“Let go, Young Madam!”Bruce ran into the room. “That is the Young Master's… bodyguard!”Jane relaxed when she heard that the maxed man worked for her husband. She looked at the blood staining his shirt and licked her lips while shifting her eyes awkwardly.“I did not know you were here on my husband's behalf. Why did you not say something earlier? I am sorry…”“And I did not know you still remembered that you have a husband,” the man sneered.His sarcasm made her unhappy.“Of course I remember that I have a husband. But how can you hurt innocent people, even as his bodyguard?”Jane shook him off and wanted to help Brock Davenport up, but could not escape the man's vice grip.“Let me go!” She cried out.“You are coming with me!” Let's go? He had left her alone for a day and she took that as an invitation to run away to another country and even come to another man's house. He was not letting her out of his sight.“Just because you are my husband's bodyguard does not mean you can be so u
Ethan reached out to touch her beautiful face. He yearned to tear off her two-faced mask and make her confess the truth.When she had said that she liked him, were those just lies meant to win his favor?“Did anything happen last night that you want to tell me about?” It had been dawn when he finally got to W County, the weather had started acting up so they couldn't fly.He wanted to ask exactly what heart transpired between Brock Davenport and her but he couldn't bear to utter that man's name – and he wasn't sure that he wanted to hear her answer.Jane's thoughts traveled to that encounter in the dark that she had the last time she was in W County and all her grievances came spilling out.“So many things. I am still in pain. That man, he…”She couldn't wait to rant about all the awful things that had happened. However a roar interrupted her before she could continue.“Shut up, Jane!”At her husband's shout, Jane stared at him in blank shock. He had called her with such anger… was he
“Why? Did something happen?” Ivy asked suspiciously.Bruce sighed as he felt a tingle of fear move up his spine and moved his phone farther away from him.“The Young Master… misunderstood the Young Madam… he saw her with Young Master Davenport.”Ivy trembled in rage at Bruce's tone. She had to bite back several curse words.“Jane said you were very smart. I told her she was too simple-minded – with your low salary, how brainy can you be?”“You should be happy Jane chose your Young Master at all, in that condition of his. She was worried about her husband the first time she ran to W County and asked someone where he was.”“I was not able to contact her when she boarded that plane back then. I was worried about her – she flew to such a remote place just to take care of your Young Master, without caring about the price of the ticket.”“I don't understand what you just said and I don't want to. I will assume I just heard a very big joke.”“Listen up; if she comes back hurt, I don't care ho
“Jane!” Ethan's expression changed and he rushed over without hesitation.When Jane woke up again, it was in an unfamiliar environment. She sat up in fear. The sudden movement sent a jolt of pain through her arm and she cried out.“Did you have a nightmare, Jane?”Jane looked up blankly at a familiar voice and saw Ethan sitting in a wheelchair. Emotions flooded her: surprise, joy, anger and heartbreak.“What is wrong, Jane?”Ethan saw that her eyes were red and his heart ached. He pushed his wheelchair closer to the bed.“Are you in pain?”“W-why am I here? Where am I? I left just now. I did not mean to come back and bother you…”Jane explained herself before he could interrogate her further. She really didn't have the strength to listen to his cruel words anymore.She had been so dizzy that she couldn't work anymore so she had found a bench to sit on for a while…and ended up fainting.“We are at the hospital. You have a fever and you had fainted.”Ethan places hand on her forehead whi
Guilt surged through Ethan when he remembered what she had been through, and it was even made worse by her telling him not to kiss her.He put his arms around her and kissed her again, heedless of her words. He was so afraid of losing her that it was the only way he could be reassured of her presence.He was especially terrified that she would leave him because of his bad temper.“I can only get better if you kiss me, Jane. You cannot abandon me.”“No, no, no, I meant… I am still sick…”Jane thought about her husband's health; what if she passed her virus to him?She just had not expected Ethan to kiss her so eagerly - so desperately. She said and patted him comfortingly.It was as good as a silent invitation to her husband. Gratification rolled through him. How he wished he could claim her right now and tell her how much he loved her.When night came, two of them slept in the hospital bed together. Jane leaned into her husband's arms and discussed when she would be discharged.Ethan h
Jane said, “Senior, my husband's bodyguard was too impulsive when he attacked you. My husband is here to apologize to you.”Ethan turned to glance at his wife with hidden betrayal in his eyes. How could she make it seem like he had come to grovel at Brock Davenport’s feet.Brock Davenport took the cup and looked at Ethan with disdain in his eyes. “For Jane's sake, I will accept the tea – and your apology – and not kick up a fuss.”He took a swallow of the tea.Ethan's lips curled up slightly.“You are very understanding, Mr. Brock. I should also thank you for taking care of my wife.” He picked up the teapot and refilled Brock Davenport’s cup.Brock Davenport chuckled and did not take the cup this time.Taking care of his wife? He would have done a lot more than take care of Jane if his plans had actually worked back then.Then this damned cripple sitting in front of him would not be so smug.He spoke through gritted teeth as his fists clenched and unclenched under the table.“Jane is
“No, that gentleman is just a friend of mine. This is my husband”, Jane explained.Miranda Winston had the grace to feel very embarrassed but quickly composed herself.“I am sorry. Earlier, I thought your husband was very handsome. I did not expect him to be… uh… such a fine man.” Miranda Winston saw Ethan in his wheelchair and wanted to offer him some polite praise, but when she noticed his scarred face, her eyes darted away, unable to lie outright.She had no idea what a beautiful, young lady like Jane saw in her husband. She had thought, at first, that it was probably money. But Jane didn't seem the type.Well, he may not have had these challenges before they got married, she thought. She liked Jane even more because in today's world, some ladies would have left the marriage.She caught herself and realized she had not been a good host for leaving them standing at the door.To relieve the awkwardness, she invited them to tea.Jane looked at her husband with a silent question and he
Ethan glanced at the artist’s name and was surprised; it was a friend of his.“What makes you say that?”“I don't know much about art but I know enough to say that art often communicates emotion through its representation.”“When I look at the painting, something flickers in my heart, and I want to smile… to laugh… to cry… Am I making sense to you, dear?”Jane was torn, unable to express her thoughts clearly.Ethan held her hand.“And that feeling resonates with you. That is why you were touched. Right, Jane?”Jane was stunned. She wanted to question why she had been struck by such strange emotions, but if she had never experienced them, how could they be so easily – and vividly – triggered by a simple painting?She changed the topic.“The artist is really impressive, to demonstrate such a high level of mastery is absolutely amazing.”“Jane, you do not have to hide your emotions from me. If you are happy, you can laugh. If not, you can be sad. Be honest with me.”Ethan gazed at her wit
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