“Are you blaming me?” Mrs. Jenkins asked softly. “I...”“I’m not,” Kiera said with a light smile.“I just don’t want you worrying about my life anymore. After all, I’m married now.”Mrs. Jenkins opened her mouth to respond, then let out a sigh instead.“I’ve only made things harder for you in the end.”*Elsewhere in the gallery, William was pushing Mr. Perry Sr.’s wheelchair, but his thoughts were clearly elsewhere.Mr. Perry Sr. noticed and chuckled.“If you want to go find Layla, just go. I can manage on my own.”“How could I leave you alone?” William replied. “I brought you out of the nursing home today. If anything happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to face the Perry family.”Mr. Perry Sr. let out a laugh.“You don’t strike me as someone who cares much about what the Perry family thinks.”He smiled knowingly.“Just now, the way you spoke sounded like anyone who touches Layla is getting kicked out of North City. Even the Perry family’s heir was just a ‘disgraced illeg
“That must be Mr. Mason,” William said calmly, using the moment to push the wheelchair forward.He had no intention of wasting time dealing with Mr. Lucas Sr., and he would rather not let Mr. Perry Sr. get dragged into unnecessary tension either.Watching them walk away without so much as a backward glance, Mr. Lucas Sr. clenched his fists, furious.“That ungrateful brat didn’t even bother to say hello!” he thought bitterly.“Dad, don’t get upset. William, he just—”“Don’t you defend him!”Mr. Lucas Sr. shot Lucien a fierce glare.“You shouldn’t have called out to him in the first place! He was cast out of the Lucas family and that makes him a stranger now!”“It’s not that serious, he—”Lucien stopped himself the moment he caught his father’s icy stare.He lowered his head without another word, just in time to hide the faint flicker of satisfaction in his eyes.From a distance, flashes from the media’s cameras lit up the front entrance. Mr. Lucas Sr. took a deep breath to st
As soon as Layla finished speaking, the reporters rushed back to her, voices overlapping.“I’ll schedule one!”“Count me in!”Just like that, Mr. Lucas Sr. and Lucien were quietly edged out of the crowd.Although Layla had, in a few short sentences, deflected the attention away from them, Mr. Lucas Sr. was seething.“What was that woman trying to pull? That wasn’t helping us. She was clearly showing off!“As if we need her help! Even if I had admitted right there that we tried to suppress her, so what? You think any of those reporters would dare run their mouths online?”Fearing they would attract more media attention, Lucien quickly guided his father away from the commotion.“Dad, it’s Mr. Mason’s exhibition today. Let’s not make a scene. No matter what’s going on, we owe him that much respect.”Lucien looked genuinely troubled.“I just didn’t expect Mr. Mason to be so publicly supportive of Layla. Wasn’t he always known for keeping out of personal drama?”“God knows what t
“I got it. Just send me the address.”Kiera’s voice came through flat and hollow, barely audible over the background noise.Sean didn’t sense anything unusual. “No need. I’ll come pick you up.”She didn’t answer. She simply ended the call, letting her phone drop weakly to her side.Noticing how pale her daughter looked, Mrs. Jenkins asked with concern, “Kiera, what’s wrong? Who was that on the phone?”Kiera forced a faint smile. “It was Sean. He wants me to join him at a dinner tonight.”“Well, isn’t that a good thing? It means he values you. He wants everyone to know what a wonderful wife he has.”She reached for Kiera’s hand. The moment their skin touched, she frowned. “Kiera, your hand is freezing. Are you feeling sick? I bet it’s that jinx Layla—just seeing her—”“Mom.”Kiera cut her off gently. “You heard what Grandpa said earlier. What happened between Sean and Miss Xander was Sean’s fault. She had nothing to do with it.“And honestly, Grandpa seems so much better with
“The tumor in your brain is growing rapidly, and its location is quite problematic. The chances of a successful surgery are very low.“If you don’t undergo surgery, you may have less than a year left.” The doctor’s words echoed endlessly in her ears. Layla Xander stumbled out of the hospital in a daze. By the time she got into a cab, the medical report in her hand was already crumpled from her grip. Finally, it dawned on her. She needed to tell her fiancé, Sean Perry, about this. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she pulled out her phone and typed a message with great difficulty: “Sean, come home early. I have something to tell you.” Suddenly, a loud crash jolted the car, sending it shaking violently. The impact threw her forward, her head hitting the seat in front of her. Pain shot through her skull, and her vision went black for a moment. Chaotic noises erupted all around her. Before she could process what was happening, the car door was yanked open, and
An hour later, Sean stormed in, his voice sharp and accusatory. “Layla, what nonsense are you pulling now?” His gaze quickly landed on her head, and he froze for a moment. “You’re hurt?” “Yeah.” Layla looked at Sean, her expression calm and detached. “I was in a rear-end collision yesterday and ended up in the hospital.” Guilt flickered in Sean’s eyes for a brief second before he quickly sat down beside her. “Was it serious? Is that what you wanted to talk to me about yesterday?” “Just a minor injury.” Without a word, Layla shifted slightly away from him and spoke slowly. “I’m serious about breaking off the engagement. And about the company shares—I want my portion back.” Outsiders might not know, but Sean was well aware. The Perry family had never thought much of him, a mere illegitimate child. His entrepreneurial success over the years was largely thanks to Layla’s initial funding and behind-the-scenes support. To help him project the image of a capable and
The engagement banquet went ahead as planned. Since Mr. Perry Sr. was particularly fond of Layla, the event was lavishly organized, with many prominent families and close friends in attendance. The banquet hall was brimming with glittering jewels, cheerful laughter, and a vibrant atmosphere. Sean stood at the entrance, greeting guests with a polite smile, though his heart was restless with worry. Time was ticking, and Layla still hadn’t arrived. Mr. Perry Sr. approached with a stern expression. “Did you get into another fight with Layla?” Sean quickly denied it. “No, Grandpa, don’t jump to conclusions.” “It better be true,” Mr. Perry Sr. snapped, shooting him a glare. “Layla is the granddaughter-in-law I’ve chosen. If anything goes wrong with today’s engagement banquet, you might as well not come back to the Perry family!” “Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems.” As they were speaking, Mr. Perry Sr. suddenly lit up with a smile. “Layla!” Sean followed h
“I can’t believe it! She’s actually the bride-to-be at this engagement banquet!” Carter stared at the stage in disbelief, his eyes shining with excitement. “She’s incredible! The Perry family threw this grand event, and she just destroyed it like it was nothing!“Uncle William, we really came to the right event today!” Lost in his excitement, Carter didn’t notice that William’s gaze was fixed intently on Layla. Beneath the shadows of the lights, an unreadable depth stirred in his dark eyes, emotions surging quietly but intensely. On stage, Sean strode quickly toward Layla, an awkward smile plastered across his face. He forcefully pulled her into his arm. “Apologies, everyone. Layla was just joking around, trying to liven up the atmosphere,” he said with a strained grin. “Isn’t that right, Layla?” The words were practically forced through his teeth, dripping with menace. Layla remained expressionless as her voice rang out, loud and firm. “I’m not joking.” The cr
“I got it. Just send me the address.”Kiera’s voice came through flat and hollow, barely audible over the background noise.Sean didn’t sense anything unusual. “No need. I’ll come pick you up.”She didn’t answer. She simply ended the call, letting her phone drop weakly to her side.Noticing how pale her daughter looked, Mrs. Jenkins asked with concern, “Kiera, what’s wrong? Who was that on the phone?”Kiera forced a faint smile. “It was Sean. He wants me to join him at a dinner tonight.”“Well, isn’t that a good thing? It means he values you. He wants everyone to know what a wonderful wife he has.”She reached for Kiera’s hand. The moment their skin touched, she frowned. “Kiera, your hand is freezing. Are you feeling sick? I bet it’s that jinx Layla—just seeing her—”“Mom.”Kiera cut her off gently. “You heard what Grandpa said earlier. What happened between Sean and Miss Xander was Sean’s fault. She had nothing to do with it.“And honestly, Grandpa seems so much better with
As soon as Layla finished speaking, the reporters rushed back to her, voices overlapping.“I’ll schedule one!”“Count me in!”Just like that, Mr. Lucas Sr. and Lucien were quietly edged out of the crowd.Although Layla had, in a few short sentences, deflected the attention away from them, Mr. Lucas Sr. was seething.“What was that woman trying to pull? That wasn’t helping us. She was clearly showing off!“As if we need her help! Even if I had admitted right there that we tried to suppress her, so what? You think any of those reporters would dare run their mouths online?”Fearing they would attract more media attention, Lucien quickly guided his father away from the commotion.“Dad, it’s Mr. Mason’s exhibition today. Let’s not make a scene. No matter what’s going on, we owe him that much respect.”Lucien looked genuinely troubled.“I just didn’t expect Mr. Mason to be so publicly supportive of Layla. Wasn’t he always known for keeping out of personal drama?”“God knows what t
“That must be Mr. Mason,” William said calmly, using the moment to push the wheelchair forward.He had no intention of wasting time dealing with Mr. Lucas Sr., and he would rather not let Mr. Perry Sr. get dragged into unnecessary tension either.Watching them walk away without so much as a backward glance, Mr. Lucas Sr. clenched his fists, furious.“That ungrateful brat didn’t even bother to say hello!” he thought bitterly.“Dad, don’t get upset. William, he just—”“Don’t you defend him!”Mr. Lucas Sr. shot Lucien a fierce glare.“You shouldn’t have called out to him in the first place! He was cast out of the Lucas family and that makes him a stranger now!”“It’s not that serious, he—”Lucien stopped himself the moment he caught his father’s icy stare.He lowered his head without another word, just in time to hide the faint flicker of satisfaction in his eyes.From a distance, flashes from the media’s cameras lit up the front entrance. Mr. Lucas Sr. took a deep breath to st
“Are you blaming me?” Mrs. Jenkins asked softly. “I...”“I’m not,” Kiera said with a light smile.“I just don’t want you worrying about my life anymore. After all, I’m married now.”Mrs. Jenkins opened her mouth to respond, then let out a sigh instead.“I’ve only made things harder for you in the end.”*Elsewhere in the gallery, William was pushing Mr. Perry Sr.’s wheelchair, but his thoughts were clearly elsewhere.Mr. Perry Sr. noticed and chuckled.“If you want to go find Layla, just go. I can manage on my own.”“How could I leave you alone?” William replied. “I brought you out of the nursing home today. If anything happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to face the Perry family.”Mr. Perry Sr. let out a laugh.“You don’t strike me as someone who cares much about what the Perry family thinks.”He smiled knowingly.“Just now, the way you spoke sounded like anyone who touches Layla is getting kicked out of North City. Even the Perry family’s heir was just a ‘disgraced illeg
“Tsk.”Layla slowly crossed her arms over her chest, her voice unhurried and cool.“So what if I had a past with Sean Perry? That seems to be everyone’s favorite excuse to stir up drama.“I figured the Jenkins family would be the last people who’d want to bring it up, but clearly you’ve all been holding onto it. Fine. Since you want to talk about it, let’s clear the air.“Back then, Sean cheated on me first with Xena Xander, no less. If your family was willing to take him in after that, I really have to admire how generous you all are.“I don’t know if Sean ever felt lucky to break things off with me, but I can tell you I was very glad he let go. Honestly, I should be thanking the Jenkins family for saving me the trouble.”Color drained from Mrs. Jenkins’s face, then came rushing back in angry red.“You—your mouth is as sharp as ever! Sean simply came to his senses early and saw that Kiera was a thousand times better than you!“You’re just jealous she married him! A woman like
The setting sun streamed through the car window, casting warm golden light across William's face.The play of shadow and light outlined his already defined features like a painting drawn in bold, deliberate strokes.Layla rested her chin on one hand, watching William with amused curiosity, as if waiting for him to come clean on his own.But William pretended not to notice. He kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, calm and unwavering — like a man about to be sworn into office.As the car pulled into the underground parking garage, Layla smirked to herself, “Alright then. If you won’t admit it, I’ll pretend I don’t know either.”*Time passed. April had come and gone.Zeppelin Mason’s art exhibition opened as scheduled and luckily, the day was bright and clear.There had already been rumors swirling that this would be his final show, marking his official retirement from painting.So reporters from every outlet arrived early, waiting eagerly to catch his appearance and grab the fir
After hanging up the phone, Layla returned to the couch.Carter looked up curiously.“Who was that, Sis?”“The service center,” Layla replied with a hint of frustration.“They said one of my car’s parts is damaged and needs to be ordered from the manufacturer. It'll take about two weeks before I can get the car back.”She frowned slightly.“It’s strange. The car was working just fine when I dropped it off. How could a part suddenly be broken?”“Totally normal,” Carter said casually, pulling out his phone. “Some issues only show up during inspection.”As he spoke, he started typing quickly. “Perfect timing! I’ll text Uncle William and ask him to pick you up after work today. No need for you to take a cab.”“I can drive her—” Seth offered.“No need,” Carter cut in without even looking up.“They live together. No point in bothering Director Mason.”After a moment, Carter looked back up with a grin.“Uncle William said yes!”Layla said nothing. Instead, she just looked at him
Little by little, Layla found herself drawn in, her thoughts swept along by Seth’s rhythm as she unconsciously stepped into his world.Seth might look laid-back and a little rough around the edges, but the moment he started talking about film, he became sharp, articulate, and deeply professional.As a director, he had the ability to oversee everything on set — exactly the kind of big-picture thinking Layla was still learning to master.His arrival, she had to admit, couldn’t have come at a better time.Before she realized it, admiration quietly bloomed in her heart.She had to give him credit. Seth Mason’s billion-dollar box office success wasn’t luck. He had truly earned it.“Director Mason, I—” she began.But a knock at the door cut her off.Layla gave a small, apologetic smile, then turned toward the door.“Come in.”A moment later, a head poked through the doorway. It was Carter, grinning ear to ear.“Hey, Sis! You’ve got company, huh…?”As his eyes landed on Seth, Carte
“Pretty good,” Layla said seriously after thinking it over for a moment. “But it would've been even better if he wasn’t quite so enthusiastic.”Seth really was a little too friendly, pushing past the social distance Layla was used to.If he had been a complete stranger, she probably would have thought he was some kind of weirdo. But since he was Zeppelin’s grandson, that connection naturally made him feel a little more familiar, a little easier to trust.“Maybe that’s just the way he is,” Layla said with a small smile. “It’s actually pretty rare for someone in their thirties to keep that kind of pure, genuine enthusiasm.“When it comes to relationships, you have to be willing to take the first step or nothing ever happens. Besides, if you’re still timid at this age, you’ll never get anywhere.”Because the evening had been so relaxed and pleasant, Layla was completely at ease, speaking whatever came to mind without filtering herself.But William, sitting silently beside h