Third Person's POVCline's hands, tidying the cuffs of his shirt, paused briefly. He slowly lifted his cool gaze and scrutinized Luana.Her face showed no sign of sorrow. Instead, there was a hint of excitement.It seemed that for her, this was indeed a form of liberation.He furrowed his brows and asked, "You've long wanted to leave me?"
He swiftly returned to the company, presenting the untouched items back to Cline and conveying Luana's words to him verbatim.Cline raised his indifferent gaze and scanned the items on the desk before his cold eyes finally focused on the black card.He asked Russell coldly, "An extra million dollars?"Russell quickly nodded in confirmation, "Yes."Before returning to the company, he had specifically checked the balance on the black card.
With that, Clarissa turned and took out a clean set of pajamas from the wardrobe, handing them to Luana. "Go take a hot bath and relax. I'll make you something delicious to eat. After your bath, have some food and then get a good night's sleep, leaving all your worries behind. Don't think about anything, okay?"Luana took the pajamas and nodded, "Thanks, Clarissa."In Luana's heart, Clarissa was always like this, unconditionally good to her no matter when or where.Clarissa was like a bright and warm light, illuminating her originally dark and cold path in
If that was the case, why had Cline not hesitated to spend a fortune to spend a night with Luana five years ago?Even after that night, he had insisted she sign the agreement.And each time they were together, his behavior was nearly out of control.She really couldn't believe all of this. Just as she was about to ask Joan where she had heard these gossipy news stories, she saw the door of the CEO's private elevator slowly open.The chairman's special assistant, Laura, and s
Sabrina propped her chin on her hands, her eyes filled with envy, "He's already paved the way for his future wife so quickly. Mr. Moriarty is truly affectionate."Joan also wore a face of envy and jealousy, "If she weren't the chairman's daughter, how could that mighty man in Los Angeles notice her?"Sabrina shook her head in disagreement, "Miss Ortega is very outstanding herself, with such a high degree of education and such beauty. But speaking of appearance..."Sabrina turned to look at Luana, "Luana looks a bit like the new CEO, don't you think?"
Luana clutched her heart as if it were about to stop beating from the unbearable pain, barely supporting her weak body back to her workstation.She was determined to resign and hoped to complete the resignation procedures as soon as possible.She simply couldn't bear to witness the two of them flaunting their love in front of her every day for the little time she had left.She feared she wouldn't be able to endure such mental torture and worried that she might impulsively confront Cline about his cruel treatment towards her.
Cline then shifted his gaze from Luana and responded to Dawn with a faint, "Dropping off Luna."Dawn immediately understood that Cline was here to support his daughter.He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Thank you. Luna just returned to the States, and here you are, running around for her."Cline, with an expressionless face, curled the corner of his mouth and replied, "I'm heading back to Moriarty Group now."Dawn quickly said, "Alright, be careful. Don't let your work
"Of course, I want to sleep with you," he said bluntly, his eyes fixated on her chest, making no effort to hide his desires.Luana had changed into a silk nightgown before going to bed, with a slightly low neckline.Travis, taller than her, could see almost all of her body curves from above.She quickly pulled the nightgown around her to cover her chest.However, due to the tight pull, her hourglass figure was even more prominently displayed.
"Clarissa..." Albert wept and pleaded, "My mom has cancer, I got fired from my job, and the baby still needs milk. For the sake of our years together, treat me like a beggar and spare me a little help.""If you were truly a beggar, I'd give you some money to send you on your way, but you're not..."A clear voice cut through the air, tinged with exhaustion, coldness, and a hint of ruthlessness. "You're nothing but scum!""Clarissa!""Gag him and get him out of my sight!"At the command, the bodyguards immediately seized Albert and shoved him into the elevator."Humph, this despicable man!"Luana followed the voice and spotted a familiar figure leaning against the bar.The woman had a slender figure, waist-length curly hair, and fair, slender fingers holding a slender cigarette, while her other hand toyed with a wine glass.She tilted her head, staring into the red wine in her glass, as if observing another world from afar
Upon learning of this possibility, Cline simply said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone.He gazed once more in the direction the black luxury car had vanished, now more certain than ever that Dorian had taken his Luana.However, he refused to believe they were husband and wife.Russell arrived with the bodyguards in a hurry, seeing Cline standing in front of the smashed Bugatti.Thinking Cline's car had been in an accident, he quickly approached."Mr. Moriarty, are you alright? Did you take too much sleeping pill and start hallucinating again?"For the past three years, Cline had been plagued by insomnia, clutching two mementos of Luana and struggling to sleep through the night.Russell, worried about his health, had obtained some sleeping pills from Eva.Little did he know, Cline had become addicted to them. Later, Russell found out that the medication could induce hallucinations when taken in excess.It was these hall
Cline's brow twitched, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded Dorian.He strode quickly to Luana, extending his hand with an unyielding tone, "Come with me."Before Luana could refuse, Dorian swiftly acted, his long arm encircling her shoulder and pulling her tightly into his embrace. A provocative smile played on his lips as he challenged, "On what grounds?"Cline's vision sharpened with pain, witnessing Luana clinging to Dorian, their bodies pressed close. A surge of rage erupted within him."Because I love her!"Cline's voice trembled yet rang out loud and clear, eight years of pent-up emotions bursting forth like a flood breaking its dam.Dorian, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the fervor in Cline's gaze, felt a flicker of realization. He glanced down at Luana in his arms.Her expression was calm, a faint smile curling her lips as if she had just heard an absurd joke, detached and indifferent.Not only did Dorian not l
Dorian rolled his eyes at the scene and impatiently pushed open the car door, stepping out to approach the Bugatti.He bent down and knocked on the window, "Dorothy, get out now."Luana, upon hearing Dorian's voice, froze for a moment before pushing away from Cline, who was still kissing her.Her breathing was slightly labored as she coldly instructed, "Open the door. My husband's here!"Cline's body stiffened. He averted his gaze from Luana and slowly looked at the man outside.Dorian, dressed in a gray suit, was impeccably neat. His handsome face and aristocratic demeanor made him look distinguished and aloof. Cline didn't care about Dorian's appearance, but he was annoyed that Dorian had called her Dorothy, not Luana.Cline swiftly fastened Luana's seatbelt and started the car, speeding out of the parking lot without another word.Dorian watched the Bugatti speed away, a look of frustration crossing his face.He muttered tha
Cline turned on the air conditioning, leaned sideways, and drew closer to Luana.His long, thick lashes lowered as he gazed at the petite Luana, his eyes revealing a longing he had never shown before."Luana..."He uttered her name as if it had taken all his strength.Luana opened her mouth to retort, but Cline suddenly gripped the back of her head with one hand, pressing her into his embrace.He whispered into her ear, "I... miss you so much."For three years, he had thought of her obsessively, to the point of madness, sleeplessness, and even hallucinations from medication.Now that he had found her alive and well, how could he let her go so easily?A flicker of disbelief crossed Luana's previously calm face, followed by a cold sneer in her heart.Would Cline truly miss her? He had never cared before. How could he miss her now?Was it because she was gone, and he couldn't find anyone to replace Runa, that he reme
For the past three years, his heart had felt hollow, a persistent ache that never truly subsided.Now, in this moment of holding Luana close, his restless heart finally found its resting place.To Cline, having someone he longed for still alive was like reclaiming what had been lost.He held Luana tightly, his throat constricting with emotion, unable to utter a word, wishing only to merge her into his very being and feel her presence undeniably.Luana, however, was perplexed by Cline's behavior.It was uncharacteristic of him—cold and distant at their airport encounter, avoiding even a glance, yet now he was uncharacteristically intimate.She wondered if the three years apart had taken a toll on his mental state.Frowning, she struggled to push him away, but Cline easily restrained her wrist with one hand.He spun her around, pinning her against the car door.Before she could speak, Cline captured her lips in a kis
Luana stood outside the door, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes as she contemplated Clarissa's changes over the years.Suddenly, the door creaked open from the inside.Angela, holding a child of about three years old, came into view.The little kid clutched a toy car, its round eyes wide with curiosity as it stared at Luana.Luana's gaze shifted between Angela and the child, a fleeting thought crossing her mind that Angela might be staying with Clarissa and Albert.Suppressing her doubts, she asked, "I'm a friend of Clarissa's. Is she home?"Angela froze, sizing up Luana from head to toe, unable to recognize the elegantly dressed woman with delicate makeup before her.It wasn't until Luana spoke that Angela's pupils contracted sharply, her face draining of color, her lips trembling as she stammered, "Y-y-y-o-u..."Then, as if she had seen a ghost, Angela retreated backward with the child, screaming at th
Dorian had just retrieved his suitcase from the baggage carousel when he spotted Luana approaching.He frowned slightly, his tone laced with displeasure, "Didn't I tell you to wait over there?"Luana rolled her eyes at him. "I was afraid you might grab the wrong luggage."With that, she slipped her phone into her small bag, took the suitcase from Dorian's hand, and began to wheel it away.Dorian, with his long legs, effortlessly kicked another large suitcase toward Luana. "This one's yours too," he said.Luana, though inwardly exasperated, shot a glare at Dorian's retreating figure and pushed both suitcases out of the airport behind him.Once outside, Luana handed the suitcase back to Dorian. "I'm going to meet a friend. Let's part ways here."Dorian tilted his head slightly, regarding her with an expression that seemed to question her intelligence. "You think I came all this way just to see you off?"Luana was speechless again
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