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作者: faith-emby
last update 公開日: 2026-05-22 23:55:55

ALICIA

By morning, Alicia no longer trusted her own body.

The fever had dragged through the night without mercy, leaving behind aching muscles, chills that came in violent waves, and a heaviness in her chest that made even sitting upright feel exhausting. Sleep had arrived only in fragments, thin and restless, interrupted by nausea, coughing, and the constant dull ache behind her eyes.

Still, she had gotten dressed.

Because life, cruelly enough, rarely paused simply because someone was falling
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  • The Billionaire Behind My Divorce   NO CONTINGENCY

    ALICIABy morning, Alicia no longer trusted her own body.The fever had dragged through the night without mercy, leaving behind aching muscles, chills that came in violent waves, and a heaviness in her chest that made even sitting upright feel exhausting. Sleep had arrived only in fragments, thin and restless, interrupted by nausea, coughing, and the constant dull ache behind her eyes.Still, she had gotten dressed.Because life, cruelly enough, rarely paused simply because someone was falling apart.Elias found her downstairs just after eight, one hand braced subtly against the kitchen counter while she waited for the kettle to boil.For several seconds, he simply stared.“Madam,” he said carefully, “you look worse.”Alicia gave the faintest hum of amusement. “Good morning to you, too.”“I’m serious.”“I know.”She reached for a mug, but the movement made dizziness sweep unpleasantly through her head. Elias noticed immediately and took the cup from her before she could drop it.“That

  • The Billionaire Behind My Divorce   LOVE OR VENGEANCE

    THEODOREHe spent all of the next day debating whether to go.His only decent shirt had sleeves slightly too short at the wrists, and his shoes looked apologetic under direct sunlight. He had no gift to bring, no clever conversation prepared, and absolutely no business standing among rich kids at a birthday party.But sometime before leaving work, he passed the shop’s waste bin and noticed a single rose set aside because the stem had bent slightly.It was still beautiful.So he took it home carefully, trimmed the stem the way he had seen the florists do, and carried it to Vermont Park that evening like it was something sacred.The party was enormous.Music floated across the lawns while strings of warm lights glowed between trees, and teenagers dressed in designer clothes crowded around decorated tables, laughing loudly enough to sound important.Theodore stopped near the entrance almost immediately.Wrong place, his mind whispered.The feeling arrived fast and familiar, crawling bene

  • The Billionaire Behind My Divorce   NON-NEGOTIOABLE

    ALICIAAlicia returned home with an exhaustion that settled directly into the bones, heavy and irreversible, draining warmth from her body until even breathing felt like effort. The drive back had passed in silence, yet her mind had not been quiet for a single second.Theodore’s jacket still lingered in her thoughts. The warmth of it. The scent. It was funny how it had felt so natural that she almost walked away with it.The way he had draped it around her shoulders without asking permission first, as though caring for her was instinctive enough to bypass thought entirely.Then her thoughts drifted toward Tobey waiting somewhere inside that enormous house, surrounded by people who had never cared for his existence.A sharp ache twisted inside her chest.By the time she stepped through the front doors, the light in her eyes had dimmed into something distant and hollow.Elias saw her first. He had been arranging fresh mail near the staircase when he looked up, concern settling over his

  • The Billionaire Behind My Divorce   THE FLOWER SHOP

    THEODORETheodore sat behind the wheel of his Lincoln Nautilus with the engine running low and quiet beneath him, the dashboard casting a dim blue glow across his face while rainwater gathered lazily along the windshield.The Rutherford estate stood beyond the iron gates like something carved out of arrogance itself; sprawling, illuminated, untouchable. From the outside, it looked elegant enough to belong on magazine covers. It was the rot beneath it that people rarely captured.His vehicle remained tucked beneath the shadow of an overgrown jacaranda tree just beyond the eastern perimeter wall, positioned precisely where the estate’s rotating CCTV pattern overlapped into a six-second blind spot every forty-eight seconds. Years ago, Theodore had learned to survive by studying systems until he could see the flaws hidden inside them.Tonight was no different.One hand rested loosely against the steering wheel while the other tapped slowly against the leather armrest, not with impatience,

  • The Billionaire Behind My Divorce   TOO LATE

    THEODOREThe city changed its face after office hours.Daylight belonged to ambition, to voices sharpened by negotiation, to polished smiles and measured victories. But evening was for quieter truths. The streets softened. Windows glowed like scattered lanterns. Even the restless hum of traffic seemed to breathe more slowly.As he drove, Theodore watched dusk descend over the skyline.He sat with one arm resting lightly against the door, his tablet resting on the passenger’s seat, its dimmed screen casting only the faintest light. Outside, buildings slipped past in gentle succession, yet his attention remained fixed elsewhere - drawn inward, toward a decision already made.A notification appeared again.Location confirmed.He exhaled, though the breath brought little relief.Three hours earlier, Theodore had left his office.He drove himself across the city as traffic thickened, the skyline dissolving into gold and shadow around him. His destination was an old one, a private office tu

  • The Billionaire Behind My Divorce   FAMILY NIGHT

    ALICIAAlicia’s grip tightened around the strap of her bag before she even realized she was holding it.“Yes, ma’am,” The receptionist said again, voice softened with the gentleness reserved for bad news delivered to strangers. “Tobey was picked up earlier.”The hallway behind her buzzed with children being collected. Laughter, backpacks rustling, teachers calling names, all the sounds seemed to retreat from her, swallowed by a sudden ringing silence.“By who?” she asked.The question came out steadier than she felt.A brief pause followed as the receptionist looked at her screen and then back up at Alicia.Cautiously, she said. “Mrs. Rita Rutherford.”The name slid into Alicia’s chest like ice. For a moment, she forgot how to breathe.Her mother, of all people.The world tilted slightly. The noise of departing students blurred into distant static, as if she stood underwater watching life continue somewhere far above her head.She forced a polite nod she did not feel, murmured a than

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