"She is the woman I love. From now on, she will live in this house."
"WHAT DO YOU SAY?" asked Alice in disbelief. Though Alice was going to give a surprise because today was her wedding anniversary with her husband, named Morgan. It was their four-year anniversary. However, when Alice opened the door of the house, her intention was to welcome Morgan, who had just returned from work. But what happened? Morgan came with a woman. The woman was held intimately by her husband. "What did I say that wasn't clear enough, Alice?" Morgan smiled as if he had no guilt at all. "Are you kidding?" asked Alice incredulously. Her hand that was holding the cake was shaking. "What do you think?!" Morgan dismissed the cake from Alice's hand. Alice was wide-eyed, even though she had painstakingly made the cake. "So, who exactly is that woman, my husband?" Alice asked again. "She's Fiona, the woman I love!" Morgan replied. "And me?!" Alice shook her head. "I'm your wife, Morgan! You haven't forgotten, have you? And we're not divorced yet. Why would you bring another woman into our home?" Alice's heart hurt like a knife. "Don't ask so many questions. I'm going to talk to you about something important," Morgan said. Alice stared at Morgan, occasionally glancing at Fiona. Until this moment, Alice had tried to hold back the pain in her heart and not shed tears. "Are you sure she'll be easily divorced by you? She's loved you so much all these years?" Fiona asked Morgan in front of Alice. Alice was frozen in silence. "I'm going to divorce her, and she'll agree to my divorce because all she needs is money, not me. She's just a replacement wife for me," Morgan said as he grabbed Fiona's hand. "Morgan, you are too cruel." Alice could only stare at her husband, who was so intimate with another woman in front of her. Yes, all this time, Morgan had only used Alice as a surrogate woman. And now, the woman he loved was back. Alice's role as his wife, according to him, had ended here. "Alice, four years of marriage is enough for me, and I'm tired of you. From now on, we're going our separate ways," Morgan said. "Don't you have any feelings at all, Morgan? You're divorcing me on our anniversary?" Alice smiled, even though her heart was crying. Morgan opened her briefcase and took out a file. "We're getting a divorce soon, and all you have to do is sign these divorce papers. I never loved you anyway," Morgan said as he opened the divorce papers. "I don't want a divorce. I love you. So, don't divorce me. Please, Morgan." Alice tried to plead, hoping Morgan would change her mind. "But Morgan doesn't love you! Wake up, Alice!" said Fiona, smiling mockingly at Alice, who was crying for Morgan. "Morgan, what did I do wrong? I've been a loyal wife and always obeyed you. Is it because that slutty woman has been teasing you, huh?" Alice pointed at Fiona. "Don't you dare accuse Fiona. Our marriage was a mistake in the past, so what's wrong with getting a divorce now? And remember, Fiona didn't flirt with me at all!" No wonder Morgan's attitude had changed lately; it was because of a third person. "Fiona is my girlfriend; I love her. Don't pretend to be sad; I will give you a lot of compensation if you agree to divorce me now." Morgan really didn't care about Alice's feelings, even though she kept crying in front of him. "Fiona, please don't take away my husband. Don't be the third wheel in Morgan and my household," Alice came closer to pull Fiona's hand. "What do you want? Morgan and I loved each other long before you married him. Why are you so ignorant? The third person is you, not me," Fiona retorted haughtily. "Get your hands off me! Hurry up and sign the divorce papers. Feel this! Don't ever give Fiona a hard time." Morgan slapped Alice because he didn't like her saying Fiona was the third person between them. "It hurts, Morgan! Why are you being so rude to me? What did I do wrong?" However, Morgan ignored Alice. "Fiona, you hurt your hand when you accidentally bumped into my assistant at the company. Does it still hurt now? That woman pulled your hand hard." Morgan was very worried about the injured Fiona, even though he had just slapped Alice hard. Alice then pulled Morgan's hand, forcing him to look into her eyes. "Morgan, I don't want a divorce. I'm sure you're just mad at me. I know you love me." After saying that, Alice ran to her room upstairs while wiping her tears. She entered the room and sat on her bed. 'It's been four years since we've been living in this household. I thought you loved me already. You told me it was love at first sight, and you helped me when my parents kicked me out of the house. Morgan, what did I do wrong? Please, tell me! Why do you have to love another woman' Alice cried alone in her bedroom. While Alice was crying, Morgan went into the bedroom. The sound of his footsteps was heard by her, causing her to turn her head toward him. "Are you satisfied, Morgan? Is this what you want? Why are you hurting me lately?" "Alice, get out of our room. This room will be occupied by Fiona and me. Get your things and move them to the other bedroom immediately." "No way! We're not divorced yet. You're kicking me out of our room just for that woman? Look at my sore cheeks, Morgan. You used to always care for me when I was sick. Why are you now defending another woman and even slapping me?" "You get out right now: don't ask too many questions. The divorce papers are on the living room table, and from this moment onwards, you are no longer my wife." "Let go of me! Don't be rude." "Get out of here!" Morgan grabbed Alice's hand, dragging her out of the room. "Morgan, please don't sleep with Fiona! Don't divorce me! I love you very much, and I'll do anything, but not like this!" As Alice was being kicked out of the room, Fiona was at the front of the room. She looked at Alice, who was crying while knocking on Morgan's bedroom door. "You should know by now that he loves me, not you. Get out of Morgan's life so he can be happy with me," she said.‘I do not know who sent the nude photo of you with another man, but I am glad that photo ruined you and you will never marry Brian. Brian will be mine, Alice.’ The car entered the grounds of the luxurious house, Alice and Viona got out together. Alice, still in her wedding gown, ran into the house. Her parents had just entered the sitting room, and Alice knelt before them. "Papa, Mama, forgive me! Last night I was drunk and I accidentally slept with a stranger. But I did not cheat on Brian. Please help me explain to Brian so that he will not cancel this wedding," begged Alice, her face pitiful, her tears flooding her cheeks. "You have already shamed our family. Because of you, Brian’s family have withdrawn their investment capital from our company. They threatened us while can
"Marcel, they are carrying pistols. Quickly, call your men or your bodyguards," ordered Morgan. "They have not managed to get here yet. We could die, come on, fight them quickly. Otherwise, it is us who will be killed." At that moment, Marcel pulled out the pistol he had hidden on his body. "You have a pistol? You truly are the descendant of a Mafia." Marcel looked at the two men with a thin, cold, and cynical smile. Gunshots rang out. Marcel managed to shoot two men from inside the car. Morgan got down and they were defeated by Morgan. It turned out they worked together to survive the assassination. At that moment Morgan was shot from the side, directly in his chest. Marcel was furious because he was not yet satisfied to see Morgan suffer, and then someone else shot him.
Alice bit her lip, suppressing the turmoil within. She did not wish to answer, afraid of exposing their next plan. “Marcel… I…” Alice could not reply. Morgan stepped closer to Alice, his hands trembling after being beaten up by Marcel. He could not believe that Alice had not told him she had been living with Marcel all this time. “Alice… listen to me. I know I hurt you before. But I swear, I shall never wound you again. I will fight for you, even if the whole world stands against us. Choose me, Alice, and do not have Marcel.” Marcel smirked coldly, his gaze fixed on Alice. “Look at him, Alice. Weak, nearly broken, yet still trying to win you over. You wasted your chance with him before, and now regret is pointless. Do you truly wish to be with him, Alice? Choose me or Morgan,” Marc
"He fainted. What a weak man!" Marcel carried Morgan into Alice’s flat. Marcel put his mask back on. A few minutes later, Morgan awoke from his faint. He immediately rose from the sofa and walked straight towards Marcel, who was standing beside Alice. Morgan pulled Marcel’s mask, and his mouth fell open in shock. "Marcel, why do you look like me? Why is your face so much like mine? How can this be? So the man who looked like me at Alice’s new house was actually you?" Morgan was so stunned he fell silent. "You already knew I looked like you? Why are you so surprised? I was shocked as well the first time I saw your photo when she brought it from America. You truly are my mirror! But did your parents never tell you that you had a missing twin brother?" Marcel asked back. "So… so you are my long-lost tw
“Morgan, I’d better go. You’re already awake. Don’t talk about love! Just take care of Fiona, because surely she will come back to you,” replied Alice. “Just go! I won’t force you. But you must remember, I will not give up. If I can get through my downfall, I will pursue your love,” Morgan responded. “Hah? Honourable Mr Morgan, don’t dream yet. You’ve only just gone bankrupt but want to return again. Just sort out your company, don’t busy yourself with a woman,” Marcel retorted, as though belittling Morgan. “Marcel, let’s go! Just leave him here.” Alice pulled Marcel’s hand and they quickly left that place. Meanwhile, Morgan could only watch Alice depart with another man. ‘My heart hurts so much. Alice, is this what you felt when I was with Fiona? Forgive me for wasting you before.’ “Marcel… you… what is it you truly want?” Morga
“Morgan, you cast me aside for Alice. Yet I was your first love.” It was Fiona who witnessed Morgan being thrown out of Alice’s house. Fiona had managed to escape when Alice kidnapped her; she only went there to see how Alice and Morgan were. “So, you are not together yet. Alice, I will never forgive you. I shall make you die a second time.” Fiona’s eyes burned with vengeful fire, then she left just like that, unseen by anyone. Though the weather was bitterly cold, Fiona did not give up, for she had to find Eyden. Eyden had gone missing ever since he was kidnapped by Alice. “Eyden, where are you? Alice did not kidnap you. Why have you vanished? Who took you?” Fiona could only hide at her friend’s house, and she also used her friend’s car. Morgan was lying u