LOGINOPHELIA“Welcome, Miss Ophelia."“Welcome Miss Ophelia." The employees at my father’s company mall bowed as I stepped in. Two days had passed by in a blur and it was Saturday, the day Ronan had scheduled for my wedding ring appointment.Aside from the company where we made and distributed jewelry, I also handled my father’s jewelry mall in the heart of the city. The manager seemed to be aware of my arrival as I soon saw him move toward me from the opposite direction. At least, Julius hadn’t changed the staff here just like he had in the company. “Miss Ophelia, you’re here.”“Mr Sun.”“Please come. We’ve prepared the ring we finalized with Mr Throne. We walked past the different sections of the mall until we got to the ring section. Seeing me, the sales representative bowed her head before bringing out a box from the glass beside her.The manager picked up the box and gently began to open it. “You’ll have to test it. If it doesn’t fit, we’ll work on it immediately.”The moment he
RONANI was becoming a fucking prisoner of my own mind. I no longer could control my own thoughts. Every single time I closed my eyes, every single time I tried to work, the eyes of a certain woman haunted me like a ghost. Heavens. I’d underestimated her. I’d underestimated how powerful she was.That woman had stood before an entire ballroom of enemies and never once flinched.I hadn't expected that. At one point, I’d expected her to cower or worse burst into tears. I’d expected her to turn to me for help. Not once did she. She’d defeated her enemies and put every single one of them in place like she wasn’t the same woman who’d never raised her voice for years. For some reason unknown to me, I was so fucking proud. I reached for the same document on my table three times before realizing I’d never turned the page. Not even my signature had I signed. For the third time in one morning, I let go of my pen and ran my fingers through the thick strands of my hair which I was certain
OPHELIA“Did I tell you how beautiful you looked in this dress?”Another line came undone. “Huh? You-you didn’t.”“Now you know.”I couldn’t help my snort. “Is that how you compliment your women, Mr Thorne?” “I do not have women.”“You’re terrible at complimenting.”He let out a breathy chuckle, one that lingered in my head more than it should.For a moment, we both fell silent. Neither of us spoke further as his fingers continued loosening the lace of my dress. When his fingers greased my middle back, I forced myself to remain stiff. God, his palm was so warm. Standing beside me, I could feel the warmth emanating from his body. I found myself wondering how warm it would feel if I leaned my body against his—my back against the hard planes of his chest.The sound of his breath assaulted my ears and even my skin. Once he got to my upper back, I could barely keep myself from trembling each time his fingers touched my skin.Although the night was cold and the cold breeze caressed my ex
OPHELIABy the time we returned to Ronan’s mansion, it was almost midnight. Our ride back from the mansion was silent. Neither of us said anything to each other. I appreciated that. I knew my life had fallen apart the moment I found out Julius had stolen my child but watching it finally fall apart publicly and fully, it was a whole different feeling. I was finally closing the chapter of my previous life.The first thing I did when I stepped into the mansion was head straight to Alia’s room. Pushing the door open carefully, I peeked inside. She was asleep and her little blanket had somehow ended up around her waist again. That brought a smile to my lips.I took off my shoes and tiptoed to pull the blanket over her tiny body. “Always kicking it off.” It was a habit.Once she was properly tucked, I stared at her for a minute and pressed a kiss against her forehead.“This time, Mommy would fight the entire world for you. Goodnight, honey.”Only after making sure she didn’t move from m
OPHELIAIf Ronan hadn’t already smashed his nose, I’d have done it. Julius didn’t deserve to mention Alia’s name from his scheming mouth.He didn’t deserve Alia.Yet I felt cold shivers run down my spine as his words echoed in my head as Ronan began to lead us out of the hall. What father threatens a mother with her child?“Look here.”“Mrs Whitmore, is the affair true?”“Mrs Whitmore, how do you feel?”“Mr Throne, why are you seeing your brother’s wife?”The reporters' insistent questions vibrated through the room as they tried to push past our security. Ronan’s hold on my wrist was tight. His footsteps were fast that I could barely keep up as he made sure I was behind him, his body shielding mine.Finally, our security stirred them off when we entered a quiet hallway. I paused, needing a minute to catch my breath. For the first time in this night, I let out a deep breath and crouched to hold my knees. Ronan stood there watching me. He didn’t say or do anything other than slippin
OPHELIAWhat Kate didn’t know was that asking me for proof was the worst mistake she ever made.I glanced back at Ronan. When he gave me a nod, I gestured to one of Ronan’s men behind us. The burly man walked forward and placed my phone in my hand. While they stared at me, I quickly operated the phone and lifted it in the air before pressing play on the recording. Julius’s loud voice immediately streamed from it.[‘I’ll have to get her signature one way or the other. Afterwards, I’ll send you and Alia abroad for the meantime.’‘Will you come with us?’ Selena’s voice rang next. ‘For now, no. Once I acquire her inheritance and use it in getting the hospital back from my brother, we can finally be together as a family.’]Right there, I cut off the recording to find Julius staring at me in disbelief.I knew it. He thought that I loved him too much to ruin the one thing he cherished the most in his life— his public image. But was far too gone to ever consider what I used to feel for him
OPHELIA Ronan’s brow lifted even further. He said nothing. For a minute, his brown eyes fixed on me as if trying to read my thoughts. I shifted uncomfortably. For some reason, this man unsettled me. Unlike his brother's golden retriever look of brown hair and blue eyes, he was like a dark monster
OPHELIA“Mrs Whitmore, I’m sorry. This death certificate is fake.” The officer at the medical records department informed me.It was mid-morning, and I was standing at the medical records department of the same hospital where I’d lost my baby. Holding the very death certificate they'd issued then.
OPHELIA Not a second passed before I pulled away and took a quick step away from him. “Mr Throne.” As always, my brother-in-law wore that same smug, unreadable expression. He said nothing. Instead, his eyes raked over my body slowly and deliberately, from my head to my toes. Then his gaze retu
OPHELIASelena paused the moment her eyes fell on me. She looked from me to the child and before I could blink, she hurried toward us, shoved me out of the way, and bundled the child in a hug. “Alia, dear.”I grabbed the table to steady myself.“Oh, my child. Thank goodness you’re awake. I was alm







