تسجيل الدخول"I want a divorce," Cheryl said, placing the printed documents on his desk. Brian did not even hesitate. He signed his name at the bottom of the page and pushed the papers back across the table. "Take whatever money you think you deserve. Just make sure I never have to see you again." That was four years ago. Cheryl had spent three years in an arranged marriage, punished daily by her husband for vicious rumors she never actually committed. When Brian chose to pamper her manipulative stepsister while treating Cheryl with absolute cruelty, she finally walked away. She also chose to hide the fact that she was pregnant with his child. Today, Cheryl returns to the United States as the highly successful executive of Caldwell Biotech. She is solely focused on dominating the medical industry and raising her intelligent four-year-old daughter, Mira. When a massive business deal forces Brian and Cheryl into the same boardroom, Brian is shocked. He expects to easily intimidate the wife he discarded, but he is met by a powerful businesswoman who effortlessly blocks his every move. The corporate rivalry is difficult enough, but Brian soon crosses paths with the young girl standing by Cheryl's side. The child shares his exact features, prompting Brian to aggressively investigate the years Cheryl spent away from him. He is determined to uncover the truth, but he is about to learn that his wealth cannot buy back the family he deliberately destroyed.
عرض المزيدHe held me for forty-eight hours and promised he would spend the rest of his life keeping me warm."You were so afraid of the dark back then," he murmured, his voice softening even more. "You wouldn't let go of my shirt."The memory twisted like a rusty knife in my chest, and the sudden urge to cry terrified me.I could not afford to let my walls crack right now, especially not with him.If I let myself remember the good parts of our past, the betrayal would crush me all over again.I thought about Mira, sleeping hundreds of miles away, and the stolen juice box sitting in a lab.I shoved the memories down and let a hot wave of anger take their place."That never happened," I snapped, pulling my arm away from his side."You know damn well it happened, Cheryl," Brian argued, sounding genuinely confused by my harsh reaction."It is all in your head, Brian, so just stop," I warned him, my voice rising in the quiet room."Stop what?""Stop acting like the victim of some great tragedy," I f
His large hands lingered on my shoulders for a long, heavy second in the freezing dark.The heat radiating from his palms seeped right through the thick wool and warmed my skin.I wanted to shrug him off and throw the expensive coat right back at his chest, but a harsh shiver wrecked my body instead.I swallowed my stubborn pride and pulled the soft lapels tighter around my neck.Brian finally dropped his hands and took a step back into the shadows."Thank you," I muttered, the words tasting like ash in my dry mouth."Don't thank me yet because this room is going to drop below freezing in about an hour," he warned, his voice echoing off the frosted glass windows.The howling wind outside battered the penthouse, proving his point as a spray of ice hit the glass.I looked over at the massive king-sized bed sitting in the center of the dark room.The mattress was far too large to trap any real body heat unless we actually laid down and held each other under the sheets.I would rather wal
I eventually forced myself to turn off the faucet and wrapped a thick white towel around my body.I dried off and put my wrinkled travel clothes back on because my actual luggage was locked away on my grounded jet back home.I unlocked the bathroom door and stepped back out into the quiet bedroom, feeling a little more human but still incredibly on edge.Brian had taken his heavy wool coat off and tossed it over the back of a velvet armchair near the window.He loosened his silk tie and unbuttoned the top of his dress shirt, looking far too comfortable in our shared space."Your turn," I told him without making direct eye contact.He didn't say a word as he walked past me and closed the bathroom door, leaving me alone in the bedroom.I sat down on the very edge of the king-sized mattress and pulled my knees up to my chest.The howling wind outside reached a terrifying pitch and rattled the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.I looked out the glass and watched the thick ice accumulate al
"Absolutely fucking not," I snapped, glaring at the terrified concierge standing behind the marble desk.The poor man actually flinched backward and nearly dropped the plastic keycard on the floor."I am not sharing a single room with this man, let alone one bed," I declared loud enough for the angry crowd behind the velvet ropes to hear.Brian did not look embarrassed or annoyed by my public outburst at all.He just stood there with his hands pushed deep into the pockets of his expensive trousers and offered me a condescending smile."The city is under a state of emergency, Cheryl, so you do not really have a lot of options right now," Brian pointed out calmly."I would rather sleep on one of those uncomfortable lobby sofas than spend the night trapped in a room with you," I hissed, crossing my arms to guard my chest."Those sofas are already claimed by the fifty people standing behind us, but you are more than welcome to go fight them for a cushion," he challenged while gesturing to
CHERYL'S POV"I want a divorce," I said.I placed the printed documents directly in the center of the large mahogany desk.Brian Wilson did not immediately look up from his laptop monitor. He continued typing for several seconds while the silence stretched between us. Eventually, he finished his em
CHERYL'S POVMy heart hammered against my ribs, and my hands went numb. He stood two feet away from me. I had prepared myself for this exact moment for four years, yet hearing him claim my child still sent a sharp spike of fear through my veins. I forced myself to take a slow breath. I refused to
BRIAN'S POVI stood near the center of the grand ballroom while the classical music played softly in the background. Dozens of wealthy investors and corporate executives mingled around the elegant tables, but I struggled to focus on their conversations.Helen held tightly onto my left arm, and she
CHERYL'S POVThe taxi drove away from the Wilson estate, and I did not look back. I stared at the leather seat in front of me while the driver navigated through the quiet suburban streets. The silence in the car allowed my mind to drift backward, and the harsh memories of my high school years surfa












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