I actually felt sorry for Edward.What truly satisfied me, however, was the female judge's deliberate reminder to Edward after delivering the final verdict. "This is the final ruling of the second trial, Mr. Kennedy. You may not file any further appeals."Edward immediately shot back, "I would like to file for a retrial!"My heart sank. Had he lost his mind?The judge dismissed him without hesitation. "Request denied. The ruling takes effect immediately. Court is adjourned.""I object! I'll take this to a higher court!" Edward had really gone off the deep end. His face twisted with rage, as though he had been cursed—just like the online rumors had described.But the judge didn't spare him a glance. She simply gathered her files and walked out without looking back.As Ace wheeled me past the defense table, Edward suddenly turned his wheelchair and grabbed onto mine."Taylor, we've been together for over six years… No, longer than that. You've loved me for eight years, maybe more
I thought the question was hypothetical and meaningless, so I refused to answer. Besides, even if Soren weren't in the picture, there was never a possibility of anything between us.After that, Ace wheeled me out of the courtroom, where Cherry and Jean were already waiting. They had already heard the verdict and rushed over to celebrate."Congratulations! You're finally free of him for good!" I gave them a faint smile. "Let's go have lunch and celebrate.""Absolutely! Let's go to the Oriole. I've already made the reservation," Jean said excitedly.I invited Ace to join us, but he declined, saying he had too much to take care of. Then he left.The three of us followed behind, but as soon as we stepped off the courthouse steps, a commotion erupted ahead.I frowned at the sight.The Kennedys were waiting at the courthouse entrance, standing beside Sally.Who knew how long they had been there, just waiting for me to come out?Sally spotted me and charged forward. "There she is!"
Soren approached with steady steps and stopped in front of us. His sharp features were calm, betraying no emotion. Yet, his silence carried an intensity that made anyone uneasy."You still haven't answered my question, Mrs. Kennedy," he said, fixing his gaze on Sally once more.Sally's lips trembled.After a long pause, she forced a smile and attempted to play nice. "Mr. Kenway… When my family and I attended your mother's birthday party, I had a lovely conversation with her. She kept telling me how much she hopes that you—""Have you been so overwhelmed lately that you're misremembering things, Mrs. Kennedy? I don't recall you ever being so close with my mother, but I do remember you and your daughter being a significant embarrassment to yourselves."Soren exposed Sally's lie without hesitation.The Kennedys' expressions shifted in shock as they turned to Sally."What does he mean, Sally? Didn't you say Mrs. Kenway adores Edith and was even considering—""Oh! You must have mish
I was reminded of the time Edward fell ill as I watched Sally's dramatic shift in attitude.Back then, she had also spoken to me in the softest, most pleading tone, doing anything she could to convince me to donate my blood to Edward.But the moment I refused, the act would drop, and she'd reveal her true nature, lashing out with vicious insults and curses.Now, I only faintly smiled after staring at her for a moment."Why should I? Your family has treated me like a fool all this time, using lies to manipulate me whenever it suited you."You begged me when I was useful, then lashed out once that was over. Haven't you all taken enough from me? Are you seriously still trying to guilt-trip me?"Soren didn't say a word, simply pushing my wheelchair forward again."Taylor! Things are different this time! We've truly realized our mistakes, and Edith's actions have harmed you because of her own recklessness. Edward too…"Our whole family owes you a debt we can never repay, but please…
I watched expressionlessly, my heart as cold as ice. Sally's apology held no trace of sincerity. Instead, it only stoked the fire within me.To an outsider unaware of my history with the Kennedys, it might have seemed as though I were bullying a helpless senior woman by forcing her to kneel before everyone.Turning to Edward, I spoke calmly. "I hold no grudges against any of you, nor do I need anyone to get on their knees. It's the law that will punish your sister, not me."With that, I raised my hand, and Soren immediately pushed me forward, steering me past them.Sally tried to chase after me, but Edward restrained her with all his strength.I didn't look back, nor did I care what unfolded behind me.Then, Edward's resentful voice cut through the air. "Do you really think Soren will marry you, Taylor? You weren't even good enough for the Kennedys, and now you're dreaming of joining the Kenways? You're delusional!"My wheelchair came to a halt as Soren turned me slightly to fac
I mustered the strength in my legs and carefully got into his car on my own.When Soren entered from the other side, I turned to him, finally seizing the opportunity to ask, "What are you doing here? Didn't we agree you wouldn't get involved? Things could've gotten messy for you if they hadn't gone the way they did."Soren instructed the driver to head to the Oriole before responding. "I had some errands to run this morning. When I finished, I checked the time and realized your hearing was about to wrap up. So, I thought I'd come see you and maybe have lunch together afterward."But as soon as I arrived, I saw the Kennedys surrounding you like a pack of wolves. It would've been even more troublesome if you'd gotten into an altercation with them, especially with your leg still healing."So, I made a decisive call and stepped in to help."Ah, that's how it was.Gratitude filled me, but so did unease over Soren's actions. "Thank you for stepping in, but… you shouldn't have said that
"Oh… I get it! I totally get it!" Jean clapped her hands in realization, her excitement growing.Unable to resist prying further, she asked, "So, who made the first move?"I immediately recalled Soren's words—how he claimed I'd taken advantage of him while drunk, kissing him that night and even complimenting his soft lips.My mind raced, and I instinctively turned to him, commanding, "Not a word! This conversation ends now!"Soren stayed silent, but the amused glint in his eyes deepened.Jean, sharp as ever, caught on within seconds and lit up with sheer delight. "I can't believe this, Taylor! You two have already gotten so far, yet you've never said a word to me!""No, nothing happened! It was a misunderstanding, an accident!" I protested.Then, realizing it had all started because of her birthday party idea, I quickly shifted the blame. "You're one to talk… This is all your fault!""My fault?! I didn't play matchmaker. You two were the ones who got into each other yourselves.
Fortunately, Soren didn't push me any further and smoothly changed the subject instead. "Any plans for New Year's? Soleil and some friends are organizing a countdown. Interested in joining?"New Year's?I turned to look at him, suddenly realizing it was only two days away.My, my… Time really did fly."I haven't thought about it yet. I've been busy with work, and it's already piling up because of my leg injury."My legs are finally healed enough for me to return to work tomorrow, so I was planning to put in some overtime.""It's just New Year's—we can always head over after you're done. Haven't you always told me to make time to rest and balance work with life, no matter how busy I get?"Soren was persistent, clearly not giving me any room to refuse.I made one last attempt to resist. "I don't think being in a crowded place is a good idea since my legs still aren't fully healed.""Don't worry. No one will bump into you with me there. Or… are you just reluctant to be seen with
"So what? It's always couples' intimacy hour everywhere," Soren replied with a grin, leaning in for a kiss.I turned away. "You reek of alcohol!"He sniffed himself, clearly thinking he smelled bad, too. I expected him to ignore it and keep going, but instead, he pulled me upright. "Let's go. To the showers!"I guessed he was worried that our first time after two years would be ruined by bad breath and stench.He tried to lift me into his arms, but I was concerned he might be too tipsy. We had a playful struggle before he finally scooped me up in a bridal carry."I told you. I'm not drunk!" he insisted.I realized there was no escaping him today, so I reminded him, "Our son is still at the hospital, Soren. With Aunt Sarah.""Mm-hmm. Once his mommy and daddy love each other very much, he'll see us.""Soren! Be serious!""Loving my wife is the most serious thing there is."-Two months later, my grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. Soren and I had only just woken u
I got up and shot Soren a glance. "You guys must have been worried about him over these two years. Thank you for taking care of him.""Why, you're welcome," Richard replied with exaggerated pomp. "He didn't torment us, actually. He took it out on his subordinates. He worked like a machine, and everyone under him had to do the same. You should really thank his employees the most!"A pang shot through me as I looked at Soren. I'd heard about this from Jean, but hearing it again from his close friends only deepened that painful regret.I thought I'd been kind, but it was likely the cruelest thing I'd ever done to him. And yet, he held no blame against me and still loved me.It moved me. I filled both our glasses to the brim.Soren looked baffled. "What are you doing? They didn't specifically want to make you drink—""A toast to our relationship, my love," I said, passing him his glass.Soren froze, clearly not expecting this from me.The crowd, though, had already erupted into che
Being with Soren felt like a walk in the sunniest, coolest spring. He told me he loved me, and that made me his equal.Know what? It made me feel confident all of a sudden.We locked eyes for a long time before I pulled away."I… I'm basically unemployed right now," I muttered.I was about to launch a new business, but my grandmother's illness and my son's age forced me to set everything aside again."It wasn't easy raising a child alone, Tay, so don't put so much pressure on yourself. Besides, with your skills, it's only a matter of time before your career takes off again."I beamed. "You really think so? That's a lot of confidence, dude.""Of course I do." He held my hands. "Starting a business takes time and energy, so how about you move in with me? I'll raise our son while you focus on what you want to do."I laughed. "Oh God, was that the whole point of this talk from the start?"Soren laughed as well, his handsome face relaxing. "Well, now that we're getting married, whe
Soren smiled. "No need to doubt. That was one of my ulterior motives."So he wanted me to agree to our marriage because he wanted sex?!I stared at him, unmoving."Come on, I'm sending you both up," he said, his driver's presence making things awkward.Soren took the baby from my arms and strode inside.In the elevator, he stared at me without blinking.I grew self-conscious. "What?""Nothing. I just wanted to look at you, not missing a single detail," Soren replied matter-of-factly. "I hadn't dared do that before we started talking again because I was afraid you might be upset."I felt even more embarrassed.He set Silas in the cot, then turned to me and walked away.It was too late. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I saw his face loom over mine and cried out, "Don't do this, Soren! This is Amanda's place!"His reason and restraint were still functioning, turning his kiss into a brief peck."When will you move to my villa?" he breathed."N
I knew what had happened to me. I knew what two years had done to my face. A woman aged much faster when she had a child, after all.Celebrities looked the way they did because they didn't bear the weight of child-rearing. They had the money to pamper their faces and dedicate themselves to rigorous exercise routines.I had raised my son on my own. I had help when I needed it most, but most of the time, it was just me."So, you don't think I've grown older and uglier?" I muttered.Soren laughed."Oh, I do!" he teased. "But you're the mother of my son.""What does that mean?! And you said you weren't pitying me!"He laughed again—this time, affectionately. "I was joking. I don't think you're any less than who you were back then. I actually wish you'd grow older, too. That way, only I remain by your side."I couldn't come up with a response to something so ridiculous."Do you need me to throw a grand, elaborate proposal to finally convince you I'm serious about wanting to spend t
"It's the way he looks at you. His eyes look suspicious!"Suspicious, my ass. Jamie was so far away from him by now that there was no way Soren could see anything in Jamie's "eyes."I sneered. "Don't be daft. He's got a girlfriend now." "Oh, really?""Yes, really. Can we go now?"My old colleagues had been staring at us, and I really didn't want to become the subject of their gossip. I just wanted to leave.Soren finally told the driver to go.Silas had probably exhausted himself from crying. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep in my arms.Soren stretched his arms out. "Let me.""I'm fine. It's okay for him to sleep like this. My arms are fine," I replied.I didn't want to give him an excuse to enter Amanda's residence with me again. I was only here temporarily, and I certainly didn't want things to get... steamy and intimate at her place. Besides, I didn't want to be steamy with him, period.Soren withdrew his arms sheepishly and snickered to himself.Annoyed, and
"Hello?""When are you coming back?" Soren asked in a low voice.I stood and left the lively private room. "I'm having lunch with some old colleagues. What's up?""Wow. So while I was trying to handle our son, you went out to have fun," he whined.Please. He wanted Silas with him—he was just being dramatic.The wine gave me enough courage to respond, "Weren't you the one complaining about missing out on your son's childhood? I'm just being considerate.""Fine. Where are you? I'll bring Silas to you. He wants his mom now—no one here can calm him down," he replied.Just as I had expected.I figured lunch was nearing its end anyway, so I gave him the address. "Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you at the entrance.""Got it."I returned to the room and quietly told Amanda, "I have to leave soon. You guys go ahead."She checked her phone. "Nah, we should all start packing up. We still have to work this afternoon!""Oh, right."I paid for our meal while the others chatted.Whe
The company had seen some new hires, but many were familiar faces.Case in point: Cherry Birkin. Now Amanda's assistant and principal secretary, she was ecstatic to see me."Tay-Tay! You're back!" she cried, rushing over to grab my arms. "It really is you! I'm so glad you came to see us. After disappearing for two years, I honestly thought you'd never come back!"Amanda, who had been the one to welcome me, stood beside me, smiling. "See? Your old colleagues have been complaining about you being heartless.""Aww, I'm sorry for being gone so long! How about this? Lunch is on me! Cherry, gather the old crew and invite them over!""You got it!" she replied eagerly.I stepped into Amanda's office—the same one where I used to work.A lot had changed in the interior, but everything felt warm and welcoming. The company was thriving under her and Jamie's leadership.There was a knock at the door. I turned to see the man himself."So, you really are back, Taylor," he said with a grin. "
I was irritated. If I were being generous, I'd say Soren was being proactive. If I were being honest, though, I'd call it disrespectful—he was undermining my agency!"I haven't even agreed to this yet!" I snapped, straightening my back and glaring at him as the seniors watched. "Who gave you the right to make decisions for me?!"Soren barely reacted. "You overthink everything. You hesitate more than you need to, so I thought... why not just ask your grandmother and aunt?"Turning to Sarah, he added, "What do you think, Aunt Sarah? Do you approve of us being together?"Sarah blinked, stunned, then shot a quick glance at my grandmother. My grandmother raised her hand, as though she had something to say. I leaned in immediately. "I'm listening, Grandma..."She took a deep breath, grasped my hand, and said, her voice raspy, "I can tell… Ren really loves you… You have a child now… It's good for you two to just get married."She paused, then added, "That way, I… can finally let go...