Renee left no room for hesitation. She stabbed the man approaching her without mercy.Even if she ended up killing them all, she wouldn’t care.After all, Norway, often regarded as one of the happiest countries, didn’t just have high happiness indexes; its laws were equally accommodating. It had five-star prisons.Taking out a few scumbags would be a bargain.Fueled by sheer determination, Renee stabbed three of the men in rapid succession, leaving the floor soaked in blood.The two remaining men froze, visibly shaken.“Get out!” Renee snarled, her bloodstained knife held high.Before they could react, Travis entered with his bodyguards.He took one look at the three men writhing on the floor and anger twisted his face.“Seems like you still don’t get it. Right now, there’s no one who can save you!” he barked. “Restrain her. I want her to watch everything that happens!”Renee struggled desperately, but she was no match for the bodyguards. In mere moments, they had pinned her
"You think you can do anything, you impotent bastard?" Carl tossed the gun between them emotionlessly. "For your father's sake, I'll give you one chance. Pick it up."Travis wiped his blood: "How dare you mention my father? You killed him! You think I won't do it?""Who told you that? Your mother? A selfish, hypocritical woman.""You have no right to talk about my mother!"Travis lunged for the gun.In an instant, Carl whipped off his scarf, looped it around Travis's neck, and yanked - sending him crashing to the ground.Carl slowly tightened the scarf.Travis's face reddened as he choked out: "I touched her... left my marks on her body... and other men's too... haha... ugh..."Hearing the laughter, Renee looked up. The scene before her unlocked something in her mind.The suppressed memories from her past life came flooding back.The man at her hospital bed became clear - it was Carl."You've been a mother before, yet didn't even know you were pregnant.""Are you upset?" Re
Only when Travis was securely tied up did Renee finally feel safe.By then, she was drenched in cold sweat, her body limp.As she collapsed, a pair of arms caught her, lifting her up and carrying her out.Just like that scene from her past life.The only difference was that this time, they were both okay.Afraid it was all a dream, Renee reached up to touch his face.Rough with stubble."It's scratchy.""I'll shave soon," Carl's tone noticeably softened."Carl."Renee gently traced his brow, calling his name softly.He paused at her voice."Mm."Hearing his response, Renee finally relaxed, slipping into darkness.She slept deeply, lost to the world.In her dreams, she recovered her sealed memories.It felt like her whole world had turned upside down.Though she'd avoided those events in this life, she still couldn't accept the truth.What were she, Sarah, and that unborn child worth in everyone's power games?Knock, knock, knock.The door sounded again.After retur
She thought she had herself under control, but she still broke down, tears streaming uncontrollably. In those tears were her child, her past life, her everything.Through her sobs, she choked out, “Uncle Carl…”“I’ve told you—I’m not your uncle,” Carl said, his frown deepening.“Uncle Carl.”“Fine,” he sighed, rubbing his temples. “But don’t sniffle. I can’t kiss you like that.”“What…?”Before she could finish, Carl leaned in and kissed her.Renee froze, startled. She instinctively raised her hands to push him away, but he caught them and held them tightly. Her fingers trembled slightly in his grasp.The quiet room filled with faint sounds—the deepening of their breaths, soft murmurs between their lips…Renee tried to struggle, but her strength failed her. All she could do was stare wide-eyed at the man before her.For a fleeting moment, she thought she saw something glimmer in his dark eyes—a flash of tenderness that was almost too faint to catch.The next second, Carl pul
On their way to the front parlor, Renee and Susanne noticed the butler leading several of the elder members of the Grey family toward the family library hall.“Mom, why is everyone going to the library hall?” Renee asked, puzzled.Susanne glanced around nervously. “This can’t be good. Something serious is about to happen.”Worried about Patrick, she grabbed Renee’s arm and led her toward the hall.When they arrived, the place was packed with people. The crowd stood neatly divided into two sides, and Renee quickly pulled Susanne to an inconspicuous spot at the back.Peering toward the far end of the hall, Renee noticed that even the reclusive elder members of the family had been called in.At the center of it all, Carl and Michael sat in the seats of honor. Their expressions were solemn and stern.In the middle of the hall, Travis knelt on the floor, his jaw clenched tightly. Next to him, Linda looked pale and disheveled, her usual poise as the first lady of the family completely
Deep down, Michael was a rigid traditionalist, a man of unyielding pride and deeply rooted masculinity. Being questioned so directly by Patrick, the son who usually followed the rules, left him humiliated.He grabbed his teacup and hurled it to the ground, the sharp crash of breaking porcelain making everyone hold their breath.“Have you lost your mind? How dare you speak to me like that!” he bellowed.But Patrick wasn’t his usual deferential self. Meeting his father’s glare head-on, he asked calmly, “Dad, do you really think you bear no responsibility for how Travis ended up like this?”Michael’s breathing grew heavy, his jaw tightening as his lips pressed into a grim line.Hearing this, Travis, who had kept his head lowered, suddenly looked up at Patrick in confusion.“Uncle Patrick, what do you mean by that?”Patrick’s lips curled into a faint, bitter smile. “Maybe it’s better if someone else explains it to you.”With that, he turned his gaze toward the entrance to the famil
Linda was shoved aside by Carl, falling hard onto the cold, unforgiving floor.She had always known how to play her role, and while she didn’t hold much actual power in the Grey family, her position as the "first wife" had earned her a loyal following.But now, sitting on the ground, she found no one rushing to help her. Even her husband, Marcus, had turned his back to stand protectively in front of the woman and young girl.Only Travis remained by her side, glaring furiously at Marcus. “Dad! Is Mom wrong? If it wasn’t for her seducing you, would you have abandoned us? You’re the eldest son of the Grey family, the heir to the company, with a future anyone would envy!”Marcus checked on the mother and daughter behind him to ensure they were unharmed before looking back at Travis with a weary expression. “Even now, you still believe everything your mother says?”Travis stiffened, clearly unsure how to respond.Linda clung to his arm, her voice trembling as she urged him on. “Don’t
Linda tightened her grip on Travis’s hand, her voice urgent. “Travis! They’re trying to turn us against each other! You’re my son—would I ever harm you?”Her words did ease some of Travis’s doubts.But Marcus’s next statement shattered the facade completely, exposing Linda’s true nature.“I used to believe even the fiercest beast wouldn’t harm its own cub, but you—Linda—you sacrificed your own son for the sake of your useless brother!”“That’s not true! I didn’t do that!” Linda screamed, her voice raw as she clung to Travis. “I’ve been the one taking care of him all these years. You have no right to criticize me!” She tugged at Travis’s arm, urging him. “Come on, Travis. Let’s leave this place. We don’t need to stay here any longer!”As she tried to drag him away, Carl stepped forward, raising his hand to block their path.“Travis, you’ve hated me for years. Don’t you want to know the truth about the car accident back then?”“Don’t listen to him! Let’s go!” Linda’s voice was shar
Wedding dress?When Renee heard those two words, she couldn’t help but feel the irony.Counting the time Annie had tried on wedding dresses, this was the second time she was involved. And both times, it was for Carl’s fiancee.It was as if these weddings couldn’t happen without her as a witness.She glanced at Ruby, who was smiling radiantly, her joy pure and simple. Unlike Annie, Ruby wasn’t manipulative; her invitation was sincere.It was precisely because of this that Renee felt like the bad guy.She was about to come up with an excuse to refuse when her phone buzzed.A sudden sense of foreboding hit her.Sure enough, it was a message from Susanne.“Mr. Grey has asked me to help prepare for Carl and Miss Sanders’ engagement party.”The weight of it crushed her.Whether Susanne would offend both the Sanders and Grey families—or remain unharmed—all hinged on Renee’s response.Her hands trembled as she typed out a reply:“Got it.”Ruby seemed to notice something was off a
Ruby didn’t notice anything unusual about Renee’s demeanor. She pulled out her phone and said excitedly, “Look, we took so many photos! I’m thinking of using some of them for the engagement party and wedding. Can you help me pick a few?”Renee glanced at Ruby’s phone. The photos of Ruby and Carl, both smiling brightly, felt like tiny stabs.Ruby, a young woman nurtured by love and privilege, carried an effortless elegance. Her joy seemed pure and contagious. Her smile was magnetic, lighting up every photo.Even Carl, standing beside her, looked more at ease than usual. The two of them looked perfect together—every photo captured their harmony.Renee, on the other hand, felt awkward, unsure where to direct her gaze.“They’re all great. You two should decide,” she said with a forced smile, quickly steering the conversation elsewhere. “By the way, why did you come to see me?”Ruby clapped her hands as if just remembering. “Oh, right! I almost forgot, I got so excited. The tie clip y
Hearing her mention fire, Carl froze.His mind drifted to the dreams he’d had countless times—the little girl who hated him, and the ending that always played out the same. In every dream, the girl ran into the flames, holding the hand of a woman whose face was always blurred. The two of them would smile at each other before disappearing into the fire.Taking advantage of his hesitation, Renee broke free from Carl’s grip, putting a few steps of distance between them.Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and desperation. “Uncle Carl, I can’t win against you. I know that. But I’m still a person. Haven’t you and your father humiliated me enough? Do you really need everyone pointing at me, calling me trash, for you to finally be satisfied?”Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked away.Carl reached out, but all he caught was the coat draped over her shoulders.Renee stopped briefly, pulling off the coat without looking back. She continued walking until her figure disappe
Carl didn’t respond to her question. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and led her into the car.Outside the window, the scenery blurred as they drove, snow starting to fall again after some time. When the car finally stopped and the door opened, a fresh layer of snow blanketed the ground.As Renee stepped out, a cashmere coat was draped over her shoulders. The faint scent of Carl surrounded her, pulling her back into reality. She found herself standing in front of a villa.The sprawling garden, now blanketed in white, held a dreamlike beauty, hinting at how enchanting it must look when the flowers were in full bloom. Renee could almost picture it clearly.Because this was the house where she had set herself on fire in her previous life.Eight years of marriage had turned this beautiful home into a gilded cage.Staring at the house, her voice was icy as she asked, “What’s the meaning of this?”Carl’s gaze darkened slightly, his tone calm. “I’ll have someone pick up your belongings f
Joey assumed Renee had forgotten and went to the kitchen to retrieve the item. She placed it in front of her—a sleek yet extravagant men’s watch.Renee recognized it instantly. It was Carl’s watch.She knew because she had a matching women’s version.But she clearly remembered tidying up the kitchen the previous night, and the watch hadn’t been there. Unless… the person who had been with her during her fever was Carl.Levi hadn’t explicitly said the soup was his doing; she had simply assumed.As the dreamlike memories replayed in her mind, Renee’s hand trembled, spilling the ginger tea.Joey quickly grabbed some napkins to clean up. “What’s wrong?”Renee turned to the window, then suddenly grabbed the watch and dashed out.Inside the elevator, she watched the descending numbers, silently counting down. Her hand braced against the wall, her emotions a tangled mess. She had told herself over and over to let go, to stop pursuing this path.But she had to know the truth.She had
Joey pointed to Levi’s suit, drawing Renee’s attention to it. She suddenly realized that Levi’s suit was from the same brand as the one Carl had been wearing when he had brought her home, his face covered. Aside from a few subtle differences, they looked almost identical to the average person. Levi and Carl also had similar builds, which explained why Joey had mistaken him. “Joey, it’s not what you think,” Renee quickly tried to explain. But Joey wasn’t listening. She stood protectively in front of Renee, as though shielding her from making a bad decision. “Renee! You promised me you’d never go back to your ex!” “Ex?” Levi repeated thoughtfully, glancing at Renee with a faint smile tugging at his lips. Renee felt a wave of frustration, like she might faint from embarrassment despite being on the mend. Joey, oblivious, continued in a righteous tone, “Sir, what’s the point of showing up now? When Renee needed someone the most, you ignored her. Being sweet after the f
Warm water slid down Renee’s throat, easing the discomfort. She gradually calmed down as a gentle thumb brushed her lips, as if the person in front of her were handling something precious.He leaned closer, his heated breath falling softly on her face.Instinctively, Renee held her breath. Even though her vision was blurry, she could feel how close he was—so close that the slightest movement would bring their lips together.Just then, the medicine’s effect fully kicked in. Renee’s body went limp, and she collapsed onto the couch.The next moment, a tall figure leaned over, pulling her tightly into his arms. His heartbeat thudded steadily in her ears, a sound that was oddly comforting.In her half-conscious state, she felt a soft touch on her forehead.“Sleep,” a low voice murmured, deep and magnetic, lulling her into the darkness.When Renee opened her eyes again, she saw a white ceiling above her. She reached up to touch her forehead—thankfully, the fever had broken.But her b
“What do you mean by that? I’m not so old that I can’t run this family anymore!” Michael’s voice was sharp, his pride bristling. He hated being reminded of his age—it was his greatest fear.Carl’s tone was flat and unaffected. “Your health should come first.”Michael froze in his seat, his face turning pale with anger. But as a man who had managed the vast Grey family empire for years, he quickly regained his composure.He pulled out two documents and placed them in front of Carl, smoothly shifting the topic. “Here’s the list for the New Year’s gala invitations. Take a look.”Carl opened the list. It was almost identical to previous years—except for one addition: Susanne.“She’s your sister-in-law, after all,” Michael said coldly. “No matter what, she’s still part of the Grey family. Now that Linda is gone, it’s time for her to start contributing.”“Is that so?” Carl’s dark eyes locked onto Michael’s.Michael then gestured to the second document, his gaze sharp and calculating.
Carl sat silently through the night.At dawn, Ruby slowly opened her eyes. Seeing him still by her side, she felt both happy and guilty.Weakly, she said, “Carl, I’m sorry for making you stay with me all night.”Carl snapped out of his thoughts and slowly stood up. “I’ll get the doctor.”As he turned to leave, Ruby grabbed his hand.“Carl, I really like you. Can we be together? Of course, you can say no,” she said softly.Carl lowered his gaze to her, his expression unreadable. He gently pulled his hand away. “Let the doctor check on you first.”Watching him walk away, Ruby bit her pale lips, her eyes welling up.The doctor came to examine her and confirmed that she was out of danger. Soon after, she was transferred to a regular hospital room.Carl helped her lie down and said in a low voice, “Your brother will be here soon.”Ruby immediately grabbed his arm, her tone slightly anxious. “Carl, are you leaving?”“I got a message from home. I need to go back,” Carl replied, his