MasukIan raised an eyebrow. “I wasn’t drunk last night. I was completely sober.“Sweetheart, I knew exactly what I was doing. I have been aware of my feelings for you for a long time. I just kept holding them back. But last night, when you hired those male escorts and leaned into that man’s arms, I could
Mia’s expression hardened. “Ian, what kind of thing is that to say? Who I date is none of your business.”“Fine.” Ian gave a short, cold laugh. “None of my business.”His face remained dark as he walked out. From that day on, he never returned to the Quinton estate.Mia did not see him for more than
Mia’s relationship with Ian had changed completely. Somewhere along the way, she had become the one doing the bullying.If she was upset, she would pinch or swat him without hesitation, and Ian would only grin and call her “Little Princess” or “Miss Trouble,” never once fighting back.Later, Mia was
By the time Ian was eighteen and in his senior year, his life was too busy with schoolwork to waste time picking on his stepsister. It had been a long time since he had teased Mia.The high school and middle school buildings were close to each other. That afternoon, he and a few classmates walked to
Lester was often away from home.In the beginning, whenever Mia was bullied by Ian, she would run to her mother, Sharon, in tears. But as a stepmother, Sharon felt she had no authority to discipline Ian. For the sake of keeping the household peaceful, she chose to turn a blind eye and never told Le
The first time Mia met Ian, she was only nine years old.Her mother, Sharon, held her hand and smiled brightly. “Say hello to your new brother.”The little girl tilted her head up at the tall boy in front of her, pressed her lips together, and obediently said, “Hi, brother.”The boy didn’t look the
Inside the private lounge, seated squarely in the center of the sofa, was none other than Sean himself.At first, Sean didn’t bother looking toward the door.It was Quinton who noticed Wendy’s sudden hesitation. “What’s wrong? Why’d you stop?” he asked, puzzled.Wendy tried to back away, but Quinton
Floyd roses were known for their vivid colors. They were bold, passionate, and full of life.They also carry a romantic meaning: “You drift casually through my dreams, turning my heart into a garden of fragrance.”After placing the bouquet in a vase, Charlotte remembered what the nurse had told her.
It was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining, the sky was clear, and the weather couldn’t have been better.Charlotte’s doctor said her wound was healing well, and if everything stayed on track, she could be discharged in about a week.That afternoon, with the sun streaming through the windows
Charlotte paused, clearly not expecting that question.She gave a quiet “Yeah.”Sean’s lips curled into something like a smile, but his voice had a sharp edge. “He even knows you like blue. Impressive.”Charlotte’s gaze flicked toward the bouquet of pale blue flowers resting on the passenger seat. H







