Two years ago, she was a well-behaved and lovely young lady, but she had an irresponsible and worthless fiancé. She simply broke off this ridiculous engagement, but it led to a catastrophic disaster, turning her into a captive maid to a bloodthirsty man. He hated her, kidnapped her, imprisoned her, degraded her in the cruelest ways. And then... he fell in love with her. When he wanted to heal her with true love, she fell victim to a treacherous plot and disappeared along with their unborn baby. Two years later, they meet again, and she is on the verge of death, with no recollection of him...!
View MoreIn the White Family mansion, inside the lavishly decorated hall, tensions were running high. A young woman, tears streaming down her face, screamed at the elderly couple seated on the leather sofa, "If you don't break off my engagement with Joshua Smith, I will...!"
And what will she do? Kill herself? No one would believe that she would choose death!
Indeed, Mrs. White sneered at her, raised her eyebrows, and said, "So what? What's wrong with men gallivanting and carousing? Just because of some tabloid news, you want to call off the engagement with him? Do you think marriage is a child's play?"
"But there have been ten tabloid news about him this month!" Flora White grabbed the newspaper lying on the table, the one with a picture of her so-called fiancé kissing another woman on the street, and threw it at Mrs. White. Why was she so unlucky? Not only did she end up with such a foolish fiancé, but he was also a notorious womanizer.
"You need to understand, you're marrying into the Smith Family, not Joshua!" Mrs. White coldly finished speaking, stood up, and walked upstairs with Mr. White.
"Dad, Mom, aren't you concerned about Flora's future life?" Henry White, who had been standing silently on the side, finally spoke, his voice icy and matching his cool and handsome appearance.
"Henry, just focus on persuading Flora." Mr. White glared at Henry displeasedly, then turned around and continued upstairs.
"Henry, you have to help me. I would rather die than marry that wretched man." Flora pleaded with Henry, her watery eyes gazing at him.
Henry's intellect and his exceptional and captivating appearance had already captured her heart. In this lifetime, she only wanted to marry him and spend the rest of her life with him. Everyone knew that she liked this half-brother from different parents, but nobody could tell if they would have a future together.
"Flora, I will help you," Henry reached out, coldly and slightly tenderly lifting her chin, looking into her eyes, promising her.
"Thank you, Brother Henry," Flora felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze and quietly turned her face away, avoiding his intense gaze. Her eyes fell back onto the newspaper which made her unable to lift her head! Joshua! How dare he taint her reputation like this?! If she obediently married him, she wouldn't be Flora anymore!
After the newspaper turmoil settled, Flora, due to her dislike of living in the cold and unwelcoming White Family home, had chosen to stay in the school dormitory since middle school. Now in her freshman year of college, she was an innocent, lively, mischievous, and lovable girl.
Leaving the campus with joy, Flora got into Henry's luxury car amidst an array of envious glances. Smiling, she asked him, "Henry, why did you come to pick me up this week?"
Henry chuckled lightly and handed the newspaper to Flora, saying with a smile, "Because I have good news to share with you."
"What good news? It's not about Joshua again, is it?" Flora already had a fear of the newspaper, so she dared not open it indiscriminately.
Henry nodded, and Flora pouted, throwing the newspaper back at him in annoyance, cursing, "Ugh! You are just like everyone else, mocking me!" In this big city, who didn't know that her fiance, Joshua, was more repulsive than a pig?
Henry smirked, grabbing her small hand in his palm and tapping her forehead, saying, "Why don't you read the content first before scolding me?"
Upon hearing his words, Flora hurriedly opened the newspaper. After glancing through it, she looked up in astonishment, staring at him, and said, "Smith Family Group is bankrupt??"
"Yes, in less than two months, Smith Family Group will disappear from City A," replied Henry with a low laugh, his lips curling into a smile of joy.
A silly and ignorant waste, completely unworthy of his Flora. Fortunately, from the previous newspaper turmoil until now, it had only been a short two months, and the Smith Family Group was already on the verge of collapse.
"So this is the good news you wanted to tell me?" Flora pouted disinterestedly. What did it have to do with her that the Smith Family Group had gone bankrupt?
"Silly girl, can't you be smarter? Didn't Mom say it? You were marrying into the Smith Family. Now that the Smith Family has fallen, there's no point in marrying you off anymore. Mom has already gone to the Smith Family today to dissolve the engagement for you," Henry said with a smug smile.
"Oh?! Is it true?!" Flora screamed and almost jumped up on the seat with excitement, as soon as Henry nodded.
Henry watched her joyous state and smiled as he started the car, speeding down the road.
Flora raised the newspaper in her hand, shouting with delight in the wind, "Brother Henry! I'm so happy! I'm finally rid of that disgusting guy!"
Driving seriously, Henry was also infected by her excitement. With a happy smile on his lips, the sports car passed by, leaving behind Flora's hearty laughter. It was indeed great news! She didn't have to get married! She could openly be with her Henry from now on!
When the car was about to enter the private road of the White Family, two luxury cars suddenly appeared in front, coincidentally blocking the path of the sports car. Henry had no choice but to stop the car and honk the horn.
One of the cars in front suddenly opened all four doors, and four men wearing sunglasses emerged, striding towards the two of them. Without uttering a word, one of them grabbed Flora out of the convertible.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Flora screamed in fright, completely unaware of the situation.
Henry shouted in panic, "Let her go!"
Unfortunately, by the time he pushed open the car door, Flora had already been taken into the other car.
The car sped past him, roaring down the mountain. Henry took a few steps after them, then turned back and quickly turned the car around, chasing after them down the mountain.
Reaching the bottom of the mountain, he stood there, looking at the countless roads ahead, at a loss as to which one to pursue!
"Who are you exactly?" Flor asked in a stern tone once again, half of her body forced to lie on his legs, no longer struggling or resisting, because she knew it would be futile. Deep down, she was reluctant to let go of his body!"I am your lover, your husband," Maxwell whispered in her ear, holding her body close again and assessing her rapidly changing expression. There was excitement in his heart as he said those words, and he reached out to tidy her clothes."It's not possible..." Flora shook her head in horror and said, "My husband is Henry!"Maxwell glared at her angrily and asked, "I was just about to ask you, how did you become Henry's wife?" The hand that was once caressing her tightened its grip, causing Flora to wince in pain. She furrowed her brows tightly, enduring the pain he inflicted on her."I..." Flora tried to speak, but Maxwell interrupted her, his voice icy as he said, "What has Henry done to you? Tell me!"Flora stared at him, anxious and bewildered, shaking her
In the President's office of the Smith Family Group, Joshua cautiously presented his work report to Maxwell. Ever since Flora died, he no longer dared to be negligent in his work or treat Maxwell with a disdainful attitude out of guilt.He had even quickly married to prove that he had long given up any fantasies about Flora and never had any intention of competing with Maxwell for her.Maxwell quickly skimmed through the report and handed it back to him calmly, saying, "From now on, you can make your own decisions regarding these projects. You don't have to ask me anymore.""Oh... alright." Joshua nodded obediently, clutching the report, and hurriedly walked towards the door. Meeting Maxwell had become a mental torment for him since two years ago. He was afraid, so he always wanted to escape!After Joshua left, Maxwell packed up and prepared to go home. His gaze involuntarily fell on Flora's photo on his desk. He couldn't bear to look away for a long time. Now, going home was no longe
Two years later.It was spring, the season when flowers bloomed. Inside a luxurious mansion, roses were blooming beautifully. Pink petals fluttered, decorating the green grass.Two children, who looked almost identical and like angels, were laughing and playing on the grass, chasing each other in the sea of pink flowers.They appeared to be about two years old, with blinking big eyes and fair skin. The most enchanting feature was their sparkling eyes. The only difference between their little faces was that the boy had a touch of masculinity, while the girl exuded a sweet charm.A nanny stood nearby, carefully watching over them, not daring to look away for a moment, afraid that the two little angels might fall or collide. From the nanny's expression, one could tell that these little angels were of high status.At that moment, the sound of a car approaching could be heard from the entrance. Soon after, a silver car slowly drove into the yard and stopped in front of the main house. The
The sun rose as usual, and after a night of turmoil, the Smith Family mansion remained engulfed in a somber atmosphere. Maxwell sat on the bed, eyes wide open, unable to sleep. With Mrs. Smith's consent, Darren gave him a sleeping pill.This tactic proved effective; Maxwell soon fell asleep, entering a deep slumber until the sunset.Upon waking, Maxwell's gaze was sharp. His first command to Darren was, "Go and bring Flora back."Darren thought he might be delirious from sleep, cautiously saying, "Big Young Master, Miss Flora... she's already...""Even if she's dead, bring her back!" Maxwell roared, abruptly sitting up from the bed. The sudden burst of anger startled everyone present!Even in death, he wanted Flora back by his side. They had promised not to part in this lifetime, yet she left him just days after making that promise. She was his wife, forever!"Maxwell..." Mrs. Smith comforted him by patting his shoulder. "The dead cannot come back to life; don't be like this. Flora is
Maxwell's expression froze, and his anger erupted instantly from within him. He shouted, "What did you say? Say it again if you dare!" Flora was dead? Who dared to say that she was dead? Who dared to let her die?Everyone knew that his shout, his anger, was just an attempt to avoid and mask the truth. What's the use of refusing to admit it? Flora wouldn't come back to life because of this, she wouldn't return to his side because of this!"Big Young Master, this is the truth. Miss Flora was killed by Chiyoko Tokugawa!" Darren reiterated this painful fact, restraining the danger of being beaten up by Maxwell. When he received this news, he was also shocked and immediately came to personally inform Maxwell instead of telling him over the phone. He was afraid that Maxwell might do something irrational and harmful!"It's impossible! Chiyoko doesn't have the guts!" Maxwell shook his head and spoke coldly. His body was already trembling so much that he couldn't stand steadily, leaning agains
Joshua's legs gave way, and his strong body fell to the ground. It took him a while before he struggled to prop himself up and stumbled into the room where Flora was.On the makeshift operating table, he saw Flora lying quietly on the bed, covered in a thin white silk sheet. Her once prominent belly was now flat."Flora!" Joshua's mind went blank as he rushed forward, frantically examining Flora, who lay peacefully on the bed. Was she dead? What had he done? He had caused harm to Flora! Even if he hated her, he had never thought of using such a cruel method to harm her!Trembling, he lifted the thin sheet covering Flora. She was dressed in a set of bright white silk pajamas, stained with traces of blood. Her face had turned deathly pale, and her hands were alternately placed on her flat stomach.Overwhelmed with shock, Joshua fainted. In his last moments of consciousness, he thought about how Maxwell would punish him. Flora might never forgive her even in the afterlife!Philip immedia
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