This was her cue to give him a goodbye kiss — a practice that she secretly enjoyed and that warmed her heart. But Cassidy was right there, same as yesterday.Shyly, she gave him a pat on the shoulder, like they were brothers instead of husband and wife.“You can do it!”, she said encouragingly and fled.Ethan stifled a disbelieving laugh.Cassidy’s fists clenched when she saw the smile tugging at his lips. “Miss Jane is such a darling”, she commented.“She is”, he echoed, his eyes uncharacteristically soft. “But you should refer to Jane as Mrs Harrington instead”, he said as he short her a glance with a perfectly lifted brow.“Don’t you despise that surname?” She asked as she raised a playful brow in return, “Or should I call her Mrs Ethan?”He gave it a moment’s contemplation and decided, “I don’t mind that either. As long as she’s mine”.Cassidy was throbbing with rage but her smile never wavered. “Ethan, I’ll be living with you both for some time so I think it’s best if I act a lit
“I —”“Save it!. My husband won’t die. He’ll recover — he will!”Brock scoffed, his aristocratic features turning cold.“Stop dreaming. How many years has Ethan been undergoing treatment? If he could recover, he would’ve long ago!”“How delusional can you get — just because you studied medicine for a few years? That cripple’s father despises him and now he has cut off all his son’s financial resources”.“Tell me: do you think he can survive without the aid of his family? Would you really rather stay with him than give me a chance?”Jane was shocked. She hadn’t known that Ethan’s family had severed all financial ties with him, too. This was all her fault. If she hadn’t gotten into trouble, her husband wouldn’t have fallen out with his father over her — and he would still have money for his treatment.She bit her lip, warding off her rising anxiety.“Are you listening to me?” Brock demanded.“Yes. Thank you for informing me. I have some money to spare for my husband’s treatment”.It was
Ethan stared at her, “Silly girl, I don’t need your money, I have my own”.“We’re married so there’s no need to feel ashamed. What’s mine is yours”.The storm cloud handing over Ethan’s features cleared and he repressed a faint smile. Money, money, money… That was it was always with her. It was a pity she wasn’t so unreserved in offering other parts of herself to him.“I don’t want your money, I want your kisses”.“What?”, It was such an abrupt change of subject.“Didn’t you say that what’s yours is mine?” Ethan deliberately skipped over the issue of money but for once, Jane surprised him by kissing him before he could continue. A smile broke out on his face.The tension in the car had dissipated. The Young Mistress’ effect on Young Master Ethan couldn’t be understated, Bruce thought, even if she wasn’t too bright about other matters. One day hisYoung Mistress would drive her husband over the edge…Ethan had cheered up so quickly that it puzzled Jane. All that from a kiss? Not that s
Bruce wanted to point out that it would more likely result in the exact opposite but he held his tongue. His Young Master was like a person with ears full of cotton when it came to his wife. *. *. *. *. *. When Jane arrived in class, Ivy pulled her to the back of the room.“Don’t be upset”, she said comfortingly, “I’m sure Brock Davenport would absolutely not do something like that. There must be a misunderstanding”.Jane shook her head, fending off an incredulous laugh.“I’m not upset, it’s just… shocking that they’re together, that’s all”.Over the phone, Ivy had revealed that Brock Davenport had gotten into a brawl at the bar not far from the campus late last night. Then afterwards, photos of him and her had been leaked on her social media.Despite her friend’s worry, she really, truly wasn’t upset. She recalled the events of the previous day. He had confessed to me and went to sleep with her right after. It had all been a sham then, leaving her flustered over nothing.“You don’t
Ethan was in the midst of a meeting in his study when Bruce entered.Whatever news he had, it was urgent.Ethan called for the meeting to halt and dismissed everyone.“What happened?” he demanded.“The Young Mistress got into a fight in school”.Ethan froze, “Is she hurt?”“No”. Bruce struggled to communicate the truth.“She… she started it, I think. A professor stopped them and brought them to his office. It would be a black mark in her student record; they might refuse to award her a scholarship”.Ethan stormed out and Bruce chased after him.“Your wheelchair, Young Master. I know that you are worried about the Young Mistress but don’t forget, you’re still pretending to be disabled”.Ethan had masqueraded as a cripple for more than a decade; he was used to the act. But now, that wheelchair was nothing but a burden and he loathed it more than ever. *. *. *. *. *. Wails echoed in the staff room, the high pitched whine of a dying animal.Ivy winced, her hands flying to her ears. She n
He spoke so unflinchingly, Ivy nearly applauded him. A sickly cripple he may be but even from the wheelchair, he projected a dominance that made him seem twice as physically imposing.Not bad. “Exactly”, she echoed. “You shouldn't get into fights you can't win. What's the point of crying now? Shameless thing”.“You ganged up on me!” Linda screeched.“I witnessed Jane and Ivy bullying Linda”. The professor was disgusted by Ethan's words.“We are an institution that takes pride in our learning. No matter the reason, such disgraceful behavior will not be tolerated. Who are you anyway to badge in like this?”Ethan looked at Jane expectantly. She couldn't bear for them to treat him like this so she said coldly.“He is my husband, Ethan Harrington. You didn't even try to find out why we were fighting, professor. You just assume it was our fault. How is that fair? We were willing to let it go but to compensate her? No! We can't and we won't”.“You attacked me. I deserve to be compensated!” Li
The principal spoke first, “Are you going to deny your guilt, Linda? Again?”Even beneath her makeup Linda had gone ghastly pale. With nowhere left to run she could only sob and beg for mercy.“They insulted me first. I was so angry so I wasn't thinking…“You were the one who started it,” Ivy interjected a little too hastily. “Why would we insult you for no reason?”Wordlessly Linda continued to let her tears flow. It was the man she needed to convince – as long as they didn't pursue the matter nothing would happen to her.Unfortunately, she was dealing with Ethan Harrington.“Earlier, she said that she should be compensated for being attacked”, Ethan said calmly. “In that case, she should compensate them for landing the first blow. How much do you think is appropriate?”Professor Amos leapt on his words.“That's right. She should compensate them. A hundred dollars should do it, as long as she apologizes too.“That's too much,” Linda spat.“Fine. Then I guess you just be expelled”, Ivy
Throughout their conversation, Ivy studied Ethan. She was just pondering the reason for his mask when he removed it and she understood. She managed to clamp down on her cry of alarm in the nick of time. In her discomfort, her gaze darted to Jane.When the food arrived, Ethan gave all his beef to Jane, the affection in his gesture unmistakable. With a smile he said to Ivy, “Don't stand on ceremony.”“Around her? Of course not.” She lowered her head and dug into her noodles, trying to spare herself the sight of him. Even still, she had to admit that the man – scars or not – treated Jane well, which was more than she had expected from a member of the Harrington family. No wonder Jane thought he was a decent man.After they were done, Jane still had classes in the afternoon so she sent her husband off as he boarded his car.“Stay strong dear, you will recover in no time.”“If you want to encourage me, action speaks louder than words.”Jane eyed Ivy in the background and he switched tactic
Jane woke up in an abandoned warehouse north of the city.Because the wedding was tomorrow, Jane had been resting very early recently and even slept in separate rooms with Ethan.Ever since they started having sex, her husband's self-control seemed to evaporate every night, as if he wanted to make up for years of deprivation.It drained Jane of her energy, leaving her unable to wake up the next morning. Ivy had laughed about it at her expense for a long time.However, Jane did not expect to receive a call from the old folks' home the day before her wedding. They had said that her grandmother was dying and wanted to see her for the last time.After careful consideration, Jane decided to grant her request. Ethan had been very busy recently as most of his businesses were conducted domestically now.Now, Ethan had changed and was stepping into new shoes as a new man, so Jane chose to pop down and come back without disturbing him.Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped into the ward, her gra
Jane was stunned silly, his father had gone that far?“Jane?...”“Continue, I'm listening. How did he even know her in the first place?”“He had an ulterior motive that he didn't want to handle directly so when Claire orchestrated the accident that took the Owens' lives, he secretly contacted her and threatened her with it.”“She was only too ready to comply with his orders. Claire had initially thought that Cassidy and I would be married when we were older and she apparently… liked me.”“So she figured marrying me as Cassidy would solve that for her but you came into the picture, she was receptive to my father's orders.”“He had told her to get you out of the house in anyway possible and he would take it from there…”“So?”“He arranged the robbery… when your passport was stolen. You would be stuck there if you didn't have it.”“He had arranged for you to meet Brock Davenport at the hospital so he would take you with him…”“Hold on, so Brock knew?”“He was in on it because my father p
Ethan's eyes went wide, Bruce put his hands on his head and Arnold stumbled a bit.The officer finally decided he had had enough and left after tucking the speeding ticket into Bruce's pocket. He shook his head and mumbled, “Rich people and their problems”.When he had come out to work today, he had not expected to see the drama from the novellas his wife always watched in real life.The other guards stood by silently, watching and wishing they had not given in to this Young Miss. She wouldn't have been able to come here on her own.Jane clenched her fists and finally decided she had had enough and she let her words out without filtering them one bit.“Now listen here, you poor excuse of a noblesse daughter,” Everyone's eyes went wide, “I do not care where you have come from, your money, title or none of that shit.”“That is all you will say in front of me. You open your gutter and utter one more word, I will make sure to give you what your abductors did not.”“A new facial reconstruc
Jane sneered at the television in disdain and picked up her phone to call Bruce.When he finally picked up, she stated abruptly, “Tell your Young Master not to come back!”“He should not set foot in the villa. I have changed the passcode so he shouldn't bother with anything.”__________Bruce was stunned and immediately walked up to Ethan who was on his way out after the conference was done.“Young Master, the Young Madam called.”A smile bloomed on his stoic face at the mention of his Jane.“She said not to bother coming back and that she has changed the passcode of the villa.”Ethan's smile fell and an overwhelming sense of panic set in, he ran off to the parking lot with Bruce hot on his tail, both ignoring the calls of Cassidy.He got to the car and frantically gestured for Arnold to unlock it. They both got in with a confused but alert Arnold wondering what the problem was.“To the villa, as fast as you can go!”Arnold started the car and raced out of the parking lot, no one noti
Ethan opened his eyes first and glanced at the alarm clock on his own bedside table. It read 6:00am, he turned to admire his wife with her hair fanned out on the pillow.Smiling at the memory of last night, he tucked a stray lock of hair away from her face. It had taken some time and serious work to convince her but he did.He had to go pick up Cassidy from the abductors’ den. His guards had infiltrated the den the night before and rounded them up in minutes.They were no match for these ones as they were former mercenaries he had given shelter, a job and a new life.Ethan got up reluctantly to take a shower. All he wanted to do was stay with his little wife in bed and cuddle.He would have that soon enough, bringing back the annoying little critter was more important at the moment since his jet was more convenient than a commercial flight.Shooting Bruce a text to pick him up, he then proceeded to accessorize before planting two kisses on her lips and forehead.He left once Bruce let
Jane's eyes fluttered open and the soreness of her lady bits hit her like a train, she recalled what had happened and blushed. She had finally consummated her marriage.The rumbling of her stomach jolted her from her thoughts, she was hungry. She sniffed the air and smiled, he was in the kitchen.She had a quick shower and tip toed out of the room, she peeked into the kitchen and watched her husband's back muscles ripple as he plated the pasta he just cooked.“Jane, baby, get over here and sit. I can feel your eyes on my back,” he chuckled and she scrunched her nose as she blushed in embarrassment.“That's impossible, how did you know?” She took a seat at the kitchen island and beamed at her plate.“I heard you close the bedroom door. Letting the door close noisily is not exactly wise if you were trying to sneak up on me.”He pinched her cheeks still rosy from her shower. She dug into the pasta with gusto, moaning at the first bite.Ethan swallowed as his brain fed him with flashbacks
Ethan kissed her again and laid her down on the messy covers. Leaning forward, he let his mouth linger on the shell of her ear, his breath tickling her neck.Jane shuddered at his touch, eyes bright and hazy with the eagerness to learn and desire pooling in her belly.He lightly traced her jawline with his nose, enjoying the way her breath hitched.Jane felt she could burst into flames at any moment, feeling goosebumps spread down her neck and chest. He had barely touched her but she was ready to melt into a puddle.Ethan wasted no time sinking his hand into the hair at the nape of her neck with a mild grip. His free hand slipped around her body and palmed her ass as his lips hovered barely an inch over hers, making her moan into his mouth.It felt like he was everywhere at once and all she could do was hold onto him and take it. Then his mouth travelled down her neck, sucking and nipping, she was now practically panting.Ethan sunk to his knees by the bed in front of her, tugging at
The cops tried to talk her out of it as she backed the exit and attempted to leave with the hostage but was quickly immobilized by two bullets from a Ruger SR22.Shot on target by a retired female general and shattered her kneecaps.She was quickly dragged out and calm was restored within the shocked guests.“I would like to state that the real Cassidy Owen is safe and will be returning soon, that's all.”Ethan walked out amidst shouts for interview requests from the reporters and stunned silence from the rest of the audience.Only the comments from the live stream was active even after he left.He rushed to the car and settled in, thinking of how cool he must have looked.“Take me to the villa instead, and don't wait. I will be sleeping with my wife today.”Bruce and Arnold glanced at each other, understanding their Young Master's intentions so when they dropped him off in front of the gates of the villa, they shouted some encouraging words.“Take care, Young Master. You have to do i
There was an uproar both at the event and in the comment section of the live stream. The directors stood stunned at his statement and the reporters began taking pictures and video cameras were focused on the people at the doors of the vault.Jane went mute in front of the television while Ivy screamed in surprise.Cassidy went pale in fear and horror but composed herself and tried to defend herself.“Mr. Harrington, we have been friends for many years but I do not think I like this joke.”“Friends? I have no recollection of ever being friends with a wannabe imposter. That is extremely beneath me and very insulting.”“Mr. Harrington,” the older director, Mr Jenkins, called out to him, “You do realize that you can't just say things like this…”“Oh I can, because I've known my friend since childhood and that… is not my friend.”“Ethan, if this is about what happened at your house with your wife… I apologize. However, you can't disrupt my inauguration because you want to be petty…”“Petty