Travis felt sorry for Julianne as he watched her lose her composure. Unable to hold back, he stepped forward to comfort her. "Ms. Lianne, please be careful not to hurt yourself. If it didn't work out this time, there will be another chance."It would have been better if he hadn't said that. Because the moment he did, Julianne's rage surged even more.She spat, "Another chance? Do you really think I'll ever have another chance? Do you?"Since he was a chid, Irvin had been the type of person who never allowed himself to make the same mistake twice. She knew she'd never again have the opportunity to take advantage of his drunken state to force something to happen between them.Without crossing that line and without something tangible happening between them, how could she ever take their relationship to the next level?Even though he treated her exceptionally well by spoiling and indulging her, Julianne knew that wasn't enough. Even after she'd made such a mess with her impulsive plan
Once I felt ready and confident enough, I finally gathered my courage and asked Shaun to accompany me to see Mr. Holland. The whole way there, I couldn't stop fidgeting. I kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself. Shaun, ever the composed and sharp-witted professor, glanced at me with amusement. He asked, "Why are you so nervous? You're Mr. Holland's favorite student, you know." I remained silent.The truth was, the more someone cared about a person, the harder it was to face them when one had let them down. Back then, Mr. Holland had put so much faith in me, yet I ended up disappointing him. If I hadn't overheard at that coffee shop that he still wanted me back in the lab, I would've never dared to show up in front of him again. Shaun noticed I was still tense. He gently patted my shoulder and said, "Don't stress about it. If Mr. Holland says it's not too late for you to return, he means it. He's not going to stay mad." I nodded and gave him a small, grateful
Irvin opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but before he could, Julianne clutched her stomach with a pained expression. "Irvin… my stomach hurts so bad…" Her dramatic display immediately erased everything else from his mind. He scooped her up in his arms without hesitation. As he turned to leave, he suddenly glanced back at me. "Emilia, if you want to get the divorce certificate smoothly, you'd better keep your distance from him." He shot me a hard look. "I'll deal with you when I get back." And with that, he rushed off, carrying Julianne like some helpless damsel. I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes so hard it hurt. What a joke. Deal with me? Please. I used to be so blind. I mean, how did I ever put up with that? Shaun, watching Irvin's antics, said thoughtfully, "It's ironic, really. He demands you keep your distance from other men, but he doesn't even think twice about parading another woman in front of his own wife." He looked at me and
"If you don't want to fail your class, go study like you're supposed to instead of trying to bribe your way through!" Shaun and I exchanged a surprised glance. We couldn't believe someone had actually tried to bribe Mr. Holland. He was infamous across campus for being cold and unyielding—there wasn't a single person who could "work connections" with him, let alone think they'd get away with it. Who would even have the audacity to try? Was it one of the new students who enrolled while Mr. Holland was on his teaching hiatus? Mr. Peter Holland, who Hurley University's dean had recently convinced to come out of retirement and return to teaching, didn't tolerate nonsense. Anyone smart enough to enroll here would know better than to try something so stupid. Curious, I wondered who the poor soul was. When the young woman turned around, I froze. Oh. Wow. It was Lily, Jeremy's girlfriend. Well, that explained why I'd just run into her mom outside. The moment Lily spotted
Mr. Holland had a particular love for gardening. His two-story house was filled with blooming flowers, making the whole space feel surreal. Walking in, it didn't feel like winter at all—it felt like I had stepped into a lush, vibrant spring garden. After we entered, Mr. Holland didn't even acknowledge us. He went straight to watering his plants, acting like we weren't there. "Mr. Holland…" I tried, forcing a sheepish smile as I stepped forward. He let out a cold huff, not even looking at me. Following my shameless philosophy—if he didn't kick me out, there was still hope for forgiveness—I took another step closer, flashing an even more ingratiating grin. "Mr. Holland, let me help you water the plants! You know I'm a pro at this!" He huffed again, still ignoring me, but he didn't say no. I immediately took the opportunity and grabbed the watering can from his hand. When he saw me grinning at him like that, instead of his usual huff, he gave a cold chuckle. Then he t
"Exactly! Mr. Holland, what kind of teaching are you doing? How do you manage to raise a student with no morals, shame, or sense of decency?" "Everyone knows Irvin and Julianne have been childhood sweethearts since they were kids! If she hadn't interfered, Julianne and Irvin would've been married ages ago!" "And even now, with Irvin treating her so poorly, she still won't let go! She's clinging to him, ruining Julianne's chances of happiness. She has absolutely no self-respect!""Mr. Holland, where did you graduate? To have raised such an outstanding student, we should definitely make you a banner and spread the word!" The divorce between Irvin and me hadn't been made public yet. At Grandma's birthday banquet, Irvin had openly claimed that nothing was going on between him and Julianne—that they were just like siblings. But actions speak louder than words, and when Julianne and I both fell into the water that night, he saved her. Since then, the news of how much Irvin pampe
"Oh? Consequences I can't handle?" Julianne covered her mouth with a light laugh, her eyes filled with contempt. She looked at me like I was nothing, like something she could crush without a second thought. Her smug confidence radiated from every inch of her being like I wasn't even worth the effort to destroy. After her mocking laugh, she signaled to one of her most loyal lackeys with a subtle glance. The guy with bleached blond hair caught the cue immediately, egging the others on to close in around me and Mr. Holland. "Hey, Emilia," he sneered, his tone dripping with malice. "Your precious Mr. Holland is getting up there in age, huh? One little accident, and he might be bedridden for months." He snickered. "But don't worry. Medical bills? I've got money to burn." He leaned closer, his voice turning darker. "If you don't know what's good for you, I wouldn't mind teaching you a little lesson first." My eyes sharpened, cold as a blade. No matter what, even if it me
Though the marriage certificate was obtained in Daloria, Ventia, and wasn't recognized back in the country, calling her "stepmom" wasn't exactly a stretch. Irvin, with his proud and lofty nature, could never truly accept the idea of marrying someone who had once been his stepmother. No matter how brief Julianne's role in that position had been, the fact remained—she had been with his father. Phillip was notorious for his philandering ways. Even when Irvin's mother was still alive, he'd been discreetly involved with other women. After her passing, he no longer bothered to hide his behavior, flaunting his affairs openly. Julianne had briefly caught his attention with her "pure" and "innocent" demeanor. It didn't last. After quickly tiring of her, Phillip tossed her aside before their honeymoon was even over, moving on to his next conquest. Their Daloria marriage was brief, barely a blip, and with it taking place overseas, almost no one knew about it. Irvin, in an effort to
William wasn't the type to repay a life-saving favor. So, for the past two years, Julianne had always wondered why he treated her so well and was especially attentive to her health.It was only after she returned to Claudeville that she finally understood.It turned out William had a sickly niece he cherished dearly—one whose survival depended on Julianne. Upon learning this, she suddenly felt she had the upper hand again.While she still couldn't figure William out entirely, she had come to understand him somewhat. She knew he would continue to tolerate her—for the sake of his sickly niece—as long as she didn't do anything out of line.To be clear, Julianne made my life difficult because she hated me. But as long as she didn't harm me, she knew no one would hold it against her. After all, William's niece needed her blood to live.The more she thought about this, the more pleased she became.I could see it plainly in her eyes. Her expression seemed to say that even after all thes
Seeing how determined I was, Emma didn't press any further.Just as we were about to leave in the car, another car pulled up beside ours. When I saw who stepped out of it, my eyes widened in shock.Emma saw them too and tugged at my sleeve in surprise. "Emilia, isn't that your ex-husband's brother and sister-in-law?"I was just about to say yes when Grace suddenly collapsed into Irvin's arms. He picked her up and rushed toward the hospital.Seeing this reminded me of how I had wished that Irvin would come and save me when I was drowning.I chuckled mockingly.Noticing something was off with me, Emma turned to me. "Emilia, what's wrong?"I withdrew my gaze. "Nothing."Then I told the driver to start driving.As the car drove out of the hospital, Emma stared at me. She hesitated at first, but then curiosity got the better of her "Emilia, looking at how you reacted to your ex-husband's brother… Is it true that he's actually not Timothy, but Irvin?" she asked.She had been with
Only after our car had driven far into the distance did William finally withdraw his gaze from Noah's car."Was Ms. Quill's assistant rescued?" he asked.Matthew immediately replied, "Yes, she's been taken to the hospital. She's out of danger."William hummed indifferently in response, then got into the car and left.…By the time I woke up in the hospital, night had already fallen.I was surprised to see Noah sitting at my bedside—surprised that I was still alive and that it was Noah who had come to save me.Seeing me awake, Noah stood up excitedly. "Emi, how are you feeling? I'll get the doctor!"I wanted to tell him I was fine, but my voice came out hoarse when I opened my mouth.Suddenly, I remembered something and quickly reached out to grab Noah before he could leave to call the doctor.Before I could even ask, he already knew what I was going to ask. "Your assistant's fine. She woke up even earlier than you," he said. Hearing that, I breathed a sigh of relief.Noah
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