I stood there stunned, my hand pressed to my stinging cheek, staring at the woman in front of meโLucy Wenger, Susan Wengerโs mother. A woman who had once been a mother figure to me for six years before discarding me like a broken toy when she discovered I wasnโt her biological child.โWhy did you slap me?โ I asked, my voice calm but cold, demanding an explanation.Her face twisted with anger as she pointed a trembling finger at me. โYou! You are the reason Susan is in the hospital right now! Ever since she came back, all youโve done is hurt her. Just last week, you hit her with a broom, and now youโve caused her hand to be injured again. Why are you doing this? Why do you hate her so much?โI clenched my fists at my sides, biting back the sharp retort that danced on the tip of my tongue. Before I could respond, she stepped closer, her voice rising. โWe took care of you! We raised you! We gave you everything! And this is how you repay usโby hurting Susan?โBefore Lucy could continue he
JamesI couldnโt take it any longer. The weight of Susanโs tears and her clinging to me became unbearable, her sobs grating against my nerves. Without a word, I gently pulled myself away from her grasp and turned toward Hilda, who stood nearby, watching the scene unfold with a concerned expression.I guided Susan into Hildaโs arms, letting her friend take over the role of comforting her. Susan clung to Hilda now, her cries muffled as she buried her face in her friend's shoulder."I'm sorry about what happened to you, Susan, but it couldn't be Zelda. She's not responsible for this."Susanโs eyes widened in disbelief, tears streaming down her face. She stared at me as if she couldnโt process what I had just said. To her, the idea that I would defend Zeldaโagainโwas shocking. Her lips trembled, and the sobs she had barely contained broke free. She turned and threw herself into Hildaโs arms, crying harder.Of course, Zelda, being who she was, tightened her hold on Susan protectively. But
ZeldaThe tension in the room was thick as Mr. and Mrs. Wenger confronted me, their eyes full of judgment. I could feel my blood boil with every word they spoke, each accusation more ridiculous than the last. When Lucy slapped me, I could feel the sting not just on my cheek, but deep in my chest. It was as though she had slapped James in the face, too. No, worseโbecause this wasnโt just about me; it was about us, our marriage, and everything that was being twisted in front of me.Lucyโs voice was sharp, but I held my composure. I had learned long ago not to let them see how deeply their words could wound.โWhy should I apologize?โ she snapped. โLook at whatโs happened to Susan! Sheโs injured! And youโre asking me to apologize?โI felt James tense beside me, his protective aura unmistakable. My pulse quickened at the thought that he was standing up for me, not letting them steamroll me. His gaze was cold, and his words were like ice when he spoke."My wife is shy, tolerant, and reasona
Cheng left in a rush, carrying the card as if it were more important than the flowers or fruit basket. He gave a polite nod to Susan and her mother before catching up with James and me.Susan, however, was not about to let the situation rest. Her frustration boiled over, and her voice, now shrill with anger, followed us down the hallway."What do you mean we owe each other nothing?" she cried, her words laced with indignation. "My hand was almost broken, and Zelda was just slapped in the face. How is that the same? And that cardโhow could he take it back?"I felt the weight of her glare without turning to meet it. She was livid, but her tears and outrage were a performance, just another one of her twisted games. I had seen it all beforeโthe victim act, the exaggeration, the manipulation. I couldnโt bring myself to care anymore."James didn't even ask Xander to apologize," she continued, voice cracking in theatrical disbelief. "Does he think I donโt deserve it? Doesnโt my pain mean any
โAll right,โ James said, his tone commanding but calm. โNow get off the bed, go to the wall, and face it. Youโll stand there for an hour. Use the time to think about what youโve done wrong, and when I come back, be ready to apologize.โXander sulked as he shuffled toward the wall, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He faced the wall obediently but cast a quick glance back at James, pouting. I couldnโt help but speak up, whispering so Xander wouldnโt hear.โBut heโs sickโโBefore I could finish, James turned toward me, his gaze sharp as steel. He caught my hand mid-motion and held it tightly, his grip firm but not crushing.โYouโre hurting me,โ I murmured, looking up at him. He didn't answer as he kept looking at me silentlyโAre you going to break my arm to avenge your mistress Susan?..โ I asked, anger leading me onโSusan's hand is more precious, she actually has a career that depends on her hand.โ He answered snidely.I widened my eyes at him, this was clearly a jab at me and my choi
ZeldaWe both turned toward the door to find Mr. Wenger standing there, his face tight with anger and a hint of surprise at the scene before him. His gaze shifted between James and me, his voice sharp as he demanded,"What is going on here?"James, still holding me on his lap, seemed completely unbothered by the interruption. He tilted his head slightly, meeting Mr. Wenger's glare with a cool smirk."Oh, Mr Wenger," he said as though he had only just noticed him. "Have you come to see Xander? How may I help you?"Mr. Wengerโs lips tightened, his irritation barely contained. "Susan is out there crying. She hasnโt stopped since you left. Itโs getting worse. The wound on her hand hurts, and sheโs calling out your name over and over."Jamesโs expression didnโt shift. He leaned back casually, his arm still firmly around me. "And what do you want me to do about it? Soothe her! Tell her to stop crying! Do something!".Mr Wenger scoffed, a low, mocking sound. "Do you think I havenโt tried tha
Days passed, and I stayed immersed in my work, juggling my dreams and responsibilities. My nights were consumed with designing, and crafting pieces for my portfolio, while my days were spent doing odd jobs to inch closer to my goals. The live interview with Master Zee loomed on the horizon, keeping me laser-focused. In the whirlwind of activity, I hadnโt visited Michael for a while.It was during one of these visits to the hospital that I ran into Madam T, the old housekeeper from the Wengersโ estate. She stood by the reception, a familiar, comforting presence from my past.โMadam T!โ I greeted, surprised and pleased.Her face lit up. โOh, my little girl, itโs so good to see you! How have you been?โโIโm doing fine, Madam T. How are you?โโIโm well, dear. And Iโm so glad we ran into each other because I have something for you.โโFor me?โ I asked, puzzled.She reached into her purse and pulled out an envelope, handing it to me with a warm smile. โItโs an invitation from the Wengers.โI
Slowly, I turned around, my heart pounding. If Susan had crossed that line, she wasn’t going to like what happened next.Susan stood there, seething, her sharp eyes fixed on me like a predator ready to pounce. Her voice dripped with venom as she lashed out,“Why did you come here and ruin my party, flaunting yourself in that cheap, sultry dress? Showing off your arms, your legs, your cleavage—what are you hoping to achieve? Do you think James is going to fall in love with you just because you dressed like some desperate hoe?”I couldn’t help but scoff at her dramatics. This woman was truly losing it. “First of all, Susan,” I said, my tone cold and even, “James is my husband. Not yours. He’s married to me. Remember?”Susan’s lips curled into a sneer. “Yes, but he doesn’t love you. Don’t fool yourself.”I held up a hand, silencing her. “I’m n
ZeldaAs the door shut, James exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. His body was tense, his fists clenched at his sides.James stood motionless, staring at the door, his jaw clenched so tightly that I thought he might break.Mr Ferguson was the first to speak, his voice firm but not unkind.โJames, I know youโre angry, but sheโs still your mother.โJames let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. โStill my mother?โ His voice wavered. โWhat kind of mother does this to her child? What kind of mother lets him suffer for years and thenโthen when the truth comes out, she refuses to even acknowledge it?โHis father sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. โSheโs scared, James. Scared of losing everything sheโs built, scared of what the truth means.โJames turned on him, pained.โAnd what about me? Does she care how scared I was? How much I lost? How I spent years believing I was the mistake, that everything that went wrong was somehow my fault?โHelenโs voice trembled from the doorw
ZeldaI sit on the edge of the bed, staring at the divorce papers I had once been so ready to sign. My hands rest over my stomach, where our childโmy childโgrows.I told myself I wouldn't cry over James Ferguson again. But here I am, my heart still aching in ways I wish it wouldn't.He had always been my saviour. When I was just a scared thirteen-year-old girl, lost and alone, James had taken me in. I admired him, idolized him. But then admiration turned into something else. Love. The kind that consumed me, that I could never shake off, no matter how hard I tried.But James had never seen me that way.First, it was Susan Wenger... I watched as he gave everything to Susan, how he smiled at her the way I had always wished he would look at me. And when Susan was gone, I thoughtโmaybeโjust maybe, James would see me.But then came Luoxing.And that had been the final proof I needed to know the truth. I was never going to be James's first choice.That was why I decided to leave. I refused t
JamesThe Bai estate was as grand as ever, standing as a symbol of power, wealth, and the history that bound our families together.Or so I thought.I stepped inside without hesitation. No one stopped me. They never would. For years, I had been welcomed here like a son.I had thought I was.But tonight, the weight of betrayal clung to me like a second skin, suffocating, inescapable and true.As I entered the main hall, I found them all gatheredโMr. Bai, Mrs. Bai, and their daughter, Bai Luoxing.The moment they saw me, Luoxing was the first to react. She stood up, her eyes filled with something between relief and hesitation."James!"I lifted a hand to my head, stopping her in her tracks.She hesitated, then slowly sat back down, casting a quick glance toward her mother.Mrs Bai, ever composed, sat calmly at the head of the table, an air of relaxed control around her. She didnโt look surprised to see me.She probably didnโt know that I knew everything.Mr. Bai, on the other hand, was
JamesA slow, numbing realization crept over me, drowning out everything else.The Bai family hadnโt just manipulated me.They had shaped my entire life."They couldnโt just bring Luoxing back," Dom continued, his voice low. "Not when the whole world was looking for her. Not when they hadn't gotten anything from their attempt. So they kept her hidden, cared for her, made sure no one found her."I barely heard him. My mind was already racing ahead, connecting pieces I had never thought to question before."But the Ferguson familyโ" My voice caught. "We never stopped searching for her.""And thatโs exactly what they wanted."I snapped my gaze to him."Think about it, James." Dom leaned forward, the dim light casting sharp shadows on his face."Your parents. Your grandmother. You. You were all drowning in guilt, haunted by the loss of a little girl you thought you failed to protect. You clung to Madame Bai and saw her as a second mother because she was grieving too. She played her role p
JamesThe air in the car was filled with tension, Zelda's rigid posture and clenched phone screaming her silent fury at me. I deserved itโevery bit of her anger, every cold shoulder. But damn if it didn't carve a hollow ache in my chest.Then my phone buzzed, slicing through the suffocating quiet.I answered, and within seconds, the tension in my shoulders eased."We found Dom."The words sent a rush of grim satisfaction through me. Finally. After all the hunting, all the dead endsโwe had him.My grip tightened on the phone. "Alive?""Barely. He's talking."Good.I glanced at Zelda, still stubbornly turned away from me, her reflection faint in the window. This changed everything. With Dom's testimony, the Bai family's carefully constructed lies would crumble.But firstโ"Keep him secure. I'll be there soon."Hanging up, I studied Zelda's profile. She thought this was about the divorce. About me stalling.She had no idea the storm that was coming.And for once, I'd be the one to shield
JamesMadam Baiโs fingers combed through Bai Luoxingโs hair with practised tenderness, her voice saccharine."Donโt cry. Mom knows your heart is too softโyou would have stopped me if you knew."Then she lifted her chin, her blind eyes fixed in my direction with eerie precision."James, I only helped your wife leave because she wanted to. I didnโt want you two to become bitter enemies. You may not understand my intentions, but the truth is, this all started with her desire to run. Luoxing is innocent."Innocent.The word tasted like ash."So sending men to hunt her downโwas that also a favour?" My voice was lethally quiet.Madam Baiโs wrinkled face twisted in feigned confusion."Hunt her? James, I only sent people to find her after she disappeared! For her safety! And my nephewโwhere is Dom? Did you see him?"Zelda stiffened beside me. I could almost hear the furious drum of her heartbeat.I stared at the woman who had once been like a second mother to me.Even now, faced with the trut
JamesMy lashes lowered, hiding the smug satisfaction in my gaze as I buried my face against her again. Good. She didnโt push me away this time.Thenโ Thump.Something struck the side of my face.I froze.Before I could process it, another hitโthis time square on the bridge of my nose. Not painful, but sharp, like a tiny jolt of electricity.My head snapped up, eyes wide."Was thatโฆ Littleton?"Zeldaโs lips curled, amusement flickering in her gaze before she pressed them flat again."Littletonโs here to teach you some manners," she said dryly.Of course, it was Littleton.Even in the womb, my kid couldnโt stand watching their shameless father grovelling like this and decided to intervene.A stunned laugh caught in my throat.I stared at the slight swell of her belly, then slowly raised my hand, pressing my fingers where Iโd been kicked. The impact had been soft, muted by layers of flesh and fluid, but it sent a current straight through my chest.My heart hammeredโnot from fever, but s
JamesThe pain in my chest was sharp, unrelenting, as I watched her smileโso effortless, so free. As if I meant nothing.If it were up to me, Iโd never let her go.Especially not now, with those men hovering around her like vultures, waiting for their chance. But I couldnโt do anything. Not anymore.I didnโt dare to force her, didnโt dare to manipulate things behind her back like I used to. One wrong move, and sheโd slip even further from my grasp.And then there was Dom. Until he was dealt with, she wasnโt safe here."Donโt worry," I said, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. "Iโll fulfil your wish this time. Consider itโฆ compensation for the wedding."That damned wedding. My fault. All of it.Maybe ending this marriage was the only way to truly start over. She looked at me then, her eyes searching mine, and for the first time, she saw itโmy resolve. No tricks, no games. This was real.Her lashes fluttered, her grip on my collar loosening as she whispered,"So after we landโฆ
ZeldaOf course I couldn't bear it.I never wanted to compete with Bai Luoxing for anything. She was the one who forced her way into my marriage. Even then, I retreatedโstep by step, until I'd put an ocean between us.Yet the Bai family still wouldn't let me go. They wanted me dead. How vicious could they be?But Leiy hadn't said much earlier. Even I was only guessing. Did James... already know it was them?My eyes widened in shock. "You knew? Bai Luoxing helped me leave the country, and the Bai family has been hunting me since I landedโ"His face darkened at the mention of my escape. "How else do you think I found you?"I pressed my lips together, then let out a cold laugh."Well, color me surprised. I thought even if I accused the Bai family, you'd assume I was just smearing their name out of spite."The pain that flashed across his face was sharp enough to almost make me regret my words. Almost.His chest heaved, and before I could react, his hand shot out, gripping the back of my