As Carter left, silence filled the hospital room. Neither Layla nor William spoke. Her mind was a tangled mess, so when William reached over to adjust her blanket, she instinctively flinched away. William’s hand paused midair. His gaze lifted to hers, sharp and questioning. “What’s wrong?” Layla, feeling a little uneasy, scrambled for a distraction. “What did the doctor say?” “He recommends another round of chemotherapy.” William tucked the blanket around her carefully, his voice calm but firm. “If we start this week, you’ll have a full week to recover. By the time Thanksgiving’s comes, you’ll be in much better shape.” “I don’t want to do chemo anymore.” Layla’s voice was soft but steady. “You saw the results last time. It didn’t help at all. It just made me suffer more.” “Try again.” William’s grip on his emotions was tight, but his voice still held a faint tremor. “At least hold on until Levi gets back. He’ll find a way to cure you.” “No.” Layla sm
Layla woke up to sunlight streaming through the window. Squinting slightly, her gaze landed on William, who sat nearby with his eyes closed, seemingly resting. He looked thinner than before, his already sharp jawline now even more pronounced. Despite the gold-rimmed glasses softening his appearance, they couldn’t hide the faint exhaustion under his eyes. Every time she woke up, he was always there. At first, Layla had thought it was coincidence, but as time passed, she realized that he never left. Even someone as slow as her could tell. William cared about her—more than just as a friend. But anything beyond that, she didn’t dare to think about. “What are you thinking about?” His deep voice startled her, making her panic for a brief second. “N-Nothing.” She shook her head quickly. “I thought you were asleep.” “No.” William removed his glasses and stretched slightly. “I just finished reading some documents and was resting for a bit.” He got up and walk
“Clinging to my son won’t get you anywhere! You might as well do something good for once and pray for a better life in your next reincarnation!”“Well… not exactly.”Layla found the whole situation oddly amusing.Why did it feel like Scarlett was playing the role of a soap opera villain?This had to be a misunderstanding.“Actually… your suggestion sounds pretty good. Let’s do it your way.”Scarlett blinked, completely caught off guard. Something wasn’t right. This wasn’t how the scene was supposed to go. Wasn’t she supposed to dramatically slap down a check, force Layla to leave, and then have a heated showdown with her? Layla tilted her head. “Is there a problem?” Scarlett snapped out of it, quickly regaining her composure. She squared her shoulders and narrowed her eyes. “You’re not tricking me, are you?” “Why would I?” Layla said lightly. “I’m not getting better, no matter who takes over my treatment. It doesn’t make a difference to me.” She smiled slight
Standing in the hospital hallway, Ivan glanced at his phone, reading the message that Scarlett had returned to her hotel. Just then, William walked out of the doctor’s office. Ivan quickly shoved his phone into his pocket, schooling his expression into something neutral. “So? What did the doctor say?” William’s patience was wearing thin. “Same as before. Chemo needs to start as soon as possible.” Ivan hesitated. “And… what does Miss Xander think? Chemo must be painful, right?” “She doesn’t want it.” William’s gaze darkened. “But it’s not up to her.” Ivan nodded slowly. “Yeah… If she gives up now, there really won’t be any hope left.” “Exactly.” William gave a short, clipped response before striding toward Layla’s hospital room. Ivan watched his back, his expression unreadable. In his memory, William was always sharp, decisive, full of confidence. But now? Even his silhouette looked weary and drained. Maybe Aunt Scarlett was right. Layla was dragging
Uncontrollably, a memory from eight years ago surfaced. The torrential rain poured down. William had just finished a rescue operation when he lost his footing—slipping, tumbling toward the edge of a cliff. Then, a pair of soft yet firm hands caught him. Layla was just eighteen, small and fragile, yet she had risked her own life to save him. “Don’t let go…” Her voice trembled beneath the roaring storm, but it was steady, unwavering. He survived. But she collapsed—her body weak from exhaustion and the bitter cold. In that moment, with the rain pounding around them, he feared she wouldn’t wake up again. To this day, he could still remember exactly how he felt. She couldn’t die. Not before he had the chance to thank her. *“William!” Ivan’s voice snapped William back to reality. “We found her!” William spun around. And there she was. Sitting in a wheelchair. For a second, it was as if time had folded in on itself. He could still
Back on the VIP hospital floor, the nurse from earlier hurried over. “Miss Xander, where did you go? You nearly cost me my job!” She sighed in relief. “Forget it. At least you’re back now. I just checked the security footage—I thought it was that woman who—” “Yes! It’s fine as long as Miss Xander is back!” Before the nurse could finish, Ivan quickly cut her off. “It was just a false alarm. Sorry for the trouble.” “Not at all. Looking after patients is our job.” The nurse turned to Layla, then glanced at William. “Miss Xander, you really scared Mr. Lucas. For a moment, I thought he was going to tear the hospital apart.” Layla gave a small, embarrassed smile. “Sorry.” “It’s alright. Just rest now. I’ll have the doctor check on you soon.” As the nurse walked away, Ivan let out a slow breath. But when he turned around, he met William’s piercing stare. His smile froze. “I’m screwed.” That was the only thought in Ivan’s mind as he stood there, watching Wi
“Mr. Lucas.” Layla’s voice rang out unexpectedly. Everyone instinctively turned toward the hospital room door. She sat in her wheelchair, her expression unusually calm. “Mr. Dixon is right. He didn’t do anything wrong.“I also met Mrs. Lucas today. She only offered to take over my treatment. She didn’t say anything else. I’m grateful that she’s willing to help.“Mr. Lucas, I owe a lot to you. Without your help, I wouldn’t be here today. But now, because of me, you’re facing problems. If I had even a shred of conscience, I wouldn’t keep dragging you down.“We’re friends. And isn’t friendship about understanding each other? I understand that you want to help me, but please, understand that I want you to live your own life.” A breeze drifted through the hallway, as if carrying her words away, making them feel light and weightless.But now that she had finally spoken them aloud, she felt lighter too.She smiled softly. “You should head back to North City. Mrs. Lucas wil
“She won’t die.” William stepped forward, closing in on Scarlett, forcing her to retreat. In that moment, he looked like a demon straight out of hell—cold, merciless, and utterly unshakable.“I’ve already made my stance clear to the entire world. There’s no need to repeat myself.“Go back and tell my father—if he wants to restructure the company’s leadership, he’s free to do so. I won’t interfere.”Scarlett’s face twisted with rage. “You… You’re really willing to throw away everything you’ve built over the years? Just for a—” “Yes. I am.” There wasn’t a shred of hesitation in his voice. Scarlett stomped her foot in frustration. “You’re insane! What’s so special about Layla Xander? What the hell do you see in her?!” “Without her, I wouldn’t be here.” His expression remained cold, but his voice carried an unwavering certainty. “Forget my reputation—if giving her my life is what it takes, then so be it.” Scarlett was livid. Her voice rose, shrill with disbelief.
During the celebration dinner, Layla received a call from Jenny.Since it was too noisy inside, Layla grabbed her phone and stepped out into the hallway, finding a quieter corner before answering. “Miss Jasper.”“Did you forget you even have a mentor?” Jenny half-scolded. “Something this big happens, and you didn’t even think to tell me? I had to find out online!“If I don't mean anything to you anymore, then stop thinking of me as your mentor,” she huffed.“Don’t say that,” Layla said quickly, her voice warm and coaxing. “I just didn’t want you to worry. And honestly, it’s a complicated situation. I didn’t want you getting dragged into it.“Besides, it’s not that serious. I’ve been handling it fine. If I ever hit a wall, you’d be the first person I’d call.“You’re not just my mentor. You’re my safety net. You’re my strength.”“Alright, enough,” Jenny said, laughing despite herself. “That silver tongue of yours—how am I supposed to stay mad at you?”She had stormed into the con
Fabian muttered under his breath, “Weren't you crushing on Mr. Lucas before?”“Nope! I’m all about Miss Xander now!” Diana declared, purposely raising her voice so Layla could hear her loud and clear. “Smart, capable women are the real deal! Who wouldn’t be smitten?”Layla chuckled. “I’ll gladly accept your admiration.”“Aaah! She accepted it! Did you hear that? I knew it! Women really are the best!” Diana squealed in excitement, practically bouncing in place. Fabian could only shake his head and gently push her away, then hurried to wrap up the call with Layla.*As the promotional video’s popularity exploded, the calls started pouring in that very afternoon.Most of them came from the mentors, artists, and family friends that Jenny had once introduced to her. They had only just found out about the troubles Layla’s studio had been facing, after seeing the video hit the trending charts.Normally, those artists lived in their own world, blissfully detached from outside news.
Scarlett was curled up on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. She had just finished watching the entire promotional video when she muttered, “Looks like a great place to walk around.”“Not bad,” William replied without even looking up.Scarlett shot him a look and said, a little sharply, “Your dad ended up in the hospital because you ran off with Layla to the south.“I’m not saying you can’t go travel and clear your head, but you can’t be following a woman around like that. It doesn't sound good if people start talking, you know?”William furrowed his brows and was about to respond when Scarlett added, “How about this? Next time you want to follow her somewhere, bring me along. If people see a mother and son traveling together, it’ll look a whole lot better than making it seem like you're chasing after her.”Feeling quite pleased with her own cleverness, Scarlett nodded in satisfaction. “I usually only travel abroad, but clearly, there are plenty of beautiful places right here
“Who exactly was hiding something?” Kiera only muttered the words in her heart. On the surface, she kept her tone casual and said, “I was watching a promotional video Miss Xander produced. I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea if you saw it.“If you don’t believe me, take a look for yourself.”As she spoke, Kiera handed her phone to Sean, her expression calm and composed.Sean frowned slightly. “Layla Xander? Isn’t her studio the one Mr. Lucas Sr. basically shut down?”“You seem pretty up to date on her situation,” Kiera said with a half-smile. “Here I thought you didn’t know anything.”“I just... heard about it. Everyone in the circle has,” Sean said, clearly uncomfortable, avoiding her gaze. “She crossed the Lucas family. Of course she was going to end up like this. When she first came back, everyone was talking about her, but in the end, all it took was one word from Mr. Lucas Sr. and her studio couldn’t land a single project.”“Is that so?” Kiera tightened her grip on
Kiera had always played the part of the gentle, obedient wife.But right now, the cold sarcasm in her eyes made Sean feel like he was looking at a stranger.Sean sobered up a little in an instant. “What the hell are you talking about?” he snapped. “All I did was ask you to play the harp. Do you really have to twist it into something so ugly?”He huffed and continued, “Mr. Zimmer has sent us quite a few projects over the years. I know he’s into classical music, so I thought bringing you tonight might give you two something to talk about.“How was I supposed to know that asking you to play one song would feel like pulling teeth? You refused to drink, which was fine, but then you just sat there with that sour face. Who would even dare start a conversation with you like that? Anyone watching would have thought I treat you like garbage at home.”Grumbling, Sean let go of her arm and leaned back against the car door, putting distance between them.To his surprise, Kiera didn’t move clo
“I’ve heard Mrs. Perry plays the harp,” someone across the round table suddenly said. It was Mr. Zimmer, one of the business partners. “There happens to be one here tonight. Mrs. Perry, would you mind playing a piece for us?”“This…” Kiera hesitated, but before she could reply, Sean jumped in with a smile, “Of course not. My wife plays beautifully. Tonight’s the perfect chance for everyone to enjoy it.”Hearing that, Kiera’s heart sank.It was rare for Sean to ask her to attend a business dinner. In all their time married, this was the first time he had willingly brought her into one of his work events.If she didn’t already know better, she might have been flattered, maybe even excited to join him.But she knew too much. She could see right through him. When something felt this out of the ordinary, there was always a hidden reason. Still, she smiled and nodded. “Sure, I’d be happy to.”A few minutes later, the restaurant staff wheeled in a harp and set it up in the private di
From the moment Mr. Xander stepped through the door, his face was clouded with anger. He didn’t even bother putting on a friendly face for Felix like he normally would.It wasn’t until Felix left after dinner that Xena finally approached her father. “Dad, did you go see my sister today?”“She’s no sister of yours! There’s no place in this family for someone as heartless as her!”Furious, Mr. Xander slammed his hand against the table, the loud thud making Xena flinch.Mrs. Xander rushed over to shield her daughter. “Easy, don’t scare her. She’s pregnant, remember?”“I’m fine, Mom.” Xena lowered her gaze, looking guilty. “Dad only lost his temper because of me. Maybe we should just drop it. I’ll talk to Felix myself. I’ll keep the baby, and we’ll figure the rest out later.”“What are you saying? You can’t have that baby now!”Mrs. Xander immediately objected. “Even if you two get married afterward, people will still talk! If the baby comes before the wedding, everyone will trea
“If you don’t like it here,” William said coolly, “the elevator’s just to the right.”Scarlett was fuming. Just a few words in and she was already being shown the door? Was she not even allowed to speak?And she hadn’t even said anything bad about Layla. She was just feeling protective of her precious son. Was that so wrong?For the rest of the time, Scarlett sat stiffly on the couch, clutching her glass of water and sipping from it every now and then. William sat across from her on another sofa, silently scrolling through his phone.Neither of them spoke. The only sound in the apartment came from the kitchen, where the soft clatter of cooking echoed faintly.Soon, the scent of food filled the air.Scarlett couldn’t help glancing toward the kitchen. Through the frosted glass, she could only make out the blur of Layla’s figure. Doubts crept into her mind. “Could Layla’s cooking actually be edible?” she wondered.After all, she was still a woman who had grown up with a silver sp
Layla braced herself as she welcomed William and Scarlett into her apartment. After a quick round of small talk, she headed into the kitchen with the groceries.She had just started unpacking when she heard William call from behind, “Need a hand with anything?”“No, I—”She was about to turn him down, but then thought of Mr. Xander and hesitated. Instead, she handed him a bag of snap peas. “Help me trim these.”“Sure.”William stepped up beside her without hesitation. As he got to work, she lowered her voice. “How’s Grandpa Perry doing?”“He’s fine,” William replied, eyeing her curiously. “Why are you suddenly asking about him?”“Gerald Xander came to see me today. He wants to meet with Grandpa Perry.”Layla said her father’s name without a trace of emotion, as if she were talking about a stranger.William glanced over at her. “Did he give you any trouble?”“Not really. He can barely walk straight, can’t argue, and definitely can’t catch up to me. What else is he going to do