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
Scarlett Norman was in a hotel room close to the hospital where she worked after leaving the bouquet venue. This night was supposed to be the first night of her marriage. Looking at her reflection in a mirror, she straightened her clothes and chuckled slightly, thinking about what had happened earlier; No one cared where she was anyway. Suddenly, the door was kicked violently from outside, sending it crashing against the wall; before Scarlett could make up what was happening, the whole room went pitch black. scared out of her wits, she trembled, she could feel her standing. " who's there? .. is anyone... Before she could finish her sentence, she was slammed against the wall and then onto the table. the items clattered around the floor, and a gun to her head. a voice threatened "Don't speak! if I hear a word I shoot. in the dim light, she could only make out a man with a pair of fierce eyes. she perceived a strong smell of blood and she knew he must be injured. perha
Belinda obediently followed them to the hospital director's office. Wayne was slouched on the sofa, his tall frame perfectly straight and imposing. Only a careful observer would notice the faint paleness of his thin lips. The hospital's antiseptic smell masked the faint scent of blood on him Dressed in a pure black suit, his face exuded a sharp, commanding aura forged through countless storms. Just one look from him was enough to make anyone tremble with fear! His assistant circled behind Wayne, leaned down, and whispered, "All the surveillance footage from last night was deliberately destroyed. It must have been done by those who were after you, to avoid leaving any evidence. This is the doctor who was on duty last night, Belinda Carl and so she must be the one who booked the hotel close by. The director confirmed it, and I checked the duty roster myself. She was indeed on duty last night." Wayne looked up. Belinda gasped sharply. Wasn't this the CEO of Gray's cooperation
The call was from her colleague, Bryan willow. They had graduated from the same medical school, and had gone abroad for further studies. Now, he was quite renowned back home. Bryan had always looked out for her, so they were good friends. "What's up? Tell me," she responded promptly. "I have a patient, but I have an emergency and can't make it. Can you go for me?" Scarlett glanced at the time. She didn't have any clinic appointments today. She had time in the morning, so she agreed, "Sure." "The address is Madonna villa, Area A, Unit 306. Just tell the guard you're looking for Mr. Christopher, and they'll notify him." "Got it." "And Scarlett, don't mention this to anyone, and don't ask too many questions. Just focus on doing your job and leave quickly," Bryan instructed. "I understand." After hanging up, Scarlett got into her car and headed to the location. The place was a high-end residential area with top-notch security and privacy. At the gate, the guard sto
She lowered her eyes as she walked over to pack up the medical kit, not forgetting her duties as a doctor. "The wound shouldn't get wet for now. Disinfect it once a day, and try to wear loose clothing to avoid irritating the wound." She placed the medications down. "This one is for oral use, and this one is for external application." Wayne didn't turn around, merely responding with a faint "Hmm." Scarlett didn't say much more either.picked up her medical kit and walked out. She entered her car and drove back to the hospital, and it was almost eleven o'clock by the time she arrived. She grabbed a bite to eat at the hospital cafeteria. Just as she returned to her department, the director called her into his office. "I've decided to send Belinda Carl to the training at the Second District Hospital," the director said, his expression serious, as if he had something difficult to say. Scarlett was taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't I supposed to go?" "You know, all
Bryan came here looking for Scarlett , hitching a ride with wayne. When Belinda approached them, Bryan opened the car door and got out, saying, "I'm heading off." After he left, Belinda got into the car and sat across from Wayne, feeling a bit uneasy. She realized that wayne might have mistaken her for someone else. However, she also recognized the benefits of being close to him. The dean had always admired Scarlett, and suddenly, the opportunity to intern at the Second District Hospital was given to her, all because of wayne. Belinda decided to seize this man. Such a good thing, such an opportunity, was rare. She felt that fate was favoring her, and she had to grab it. "I won't lose this opportunity never," she said in her mind, lifting her gaze. Wayne seemed surprised that she had made a decision so quickly. He shifted slightly, appearing casual but actually curious about her answer. "I don't want anything." For him to promise marriage, there must have been a s
"Miss Norman? I'm President Gray's assistant. He requests your presence. Please come with me." Upon seeing Christopher, Scarlett was momentarily stunned. She quickly lowered her gaze to hide the fact that she recognized him. The last time she had treated someone for an injury on behalf of Bryan, it was this man who had opened the door. So, he was Gray's assistant? And the injured person was wayne? "Miss Norman, please." Christopher's tone grew firmer when he saw she wasn't moving. Scarlett gathered her thoughts and replied, "I have to work." It was a clear refusal. She had no desire to see that man. "Miss Norman, think carefully. Given your current situation, if you upset President Gray, losing your job would be the least of your worries. It could ruin your entire career as a doctor." The threat was obvious. Scarlett clenched her fists tightly. Her father only provided for the surgery costs; her mother's treatment and care expenses were all covered by her salary. She
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
Scarlett fell into a long silence. She finally spoke, her words ambiguous, "Regret it? Yes and no." "In the current situation, I do have some regrets." If it weren't for that moment of impulse and unwillingness, if she hadn't given herself away, she wouldn't be desperately trying to escape now because of the baby in her belly. Without that night, she would have been one step closer to her dream. She could have started her internship at the Second District Hospital, and eventually become a full-fledged doctor, a chief physician. Her dream would have come true. Without that night, she wouldn't have felt a shred of guilt towards Wayne. As a wife, she had indeed been unfaithful. "If you didn't have the baby, maybe you could have..." "I don't regret it, because of this baby. At first, I wanted to get rid of him, but as he grew inside me, I could feel his heartbeat. Gradually, I became more and more attached to him, more and more in love with him. Now, I even feel like he's an angel