Six years ago, Cynthia left Lucien and divorced him while pregnant with their child. Lucien's words, "If I ever meet you again, you'll know WHAT HELL IS!" hung over her like a curse, lingering in the years like a nightmare. Six years later, an unexpected turn of events throws Cynthia into a thrilling one-night stand. And the man involved turns out to be none other than Lucien, the one who had once cursed her so cruelly! Once again, fate has cruelly bound them together. Lucien looks at Cynthia with eyes full of hatred, but beneath that fury, there seems to be something deeper—emotions too complex for him to even name. Is it love or hate? The line has long since blurred. Cynthia is a bundle of nerves, desperately trying to hide the existence of her child. But with Lucien's probing gaze fixed on her, how long can she keep up the charade? What twists and turns will their story take from here?
View MoreWith a whirlwind of passion, Cynthia was completely spent. She didn't have the strength to argue anymore, or even resist. All she wanted now was to sleep.But Lucien wouldn't let her.He pulled her into his arms, watching her settle like a stroked cat finally soothed."You were angry the other day because you thought I went to see another woman, weren't you?"Cynthia played dead.Lucien bit her ear. She slapped him. He looked pissed."Cynthia!"She opened her eyes and stared at him. "What have you been doing these past few days?"Her tone was almost that of a wife questioning her husband.Lucien studied her. "You care what I've been doing?"Cynthia turned away and lay back down. But of course Lucien wasn't done. His hands wandered again.Suddenly, Cynthia twisted around and bit his ear hard. That finally shut him up.She stared at his dumbfounded face and the way he was looking at her—it made her skin crawl. She turned her back to him.Lucien pulled her back, face unusually serious."
Hogan watched her serene face. No matter what she was facing, she always managed to stay calm, unflustered. That alone made her incredibly attractive.No wonder Lucien was so obsessed with her, to the point of losing control. Hogan, too, was curious now—just how did she plan to turn the tables this time? Her opponent was a celebrity, not someone to be underestimated."He's attending a funeral," Hogan said suddenly.Cynthia's hand froze mid-motion. The once-continuous apple peel snapped and fell to the floor."Whose funeral?""A female friend's father," Hogan replied, deliberately emphasizing the word female. He watched her fingertips tremble slightly where the peel had broken. "Or at least, that's what they're saying." He added with a smirk, tongue pressing against his back molars.Cynthia set the half-peeled apple on the cutting board. Juice from the fruit seeped into the wood grain, leaving behind a pale yellow stain. Just then, the click-clack of high heels echoed from the stairway
By the time rush hour hit, the online backlash had turned into a full-blown hurricane.Faked "chat logs" flooded the internet, supposedly showing Cynthia brazenly threatening to "run over Jacqueline" and even confessing to being the mastermind behind previous incidents. Even more alarming, her side profile, home address, and workplace had all been leaked. The website of F.E. Magazine crashed under the onslaught of enraged netizens."She thinks she's some Marvel superhero?"Gina scoffed."This isn't a joke!"Pearl was nearly in tears. "That online vigilante group has actually helped the police solve real cases before. Now they're convinced Cynthia's a homewrecker and a murderer. They're out there looking for her!"Cynthia leaned back in her chair, fingers tapping the table in thought. Jacqueline had played her cards well—using the exact tactics Lucien had once used against her. Poetic justice. She glanced at Pearl. "Do you know anyone insid
The sharp click of heels echoed through the hospital hallway. A moment later, the door to the hospital room burst open, slamming against the wall. Nicky shot up from his chair in alarm. His face drained of color the moment he saw who it was."M-Marius…"Jacqueline lay in bed, her body wrapped in gauze, fresh tear tracks on her pale cheeks. Marius's pupils contracted, and the temperature in the room seemed to plummet."Who did this?"he growled through clenched teeth.Nicky swallowed hard. "It… it was that woman. Cynthia…"At the sound of her name, Marius's jaw clenched, the muscles twitching. Nicky rushed to take advantage of the moment."Jacqueline's been suffering so much lately. All her gigs got canceled… She just wanted to apologize to you. She said you're the only man who's ever treated her right…""Yesterday…"Nicky's voice trembled. "I stepped away for just a minute, and when
Cynthia glanced at the nearly untouched carrot dishes still sitting on the dining table and let out a bitter smile. Lucien hadn't come home all night—not a single call, not even a text.Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she stared at her tired reflection and suddenly found it all laughable."What was I expecting?" she murmured to the woman in the mirror. "This was just a transaction."She had agreed to become his mistress for five million. Who knew how many other women he'd "collected" the same way? Taking her to the Brown estate... maybe that was just part of some elaborate revenge plot—to make her witness Edric, the man she once loved, now playing family with his cousin.Icy water splashed against her face as she scrubbed hard, as if trying to wash away the restlessness gnawing at her chest.Jacqueline's words echoed in her ears—"Once the real one shows up, you're just a knockoff."Maybe that was the key. Maybe sh
Cynthia had barely taken two steps into the parking lot when she froze in her tracks.A woman in loose lantern pants was leaning against her car. The brim of her baseball cap was pulled so low that only half of her pale face was visible. When the woman turned her head, Cynthia almost laughed out loud—Jacqueline, again.Since her scandal blew up online, she had practically vanished, leaving behind nothing but rumors.Those once-vacant eyes suddenly gleamed with venom the moment they locked onto Cynthia."Come to admire the gift from your ex?" Cynthia strolled forward and met her gaze. "It's mine now. You want a look? Ten grand per glance. That's generous, considering all those peeks you took before—those were free trials."Jacqueline suddenly lunged closer, a chill radiating off her. "You think you've won?" she sneered, then let out a manic laugh. "Haven't you noticed? We look so alike..."Cynthia studied the face that shared a st
Cynthia's mornings now came with a new assignment: driving Lucien to work. But on the very first day, things nearly went sideways—they almost rear-ended the car in front.When she finally pulled up in front of the BW Building with a less-than-stellar parking job, Lucien calmly adjusted his cufflinks."Compared to that man," he said suddenly, his voice soft as a feather, "I treat you much better."Cynthia froze, her hands still on the steering wheel."Aren't you leaving?" Lucien opened the door and added, "Don't loiter here showing off that you're my woman."Only then did she notice the crowd of employees sneaking glances their way. Flustered, she slammed her foot on the gas. Two blocks later, she hit the brakes hard—wait a minute. Who was showing off?The realization struck her belatedly. Yesterday, she'd mentioned that Gerald had been too scared to get in a car she was driving. And today, this man was proving with actions that he was braver. That childish need to win...Her grip tigh
Inside the hospital room, Thomas leaned against the headboard, his sharp gaze slicing through Cynthia and Lucien like a blade."Lucien, get out," Thomas said, his tone leaving no room for argument.Lucien remained motionless until Cynthia softly said, "Let me talk to Grandpa alone." She met his eyes. "I know what I'm doing.""I'll be right outside," Lucien replied, turning to Thomas. "The doctor said you need rest." With that, he finally left.As the door shut, a vein throbbed visibly on Thomas's forehead. That boy was afraid he'd be too hard on the woman!"You're very capable," Thomas sneered. "You've got my most prized grandson wrapped around your finger. Six years ago, he rejected every heiress to marry you—a woman who wasn't even worthy of him. And what happened? You made him a laughingstock!"Every word was like a knife slicing through old wounds. Cynthia's fingers trembled slightly—she had never realized how much Lucien had endured back then."And now that he's finally rebuilt h
Early the next morning, Cynthia woke to find Lucien already gone. He must have gone to the hospital to visit his grandfather.Although yesterday's confrontation had been satisfying, it had only intensified the conflict between Lucien and the Brown family. She didn't believe for a second that Lucien would give up his position as CEO of BW Group just to get back together with her, nor did she want to see Edric and Mandy gain anything from it.Did they really think that a few harsh words could just wipe the slate clean? What about all the humiliation, the pain, and the soul-crushing despair he had once inflicted on her? Was she supposed to just forget all of that?No. She would make him pay—twice over—for everything she had suffered. He would taste it all, and more.She went straight to the hospital. Just outside Thomas's room, she ran into Mandy, who was holding a bouquet of flowers."What are you doing here?" Mandy's face darkened."Visiting Grandpa," Cynthia replied with a smile. "Is
"If I drink these, you won't bother Roy again, right?"Cynthia glanced at the three glasses of red wine, which were filled to the brim, before looking up at the man sitting across from her, who wore a series of earrings in his left ear. She asked.This man, Frank, has recently been the subject of a major interview for the magazine Cynthia works for. But in the course of his work he repeatedly tried to get close to her. Her colleague and friend, Roy, had been punished by Frank to help her, and even their camera had been smashed.Meanwhile, that interview didn't go ahead, and their supervisor was unusually angry, leading to both her and Roy being punished.Cynthia was here today to apologize for Roy and to try to persuade Frank to continue with the interview.Frank, half-lying on the sofa, stared at her. She had a strikingly beautiful face, but it was her perfectly tailored suit that wrapped around her slender frame that caught his attention.To him, she was even more enticing than wome...
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