"Shut up! Not you, too!" Edward exploded. "Are you deliberately rubbing salt into my wounds? Do you want me to have you pack up and leave?" With that, he furiously ended the call.On the other end of the line, Nathan stared at his phone, his expression blank. His boss had finally realized what he'd taken for granted now that he had lost his wife. But it was too late to do anything about it.…Later that night, even though he knew that he wouldn't be able to see Macie that day, Edward still waited until 10:00 pm outside the office building before reluctantly heading home. Not long after his car pulled away, a figure stepped out from the building's main entrance and made her way toward the subway entrance.Macie looked at her phone. Tomorrow was the last workday before the weekend. With two days off ahead, she was relieved she wouldn't have to worry about bumping into Edward. Nevertheless, she couldn't avoid him forever. She just hoped he'd stop acting crazy and give up soon.Her mi
"Is it true, Macie?" Macie's colleague asked.Around them, others subtly leaned in, clearly eavesdropping while pretending to work.Macie's voice was calm but firm. "Nothing is going on between Mr. Atkins and me. As for everything else, it's personal, and I'd rather not talk about it."That was all the confirmation anyone needed. She had been married. The group exchanged discreet glances, many of them visibly surprised.But it made sense. They thought that Macie was gorgeous and had heard that she graduated from a top university. Someone like that getting married young wasn't hard to imagine. As for her relationship with Julian… Well, no one believed they were completely innocent. Some whispered that he was pursuing he, while others were convinced they were already secretly involved. But no one really knew for sure. Soon, the rumors spread beyond the design department. Everyone was talking about it, thanks to a few people who had too much time and too little sense.Around lunc
"You've got the wrong person," Macie said under her breath before attempting to yank her arm away. "I'd never mistake you for someone else! Even if you turned to ashes, I'd still recognize you. If you've got nothing to hide, show me your face!" Edward gritted out.Before she could react, he grabbed both her arms, locking her in place. His grip was so tight that it made her wince, her brows drawing together in pain.Macie tried to break free or use her phone to call the police, but his hold was unrelenting, like iron. Her high heels didn't help either. In the struggle, she lost her balance and stumbled backward.Her back slammed into Edward's chest, and he took the chance to yank off her sunglasses. As soon as their eyes met—hers wide with panic and fury—he knew. There was no doubt about it anymore."You still want to pretend you're not Macie? Why else would you be covering your face like this?" he snapped.He reached for her mask next, but she had already regained her balance. M
Edward had one goal—to get Macie into the car, take her home, and tell her everything he had been holding inside. He wasn't going to let her hide anymore."Let go of me! Let me go!" she yelled as she stumbled along, attempting to wrench herself free. Her nails dug into his skin, leaving red welts on the back of his hand, but his grip didn't loosen at all. His grip was like iron. "What do you think you're doing, you crazy son of a bitch? Let me go, or I'll scream for help!" she threatened, looking around for someone to help."Go ahead! I'm taking my wife home. Let's see who dares to stop me," he growled. The way Edward addressed her made her skin crawl. Macie lifted her leg to kick him in the calf. But with one foot on the ground and the other midair, she lost her balance and pitched forward. The pavement was solid concrete, and it was summer. Her clothes were light, offering no protection. She was going to fall flat on her face. Macie shut her eyes tight and raised her arm to p
It was like someone flipped a switch inside Edward when he heard Macie yell Julian's name. His whole body tensed. He stopped fastening Macie's seatbelt. Instead, he slammed the car door shut and locked it. Then, he turned around and glared at the man approaching.Edward had seen Julian earlier that morning. Now, staring at his face again, it finally clicked. He realized why Julian had looked familiar to him. Julian wasn't a business associate. He was that guy from the college competitions Macie used to enter. Back then, Edward had watched some of her old footage, and this man had been in them... a lot. So, it turned out that this man was Julian. Edward couldn't believe this rotten luck."Mr. Fowler, may I ask why you're—" Julian started to say, frowning as he reached the car. But he never got to finish his sentence as Edward's fist came out of nowhere, slamming into Julian's face with full force. The blow was so sudden and clean that Julian stumbled back and almost lost his balan
Julian was helped to his feet by security. He looked at Macie's anxious, worried expression and managed a strained smile. "I'm fine," he said between breaths. "I can take it."Macie immediately stepped toward him, her hand reaching out to steady him. The way she moved, the care in her eyes, made Edward's blood boil all over again. He tried to shove past the guard. Rage burned through him like wildfire. He was determined to get to that man. He had to tear him apart. "That's him, isn't it? He's the guy you've been in love with all along, right? He's the one you called last time!" he bellowed at Macie, his jealousy boiling over.He suddenly remembered the journal she used to carry everywhere, even after they were married. The one with the high school entries that documented her years of pining over her secret crush. It turned out that it was Julian. It had always been Julian. "Macie, tell me the truth. Did you ever love me? Even just a little?" Edward's voice cracked."I've alrea
"No, I didn't mean that…" Edward shook his head frantically and looked at Macie."Oh? Are you denying your own words now? Should I call Sharon over as a witness?" she shot back coldly."I... That's what I said back then, but I don't mean it now! I don't want you back because I want to hurt you. I—" Edward tried to explain, but by then, the officers had already handcuffed him."I like you!" he blurted out as they led him away. He turned his head, desperate to meet her eyes. Unfortunately, Macie didn't return his gaze. She stood still, her arms stiff at her sides, as though his words never even reached her.Edward was shoved into the back of a patrol car while Macie stood frozen in place, clenching her fists and forcing herself not to look back. She wondered if Edward had lost his mind. She questioned if he had really just said that he liked her. She wanted to laugh. She thought that his words sounded fake. It was almost as if Edward thought that being nice would change her mind ab
Macie turned at the sound of Julian's voice and answered quietly, "I'm sorry, Julian. I'll explain everything to you later."Just then, Yosef looked over at the young man standing beside Macie, noticing the bruises on his face. With a frown, he asked, "Did Edward do that to you?"Julian met the older man's gaze and nodded. "Hello, Mr. Fowler Senior. I'm Julian Atkinson. We met briefly years ago during a competition at Arlington College when you were the sponsoring judge."Yosef studied him more closely. He sensed something familiar about the young man. "Yes, I remember you. You were a very impressive young man. I'm sorry about my grandson. If there's any way I can make this up to you, just say the word.""There's no need, really. Security arrived in time, and I wasn't seriously hurt," Julian responded. "Also, I'll be filing a letter of non-prosecution, so you don't have to worry."Yosef gave the young man another look before he turned to walk toward the interrogation room to bring
"I approached Mr. Fowler Senior about the investment. He agreed to invest, and while we were talking, he asked if I was willing to marry Edward. At that point, I had liked Edward for many years. I let the excitement get to my head, and I said yes."The investment and the marriage are unrelated. They just happened at the same time. It was only because I agreed to marry him that the angel investment turned into a personal one," Macie explained."You could also think of it as a personal wedding gift from him to me. But I didn't take the whole thing. We split it 50-50," she added.Macie laid everything out in one go. Julian stared at her blankly, the pieces finally clicking into place. Slowly, reason returned to him, and he began to calm down.Macie gently pushed his hand off her shoulder and added, "Julian, my marriage with Edward had nothing to do with you. And besides, this is the modern world. Mr. Fowler Senior couldn't exactly force me into anything, right? I made the choice mysel
Julian thought back to what Yosef had said at the police station, the times in college when Macie and Edward had the chance to cross paths, and how Macie had secured a private investment of ten million dollars for his startup two years ago.Suddenly, he froze. A thought hit him hard. He blurted, "Macie, tell me. Did Mr. Fowler Senior force you to marry Edward because of that investment?"If Macie had been pushed into marrying Edward because of the money, then Yosef would be the one to blame. He would have been the one who had ruined her life."No, Julian. It's not like that—" Macie heard the panic in his voice and hurried to explain."It has to be that! Don't lie to me! Why else would you suddenly marry Edward? And why would Mr. Fowler Senior say he was the one who wronged you?" Julian cut her off."It's really not what you think. Please don't put that kind of pressure on yourself," Macie said again, trying to reassure him."How could I not?" Julian snapped. "I practically put yo
Yosef shook his head as he watched Edward break down once more. Edward hadn't cried once since his parents' divorce in middle school. But now, he was crying over a woman.So, what could Yosef say or do? Should he comfort him? Edward had it coming. Meanwhile, across the street, Julian was driving Macie home. Neither of them spoke, and he didn't ask about Edward. He was waiting for her to open up. After what felt like an endless silence, Macie finally looked out into the night and spoke softly. "I didn't actually go abroad these past two years. I married Edward instead. I'm sorry I lied to you. "He and I are divorced now. I wanted to leave that marriage behind and move on, but I didn't expect him to refuse to let go."As Julian drove, he stole a glance at Macie from the corner of his eye. Her expression was calm, but he sensed that her sadness was deep, heavy, and unmoving.Thinking back to how calm and withdrawn she had been when they reunited a week ago, he finally understoo
About ten minutes later, Nolan returned with the medicine and started disinfecting and bandaging Edward's injured hand."How's the other guy?" Yosef asked."His face is bruised. He took a few punches to the stomach, and there are injuries to his shoulders, arms, and back," Nolan answered.After hearing that, Yosef lifted his foot and kicked Edward hard in the shin. "You've got all that stupid strength but no brain. Maybe you should be thrown in jail to learn your lesson!""But it was nothing serious, sir. Don't worry," Nolan added hastily. Yosef drew his leg back and then heard Edward ask hoarsely, "What about Macie? How bad is her heel?""It was scraped pretty badly, but the worst of it is her tailbone. She said she slipped when getting out of the car," Nolan responded.After hearing that, Edward bolted upright. He tried to get out of the car, but Yosef yanked him back by the collar. Nolan also jumped in to block him. "Let me go, Grandpa! Macie's hurt. I need to go see her!"
Yosef turned to Edward and shot him a sharp glare. He asked, "Well? Aren't you going to give your word?"However, Edward said nothing. His eyes were fixed on the woman standing just a few feet away. Her mask had come off, revealing her flawless, made-up face.She had cut her hair, put on makeup, and dressed in a completely different way. She was even wearing high heels. Back when she was with him, Macie never bothered with her appearance. But now, she was dressing up for that man to win over his favor.He had never realized just how obvious love could be or how brutal the absence of it felt. He clenched his fists, a dull ache twisting deep in his chest. Tears welled up in his eyes. "Don't worry, May. You have my word," Yosef said on Edward's behalf. "He won't bother you again.""I hope you mean that," Macie said, meeting Yosef's eyes. Then, she turned her attention back to the paper and signed her name on the statement. The officer took it, and the case was officially closed.
Macie turned at the sound of Julian's voice and answered quietly, "I'm sorry, Julian. I'll explain everything to you later."Just then, Yosef looked over at the young man standing beside Macie, noticing the bruises on his face. With a frown, he asked, "Did Edward do that to you?"Julian met the older man's gaze and nodded. "Hello, Mr. Fowler Senior. I'm Julian Atkinson. We met briefly years ago during a competition at Arlington College when you were the sponsoring judge."Yosef studied him more closely. He sensed something familiar about the young man. "Yes, I remember you. You were a very impressive young man. I'm sorry about my grandson. If there's any way I can make this up to you, just say the word.""There's no need, really. Security arrived in time, and I wasn't seriously hurt," Julian responded. "Also, I'll be filing a letter of non-prosecution, so you don't have to worry."Yosef gave the young man another look before he turned to walk toward the interrogation room to bring
"No, I didn't mean that…" Edward shook his head frantically and looked at Macie."Oh? Are you denying your own words now? Should I call Sharon over as a witness?" she shot back coldly."I... That's what I said back then, but I don't mean it now! I don't want you back because I want to hurt you. I—" Edward tried to explain, but by then, the officers had already handcuffed him."I like you!" he blurted out as they led him away. He turned his head, desperate to meet her eyes. Unfortunately, Macie didn't return his gaze. She stood still, her arms stiff at her sides, as though his words never even reached her.Edward was shoved into the back of a patrol car while Macie stood frozen in place, clenching her fists and forcing herself not to look back. She wondered if Edward had lost his mind. She questioned if he had really just said that he liked her. She wanted to laugh. She thought that his words sounded fake. It was almost as if Edward thought that being nice would change her mind ab
Julian was helped to his feet by security. He looked at Macie's anxious, worried expression and managed a strained smile. "I'm fine," he said between breaths. "I can take it."Macie immediately stepped toward him, her hand reaching out to steady him. The way she moved, the care in her eyes, made Edward's blood boil all over again. He tried to shove past the guard. Rage burned through him like wildfire. He was determined to get to that man. He had to tear him apart. "That's him, isn't it? He's the guy you've been in love with all along, right? He's the one you called last time!" he bellowed at Macie, his jealousy boiling over.He suddenly remembered the journal she used to carry everywhere, even after they were married. The one with the high school entries that documented her years of pining over her secret crush. It turned out that it was Julian. It had always been Julian. "Macie, tell me the truth. Did you ever love me? Even just a little?" Edward's voice cracked."I've alrea
It was like someone flipped a switch inside Edward when he heard Macie yell Julian's name. His whole body tensed. He stopped fastening Macie's seatbelt. Instead, he slammed the car door shut and locked it. Then, he turned around and glared at the man approaching.Edward had seen Julian earlier that morning. Now, staring at his face again, it finally clicked. He realized why Julian had looked familiar to him. Julian wasn't a business associate. He was that guy from the college competitions Macie used to enter. Back then, Edward had watched some of her old footage, and this man had been in them... a lot. So, it turned out that this man was Julian. Edward couldn't believe this rotten luck."Mr. Fowler, may I ask why you're—" Julian started to say, frowning as he reached the car. But he never got to finish his sentence as Edward's fist came out of nowhere, slamming into Julian's face with full force. The blow was so sudden and clean that Julian stumbled back and almost lost his balan