ログインEveryone 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
Once they were in the car, Lorenzo took out a wool shawl and draped it over Anna’s legs.Anna froze.She wore skirts most of the time. In summer, the air conditioning was always too strong, and her knees often felt cold. He had noticed something that small.A little surprised, she said, “You’re pre
Maybe the hot spring was too warm, or maybe it was the alcohol. Anna’s fair cheeks were flushed, soft and tempting.Lorenzo tapped her lightly on the chest with his fingertip.“Do you really want me to touch you?”Anna blinked her damp lashes and spoke softly.“Otherwise? Did I dress like this just
Between their lips and teeth, the aroma of red wine spread slowly across their tongues. Her initiative carried a shy, tentative edge that made it impossible to stop. Everything felt just right.Falling petals drifted through the air. The water temperature was perfect. On the surface of the pool, th
Anna finally understood why some men could be so reckless outside, sleeping with women they did not even like. Desire had nothing to do with love. It was simply a physical instinct.She had to admit that when Lorenzo kissed her until her legs went weak, those thoughts had crossed her mind. And now,







