FAZER LOGINZack’s P.O.V.The numbers of the file blurred even after reading for the third time.Across the desk, Mr. Charles stood with his arms crossed, a smile playing on his lips like he had just witnessed something amusing,I didn’t look up immediately, letting him smile all he wanted. But even after five minutes, he was still there, smiling.My patience thinned.“Why are you standing there and smiling like that for the last thirty minutes?” l lifted my gaze, pinning him in place.“Don’t you have anything better to do?”His grin widened. “No,” he said without hesitation. “Not when I get to witness a rare event.”I leaned back in my chair, unimpressed. “And what exactly is that?”Mr. Charles adjusted his glasses, his tone light but deliberate. “The day legendary Zackary Walton is proven wrong.”I studied him for a moment calmly.“It was a one-time occurrence. She came prepared for it.”His brows lifted in surprise,“Oh,” he asked, almost amused. “So, there will be a next time?”I didn’t h
Ellie’s P.O.V.My heart betrayed me again, like it always did.The moment Zack called my name, something inside me stumbled, like it forgot how to function. And seriously, I hated that.Hated him for it even more!I forced myself to breathe, to steady the rush in my chest, and turned toward him, ready to snap…But those eyes!His ember gaze held mine, like he was already watching something far more interesting than I was comfortable with. For a split second, I faltered… But then, I swiftly caught myself. My expression hardened.“I am allergic to rude jerks,” I shot back at him, my voice sharp despite the uneven rhythm of my heartbeat. “Every time you open your mouth, you remind me why I should stay miles away from you.”Zack’s lips curved in amusement. That infuriating smirk deepened, slow and deliberate, like he had expected nothing less.“Good to know your preferences.” He murmured, his warm, faintly minty breath brushing against my face. I glared at him, refusing to react the
Ellie’s P.O.V. My phone buzzed in my hands. “Jared and a gynecologist?” Her second message followed almost instantly. “Last time I checked, Jared is still a man. He doesn’t have a uterus that needs checking.” A light smile slipped onto my lips before I could stop it. Only Maria could say something like that. I typed back quickly. “I am not saying Jared needs medical attention.” Then I added after a pause. “I saw him with Alice. At the city hospital.” The typing bubble… disappeared. Then it came back again. So, I continued, my fingers moving faster this time as I explained everything—the corridor, the doctor, the file, and the part of their hushed conversation. When I finished, there was silence. A long one. My grip tightened on my phone. She texted me back after five minutes. “See, Ellie. I don’t wish to accuse anyone without solid proof.” Another pause… “But I think something was going on between them even before their wedding.” My breath stilled as Maria
Ellie’s P.O.V. Five hours! That was how long I sat outside the room, watching strangers coming and going while time stretched endlessly. Five hours of waiting… for nothing! “I am sorry, ma’am,” the nurse said gently, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Mr. Walton has been taken in for a procedure. You won’t be able to see him today.” The words settled like a cold weight in my chest. “Oh!” I forced a small smile. “I see.” And that was it! No meeting, no glimpse. Nothing. Just another door closed in my face… By the time I stepped out of the hospital, exhaustion clung to me heavier than my clothes. The drive back felt longer than usual, the earlier calmness of the surroundings gone. The entire day was wasted. When I pushed the mansion door open, my mind was stuck in a loop, trying to figure out the actual reason behind this delay when.... “How was your visit?” That cold, unhurried voice made me jump. My heart slammed against my ribs as I turned sharply. Zack sat casua
Zack’s P.O.V. The Hunt family sent a bride to the White mansion? That matter alone was suspicious! I leaned back in my chair, fingers resting lightly against the armchair as the city stretched beneath the glass office of my house. Quiet and controlled, unlike the situation of this arranged marriage. My gaze drifted to the file lying open on the table. Ellie Hunt Age: twenty-one “How convenient!” A humorless smile tugged at my lips. “Interesting!” This whole settlement didn’t look like a coincidence. Nothing in this world happened without a reason. I had learned this lesson five years ago quite painfully. Then why? Why would the Hunt family send their daughter here? A soft knock broke the silence, interrupting my thought process. I straightened up. “Come in.” The door opened, and Mr. Charles stepped inside, carrying a folder identical to the one already in front of me. “Mr. Walton.” He greeted me politely, adjusting his glasses. “Everything has been finalize
Ellie’s P.O.V.OBGYN?But why?That question struck me like a blow to my gut. I couldn’t grasp the reason behind this sudden visit to a gynecologist so soon. As the rest of their conversation was inaudible, I stepped back from the corridor, leaving without voicing the questions that gnawed on my mind. Even if I asked them now, it would cause an unnecessary scene. So, it was better to just focus on my present world right now. I returned to that waiting area and sat there, Mr. Charles still busy on the call at some distance. However, the word OBGYN still echoed in my mind, settling into something I couldn’t ignore. My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag. ‘This isn’t right. It can’t be a coincidence.’Deep in my thoughts, I didn’t pay attention to the steady footsteps approaching me. I almost flinched when a familiar voice echoed.“I didn’t expect to see you here, Ellie.”My head snapped up. Alice stood a few steps away, a hint of surprise evident on her perfect face. Jar







