تسجيل الدخولIVYThat photo...I stood frozen, staring at Kael as he faced me with a puzzled expression. He slipped the photo back into his pants pocket."Where did you get that photo?" I asked quickly."From the pants that guy gave me back then," he replied, scratching the back of his head. "What's his name? I don't know."Did Mitch deliberately slip that family photo into the pocket? Or was it an accident?I parted my lips to answer, then closed them again. I had no idea what to say about the photo because I didn't know much about Kael myself. I knew nothing about his family or why he had gotten into that accident. Even now, Mitch had never told me anything."His name is Mitch," I said, deliberately revealing his real name instead of hiding it.I watched Kael's brows knit together as he scratched his cheek. "That name feels familiar, but I can't remember a single thing," he admitted, making my heart ache.He had to be suffering from those fragmented memories that kept surfacing. Whatever he had
I kept what I'd overheard between Ivy and Mitch to myself. I didn't bring it up. Besides, if Ivy found out I'd been listening to their conversation, it would only make her even more uncomfortable. As for the photo I'd found in my jeans pocket, I tucked it into my pants. I'd ask about it later.Either the man in the picture or Ivy.The clink of forks against plates pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked at Ivy, who was sitting across from me. Not a single word was exchanged throughout lunch. We ate in silence.I cleared my throat.“Your cooking is really good,” I said, trying to break the awkward silence.Ivy only responded with a faint, polite smile. Instead of eating, she spent most of the meal staring off into space. I was certain she was thinking about how to get me out of this house, just like she'd told Mitch over the phone.“Ivy, do you want to go into town tomorrow?” I asked, making one of her eyebrows lift. “The severance pay I got should be enough for us to go out for the day
“You lied to me. You said he was your friend, but he was actually your ex-boyfriend,” I snapped.Ivy looked shaken. For the first time, she reached out to touch me first. Her small hands wrapped around my broad arm. Her skin was soft, slightly damp. Guilt filled her eyes as she looked up at me.“I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to worry about it. But instead, it turned into this…” She paused before lowering her head. “Please forgive me, Kael.”I tilted my head back with a weary sigh and rubbed a hand over my face. “Were you dating him when we got married?”She shook her head.“So it ended a long time ago?”“Yeah.”“And you still kept his picture? You…” I bit my lip, anger rising as the realization sank in. Ivy still hadn't been able to let go of her past, even after being my wife for an entire year.Had I been nothing more than a rebound all this time?The thought came out of nowhere, setting something inside my chest ablaze.I fixed Ivy with a hard stare. “Was I just your rebound, I
What was this guy talking about? My Ivy was still single?I turned sharply toward Ivy. She looked completely flustered. The panic on her face made my brow lift."Ivy, is what this man said true? You're still single? I thought you told me we were husband and wife."The color drained from Ivy's face."Antony, could we talk in private for a moment? I also need to pay you for the seedlings," she said, abruptly steering the conversation elsewhere.My brows knitted into a frown as Ivy ignored my question. Instead, she pulled the stranger away. I watched the two of them while wiping my face with a towel. Sweat trickled down my back and dripped from my forehead.The scorching heat made my head throb. I moved onto the porch and sat on the steps, keeping my eyes fixed on Ivy. The way that guy looked at me, you'd think he'd seen a ghost. I had no idea what they were talking about.For a moment, I looked down at my work boots, then at my rough, calloused hands.Ever since I woke up and found myse
“It's my best friend,” I blurted out."He kissed your cheek?" Kael asked, his voice cold and completely devoid of emotion.My mouth suddenly went dry at the look on his face. The doctor had warned me that Kael's emotions were like a storm constantly being stirred. One second he could seem as gentle and obedient as a loyal dog, the next he could turn frighteningly hostile over something trivial.And now I'd triggered another emotion that was clearly far more dangerous for me."Isn't that normal? We're close."Kael turned to me. "Then why are you carrying a blanket? You don't want to sleep in the same bed as your own husband?"Oh no."I just...""You're afraid," he cut in, silencing me instantly.Kael was remarkably good at reading people. He noticed every expression, every subtle shift in a situation. Maybe that came naturally from being a leader. It had probably become second nature to him.I let out a weary sigh. At this point, any excuse I came up with would only dig me into a deepe
Mafia.The future leader of a criminal organization.And I had foolishly claimed to be his wife?Where the hell had my common sense gone?From that moment on, I no longer looked at Kael as a sick man. I looked at him as someone I needed to fear. When he finally stirred from unconsciousness, his eyes fluttered open as he stared at the bedroom ceiling. A moment later, he turned toward me, where I stood leaning against the doorframe.He patted the empty side of the bed. "Why are you standing over there? Come here," Kael said, his voice hoarse. "I promise I won't hurt you again."How could I possibly come closer to you, Kael? Just seeing you in my room terrified me now, let alone sharing a bed with you.I shook my head, rubbing my arms. "You should get some rest. I'll make you some soup."Kael said nothing, but the pleading look in his eyes slowly gave way to hurt at my rejection.I hurried out of the room, leaving him alone. While preparing the meal in the kitchen, my eyes settled on the







