Mag-log inEllena didn’t want to talk to Edward. She really didn’t know what to do with him anymore. Every time she thought she had finally understood him, he would do something that left her completely confused again. It was exhausting trying to guess what was in his mind.The truth was, she knew she wasn’t a match for him in terms of schemes. Edward was always calm, always composed, always three steps ahead of everyone else. He could hide his thoughts so deeply that no one could read him unless he wanted them to. Even after all the years they had spent together, Ellena still could not confidently say she truly understood him.She was not like him.Her emotions had always been easier to see. When she was angry, she became cold. When she was hurt, she became silent. She could never pretend as perfectly as Edward could.And right now, she was angry.Not just angry, but frustrated. Frustrated that he stood there acting so calm, as if nothing h
After Ellena said so much, Edward’s expression remained unreadable. His face was calm, almost detached, as if he were a passerby observing something distant and unrelated to him. There was no flicker of anger, no trace of guilt. That coldness, paradoxically, made Ellena’s anger ebb.Instead of losing her temper, she felt her breath steady. Her chest rose and fell calmly as she gathered her composure. A faint, almost mocking smile curled at her lips.“What a pity,” she said softly. “If you really died in that car accident, I could have taken your money to take care of other men. I could be with whoever I wanted.”For the first time that night, a crack appeared on Edward’s otherwise unshaken face. It was subtle, but enough for Ellena to notice. She leaned into her newfound calm, letting her smile deepen slightly.“You left the entire Arnoult Group to me. You must want me to live a happy life,” she
Ellena was still brooding over what Edward had done. Her mind churned with countless unspoken words, memories, and betrayals, and it made it impossible for her to speak to him calmly.She stared at him for a long moment, as though searching for answers in the depths of his expression. Then, without a word, she turned away and walked to the other side of the sofa. She sat down slowly, crossing her arms and legs with a deliberate air of self-restraint. Her gaze fixed on him, expressionless, almost unreadable.The bedroom was not small, but in that instant it felt crowded. The space between them seemed to shrink, charged with unspoken tension. They were not just in a room together, they were in a silence heavy with the weight of everything unsaid.For a long moment, neither spoke. They looked at each other, eyes locked in an unbroken exchange of thought, resentment, and something deeper. Ellena waited for him to speak, but Edward only stared back, serious and unbli
Elaine curled her lips slightly, a faint expression of contemplation crossing her small face."Alright," she said softly.She lowered her head and took a deliberate bite of the meat on her plate. The warmth of the kitchen, the sound of her small chewing, and the quiet atmosphere wrapped around them like a fragile cocoon. Then she looked up at Ellena with surprising seriousness."When school starts, I will be very busy, too."Ellena smiled faintly, her tone gentle yet affectionate. "Yes, my little Ella is also a busy person."Elaine’s eyes sparkled with amusement, and she chuckled softly, her joy infectious. Ellena watched her for a moment, the warmth of motherhood settling quietly in her chest. Yet her own appetite was gone. She barely touched her meal, her attention constantly drifting toward the entrance of her home.But no one came. The door remained still, the hallway silent.She kept glancing up, her thoughts restless, but the minutes slipped by unnoticed. By the time she and Ela
Ellena had no idea what Edward was thinking. His expression remained unreadable, shrouded in gloom, as though he were weighing some invisible burden. The shadows in the underground parking lot seemed to cling to his face, making his hesitation even more tangible.She recalled that Stacy was still at home and that Edward’s presence in her life was still shrouded in secrecy. The reason he had not shown himself openly was clear to her now. He did not want anyone to know where he truly was. His return was deliberate, concealed, calculated.The thought hardened her tone. She lifted her eyes to meet his, steady and controlled, though there was an unspoken edge to her voice. "You know where I live," she said quietly but firmly. "You can come up in half an hour. If you don’t come… it’s on your own."There was finality in her words. Without waiting for his answer, she pressed the button to close the elevator. The metallic hum filled the small space as the doors slid
Ellena’s voice carried a trace of ridicule as it sliced through the suffocating silence. "Am I tired? The way I handle the Arnoult Group has nothing to do with you."Her words, though calmly spoken, dripped with accusation. They were a shield, a blade, and a declaration of her independence all at once. Yet the moment the words fell, Ellena could feel the air around her shift. The atmosphere in the car, already heavy with unspoken history, grew unbearably oppressive. It was as if the walls of the underground parking lot closed in, leaving the two of them no room to breathe.Then, in a tone that was restrained but unmistakably edged with anger, Edward spoke. "Ellena."Her name rolled off his tongue with a weight that made her chest tighten. He wasn’t yelling. He wasn’t pleading. But the tension embedded in those three syllables was louder than any outburst.Ellena’s composure cracked for a brief instant. She took in a deep breath,
Maren was a little shocked. She was actually frightened by Ellena's appearance to the point that she did not dare to speak.At this moment, not only was she angry at Ellena, she also blamed herself.Her tone was naturally even worse."Ellena, now that things have come to this, what's the use of smashin
Inside the ward, the sound of medical instruments was regular.Ellena, who was lying on the bed, woke up at this time.She opened her eyes slightly and heard the footsteps coming and going in the corridor outside the ward. The sound of medical instruments was nearby.She moved her fingers and found som
Ellena straightened her pale face and got up from the ground.Without looking at Spencer, she ran towards the villa that was still surrounded by the fire.Maren also followed at this time.As soon as she came over, she saw Ellena running towards the villa. She only slightly narrowed her eyes and said i
Spencer saw that Ellena did not touch the teacup at all and was not angry. He crossed his legs and found a comfortable way to lean back and look at Ellena."Ellena, listen to my advice. It's useless for you to be nervous and worried now. Edward has yet to find this place. The outcome between him and







