later."She paused for a moment before adding, "Don't worry about Ice and Glitter. Peter and I will take care of them.""Thank you, Tania." Noelle had indeed been worrying about the babies.The adults could stay up celebrating, but Connor and Nora were only two months old. They needed rest."It's nothing," Tania reassured her. "This is such a big day for you two. Don't worry, we'll take good care of the kids. Most of the guests have already left, and Grandpa and the others have gone home too."Noelle nodded. "What about you?""Peter and I will take Bran home soon, but we'll stop by Phoenix Tree Residence first to check on the babies.""Alright.""Just stay here and rest for now. Sean and the others are still partying pretty hard. I doubt they'll be leaving anytime soon."After Tania left, Noelle tested the temperature of the honey
This wedding was nothing short of spectacular. Every moment was meticulously recorded by a dedicated team, with cameras set up throughout the venue to capture every detail of the ceremony from all angles.Charles and Noelle barely had a moment to rest as they moved from table to table, toasting guests with endless glasses of wine. The atmosphere remained lively and joyous deep into the night. It was not until the early hours of the morning that Noelle finally helped Charles to a private lounge on the second floor of the hotel.Though many had stepped in to shield them from excessive drinking, there was no avoiding the celebratory nature of the occasion. The alcohol had inevitably taken its toll. After settling Charles onto the couch, Noelle fetched some honey water and a warm towel before returning to his side.Charles lay slightly on his side, propping his chin up with one hand. Noelle sat beside him and handed him the towel, but he did not reach for it.Sighing, she called soft
Sean clicked his tongue, shaking his head in amusement. "Charles, your body is here, but your heart is clearly somewhere else."Then, as if making an even bigger discovery, he gestured toward a spot not far away. "Oh, I say, Charles, this is a real crisis. See that?"With the enthusiasm of someone who thrived on drama, Sean pointed at Noelle and Grant. "I don't know, man. That guy doesn't look like he's here with good intentions."Charles raised an eyebrow, his gaze darkening as it settled on Noelle and Grant. He gripped his glass a little tighter, but his eyes refused to move away from them. Still, his words were dismissive. "He's just another big brother-in-law. That's all.""Yeah, right. Just admit it—he's a strong rival."The second Sean finished speaking, he felt an icy stare pierce through him. Charles' glare was sharp enough to cut. "Hmm? What did you just say?""Nothing!" Sean swallowed hard, instantly backtracking. Dear god, a jealous man was terrifying!"You think he's
Grant's eyes carried too many emotions—too many things unspoken. Noelle could not fully understand, but she could sense that there was something significant behind his words.The diary in her hands had to hold something important that was possibly related to the past she had forgotten. Perhaps they were the lost pieces of her memory that she had always assumed were not crucial.She had assumed so because otherwise, she would have recalled them after all these years. Besides, they had not seemed to affect her life in any meaningful way.Over time, she had gradually let go of the idea of remembering.Yet now, with Grant handing her this diary, an unsettling feeling crept over her as if she had forgotten something incredibly important—something she could not afford to lose.Holding the diary tightly, Noelle felt a strange mix of emotions that she could not quite describe.She hesitated before murmuring, "Thank you."In the end, she did not ask Grant where he had gotten the diary. I