MasukAfter the verdict was issued, Ellena openly brought Elaine over to live with her.
This way, she and Edward would inevitably meet again.
Ever since that incident, she had left the country and had not seen Edward for so long.
When Chloe and Martin left, Ellena took out her phone and called Edward.
She originally thought that Edward was so busy preparing for the wedding that he might not pick up her phone.
But what surprised her was that after the phone rang tw
Ellena sat at her desk for a long while, the pen still lying near her hand, its presence pulling her thoughts into a deep spiral. When she finally rose and returned to her room, the heaviness in her chest had not lifted.Sleep did not come easily. Even when she drifted off, her mind was restless, caught between half-formed memories and strange fragments of thought. Her dreams were a jumble, scenes that shifted and changed without warning, flowing into each other like frames in an old, flickering film reel. She saw a boy’s shadow, the glint of a pen, Spencer’s cold eyes, Edward’s distant figure… and then the faces blurred, becoming strangers she couldn’t name.When Ellena woke, it was with the sensation that she had not rested at all. Her body felt heavy, as though she had run a marathon in her sleep. She pressed a hand to her forehead for a moment, collecting herself before swinging her legs over the edge of the bed.The air was still cool as she padded barefoot
Ellena heard Elaine’s words and paused mid-motion, one shoe halfway into the cabinet. She placed the pair neatly inside before gently closing the door. Her mind, however, was still tangled in the earlier events with Spencer.From the kitchen came the faint clink of dishes being put away. The nanny, Stacy, was tidying up after supper, her sleeves rolled slightly, movements efficient yet unhurried. Hearing the commotion at the door, she turned off the faucet, dried her hands on a towel, and placed the cleaned dishes carefully into the bowl cabinet. Then she stepped out, her face bright with welcome.“Miss Smith, you’re back!” Stacy greeted warmly.Ellena gave her a small smile. “Stacy, thank you for taking care of my daughter.” Her tone softened as she said it.The nanny’s name was Stacy, and she had been with them long enough to know the rhythms of the household. By now, Ellena’s earlier tension had been tucked away, her expression returning to its usual c
Spencer's emotions seemed extremely unstable. Ellena could almost feel the tension radiating off him in waves, like heat shimmering in the summer air. Her own heart was pounding wildly, the sound of it loud in her ears. She clenched her hands slightly, worried that at any moment he would lose control and do something irrational. The way his eyes darted, sharp and unpredictable, only added to her unease."Is this the reason why you hate Edward all this time?" Ellena’s voice was steady, but her gaze flickered between Spencer’s face and the narrow street around them, wary of any sudden move.Spencer had stopped her for so long now that she had lost track of time. Logically, Paul should have realized she was missing by now. He would definitely be looking for her. It should be just about the time for him to appear."Ah!" Spencer sneered, the sound low and mocking, his lips curling into a smirk that held no warmth.At that very moment, footsteps ech
Ellena felt that something about Spencer’s expression was terribly wrong.It wasn’t just anger. There was something twisted underneath, a mix of grief, rage, and a darkness so heavy that it made her instinctively tighten her grip on the bag in her hand.Inside the bag was her phone.Her mind began calculating, each thought sharp and precise. If Spencer suddenly tried to harm her, she needed to be fast enough to grab the phone and call the police.Paul was inside the supermarket. Paul was vigilant, always aware of his surroundings. If he didn’t find Edward inside, he would come out quickly. And when he stepped outside and found her gone, he would know something was wrong.She took comfort in that.Even so, she forced her face to remain calm, refusing to let Spencer see that her nerves were stretched tight.“What do you remember?” she asked, her voice steady.Her thoughts, though, were running elsewhere.That pen, the one
The address written on the note led them to an old street on the west side of Herton City.Herton City had been changing rapidly over the years, glass towers rising one after another, new roads opening every season, bright billboards lighting the nights. But this particular street seemed to have been forgotten by time itself. The pavement was cracked in places, the buildings low and weathered, the old signboards faded under years of sun and rain.When Ellena got out of the car, she stood there for a moment, looking around."This place…" she said softly, her voice carrying a note of nostalgia that even she hadn’t expected.She turned her head slightly toward Paul, explaining almost absentmindedly, "When I was in primary school, I took this road every single day."With a dull bang, she shut the car door and walked a few steps forward, her heels clicking lightly on the uneven ground."At that time," she continued slowly, "Naomi did
Ellena believed that Paul was not lying. She trusted his careful nature and the calm way he had explained the sequence of events.She stood in front of the desk for a few seconds, thinking silently. Then, in a tone that left no room for hesitation, she said,"Open it and see what's in it."Paul’s expression changed slightly. "I'll let the security guard open it."He suddenly stopped walking, his tall figure stiff, and the air around him turned tense. The way he spoke made it sound as if what Ellena was about to open wasn’t a simple package, but something far more dangerous—something that could explode with the wrong touch."Don't call the security," Ellena said directly, her voice quiet but firm, leaving no room for argument."But President Smith…"He wanted to persuade her further, but Ellena had already turned away, not willing to listen. She walked past him, straight back into the office.The moment she reached the desk, she picked up the package again, feeling its weight in her ha
Ellena immediately returned home. After bringing Elaine back home, to make it easier to take care of Elaine, Edward almost moved his work to the house. He would only go to the company if there was a meeting or something that needed to be done. Ellena was the same. The first person she saw when she r
Paul stopped helplessly and turned around to look at Ellena.Ellena did not waste time and asked directly, "Tell me, where is Elaine?"Paul shook his head. "I don't know."Ellena pursed her lips. "Speaking of which, you spent more time with Edward than with your own family. He trusts you the most. He w
However, before the maid could go far, she heard Edward's voice. "Wait!"The maid quickly stopped and turned to look at Edward. "Is there anything else, young master?"Edward thought for a moment and asked in a deep voice, "Has she eaten?"The maid was stunned for a moment and realized that Edward was
Spencer sized Ellena up without batting an eyelid and suggested, "If you really hate him so much, staying by his side might be a good thing.""What do you mean?" Ellena looked at Spencer in confusion."Edward still has feelings for you now. He will not do anything to you. If you move out of his villa,







