Zoey silently psyched herself up. “It’s only some coffee. No biggie.”She prepared two americanos and brought them into the president’s office. Laurence was sitting at his desk, his expression cool and stoic as usual. His sleeve was folded, exposing his slender wrist, and a pen balanced between his fingers as he spun it around in boredom. Zoey caught sight of Sarah sitting on the sofa.Sarah was dazzling, dressed in an eye-catching red, velvet, spaghetti strap dress and curled hair. Sarah possessed flamboyant beauty, her features pronounced and alluring. She was also currently stretched out on Laurence’s sofa lazily, her feet kicking the air as she ran her hands across his books and documents to pass the time.Maybe they were too boring. Sarah only took a few glances before she threw them aside and said, “Laurence, why does your décor only consist of blank and white? It’s so boring.”Zoey watched Sarah from behind and couldn’t help feeling envious when she heard Sarah boldly calling L
In the office, Laurence put down his pen.Although his tone was calm, his words were harsh as he asked, “Why are you bothering her?”Sarah was embarrassed that her petty thoughts had been exposed so openly. She loathed Zoey with everything in her, especially when she found out that Zoey had married Laurence. The news had almost made Sarah rush back to murder her. Laurence may like Sarah, but he didn’t seem to love her as much as she thought.He was slipping through her fingers, as though he was the chosen one who sat alone on this towering throne. His aloof personality made her feel as though she would never reach his heart, the distance between the two of them forever present. There was also no way Laurence would ever let himself be controlled by love.He was always rational, terrifyingly so. As if he was a perfectly adjusted machine that never made a mistake. He would never lose control of himself because of anyone. And he would never lose the will to live just from losing someone. B
Zoey didn’t plan to entertain Sarah any longer and turned to leave after saying that. Sarah immediately moved to block her.Crossing her arms, she smiled disdainfully and casually asked, “Does Laurence love you?”Zoey froze. She knew better than anyone else that he didn’t love her. He only liked her for her body and to fulfill his needs. Even when it came to the women like Yvette, he might have at least some feelings for them, be it liking for their looks or their personalities. Although brief, he had treated those relationships well.However, when it came to Zoey, they were merely business partners, actors playing the married couple. There was no love involved. During high school, when Laurence and Sarah were still dating, there were also several rumors about Laurence’s girlfriends. Without fail, all of them were attractive ladies with curvaceous figures. He never went for the silent, boring type, always fancying bolder, more passionate women.Zoey looked up, face void of emotion.“It
It wasn’t that tears were useless against Laurence. It was because they were from Zoey. Zoey thought that she had made her heart impenetrable by now, but she could still feel the sting. The pain wasn’t sharp. Instead, it was a gradual pain that spread everywhere, packing a bigger punch as time went on.Soon, the pain was too much, and she began swaying on her feet. Zoey took a deep breath to regain control over her emotions. Wordlessly, she shut the door and returned to the secretarial quarters.She placed the pending documents on her desk and told the newly hired assistant, “Please send these to Mr. Scott. We’ll need to use them tomorrow.”The young assistant was terrified of Laurence. Usually, during meetings, she made sure to tuck herself into the back and barely peeked at Laurence. From what her colleagues told her, Mr. Scott had a terrifying aura. Even without being angry, he was still terrifying and there was an edge to his smile. “Miss Jenner, I’m scared.”The assistant usually
Zoey immediately flushed red. She had only ever called him that in her mind. Besides Laurence’s parents, she never had the chance to call him “darling” in front of other people. Even during the throes of passion, she still dared to only address him as Mr. Scott… to ask him to be gentler. Zoey had suffered from his excitement before since he did it very roughly.He was a controlling man, even wanting to dominate her emotions. After all this time, Zoey slowly realized that Laurence preferred it when she went silent from pain. It appeared that Laurence had a weird kink. Zoey calmed herself before answering.“Alright.”She hung up, got off work early, and headed home. With people constantly sending over the latest looks of the season, her wardrobe was full of expensive dresses. She barely touched them, especially since she never wore them to work. Zoey picked out two red dresses but changed her mind after eyeing the glaring color. Eventually, she pulled out a pink, velvet dress with a cinc
Zoey was numb. Fortunately, the room was too dim for others to see her expression. Her body was shaking against her will. Although she was trying her best to pretend that she was fine, she was digging her thumb into Laurence’s hand, pleading for help. Didn’t Laurence care at all?Zoey suddenly felt cold all over, the bone-piercing chill making her teeth chatter. Everyone else remained silent. But who could guess what was going through Laurence’s mind? That was half true. Laurence’s eyes were dark and indecipherable as he smiled secretively. He ignored Zoey’s grip on his hand and glanced at her."Why are you still sticking to me? Don’t any of them catch your eye?"Zoey managed to force out an answer."No."Her face was turned downward, her tresses blocking her expression. Tristan studied her for a few moments. He couldn’t deny that she was a beautiful lady with attractive eyes that tempted men. Although he found her current situation quite pitiful, he was still a cruel man. He even plan
Evelyn's face fell at his words. The model restrained herself only because this was Mr. Gray. Otherwise, she would've slapped him. Evelyn couldn't give up on a loaded man like Mr. Gray. Although he had a terrible temper, he was young, handsome, and generous."What are you talking about? Of course they are real."Tristan was unamused."Like hell I would believe that." Then, he caressed her face and asked, "How much did you spend on your entire body?"Whenever Tristan acted like a refined gentleman, anyone would think he was a saint. Conversely, he would give one hell once his mask was removed. Evelyn's face flushed in mortification, her eyes watering from the insult. Impatient, Tristan's smile faded, and his expression became indifferent."Whatever. Get out."Evelyn looked like a kicked puppy. She grabbed her handbag and left quickly, not daring to stand up against Mr. Gray. After she was gone, Tristan subconsciously glanced toward the sofa. Zoey had fallen asleep with her head on Laure
Tristan felt stupid after saying that. Nonetheless, Laurence's reaction was surprisingly calm.Laurence met his gaze and remarked easily, "You have good taste."Zoey was a natural beauty and had a decent figure. In addition to her looks, she was educated, good-natured, and gentle. She had many talents, including being an excellent cook. It was normal for men to fall for Zoey.Unbothered, Laurence said, "I'll get the driver to send her home." Tristan sighed silently. Laurence was cold-hearted after all. Back in school, Laurence was the epitome of heartlessness. While numerous jealous girls would fight over him, the man wasn't even interested in reading their love letters, much less have compassion toward them. Only those he cared about could get some of his warmth.Tristan asked casually, "Why on earth did you two get married? You don't even like her.""Marriage doesn't require love."To people like them, love was a luxury they couldn't afford. No feelings meant less trouble.Stunned,