Lucian didn't make it obvious. But Selena understood what he meant. The effect of the soup was evident. After all, Selena had asked for the recipe from a famous doctor. A smile appeared on her face. "Are you a teenager? Don't you know how to be more gentle? Go on and buy it."She added, "Wait. Take Calista with you too. She should go to the hospital. It'd be bad if she gets an infection." Lucian was at a loss for words. However, he couldn't say no to Selena's hopeful gaze. Ultimately, he could only call Calista and ask her to come down after getting dressed.Calista thought that something had happened since Lucian's tone seemed off. So, she quickly ran down after getting changed.She didn't expect to see Selena and Lucian standing there.Lucian's deep voice was rather indifferent. "You're not feeling well. Come with me to buy some medicine." Calista couldn't help but wonder when she ever said she was sick.She glanced at Selena. And finally, she understood what was happening. Luci
The wound on Lily's leg was wrapped in gauze. It was difficult to tell whether it was infected. However, the area was indeed swollen and bulging. "Has the doctor looked at it yet?"Lucian was too indifferent. He didn't seem concerned or bothered when he looked at her swollen leg. Lily couldn't tell what he was thinking, so she didn't dare butter him up. "I've let the doctor change the dressing. It's probably because I accidentally splashed some water on it while showering … That's why it got infected." Lucian took out a cigarette and placed it between his lips. He ignored the no-smoking sign on the wall. With a click, the lighter sparked to life. It cast a warm glow on his defined features.He took a drag before looking back at Lily's leg. "Lily, you should stick to this path since you chose it. Don't ruin yourself by giving up. You gave up everything to pursue this dream." Lily didn't expect him to say that. She thought he would at least feel distressed or comfort her when he saw
Calista thought something must be wrong with her to wait for Lucian. However, she had underestimated how fast he was. Just when she was about to walk out the door, she saw a tall figure heading her way.Lucian was dressed in a fitted black shirt and perfectly pressed tailored pants. He looked handsome and refined, befitting someone of his stature. He carried himself with a natural arrogance, causing him to stand out.He was handsome, graceful, young, and rich.If one disregarded the fact that he was a scumbag, Lucian was definitely the perfect heartthrob.David was walking beside him. When compared to him, Lucian's presence was impossible to ignore.Calista was momentarily stunned. Lucian stood in front of her. "Jonathan told me you didn't go back last night?" His furrowed brow showed that he was not in a good mood.Calista wondered if he had come just to ask her this."Didn't Jonathan tell you what I said? Not only did I not go back last night. But I also won't be back again."Cali
Calista looked at her in horror. "Would you let someone you like basically live like a widow for three years? You have a distorted view on love if you think that's normal."Yara agreed. "You're right. But why does he insist on you moving back? You're going to need to move out in three months. It's just unnecessary." Calista didn't know why. But she wasn't interested in finding out, either. During dinner, they eventually chose to go out and have stew.Calista chose a super spicy stew that caused her to sweat from how hot it was. She felt refreshed after the meal.She was scared Lucian would stir up trouble. So, she turned off her phone that night.She woke up early the following day. She placed her luggage in the car and moved to the apartment she rented. After that, she fixed her appearance and went to her future workplace—Justa Workshop.Jacob Xanders was in charge of the workshop. He was a short man and was about 60 years old. However, he seemed shocked to see Calista.
The area was full of life since the food stalls were packed with people. They mingled about, enjoying their time. Calista's long wavy hair was up into a bun. It was held up at the back of her head with a claw clip. When she lowered her head, several strands of hair fell loose. They covered her face, emphasizing her fair and flawless skin. She pointed at the menu and turned to speak to the man beside her. He nodded, and she smiled, signaling for the waiter. Cade raised an eyebrow. "It seems to me that your wife's enjoying the time of her life after leaving you!" Lucian didn't say anything in response. He merely turned to leave the private room. Somewhere near the food stall, Bryan downed a bottle of beer. He still couldn't believe it. "Are you really Claude? The Claude who fixed the severely broken antique vase?" Calista looked at him, stunned. He had asked her the same question over and over again on their way here. And now, she was at a loss on how to answer him.Jacob
Lucian turned to look at Calista. "Because you're an idiot. Something's wrong up there, and you're blind." "I—" Calista was so pissed that she started smiling. "Why should I waste time talking to a pig?" She turned to open the car door, but Lucian grabbed her arm to stop her. A shadow crept across his handsome face. Outside, Bryan got no response from inside the car and began to worry. The knocks on the window became more frequent and urgent. "Claude, are you alright?" "Claude?" Lucian repeated. Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. "How sweet. We haven't gotten divorced, yet you're already eager to cheat on me. It seems like your taste in men has gotten worse," he said through gritted teeth. Calista didn't bother explaining the misunderstanding that started because of that nickname. It wasn't that important anymore. "You're right. I've always had bad taste in men. That's why I married you. Bryan and I are just co—friends. Stop thinking badly about others when you're on
Lucian thought he had said enough and softened his tone. "Couples' fights don't last long. I don't have time for this. Come home tonight, and we can forget all about it."Calista didn't hear what he was saying. And she certainly didn't try to think about what he meant by "cleaner". All she knew was he was making fun of her because of her salary. He thought she couldn't pay rent. He even thought that she was playing a game with him. "Are you nuts? Even if I don't make much … even if I have to live on the streets, I'll never go back. Why don't you just agree to the divorce? If you just won't, I'll take you to court!" Calista then hung up and blocked him. She wanted to block him on WhatsApp too but decided to leave at least one means of contact. Just in case they wanted to discuss their divorce. She promised herself that she'd block that scumbag once she got divorced. She would never bother with him again. Just then, Calista heard two of her colleagues gossiping. "The man who came t
It never crossed Calista's mind that Lucian would suddenly agree to their divorce. She should be happy about it, right? She smiled triumphantly. "Thank you for granting my wish." She turned and left the gloomy place. When she got home, she prepared all the documents that were required. Then, she put them into her bag. She froze for a moment as she looked at the photo of them. It was taken on the day they registered their marriage. They were married for three years. Yet, this was the only photo of them together. Calista stared at the expressionless man in the photo and felt her heart break a little inside. Thank goodness this exhausting marriage was coming to an end. No more waiting in the empty living room every night, staring at the clock and guessing if Lucian would come home. Her heart would also stop racing at his slightest touch. She would finally stop thinking that he actually had feelings for her. She took a final glance at the photo. Then, she shoved it into the d
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
Cade tossed his phone onto the table in frustration when he saw who entered. He pressed his hand against his brow."Leave. You should see Diane for a work uniform.""Are you feeling unwell, Mr. Carter?" Rosalia approached the desk with a glass of milk in hand. "I learned how to give massages. Why don't I…" "Get out."Cade abruptly got to his feet and avoided Rosalia's outstretched hand, causing the milk to spill all over him. He glanced down at his now-stained shirt with a dark expression and pressed his lips tightly together. After a long pause, he asked through clenched teeth, "Did my wife ask you to send this up?" Every syllable was pronounced with the gnashing of teeth.Rosalia froze under his piercing gaze."It really was Mrs. Carter who asked me to bring it to you, sir," she stammered."Leave. From now on, you will not enter my study unless you have permission."Rosalia had come to work as a housekeeper to land herself a wealthy husband. She had even bribed the manager
On the next day, Cameron was discussing the fashion show with Monica when she suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind. "Cammie…" It was Blaire.Although Monica didn't fully know about Cameron's past, she didn't like Blaire at all. What kind of mother wouldn't protect their own child, after all?However, it wasn't appropriate for her to intervene as much even though she was Cameron's close friend. After all, it was Cameron's family matter.Monica stood up with her notebook in hand and said, "Well, I just remembered that there's still a few more invitations to send, so I'll go and take care of that. Let's discuss more about the fashion show later."After saying that, she glanced at Blaire and left without even greeting her.Cameron got up and nodded at Blaire. "Is something the matter?"She thought that her distant attitude last night had made it clear enough that she didn't want any more involvement with the Yorksworth family. She didn't expect that Blaire would come and loo
Cameron pushed the door open. She looked tired as she laid down her bag. As she changed her shoes, she caught sight of the food on the dining table out of the corner of her eye."Diane, didn't I tell you I wasn't coming back for dinner? Why did you make so much food?"Diane glanced upstairs. "It's for Mr. Carter. He hasn't eaten yet."The moment Cade was mentioned, Cameron dropped the topic. She rubbed her sore shoulder as she headed upstairs. "I see.""Madam…" Diane called out hesitantly, looking troubled. "Mr. Carter asked you to call him down for dinner when you got home.""Me? Call him down for dinner?" Cameron stopped in her tracks and turned around in confusion. "Why?""Mr. Carter seems to be upset. Did you two have another fight?""So If he's in a bad mood, I'm supposed to go upstairs and invite him down to eat? Should I also say 'Your meal is ready, my liege!' while I'm at it?" Cameron scoffed. Her sarcastic smirk quickly faded. "He can eat if he wants. If he doesn't,