Later that day, Darren Leister placed a friendly hand on Jane's shoulder heedless of her previous words.“I will treat you to lunch.”She shoved his hand away.“I should be treating you after all those times you've helped me…”He chuckled. “So you do not hate me after all. Don't tell me you are fond of me?”“I didn't catch that. What did you say?”“Nothing.”After they were done eating, Jane went off to the library. When she was out of hearing range, Darren Leister took out his phone and called Brock Davenport.“She's in the library. Take the chance to clear up your mess. I hear she got into a fight with Linda. I am not a detective but I'm placing bets that it is because you slept with her.”“Nothing happened between me and Linda!” Came Brock Davenport’s aggrieved reply. “I was drunk out of my mind, what was I supposed to do?”Darren Leister’s eyes turned hard. He had set Jane up with Brock Davenport so Ethan Harrington would divorce her; he had not expected Brock Davenport to be stupi
The butler's head whirled around and he bowed.“Young Master,” he greeted his tone differential.Ethan recognized him, he was called Uncle George.“If you're going to call me your ‘Young Master’ then maybe you should treat my wife with the appropriate courtesy,” he said icily.“Young Master… your father is doing this for your sake. He —”“I don't care whether he did it for me or his reputation. Now get out.”Uncle George opened his mouth but said nothing; he knew the relationship between father and son would not be so easily mended. With the money hand he retreated from the cafe.It was a surprise to see her husband but a welcome one.“Why are you here?” Jane asked.Her smile soothed Ethan slightly but then her jacket caught his eye, complete with another man's invisible paw prints. The thought burned like acid.“I missed you," he said simply.How clingy. “I will be home soon.”“As long as you are out of my sight, I can't possibly be at peace.” His words were released with an underlyin
After sending off her husband, Jane bumped into Darren Leister again to her chagrin.“Was that man earlier your husband?” he questioned.“You have a strange taste in… whatever he is.”He had been tailing Jane, the sight of her kissing Ethan Harrington had filled him with hate.Jane couldn't restrain herself from smiling at the thought of her husband.“Strange or not, I like him. He is my husband. I know you think he is nothing more than an ugly cripple, but I couldn't ask for a better man. It is not true that appearance doesn't matter to me, it's just that the other things are much more important. He makes me happy. It's as simple as that.”Growing up in the Harrison household she had lacked love and friendship, and had been perpetually mistreated. She had never dared to assert her own needs; her husband was more than enough for her, especially since she was still hopeful about his recovery.“Then I guess you are just easy to please,” Darren Leister said snidely. She nodded blithely an
In that split second of rage, her arm nearly swept out and sent the cutlery crashing to the floor. The only thing that held her back was that Ethan had allowed her to stay in his house, by his side – and that meant he must care about her somehow.When she finished cleaning up the kitchen, she turned around and saw Bruce inviting a dozen people into the house. They were like a small army, loaded with all kinds of jewelry, clothes, shoes and even skincare products…They had to be gifts for a woman. Could it be a surprise Ethan had prepared for her?The corners of Cassidy's lips curled up as she approached the group.“Set the items down,” she instructed. “I want to inspect them.”They didn't move, instead looking to Bruce. Only when he nodded did they obey and leave.Cassidy examined the abundance of items. Which woman wouldn't enjoy being showered with jewelry and new clothes, let alone from the man of their heart? Excitement raced in her.“Who picked these out?” she asked.“The Young Ma
“Don't disturb them, Dr Owen. Don't you have tasks to complete?”A sneer flashed in Cassidy's eyes for a second before her gaze turned gentle.“How did Miss Jane convince her husband to buy all this for her?” She asked as if they were sharing a jest.Bruce shrugged. “In the Young Master's words, what is he earning money for, if not to pamper his wife? Why would he deprive her of what he can afford?”He took care to keep his volume down.“He originally restricted his budget to twenty million dollars but he didn't quite stop there… I'm not sure how much he spent in the end.”“How generous of him.” One corner of Cassidy's smile turned mocking.“He is. He's usually more conservative about spending, but not when it comes to her. Heavens, I have never seen a man splurge so much before.”If this was what love made people do, then it was scary.Cassidy's breaths were turning shallow with fury. Eager to push the image of them kissing from her mind she turned around and walked away.As Jane was
The customer service officer explained, “Our company clothes are easy to recognize because of their unique markings. Our label is never on the back of the collar but on the side of the pocket so as to not chafe the wearer's neck. Ma’am, this coat of yours is a poor quality defective good, not even a high quality imitation.”“But…” Selene sputtered, face contorted.“Hear that?” Now move aside. How about this coat? Is it real?” Ivy lifted Jane’s coat to the camera.“It is ma’am. It is currently our top trending item, but there's only one of it in the world. It is worth 1.1 million dollars. You are lucky to have it.”“Thank you for your help. I take back what I said about suing you!” Ivy hung up and raised a brow at Selene.“What are you still hanging around here for? You mocked Jane for wearing authentic goods dressed in those inferior goods of yours? Jane might not want to argue with you but I won't let you off so easily.”The truth of Selene’s malice and vanity began to settle over the
Ethan glanced at his phone and his gaze softened. “I miss her already,” he admitted. “What do you think I should do?”It had only been two hours since he last saw her. Wasn't he tired of her presence yet? Bruce had a good sense not to say that though, so he only asked tentatively, “Why don't I get someone to photograph her in secret?”Ethan took a moment to contemplate the idea. “Alright. Go ahead.”Bruce suppressed a wry smile. His Young Master never showed this side of him to anyone else. Work matters no longer concerned him, only his wife. Love was a troublesome affair indeed.####In the classroom, Jane put down her phone and prepared for her lesson.“Was that your husband?” Ivy teased her.Jean smiled shyly and nodded.Ivy sighed. Her friend was in love.“I have got to give it to you. You actually fell for a man who looks so… unique. Not to mention one who can't get it up. Science dictates that intimacy is a vital part of a relationship; you must be determined to prove them wrong
Professor Sam couldn't repress a smile. He had seen all this play out before. He could tell that Brock Davenport and Darren Leister – two of his top students – liked Jane. Her academics were not bad, but she seemed overly focused on studying; too dense to be aware of such emotional nuances. It was hard to say who would win the pretty girl's heart in the end.####After her shift ended, Jane quickly packed her things and went to look for Darren Leister. At the end of the corridor, she saw a tall, straight backed man standing by the window.Rays of sunlight bathed his face, highlighting its youthful lines. Jane quickened her steps and walked up to him. “Senior, I have a favor to ask of you.”Darren Leister looked at Jane smiling brightly, as though it were the result of the sunlight. He couldn't help but inch closer to her, their proximity filling him with a steadily growing warmth.“Go ahead. What is it?”“I want to attend the traditional medicine club to learn some skills," she said, e