The manager turned around upon hearing the accusation. He politely asked Calista, "Is what Mr. Mitchell said true?"The manager didn't want to resort to checking the surveillance footage. The guests of Luminary Lounge were typically wealthy and valued their privacy. They preferred not to be closely examined. "No, it's not. That man harassed me. He even kicked my friend. If you don't believe me, you can ask your employees here," Calista replied firmly.The two waiters who stood nearby nodded in agreement. The manager understood the situation. However, the manager was quick to judge. He had never met Calista before. He quietly assessed her attire, which appeared modest without any expensive jewelry. On the other hand, he was familiar with Alexander, despite his recent downturn. The manager handled the situation swiftly. He hoped to diffuse the tension."Madam, it seems your friend wasn't seriously injured. How about we let this matter go? Of course, the gentleman will be responsible f
Calista winced as Lucian's grip tightened. She tried to turn her head. But he was much stronger. Lucian's eyes were filled with anger, but he managed to keep it under control. Even his voice sounded slightly more gentle than usual.Lucian approached Calista calmly. "What is Alexander to you that you had to seek help from outsiders? Isn't the title of Mrs. Northwood enough? Or do you hate using it?""Lucian, you're hurting me." Calista was trapped in Lucian's hold. Her struggle was useless. His rough fingers pressed against her skin, causing burning pain. It felt as if he might tear her skin. Annoyed, she said, "We're getting divorced. Who I seek help from is none of your business!" "Divorce? You think you can do that? You said you wanted to spend a lifetime with me when you stripped and seduced me half a month ago." What was once a playful comment in private became extremely embarrassing when said publicly. Calista felt like she had been slapped across the face. Her face started t
The bedroom fell into a dead silence for a few seconds. A faint aroma of alcohol lingered in the air. Only then did Lucian belatedly realize what Calista had said moments ago. She said, "Lucian, I feel like vomiting." "Calista!" He gritted his teeth, calling out her name in anger. But eventually, he got up with an unpleasant expression. Then, he headed to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Calista closed her eyes again. She was unconscious and unaware of her surroundings. She slept deeply until the following day. The glaring daylight woke her up. Her eyes wandered around the unfamiliar ceiling. She tried to understand what was happening. Then, she realized she wasn't at her place. Calista had a splitting headache from the hangover. She lifted her head and looked around. It seemed like she was in a hotel room. Instinctively, she glanced at her clothes. The clothes she had worn yesterday had been replaced with an oversized men's shirt of luxurious fabric. After three years of being
Lucian ended the video call. He opened the door, took the clothes the manager had brought over, and threw them to Calista.Calista took the bag and headed over to the bathroom. She heard Lucian say through the door, "My mother's going to the hospital for a checkup later. You're coming with me.""I need to go to work." Calista was also worried about Selena, but she had taken too many leaves right after she had started at the studio. Taking more would look bad on her. "Let me know when the results are out."Lucian stared after her and said coldly, "So you don't even care about Mom's health anymore now you have that cleaning job?"Calista did not stop to explain her job. "She won't be my mother-in-law soon."She was just speaking the truth. But to Lucian, it sounded like she would be distancing herself from them after the divorce.Lately, all their conversations seemed to find their way to the topic of divorce. Lucian frowned. Feeling irritated, he said, "She might as well have gott
The smugness on Lily's face disappeared instantly, replaced with awkward embarrassment.She knew what Calista was implying. As Lucian's wife, she did not need her own invitation card to attend the party.Lily wanted to rebuke her, but when she saw Jacob still standing beside them, she held her tongue and turned to him. "Mr. Xanders, please keep an eye out for Claude. "I know she's not on your payroll, but I'm sure you're well-connected enough in the industry to be able to get in contact with a regular restorer. I'm willing to pay any price she raises."Jacob glanced over at Callista, who looked as impassive as ever, nodded awkwardly, and sent Lily off.After work, Calista exited her studio and saw Lucian's car stopped at the entrance.The Bentley, with its unique number plate, was a rare sight to see even in the richer part of the city, so naturally, it attracted a lot of attention.Her phone vibrated in her hand. It was a message from Lucian. "Come here."Calista ignored him
The conversation outside stopped suddenly, to Calista's confusion.She exited the cubicle and found Lucian smoking in front of the sinks. She stopped, stunned. "Why are you here?"He looked at her and smiled coldly. "Disappointed to see me? Who were you expecting?"Calista rolled her eyes. "This is the women's washroom. Who could I expect? What's wrong with you?"She went over to the sink to wash her hands. She had calmed down a little, but her face was still pale.Suddenly, Lucian grabbed her under the chin and forced her to look at him. "It's just a watch. Was that enough to fluster you?"Clearly, he had done this on purpose.Calista glared at him. "You did this on purpose?"Lucian smirked. "It's just a watch. If you hadn't designed it with special intentions, then it's nothing but an accessory. Why are you asking me if I did this on purpose? The real question is, haven't you forgotten him?" Slowly, he added, "Mrs. Northwood?"Calista frowned. The form of address gave her a
Calista hesitated, then stopped.Paul was clearly drunk. His clothes were rumpled. His voice was hoarse when he said, "I'm sorry … about last time."Calista knew what he was talking about. It was about the recording of her proposing to him.Back then, she was going around begging for money to pay off her debt. When the recording was leaked, it was the last straw for her.At that time, everyone thought she should sleep with more men for money. They believed she was already comfortable with it, and money would just come. So, they considered her debt of a few hundred million dollars to be simple for her.Even after three years, the memory was still stark."We did talk about marriage back then, but that was just a consensual transaction on both sides," Calista said calmly. That did not mean that she had let it go. She continued, "You could have just rejected me and cursed me for it. I wouldn't have minded. But why did you put it on the Internet? No matter how much you hated me, you
"He's got no interest in you. Even if he does, he won't marry you either. No one in Capeton would dare marry a woman I divorced," Lucian said.Calista was livid. She turned and glared at him. "If you think this excuse would ruin your reputation, you can come up with something else! Something like your wife is disgusted every time she sees you and cannot get turned on, so your married life is unfulfilled!""Calista Everhart …" Lucian looked murderous as he gritted out her name.Worried that he might lose control of his temper and do something rash, Calista softened. "Whatever it is, we have to get divorced eventually. No other married couples are like us."The thought of the past three years of marriage made her upset. All of her smiles were returned with coldness. All of her home-cooked meals ended up in the trash without a second glance. All these grievances overwhelmed her.Lucian looked at Calista. Her eyes were red, but she had a look of stubborn determination on her.He swal