LOGINEveryone knew Laura had been wronged. She was just trying to have a normal relationship, yet her boyfriend suddenly announced an engagement to someone else. Overnight, she became the so-called shameless mistress, the “temptress” in everyone else’s eyes.Forrest knew he had wronged her. But he had never truly seen things from Laura’s perspective—not once had he felt the weight of how cruel others could be. Even a stranger like Valerie had treated her with such disdain and hostility.In New York, with the Nelsen family and their circle, all the onlookers and gossipers—how would they demean Laura? The pressure and humiliation she endured were beyond what Forrest could imagine. She had once been a privileged heiress, yet because
Forrest opened his bleary eyes and saw Randall in a suit standing before him—not Laura.“Mr. Davidson… why is it you?”Randall’s temper was already fraying. He had no patience for small talk. “Where’s Laura?”Hearing her name, Forrest’s eyes reddened slightly, the alcohol still clouding his mind. “She… she’s gone.”“Gone?” Randall’s unease deepened.Forrest pushed himself off Randall, plopped down on the sofa, and grabbed a bottle of brandy. Noticing it was empty, he snatched anoth
Anna believed his words. At first, she had found it odd—if Lucas was supposed to marry into the Whitmore family, he was too immature. The most suitable candidate would have been his uncle, who was practically invisible to the public. Otherwise, the Caldwell family wouldn’t have let Lucas take part in the marriage alliance.Anna was quietly relieved—it was lucky it was Lorenzo.“Lorenzo, I think I’m luckier than Laura and Xandra,” Anna murmured, leaning into his chest.Thinking back on everything, it felt like a dream. She had spent three years with Lucas without ever considering children. Then Lorenzo appeared like a miracle. She not only chose a sudden marriage,
Forrest opened the envelope and pulled out the letter inside. His chest tightened painfully.Forrest,By the time you read this, I will have already left. I’m sorry for deceiving you, but I cannot accept your offer—being with you without any official status.Honestly, at first I didn’t like you. I even thought you were no different from the other playboys. When you saved me in the nightclub, I only saw you as a benefactor. But over the years, I’ve fallen for you, little by little.I know now that my position does not match yours. Every time you coaxed me to call you “husband,” I resisted because I knew
Blessings or misfortune, some things can’t be avoided.By now, Lorenzo was the man Anna truly trusted. In any relationship, honesty was everything. She knew this, so she recounted everything—every detail of what had happened. She didn’t want any future misunderstandings, even describing seeing Harvey half-naked clearly.Talking about it made her a little uneasy, so she glanced at Lorenzo for reassurance. “I promise, I really hate Harvey. I barely even have time to avoid him. I definitely don’t want any connection with him.”Seeing her careful, honest demeanor, Lorenzo relaxed. He knew she wasn’t lying, and there was nothing to hide. He exhaled, lifting a han
Anna was the smartest and most resourceful of the three. In both wealth and wit, she far outshone Valerie and Xandra. Valerie had overstepped this time, and Anna wasn’t about to let it slide.Tears shimmered in Xandra’s eyes. “Thank you, Anna.”Anna gave her a sympathetic glance. “Let’s get you to a hospital. How could one woman hit so hard?”“No, Anna. I’m leaving with Laura. You can protect me for a moment, but not forever. Staying will only make things harder for Uncle. I have to go.”“But…” Anna had a thousand words on her lips, none coming out. She underst
The Anna in front of him was soft and obedient, nothing like the fierce woman who had walked barefoot into a primitive forest.Lorenzo gently tapped the tip of her nose. “I’m not that much of a beast. Rest well. We’ll do anything else after you’re fully recovered.”Anna rubbed against him in his ar
Lorenzo looked down at the small woman in his arms. She was still wearing the bathrobe, her face pale, her forehead damp with sweat.A thin cut marred her tender calf, blood stark against her skin. Beneath the mask he wore, his eyes burned red with fury.Several men ran toward them from a distance.
The snakes writhed in every direction, scales flashing under the dim light. Just looking at them made her scalp prickle.Anna’s scream rose to her throat.She swallowed it.The man was gone from sight, but she had no doubt he was watching her through cameras."What? Too scared to speak?" His voice
How did it circle back to that again?Anna’s expression darkened. If he was this obsessed with livestreaming, he might as well sign with an agency and shout, "Three, two, one, link in bio!" for a living.If she were his boss, she would have him streaming shirtless, showing off those abs, taking a w







