Edward said someone was going to die.I groggily beamed at him, oddly gleeful. "Ooh, when's Maddison's funeral?""How could you be so inhuman?!" Edward growled, his face dark with rage.I had never seen him like this before.I frowned and shoved him toward the door. I was ready to slam it shut when he suddenly kicked it open and grabbed my arm.I was furious.Struggling, I slapped him across the face. "I can call the cops on you for home invasion. Piss off!"Edward ignored me, his grip firm, and forced me into his car."What the hell is wrong with you, Edward?! Let me out of here!""Her life hangs in the balance, Taylor! You're coming with me to the hospital!"He stomped on the gas pedal, and the car surged forward into the early morning light.I was confused. "What does this have to do with me, anyway? I'm not a doctor!"Edward's lips pressed into a grim line. He looked like a man on the edge, and as the car picked up speed, a knot of fear tightened in my chest.What if h
Well, no reason to keep this useless secret from him now, was there?I turned to Edward and smirked. "You already know this now? God. Breaking news! Maddison and Miles are my siblings by blood. Different moms, that's all.""B-But she's only two years your junior!" Edward cried out in disbelief."Oh, you noticed? Good. My prolific fuc—I mean, 'father'—had started his affair when I was just a one-year-old. Or maybe he started earlier. He did all he could to make my mom divorce him so he could marry the shameless homewrecker."Edward's shocked gaze flitted between Harry and Cameron."You've never told me anything about that," he muttered, a look of seeming guilt shadowing his face."Now, why would I tell anyone about my family's most shameful secret? Besides, I thought you were smart enough to deduce it on your own!" I replied scornfully.Was our shared blood type not enough of a giveaway? Dumbass.He said nothing, so I added, "Now you understand why I've been so against helping h
The nurse frowned. "You've been taking sleeping pills lately?""To help me sleep, yes. I took two pills." I glanced at the clock in the ER. "It was about four hours ago, I believe."The nurse shook her head. "Ah, that won't do. You won't pass the test."I shrugged, much to their dismay. "Sorry, guys. This time, it's not about my reluctance. I really can't help."Harry stomped his foot. "You are playing games with us, Taylor! Why didn't you just say you can't donate your stupid blood outright?!""Well, Edward basically abducted me from home before I could even make sense of this whole thing," I replied innocently, blinking."You!" Edward growled, glaring at me.Seeing their exasperated faces filled me with a petty sense of satisfaction.Just then, the ER door swung open."We're running low on blood supplies!" the nurse announced. "Have you found a donor yet?"Cameron's knees seemed to buckle as she shoved Harry forward. "Go and donate yours already! Our daughter is dying!"Ha
"Sorry. I came here in a hurry and didn't manage to grab my phone," I admitted."Ha, no problem! I haven't even started the app yet. You can pay me once you're home," she replied generously.I was honestly pretty surprised by that.I gave her the address as she entered it into her car's GPS. The car smoothly steered out of the parking lot and onto the driveway.Her phone rang after a while. She connected it to her Bluetooth earphones."Hello? Oh, yeah, I left. Mm-hmm. Just call your own driver!"Why? Well, something happened! I didn't have time to inform you, but trust me, you'll love it once I tell you at home."For real, no cap. Anyway, can't talk—driving! Byeee!"I glanced at the rear-view mirror instinctively.Was I hallucinating? A young, lean man stood by the roadside where we had just left.The morning rays illuminated him, bringing warmth to his cool, collected demeanor. His presence seemed to purify the air and silence the noise around him.He looked almost ethereal
The wedding drama had gone viral.I woke to a flood of unknown callers spamming my phone. That was when I knew: shit had really hit the fan.-It took less than two days for me to be doxxed. My personal and business information was out in the open, and things were spiraling out of control.As soon as I stepped out of my car, the path between me and the company gate was swarming with tabloid reporters.I silently thanked Cherry for her foresight in assigning security to escort me.Maddison was the one at fault, but her status as someone with an incurable illness had earned her sympathy points online.Most people were attacking me and the company's flagship website instead. Our server couldn't handle the onslaught.The PR department tried to put out the fire but achieved little. At my wit's end, I hired lawyers to help draft a statement. We were preparing to defend me through legal action.The chaos continued late into the night.When I noticed most of the media had finally dis
I did not even know what to say. Hence, I circled my desk and went out the door.Edward chased after me. "I know you can't find it in your heart to forgive me just yet, Tay, but ours is a six-year relationship! Love like this can't die just like that. You're the one I love, Tay. Nothing will change that!"But Maddie… I've watched Maddie grow up! She's always been a docile, timid girl. And now her disease is exacerbating her inferior complex."She's like a little sister to me—I can't just leave her to languish in this state!"I lost my temper. He was blocking my path again!"What the hell is your problem, Edward?! I'm not stopping you from being her simp, so why are you telling me all this?! Don't you think I've been pestered enough?!"He held onto my arm and tried to calm me down. "I know you've been frustrated and in a bad mood lately. I'm here to help with that.""You? Help me?" I scoffed and shoved him away. "How? Are you going to fight those internet trolls on my behalf?"H
"She might have loved you a little, but it's not as deeply as you tell yourself. She wanted to marry you because you were Taylor's fiancé. She's doing this to piss her off and take everything from her."Edward smiled cryptically. "Come on. Taylor told you that, didn't she? It's not true. Maddie's a guileless, innocent little girl. She's a bit impulsive and stubborn, but she's not a schemer."The expression on Jean's face was utterly indescribable. "God, here's a man who thinks he's big-brained suddenly getting his IQ dropped to room temperature. Wake up, dude. A pick-me girl is playing you like a fiddle."I blurted out a laugh.Edward's face darkened even more, and he began to look humiliated. He turned away.Jean wasn't about to let him off so easily. "Maddie has always been jealous of everything Taylor has. She absolutely can't stand Taylor getting anything nice for once."She'll do anything to snatch whatever Taylor has. If she can't do that, she'll destroy it just to make sur
Jean sneered. "You know what I think? I think she just wanted to steal your man at first. But she bought into her own bullshit so much, she ended up falling in love for real."I was too stunned to even comment.Jean continued. "Edward might act like he doesn't believe me, but I know he's got seeds of doubt inside him. They're gonna get into a fight real soon, Tay-Tay, mark my words."Aunt Patricia told me that treating cancer is grueling, and Maddison lashed out at people every day. The members of her treatment team keep changing because of it, and still, no one can handle her."How much do you think Edward loves her and vice versa? Can they really weather this challenge together?"Hard to believe it, man. I don't even think those two really love each other!"I nodded slowly. "Now I see why Edward showed up and tried to be nice to me."He must have been secretly sick of Maddison's abuse and was starting to miss all the good things I had done for him.Jean shot me a severe look.
I froze. "Oh, I'm not sleepy!"And then I cracked a yawn.Soren laughed. "Just take a nap. It'll take an hour to reach your office anyway."Well, here were my options. If I chose not to sleep, this silence between us would feel awkward. If I chose to talk, what happened when our topics veered into certain territories, and we're back to being awkward again?You know what? A nap was the best choice after all. Even if I had to pretend to be asleep."Sounds good," I replied.I intended to pretend to sleep. I thought I could close my eyes and imagine some designs and arrangements for the fashion show in Medhelanon next year.What I didn't expect was Soren pressing a button and adjusting my seat to the most ergonomic position. I was reclining way too comfortably!I stared at him. He flashed a smile. "It's more comfortable this way.""Ha, okay… Thanks…"God, the embarrassment was killing me. Could you imagine what this felt like?It felt like we were a couple. A married one, even!
Lisbeth rose and simply said, "I've finished my meal and would like to rest in my room. Please, enjoy your meal. Taylor, please visit me from time to time."I thought for sure I must have offended her enough that this would be the last time I'd sit here. But instead, she extended an invitation for the next time!I was moved. I rose from my seat politely and replied, "It'd be my pleasure, Madame Kenway.""The pleasure is all mine," she replied, smiling faintly, before heading toward the stairs.Soren noticed I continued to stand and called out, "You can sit down now, Taylor."I looked at him with downcast eyes. "I'm fine. I need to get back to my office.""Hey now. Did what my mom said startle you?" he asked gently. "She didn't mean any malice. It was her way of expressing sympathy—she seems to think you've always been alone in everything, and she hopes you can find a reliable partner to weather the storm with you soon.""I know she means well.""Phew, that's a relief to hear!"
I breathed a sigh of relief. My eyes met Soren's, and he offered a faint smile, as if reassuring me not to be nervous.But how could I not be? The ambiguous tension between us—were we or weren't we?—had only grown more intense.I shouldn't even be this close to a family of such blue-blooded stature. I was no match for them. Yet, as the owner of my own company, I couldn't afford to turn away a valuable client like Soren. Social connections had become more crucial than ever.Having a powerful and elite friend like Soren was undeniably beneficial—not just for me, but for my company and the people who relied on it. This connection could open doors to endless opportunities and revenue.Some might see my actions as undignified, as if I were constantly accepting handouts. But this was simply how the world worked.It wasn't as though I was leeching off him—he was the one offering his generosity. And who could fault me for accepting it?Finally, I managed to calm myself down, at least a
Lisbeth's eyes lit up as she received the scarf, her delight evident. "I love it! This is such an elegant color. And the embroidery is exquisite!"She draped the scarf over her shoulders and twirled in front of me. "How does it look?""It's very becoming! But then again, seems like everything looks good on you, Madame Kenway," I complimented, hoping to ease the tension."Ha! Aren't you a sweet-talker?" Lisbeth laughed. "The only reason everything looks good on me is that you've only ever picked things that are perfect for me. The dress you made for Sol is another example. It was brimming with class!"Her praise warmed me more than I expected."Thank you so much," I said, genuinely touched.She reluctantly removed the scarf."I'm just happy you love it so much," I added.As we continued chatting, Soren finally came downstairs in the black suit.Lisbeth's eyes widened, and she immediately stood up. "Oh God, for once my son looks more handsome than his old man! Hmph, not bad."S
"Can you at least tell me why? Is it my conduct as a person? Or are you worried about the rumors that might start to fly?" Soren asked.My cheeks flushed even more, and I couldn't meet his gaze. "Um... I... I just think... I've been divorced and... I don't have the best reputation and..."I trailed off, hoping he understood what I meant.To my surprise, Soren simply shrugged and smiled. "I didn't just learn that you ended things today. And you weren't the reason your relationship ended. The man let it down. Why should you be at fault?""I know, but rumors can be damaging. Especially since your family is one of the noblest in this nation, and..."I stopped myself before I could continue.The Kenways were as blue-blooded as it got. Anyone marrying into a family like that would have to be perfect in every way—looks, education, skills, family background.As for me? I was from a mediocre family with a mediocre education.Yes, my career was improving, but my father was locked up now,
At that moment, I dialed her number straight away. Texting felt too slow and impersonal, so I just called her.We had a lively conversation, and I invited her to stay at my place when she arrived in Metropolis so we could hang out again.Even before we reached the Kenway residence, I noticed a tall, princely figure in the distance against the wintry backdrop. My heart raced, and I suddenly felt bashful!I had assumed Soren would be at his office today! I didn't expect him to be home!The Bentley pulled up, and Soren opened the door for me. I smiled nervously, trying to mask my sudden unease, and said, "Wow. Look at you, taking time off work.""I wish that were true. I've only just returned home," he replied with a smile.Under the warm winter sun, his smile was dazzling, and his eyes gleamed. I wondered what he meant by "just returned home." Did he rush back just to see me, especially after we missed each other the last time?Back then, we could only talk for a brief moment wh
If this were a few days ago, I would have been overjoyed and excited.But now, I couldn't shake the image of Edward as the paramedics tried to resuscitate him.The thought of getting close to a guy I'd had my eye on made me feel ashamed. It felt like I was becoming one of those "pick-me" girls who couldn't live without a man."I don't think I can tonight," I fibbed, "My grandma's having me over for dinner.""Oh, understood," he replied, his tone cordial. "Let's do that some other time.""Yeah."I hated myself.I despised Edward. Lord knew how much I had prayed for a divorce. Yet, now that my dream was finally close to becoming a reality… why did I feel so conflicted?Was it because of what he was going through?I slapped myself mentally. Damn my bleeding heart! Wake up, Taylor! I couldn't show mercy and compassion to a fuckboy unless I wanted to be fucked over for the rest of my life!-While I waited for our divorce to be finalized, I received more good news.My deadbeat f
I returned to my car after bidding Ash goodbye.I was stewing in a swirl of emotions—happy, but also uneasy. I felt both relieved and worried.I decided to call my grandmother to share the news. But as the call connected, I noticed an ambulance hurrying toward the building."Yeah. The court case… Edward at least knew when to let go. We're divorced," I muttered.My grandmother let out a sigh of relief and launched into a long-winded speech that I barely registered. My attention had drifted outside the window.Paramedics were carrying Edward on a stretcher.Sally trailed behind them, but as she descended the stairs, she lost her footing and stumbled forward. A paramedic quickly helped her up.I recoiled, startled by the sight of her fall."I got it, Granny. Anyway, I gotta go. I have some things to work on, but I promise I'll tell you more over the weekend when I visit," I said quickly.I hung up and returned my focus to the window.Edward was hooked to an oxygen tank. As soon
The court's verdict was clear: our partnership had been annulled. Edward would also bear the cost of the court proceedings.The official verdict would be sent to us within ten business days.I listened to the sound of the gavel and knew that this was it. Tears almost burst from my eyes.I was free! I was finally free!Unlike me, Edward sank into his seat at the defendant's side. Dark clouds loomed over him.I didn't feel like comforting him at all. Instead, I left the courtroom with Ash, a big smile on my face."Thank you, thank you all! Thanks to all of you, we are now divorced!" I proclaimed to the cheering crowd."Congratulations on your freedom, Miss Jones! My nephew is a 28-year-old up-and-comer who graduated from an Ivy League school and currently works as an executive at a publicly traded company! Here's his picture...""28 is too old for you, Miss Jones! It's better when they are young, don't you think? My son is 23, currently doing his PhD! He's handsome, cheerful, and