Amora tossed and turned repeatedly on the bed. Even though her eyes were closed, she was still wide awake with unease. Finally, she got up and switched on the bedside lamp.She glanced briefly to her side. Regis still hadn’t come into the room, even though it was getting late—already half past ten.“Is he not sleeping here tonight?” Amora wondered to herself.Sometimes Regis didn’t sleep in their room, choosing instead to work late and rest in his study.Sitting on the edge of her bed, Amora looked visibly exhausted, yet her earlier conversation with Rayden still lingered in her mind.Worry over Rayden’s anger weighed heavily on her, making it impossible to fall asleep that night.“I hope Ray can understand that no one thinks he’s worthless,” Amora thought, reflecting for a moment. Then, she prayed silently, asking for her son’s heart and mind to be open to the truth, forgiving both her and Regis.After praying, Amora sighed deeply. Her throat felt dry, so she reached for the glass of
"Why are you stammering like that, Amora? That's strange," Regis said, narrowing his eyes as he studied his wife, who seemed oddly hesitant in front of him."Are you feeling sick?" he asked, placing a hand on Amora’s forehead again."No fever," Regis muttered after sensing her temperature was normal.Amora gently pushed his hand away. "I’m not running a fever," she replied.Her eyes darted to the floor that Regis had just cleaned. "Sorry for troubling you," Amora murmured softly."You don’t need to apologize, Amora. It’s just a small matter. Besides, isn’t it okay for a husband to help his wife?" Regis responded casually.Amora smiled faintly and nodded. "I felt a little dizzy earlier and accidentally dropped the glass. Thank you for helping me clean up," she said gratefully.Regis walked around the sofabed and sat beside her. "Are you still dizzy now?" he asked with concern evident in his eyes."A little. My stomach also feels a bit crampy," Amora admitted, her face slightly pale."H
“Amora.” Regis’s voice softly reached Amora’s ears.Amora slowly opened her eyes. Even though her vision was blurry, she could make out Regis standing there with several shopping bags in his hands.“Did you go shopping?” Amora asked in a hoarse voice.“I went to get you some pads and pain relievers from the pharmacy nearby,” Regis replied, placing the bags beside the bed.Amora was stunned. Was this man a divine answer to her prayers?Just a moment ago, she had thought Regis might not want to be near her because of her period. But here he was, quietly taking care of everything she needed.Tears welled up in Amora’s eyes again. She was deeply moved by her husband’s kindness and thoughtfulness.“Amora? Are you in a lot of pain?” Regis asked, mistaking her tears for discomfort.Amora didn’t respond, just nodded slightly.“Do you want to put on a pad first? After that, you can take the pain reliever and get some rest,” Regis suggested.Amora nodded again and got up from the bed with Regis
"Congratulations on your upcoming wedding, Amora! Your fiancé is the dream man for many women. You're truly lucky!"A broad smile curled on Amora Lysander's lips as her best friend, Chelsea Harrison, congratulated her. There was no denying the joy blooming in her heart, as her moment of happiness was just around the corner.In one week, Amora would become the wife of Chris Walden. A year ago, she met her future husband at an annual event for the Lysander company. She fell in love with him, and fortunately, her feelings were reciprocated. Their relationship was blessed by both families.Amora was attending her bachelorette party, organized by her college friends. The party was held in an exclusive, private lounge at a luxurious five-star hotel.The sound of pounding music and singing enlivened the small party in the room. Two young women, already drunk, were dancing on the table, while two others were busy cheering and clapping.Amora Lysander shook her head slightly and laughed at the
"Wh-What?"Amora's forehead furrowed. She couldn't quickly digest his words due to the influence of the alcohol she had consumed, but one thing she knew for certain was that this man would kill her if she didn't obey his words.Before Amora could respond, the man had already pulled her out of the room. To preserve her life and escape this bizarre situation, Amora could only surrender herself to follow the killer's demands.They hurried down the hotel corridor. Faintly, Amora heard several people chasing them from behind. More precisely, they were chasing the killer!'What on earth is this?' Amora screamed in her mind, her face astonished.Despite her head still feeling hazy from the alcohol, she could sense the danger surrounding her. In an instant, fear filled her mind.However, Amora could feel the reassuring strength flowing from the hand that gripped hers tightly, belonging to the man walking in front of her.'What is this strange feeling?' she wondered. Amora's heart raced faster
Amora swallowed hard. Her eyes widened as she saw the muscular back of a stranger lying beside her. Her gaze turned to horror as she noticed the terrifying dragon head tattoo on the person's back.‘What happened to me? Wasn't I with Chelsea and the others last night? How did I end up here?’Amora’s hazel eyes blinked repeatedly, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. She was utterly shocked to find herself naked under a thin blanket.She tried to get up quickly, but an intense pain between her legs stopped her in her tracks.Her head throbbed painfully. She clutched the sides of her head, trying to piece together her memories. Laughter, congratulations, and the sound of her friends’ voices echoed in her mind, followed by images of her drinking continuously.Amora realized she had gotten drunk. Her eyes widened as flashes of the passionate night she spent with the man beside her played rapidly in her head. Instantaneously, she turned to look at him.“I ... with him….”Amora quickly covered
"You're still not going to talk, huh?"An old man's booming voice echoed through the Lysander family's living room. Amora was kneeling on the floor, her head bowed low.Amora stared at the feet of the old man standing before her, holding a cane. He was Charlie Lysander, her grandfather.Slap!Suddenly, a harsh slap from the old man landed on Amora's cheek. The force of the slap knocked her to the floor.Amora's eyes widened in shock. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she clutched her burning cheek. She hadn't expected her grandfather to slap her for her silence."Enough, Charlie! Do you have to hit her like this?"An elderly woman in a wheelchair quickly interrupted Charlie as he prepared to slap Amora again. The woman was Gilda Orlena, Amora's grandmother, and Charlie's wife.Slowly, Charlie lowered his hand and snorted in frustration."A slap isn't enough for her!" He snapped.Charlie’s face was furious. He was enraged by the foolish thing his granddaughter had done the night before
“Seems like everything is over,” Amora thought, slumping weakly.She tried to stifle her sobs by biting her lip hard. The decision just made by the head of the Walden family had left Amora in shock.All she could do was silently mourn Kelvin Walden's words. Tears streamed down her cheeks once more.Even though Kelvin had made his decision, Amora’s grandfather still tried to persuade him. Charlie couldn’t accept the decision just like that.“Mr. Walden, let’s discuss this further. I know you and Mrs. Walden are very angry about this. I’m humiliated as well. However, we have already dispatched the invitations. How can we cancel it just like that?” Charlie Lysander pleaded.As an elder, it was embarrassing for Charlie to bow his head to someone younger. However, he had no other choice because canceling the wedding would damage the family’s reputation.Charlie, on the other hand, didn't want to lose a 'gold mine' like the Walden family. He had once thought of expanding his business by est
“Amora.” Regis’s voice softly reached Amora’s ears.Amora slowly opened her eyes. Even though her vision was blurry, she could make out Regis standing there with several shopping bags in his hands.“Did you go shopping?” Amora asked in a hoarse voice.“I went to get you some pads and pain relievers from the pharmacy nearby,” Regis replied, placing the bags beside the bed.Amora was stunned. Was this man a divine answer to her prayers?Just a moment ago, she had thought Regis might not want to be near her because of her period. But here he was, quietly taking care of everything she needed.Tears welled up in Amora’s eyes again. She was deeply moved by her husband’s kindness and thoughtfulness.“Amora? Are you in a lot of pain?” Regis asked, mistaking her tears for discomfort.Amora didn’t respond, just nodded slightly.“Do you want to put on a pad first? After that, you can take the pain reliever and get some rest,” Regis suggested.Amora nodded again and got up from the bed with Regis
"Why are you stammering like that, Amora? That's strange," Regis said, narrowing his eyes as he studied his wife, who seemed oddly hesitant in front of him."Are you feeling sick?" he asked, placing a hand on Amora’s forehead again."No fever," Regis muttered after sensing her temperature was normal.Amora gently pushed his hand away. "I’m not running a fever," she replied.Her eyes darted to the floor that Regis had just cleaned. "Sorry for troubling you," Amora murmured softly."You don’t need to apologize, Amora. It’s just a small matter. Besides, isn’t it okay for a husband to help his wife?" Regis responded casually.Amora smiled faintly and nodded. "I felt a little dizzy earlier and accidentally dropped the glass. Thank you for helping me clean up," she said gratefully.Regis walked around the sofabed and sat beside her. "Are you still dizzy now?" he asked with concern evident in his eyes."A little. My stomach also feels a bit crampy," Amora admitted, her face slightly pale."H
Amora tossed and turned repeatedly on the bed. Even though her eyes were closed, she was still wide awake with unease. Finally, she got up and switched on the bedside lamp.She glanced briefly to her side. Regis still hadn’t come into the room, even though it was getting late—already half past ten.“Is he not sleeping here tonight?” Amora wondered to herself.Sometimes Regis didn’t sleep in their room, choosing instead to work late and rest in his study.Sitting on the edge of her bed, Amora looked visibly exhausted, yet her earlier conversation with Rayden still lingered in her mind.Worry over Rayden’s anger weighed heavily on her, making it impossible to fall asleep that night.“I hope Ray can understand that no one thinks he’s worthless,” Amora thought, reflecting for a moment. Then, she prayed silently, asking for her son’s heart and mind to be open to the truth, forgiving both her and Regis.After praying, Amora sighed deeply. Her throat felt dry, so she reached for the glass of
Rayden looked back at his mother and asked, “Mom, is it possible for two people to look so much alike even if they’re not blood-related?”Amora smiled faintly. “I once read that every person has seven doppelgangers in the world, people who aren’t related to them at all. But honestly, I’ve never been sure since I’ve never seen it myself,” she replied.Rayden nodded thoughtfully. Earlier, he had read a similar article, but the question still lingered in his mind. Was his resemblance to Regis mere coincidence, especially given their significant age difference?Before Rayden could ask more, his mother preemptively addressed the question forming in his mind. “But you and Regis might resemble each other not because you have no blood relation, Ray.”The statement that fell from his mother's lips did not surprise Rayden too much. However, he was at a loss for words to express his feelings.A sigh slowly escaped Amora's nose as she reached for her son's tiny hands, which felt very cold when sh
Amora’s hand froze mid-air as she was about to unlock her son’s tablet. But after a moment of hesitation, she proceeded to try opening it. Unfortunately, she couldn’t—Rayden had set up a passcode on the device.She pursed her lips in annoyance and glanced over at her son, who was now doing his best to avoid her inquisitive gaze.“Ray…”Before Amora could ask further about the passcode, Rayden snatched the tablet from her hands and quickly hid it behind his small back.Reacting instinctively, Amora stretched out her hand toward him. “Give me the tablet, Ray!” she commanded.Rayden pressed his lips together tightly and bowed his head low, still keeping the tablet firmly behind him.Amora let out a long sigh. She realized she might be acting too strict, but she had to know what her son was trying to hide.Her concern wasn’t baseless. Amora feared Rayden might be caught up in something harmful. Technology had advanced rapidly, but online dangers had grown just as quickly. She didn’t want
After dinner, Mark drove his young master, along with his wife and child, back to their penthouse.“Thank you, Mark. You should rest too. We’ll continue our discussion tomorrow,” Regis said as they stood at the entrance to his residence.Mark nodded. “Goodnight, Young Master,” he replied respectfully before heading back to the elevator and leaving.Regis shut the penthouse door, switched to his indoor slippers, and walked inside, scanning the room. He noticed neither his wife nor son were around. “They disappeared fast,” he muttered.The two had gone in earlier while he and Mark briefly discussed his schedule for the following day.Regis took off his suit jacket and tie, tossing them onto a bar stool. He grabbed a bottle of mineral water and then stepped into the gym to do a little physical activity.This was his nightly routine when there were no pressing matters. Burning off calories helped him drain his energy, ensuring a good night’s sleep without battling insomnia.He unbuttoned
“Do you remember what I mentioned earlier in the car? About the security detail?”Regis began the serious topic he had wanted to discuss with his wife.Amora gave a small nod.“Starting tomorrow, there will be someone escorting you and Ray. I hope you can get used to this arrangement.”Amora was stunned, staring at her husband in disbelief.“Tomorrow? Didn’t you say you’d only do that once our relationship became public knowledge?” Amora protested at his unexpected decision.“I’ve changed my mind,” Regis replied nonchalantly.Amora clicked her tongue in annoyance. She had thought life would stay normal until the Royal Dragon anniversary celebration.For the past few days, Amora had observed Regis, who always seemed to act with a clear reason. Even if he sometimes avoided explaining things outright, causing misunderstandings that led to arguments, they would eventually clear the air.Oddly enough, neither of them ever stayed upset for long. It had become part of their dynamic.Amora fe
After finishing the fitting session, the sun had already begun its descent. Regis invited Amora and their son to dine at a restaurant his assistant had reserved.Upon arrival, a waiter and the restaurant manager greeted them warmly and escorted them to the private room they had booked.Rayden’s wide eyes wandered around the VIP room in awe. He took in the beautiful crystal chandeliers hanging elegantly from the high ceiling.His little feet quickly carried him to the large windows, which offered a breathtaking view of the city glowing with a myriad of twinkling lights.Mark followed closely behind, his duty being to accompany his young master’s son.“Do you like this restaurant, Little Young Master?” Mark asked, noting the sparkle in the boy’s eyes.Rayden looked up and nodded enthusiastically. His gaze shifted to the long dining table, where his parents were busy ordering food with the help of the manager.“Uncle Carter, can I ask you something?” Rayden whispered softly, as if afraid
"Could he really be my biological father?"Rayden muttered to himself in front of the mirror. The thought had crossed his mind out of nowhere. Suspicion after suspicion began to bubble up, but he quickly shook his head.“No … no way. He’s not my real father,” Rayden mumbled, trying to push away his own analysis.“Where’s Mommy’s handsome prince?”Amora's voice interrupted Rayden's thoughts. He immediately turned his head and found his mother standing at the door of his fitting room.Amora looked stunning and elegant in a luxurious gown that highlighted her beauty.Rayden blinked, momentarily taken aback by her appearance.“Wow... my son is so handsome,” Amora praised enthusiastically. Her smile wide as she took in the sight of her son in formal attire for the first time.“You know, Ray, I almost thought you stepped right out of a fairy tale book,” she teased, giggling at her own imagination.Rayden gave her a shy smile as he walked toward her, gazing at her intently.“You’re beautiful