“Get out!” Leon shouted, his voice booming throughout the room.Giselle raised her eyebrows, her lips forming a half-mocking smile. “Are you kicking me out, Mr. Husband?”Leon clenched his jaw. “Yes. Get out of here right now.”Giselle walked slowly toward him, her steps casual, as if unaffected by Leon’s nearly exploding anger.“So, you’re angry because I took the card. But you were the one who gave it to me,” Giselle whispered, stopping just inches from Leon’s chest.Leon avoided her gaze. “Don’t play games, Giselle. I don’t have time for—”“For what?” Giselle interrupted, raising her index finger. “For your wife?” Giselle’s finger touched Leon’s chin, then slowly trailed down his jawline to his throat. The touch was so light, yet it sent a wave of heat coursing through Leon’s body. Instantly, Leon’s body tensed. “Giselle...” Leon hissed warningly.But the girl didn’t care. Her eyes were sharp as she stared at Leon, full of challenge. “You know what’s funny, Mr. Husband?” Gi
Giselle was still standing under Leon's grip. Her neck was red, her breathing was labored. But her gaze remained defiant, unwavering."I'm not afraid because... I know I have compensation from your mother," Giselle said softly, deliberately provoking Leon's emotions. “No matter how bad you are, you won’t dare kill me. Because if I die, your mother will be furious!” Leon gripped her tighter, his jaw clenching, his eyes bloodshot. “Compensation? You’re such a materialistic girl!” he hissed.“Yes! And that’s the truth, isn’t it?” Giselle smirked, though her body trembled. “Your mother needs me to make you fall in love. So... you have to endure me. Whether you like it or not.” “Shut up!” Leon pressed harder. Joe stepped forward. “Mr. Leon—” “Don’t interfere, Joe!” Leon snapped without turning his head.Leon raised his gun, his eyes cold. “Then… I’ll kill you.”The gun barrel was aimed directly at Giselle’s forehead.Giselle closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again.
"Turn right. Don't lose sight of it!" Giselle leaned against the window, her eyes fixed on the black car Dirly was riding in."Yes, young lady," replied the driver as he accelerated the vehicle.However, as soon as they reached the intersection, Dirly's car suddenly disappeared from view."What?! Where did that car go?!" Giselle quickly turned her head in all directions."I think he turned left and entered a small alley, Young Lady," said the driver.Giselle grumbled angrily, biting her lower lip. "Oh my God, I was almost able to get the evidence."She tapped the dashboard lightly, then sighed deeply. As she was about to tell the driver to turn around, her eyes caught something. Another black car, one she recognized very well. It was Leon's car.But strangely... the car wasn't heading toward the De Santos Group headquarters."Huh? Where is he going?" Giselle muttered, leaning forward. "Follow that car."The driver looked back hesitantly. "That's Mr. Leon's car, Ma'am..." "It's okay.
It was 6 a.m. Giselle slowly opened her eyes, then got out of bed with a look of relief on her face."Yes! Finally, my back doesn't hurt anymore!" she whispered softly as she stretched out on the bed.The girl immediately headed to the bathroom, humming softly as she washed her face. Today she was returning to class after three days of absence due to the incident with Leon. As a final-year medical student, Giselle knew she couldn’t afford to fall behind on the material.Downstairs, Mrs. Hansel sat elegantly reading the newspaper. Ailyn approached and whispered, “The young lady is awake and seems to be heading to campus.”Hansel smiled slightly. “Good. Leon probably hasn’t left yet, so he can take her.” Shortly after, Leon appeared from the stairs in a neat suit, a dark gray shirt, and his wet hair making him look even more handsome. Behind him, Joe, his personal assistant, carried his briefcase. “Leon,” Hansel called softly.Leon sighed before responding, “What else, Mom?” “Take
The sun was beginning to set in the west. The sky turned orange, and the evening breeze blew through the large windows of the De Santos family mansion.Giselle had not left her room all day. She lay curled up under the blankets, hugging her pillow, occasionally moaning softly as she massaged her waist. Downstairs, Leon had just returned from work. His suit still clung to his body, his tie half-loose, his face tired and stiff.As soon as he stepped into the living room, he was greeted by his mother’s voice from the dining room. “Leon, dear. Come here for a moment,” called Mrs. Hansel. Leon walked over with heavy breathing. “What is it now, Mom?” Mrs. Hansel handed him a tray with a plate of rice, soup, and a glass of water. “Take this to your wife’s room. She hasn’t eaten all day.” Leon furrowed his brow. “Mom, I just got home from work. I’m tired. Can’t you just send the maid?” “Leon…” His mother’s tone turned cold. “If you keep being stubborn, Mommy will take all her stom
It was ten minutes past 7 a.m. at the De Santos family mansion.Leon sat with a sour expression at the end of the table. He no longer had a fever. "Mom," he said suddenly, putting down his spoon loudly, "can I ask you something?"Mrs. Hansel, sitting elegantly across from him, glanced briefly while stirring her tea. “Go ahead, Leon. What do you want to ask?”“Why did Mommy pay that girl such a high price?” Leon waved his hands wildly. “Three billion a month? And there’s an additional bonus if she completes the contract for a year!”Mrs. Hansel sighed. “Leon, Mommy has no other choice. This is for your future.”“What future? She’s just a little girl. She’s still young. She’s a college student. It’s not appropriate for her to have a child for me!” Leon glared at his mother.“It doesn’t matter! Giselle’s job is just to make you fall in love. Once you’re in love, you can find another woman who’s not much older than you and willing to accept your child.”Leon snorted angrily, slamming the