I was in a hurry, so I hung up before Soren could say anything, even though he had been silent.When I turned around, I saw Edward watching me with a complicated expression. He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.I put my phone away. "Let's go. Didn't you just say it's our turn?"Edward followed behind me. "Do you think a relationship with such an imbalance in status and wealth can ever have a happy ending, Taylor?"Recognizing the sarcasm in his words, I shot back without hesitation, "Do relationships where both people are equal in status and wealth always end well? It's like saying I should find a man with average but honest looks if I want stability."But in reality, a short and poor man can still cheat, so why shouldn't I just find someone tall, handsome, kind, and rich instead? At least that way, I'd admire him and be proud to introduce him to my friends."Edward was at a loss for words, his expression caught between shock and discomfort, as if unfamiliar w
Edith had a lot to handle immediately—the abortion and the surgery on one of her fallopian tubes.The surgery could introduce significant side effects. If Edith served her sentence in prison after the operation, her health would worsen, and she would likely suffer for the rest of her life.That's why she had to apologize in hopes of getting her sentence reduced. Her family worked hard to convince the judge to show leniency.Their efforts paid off: when the case went to trial again, the judge decided that Edith's apology, her suffering, and her physical condition justified a lighter sentence.Edith would be imprisoned for a year, but the sentence was deferred for two years. If she maintained good behavior and met other legal requirements during her probation, the judge might even dismiss her sentence entirely.Not that any of that mattered to me.At present, nothing was more important than making up with Soren!He had to be genuinely upset. I called him after leaving the building
My grandmother and aunt were right. I really was too quick to fall in love.I decided to go to work today.When you really thought about it, what was a man for, other than to add a little spice to your life? No way was I letting him stop me from making money and building my business.That pep talk did the trick—I felt much better.Unfortunately, I got a call from Cameron on my way to the company."You leave me no choice, Taylor. Give me money, or I'll dump your father at your door after I get him! And yes, I know where you live—I asked Edward!" she snarled.Cameron was getting more shameless by the day.I laughed scornfully. "I could just move right now. Want to bet who's quicker? If you abandon him in an empty unit, you'll be charged with negligence. Good luck finding a new way to get back at me after that," I retorted."Don't bullshit me. That's not a thing!""The Internet is your friend, ma'am. Or a lawyer."She went quiet.I snickered. This woman really thought she had t
Cameron glowered in silence. "It's fucking cold out here!" Miles snapped. "Do we really need to have this pointless chit-chat here? I want to get into the fucking car now!"He yanked the handle, but the door wouldn't budge."Open the damn door, bitch!" he snarled, not even bothering to use my name."Don't be impatient," I replied with a smirk.Miles glanced at his parents, looking confused."You're just here to be a little troll, aren't you?" Harry finally addressed me for the first time."Maybe a little," I admitted, grinning. "I'm enjoying how pathetic you look. I can't wait to tell Mom about this!"Harry's face darkened with fury. "Screw her! We're taking my own car!"He tried to move, with Cameron supporting him, but I cut in, "If you walk away from me right now, you'll never see another cent from me."His struggle to move told me just how serious his condition was.As expected, Cameron held him back, whispering, "No! Your life comes first!""She's kicking us while we'
Soren interrupted me before I could apologize, "Taylor, haven't you learned to inform me before doing anything? I thought we planned to visit the Kenway residence this weekend."I took a deep breath and tried to keep my voice steady. "I called you last night, but you didn't answer. I texted you this morning too, but you didn't respond.""Sorry. I got pretty drunk meeting with my clients last night. I just woke up. I'm calling you now because I saw your message."I stiffened. So that was why he sounded so groggy. The Uber honked lightly and merged onto the road. I had to cut the conversation short. "I can't make time for the visit today anymore. If you think it's necessary, we can do it tomorrow."I started the car and followed the driver.Soren was quiet for a long time. Then, finally, he asked gently, "Are you upset?"I bit my lip. Frustration welled up inside me, but I forced myself to stay composed—I was driving, after all. "Yes, a little! I know you're upset as well. You
"What?! Why—""You just want me dead as soon as possible, don't you, bitch?!" Harry roared, snatching Cameron's phone. "Well, I ain't gonna die so soon! You can count on that.""We'll see. Patience," I replied, amused.Naturally, I wanted him to live longer—my revenge plot deserved more time.Did these idiots really think I would buy them a burial plot after they died? That I cared enough to do anything with their corpses? I wouldn't even use Harry's ashes to plant a tree. I could bet the sapling would just wither and die.-Half an hour later, we arrived.Cameron started shouting at me the moment she stepped out of the car. All three of them complained.I ignored them and turned to the Uber driver, handing him 150 dollars. "This is for you—to come with me into the cemetery."The man's face lit up at the extra cash. "What are they to you, ma'am? They've been talking the nastiest shit about you the whole ride, you know?"I smiled bitterly. "Sorry about that. That's my biolog
"Y-You unbelievable ass!" Cameron kicked her son so hard he staggered and fell to the ground.Miles bounced back instantly and hoisted his father onto his back, ignoring the old man's protests and curses.I had to suppress a laugh as I led the way. The grave was only 300 yards away, but getting there was a battle between the two of them.In the end, Miles had to drag Harry the rest of the way.I signaled for Miles to drop Harry. "Here. This is where Mom and Grandpa are."Miles dumped his dad like a sack of rocks, then pulled out his phone, panting. "700, now."I transferred the money without hesitation.He beamed. "Oh shit, thanks, sis!"Well, well, he finally acknowledged me as his sister. "My pleasure, brother mine."Cameron, enraged, yanked Miles aside and started raining blows on him as he yelped.Meanwhile, Harry slumped near the grave, too exhausted to do anything. After a moment, he forced himself upright.I noticed him turning away."If you leave, I won't pay a dime
Cameron's face twisted with rage. Her entire body trembled as she cried out, "You bullying, tyrannical bitch! Your dad's in no shape to do any of this!""You're welcome to help him out by kneeling and repenting with him. That way, each of you only has to do it for fifteen minutes," I said calmly.Harry jabbed a finger at me, shaking with fury. For a moment, he was too enraged to speak. Finally, he forced out a few words through gritted teeth. "You… vile… scheming… snake… Bitch…!"The fake smiles I had worn up to this point vanished, swallowed by my rising anger and hatred."Me? Vile? I could never be as vile as you! How did you even get your hands on all that wealth if not by robbing Grandpa and Grandma's business?!"You targeted my mother because her family business was thriving. You lied to her, cheated on her, and exploited her love and devotion. You never loved her!"Then you and this bitch worked together to ruin her life. You divorced her, forced my grandparents into bankru
"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...