Calista stared at him and blinked slowly. Lucian had tubes inserted when he was wheeled into the ICU yesterday. It was only after she signed the papers today that he was transferred to a regular ward. He had been unconscious then. When he woke up, the nurses only came in to measure his temperature and blood pressure. Lucian hadn't shown any signs that he needed the restroom. So, she didn't pay much attention to it.When had the catheter been removed?Seeing her confusion, Lucian openly admitted, "It was when you went downstairs to get takeout."Calista was at a loss for words.Selena was unaware of what was going on between the two. All she knew was that Lucian needed to go to the bathroom. She had asked about his condition at the nurse's station moments ago. He had a moderate concussion, fractures in both legs, rib fractures, and mild internal injuries. Each of these conditions frightened her.She had no experience in taking care of severely injured patients. What was she s
The wheelchair-bound man looked up at Calista. The lights above him reflected in his dark pupils. Gone was the ferocity in his eyes. Lucian had a bandage around his head with bloodstains down his neck. His leg was also in a cast. The sight presented an image of suffering. Calista wasn't angry to begin with. Even if she were, seeing him in this state would only tamp her anger."I'm not angry."Lucian raised a brow."Really? But you haven't spoken to me for over an hour."He was taken aback at first. Then, a wave of grievance crashed over him. His emotions were on full display, making it easy to grasp his current state of mind.He was a person who could smoothly navigate the business field full of scheming men. How could he openly express his emotions? It had nothing to do with who he was speaking to. Rather, it was a habit deeply ingrained in him. Lucian acting this way was intentional.Calista didn't respond. She turned the faucet to hot water. While waiting for the water t
Lucian smiled purposefully."She wanted me to put in more effort."Nothing quite like mending a relationship with a child in the mix."Huh?" Calista expressed her confusion.Seeing how Lucian had no intention of elaborating, she didn't bother to pry. After everything was packed up, Calista wheeled him to the single-bed ward. The nurse who came to conduct routine checks was already at the door. So, she followed them. The bed in the ward was also three feet, except it also came with an extra cot for chaperones.Seeing how Lucian's gaze shifted between the two beds, the nurse rattled off routinely, "The beds cannot be moved. You cannot merge them into one bed."Calista said nothing. She didn't know if it was just her imagination but she had a feeling that the nurse was glancing at her lips out of the corner of her eye.The nurse left after measuring his temperature and blood pressure. Before she did, she reminded them. "Do not lock the door."Calista hadn't had much sleep last
The lack of oxygen left Calista's mind blank. His words had her asking, "What?"Lucian said nothing. He propped his hands against the bed and showed her what he meant by his actions.Calista was startled. Who would've thought that a patient who had just been released from the ICU this morning would be so agile? He was climbing around like a primate. She was worried that his ribs would break before the injuries in his legs healed.Lucian had become more proficient at climbing in and out of bed after the experience from previous attempts. He was already sitting on her bed before Calista could utter a word to reprimand him.Trying to accommodate two adults on a three-foot-wide bed, especially when one of them was a tall man, was quite the challenge. It was probably due to his weight that the bed creaked with every move. Calista was worried that the noise might be heard by people passing through the corridor outside. She couldn't afford to be disgraced because of this man.Just as
Calista's gaze slid down from the frown on Lucian's face, passing over his throat as he swallowed. Then, she watched the rapid rise and fall of his chest before her attention was directed to a certain area.He was turned slightly on his side. So, nothing obvious could be seen. However, it was clear that he was not having a good time with how raspy his voice had become. Calista raised a brow at him triumphantly."Your legs are broken. But, sure. Keep playing the tough guy. Serves you right. You'll just have to put up with it."Then, she went straight to the adjacent bed, lifted the covers, and climbed in. Once she was comfortably lying down, she switched off the lights.Lucian had just laid in this bed. His scent continued to cling to the sheets. When her face touched the pillow, his smell filled her senses. It was reassuring.The brightly-lit ward suddenly plunged into darkness. The fluorescent lights from the corridor seeped in through the glass window on the door, illuminating a
Lucian shot Calista a look that seemed to signal for her to ignore Christina because she was out of her mind. Calista was at a loss for words.While the pair kept their composure, Hector was much less calm. He was choking on air as he spoke in a disjointed manner, "What did you just call her?"Christina had spoken a little too hastily and made a joke about Calista being someone she sponged off of. Things quickly grew awkward with the three pairs of eyes scrutinizing her. If she tried to cover it up, however, it might lead to misunderstandings. She couldn't afford to ruin her financial backer's marriage. Otherwise, the Grey Group would be wiped off the map in Capeton.Since there was no way out of this, Christina had no choice but to tell the truth. She pointed to the bed where Lucian was lying."Mr. Northwood will soon be the Grey Group's partner. In this day and age, anyone who invests would be a sugar daddy."She then pointed at Calista."You're Mr. Northwood's wife. That mak
Calista pulled down the collar of her sweater and pointed at the red marks on her skin. They were all courtesy of Lucian from the night before. "Are you trying to imply that you're not stewing in dirty thoughts all the time?"Lucian thought she was laying the blame on a little thick. They were husband and wife. All he did was kiss her. What did it have to do with his dirty thoughts?"I'm a perfectly normal man. Isn't it normal to have urges and desires for the woman I love?" Calista rolled her eyes. Her earlobes flushed a faint shade of red."You should reign your urges in even if you have desires.""It's … not something I can just control," Lucian said.Otherwise, there wouldn't be a saying floating around claiming that men were animals who think with their lower halves."Who says you can't?" Calista's raised brow paired with the amused glint in her eyes clued Lucian in that he was not going to like what she was going to say next. He was about to change the topic when th
Lucian knew Calista was right. But, it didn't take away from the bad taste in his mouth. He muttered softly to himself, "There are ways to preserve fresh flowers if you want to."Calista heard him loud and clear. However, she pretended not to. She tilted her head."Did you say something?""It's nothing. I'm going to the bathroom."Lucian was currently still unable to go around on his own and had to rely on a wheelchair. Outsiders could not know about this before his identity could be officially disclosed. That was why they were the only two souls in the manor. Calista had the maid prepare a guest room on the first floor for him. Coincidentally, it was the same room where Hector had stayed in before. Even the bed and the sheets were the same. The sight only made him even more irritable.Lucian decided that he was going to dismiss David the day he had his identity reinstated. The assistant wasn't prudent at all. Did he not know that Calista was clueless on how to turn fresh
Fabian said, "Mr. Ackerman was taken away by the Office of Inspector General this morning. Madam Cameron and the Bark family are reportedly the ones responsible."The Carter Group hadn't broken any laws, nor had they been financially entangled with the Ackermans for over a decade. Still, the long-standing ties between the two families ran deep. If Victor Ackerman had skeletons in his closet, Cade would have a hard time avoiding the fallout.Cade propped his hand against his cheek. "What about my wife?""Madam Cameron…" Fabian had to steel himself to answer Cade. "Madam Cameron left the country. She applied for a long-term visa."Even with reporters hounding him, that sentence rang loud and clear in Cade's ears.A long silence stretched before he let out a quiet, bitter laugh.He had never realized how much Cameron had orchestrated behind his back. The Ackermans or the media could trip him up for now, but her betrayal cut deeper. Every move had been calculated.And the most absur
Cade crossed the room as Cameron, already seated, leaned her cheek against her hand, skimming the menu. "Want a drink?" she asked casually.His heart skipped a beat.Cameron's appearance radiated deliberate perfection. From her flawlessly styled hair and expertly applied makeup to her impeccable outfit and carefully chosen accessories, every detail was considered. Even her expensive "Allure" perfume hinted at a desire to captivate.A private dining room meant for couples with only spouses in each other's company…Given the setup, sharing a drink seemed like an implicit invitation.Cade pressed his lips into a line, trying to ignore the rising curve of a smile. "Sure," he replied, his tone deceptively even. "We'll start with two bottles of Magnolia's Pulpit," Cameron said.Cade choked on his water, coughing as he asked, "Seriously?"Who would start a date with such a strong distilled spirit? With two bottles, no less.Cameron propped up her chin and raised an eyebrow. "Is that
Cameron stared at her screen, where Gale had just sent a single word. "Ready." Her lips curled up involuntarily.Cade noticed the smile. He didn't know who she was messaging, but it irritated him for some reason. After a long pause, he exhaled slowly and asked, "What if the Ackermans refuse to settle?"Cameron didn't bother to answer. She knew Violet and Victor would soon be in hot water, so she hadn't considered the aftermath. However, to Cade, her silence only confirmed his assumptions—she was reckless, unprepared, and acting purely on emotion. He clenched his jaw and finally stopped holding his breath. Then, suddenly, he pulled the car over with a sharp twist of the wheel. "Did you think it through before turning yourself in? What if the psych evaluation comes back clean, and the Ackermans insist on pressing charges? What then? You hurt Mirabelle badly. You think you'll have it easy in prison with the way they dote on her?" In contrast to Cade's exasperation, Cameron remaine
With Cade covering Cameron's mouth, there was no chance for her pointed words to offend anyone in the room. His palm was cool to the touch. It was a sensation she disliked. So, she couldn't help but tilt her head.When Cade noticed her movements, he gently stroked her cheek as if he were calming a child who was throwing a tantrum.Victor spent years in a position of authority, giving him an air of unspoken authority. His gaze hardened, and his lips pressed into a firm line as he watched Cade. "Cade, don't jeopardize the long-standing relationship between our families over a woman.""If that's how you see it." Cade glanced at the door. "Aren't you doing the same for a woman?"Victor snorted contemptuously. "How can a cheap girl who was merely adopted be worth anything compared to Mirabelle?""How is my daughter, a Yorksworth, worth any less than yours?" Blaire stood at the doorway as she took in the occupants of the home with her sharp gaze. She had been feeling restless ever sin
Mirabelle frowned. "Excuse me?"As soon as she finished speaking, Cameron walked up to her, grabbed her by her hair, and forcefully bent her over.Cameron held up the guest list Monica had sent her and shoved it in Mirabelle's face. "Call them. Tell them to be there by 3:00 p.m., or else…"She tightened her grip threateningly. "You can kiss this head of hair goodbye."Mirabelle pressed down on her scalp where it had been pulled, her voice distorted with pain when she spoke."Let go, Cameron! Are you out of your mind?""Didn't I tell you not to involve anyone else in our feud?""Can't take it anymore?"Mirabelle endured the pain of turning her head to flash a disdainful sneer at Cameron."This is just the appetizer. If you go against me, you'll eventually crawl out of Capeton with your tail between your legs. I'll call your business partner right now and pin the catastrophic failure of this event on you…"Seeing Mirabelle's condescending expression brought Cameron back to the
The kiss lifted the dark cloud that hung over Cade's mood over the past few days.The next day, as Fabian brought in documents for him to sign, Cade asked, "When is Cameron's show?"Fabian was taken aback for a split second but quickly replied. Fortunately, he was well-prepared and kept track of Cameron's events for the year in advance."Has the invitation been delivered?"Fabian swallowed, almost wanting to laugh to mock Cade. Given Cade's strained relationship with his wife, Cameron would sooner invite a dog than have him around. However, all Fabian could do was revel in Cade's misery in his mind while keeping a businesslike facade."It was probably already delivered. The front desk brought in a stack of mail yesterday. I haven't sorted it out yet."He had already sorted out the mail this morning. Everything had gone straight to the trash."Clear my schedule for the day. Make reservations at a restaurant for a celebratory dinner.""Yes, sir."On the day of the show, Monica
That was obviously an excuse to get Cade out of the picture. Knowing what Mirabelle had done to Cameron in the past, leaving the two of them alone was out of the question. Besides, it wasn't convenient for him to move the car, so he refused without a second thought."Get the attendant—"However, Cameron cut him off before he could finish."Ms. Ackerman is a guest. You should fulfill her requests if she has any."Cade cast her a cold glance. "Shut up." Why should he dance to Mirabelle's tune?Cameron stared at him. "Run along."He gritted his teeth as rage crossed his face. After a brief pause, he sneered and turned to leave. As soon as the door shut behind him, Mirabelle's calm expression slipped. "Did you make me come here just to show off how much you two love each other?""You call that love? I think we have different definitions of what 'love' is then. He's nothing more than…" Cameron's fingers lightly traced the cup's rim as she smirked and said, "A lap dog.""You fu
Cameron crossed her arms over her chest and gave the bouquet in Cade's hands a nonchalant glance."What are you trying to pull, Mr. Carter?""Fabian said it was Women's Day today.""So what?"There was silence all around. The sound of soothing music could be heard through the door. Cade was silent for a while. "We're not getting a divorce, Cameron."It was the same old topic that Cameron had grown too weary of. She turned around and felt for the cigarette box on the table. There was already a layer of cigarette butts in the ashtray next to it. Judging by the color of the lipstick marks, more than half of them were hers.Cade frowned. He clearly disapproved of her smoking but kept himself from stopping her.Smoke curled from between her lips. The flickering embers of the cigarette reflected in her eyes, softening her indifferent gaze. Through the thin haze, Cameron's lips curled into a wide, unrestrained smile. Every time she smiled in this way, it always filled Cade with a
Cade began unbuckling his belt as he spoke. When it came to this sort of thing, men often had a strong sense of competition, especially in the presence of a woman they were interested in."Such a dark atmosphere isn't right for our situation."Cameron didn't like him to begin. In such a dark atmosphere, there was no telling what kind of grotesque creature she might imagine him to be. It would be strange if she felt attraction for him.She leveled a steady stare at him. Cade's shirt was half undone, showing his tense muscles underneath. Under the influence of alcohol, his skin took on a faint reddish hue. There was a heart-pounding tension in the air as if something was about to ignite. Occasionally, his slightly heavy breaths could be heard."You haven't been working out recently, have you?" Cameron asked.Cade was confused.Cameron pressed her hand against his chest, right below his ribs, and gave it a little push. After a moment, she commented, "Your muscles are a little soft