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Regis's fists flew quickly, striking precisely at the weak points on his opponents' bodies.He didn't give his three opponents a chance to touch him. Within seconds, the three men who had laughed at him were kneeling, clutching the areas Regis had struck.Regis's lips curled into a sneer. He grabbed one opponent's hair, forcing his face upward.He punched the man's face repeatedly until thick red blood streamed from his nose. The man was left utterly defeated and helpless.Regis then turned his attention to a middle-aged man curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach in pain from Regis's earlier blow."Please forgive me, Sir," the middle-aged man, who had mocked Regis with the bald man earlier, begged.They hadn't expected the man they had underestimated to have such excellent martial arts skills. They never knew Regis held a black belt in taekwondo.
Amora, who had just arrived at her house, was shocked to see the chaos. She had to push through the crowd surrounding her yard.She was truly stunned when she saw all her personal belongings outside. Especially when she saw Regis Lorenzo gripping a stranger's neck, she immediately shouted at him."Mom!"Rayden broke free from Alicia's embrace when he saw his mother. He ran towards her and hugged her tightly around the waist.Seeing Amora, Alicia, standing amid the chaos, turned away. 'Wh-why is she here?'Alicia hadn't expected to meet the woman from the department store here.'What did that kid call her? Mom? So she... is his mother?' Alicia thought, her face shocked.Worried that Amora might recognize her, Alicia quickly looked for a place to hide so Amora wouldn't see her.Finally, Alicia stood behind a large tree trunk beside the yard. She wanted to return to the car, but the crowd blocked her.Alicia peeked from behind the tree, her brow furrowing as she watched Rayden and Amora
Regis smiled, knowing his words had nearly made Amora's heart leap out of her chest. He had intentionally brought up their past to gauge her reaction, and his guess was spot-on.Amora didn’t want Rayden to know they had once been close. This only reinforced Regis's suspicion about Rayden's status.However, to be certain, he planned to conduct a DNA test. He had already discreetly obtained a sample of Rayden’s hair without the boy or Amora noticing. This was one reason Regis had approached Rayden.Seeing Amora's panic and nervousness, Regis smiled again. Despite having just unleashed his anger like a madman, he remained very calm."Alright, if that's what you prefer, Amora," Regis said, not wanting to prolong their argument.Amora exhaled sharply. She couldn't stop Regis from acting overly familiar with her, but she felt relieved he didn’t reveal their brief relationship from seven years
Seeing no response from Amora, Regis spoke again, "The offer I'm giving is for a contract relationship. You don't need to worry about the benefits because I'll make sure you won't lose a penny."Amora rolled her eyes lazily and looked sharply at Regis."Love and marriage are not things that can be bought or exchanged for money, Young Master Lorenzo. It seems you need to learn more," she said firmly.Instead of being angry at Amora's sharp words, Regis's smile widened, and his interest in the woman grew."You're right. I do need to learn more, and I think I need a teacher. Would you teach me, Amora Lysander?"Amora's hazel eyes widened. She exhaled repeatedly in frustration because Regis didn't care about the core of their conversation and kept changing the topic."It seems like I'll go crazy if I keep talking to you," Amora grumbled as she packed a few clothe
"Mrs. Lysander, where have you been? I've been trying to reach you repeatedly, but you didn't answer my calls. Are you still using that old phone?" said Jordan Franklin, who understood Amora's situation.The middle-aged man often had trouble reaching Amora because of her phone's condition.Amora reached into her bag and found that her cell phone was dead. The device often shuts down suddenly due to its age.It was time for Amora to replace her phone. However, her money was very limited. Amora prioritized Rayden's needs, their home, and daily expenses, so she thought of keeping her phone until it couldn't be used anymore."Sorry, Mr. Franklin, my phone died again," said Amora, showing him the screen, which was completely dead.Regis, who was nearby, glanced at Amora's phone. In his view, the phone was indeed unusable, but he said nothing out of respect for her.From t
"I just took Mrs. Adams to the hospital. She had a heart attack," Jordan said with a sad expression.Unbeknownst to Amora, Jordan felt quite guilty about this. They had a heated argument about the house sale, and Emma suddenly had a heart attack, prompting Jordan to rush her to the nearest hospital."What?"Amora's eyes widened. She had already been feeling strange about not seeing Emma amid the commotion.Usually, Emma would always be there by her side to face problems together. Now, Amora had an answer to her confusion, and it was completely unexpected!"Who is Mrs. Adams?" Regis asked Mark, who was now standing beside him.Seeing the worry on Amora's face, Regis thought the name mentioned was important to her."She's Miss Lysander's neighbor and also her son's caretaker," Mark replied.Regis paused for a moment, th
Amora headed to the parking lot with Rayden. She put a helmet on his head. Just as she was about to start her motorcycle, Amora realized that the key wasn't in the ignition.She remembered that she had jumped off the bike in her panic over Rayden without taking out the key. Amora searched her pockets and bag but couldn't find it. "Damn it, why did it have to go missing now?" she muttered in frustration."What's wrong, Mom?" Rayden asked, seeing his mother bending down and looking under the motorcycle."The motorcycle key is missing, Ray," Amora replied.Rayden sighed softly. He took off his helmet and started helping his mom search.Suddenly, Mark approached them."Miss Lysander, are you heading to the hospital?" Regis’s assistant asked.Amora glanced at him and nodded before continuing her search."How about yo
Amora had just arrived at the hospital. She immediately headed to the emergency room with Rayden to check on Emma. They searched each cubicle for the older woman but couldn’t find her.Amora then asked a nurse in the emergency room and found out that Emma had already been treated and moved to a private room.With this information, Amora quickly made her way to the room the nurse had indicated, with Rayden by her side.Meanwhile, Regis was still outside the hospital lobby, finishing an important phone call with his father.After ending the call, Regis told Mark, who was waiting by the car, "Mark, take Alicia home now.""Aren’t you coming?" Alicia asked, frowning from inside the car. She had taken off her hat and sunglasses since Amora had gotten out of the car."No. You should go home. It's too late for you to be out," Regis replied.
"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
Regis’ gentle voice was like a balm, easing Amora’s fear and replacing it with the warmth of his embrace. It was as if her anxiety had magically melted away.But then it hit her. Amora realized what she had done in the spur of the moment—clinging to her husband like this.“Oh no... why am I hugging him? This is so embarrassing!” Amora thought, mortified.To make matters worse, her face was resting against his broad chest. Regis was only wearing a bathrobe, and though the situation was awkward, Amora couldn’t deny his scent's comfort.Amora blinked repeatedly as she caught the rhythmic sound of a heartbeat in her ear.“Wait … is this my heartbeat or… his?” Amora wondered, her own pulse racing so fast it was hard to tell the difference.“How are you feeling now, Amora?”Regis’ voice snapped Amora out of her thoughts. She quickly pulled away, tilting her head up to meet his gaze with an unmistakable nervousness.“I—I’m feeling better. Thank you,” Amora murmured.“Really?” Regis’ face sti
“Ugh...” A faint groan escaped Amora’s lips. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open, revealing her clear hazel eyes. But within seconds, her eyes squeezed shut again, shocked by the bright, piercing light flooding the room. She tried opening them again, this time cautiously, adjusting to her surroundings bit by bit. 'Where... am I?' she wondered, trying to piece together what was happening. Her pale lips twisted in pain as a pounding headache hammered her senses, leaving her helpless. Her tongue felt heavy, as though she’d lost the ability to speak, think, or do anything. Even moving a single finger felt impossible. She was utterly powerless, a lingering effect of the sedative still coursing through her system. 'What happened to me?' Amora cradled her head in her hands, struggling to recall the events leading up to this moment. Like fragmented movie clips playing out in her mind, flashes of what had occurred started to come back to her. 'Someone tried to hurt me!' Amor