Today, Rayden was finally allowed to leave the hospital. As promised, Regis came to pick up his son and Amora.“Do you need help?” Regis asked Amora, who was busy packing her things.Amora shot him a sharp look. Her lips were pursed in annoyance. After all, she was burdened with the items Regis had bought for her.“You shouldn’t have bought all this stuff yesterday. You should have just left it at home,” she complained.Regis only smiled, carrying Rayden on his back.Seeing this, Amora immediately said, “Ray, get down. You’re a big boy now! Why do you want to be carried?”Rayden's cheerful face turned gloomy. But Regis quickly defended him, saying, “It’s not his fault. I wanted to do it. Besides, he hasn’t been carried like this before.”Amora knew Regis wanted to show his affection for their son. “Don’t spoil him too much. He’ll get used to it,” she replied.However, Regis ignored her comment. He continued to carry Rayden out of the room.Amora let out a long sigh.“Let me carry the t
“No need to feel burdened, Henry. I didn’t do it expecting thanks or an apology from you,” Amora said, noticing how difficult it was for Henry to accept the kind gesture she had just done.Henry let out a long sigh. “I know. I’m just surprised, Amora. But you really shouldn’t have done this. I’ll return the money. My mom would agree with me on this too,” he replied.Henry’s rejection deeply disappointed Amora. This was exactly why she hadn’t told Emma or Henry that she had already paid the hospital bill. But she hadn’t expected Henry to find out anyway.“Henry, maybe you don’t know me that well, but I’m sure your mom won’t return the money if she still considers me family,” Amora said, her smile growing with confidence.She knew Henry could afford to pay the hospital bill himself, but now Amora had a littl
"Have you never been taught that it's rude to doubt someone without knowing them first?"Regis’s deep, cold voice sent a chill down Amora's spine. She could sense the restrained anger in his tone, so she hurried to end the conversation. The last thing she wanted was a fight breaking out in front of her."Um, Henry... I don’t think you need to worry about this. I know him very well. We're old friends," Amora quickly interjected, stepping in front of Regis, who had taken a step forward."Old friends?" Henry mumbled, not intimidated by Regis's piercing, threatening glare.Amora gave an awkward smile. "Yes, old friends," she confirmed, tightening her grip on Regis’s arm and signaling him not to escalate things.However, Regis wasn’t backing down. Amora had no choice but to use her ace in the hole, sweetly speaking in a soft, affectionate tone, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Honey. Let’s go. Don’t you have another appointment?""Who said—"Regis began to protest, but Amora shot him a sharp lo
"Sorry for the trouble, Mark," Amora said to Regis's assistant, who had helped carry her and Rayden's luggage.They were standing on the front porch of Regis's penthouse. Mark had placed the bags in the middle of the room as Amora requested."No need to apologize, Ma'am. Is there anything else I can help you with?" Mark replied."I don't think so. Thank you, Mark," Amora responded sincerely."Well then, I'll take my leave," Mark said, preparing to go.Suddenly, Amora stopped him. "Would you like to come in for a drink, Mark?" she asked.Mark didn't answer right away. He glanced at Regis, who signaled him not to linger.Amora wasn’t trying to keep Mark around longer, but she felt awkward being alone with Regis. He was still acting cold toward her. During the trip, Regis had mostly talked to Rayden after their son woke up.Even when Amora tried to make conversation, he barely responded, making her feel like she had made a huge mistake, despite already apologizing.‘Ugh, so petty. How lo
The sound of Rayden's laughter filled the living room. Amora’s hazel eyes watched as Regis finally caught their son, who had been running around non-stop.Regis guided Rayden to sit on the sofa for a moment, then helped him grab a glass of water to quench his thirst and replaced his shoes with house slippers he had brought.Regis's small acts of care touched Amora. She thought he was acting like a dependable father, even though his sometimes indifferent behavior seemed like an effort to mask his emotions.When Regis turned around, he was once again faced with the woman who had stirred up his emotions today."Sorry, I didn’t mean to tease you earlier," Amora said, apologizing for her earlier behavior."No need to apologize. I know I pushed myself too hard trying to wear something that’s not really my style," Regis replied, maintaining his indifferent expression.‘Huh, he thinks he can freeze his heart by acting all cold like that,’ Amora muttered to herself, irritated by Regis's arrogan
“A million dollars? Does he expect me to buy out a supermarket?” Amora grumbled as she stepped into the elevator to go shopping.She looked at the classic black card in her hand with a mix of admiration and pride. She never thought she'd hold an elite card like this.“Hmph, does he think I don’t know how to spend money? Just wait and see,” Amora muttered, her eyes glinting sharply.She tucked the card into her pocket and exited the elevator when it reached the ground floor, deciding to walk since the supermarket wasn’t far from the building.However, as she passed through the lobby doors, her steps halted when a woman shot her a sharp look.“Amora? What are you doing here?” asked Lisa Taylor.As usual, Lisa wore an outfit that Amora found tacky. She was accompanied by her ever-praised husband, Johannes Brown.Lisa and her husband had intended to have dinner at the hotel’s restaurant and didn’t expect to run into Amora there. Lisa seized the moment to get back at Amora’s son, who had e
“Wow, it smells so good, Mom. I'm hungry!”Rayden exclaimed cheerfully as he caught the aroma of ground beef, Italian sauce, and vegan ricotta fresh out of the oven.He rushed away from playing with his father to join his mother, who was setting the freshly baked lasagna on the dining table.Just as Rayden was about to poke the sauce with his finger, Amora gently tapped his hand. “Go wash your hands first, Sweetie,” she reminded him.Rayden smiled brightly and hurried to the kitchen sink.As Amora placed the utensils on the table, she noticed Regis also reaching for the sauce on the lasagna.However, he quickly withdrew his hand when Amora shot him a look, then followed Rayden to wash his hands first.Not long after, the three of them were seated around the spacious rectangular dining table.Amora felt a bit out of place. It had been so long since she’d eaten in such a fancy room.Usually, she shared meals on their worn-out sofa with Rayden, where there was no distance between them. N
One eyebrow of Regis shot up. “Oh really? So there’s someone more annoying than me?” He teased, chuckling softly.Amora shot him a sharp look, making him stop laughing.“So, what’s bothering you about this person? Can’t you just relax like you do with me?” Regis reminded her.“She’s not just annoying, Regis. She’s really mean!” Amora replied, her emotions spilling over.Regis furrowed his brow, now even more curious about who she meant. “In that case, you should just make her regret it. What can’t you do right now, Amora?”Amora rolled her eyes. She knew she was above Lisa's status, but she didn’t know how to silence the woman’s arrogance.“What do you think I should do to make her stop bragging?” Amora asked, seeking his opinion.Regis paused for a moment before answering, “If it were me... I’d shoot her.”Amora let out a long sigh, slapping her forehead for asking such a silly question. “Regis, I think I asked the wrong person,” she replied regretfully.A small chuckle escaped Regis
Amora's thoughts raced as she scowled internally. 'What’s he planning now? He better not ask for something weird, 'she mused, her eyes narrowing at Regis suspiciously.The subtle shift in Regis's expression revealed everything. His irritation toward Albert gradually faded, replaced by an idea—he saw an opportunity to make Amora owe him.“Well?” Regis prompted again when his wife didn’t respond.“What kind of reward are you thinking of?” Amora probed, her lips pursed.“Would you really grant it if I told you?” Regis challenged, making her feel even more wary.Amora knew Regis was scheming. Yet, with Albert and the others' lives potentially in grave danger, she didn’t have the luxury to deliberate long. Her immediate instinct was to ensure their safety, even if it meant taking a risk.“Of course, as long as you fulfill my request,” Amora replied, keeping her tone steady.She trusted that Regis wouldn’t demand anything harmful or malicious—not after his heartfelt confession the night bef
"Where’s my husband, Mr. Carter?"Amora interrogated her husband's assistant, who stood stiffly in front of her. She was considering seeking out Regis to plead for forgiveness on behalf of Albert and the others.She would feel guilty if she didn't help them, especially since Albert had been incredibly helpful to her over the past few days."I’m sorry, Ma’am, I .…"Amora let out a sharp breath. Seeing Mark’s hesitation, she sensed that he was reluctant to reveal her husband's whereabouts."Never mind. Leave and wait for me in the lobby," Amora ordered firmly.Mark nodded and quickly left the room.After he was gone, Amora picked up her phone and searched for Regis’s contact. Without a second thought, she initiated a video call. It didn’t take long for him to answer.Regis’s face appeared on the screen. Amora had chosen video call to ensure she could see exactly where her husband was."Regis," Amora greeted nervously. This was their first video call. They usually communicated via text o
"So you told them?" Amora asked, probing."Of course not. Why would you want to get involved with people like that again?" Estelle chimed in."Smart. But I don't see any harm in using this opportunity to introduce our business to them, Estelle," Amora said, a sly grin spreading across her face as she shared an idea that suddenly popped into her head."Brilliant idea. Alright, then, let’s squeeze some money out of them," Estelle replied, laughing heartily.Amora could only shake her head. "But don’t tell them I'm Regis' wife. This is still top secret. I don’t want to deal with people like them," she reminded her friend."Relax. I’ll keep my lips sealed." Estelle mimed locking her mouth."Alright, if there’s nothing else to discuss, I’m going to have breakfast," Amora said, intending to end the call."Okay. But have you contacted Mr. Ritter? He was really worried last night. Poor guy," Estelle muttered, remembering his concerned expression."I’ll try to reach out to him later," Amora re
“Ma’am, you’re awake? I’ve come to pick you up.”Mark Carter stood at the door of Amora’s hotel room. As instructed by Regis, he was here to escort her.“My husband has already left?” Amora asked as she scanned the area around Mark.When she woke up earlier, Regis was nowhere to be found in the room.“Yes, Ma’am. The young master had some matters to attend to this morning. He asked me to come and check on you,” Mark explained, his head slightly bowed. He didn’t dare look her directly in the eyes or even glance at her.Amora’s appearance was quite disheveled; she had just woken up and was wearing a kimono-style towel provided by the hotel.Of course, she wasn’t trying to seduce anyone. She had simply taken off her dress last night, finding it too uncomfortable to sleep in.Her body was modestly wrapped in the kimono, but still, for a normal man like Mark, it was hard not to notice the beauty radiating from her.“Come in. I’m still having breakfast,” Amora said casually, walking back in
"I've already explained everything. I’m not involved! Don’t you get it? Get me out of here!"A middle-aged woman with heavy, smeared makeup leaned her face through the gap between the steel bars of the cell she was spending the night in. She had been yelling for over an hour, and her voice was now hoarse.Inside the dark and damp cell, she wasn’t alone. Sitting in one corner, hugging her knees tightly, was a young woman dressed in a once-elegant gown that now looked disheveled and dirty.The two women from vastly different generations were Julia Brown and Chelsea Harrison.Both had been detained at the local police station after undergoing separate interrogations for their crimes. The filthy, cramped cell with thick, dusty iron bars only added to Julia’s frustration.Standing by the bars, Julia shouted again, “I’m innocent! Don’t you know who I am?!”She couldn’t accept being treated this poorly by being thrown into a foul-smelling, filthy prison cell. The dim lighting in the tiny roo
"Ugh!"Amora struggled to keep up with Regis' increasingly passionate kiss. She felt completely overwhelmed as Regis greedily claimed her lips, leaving her no room to resist.Amora’s back was pressed tightly against the headboard as Regis’ hand moved to cradle the back of her head, deepening the kiss even further.Regis’s tongue was relentless the moment Amora parted her lips. The room was filled with the sounds of wet kisses and muffled moans.Amora’s thoughts were a whirlwind. She couldn’t even process what she was doing anymore, but one thing was clear—she was thoroughly enjoying the kiss.Seconds later, her chest tightened as her lungs screamed for air. She tapped Regis lightly on the chest, signaling him to stop. He finally pulled back, giving her a moment to catch her breath.Amora glared at him sharply, wiping her now-flushed lips with the back of her hand.Seeing her do this, Regis immediately leaned in and planted another quick kiss on her lips. Instinctively, Amora wiped the
Amora’s eyes darted nervously, her mind racing but completely blank. Every word she had planned to say vanished in the shock of the moment. She had no idea how to respond to the question Regis had just asked her.Truthfully, Amora didn’t even fully understand her own feelings. She wasn’t sure if she had broken her own vow never to fall in love again—a promise she had kept for the past seven years, haunted by fear and pain from her past.Her previous experience had left a deep scar on her heart. Yet, after spending nearly a month growing close to Regis, she found herself feeling an unexpected sense of comfort—a sensation she never thought she’d experience again.Still, Amora had repeatedly reminded herself not to make the same mistake twice. She had ingrained it in her mind: loving anyone meant opening herself up to disappointment.“Do I ... have feelings for him?” Amora wondered silently.Amora had considered the possibility that her feelings for Regis were nothing more than temporary
A nervous smile appeared on Amora’s lips as she tried to clear her mind, which had suddenly gone blank because of a strange question that popped into her thoughts.“I-I thought our relationship has always been mutually beneficial. What do you mean by saying you’re hurt? Aren’t we both grown-ups who can accept the risks of our actions? Do we really need to make a fuss over such a small accident?”Amora tried to keep an open mind. She still wasn’t sure if Regis had any special feelings for her.‘Have I not made my signals clear enough?’ Regis thought as he let out a weary sigh. He wasn’t sure if he was being too dense or if Amora was just too oblivious to pick up on the signs of love he’d been giving her all along.Suddenly, Regis placed his large hand on top of Amora’s head, ruffling her long hair playfully.“Regis, stop it! What’s wrong with you?” Amora complained, trying to fend off his hand, which seemed determined to turn her into his personal plaything.“You must be feeling better
Seeing his wife’s confused expression, Regis suppressed a smile.“Are you playing tricks on me?” Amora asked, narrowing her eyes sharply.“No,” Regis replied with a small shake of his head. Then he added, “But earlier, you were mumbling in your sleep and called me ‘Oddie.’”Amora’s jaw nearly dropped in shock. She immediately looked away, guilt written all over her face. Her reaction only fueled Regis’s suspicion.Clearing his throat, Regis continued, “And … you hugged me because you were cold.”Amora was stunned again. She couldn’t believe she had said and done such reckless things while unconscious.Regis then recounted what had happened two hours earlier. He had just finished his bath and was ready to sleep, choosing to lie down next to Amora.But as soon as he settled beside her, Amora started mumbling, “Oddie…”Regis’s brows furrowed instantly, his expression darkening as she uttered the name of some mysterious “man” in her sleep.“Damn it! Who the hell is Oddie?” he muttered ang