로그인"Carl, you're hurting me!"Zoe was yanked into a corner of the restaurant, and Carl looked like he could barely contain his anger.The next second, he shoved her against the cold wall, and her back almost snapped from the impact. Carl did it on purpose. The more she cried out, the harder he pressed."Carl, I'm pregnant," Zoe said while her eyes filled with tears from the pain.It wasn't just the physical hurt—it was his complete lack of care. She was carrying a child, yet he was so rough with her."That child might not even be mine." He had understood exactly what Wendy implied earlier.Zoe's eyes widened. She lifted her hand to slap him. "How could you say something like that?"Carl caught her wrist mid-air. "You got pregnant in one shot, and you expect me to believe I'm some kind of marksman?"The words she'd used earlier to mock Rosalyn came back like a blade and cut straight into her own chest. Even Zoe had to admit it was ironic. "So you're admitting you're the problem, Ca
Rosalyn remained silent, as she already saw Carl as a complete stranger now and didn't care at all."That's too bad. Today is a special day, and we want to spend it by ourselves," Zoe said with a proud, shy smile that was clearly meant to show off.Wendy immediately pretended to be curious. "Oh really? Is it your anniversary?"She shook her head right after. "No, wait. You two haven't even hit a hundred days of marriage. Then it must be your birthday, or Carl's?"Wendy brushed her leg against Rosalyn's again. She flirted with men and women alike. "Is it Mr. Grant's birthday?"This woman lived to stir the pot. If there wasn't drama, she'd create some.Rosalyn gave Wendy a look before answering honestly, "No."That made Zoe's expression stiffen. Having another woman confirm her own husband's birthday was embarrassing no matter how she looked at it."Rosalyn, we got married on the same day, didn't we?" Zoe asked something everyone already knew.Rosalyn looked at Zoe calmly. "Why?
Wendy and Zac had married for family interests. Yet with how close she had been to Eric since childhood, she could've easily married him instead, but she had chosen Zac.And that day, when she mentioned Zac's online friend, though every word sounded like a joke, one could tell that she cared.Wendy turned to Rosalyn. "Like him? Because he's older than me? Or that his heart belongs to someone else?"Rosalyn chuckled. Stubbornly denying it was the best answer to her question."Anyway, I need you to help me with something," Rosalyn said, switching topics.Wendy signaled for her to go ahead. Rosalyn unlocked her phone and showed Wendy a photo of a necklace. "Have you seen this before?"She went to Wendy because this pampered young lady might look like she shopped around aimlessly, but she was a true jewelry expert. She didn't design or craft pieces, but she collected them.Other women filled their closets with clothes, shoes, and bags, but Wendy's closets were stacked with jewelry
In the luxurious hotel suite, Wendy was wrapped in nothing but a silk bedsheet when she opened the door. Only she would pull something like that.Rosalyn eyed Wendy. "What, last night's dress can't cover you anymore?""It can, but it's too dirty. I don't want to wear it." Wendy gave Rosalyn a once-over. "You look pretty energized. What's wrong—is Eric not up to standard?"If Wendy wanted to go crude, Rosalyn didn't bother holding back. "Why don't you try him yourself and find out?""Damn, Rosie. Letting me try your man? Sisterhood goals right there. If we stop being sisters-in-law one day, we'll still be like blood sisters." Wendy tugged the bedsheet as she walked back inside like it was a runway show.Rosalyn paused for two seconds. Wendy's words made her suddenly realize that they had grown closer lately."Go change," Rosalyn said, handing over the clothes she brought."I'm not going out. Why bother?" Wendy stayed wrapped in the sheet and plopped onto the couch. "Make me a cof
Rosalyn felt a headache coming on. She hadn't expected Zac to be this persistent. "What did you tell him?"Eric let go of her and sat down on the rocking chair, stretching out his long legs. "What do you think?""If I wanted him to know who I am, I wouldn't have disappeared so completely," Rosalyn said."We're in sync." From Eric's tone, Rosalyn immediately understood that he had turned Zac down. That also explained why he looked so sour."He's not leaving because of that, isn't he?" Rosalyn asked again."Mhm. He said he would turn the world upside down to find you." Eric looked up slightly. "Mrs. Hammond, you're in big trouble."She really did have a headache now.Rosalyn frowned. "Why are Hammond guys so stubborn?""It's called loyalty and devotion." Eric's gaze lingered on her.Rosalyn ignored his teasing and pondered momentarily. "The best way is to tell him the truth myself."Rosalyn knew running away never solved anything."And then what?" Eric rested his chin on h
"Sigh!"Ophelia sighed the moment she stepped into the garden.That wasn't like her at all, and Rosalyn immediately sensed something was off."Mother, what's wrong?""It's Zac. He always looks calm and gentle on the outside, but inside, he's hurting. And unlike Eric, he refuses to say what's bothering him." Ophelia and Rosalyn both glanced toward the two brothers still sitting inside.Rosalyn didn't know how to respond. She understood Zac better than anyone. In the online world, he had laid his heart bare to her.The only thing he had ever kept from her was that he was married, and Rosalyn understood why.He had fallen for her. "Mother, he's an adult. He has his own way of dealing with things." Rosalyn could only say this."He may be an adult, but his heart is still like a child." Ophelia shook her head. "Eric is the opposite—he acts like a kid, but he's very mature inside."As expected from a mother, she knew her sons inside out."Did Zac say anything to you this time?"







