"I want to talk to you," Belinda declared confidently, her voice steady and assured.Wayne glanced at her indifferently and asked, "Need money again? How much this time?""I'm not here to ask for money. I'm pregnant, and it's yours," she said, pulling out an ultrasound report and handing it to him.The report actually belonged to Scarlett, taken when Belinda performed an amniocentesis on her. However, the name on the report was Belinda's.Belinda hadn't done the amniocentesis to check if the baby was Wayne's. She did it to have something to show Wayne.Wayne didn't take the report, but his eyes did glance at it. The dates matched up, but he wasn't going to believe it that easily."I know you won't believe me," Belinda said, having come fully prepared. She handed him a container from a cooler, "These are the fetal cells from the amniocentesis. You can have them tested."Wayne's expression finally changed, not to joy, but to a probing look as he studied Belinda. "I don't know why you'v
This time, Jeff was taken aback. If she had continued to resist, Jeff would have thought it was normal. But now, not only was she cooperating, but she was also suggesting something thrilling. This was unexpected. "Are you serious?" Jeff asked, still skeptical. "You've already tied me up like this. What tricks could I possibly pull?" Scarlett tried to make her expression look relaxed and cheerful. Jeff stared at her for several seconds. Perhaps driven by curiosity, he picked up her bag. He actually found the pills inside. Jeff held them in his hand, reading the label. It said Viagra. Scarlett smiled and said, "See? I wasn't lying." "Why would you carry something like this with you?" Jeff frowned deeply. She always gave off an impression of being proper and pure, her appearance was that of an innocent girl. Could she have a wild side too? "Do you really think I'm a good girl? With you, I've always been playing hard to get. Hurry up and take it, so we can have some
"Beatrice, you are truly foolish, do you know that? You can't even grasp your husband's intentions. It's pathetic," Caroline said, crossing her arms with a haughty expression. "From the very beginning, your husband planned to send your daughter into the Gray family, to become their relative. He didn't divorce you just so he could manipulate your daughter. Yet, you naively believed he still had feelings for you. If he really cared about you, why would he have been with me for twenty years? And how could he bear to let your daughter marry into the Gray family? Sure, the Gray family is wealthy, but Wayne is notorious for his bad temper. Your daughter was practically forced on him. Do you think her life will be easy? If you were smart, you'd divorce Andrew immediately. That way, your daughter could escape this misery sooner." "You're lying!" Beatrice shouted, but her voice lacked strength. Her words carried no weight! Scarlett felt her body waver as she listened. From a young age,
Bryan nodded. Scarlett's body shivered, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, chilling her from head to toe. Didn't Wayne said he didn't like Belinda Carl? If he didn't like her, why would he get her pregnant? "Scarlett,are you okay?" Bryan asked, noticing her pale face and looking concerned. Scarlett snapped back to reality and quickly shook her head. "I'm fine." The moment she heard that Belinda was pregnant, a tiny pang of disappointment hit her heart. But she quickly brushed it off. Who Wayne was with had nothing to do with her. She had no right to be upset about it. "Scarlett, you're acting strange. Could it be that you like Wayne?" Bryan asked, his eyes filled with suspicion. After all, her reaction had been quite intense. Scarlett looked up at Bryan and asked, "Do I?" Bryan nodded. "Yes, you do." "My reaction isn't because I like Wayne; it's because I'm worried," she said, walking over to a bench in the hallway and sitting down. "I know my place. I w
Wayne woke up to the strong smell of disinfectant filling his nostrils. Slowly, he sat up. "President Gray," his secretary approached, reaching out to help. Wayne waved his hand dismissively. "No need." After taking a moment to steady himself, he asked, "How is Christopher?" "He's not in any life-threatening danger. He had a minor surgery and is currently unconscious but stable," the secretary replied. "You have a mild concussion. The doctor said you need rest. Maybe you should sleep a bit more?" Wayne's thoughts drifted to Belinda , recalling the blood on her leg. He pressed his lips together and, after a moment of silence, asked, "How is Belinda?" "The doctor said she had a miscarriage. She has some minor scrapes but nothing serious. She woke up just before I came in. She's in the room next door," the secretary hesitated before adding, "Do you want me to call her over?" Wayne raised his hand, signaling that it wasn't necessary. His feelings were complicated. He had always f
"Dad, Mom, you have to save me! If you don't, I'll definitely end up in jail," Adrian pleaded desperately, clutching onto Caroline. Andrew looked at his son with disappointment and asked coldly, "What did you do this time?" The word "this time" made it clear that this wasn't his first mistake. "I... I was just practicing for my driver's license. I thought I'd take my sister's car for a spin to learn, but I crashed it..." "What?!" Andrew nearly exploded with anger. "Last time, you almost blinded someone with a barbecue skewer. I had to spend money and apologize to resolve it. And now, just a few days later, you've caused trouble again. You don't even have your license yet, and you dared to drive? Are you tired of living?" "Andrew, please don't get so angry. He's your only son. You have to find a way to save him. He hasn't even finished his studies yet; he can't go to jail. If he does, what future will he have? The car belongs to Scarlett, right? Just say it was Scarlett driving...
"I'm Bryan. Scarlett has been injured and is in the operating room," Bryan Willow said, standing at the door of the surgery room. Beatrice's heart leapt into her throat. "What happened? Is my daughter hurt?" Bryan nodded. "Yes." "Which hospital?" Beatrice was frantic, her worry detectable. "The Second District Hospital." "Got it," Beatrice said, hanging up the phone and hurrying to catch a cab to the hospital. At the hospital. Inside the operating room, Scarlett clutched the doctor's sleeve. "Is there any hope for my baby?" After the examination, it was confirmed that one of the babies couldn't be saved and had already been lost. However, the other one still had a chance. "Are you sure you want to try to save it?" the doctor asked. Scarlett's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her lips cracked and bleeding. She rasped, "Yes, please. Do whatever you can." The doctor nodded. "I'll do my best." The doctor performing the surgery on Scarlett was the top gynecologist at the Sec
Wayne took the file, which contained information on Scarlett and frowned. "Is this the driver responsible for the accident?" The driver he saw was a boy! His secretary, unaware of why Wayne's expression had changed, replied honestly, "The car involved in the accident is registered under Miss Norman..." "Just because it's registered under her name, does that mean she was driving?" Wayne got out of bed, glaring coldly at the secretary. "Is Scarlett the person you reprimanded?" The secretary lowered her head, not daring to make a sound. "I'm asking you a question!" Wayne was furious! The secretary had no choice but to answer, "Yes." Wayne was so angry he was breathing heavily. The secretary quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't handle it well." Wayne ignored her and quickly walked out. Belinda was waiting at the door, wanting to see Wayne.After the car accident, she had a legitimate reason to claim that her child was not at fault. Surely, Wayne wouldn't have anything to say
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