Mrs. Robert was usually a calm and composed person. So why was she so flustered now? Scarlett put down what she was doing and asked, "Mrs. Robert, what's wrong?" Mrs. Robert handed her the phone. "Look at this." Scarlett's eyes fell on the phone screen. It was a post about the incident that happened earlier that morning. The post had been edited to make her look like a terrible person. She didn't need to think hard to know who was behind this! Caroline's antics that morning were all for this moment, weren’t they? With the internet being so advanced, it was easy to start an online smear campaign. All it took was some money to buy traffic, and people would believe anything they saw without questioning the truth. Some people, with their twisted views, could even drive a good person to despair. She remembered a news story she had read recently. A girl had asked a delivery guy to bring groceries to her father. The girl was grateful for the delivery guy's help and tried to give him
Wayne hadn't been interested at first, but after Carlos's nudge, he glanced up at the stage. Under the spotlight sat a stunning figure at the piano. He raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised. Surprised to see Scarlett at this event. Surprised she could play the piano. Carlos said, "Miss Norman is quite talented. My wife told me she’s also an excellent dancer." Wayne's gaze remained fixed on the stage. Scarlett placed her slender fingers gently on the piano keys. Her body relaxed, and with a slight press of her fingertips, the first note rang out. The rhythm followed, smoothly and orderly, creating a beautiful melody... Carlos, who knew nothing about piano, was eager to share his excitement with Wayne. "I put so much effort into developing this drug. Without your significant investment, we couldn't have developed it so quickly." Wayne was here today because he was an investor. He had equity and a say in decisions. "Later, we need to discuss the pricing strategy. Do you have t
Wayne knew her skin was fair, but only by touching it did he realize how delicate and smooth it was.It felt like a feather brushing against his heart.He craved this sensation, a feeling that utterly captivated him.Scarlett's eyes widened in shock, her pupils trembling.What was he doing? No. This couldn't happen.Given her current physical condition, she absolutely couldn't engage in such activities with a man. However, today Wayne was being even more audacious!She couldn't break free from his grasp, so she steeled herself and bit down on his lips that were causing chaos on hers!Wayne winced in pain, loosening his grip slightly, giving Scarlett the chance to push him away.She glared at him, her eyes blazing with anger, and demanded, "Wayne, what do you mean by this? Do you think I'm some woman who casually sleeps with men?"Wayne looked at her, his expression tinged with a hint of confusion. "Aren't you?" Scarlett almost raised her hand to slap him, but she held back.She could
Wait, isn't that Wayne?! What on earth is he doing here?! Scarlett felt like she had seen a ghost. She quickly pulled her hand back, rolled up the car window, and armed herself with sunglasses, a hat, and a mask. She was convinced that her escape plan was foolproof and that Wayne hadn't yet realized she had run away. Wayne being here had to be a coincidence. He must have other business to attend to. With that thought, Scarlett felt slightly less anxious. She hunched down, burying her face in the steering wheel, praying he hadn't seen her. Knock, knock— The car window was suddenly tapped. Scarlett, like a quail, refused to open the window no matter what. Meanwhile, the car in front of her wasn't moving either. Growing anxious, Scarlett honked the horn a few times. Wayne stood beside the car, his gaze cold and menacing. At this point, she was still stubbornly resisting? Not getting out of the car? Fine. Very well. He wanted to see just how long Scarlett could stay inside the c
Before she could finish her sentence, Wayne's grip tightened around her neck! At that moment, Watne truly wanted to strangle her! This woman only disgusted him! She wasn't worth his affection! She didn't deserve it!! Scarlett felt an intense pain. She couldn't breathe. Her chest heaved with difficulty. She had said such shameless words just to make Wayne hate her, to loathe her, and then let her go. But when she met Wayne's wounded gaze, she couldn't bear to face it. She slowly closed her eyes. Her mind was clear. Wayne had been kind to her only because she had lost her child. If he knew she was still carrying another child, he would never accept it. Or worse, he might force her to get rid of it. After all, when she lost the previous baby, Wayne had said that even if there hadn't been an accident, he wouldn't have allowed her to keep it. She couldn't give up her own flesh and blood for a man as unpredictable as Wayne. She wouldn't let herself be swayed by the small kindness he
Wayne narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Belinda. "About the child?" Belinda tried to maintain her composure. "Yes, the embryo tissue I gave you is indeed mine. The blood you saw was from my miscarriage, not my period as that doctor claimed. How many women have you been with? How many of them could possibly carry your child? You should know the answer. I could lie, but can the embryo tissue lie?" Wayne's face remained impassive. But inside, he was already contemplating. He had only been with one woman. The only one who could have conceived his child was the woman from that night. Belinda could lie. but the DNA test on the embryo couldn't. He hadn't pursued the matter further because he didn't want any more entanglements with Belinda. Belinda continued, "That doctor lied. He was bribed to falsely accuse me." "Is that so?" Wayne raised an eyebrow, his gaze icy. "The doctor is downstairs. You can question him anytime," Belinda said confidently, having come prepared. She wasn't afra
The window! Yes, the window. If the door was a no-go, maybe the window would work! Scarlett immediately stood up and walked towards the window. She tried to push it open to check the height, but the window wouldn't budge. She twisted the handle and shook it forcefully. The window didn't move an inch. Her brows furrowed in frustration... Just then, Mrs. Robert's voice came from outside the door, "Young Mistress, did you upset the Master? He seemed very angry when he left and ordered the room to be sealed. Without his permission, you can't get out. I think you should apologize to him and ask for his forgiveness..." "His temper is so foul. Will apologizing really get me out?" Scarlett doubted seriously. She angrily slapped the window. Wayne, you jerk! She cursed him in her mind. Mrs. Robert asked, "Do you have any other ideas?" Scarlett hadn't thought of any feasible plan yet. She lay down on the bed to conserve her energy. Her brain kept working, trying to come up with a sol
Wayne winced in pain, his brows furrowing deeply. But he didn't push her away. This woman was now pressed entirely against him. Her soft, boneless body seemed to easily stir his desires, making Wayne feel like a pervert. Having such thoughts about a sick woman. He struggled to suppress his agitation. Maintaining an outward appearance of calm and composure. Yet his body was relishing the sensations she brought him. Soon, her grip on his hand began to loosen… Wayne also noticed that her initial bite, which had hurt a lot, was now losing its force. Scarlett's hand slowly slid from his collar, and as she began to slump down, Wayne quickly caught her by the waist, holding her close. "Scarlett..." His voice carried a hint of panic. Scarlett didn't respond. She had fainted. Wayne scooped her up in his arms and began striding out of the room, calling for the driver to prepare the car as he walked. Bryan said, "Take my car. I'll get it ready right now." He ran out to start the car pa
The person who entered was none other than Scarlett's father, Andrew "Wayne didn't touch Adrian. Think about it, have you offended anyone else who might want to take revenge on your son?" "Not Wayne?" Andrew was clearly skeptical. "He's lying to you. If it wasn't him, who else could it be? I haven't offended anyone who would target Adrian. It has to be Wayne, no one else." Scarlett asked, "Do you have any evidence?" "Didn't he hit Wayne's assistant’s car? He's still in the hospital, along with one of his lovers..." "Alright, Dad, you should investigate this thoroughly," Scarlett interrupted, not wanting to listen to Andrew's assumptions, especially since they involved Belinda . "Wayne didn't make things difficult for you because of this, did he?" Andrew finally remembered to ask if his daughter had been implicated.Scarlett's lips curled into a cold smile. "It's rare that you remembered me." The sarcasm in her tone was so evident that Andrew could easily hear it. "It's not tha
Seeing her cautious and shocked expression, Wayne deliberately asked in a teasing tone, "You don't remember what happened last night?" The way he dragged out the words "last night" made it sound even more suggestive, leading her mind to wander. "Last night?" She vaguely remembered accompanying Wayne to the hospital and falling asleep on the way back. After that, her memory was a complete blank. How Wayne had carried her to the room and undressed her, she had no recollection of it at all. As she carefully assessed her body, she didn't feel any discomfort. Having been through such experiences before, she knew what signs to look for if something had really happened. Wayne seemed to sense her thoughts and gently tapped her nose. "I wouldn't do anything without your consent." Scarlett inexplicably felt a wave of relief wash over her. "It's getting late. Time to get up!" Knowing she would feel embarrassed, Wayne got out of bed first and left the room, giving her some spa
Scarlett tilted her head up, staring at him with a cold expression. "Let go of me!" Instead of releasing her, Wayne tightened his grip. Scarlett could barely breathe from the pressure.Wayne's face was serious. "The moment you rushed into my arms, I didn't want to let you go."Scarlett's heart skipped a beat. Is that why he didn't call immediately? She stopped struggling. Her face pressed against his chest. With her eyes closed, she could feel nothing but his presence. "Can you tell me where you went on the night of our wedding?" She finally asked. She needed to confirm her suspicions. Wayne's expression faltered for a moment. That night, he had encountered some issues and met Belinda, and then... "Why are you asking this?" he said, his voice low. He really didn't want to bring up Belinda. "I want to know. Can't you tell me?" She looked up at him. "I was abroad, handling company matters," he said. He couldn't possibly tell Scarlett that he had lost control and ended up wi
It was a tiny diamond from Scarlett gown. The diamond fell onto the marble floor, leading towards a flat lawn. Wayne noticed the footprints. Scarlett's gown required high heels, and though she wore shoes with heels, they were the chunky kind, a style rarely seen nowadays, making them easy to identify. He stepped onto the lawn, searching. When he discovered a path, he didn't hesitate and followed it. Scarlett was absent from the party. This could only mean she might have stepped out. The path grew narrower and more secluded, and soon he found himself in front of a rose garden. The sky was dark, and the surroundings were hard to discern. "Help, is anyone there..." Just as Wayne was about to turn back, he thought he heard a voice. He followed the sound, "Scarlett?" Scarlett didn't hear him, so she couldn't respond. Inside the dark hole, she couldn't see anything and was terrified. The area was overgrown with thorny bushes, and everything was damp. She curled
Jackson was equally surprised. Wayne Gray was a well-known bachelor, not only unmarried but also never seen with a girlfriend. He always attended events with male assistants by his side. So, it was indeed surprising to see him suddenly show up with a woman. "What should we do then?" Bella Wells whined, clinging to her father. "You said you would introduce me to him." Jackson certainly hoped to have Wayne as his son-in-law. However, with a woman now appearing by Wayne's side, and without knowing her relationship with him, it was impossible to rashly introduce his daughter to Wayne. "Bella, you should go back for now. Let me find out more about the woman with him first," Jackson said. "Dad, you've been preparing for this for days, and I've been looking forward to it for so long. All this effort just to get you to introduce me to him. Now, if we give up, all our preparations will be wasted!" Bella was clearly unwilling. She had accidentally come across Wayne's photo in a fi
Was Scarlett regretting it? Regretting her past with that man? Otherwise, why would she have said what she just did?"I..." Scarlett opened her mouth, about to speak, but Wayne silenced her with a kiss.Suddenly, the lights went out.It was unclear whether it was a power outage or a short circuit.In any case, the power was cut off. Everything plunged into darkness. It felt like they were back to that night.Yet, they were doing the most intimate thing in the world.Scarlett, as if guided by some unseen force, closed her eyes and did not push Wayne away. Instead, she actively responded to his kiss.Wayne, encouraged by her response, demanded even more.They lost themselves in each other... kissing passionately.In that moment, it felt like they were the only two people in the world.It was a moment where thinking seemed impossible.Their minds went blank, and everything was controlled by the other. "We should break up. I don't love you..."The power came back on suddenly, the lights
Scarlett froze. Wayne's expression changed in an instant. "Mark, you got the wrong person, your mom is over there." An elderly lady quickly picked up the child and apologized to Scarlett, "I'm sorry, the child didn't see clearly and mistook you for someone else. Your clothes..." Scarlett looked down and saw sticky sugar from a candy apple smeared on her pants. She smiled and said, "It's okay." Tonight, there were many people, all bringing their children to see the lanterns. It was understandable that the child made a mistake. Just now, Scarlett had clearly noticed Wayne's reaction and asked, "Do you really dislike children?" It wasn't that he disliked children. Wayne replied casually, "I don't like the idea of you having children." Scarlett thought of the child in her womb, lowered her eyes, and let her hair fall to cover her face. "What if I do have a child?" "How could I ever let you give birth to a bastard to disgust me?" After saying that, Wayne turned around. "Let's g
Her tear-filled eyes were caught by Wayne. She quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile. If Wayne hadn't seen it himself, he would have thought he was imagining things. She had cried. But why? Was it because Belinda had pulled her hair today and she felt wronged? Wayne walked in. "Do you want me to find a martial arts school for you?" Scarlett was speechless. What was he talking about? "Weren't you upset because Belinda hit you today?" Wayne sat down on the sofa, draping one arm over the backrest while unbuttoning his suit with the other. Scarlett replied, "She's not worth it." Wayne asked, "Then why were you crying?" Scarlett stubbornly denied, "When did I cry?" Wayne frowned so deeply that his brows nearly knitted together. This woman—seriously! He had clearly seen it. Would it kill her to show a bit of vulnerability in front of him? Constantly putting up a facade was truly annoying! He got up and walked upstairs. He didn't bother looking at her.
Belinda quickly let go of her grip and turned the tables, "Scarlett got furious because I told you she helped me. She hit me and insulted me. I had no choice but to defend myself."She positioned herself as the victim."Is that so?"Wayne had already heard from his man that it was Belinda who had lashed out in anger. She could lie without even blushing.His gaze was icy as he stared at Belinda.Belinda, unsure why he kept looking at her, feigned weakness, "You have to stand up for me!" Her shamelessness and ability to twist the truth were truly astonishing.Wayne had seen it all now.If Wayne hadn't arranged for someone to monitor Scarlett and see everything clearly, he might have believed Belinda's story."If she insulted and hit you, tell me, what exactly did she say?""She called me... she called me shameless, said I was trying to seduce you, blamed me for telling you the truth. She even scratched my neck with her nails. If you don't believe me, look."She deliberately tugged at he