Two days later.In a high-end luxury bridal boutique in the city center, Oprah tried on wedding dresses, with Alfred accompanying her the whole time.Despite being three months pregnant, Oprah's belly was still flat, showing no signs of pregnancy, and her slender waist remained alluring.The wedding dress designer kept complimenting Oprah for her beauty and good figure, and she handed Oprah the custom-made wedding gown to try on.The gown was beautifully designed, with a lightweight veil adorned with lilies, and the neckline embellished with smooth and delicate pearls and fine diamonds. All these pearls and diamonds were handcrafted, showing how much attention Alfred had put into Oprah's wedding dress.However, Oprah's expression remained indifferent, showing no hint of joy. She mechanically took the wedding gown and entered the fitting room....Looking at her in a pure white wedding dress in the mirror, Oprah's eyes flashed with a touch of self-mockery and pain.Burgess had whispere
The black Rolls-Royce Phantom raced along the road. The atmosphere inside the car was heavy and tense. Burgess tightly gripped the steering wheel and pressed hard on the accelerator. He didn't look at Oprah, and Oprah remained silent without causing a scene, just sitting quietly in the passenger seat. After more than ten minutes, Burgess suddenly slammed on the brakes, stopping the car. Oprah instinctively leaned forward but was pulled back by her seatbelt. "Burgess, what do you want?" Oprah said unhappily. She wanted to get out of the car, but Burgess held her wrist, held her head, and pressed his lips against hers, his tongue forcefully prying open her teeth. "Mmm..." Oprah was annoyed and tried to push Burgess away. Instead of stopping, Burgess became even more passionate and rough. He sucked on her tongue vigorously and nibbled on her soft lips. Suddenly, Oprah felt as if he wanted to devour her completely. "No, you can't marry him!" Burgess gasped, his eyes blazing with f
Fortunately, Burgess didn't completely lose his sanity and didn't have sex with her, or else Oprah might miscarry.Her wedding gown was torn apart and wholly ruined.She closed her eyes and said firmly, "I want to get out of the car."Ignoring Oprah's words, Burgess draped his suit jacket over her, continuing to drive ahead, but not toward the direction of the mansion or Oprah's apartment.Oprah was about to ask where he was taking her when she saw Burgess making a phone call via Bluetooth while driving, seemingly instructing the hospital director to prepare for an abortion procedure.Oprah was taken aback, "What are you doing?"After ending the call, Burgess glanced at her belly coldly and casually said, "You can't have this child! I'm taking you to have an abortion.""You, you're truly insane!" Oprah desperately tried to open the car door, "Burgess, stop the car, let me get out!"Burgess indeed stopped the car.Oprah immediately tried to open the car door, but it was locked. She cou
The next day, a sensational news story shook the city, "Oprah Johnny, Stepdaughter of the Harrison Family, Found Pregnant and Tragically Leaps into River – Challenging Retrieval Efforts Amid Speculations of No Trace Left Behind."The intrigue and conflicts within prominent families, their loves and hates, were the topics that captured the public's interest the most.Near the bridge where Oprah had jumped into the river...Burgess sat in his car, lighting one cigarette after another.He had spent the entire night searching every possible place Oprah could have gone but couldn't find her anywhere.He extinguished his final cigarette, feeling a headache coming on.Stepping out of the car and pushing the door open, he caught sight of a familiar figure ahead.Burgess' eyes narrowed as he rushed forward, intending to embrace her.However, in the instant he reached out, the figure vanished...Burgess realized he had been hallucinating and rubbed his temples in disappointment.He hadn't slept
Six years later.Copenhagen International Airport.Three figures stood out amidst the crowd – two adults and a child.The young woman had long hair pulled back with a simple hairpin, her face exquisitely beautiful. Her eyes held a unique hint of melancholic allure not commonly found in peers.Seated beside her was a boy of around five, dressed in casual attire that couldn't hide his air of sophistication.He held a financial newspaper in his hands, absorbed in reading.Beside the boy sat Sunny, a nanny in her fifties."It's time, Kaleb. Be good at home and listen to Sunny, okay?" Oprah checked the time and then gently stroked the head of her five-year-old son, Kaleb.Upon hearing her words, Kaleb obediently closed the newspaper, secretly covering the page featuring Burgess Harrison. Then he replied in a severe tone, "I will."Though merely five years old, the boy seemed remarkably mature.Oprah gazed at the boy, who bore a striking resemblance to Burgess. She hesitated momentarily bef
"Sunny, you forgot to knock on the door again. It's impolite," Kaleb said solemnly, acting like an adult.Sunny felt embarrassed, "Oh dear, and I'm so forgetful. I forgot again. I'll remember next time. Can you forgive me, Kaleb?"After tidying up, Kaleb looked at Sunny with his amber-like bright eyes, "Hmm."With that, he took the phone with his tiny hands and looked at Oprah on the screen."Mommy, have you arrived?""Remember to drink a cup of warm milk before bed.""Also, don't forget to take your vitamins... Don't kick off your blanket at night; you might catch a cold.""I placed our favorite rabbit dolls in your suitcase. If you can't sleep, let them keep you company..."Oprah's eldest son hardly ever spoke unless he wanted to.But he sounded like an elder when he did, constantly offering reminders and advice. She didn't know from whom he inherited this trait.Sometimes, Oprah felt like he was the mature one between them."Okay, Mommy's got it all down."After Kaleb finished spea
Before Oprah arrived, she had noticed the most luxurious and best-positioned private room for the auction upstairs.The room was designed with one-way glass – people outside couldn't see inside, but those inside could see the outside.She had purposely chosen a seat in a spot visible from the room.Then, as if by chance, she looked up and gazed at the room upstairs.It was a fleeting glance, and her eyes remained calm and undisturbed.Inside the room, Burgess's assistant, Hardy, was dumbfounded. "Miss Oprah!"Hardy had always been Burgess's right-hand man and was naturally familiar with Oprah. He also knew how obsessed his boss, Burgess, had been with her over these six years.Suppressing the urge to rush down, Burgess gave instructions to Hardy."Withdraw the bid.""Yes."Following the instructions from upstairs, the secretary below stopped bidding.The audience had initially expected to witness a lavish bidding war today but was shocked to see Burgess giving up.Each of them wore ex
Rose Mansion.After returning, Oprah stood on the balcony, drinking glass after glass of wine.In the past, she didn't have the habit of drinking, but since she went to Denmark, whenever she couldn't bear it alone, she would numb herself with alcohol.Oprah gradually eliminated this bad habit after the birth of her two children with their company. However, after seeing Burgess today, she couldn't control herself again...Speaking of her memory loss, she hadn't lied. After going abroad, her body was under a heavy burden during that period.Depression, combined with pregnancy, led to her memory fading. Many times, she even intermittently forgot Sunny...During that time, she was in a lot of pain. Her mind sometimes returned to when her parents hadn't divorced, to her student days, sometimes to when her mother married Old Mr. Harrison, and sometimes to when Burgess sent her those explicit, flirtatious messages...Once, she forgot that Burgess had planned to force her to get rid of the ch