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Hidden Scars - 2
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2026-04-05 01:18:20
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The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late Why?
“A normal life?” August stood up, his voice rising to match his grandfather’s.“Is that why you made Winter get into that accident? If you truly wanted me to be happy, why didn't you allow her to be in my life? You treated her like trash until she ran away from you and into her grave!”August threw his hands into the air, his composure finally shattering.“You don’t know the whole story, August,” Grandpa said, his voice suddenly, terrifyingly quiet.“Then tell me!” August burst out, stepping into his grandfather’s space. “Tell me the whole story! Tell me why the woman I loved is gone and the woman who killed her is sitting in your sunroom painting pictures!”The old master let out a roar of his own, slamming his stick against the floor. “Have some sense, you foolish grandson! Use that brain of yours! Those ‘parts’ they found in the car... was it ever confirmed they were Winter’s? Use your head!”August stammered, his momentum failing. “Well... the parts they found... the fire wa
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late Why?
August had been standing in the corner for five minutes, unmoving, his phone gripped so tightly in his hand that the casing groaned.He watched them.He watched the way his grandfather leaned forward, eyes sparkling with a mischievous vitality that August hadn't seen in years. He watched Spring laughing without restraint as she tried to navigate a chessboard. The scene was domestic, warm, and utterly revolting to him.How? The question hammered against his skull. How could his grandfather, the iron-fisted patriarch of the Harrington line, accept this girl so easily? The same man who had treated Winter like a common intruder.A year ago, these very walls had echoed with a different kind of sound. August remembered the shouting. He remembered the way his grandfather had insulted Winter, calling her unworthy of the Harrington name, until August had erupted in a rage he couldn't control. They had quarreled until the air felt thin. Winter had fled the mansion in tears, her face fille
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late The Language of Colours
The world had narrowed down to the tip of a fine-bristled brush. I was no longer in the Harrington manor. I was just a girl with a vision.The emerald green bled into the gold, creating a soft, mossy texture that looked like the ancient trees surrounding the Old Mansion. I worked with a joyful desperation. Every stroke felt like I was reclaiming a piece of the soul I had lost after the surgery—that black hole in my mind where my memories of the last few months used to live. I didn't hear the car pull into the driveway. "It’s six o’clock, Spring. I told you to be—"August’s voice cut off abruptly. I jumped, my hand jerking and leaving a tiny, unintended streak of blue across the sky of my painting. I looked up, breathless, my hair falling out of its messy knot. I knew I was a sight. I had charcoal smudged across my left cheek, watercolor stains on my fingertips, and my sleeves were rolled up to my elbows.August stood in the doorway. He was in a fresh suit, his hair swept bac
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late If Only My Brush Could Speak!
The kitchen still smelled of star anise, ginger, and the savory, caramelized depth of the braised pork. My hands were slightly shaky, partly from the effort of standing over the stove, but mostly from the strange, humming energy that had taken over the room. "Ma'am, I’ve come to fetch the President’s lunch," Fanel said, stepping into the kitchen with his usual impeccable timing. He offered a slight, respectful bow, his eyes flickering toward the neatly packed thermal box on the counter.I was already finished with the final tuck of the napkin. Before closing the lid, I had slipped a small, rectangular piece of paper inside."It’s all ready. Braised pork, medium spice, with steamed rice," I said, handing the box over. My voice was steady, but I felt a flush of heat in my cheeks. "He specifically asked for the spice level to be moderate."Fanel took the box with a gentleness. He looked at the steam rising from the vents and then at me, a smile playing on his lips. "He did, indeed.
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late Is This a New Dawn?
I didn't remember exactly when my eyes had finally given up, but sleep had claimed me right there on the hardwood floor, my head pillowed on my arm, just outside August's door.The next morning, I was jolted awake by the sharp edge of a voice I knew all too well."Why are you sleeping here?"I blinked rapidly, my vision blurry and my neck screaming in protest at the awkward angle. August stood over me. He was dressed but his face screamed exhaustion. I scrambled to sit up, rubbing my eyes, feeling the grit of a restless night."The floor was too hard," I mumbled, still half-lost in a dream. "I only got comfortable a few hours ago and fell into a deep sleep. Sorry."I looked up at him. His brow furrowed."Didn’t I tell you to get lost?""I was scared for you," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. I stood up, leaning against the wall for support until the pins and needles in my legs faded. "I stayed here thinking if you needed help. You sounded... like you were hurting."Augu
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late What's Next?
I was finally feeling better. The sun was dipping low, and I was curled up on the oversized sofa. In my lap was a small wooden bowl filled with slices of unripe mango, heavily dusted with chili powder and a pinch of salt.It was a sour, spicy, biting snack—exactly what I needed to cut through the lingering bitterness of the encounter with August’s family. I took a bite, the crunch echoing in the quiet room, the heat of the spice stinging my tongue in the best way possible.Then, the front door groaned open.August walked in, but he didn't head for the stairs like all the other times. His shoulders hunched, his aura so dangerous that even the shadows seemed to shrink away from him.Usually, the sight of him in this state would have sent me bolting for my room. But today? I stayed on the sofa, a slice of mango halfway to my mouth, watching him.August didn't go to his study. Instead, he sank into the single armchair opposite me. He looked wrecked. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late Bleeding Petals
Martha finally stepped back, her chest heaving with the exertion of her work. She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead with the back of a hand that had just spent an hour inflicting pain."I’m tired of beating them," she muttered, her voice thick with a sickening sense of accomplishment. She lo
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late A Visit Home
Ever since we returned to August’s estate, the atmosphere in the house had shifted. It was a subtle, chilling kind of change. The air was no longer overt malice of Martha’s taunts. Instead, it was filled with terrified silence. Martha no longer looked me in the eye. When she spoke to me, her voic
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late Possession
As soon as the ordeal ended, I retreated. I didn't wait for permission. I dragged myself back to the Master Suite, my breath hitching as I finally closed the door behind me. I thought I was safe. I thought the walls would finally hold the world back. I was wrong. The door slammed open minute
The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late Bitter Welcome
I followed Uncle Hui up the grand staircase. Every step was a battle of will. I could feel August’s gaze on my back slicing through my dress. He was waiting for the Old Master to look away so he could strike."Madam, Young Master, the room is ready," Uncle Hui said, bowing as we reached the East
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