Irvin's expression tensed, and he immediately grabbed me and started running toward the main deck.Unfortunately, I couldn't see clearly and stepped on a nail as we ran. The pain instantly paralyzed me. Seeing this, Irvin quickly hoisted me into his arms and continued running.People started to surround us from all directions. Irvin's men swiftly cut the power on the ship, plunging it into darkness. However, our opponents were well-prepared because the lights soon came back on.We were trapped!As I watched Irvin's men fall one by one, I urged him to put me down."They won't kill me because they need my expertise, but that isn't the same for you. You have to run!" I cried.With his skills, Irvin wouldn't have a problem escaping if he left me behind."No!" he firmly replied.Instead of releasing me, he tightened his hold and sprinted toward the main deck.I was about to struggle against him when he spoke again."These people belong to the largest criminal organization in the w
Irvin thought this wasn't all bad. Now that he was about to die, he could finally allow me to be happy and would never make me suffer again.He looked at the men charging toward him. With no strength left to run, he slumped against the railing and slid to the floor.Irvin's smile became rueful as he pulled a remote out of his pocket.He had his men install bombs all over the cruise ship. Initially, he had planned on detonating them after we had successfully escaped so they couldn't chase after us.He had also had two remotes made, just in case. One was with Quinton, who would immediately detonate the bombs once they had escaped. Irvin had kept the other as a backup should the rescue mission fail.Now, it was time to put his backup into play. He would do one last thing for me, ensuring I would escape safely, once and for all.…Someone grabbed me as soon as I fell into the water and swam with me in tow toward a speedboat.My mind was still in disarray when I realized the person
The night breeze by the harbor was enchantingly gentle.Julianne watched from an extravagant balcony as something in the distance illuminated the sky. She felt utterly content as she sipped from her wine glass.Mr. Ashford was an unfathomable and unpredictable man. However, his generosity toward her was real. He had also taken her to heights she had never reached before and made her feel she could easily do anything.She gazed out at the vast sea in the distance. Now that I had been taken away, I could forget about ever escaping from that cage. This thought filled her with so much joy that she spun around in delight.Who would have imagined Julianne's life would take such an unexpected turn?That was right, she wasn't Lumi Calder—she was Julianne Sinclair!When Julianne was facing a 10-year prison sentence, she had abandoned all hope and had even considered taking her own life in her detention cell. She had thought her life was ruined. Not only did that not happen, but she had
I had watched helplessly from the speedboat as the cruise ship blew apart and Irvin perished with it. Then, my memories of him suddenly came rushing back. I remembered the overwhelming love I had for him. At the time, my emotions had been so intense and uncontrollable. However, I didn't feel the same surge of emotions now that I was awake. I didn't know how to describe how I was feeling. It was a mixture of pain and sorrow. I wanted to cry, and I also wished Irvin was still alive.However, unlike on the speedboat, the feeling wasn't unbearable. And I wasn't wishing I had been in Irvin's place on the ship instead.Despite having my memories back, I hadn't reverted to my past self—the one who loved Irvin so deeply that she couldn't live without him. However, I also wasn't the version of myself who hated him because of the amnesia.I had no idea how I felt about him now, but it honestly didn't matter. All I cared about was that he might still be alive. He couldn't have died for me
Quinton glowered at Noah. He had the urge to comment on how I already had another guy hanging around me when Irvin's death still hadn't been confirmed. However, he held his tongue when he saw Mr. Ashford sipping on whiskey not too far away.Noah had enlisted Mr. Ashford's help. That was how we found so much manpower to help dredge the open sea. Mr. Ashford was also the reason Kade's major criminal organization had backed off.Irvin might be dead right now. But even if he was here, Quinton knew their combined efforts still wouldn't be a match for Mr. Ashford. Hence, he had no choice but to tolerate Noah no matter how strong his dislike was.Julianne was like Mr. Ashford's shadow. And, since he was here, she naturally was too. Her fists clenched with frustration as she surveyed the aftermath of her carefully planned incident.She didn't understand how I could be so lucky. Once again, I had made it out of the incident unscathed. Meanwhile, something had happened to Irvin instead. Ho
"Irvin also asked me to tell you not to be sad or heartbroken over what happened to him," Quinton said. "He told me he was sorry for what he had done to you. "He also felt it would take multiple lifetimes for him to make it up to you. But even then, he felt it still wouldn't be enough—not even if he had died a thousand times."Irvin hoped you'd be happy once he was gone. He knows he promised to stay out of your sight after the divorce, so he also hoped you wouldn't think he deserved what happened to him."He took a shaky breath before continuing, "Irvin—He initially wanted me to hold on to his ID card, but after thinking about it, I decided you should have it."His father's actions really had psychologically scarred him, Emilia. It made him especially fearful that the people he loved most weren't being genuine toward him. Irvin had misunderstood you because of this fear."In truth, he really did love you very much. So please, try to forgive him. I hope the day will come when you'
The teacup clattered loudly against the floor, drawing everyone's attention to me.However, I was still frozen in shock. My body was trembling involuntarily as I stared at the man in the wheelchair."Irvin…" The name slipped from my lips.I had a strong urge to walk closer to the man so I could see his face more clearly.Just as I was about to do so, the pregnant woman blocked my path.Then, she looked at me gently and said, "I think you're mistaken, Ms. Quill. This is my husband, Timothy Hardwell."I snapped out of my daze with a jerk and reflexively looked at Timothy. I unconsciously took a step back when our eyes met, as his gaze felt utterly unfamiliar.Irvin would never look at me like that.Could it be that Timothy wasn't Irvin? But if he wasn't, why did they look exactly alike? Aside from his unfamiliar gaze, Timothy looked identical to Irvin in every other way!I wanted to say something, but I couldn't find the words.The Hardwells were a noble family that had lived i
According to Timothy's medical records, he had been in a car accident around the same time Irvin died.My eyes glossed over when I read this.I turned to Timothy and Mrs. Hardwell once I finished examining the documents.Then, I said, "Aside from the chip implantation procedure, we are also experimenting with external physical stimulation therapy. It's a non-surgical treatment and has few risks. "Based on Mr. Hardwell's medical records, his nerve damage doesn't seem extensive. Hence, he should be able to undergo this therapy."That being said, I will need to take his records back to our expert team for further evaluation. I'll update you with a definitive treatment plan once they complete their evaluation."Mrs. Hardwell was elated to hear there was a safer treatment option."Oh, please do, Ms. Quill. Thank you so much!" she happily exclaimed."Don't thank me yet," I replied.I glanced at Timothy once more before excusing myself. I then left after telling them I had other mat
Emma was also quite smart. Once she calmed down, she immediately understood what I meant. She wanted to say something, but I had already opened the car door and pushed her out.Seeing several people swimming toward us, I shoved her again, urging her to leave quickly.In the face of life and death, survival would become an instinct for everyone. So even though she didn't wish me harm or want to leave me behind, she swam away with tears in her eyes. Not long after she left, those so-called "rescuers" surrounded me.When they noticed someone had swum away, they exchanged hand signals underwater, planning to send some after her and others to capture me. Realizing this, I quickly pointed at myself, trying to tell them that I was the one they were looking for. Then I turned and swam in the opposite direction, hoping to lure them away and buy her more time to escape. But even though they understood my gesture, they didn't believe me. They still sent people after her.They were very
There was only one road from the airport to the city, and William's car was right behind ours.Matthew, who was driving, immediately sensed something was wrong when he saw our car suddenly accelerating at an alarming speed.He quickly said, "Mr. Ashford, something's wrong with Ms. Quill's car!"William, who was busy reading the documents, immediately looked up. His gaze darkened when he saw how recklessly the car in front was moving."Catch up with them!" he ordered. At that moment, his phone rang. It was Noah calling, and he sounded anxious on the other end. "Uncle Will, are you with Emi right now? I just heard that Madeleine is planning to kill her! "I don't know the exact plan, but I heard they're making a move on the way from the airport to the city. You need to be careful! I'm heading to the airport right now!"Noah's words made William's expression grow even darker. …While Emma was still processing the situation, I noticed something strange about the driver. If the
Just like that, we came back alive from the brink of death in an instant. It felt like we were in hell one moment and in heaven the next.Perhaps I was still too scared. So scared that even after the plane had stabilized for a while, I still couldn't find any strength in my body. I was still shaken by the fear and couldn't fully snap out of it.William was also holding me tightly the entire time, not letting go. The softness of my body in his arms stirred something in him that he couldn't describe. He instinctively didn't want to let go.It wasn't until a flight attendant knocked on the door to check on us that I finally returned to my senses.William also let go of me instantly. The sudden emptiness in his arms left him feeling rather hollow.He came to realize something, and his already deep gaze darkened even more, making it even harder to read.After the flight attendant tidied up the cabin and left, William, who had been perfectly fine and warm just moments ago, suddenly tur
The flight attendant knocked on the entrance to the suite to signal her arrival and served our meal. Then, she left swiftly.William and I were eating and discussing our AI chip factory when his face suddenly turned red. He couldn't say a word.The moment I saw that, I immediately realized what was happening and rushed over to him.I moved behind him, wrapped my arms around his abdomen, and clenched my fists. With my palm facing upward, I tightened my arms and pressed my left fist forcefully into his upper abdomen again and again, until he finally spat out the seed of a fruit.He had accidentally swallowed the seed while eating dried fruit, and it had gotten stuck in his throat.William stared at the seed he'd just coughed up, looking flustered. A man like him, who was so strong and composed, had choked while eating. He couldn't believe it had actually happened.Especially in front of me!William, who was usually composed no matter the circumstances, now had a face flushed wit
William handed me a glass of champagne and said, "I heard Grace gave you a hard time again at the airport lounge."I hummed in response, confirming it. At the mention of Grace, a thought struck me, and I turned to him. "Mr. Ashford, many of your company's products seem to compete directly with the Hardwells'."Although most of my focus had been on research, I did know a little about the business world. After all, I had a company myself. "Yes, why?" William raised an eyebrow at me."If you're planning to enter the mainland market, wouldn't the Hardwells be your biggest competitor?" I asked.Upon hearing that, William's dark eyes lit up with interest. "Are you trying to join forces with me against the Hardwells?"I knew that I couldn't hide my intentions from someone like William, so I answered honestly, "I'm just thinking ahead. I wanted to see if you had similar plans. If so, maybe we could work together in the future."Going against the Hardwells alone was definitely impossi
At the same time, the same video was also delivered to Noah's grandfather, Mr. Hull Senior."This is the woman Noah's interested in? He refused a marriage alliance with Ms. Charter because of her?" Mr. Hull Senior questioned incredulously.His butler, who had been by his side for decades, lowered his head respectfully and answered, "Yes."Mr. Hull Senior scoffed. "What kind of judgment does he have? It's no wonder he doesn't measure up to his uncle."Noah might be excellent, but at his age, William had already built up the Ashfords into the wealthiest family in Redwood. In terms of cunning or any other aspect, he was still far behind William.The loyal butler remained silent as he respectfully stood off to the side."If anyone else was still left in this family, I'd never even consider passing it to Noah!" Mr. Hull Senior exclaimed, pounding his cane hard against the floor.The Hulls had built their fortune from casinos. Their business had shady beginnings, which meant they also
Lowering her head, Grace forcibly suppressed the murderous impulse rising in her chest. When she lifted it back up, her gaze was utterly apologetic."I'm truly sorry, Ms. Quill. My friend really did misunderstand you. Tim actually dropped me off earlier—that was why he was here," she said.Then, she turned to Lisa and said, "There's really nothing going on between Ms. Quill and Tim, Lisa. Tim was just dropping me off earlier. "When I went to the restroom, he happened to run into Ms. Quill. And because she was his brother's ex-wife, they exchanged greetings. That's all it was, so you jumped to the wrong conclusion."Plus, Ms. Quill is the one who cured Tim's legs, so we Hardwells owe her a great debt. She's definitely not a homewrecker! So, if you ever call her that again or anything of the sort, our friendship will be over!"Catching the message in Grace's gaze, Lisa immediately put on a sincere expression and apologized to me. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Quill, for completely misundersta
"Well? Say something!" the woman yelled. "If he wasn't Timothy, and you're not a homewrecker, then who was he? Can't say it, can you? Since you can't, it just proves you're a homewrecker!"You're just a social-climbing snake! You saw that the Hardwells were wealthier, so you used your dead ex-husband's likeness with Timothy as an excuse to try and latch onto them! You're so outrageous and vile!"I had never been insulted or cursed like this in my entire life. But I also didn't know how to fight back. This was yet another trouble Irvin had brought upon me, and the thought of this only made me resent him even more.Hearing the certainty in the woman's tone, the people around us began casting strange glances in my direction. After all, I hadn't said anything to defend myself, either.Just then, Grace walked over, looking regal and elegant."Stop it, Lisa. Ms. Quill isn't a homewrecker. Back then, she was just still in too much grief over the death of her ex-husband and mistook Tim fo
Irvin waited for the little boy to pick up his ball and waddle away.Then, he looked at me and said, "Let me take you to the airport first, Emi. Then, as promised, I won't appear in front of you unless absolutely necessary. We'll leave everything up to time and let it wear down the feelings we're clinging to."Things can change quickly, after all. So, why don't we just set aside what we can't solve right now? And who knows—maybe some time later, we'll both be able to work through these feelings again."I knew someone as stubborn as Irvin wouldn't let go of his fixation on getting back together with me over a simple plea. And since it really was time for me to leave for the airport, I didn't argue with him any further."There's no need for you to take me—my driver is already waiting," I said.With that, I walked past him and got into my car. However, Irvin didn't leave. Instead, he followed behind my car the entire way.The sheer size of the Hardwells' affairs kept Irvin incredibl