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
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
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
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
"What... What are you doing here?" Scarlett was stunned. The secretary remained calm and replied, "I came to pick up something for President Gray I need to get back to the office, so I'll be leaving now." After speaking, the secretary walked out, casting a subtle glance at Scarlett before quickly heading downstairs. Scarlett frowned. Although she felt something was off, she didn't think too much about it. After all, the person was Wayne's secretary. Entering Wayne's office was probably like being at home, right? So, entering his room should be understandable too? "Ma'am." Mrs. Robert's voice came from downstairs. Scarlett went downstairs. "You really came back," Mrs. Robert said with a smile. Scarlett nodded, "Yes, I'm back." She sat on the sofa and asked casually, "Mrs. Robert, does the secretary often come to the villa?" "No, very rarely, almost never," Mrs. Robert replied. "It's usually Christopher who accompanies Mr. Gray." Scarlett nodded in acknowledgment. "Why did
Scarlett remained motionless. After watching the entire movie, her hand was drenched in sweat. Partly because of nervousness, but mostly because Wayne was gripping her hand so tightly. Even after the movie ended, Wayne didn't let go of her hand. Scarlett had no choice but to follow him. She glanced at the man so close to her and thought, Who said he wouldn't do it? He must have been pretending this morning. As they walked out of the cinema, they were greeted by the bustling night market outside. There were lots of people. Coming and going. Scarlett spotted a stall selling takoyaki in the distance. She wasn't sure if it was because she had watched a two-hour movie and was now hungry, or if it was her pregnancy cravings, but she said, "I'm hungry." Wayne replied, "What do you want to eat? I'll take you." Scarlett pointed to the nearby stall and said, "I want to eat that." "Not hygienic," he said, and without another word, he pulled her along. He drove her to a high-end r
Wayne drove her back to the villa, maintaining a demeanor that was nothing short of 'kind and gentle,' showing no signs of anger whatsoever. In fact, he was so nice to her that Scarlett almost believed he was a good person. But the slow boil of a frog in warm water is the most torturous. Scarlett nervously asked, "Are you going to get back at me later?" He smiled charmingly, "No." Scarlett felt her heart ease a little. Could it be that he really wasn't angry? Had he become more magnanimous? "It's late. Go wash up and get some sleep," Wayne said as he headed to his own room. Scarlett stood there for a few minutes, stunned. Could it be that He had changed? Had he really 'turned over a new leaf'? Scarlett returned to her room and sat by the bed for a moment. Wayne didn't come back to settle any scores. It was almost eleven o'clock now. He should be going to bed, right? Scarlett clutched her chest. Indeed, doing something behind someone's back is never a good idea. You never
Seeing Scarlett, Andrew took large strides toward her. "Scarlett..." Before Andrew could finish his sentence, Caroline rushed out, looking aggrieved as she complained to Andrew, "Your precious daughter has no manners at all. She just pushed me hard." Scarlett deeply regretted coming here. Why did she have to get involved in Adrian's business? She must have been out of her mind to agree to ask Wayne for Andrew. Andrew shot a glare at Caroline. "You're an elder. Can you not hold a grudge against a child?" "Is she a child? She's grown up and even married. How can she still be considered a child? She didn't even lift a finger to help her own brother, so cold and heartless. What are you expecting? That she'll take care of you in your old age?" Caroline's words grew more and more agitated. She was still bitter about her son being in trouble. Back then, she had asked Scarlett to talk to Wayne on her son's behalf. But she had refused. Cold-blooded to the core. Andrew kne
Bella hadn't even finished her sentence when Jackson's hand came down hard on her cheek. Bella was stunned. In all her years, her father had never laid a hand on her! Her eyes filled with tears of grievance. "Why did you hit me?" "Didn't you want to be hit? You can slap yourself, but I can't slap you?!" Jackson's voice was filled with anger. "I've never been so humiliated in my life. Now, thanks to you, my reputation is in shambles, and you still have the nerve to cry?" Bella was taken aback. "Dad, how did you know I hit myself?" "Do you think Wayne is a fool?" Jackson stared at his daughter. "I can't understand why you would do such a thing." "I just can't stand that woman being around Wayne. You said you would introduce me to him," Bella choked out between sobs. Jackson nearly fainted from rage. "Yes, I wanted you to marry Wayne, and you like him. That's a good thing. But the premise is that Wayne has to be interested in you. If he's not, what good is my introduction? You
Scarlett had no idea what Wayne meant by that.She quickly said, "I'm not familiar with this place, so I took some time finding the break room. You must be very thirsty! I'll bring the coffee to your office right away."The woman's expression paused slightly.In truth, it was she who had held Scarlett back with conversation, causing the delay.Wayne disliked staff gossiping and whispering during work hours.Had she just broken a rule?Wayne gave her a cold glance before turning and walking away.The woman's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, almost leaped out of her chest. She thought she was going to get a formal warning.Luckily, she wasn't.She dared not gossip anymore and immediately returned to her workstation....In the office.Scarlett placed the coffee on the desk.Wayne stood behind her, looking at her back. "You don't want others to know your identity?"Scarlett turned around.Had he heard what she said?"I just didn't want to cause you any trouble," Scarlett said
Jackson thought he had the upper hand, but suddenly found himself at a disadvantage. His daughter was clearly more seriously injured! "President Gray, are you blatantly showing favoritism?" Jackson didn't bother with formalities anymore. This was heading towards an all-out confrontation. Wayne had no intention of breaking ties, but he wasn't afraid of it either. "Just like you, I am fiercely protective of my own." He waved Scarlett over. She obediently walked over and sat beside him. Jackson felt Wayne was being completely unreasonable. Bella was his own flesh and blood, his precious daughter. Who was Scarlett to Wayne? "She's just a woman who could be found anywhere and just happens to be prettier. How can she compare to my daughter?" Hearing this, Scarlett felt a sharp pain in her heart. Both were daughters, but look at how different their fathers were. At that moment, she tried to make her expression look relaxed. But she couldn't. Instead, her face gr
Bella Wells walked towards Scarlett. Instinctively, Scarlett took a step back.Luckily, the enforcement officers were still around. She moved closer to them.Although they weren't real police officers, at least they wore uniforms.They should be able to scare off any troublemakers, right?" Scarlett, come here," Bella called out, noticing Scarlett trying to avoid her. She stopped walking when she saw Scarlett retreating."What do you want from me?" Scarlett asked."You lied to me and tried to keep Wayne all to yourself. Last night was the first time I ever apologized to someone, do you know that?" Bella couldn't let it go.She had to get things straight with Scarlett."Wayne was the one who made you apologize. You should go talk to him!" Scarlett replied.Why was Bella coming after her?Did she think Scarlett was an easy target?"I'm not going to him; I'm coming to you!" Bella shouted impatiently. "When you lied to me, you had plenty to say. Now, why are you acting all scared?"Scarle
Seeing Scarlett, Andrew took large strides toward her. "Scarlett..." Before Andrew could finish his sentence, Caroline rushed out, looking aggrieved as she complained to Andrew, "Your precious daughter has no manners at all. She just pushed me hard." Scarlett deeply regretted coming here. Why did she have to get involved in Adrian's business? She must have been out of her mind to agree to ask Wayne for Andrew. Andrew shot a glare at Caroline. "You're an elder. Can you not hold a grudge against a child?" "Is she a child? She's grown up and even married. How can she still be considered a child? She didn't even lift a finger to help her own brother, so cold and heartless. What are you expecting? That she'll take care of you in your old age?" Caroline's words grew more and more agitated. She was still bitter about her son being in trouble. Back then, she had asked Scarlett to talk to Wayne on her son's behalf. But she had refused. Cold-blooded to the core. Andrew kne
Wayne drove her back to the villa, maintaining a demeanor that was nothing short of 'kind and gentle,' showing no signs of anger whatsoever. In fact, he was so nice to her that Scarlett almost believed he was a good person. But the slow boil of a frog in warm water is the most torturous. Scarlett nervously asked, "Are you going to get back at me later?" He smiled charmingly, "No." Scarlett felt her heart ease a little. Could it be that he really wasn't angry? Had he become more magnanimous? "It's late. Go wash up and get some sleep," Wayne said as he headed to his own room. Scarlett stood there for a few minutes, stunned. Could it be that He had changed? Had he really 'turned over a new leaf'? Scarlett returned to her room and sat by the bed for a moment. Wayne didn't come back to settle any scores. It was almost eleven o'clock now. He should be going to bed, right? Scarlett clutched her chest. Indeed, doing something behind someone's back is never a good idea. You never
Scarlett remained motionless. After watching the entire movie, her hand was drenched in sweat. Partly because of nervousness, but mostly because Wayne was gripping her hand so tightly. Even after the movie ended, Wayne didn't let go of her hand. Scarlett had no choice but to follow him. She glanced at the man so close to her and thought, Who said he wouldn't do it? He must have been pretending this morning. As they walked out of the cinema, they were greeted by the bustling night market outside. There were lots of people. Coming and going. Scarlett spotted a stall selling takoyaki in the distance. She wasn't sure if it was because she had watched a two-hour movie and was now hungry, or if it was her pregnancy cravings, but she said, "I'm hungry." Wayne replied, "What do you want to eat? I'll take you." Scarlett pointed to the nearby stall and said, "I want to eat that." "Not hygienic," he said, and without another word, he pulled her along. He drove her to a high-end r
"What... What are you doing here?" Scarlett was stunned. The secretary remained calm and replied, "I came to pick up something for President Gray I need to get back to the office, so I'll be leaving now." After speaking, the secretary walked out, casting a subtle glance at Scarlett before quickly heading downstairs. Scarlett frowned. Although she felt something was off, she didn't think too much about it. After all, the person was Wayne's secretary. Entering Wayne's office was probably like being at home, right? So, entering his room should be understandable too? "Ma'am." Mrs. Robert's voice came from downstairs. Scarlett went downstairs. "You really came back," Mrs. Robert said with a smile. Scarlett nodded, "Yes, I'm back." She sat on the sofa and asked casually, "Mrs. Robert, does the secretary often come to the villa?" "No, very rarely, almost never," Mrs. Robert replied. "It's usually Christopher who accompanies Mr. Gray." Scarlett nodded in acknowledgment. "Why did
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