Gloria struggled fiercely, trying to break free from his arms.
"I don't understand what you are saying. The only thing I know is that I am doing great," she said angrily. "Doing great? Really? Gloria, stop lying to yourself! Are you really doing great? Gloria, are you sure of it?" Lucas blurted out, yet in the next second, he suddenly stopped. He forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes, and opened them again. When his hand touched her long hair, he stopped. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you really not living in the past? Then why do you still keep your hair long? Because of Patrick? Is he really that unforgettable?" Gloria's face turned ghastly pale in the blink of an eye. "Let go!" She panicked. She wanted to escape. In such a case, she wouldn't need to face it, so she wouldn't be in so much pain. Thus, she escaped. The moment she did so, a strong sense of unwillingness appeared in Lucas' eyes. Lucas wouldn't leGloria thought, 'What if I could go back in time? What if I get to choose again? I think I would still choose to work with Lucas because I had to keep the Carter Group going.' Gloria pulled out the chair and looked deeply at Lucas again. Then she turned around and left decisively. As he watched her walking away step by step, staggering, he said, "Gloria!" Lucas' deep voice was as magnificent as a cell, it echoed behind her. He looked at Gloria's back, ignoring the sudden sense of loss in his heart. He felt that he had lost something very important. He shouted at her, "The woman I choose will keep her hair long just for me! That woman will be the love of my life!" Gloria did not stop. She stood with her back to Lucas, and there was a smile on her delicate face. She said in a tender voice, "Good luck. And goodbye." At the dining table, Lucas put the last bit of pasta into his mouth. He chewed hard and closed his eyes.
Camille roared hysterically, "You can't be so heartless! In fact, the Carter Group and the Silver Spring Pack were both Harry's! He has given the Carter Group to you, and you just need to donate marrow to him, but why did you refuse time and time again? What else do you want? I will give you everything you want. Can you save Harry? I beg you." In the waiting room of the airport, Gloria sat alone in a corner. She seemed to be enduring something desperately, her body trembling. She clenched her fists and said through gritted teeth, "If you care about the Carter Group so much, take it!" She had already put too much effort into the messy Carter Group and did many things unwillingly. Everyone thought that she had taken advantage of the Carter family. "I don't believe that you are willing to give up on it. If you do, you are either a fool or a liar. You are just coaxing me." Camille mocked. Gloria closed her eyes and listened to Camille's voice
Gloria lay on the bed, and her heart was a mess. When she entered the bedroom, Patrick followed her in, holding the quilt she had just taken to the living room. This time, Gloria did not berate him or ask him to leave. Patrick's eyes were bright and lit up with joy. She had mixed feelings. She thought of the changes in Patrick over the past few days and what he had done that night. Patrick only had a child's mind, yet he still protected her from the attacks of the vicious rogues. He could escape, but he didn't. Gloria recalled that Patrick got up at midnight and warmed her feet. Which one was the real Patrick? Patrick lay down beside her. Her body stiffened, and she was about to scold him, but in the end, she moved aside with her quilt and said coldly, "You are not allowed to get under my blanket or touch me. Otherwise, I'll kick you out." Patrick yawned and asked, "Gloria, will you let me stay if I do whatever you tol
"How did he provoke you?" Gloria didn't speak for a long time, and Stewart asked awkwardly. Gloria froze and was speechless. Her expression changed dramatically. "Forget it! Just come and take him away today! I don't want to see him again!" Gloria shouted. "Gloria, if you don't like me to kiss you, I won't do it again. Don't send me away, please." Patrick's voice sounded. Gloria's hand trembled, and she had a headache. There was a strange silence on the phone. Gloria could guess Stewart's expression on the other side of the line. "Shut up!" She shouted at Patrick, who was trying to soften her up. "So that's the reason. He's quite a jerk." Stewart rubbed his nose and wanted to laugh, but he did not dare to provoke Gloria further. He could only hold back his laughter, and his face was distorted. "Gloria, Alpha Alex took the opportunity to intervene in the internal affairs of the Hammond Group. I have been going crazy dealing wi
Gloria stood for a long time. In the end, she opened the door and bent down to pick up the takeout that was placed on the ground. She said softly, "Mandy, thank you." However, no one heard her. Time passed by quickly. It was getting dark outside. Gloria glanced at her watch. It was almost time to get off work, but she did not want to go back home. Stewart did not call her for the whole day. She thought that her threatening words in the morning should be effective and that Stewart was afraid of her. Gloria finished looking through the documents on the table. She no longer had an excuse to stay longer. She left the office. Gloria parked the car in the underground parking lot, took the elevator upstairs, and arrived at the floor where she lived. Standing outside the apartment, she looked at the closed door with mixed feelings. She reached out her hand and placed it on her heart gently. She could feel clearly that her hear
Another month had passed. When Sean was about to finish his business in Italy, he got into new trouble. He said that it was not a big problem, but it would take some time to handle it. Gloria smiled and said to Sean, "I almost thought you were lying to me. In fact, you were hitting on girls in Italy and forgot everything." Sean joked on the phone, "Hitting on girls? No. I'm surrounded by stinky men only." "Then, try to get back soon." There was a hint of coldness in Gloria's tone. At first, Gloria thought that her cooperation with Lucas would be ruined, but it lasted for a month. And Lucas simply disappeared from her sight. The cooperation had moved onto the second stage. The representatives of both sides had to meet again to discuss the specific details of the next step and confirm some details that had been discussed before. In the afternoon, Mandy knocked on the door of the president's office and led an acquaintance in. "G
Gloria felt Patrick's shoulders tremble slightly. She closed her eyes to hide the pain in her eyes. Suddenly, Patrick printed his lips on hers. She was surprised and struggled to push him away. Patrick whispered in her ear, "Gloria, I have that strange feeling again." Patrick grabbed her hand and put it over his heart. She felt suffocated and heartbroken. In the end, she was defeated again. Whether he was stupid or smart, whether he forgot everything or not, she had never won. Gloria gave up struggling and stopped pushing Patrick away. She closed her eyes and allowed him to continue kissing her. "Are you feeling better?" She asked. "Gloria, I'll be with you for the rest of my life," Patrick repeated seriously. Gloria met his deep eyes. Her smile was bright, which held him spellbound. She suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to the amusement park?" Patrick's eyes lit up. "Really?" Gloria nodded. "Let'
"Patrick lied to you!" Ellison looked emotional. He had been waiting for the moment for a long time. "Shut up!" At the door of the conference room, Patrick shouted. The doctor said that his mind had regressed to an eight-year-old. But Ellison's words exposed the lie. Patrick was furious and glared at Ellison with his sharp eyes. "Gloria, I can explain." Patrick looked nervously at Gloria and was anxious. There were other people in the conference room, including Alex, Stewart, and some higher-ups of the Hammond Group. Gloria's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on one person. Soon, she shifted her gaze away. The slight mocking smile on her face disappeared before people could notice it. The person whom Gloria had just looked at saw it and clenched his fists. Everyone was staring at Gloria. Stewart said, "Gloria, Patrick didn't lie to you on purpose." "Fine, then explain it to me." Under everyone's gaze, Gloria
This meant he was giving her only one chance. If she refused, she would never be able to return home.Luana felt as if a heavy stone had settled in her heart, making it hard to breathe and preventing her from making a decision quickly.Dorian maintained his domineering posture, observing the shifting expressions on her face with a smug confidence, waiting leisurely for her response.Five minutes passed, and Luana took a deep breath before nodding. "Alright, I agree, but it's only a marriage in name."Dorian let out another faint sneer. "What else did you expect?"He picked up the diamond ring, nodded his chin, and gestured for Luana to extend her hand.Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand, and Dorian casually placed the ring on her right ring finger.After slipping the ring onto her finger, Dorian released her hand and looked into her eyes with his deep, dark gaze. "We go to the church tomorrow," he said.With that, he pocketed Dorothy's passport and turned to leave.Luana raised he
Luana stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her resemblance to Dorothy grew day by day, and fear began to gnaw at her heart.She had already been a stand-in once. How could she bear to become one again, especially for her sister?Accompanied by a caregiver, Luana visited a hair salon and had her hair extended to waist-length, styled in the familiar waves she once wore.Dorian said nothing when he saw her like this, but after she fell asleep, he took a pair of scissors and cut off her hair.Luana was terrified, nearly fainting from the shock.Dorian, however, propped his chin on his hand with a nonchalant expression and said, “Who said you can do that?”Luana gaped at him, unable to contain her frustration. "Dorian, are you crazy…?"Dorian let out a soft chuckle. "Only now figuring that out?"Speechless, Luana took a deep breath and tried to reason with him."I'm not Dorothy. I'm Luana. Can you stop d
Luana had long harbored such suspicions in her heart.If her mother had not passed away, Dorothy would not have had to flee with her across different places.Her mother and sister must have experienced some terrifying events back then.Thinking of how George had not mentioned her father once, Luana couldn't help but ask again, "And my father...?"Before she could finish, George spread his hands helplessly, "Sorry, that's all I know."Luana stopped pressing George for more information, but her gaze took on a more inquisitive hue.George, an internationally renowned cardiologist, had gone to such lengths for her sister—what exactly was their relationship?George placed the photo frame on the bedside table and, noticing Luana's scrutinizing look, guessed her thoughts."Dorothy and Dorian have been close friends of mine for many years..." he offered a brief explanation, yet said nothing of the conflict between Dorian and Doro
"After he replaced you, he saw a man being deeply affectionate toward you when he arrived."To ensure your sister's heart would only be yours, he secretly switched you out, letting your sister take your place in the cremation..."Once you were replaced, I found you hadn't suffered brain death and immediately rushed to save you, performing the heart transplant surgery..."Luana fell silent for a long while after George's account. So this was how she survived. She wasn't an orphan after all.She had a sister... A sister who had given her heart to save her.Yet, Luana still had many questions.She didn't understand why her sister had been fleeing with her abroad.And why, according to George, her sister was eager to end her life not just to save her but also to escape Dorian. What had happened between them that drove her sister to end her life to avoid him?Her face etched with confusion, Luana struggled to ask George, but he coul
When Luana heard the mechanical female voice again, she felt a wave of despair. Her tears flowed even more fiercely.She wanted to get up and rush back to them immediately, but she couldn't move at all...Dorian, seeing the urgency and despair in Luana's eyes, couldn't help and said, "You've been in a coma for two years. Maybe they've changed their phone numbers."His words kindled a flicker of hope in Luana. Yes, after being unconscious for so long, many things must have changed, and changing phone numbers was entirely possible.She forced herself to sit up, clinging to this hope, and asked Dorian again, "How... much longer... until I recover?"Dorian, casually playing with his phone, replied indifferently, "I'm not a doctor. How would I know?"Luana was taken aback by his words, tightly pursed her lips, and stopped bothering him.Dorian sat for a while, finding it dull, and got up to leave.That night, Luana's dreams were no
Dorian spoke slowly, "I respected her last wish. When you were sent to be cremated, I replaced you and transplanted her heart into your body. George said even with a new heart, you might not survive, but you did... Only... you survived, and she took your place, lying forever in the cold cemetery..."His eyes dimmed as he spoke, his entire being shrouded in sorrow.Luana was utterly confused, blinking to signal Dorian to continue.But Dorian fell silent. His gaze shifted to her heart area, a hint of regret surfacing in his eyes."Have you ever deeply loved someone?" he abruptly changed the subject, posing a strange question.This caused Luana to fall silent, her expression turning somber.She might have once, but when Cline let Runa answer her call on the day of her death, she had given up on that feeling entirely..."Was it the man named Albion?" Dorian asked further.Luana was startled, surprised that Dorian knew about Albion.
He set down the mirror, leaned back in the armchair, and propped his leg up, speaking with interest, "Luana, you're quite intriguing."Luana was taken aback. This man knew her name, indicating he knew her, yet she had no recollection of him. Who on earth was he?The man leaned forward slightly, his deep black eyes fixed intently on Luana's face. "Listen carefully, I am—"He paused, then his thin lips parted again. His clear voice reached Luana's ears, "Dorian Lamont."Dorian, Dorian... Luana searched her memory for this name but found nothing.She stared into his eyes, filled with confusion, eager to understand more.However, the man had no more to say. He rose and left the room.Shortly after he exited, a blonde, blue-eyed female caregiver entered.While assisting Luana in wiping her body, she chattered about something akin to a miracle, then left after cleaning up, without elaborating further.Once alone, Luana g
She quickly lowered her eyelashes, blocking out that scorching gaze.The man stared at her for a while, and upon noticing the flutter of her lashes, he confirmed she was truly awake.He straightened up, said nothing, and turned to leave, soon returning with an elderly man.The old man had golden hair and blue eyes, his head full of white hair. Dressed in a white suit, he looked spirited and elegant.The man led the elderly gentleman in, raised his slender finger, pointed at Luana on the bed, and asked with a frown, "George, how did she wake up?"George?Luana was taken aback. Eva had mentioned that Cline had contacted a renowned international heart specialist for her, and that expert was named George. Could this be him?George didn't respond to the man's question. Instead, he activated the medical equipment and began a full-body examination of Luana.His expression was focused, his eyes filled with disbelief.His reactio
Cline's face stiffened instantly. The body he had been barely holding together suddenly collapsed.Yes, Luana loved Albion, not him. What right did he have to stay here?He remembered how Luana had repeatedly asked him not to mess with her in the past...Since she despised him so much, if he didn't let Aibion be alone with her for a while, she would only hate him more.Thinking this, Cline slowly stood up and walked away without looking back.Calvert watched Cline's figure disappear, then turned back. He gently traced Luana's photo on the tombstone."Luana, forgive me for not telling him the truth—that you actually loved him... I just wanted to punish him for being so cruel to you... But please, don't blame me, okay?"With that, he kissed the tombstone one last time."Luana, I've passed the Coburn Group to my cousin and given all my personal assets to Clarissa. I... can come to stay with you now."Calvert took out