I frowned slightly as I approached Soren. "What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to head home?"His clingy demeanor was such a stark contrast to his usual persona…Soren smiled and pinched my cheek affectionately, mimicking my tone. "What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to head back to the villa?"That jerk…"Why do I have to come all the way here to fetch you, you cheeky little girl?" he teased, tightening his pinch."Ow! That hurts!" I swatted his hand away.I was already home, and there was no way I was going back to the villa with him.The cold outside made me eager to hurry inside for a hot shower, so I turned toward the door. Meanwhile, Soren walked back to his car.My heart sank. Was he really going to leave just like that? Could he be mad at me, planning to drive off without a word?"Hey!" I called out, stopping in my tracks. "Are you—"Before I could finish, I saw him pull a sports bag from the trunk. I recognized it instantly—the one he used to carry spare
Soren answered his phone, and even from my bedroom, I could hear his conversation clearly—a testament to how small the place was.It sounded like someone from the Kenway residence was calling to ask when he had returned home.I leaned against my door and sighed, realizing he was indeed preparing to leave.Just as I had gathered my clothes and was about to step into the shower, my phone rang. It was Jean."What's up? It's pretty late, you know," I said, adjusting the shower temperature.Jean's voice was tinged with mystery. "Has Soren told you what happened? The Kennedys are finished this time."Not only have they filed for bankruptcy, but they're also drowning in debt. They've been completely wiped out as one of Metropolis' wealthiest families."I turned off the shower immediately. "What have you heard?""My father and brother mentioned that the project they were involved in was highly suspicious. They've also been bribing several officers. Those people have been arrested and c
I glanced at the sports bag on my sofa and urged, "Don't forget your clothes.""Leave them. I'll be back to spend the night sooner or later," Soren replied nonchalantly."This place isn't suitable for you. Stop forcing yourself to live like a poor miser," I said, echoing his own words from moments ago."Any place is heaven as long as you're in it," he retorted, slipping on his shoes.It sounded unbearably corny. Still, I responded with a faint, vague smile.When I saw he was truly about to leave, I stepped forward to hug him. "Drive safe, okay?""Okay." He cupped my chin and leaned in for a warm, soft kiss. "Get some rest.""I will. Bye."After one more kiss, he released me and walked away. I closed the door behind him.Bullet stood beside me, his head tilted in confusion, as if asking why Soren had left.I looked at him helplessly. "You don't like that he's gone either, do you? But there's nothing I can do. Plus… he might not come back for a while.""Ah-woo…" Bullet's mourn
Me: [Mr. Rockefeller, is Soren really away on a business trip? Or is he unable to see me temporarily because something's happened with his family?]Richard replied almost instantly.Richard: [He told me he's on a business trip.]His response suggested he wasn't privy to the details either. I thanked him again and left it at that.After putting my phone aside, I freshened up, completed my chores, and made breakfast.It wasn't until I sat down to eat that I noticed another unread message—this one from an unknown number.[Nothing will ever come out of your relationship with Soren, Taylor. I swear this on my life.]My heart skipped a beat. Panic surged through me as I read the vicious ultimatum.Who could have sent such a thing? Judging by the tone, it was likely Edward.I chose not to reply, but my mind flooded with unsettling images.How could he be so certain? Did he have something planned? Was Soren in danger? Could he be involved in an accident during his business trip?The
Jean raised an eyebrow and gave me a fond look. "Sounds like we've got a wedding incoming.""Of course not!" I denied it immediately.No one knew better than me that marriage was a distant dream."Go ahead and order whatever you like, Sol. I'm buying." I slid the menu toward her, trying to change the topic.Jean had other things to do, but she said she'd join us for lunch later.After she left, Soleil looked at me with concern. "Are you mad that my brother didn't tell you about his business trip?""No, I'm not." I smiled because that wasn't what was really bothering me. "I'm sure he had something important to take care of to stay up so late last night. I can't imagine how tough it must've been for him."Once I finished speaking, I hesitated before asking, "Did your father put pressure on him, Sol?"Soleil's expression stiffened. She stared at the menu for a while before meeting my eyes. "Honestly, I don't know what they talked about. They were behind closed doors in the study u
Soleil continued her rant, doing her best to console me. "Oh, by the way! You and Edward were together for six years, even in a civil partnership, but you're still a virgin! That just proves how much you respect and love yourself, doesn't it?"Honestly, I doubt Ren could find someone like you even if he tried."Take Candy, for example. I heard she's been in three relationships overseas—both with locals and foreigners."So what if you've been in a civil partnership before? She's nowhere near as great as you. The only thing she has going for her is her wealthy family."Her words piqued my interest.I remembered Candy having two boyfriends back in the academy, but those were the only ones publicly known.Given how much she enjoyed herself back then, she probably had plenty of one-night stands as well.Still, I chose not to mention that to Soleil.-Jean soon joined us for lunch, and our conversation eventually turned to the investigation against the Kennedys.Soren wasn't around
"What do you think, Taylor?" Soleil called out to me.I smiled immediately and walked toward her, but Candy cut in before I could respond, "Sol? What are you doing here?"Hmm… That dress looks great on you. It highlights your prestigious demeanor while still making you look cute. I think it suits you."I rolled my eyes again at the interruption. "She was asking me, or are you called Taylor too?"Candy straightened Soleil's collar before looking at me. "Are you really going to argue over something this petty? I'm a shareholder of this store, so of course, I must ensure Sol is well taken care of."What?! She was a shareholder in this store?"If that's the case, let's go somewhere else, Sol. I don't think this place suits your style," I said.Candy's expression shifted instantly. "You're just jealous, Taylor! You're jealous that I have a better career than you and that the Kenways like me more than you.""So what if they like you more than me?" I retorted. "Soren's the one who lov
I stopped and turned toward Soleil, pouring out the unease weighing on my mind. "I think something's happened to your brother, Sol. Your mother may not know, but I think your father does."Soleil stared at me, looking nervous after hearing what I said. "That can't be right… What could possibly have happened to him? He was completely fine when he got home last night…""I'm not sure, but I can't shake this feeling.""Relax. I'll ask my mother when I get home later, okay?""What about your father?" I pressed."He's super busy. He left the moment he woke up this morning, saying there's something in the county that needs his attention," Soleil replied.That made sense. Someone of his status wouldn't have the luxury of staying home.The revelation drained Soleil's enthusiasm for shopping. After lingering at the mall a little longer, she decided to leave, and I didn't try to stop her.We parted ways, each driving off in our own cars.Unwilling to return home and let my thoughts spira
"I'm not sure if I misunderstood you, but I have a feeling you see me as more than just a colleague, Mr. Young," I said, starting the conversation.Jamie froze for a moment, rubbing his nose awkwardly."I admire you," he confessed. "Having spent most of my life abroad, I've become a lot more Metropolitan in my outlook than some of the guys around here. Issues that men here might get hung up on, like your annulment, just don't bother me."Oh my god, he was so damn straightforward. I shivered internally."Thanks, but after everything I've been through, I'm just not expecting anything anymore," I replied, forcing a sad chuckle.I needed to make it clear to him before he started thinking there was any possibility."Taylor, I'm not like them. My parents are divorced, and they've lived extraordinary lives. They never interfered with my choices, or who I decided to spend time with, you know?"He paused, his gaze intense. "Personally, I'm not concerned about what others think of me. I g
Cameron's whining assaulted my ear from the other side. I immediately grew wary."Where are you people? I thought the cops had taken him away to look into the Kennedys' case," I said flatly."He's so sick even the cops sent him back here after they were done.""Then he's in the hospital. So what? Why is he suddenly in a coma or whatever?""Because of Miles!" Cameron sobbed. "That piece of shit Edward set Miles up! My son is doomed!"By then, the Joneses only had Miles. They had to bail him out and save him, but there was one problem—an espionage charge was one of the hardest to clear, even in the shortest amount of time. One would need powerful friends to speed up the process.Who would stick their neck out for a bankrupt family with filth all over their name?Things were going so badly for them that Harry's stress must have worsened his condition."I told you. You can only get my money by exchanging it for your sincerity. Repent at my mom's grav—""Fuck you, Taylor! Your dad
"Didn't drink just now?" Soren asked."No." I was stunned. "Did you come here at this hour because you were worried I would be drunk?"That meant Soren hadn't stayed at the restaurant for long either. Or maybe he had, but not to spy on me. It was just a coincidence. Still, showing up here now couldn't possibly be a coincidence. He was worried about me.We locked eyes for a long time. I waited for him to say something—anything—but his lips remained pressed shut.It was cold outside, and I was starting to feel painfully underdressed. Just as I was about to invite him upstairs, he turned away and headed for his car."Wait!" I blurted out before I could stop myself.What reason did I have to make him stay? And what would happen if he did?It would just be the two of us alone in my unit—two recently broken-up partners in the middle of the night. The perfect recipe for disaster. It could only complicate things further.I forced myself to look away and headed for my unit. Once there
The other woman stepped forward quickly. "We deeply regret offending you, Mr. Kenway! We went overboard with our jokes, I promise!"Soren motioned toward me with a slight tilt of his chin. "Apologize to her."The woman turned to me immediately. "I'm very sorry, Miss Jones! It was really just a misunderstanding. Truly!"She elbowed her friend, who reluctantly muttered, "Sorry."Soren finally released them, and they left in a hurry.It was just the two of us now.I felt a shiver crawl up my spine. My mind was buzzing. I had no idea what to say. It took me a few moments to compose myself enough to say, "Tha—"I realized he had already turned and left. He hadn't looked at me or acknowledged my presence.I felt slapped in the face, but this time, it was my heart that ached. Tears welled in my eyes.I remembered how distant and cold he had been at the hospital, treating me as if I were a complete stranger.If he hated me so much, why had he even shown up on my behalf? Was he testin
"Just what are you insinuating?" the woman snapped, rolling her eyes. "I'm self-aware enough to know my place!""Yeah, figures. You're too low to even be on the Kenways' level," I retorted before walking away.The woman, furious, blocked my path in the corridor. "What are you trying to say? Too low? As if you're not just as low and undeserving of the Kenways!"I didn't want to escalate things, so I replied calmly, "You're the one who brought this up in the first place. Now you're acting like your ego's made of glass?"You don't have the right to comment on me. At least I've actually dated Soren Kenway. What about you?""So what? He broke up with you in the end!"I smiled. "That's misinformation. I broke up with him."A woman who had emerged from the bathroom stared at me, eyes wide. "You what? No way. You're bullshitting me.""I can't force anyone to believe me. Suit yourself."I tried to move past, but the woman still blocked my way."Please. We live in a civilized society.
In my melancholy, I hailed a cab and headed home.Jean called while I was on the way."You're discharged? Girl, you have not even fully recovered yet!" she scolded. "Damn it! I didn't visit today because I was busy, and now you've run off?!""'Running off' is a bit dramatic. I'm fine. I can rest at home. Don't worry about me."I felt guilty for making her check on me so often over the past two days, which was why I decided to go home.Everyone was busy with their own lives—my best friend included.Soren had once taken care of me so attentively. He had made me feel loved, cherished and cared for. It was the happiest I'd ever been.And now he was gone. Loneliness had never felt so crushing.Sitting in my apartment alone, I couldn't hold back my tears.I tried to shake off the sadness and lift my spirits. Then, knowing I had a lot to catch up on, I decided to go back to work the next day.-Jamie was stunned when he saw me. "Oh gosh, Miss Jones, are you… alright? You look hagga
I had never been hospitalized for being sick in my life! How was this possible?!Jean helped me complete the paperwork and led me to the inpatient wing.Unfortunately, that's where I ran into my ex-rival.Candy had a thermos with her, probably here to deliver some food.She seemed stunned by my appearance. "Taylor? Fancy seeing you here! Aww, you caught a fever from a breakup?"I rolled my eyes and walked past her. Talking to her wasn't worth my energy.However, Candy wasn't about to let it go. She quickly caught up with me and added, "You and Soren were actually serious, weren't you? He's sick, too, but he's staying home."I glanced at her. "He's unwell?""Mm-hmm. He's probably been really stressed out lately. He has some stomach issues, but I checked on him yesterday. He's recovering," she said sweetly, as though she were the one winning.Jean returned after paying for my stay.When she saw Candy, she immediately took my arm protectively. "Oh my God, why are you everywhere?
"Let's take some pictures!" I chirped.That way, I could look at them whenever I missed him.Soren frowned. "Hard pass.""Come on, it's just a few pictures. Before I left for Medhelanon, Candy shoved her phone in my face just to provoke me."Do you know what she had as your lock screen? Your side profile! Tell me why she gets to have pictures of you, and I can't, when I'm your official girlfriend?""I need pictures of you from every angle. That's only fair!" I said angrily, already adjusting my position to find the most flattering shots.Soren leaned in so close I could feel his breath. "You're an ex-girlfriend.""So what if I am? I wanted to take pictures that day when Candy humiliated me, but you weren't there, were you? You owe me this!" I yanked him closer. "Closer! You need to be closer to my face!""Kiss me!""My turn to kiss.""Now, both of us kissing!"I gripped his shirt with my free hand like I was afraid he might run. I made him pose for a dozen shots from every a
I punched the bed in rage."Who are you swearing at so early in the morning?" a voice called from behind me.Startled, I jumped and turned.Soren sat on the couch in front of the window, sharply dressed in slacks and a button-up shirt, as though he'd been waiting for me to wake.The curtains were still drawn, but it was late enough in the day that sunlight filled the room.His face held none of the sun's warmth. It was a far cry from how he usually looked at me.I sat up slowly as realization sank in. This was it—the farewell.I didn't want it to feel so heavy or final, so I threw on the attitude of a spoiled princess. "Why didn't you say something if you were up? You nearly gave me a heart attack!"He rested his hands on the armrests, one leg crossed over the other. I'd never seen him take such an aloof posture around me. Not since the day we met.He looked like someone who'd decided he was better than me. And suddenly, I felt like I couldn't measure up at all."I've been up