" So, if I don't agree to divorce you, you're prepared to kill me? Like what happened to Craig?" Although Craig didn't die, he was as good as dead.Cade added, "Don't worry, even if I were to die, I'd bring you with me. Not only that, I'll have us buried next to each other."His smile was obvious, making it seem like he said it on purpose. "If you keep saying things that make me upset, I'll get people to place our ashes together. Dream on if you want to leave me."Following a loud splash, cold water dripped down from Cade's hair along his cheeks, flowing down to his sharply defined jawline. Cameron threw the empty mineral water bottle aside and said, "Being so obsessed is a kind of mental illness. You should go and get it checked." Cade was speechless.Cameron pushed him aside. "If you're sobered up, then move aside."Cade shivered from the cold and shot Cameron a fierce glare. "Cameron, did you just splash cold water on me?"Cameron shot him a disdainful look and pushed past h
The man had never met Cameron before, but he remembered her name. It was the woman who asked to meet up two days ago. He thought it was another one of his romantic entanglements, but he never expected her to be Cade's wife. What surprised him more was how beautiful she was.Gale straightened his body and distanced himself from Cameron. His eyes were still lingering with awe as he asked, "What's the matter, Mrs. Carter?"Gale no longer looked unruly and was now sitting properly and straight. He was afraid of Cade, so he would never do anything out of line even if he found Cameron attractive.Cameron's pink lips curled into a smile. "I would like to meet your esteemed father."Gale paused for a second while drinking his wine and his expression shifted slightly. Wanting to meet his father was far different from wanting to meet himself. The matters discussed would also be on a totally different level.Moreover, Gale grew up with his grandparents. He only met his father once or twice
Gale looked at the person who just entered and was shocked to his core. He hiccuped in surprise and stuttered, "M-Mr. Carter?"At that moment, he was glad that he hadn't done anything to Cameron, otherwise his father would've ended him.Didn't the rumors say that they weren't close? He had heard that Mr. Carter would frown even at the mention of his wife. So, why did it look different from what the rumors say?Cameron looked at the man sitting beside him and asked, "What are you doing?"The matter she and Gale were discussing was confidential, even more so for Cade since he was on the Ackerman family's side.Cade smiled slightly when he saw Cameron's annoyed expression. "Didn't I tell you? I'm here to pick you up."Cameron was speechless. She'd seen Cade at the Luminary Lounge before, but every time they met, he would walk past her without even glancing at her. It was the first time he had approached her directly.Cameron sighed and said, "I still have some matters to discuss wi
Without waiting for Cameron's reply, someone had already gone forward to describe what happened in detail. In her descriptions, Emily was being kind while Cameron was the rogue one who yanked her head into the sink.Emily was sobbing heavily as she complained, "Mr. Carter, I know Cameron hates me because of Miranda, but she shouldn't have yanked my head into the sink. That water…"She retched as she spoke. It wasn't all an act though. She truly felt disgusted and wronged. After living for so long, no one had ever done such a disgraceful thing to her. No one would even dare to yank her head into the sink.Cade pinched his nose bridge and sighed. Cameron was incredibly lucky that she was fine after doing such a thing.Others acted arrogant because they had the means to do so, but Cameron? She had nothing. Nevertheless, she dared to provoke anyone, and she even dared to use her fists to do it.Cameron didn't respond as usual. She stood aside quietly, watching these people speak.Cad
The word "disgusting" kept lingering in Cade's mind. Because of that, he did not speak another word to Cameron until they reached Carter Mansion.The car stopped in front of the gates, and the driver said, "Mr. Carter, Madam, there seems to be someone waiting for you outside."Cade was still upset from earlier and snapped, "Ignore them. Just head inside." Since they weren't let in, that meant they weren't anyone important.The driver squinted as he tried to get a good look at the person. "It's Madam's brother."Cade's instinctively thought that Andy was looking for him. Though Andy and Cameron were siblings, they had a rough relationship. They would usually ignore each other in their family, so it was unlikely that he'd come looking for her.Cade was about to open the door when Andy said, "Come down, Cameron. I need to ask you something."Cameron was awake, so she heard everything. But she didn't plan to respond. Now that she'd been called, she slowly got up and opened her eyes.
Diane went to make a phone call. After a while, Cameron heard footsteps approaching her. The footsteps were soft, muffled by the chilly weather and the carpet underfoot. Cameron immediately told the person about her condition without checking who it was. "My shoulder blades and neck hurt, and I'm feeling a bit dizzy."After saying that, she felt a hand on her back. Cameron instantly sensed something was off. The hand resting on her shoulder was unmistakably a man's—large palm, slender fingers. Though she already had a good idea of who it was, she still turned around to confirm.Cade was sitting on the couch sideways. He came to ask Cameron something and wasn't prepared to give her a massage. When he met Cameron's cold gaze, he instinctively started kneading her shoulder blades.Although Cade never studied massage techniques, he'd done it often enough to know the basics, such as where to press and how to make it feel good.Cameron didn't know what had gotten into Cade, but she a
Nerissa was furious. She remembered all the resentment and disdain she had to endure these days and couldn't help but lash out without accounting for the setting they were in.They were at a high-end restaurant, where guests were required to wear formal attire. This meant people were also particular about other people's behaviors. Nerissa's outburst instantly drew a lot of attention and contempt.Mirabelle felt embarrassed, so she pushed Nerissa away and said, "You should leave. I'll come find you tonight. I have an appointment right now."Cameron followed a waitress to a table that wasn't too far from theirs. Seeing that Nerissa was about to give in to Mirabelle's lies, she couldn't help but sneer. "What a fool."Mirabelle and Nerissa immediately turned around when they heard Cameron's voice. When they saw Cameron, they both frowned and asked at the same time, "What are you doing here?"Cameron looked at Nerissa, who seemed like she was going to shred her to pieces, and said mock
Cade's comment was about material and visual satisfaction. But to others, it could easily be interpreted differently.Mirabelle was close by and particularly attentive to their conversation. Although she didn't hear everything, she understood the gist of it.Mirabelle had known Cade since childhood, and even during their awkward teenage years, she had never heard him ask such a childish and thoughtless question. She was also unaware that he would compare himself to others.Cameron clenched her jaw and tightened her grip on her cutlery. "Shut up, Cade.""Shut up? Didn't you call me here to get on Mirabelle's nerves?" Cade sneered and said, "You're not doing it right."Cameron was silent. She thought that Cade had been driven mad. Otherwise, why would he act so abnormally?"Have you seen how other women assert their claim?"Cade was provoked to his limit. He spoke without thinking, and he felt a sudden urge surge within him that was hard to suppress. As he asked the question, he h
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,