تسجيل الدخولJenniferI waited patiently for Andre to return, sitting alone in our bedroom.I had carefully applied my makeup, styled my hair, and even put on one of my favorite nightgowns while waiting for him.Earlier, he had called to say he would be home late and would be having dinner outside, so there was no point waiting for him at the dining table.Soon, I heard his footsteps approaching.The bedroom door opened, and the moment he walked in, a smile spread across my face."You're back," I said happily as I walked over and wrapped my arms around him.He returned the hug briefly before grunting."Yes, but I'm a little tired. I need to get some rest," he said, gently trying to pull away.Just then, Dante's words replayed in my mind."I just hope your happiness lasts, Mom...""I... I have some good news," I began, nervously playing with my fingers."Is that so?" he asked while taking off his jacket.I nodded excitedly."Lyra is pregnant."His movements came to an abrupt stop.He slowly turned
ImogenLyra coming to the company today was surprising. I never thought I would have to see her again.To tell the truth, a part of me was actually glad when I first saw her. She looked healthy and seemed to be doing well, and despite everything that had happened between us, I was genuinely happy for her.That was, of course, before she opened her mouth.I lowered my gaze to my phone, my eyes falling on the message that had been sent from the CEO's office announcing that I was Malcolm Grayson's wife.This was my life now.Everything had happened so suddenly, yet... I liked it.I liked being married to the man I love—Wait.Did I just think the man I love?My eyes widened as I quickly covered my mouth.Do I... love Malcolm?The answer came almost immediately.I do.At some point along the way, I had fallen in love with him without even realizing it. I had simply never stopped to say the words out loud, not even to myself. And I certainly had never said them to him.Although...During th
SebastianI hadn't expected Malcolm to go that far and publicly announce that Imogen was his wife.Then again...If I were in his position, I probably would have done the same thing.That girl bore a slight resemblance to Imogen.It was subtle, almost impossible to notice at first glance, but it was there.As it turned out, Imogen came from a rather troublesome family.I just hoped they wouldn't end up creating more work for me than I already had.Now that Malcolm had publicly acknowledged Imogen as his wife, I found myself sitting behind my desk, typing out an official statement confirming that Imogen Fisher was the wife of the company's president.Rumors had already begun spreading among the employees who had witnessed Malcolm's declaration.This announcement would simply put an end to the speculation."Sorry you have to do this."Her voice pulled me away from my thoughts.I straightened in my chair and looked up at her.She was watching me with an apologetic expression, as though sh
Lyra"And why didn't either of you tell me?" I asked, my voice hardening. "I could have handled things myself."My parents looked at each other before turning their attention back to me."We didn't want you to worry," my father said, trying to reassure me. "We wanted you to continue enjoying your life in that house. Besides, don't you trust your dad? I always made sure your mother-in-law never crossed the line."He was trying to console me.But I knew he wasn't telling me the whole truth.There was no way he could truly stand up to Jennifer, especially when she always acted as though we were benefiting more from her family than she was from ours.She loved throwing her authority around.If there was one thing Jennifer excelled at, it was abusing the little power she had over people."But now," my father continued with a smile, "you're carrying her grandchild. Things will be different from now on."I forced a smile onto my face."I guess so."Only if they knew...The baby I was carryin
LyraThe moment the car pulled up in front of the house, I climbed out without waiting for Abel to open the door for me.I walked straight to the front entrance.Earlier, I had already called my mother to tell her there was something important I wanted to discuss with her.I knocked on the door.About two minutes later, she opened it."What was so important that you couldn't tell me over the phone?" she asked.I walked into the house, and she followed me as we headed toward the living room."Guess where I'm coming from, Mom," I said, still fuming over everything that had happened."How would I know?" she replied indifferently. "Just get to the point."I frowned."Why does it feel like you're trying to brush me off?" I asked, feeling a little hurt.She simply stared at me.Then suddenly, her eyes widened."Wait... don't tell me."Her gaze slowly dropped to my stomach. "Are you pregnant?"I blinked in surprise. "How did you know?"She laughed happily."Oh, Lyra. How could I not? You loo
ImogenMurmurs immediately erupted around us.Malcolm swept his gaze over the crowd, and everyone hurriedly scattered.I was certain they had heard him perfectly when he called me his wife.The stunned expression on Lyra's face alone almost made me laugh."W-What do you mean?" she stammered, her eyes darting between Malcolm and me."As you heard," Malcolm said coldly, "Imogen is my wife, and I won't tolerate anyone calling my wife names. Not even her own family."As soon as he finished speaking, I watched Lyra swallow nervously.The bodyguard who had accompanied her instinctively stepped forward."Now," Malcolm continued, "leave my company. Unless you have an appointment."Without sparing her another glance, he walked straight toward me while Sebastian headed over to deal with Lyra.Now, back to how all of this started.Earlier that morning, Malcolm and I had arrived at the company together.The moment we stepped out of the car, Sebastian and one of the executives were already waiting
MalcolmTwenty years ago, when I was only eight years old, a tragedy happened that I would never forget for as long as I lived.It was the last day I ever saw my parents alive.I still remembered how beautiful my mother looked that evening in her red dress while she stood in front of the mirror wit
MalcolmI immediately sat up from the bed, convinced for a moment that my lack of sleep was finally starting to mess with my head because there was absolutely no way Sebastian had just called to tell me that I was married.“What the hell did you just say?” I asked sharply, my voice still rough from
ImogenMy eyes widened as I scrolled through the latest gossip online. Out of all the headlines flooding my screen, one instantly caught my attention — and shattered my heart at the same time.Billionaire CEO Malcolm Grayson was apparently married.My crush was married.I stared at the screen for a
MalcolmShe let out a deep sigh before speaking in that calm tone of hers, the same tone she always used whenever she knew she had crossed a line with me.“At least greet your grandmother properly before bombarding her with questions,” she said while walking gracefully toward her seat, her eyes nev







