~Days later. ~Wedding day. “Wow, this looks great on you,” Emily complimented, her lips filled with a smile, holding the door, peeping inside the dressing room. Kaylie gave her a side stare. “What are you doing here?” She questioned. She didn't allow Emily and Wendy to come because she didn't want to see them around her. Emily ignored Kaylie’s rudeness. “They'll call the bride soon, and I'll work you down the aisle.” She informed, still maintaining her smile to be sincere. Kaylie scoffed. “Walk me down the aisle?” She repeated and scoffed. She slowly turned her neck until her face landed on Emily, asking, “do you think I'll allow that?” “If she doesn’t walk you down the aisle, who will?” Andrew's voice came walking towards them. Kaylie authoritatively lifted her brows. “Anyone else,” she gave an immediate response. “But can never be her, you, or your daughter.” Emily scoffed. “You may hate us, Kaylie, but you can't deny us. We're still your family.” “We're your parents, aren'
~In the evening. Kaylie’s heel resonated on the floor as she stepped out of the room into the parlor in an expensive green floor-length gown and a tiny diamond necklace on her neck. Her face was layered with powder that blended with her light skin, and pale pink lipstick complimented her soft, full pink lips. Her blonde hair was styled in a classic bun with a delicate silver hairpin placed in it. Sadie, in her knee-length gown, had been waiting for Kaylie. She couldn't enter the room since Gage was inside, so immediately, as Kaylie came out, she rushed to her front. “Wow!” She scanned her from head to toe. “This looks great on you,” she complimented. “Bryson chose the correct size.” “Oh,” Kaylie said, surprised. “Is the dress from him?” Sadie nodded. “Yes,” she confirmed, smiling. “He auctioned it. It's expensive, but he got it because he believes you're worth it.” Bryson entered. “Wow!” He uttered, looking at Kaylie. He rushed to her front and scanned her body before getting hi
“No!” “I can’t!” “Never!” A voice woke Kaylie up from her sleep, and she quickly lifted her head from the pillow with a furrowed face. “Hun!” The room was dark, so she quickly turned on the light. She glanced at Gage next to her on the bed and saw him swiftly shaking his head with his eyes still closed, gripping the duvet, gritting his teeth. Her eyes widened in shock as she observed him for a few seconds. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked in a whisper. She watched him for another second, thinking he would stop, but he didn’t. “Gage…” she called in a low voice, still staring at him with confusion and shock, reflecting on her face. She stretched out her hand to touch him but reluctantly ceased and took her hand back. “Mom!” Gage continued shouting from his sleep with his eyes still closed. “Dad! Please, save me!” She watched him for another second until his forehead became wet with cold sweat. “Gage…” she called his name again, confused. She bent on her knees and tapped him l
Kaylie stepped out of the bathroom and saw jewelry boxes on the floor and dresses on the bed, while Gage remained in the same spot where she had left him in his wheelchair next to the bed. She scanned the jewelry boxes, trying to count them with her eyes, but she couldn’t finish counting before she shifted her gaze to the dresses on the bed, and without bothering to count them, she shifted her gaze to him. “What’s this?” “Nothing much,” he answered in simplicity. He pointed to the boxes on the floor and the dresses on the bed, furthering, “just two dozen jewelry sets, and dozens of dresses. Auctioned from the same brand Bryson ordered the one that makes you see him as the best,” He looked at her face and chuckled. “But at prices higher than his. These dresses are special editions, with some having just two types and the highest products of such qualities are five,” he explained, trying to exaggerate to impress her. “And the interesting price is that you’ll be the only one with th
“Oh.” Kaylie uttered as she shockingly stepped aside, avoiding bumping into Richard. He was holding Gage’s meal plates, packing them to the kitchen. Without glancing backward, she pointed in the kitchen direction, permitting, “Go first.” Richard curtsied his head. “Thanks, ma.” He said. He released the door lever and walked away in a hurry. After eyeing him until he reached the parlor, Kaylie took a soft breath. She entered the room and unlocked the door before slowly taking her steps toward Gage, sitting on the couch. Seeing her enter, Gage immediately looked away, staring to the left side, avoiding eye contact. “What exactly are you scared of?” She threw a question immediately as she arrived at his front, with a few gaps between them. He slowly turned his neck, and as his eyes landed on her body, he lifted his eyebrows twice before his gaze met hers. “What do you mean?” He asked, his face furrowed unclear. She exhaled softly, keeping her voice low. “I’m asking what you are afr
“Anything you want,” he answered in simplicity, his gaze filled with determination, certain she wouldn’t succeed. “Just name whatever you want. I’ll give it.” She nodded her head twice, her lips filled with a beam. “Deal,” she uttered. She loosened her hands from her chest and walked to his side. She sat down and raised her finger. “To prove my plan works out, I’ll retrieve one of her plans against you. How about that?” He nodded in acceptance. “Agreed,” he said. “But I know you’ll fail.” She lifted her brows, grinning. “I have a request already, and I can’t wait to get this done so I can ask for it,” she stated. “Hopefully you won’t fail me.” He chuckled. “I’m who I am, but one thing that can never change about me is I always stand on my words,” he let out. “And in addition to whatever you request, if you retrieve useful information from Sadie, I’ll blindly follow every other plan you’ve got. I’ll let you take the lead.” “This inspires me more.” She said and winked at him. ~ “H
Kaylie opened the door and peeped into the room before entering. “Why are you sneaking in?” Gage threw a question, turning around to face the entrance immediately as the door creaked. He was sitting in his wheelchair in front of the window. “No one forbids you from entering as you wish. The only thing we won’t be sharing is the bed.” She scoffed, slightly shaking her head. “I’m not sneaking in,” she uttered. “Just checking before entering.” “Checking for what?” He asked. “Because I don’t want to witness what I shouldn’t.” She answered in simplicity. He furrowed his brows, unclear. “And what don’t you want to witness?” He asked. “Unnecessary conversations shall be avoided.” She said, walking to the couch to sit. After watching her sit, he turned the wheelchair to comfortably look at her. “Where have you been?” He questioned. “Taking fresh air outside,” she gave a simple response, adding, “taking fresh air.” “With who?” He interrogated. She chuckled softly. “You know already,
Kaylie and Sadie walked out of the kitchen after inspecting the dinner meal. They arrived at the dining table and met chairman Paul and Bryson, already seated.Kaylie curtsied her head. “Welcome, sir,” she greeted, but Chairman Paul ignored her, yet she didn’t give up. She filled her lips with a smile, asking, “how’s your day, sir?”Sadie gave the chairman a reprimanding stare, but he paid no attention to her. She faced Kaylie, beaming, “sit.”Kaylie smiled. “Okay, ma.” She uttered and calmly sat next to Sadie.Chairman Paul moved his back from the chair backrest. “There’s a business party tomorrow at the Regency Hotel, and this family will attend,” he announced and glanced at Bryson. “You know about it, right?”Bryson nodded. “Yes,” he responded, adding, “the organizer invited me himself. I’ve worked with him before, and he commends me for my intelligent work and shows interest in my future project,” He was trying to impress the chairman, so he proceeded, “he’s even willing to introd
Richard parked in front of the house and rushed out, hurrying into the compound. The maids watched him, their eyes lingering on his retreating figure until he vanished behind the door.As soon as he closed the door, they exchanged knowing glances, their faces breaking into soft chuckles. “That’s how he’ll be running up and down…” one whispered, and the other scoffed, clapping her hands in amusement. “I hate him. The way he speaks, walks… everything about him. He’s no different from that silly lady, Vera…”The first maid shook her head, opposing her friend’s view. “No, he’s not like that. That’s why I have a crush on him. He’s gentle and looks amazing—even better than young Master Gage. Richard is just so perfect…”The second maid shot her a scornful look, her face twisted in disgust. “You can’t be serious.” She hissed, turning away.Her friend followed, calling out, “Wait! Did I say anything wrong?”Richard entered the parlor and hastened to Kaylie’s room. He knocked on the door, but
Gage’s voice echoed through the office as he kicked open the door with his foot. “What do you think you’re doing, old man?” He growled, striding into Chairman Paul’s office. His anger was palpable, and his voice rose with each step. “What’s going on here?!”Chairman Paul looked up from his laptop, his expression calm and collected. He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on Gage’s face before returning to his work. His fingers continued to dance across the keyboard, a contrast to Gage’s agitation.Gage wheeled forward, his movements abrupt, and stopped just short of the chairman’s desk. “What are you doing?” He demanded, his voice laced with accusation.Chairman Paul ignored him, his focus fixed on the laptop screen as if Gage weren’t there.Gage took a step closer, his eyes blazing with intensity. “You don’t hear me, or you’re pretending not to?” He asked. Chairman Paul’s fingers paused, and he stared downward for a moment before snickering softly. He raised his gaze, his eyes lo
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Kaylie pushed open the door, her eyes landing on Chairman Paul, sitting on the sofa with a neutral expression, facing the entrance. With Sadie beside him, her legs crossed and hands folded across her chest, her right foot tapping out a slow rhythm. The creak of the door announced Kaylie’s arrival, and Sadie's gaze flicked up, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tracked Kaylie’s approach.“Why have you decided to starve us?” Chairman Paul’s question hung in the air, his voice low and even. Though his eyes remained fixed on some point ahead.Kaylie’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Hun?” She replied, her tone questioning.Chairman Paul’s gaze finally lifted to meet hers, his expression unchanging. “I’ve been informed you’ve forbidden the maids from preparing meals without your authorization.” He explained.“Yes, sir,” Kaylie confirmed, her face cast downward, bracing herself for a scolding. The silence that followed was oppressive, heavy with expectation. Kaylie sensed the chairman’s unspo
The car pulled over to the roadside, and Kaylie reached for a black scarf lying beside her. She unfolded and draped it over her head, adjusting it until it shrouded half her face.Her eyes darted around the surroundings, scanning for any signs of danger. Satisfied that it was safe, she slowly pushed open the door and hesitated for a moment before stepping out.She waited until the car drove away. Then, she took out her phone from the back pocket of her trousers. The screen was too dim, and she furrowed her brow in frustration until she cranked up the brightness.As she wanted to dial a number, a car horn blared from across the road. The horn continued to honk insistently, signaling for her to come over.She tucked her phone into the pocket and adjusted the veil to cover her face properly. After a cautious glance left and right, she crossed the road and approached the car. Before she could even knock on the door, the driver opened it, and she slid into the front seat.“Good afternoon,
Kaylie’s eyes gradually opened, and she let out a soft yawn, covering her mouth with her left hand. As she stretched her body and slowly turned to face the other side of the bed, her gaze landed on Gage, who was staring at her. “Ahn!” she exclaimed, shocked. She sat up abruptly while Gage shifted backward in his wheelchair, startled.“What happened?!” He asked, his voice raised with concern as he moved forward. “Are you okay?”“Oh,” she said, her hand on her chest as she released a soft breath. She glanced at his face, adding, “it's you. You scared me.”Gage’s expression softened in realization. He placed his hand on her shoulder, apologizing instantly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I was—”“When did you wake up?” She asked, her voice a little raised as she struggled to catch her breath. “What were you even searching for?”Gage’s eyes snapped shut, and he let out a soft surprise. “Hum!” Her question caught him off guard, and he went silent for a moment, trying to come up wi
Kaylie stopped rubbing Gage's hand as the car pulled into the compound and parked in front of the entrance. His hand still rested on her thighs, and she lifted her hand to tap him on the shoulder, thinking he was asleep. But before her hand could reach him, his eyes fluttered open, and he gazed at her. “You don’t have to worry about waking me up,” he said, lifting his head from the backrest. “I’m awake the moment you stop.” She lowered her hand. “Okay.” She said softly.She gently removed his hand from her lap and shifted on the seat, turning toward the door to exit. As she reached for the lever, his voice halted her. “What if we spent a few moments in the car?” He asked, but she ignored his question and quickly got out of the car.Richard, who had been waiting patiently, took off his seatbelt and rushed to the boot to get the wheelchair. He positioned it in front of the door beside Gage and stepped forward, expecting Kaylie to take charge. However, she remained still, not making a
“Stop!” Gage commanded, and Richard immediately hit the brakes as if he'd been waiting for the order. The sudden halt sent the cab driver rolling forward a few inches before he managed to pause. As the cab skidded to a stop on the roadside, Kaylie flung open the door and, forgetting to settle the fare, sprinted out of the car, racing toward Gage’s vehicle.The driver quickly shed his seatbelt and leapt out of the cab, calling out, “Ma’am!” He waved his arms to catch her attention, but Kaylie was oblivious, her focus fixed on Gage. The driver swiftly caught up with her, grasping her arm from behind and spinning her around. “You haven’t paid me, ma’am,” he said, extending his left hand expectantly.Kaylie’s eyes widened in surprise. “Huh?” She uttered, patting her jeans pockets in a panic. She checked again, but her pockets were empty.The driver’s finger jabbed toward her face. “You’re paying before you leave here!” He said, his voice escalating. “How could you hail a cab without the
Over an hour had passed since Dr. Gage finished Gage’s physical assessment. He’d headed to the radiology department to collect Gage’s imaging and neurological test results.Kaylie had remained silent, not uttering a word to Gage, while Gage, who’d been eager to start a conversation, had lost his nerve. His mouth had betrayed his heart, and the silence continued.The door swung open, and Dr. George entered, a smile on his face, clutching a file tightly in his hands. “I’m sorry to keep you waiting…”Kaylie’s face lifted, and she glared backward. A smile spread across her face. “Dr. George…” she murmured.George walked around the table, taking his seat and placing the file in front of him. “There’s a free test going on in the hospital today, so the queue was quite long.” He explained.Kaylie nodded, her eyes fixed on the file. “Okay,” she said softly, her mind still on the main point bothering her. “The test… how is it?”George handed her the file, his expression professional. “This is th