Hidden Truths

In the fourth year of me being imprisoned by Xavier Quinn, he had a fiancée. It was said that the Santana Group's heiress, Wendy Santana, was gentle and intelligent, a perfect match for Xavier Quinn. They had been in contact for over half a year, and marriage discussions were in progress. In these years, the women around Xavier came and went, most of them passing through without him showing much interest.A friend called me and said, "It seems he's serious this time, the other woman is not only beautiful but also beneficial to his career."I had heard something about it, but I didn't expect to meet Wendy Santana for the first time at Xavier's company. That morning, I went to the hospital for a follow-up appointment, and my attending doctor was my senior from school. He told me that my condition was deteriorating rapidly, and I might forget everything in just three months. "Are you really not going to tell Xavier Quinn? If you tell him now, he might still turn back." I thought abo

He looked at me, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "What kind of agreement?"Is it money or property? You've been pretending to be all high and mighty for so long, couldn't hold back any longer and had to ask for money?"I was accustomed to his sarcastic remarks, and besides, he wasn't entirely wrong; the essence of the agreement was indeed about money."No problem, I can agree to what you want. The condition is that you apologize to Wendy."Xavier had resented me for leaving him in the past, and he rarely had an opportunity to humiliate me. He wouldn't miss this chance.I tightened my fists at my sides. "Do you really think I'm bullying her?""Whether you are or not doesn't matter. I want you to apologize right now. Will you apologize or not?"He just wanted to humiliate me, all to please another woman.My eyes felt a bit dry, and suddenly, an image from high school flashed in my mind. He used to stand up for me and scold those who bullied me. He wasn't the current CEO back th

I wandered for a while and finally found my current address on my phone. I leisurely returned home, only to discover someone in the kitchen.Surprisingly, Xavier had returned. It had been a long time since he last visited, ever since Wendy appeared by his side.His mood wasn't great; he held a bottle of wine and looked past me toward the coffee table behind me. On it were two pomegranates, large and red, just like the ones we used to pick in the school's backyard."Eat," he said condescendingly, his tone leaving no room for refusal.I didn't pay much attention and walked past him, but my body was forcibly pulled back.There was a fiery glare in his eyes. "Ignoring me? Do you think I'm blind and can't see?"His tone was harsh, as if he wanted to tear someone apart. The incident of his temporary blindness had always been a sore spot for him.He never brought it up unless he was extremely furious about something.I hesitated, trying hard to recall what had happened during the day, bu

A few days later, photos of Xavier Quinn meeting with the chairman of the Santana Group made headlines in major news media.Afterwards, he and Wendy stood together for interviews, with Wendy intimately holding onto his arm, looking like a picture-perfect couple that made others envious."Miss Santana, have you heard about the rumors regarding Miss Mia Frank? Is there anything you'd like to say?" a reporter asked.Wendy confidently replied, "In this day and age, who hasn't had a troublesome ex? What matters is that Xavier and I have found each other, and we'll have a wonderful future together. There's no need to bring up irrelevant people from the past."I sat in front of the television, watching the entire interview with an expressionless face. One of the girls behind me, who was wearing a smug look, walked up to me and sneered, "Miss Santana is about to become Mr. Quinn's legal wife. This apartment belongs to both of them. You better move out now."I couldn't be bothered to respond t

Henry had booked my flight to Germany for next week. Before leaving, I bought grapes, Xavier's mother's favorite, to pay my respects at her grave. It had nothing to do with Xavier; I owed her my gratitude.Xavier's mother was buried in the most luxurious cemetery on the outskirts of the city. Her photo on the tombstone showed her smiling gently, just as I remembered her.I bent down to tidy up the tombstone when I heard a familiar voice from behind. "Miss Frank, why are you here?"It was Wendy. She spoke gently, "Are you here to tend to my mother-in-law's grave? How thoughtful of you. But there's no need for that in the future. I will have people take care of it."In front of me, she tossed aside the flowers I had brought. My gaze fell on her wrist, and I saw the familiar bracelet. I clenched my fist tightly. "How did this bracelet end up with you?"Wendy's every move oozed arrogance. "It was given to me by Xavier. He said it's a gift from his mother to his future daughter-in-