Koven was eating, no, Cece was feeding him. He only ate when Cece fed him. Selena walked in and said to Cece, “Let me do it. I’m his girlfriend. I should be doing this!” She reached out to take over.“I just feel guilty because he saved me. Take good care of him!” Cece said before leaving Selena and Koven there.Koven watched Cece leave and cursed at Selena, calling her a bad woman. Selena held back her tears and did not leave. “Come on, be good, eat!” Selena patiently tried to feed Koven, but he slapped the food away. Angrily, Selena shoved the food into his mouth, causing a commotion that drew everyone’s attention. A doctor came in and reprimanded Selena, “Miss, please don’t make things difficult for us. He’s still recovering, and you…”Before he could finish, Selena shouted, “I’m his girlfriend! I’m the one who loves him!” Then, she stormed out angrily.Selena felt wronged as she thought about the past and compared it to the present; everything was completely different. Wh
"Regretting it?" Linus and Selena were standing on a bridge, feeling the breeze. Linus tried to start a conversation, but Selena remained silent as she drank her beer. She looked ahead, finding solace in the wind."Nope. How could I regret it? This is fine.""He'll fall in love with another woman!" After speaking, Linus forced an awkward smile and took a big gulp of his beer. He seemed to know that he should stop speaking now.Selena said nothing. She continued drinking and feeling the wind, watching the beautiful sunset. It reminded her of the times she and Koven had watched the sunset together.…Matthew looked at Koven and realized he truly could not remember Selena. Beside him sat Cece. They were not in a romantic relationship, but it appeared as if they were.Cece visited every day, and everyone thought she was Koven's girlfriend.Selena insisted they did not tell Koven the truth. She knew that if he found out, he would suffer for seven days and still not remember. The on
Matthew picked up the can of milk powder and, following the tutorial on his phone, started scooping. The bottle cap got covered with milk powder and became dirtier the more he wiped it. Finally, he made another bottle from scratch.Lucy was lying on the bed, trying to breastfeed the baby. However, since she did not have any milk, she had to rely on formula. Anxiously, she looked toward the door, hoping Matthew would hurry.Matthew walked in, ready to feed the baby with the freshly made formula. Just as he was about to put the bottle to the baby's mouth, Gabriella entered and stopped him. Both Matthew and Lucy were curious about Gabriella's purpose for being here.Behind Gabriella was a young, masked woman. Her face was covered with a mask, but her figure was very striking. She was around 1.7 meters tall with a slim waist and long legs."Gabriella, who is this?" Lucy asked in confusion. She was holding the crying baby while Matthew patted her."Lucy, Mom thinks the baby is too youn
Koven looked at his reflection in the mirror, feeling somewhat unfamiliar. These days, people’s attitudes towards him had changed. They kept asking if he had really forgotten.Could it be that he had traveled through time? Koven laughed, thinking that he probably just needed a good night's sleep.Cece was in the living room, eating a freshly peeled apple. Seeing Koven walk over, she stood up and said with a bit of embarrassment, "Koven, I was being rash just now. I hope you don't mind."Koven felt even more embarrassed seeing Cece like this. He had never thought about these things, and he had assumed that Cece would play dumb, making it less awkward for both of them.Cece walked up to Koven and said earnestly, "Koven, ever since you saved me that day and got yourself so badly injured, I haven't been able to forget you. Every one of your actions has stayed in my heart. I..."Koven looked at Cece in confusion. It was true that he had been sick, but he had no memory of saving Cece. C
Selena heard that Koven had been admitted to the hospital again. She quietly arrived at the hospital, dragging her heavy steps. She looked at Koven lying on the bed. She wanted to go in at this moment but convinced herself not to.Koven seemed to see Selena and kept looking at her. In his mind, the image of a woman appeared again, but he just could not remember. He painfully knocked his head, shouting in agony. Seeing him like this, Selena rushed in and stood before him, helpless. She never thought that she would be so awkward and powerless when seeing him.Selena was wearing the clothes from the first time they met today, with light makeup and a basket of fruit in her hand. Koven saw Selena, paused for a moment, and motioned for her to sit down. Selena accepted his invitation and sat in the chair beside him. She started peeling a pear without saying a word.The room was filled with inexplicable awkwardness. The crisp sound of Selena peeling fruit was sharp, and Koven's breathin
Selena visited Lucy that day. She carefully held Lila as she moved around the room, utterly enchanted. "The child really looks like you, and her eyebrows resemble Matthew's," Selena said, smiling at Lucy. "There are some things I don't understand. What happened during those days you were missing? We were all looking for you."Lucy replied, puzzled, "I don't know either. I fell asleep that day, and when I woke up, I was already there. My mom told me that Matthew had arranged for me to stay there for prenatal care and that he would bring me back in a few days, so I didn't think much about it."After a moment of silence, Selena added, "Yes, I thought Melanie might have done something to you. She was involved in drug trafficking and tricked you into going to that place, but she's been brought to justice now."Lucy continued, "Actually, that place was quite nice. No phones, no distractions, no one to disturb you… It was away from the city's hustle and bustle too. It was undoubtedly a p
Koven was discharged from the hospital after a few days. Before he left, the doctor reminded him not to be overly stressed and to make sure to rest. Koven brushed off these reminders. He needed to know the truth and had the right to know.Koven continued to search through every item at home, but this time, everything had changed—the couch, the sheets, the kitchen. Everything was different. At first, Koven thought he had entered the wrong house, but this was indeed his home, the home he had once shared with Selena.Feeling helpless, Koven lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He did not know what to do. Everything was happening in a blur. Many secrets were being kept from him, and he had made many attempts to uncover the truth to no avail.Staring at the ceiling, Koven drifted off to sleep. Outside, the wind blew over the wheat fields, the streams, and the treetops, gently pushing the curtains. The curtains swayed lightly in the wind, like an elegant dancer performing.Exhausted,
At the hospital, Lucy watched her baby boy through the glass window. He was growing stronger, his hair was fluffy, and he was always nibbling on his fingers. She softly called out to him."My baby, look at me!" Lucy laughed joyfully. Beside her, Matthew was even happier as he held Lila, playfully teasing her and then their son.It was a great blessing to their small family to have one daughter and one son. Their little son did not cry when he was born, so he had to stay in the hospital for a few days. Now, he was healthy, and after a few more days of rest, he would be ready to go home."Lila, look at your little brother," Matthew said, holding his daughter and encouraging her to look at her brother inside. Lucy was amused by him. She felt incredibly happy to have such a good husband.Life was short, and it was rare to find someone you loved who would do so much for you. Besides, Matthew was the richest man in the world. He had a good personality, handsome looks, and endless patienc
As Gabriella examined the luxurious clothes, bags, shoes, and pants, she could not help but feel that Lucy was completely unappreciative of such treasures. She failed to utilize them to enhance her appearance! They spent quite a while going through the various garments and accessories, yet there were still items they had not finished checking out.Lucy gave an awkward smile, acknowledging her own laziness. After a long search, Gabriella finally found a piece that caught her eye. As she checked the tag, she was surprised to find that the dress was designed by a renowned French designer. It featured a V-neck, with simple yet elegant sleeves that revealed a hint of Lucy's arms, while the skirt was a refined and tailored fit.Gabriella held up the dress against Lucy, murmuring to herself, “Hmm, this one’s nice! You should try it on!” Even though she spoke to Lucy in a tone reminiscent of an older sister, she still maintained her authority as a mother-in-law. It made her words both
Since the previous incident, Lucy had become increasingly attentive to her children. She watched over them at nearly every moment. She feared that Charlotte might seize any chance to harm the children, so she remained vigilant and meticulous, avoiding any lapses. In her eyes, Matthew Leon and the children represented her entire world, and she could not afford even the slightest mishap.One day, Gabriella Sharpe visited their home. She arrived as lively as ever, wearing impeccably applied makeup that included an expensive shade of lipstick. Her appearance radiated the elegance of a woman of high social standing, making her stand out among the people on the street.Lucy welcomed Gabriella warmly, treating her with utmost respect. It created an atmosphere of family harmony. Gabriella settled into a chair, savoring the fruit that Lucy offered her. She held Johnny closely, reluctant to part with him. She showered him with compliments and laughter."Mom, you seem to be in a great mood l
Matthew noticed Lucy’s absent-mindedness and asked gently, "Lulu, what’s on your mind?"“Oh, nothing… I just think what happened to Charlotte is so sudden,” Lucy replied.“Don’t worry about it. It has nothing to do with us. She was always trying to harm you. Her fate is something she brought upon herself.” Matthew patted her head comfortingly.However, Lucy found it suspicious. Although the news reported Charlotte’s assassination and that the monastery had burned down to ashes, it did not mention her body. That kind of crucial detail would not have been overlooked by the media.Matthew had also considered this possibility, but he had kept it to himself to avoid alarming Lucy. Charlotte had been sent to the monastery because of him and Lucy, and she had to harbor a deep hatred for them. If she managed to orchestrate her own escape, what if she was now seeking help from Spades to target Lucy? That would be dangerous.“Lulu, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you or the ch
With nothing left to hold onto, Charlotte walked down the empty streets, her heart heavy with despair. She wore a black veil that covered her completely, revealing only her eyes. She even had on dark sunglasses. She dared not walk in the open or be seen, nor did she dare expose Juliana’s crimes to the world.She used to be a princess. Everything she had done, every privilege and indulgence, was backed by Arthur and Juliana’s love and permission. Now that her supporters had betrayed her, what right did she have to be reckless or demand anything? Surviving itself was a luxury. How could she even think of acting willfully?As she wandered in anguish, Charlotte found herself by the river. She remembered coming here with Arthur and Juliana when she was a child, laughing and walking along the bank. Now, each memory felt painfully ironic, and every kiss from Juliana seemed sickening. How could her world be so false? How could even the people she trusted most turn against her?Charlotte cou
Charlotte continued to hide within the castle, unwilling to leave and equally unwilling to let anyone know she was alive—unless they promised never to send her back to the monastery. However, she doubted that would happen, so she kept to the shadows. After all, the castle had plenty of food. It was far better than anything at the monastery.One night, Charlotte quietly slipped into Arthur and Juliana's bedroom. To her surprise, Arthur was not there, and only Juliana was present. 'Dad must be too upset to sleep,' Charlotte thought. She knew him well—whenever he was troubled, he would retreat to the study rather than go to bed.As she watched her beloved mother, a tiny bit of her resolve wavered. Juliana looked utterly exhausted, as if she had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Charlotte had a sudden urge to go in and comfort her, but she knew that was impossible. Charlotte realized that seeing someone through a wall of separation was the most painful thing of all.Just as
The next morning, news of the assassination attempt on Charlotte was sensationalized across all media outlets. The internet was flooded with headlines about her close brush with death, sparking worldwide shock. No one could believe that Charlotte, notorious for her arrogance and harsh treatment of offenders, could have been targeted like this. Many who resented her strict, often cruel ways were both thrilled and stunned by the news. The royal family immediately tightened security at the monastery, dispatching a large police force to investigate what had happened. The monastery became a focal point of public intrigue.“What? That's impossible! How could there be no trace?” Juliana exclaimed in disbelief. Standing before her was the chief forensic investigator.“Yes, Your Majesty, there's no sign of Princess Charlotte’s remains,” the investigator confirmed firmly.“Fine, I understand. Leave me, and keep me informed if anything changes,” Juliana replied, pressing her fingers to her
As the footsteps came closer, Charlotte held her breath, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared—it was clear they were targeting her. She watched as the figure approached the bed, moving so quietly it was as if they made no sound at all. What could they possibly be planning? Surely, the headmistress would not go this far?The figure drew closer to the bed, bundled up the pillows and blankets, and then doused something over them. Charlotte could smell it—it was gasoline! Was the headmistress planning to kill her to silence her? She froze, unable to move. The shadow struck a match and dropped it onto the bed. In an instant, flames surged up from the blankets.In the fire’s glow, Charlotte could make out that it was not the headmistress but a man. After setting the fire, he quickly slipped away without making a single sound. Charlotte crept out while stifling a cough, afraid he might hear and return. The flames grew quickly, engulfing the bed and spreading t
Over the past year or so, Charlotte had gradually come to understand that the world was not just about picturesque landscapes and lavish feasts. In the shadows, beyond her sight, lay a world full of schemes and deception. Despite her ongoing attempts to plot against Lucy Quinn, she had not noticed this aspect at all until she arrived at the monastery. Here, she realized how dark human nature could truly be.The women at the monastery constantly criticized and belittled her, while the headmistress was corrupt, using her position for personal vendettas. She was also driven by greed for wealth and status. All Charlotte wanted was to escape this dreadful place and return to her castle. She wanted to go back to her plush, comfortable bed. There, she led a life surrounded by maids tending to her every need.Thinking of this, she remembered Lucy and envisioned her seated in her rightful place, basking in the affection of Arthur and Juliana. She could see Lucy's haughty expression starin
In a moment of heat, Charlotte blurted everything out. Joan was dumbfounded! Was this really Charlotte? She usually did not talk this much, did she? It was not just Joan who was shocked; the headmistress across from Charlotte was equally taken aback. Charlotte was usually so obedient. How had her tongue turned so venomous today? The headmistress was left speechless as every word Charlotte said was so reasonable that no one could argue against it, and it even warranted some compliments! Although Charlotte was confronting the headmistress, each of her statements felt like a plea for justice.Charlotte was not done yet and continued, “Since you know I’m a princess, you should give me some consideration. Yet, in reality, I’m the one giving you all the consideration. Is that reasonable?” Charlotte’s arguments were layered and logical, her thoughts clear. It left the headmistress in a muddle while Joan looked on with envy! The headmistress glanced at Charlotte, feeling quite displease