"Damn it! So this disabled woman dares to defy me?!"
Leon screamed internally. His face turned red as he prepared to snatch the small notebook Athena was holding, but Crystal moved first, gently stroking his thigh.
"Calm down, babe. Let that disabled woman do whatever she wants. She’ll never be able to beat us!" Crystal whispered, casting a disdainful glance at Athena.
Turning his attention back to his wife, Leon suddenly smirked. Athena had no idea what was going through his mind, but one thing was clear—she was determined not to remain under the control of this cunning man.
"Ah, I’m relieved to hear that rumor wasn’t true. Honestly, I was worried it might affect your new project, Mr. Leon. As far as I know, Mrs. Athena still plays a significant role in the company you manage," said one of Leon’s business partners, prompting Athena to nod gracefully.
"Oh, so Mrs. Athena still has a significant role in the company?"
"Yes, Mr. Mayor," Leon interjected, trying to regain control of the conversation. "I’ve merely been helping to manage it all this time. Athena oversees everything from behind the scenes, as the company originally belonged to her family. However, ever since her accident last week...."
"What about it, Mr. Leon? The ownership and management status of the company remain unchanged, don’t they?"
Leon nodded, once again glancing at Athena, whose fair-skinned forehead furrowed slightly.
"Everything is indeed the same, but unfortunately, my wife has been insisting that I take full ownership of the company. Of course, I’ve refused, especially since the media continues to fuel negative rumors about our marriage."
"Ah, perhaps Mrs. Athena is still deeply shaken by the accident. It’s a difficult phase that can easily erode one’s confidence."
"Exactly, Mr. Mayor. That’s why I’m here, despite the public’s relentless attempts to bring me down," Crystal chimed in, finally breaking her silence, causing Athena to glance at her briefly.
"This isn’t easy for anyone. However, I’m certain Mrs. Athena will rise above it!"
"Yes, I share the same hope as you, Mr. Mayor! How about having Mrs. Athena involved in our upcoming project?"
"What?!"
Ignoring Leon and Crystal’s shock, Athena quickly grabbed the notebook in front of her, jotting something down before handing it to Arthur.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Athena. Have you replaced your assistant?"
"Oh, no, sir," Edward quickly interjected, causing everyone to exchange glances. "Arthur here is just a bodyguard Mr. Leon assigned to protect Mrs. Athena after the accident—"
"Athena’s emotions have been unstable! She’s been too frustrated by her inability to speak and her hand’s inability to play the piano anymore. Therefore, I don’t think my wife can contribute to this project," Leon cut in sharply, causing Athena to momentarily hold her breath.
For a while, the only sound in the room was the ticking of a clock. Everyone exchanged uneasy glances, waiting for someone to break the silence, until Arthur cleared his throat as Edward hesitated to step back.
"Despite her condition, Mrs. Athena is very eager to be involved in this project, gentlemen. She mentioned here that she’s willing to do her best to contribute, ensuring that the project will benefit many people in the future."
***
Bang!
"Damn it!"
The sound of something crashing to the floor echoed through the living room, followed by a pained groan. Leon, having just escorted his guests out, lost control when confronted with Athena. He shoved his wife harshly, leaving the brunette struggling to hold back her tears and shock.
"What do you want from me, Athena? Can’t you understand my warnings?!" he shouted, prompting the household staff to feign busyness in the background, except for Edward and Arthur.
"She’s testing our patience, babe. I think she’s completely ungrateful that we’re sparing her life," Crystal sneered, striding haughtily in front of Athena.
"Tch! Typical ungrateful disabled woman! She should be thankful I didn’t have someone kill her outright!"
Shaking her head, Athena couldn’t fathom her husband’s deceit and Crystal’s malice. She quickly grabbed her pen and notebook again, wincing as she wrote:
[I won’t let you and Crystal take everything from me, Leon! Even with my limitations, I’ll fight to protect what’s mine!]
"Hmm, really? Without Crystal and me, you wouldn’t even be alive right now, Athena!"
"Ahh!"
Athena bit her lip again as a soft cry escaped her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as Leon grabbed her by the jaw, but through her blurred vision, she noticed Arthur stepping closer.
"Excuse me, Mr. Leon. I have no intention of escalating things," Arthur said calmly, meeting Leon’s glare.
"You—"
"I’m only acting to protect you, Mr. Leon. Several reports are starting to question the circumstances of Mrs. Athena’s accident. I’m sure the Mayor and your business partners have also heard the rumors. Therefore...."
"You’re using this as an excuse to defend her? Tch! I don’t trust this thug!" Crystal cut in, making the tension in the room unbearable.
"If you don’t believe me, you can check the news for yourself, Mr. Leon. I wouldn’t dare fabricate anything."
Leon fell silent, grabbing the smartphone in front of him with a scoff before reading the latest reports.
"By allowing Mrs. Athena to participate in the project, public opinion will surely shift, Mr. Leon. If she fails to contribute, wouldn’t it make it easier for you to take over everything?" Arthur continued, making Leon glance back at his wife.
Returning the phone to the table, Leon turned and walked away, signaling Crystal to follow him out of the living room. Once they left, Edward leaned toward Arthur, whispering a threatening warning.
"I’ll be keeping an eye on you!"
Arthur responded with a faint, enigmatic smile before approaching Athena. Supporting her frail, trembling figure.
"Let me escort you to your room, Mrs. Athena."
Silent, Athena fought to stop her tears, struggling to stay strong despite the pain. Once inside her small room, she looked deep into Arthur’s gray eyes.
"Who are you, Arthur? What do you want? You don’t seem like a bodyguard or a thug. The way you moved and spoke earlier—"
"You’ll know in time, Mrs. Athena. And as for what I want—what do you think is the most precious thing in the world?" Arthur asked softly, brushing a red stain from her delicate face.
"I believe the most precious thing in the world is true love, but Leon...."
"I want that too, Mrs. Athena. So stay strong, because what we seek isn’t easy to attain!"
"Reyna—""You think you can take him from me? After everything I’ve done? I won’t let you, bitch!"Reyna kept getting closer, forcing Arthur—who had only just realized her presence—to instinctively shield Athena behind him. His eyes widened, just as shocked as Athena. He never imagined that someone he had always treated like a sister would do something so dangerous to the woman he loved."You’re not a killer, Reyna. Put the gun down!" he said, trying to bring her back to her senses, even though he was still torn between belief and disbelief."I won’t let her take you away from me again!" Reyna just gave a faint smile before her gaze turned sharp again. "I can’t lose you! Not after everything I’ve done for you!""Reyna—""Stay out of this!" she screamed. Her face was twisted in hatred and desperation. "You kept ignoring me while I kept falling more in love with you, Arthur! And now she’s pregnant, you’re just going to go back to her like nothing ever happened?!""Reyna, please..." Arth
"Wh–what?"Athena froze. Reyna’s words rang through the hallway like a bullet to the chest. Her breath caught. Her legs trembled. Her heart? Of course, shattered.Athena stared at Arthur, hoping—no, praying—that he’d deny it. That he’d scream it was a lie. But all she saw was confusion. Horror and silence."You... you really did this?" she whispered, barely able to form the words. "How could you—""I didn’t know what happened, dear. I swear! I don’t remember anything. She just..." Arthur stepped forward, reaching for her, but she pulled away.Athena’s tears, the ones she had tried so desperately to hold back, finally poured down her cheeks in torrents. Her body trembled with grief. Reyna, witnessing her pain, sneered with cruelty. Folding her arms across her chest, she stepped closer, her gaze sharp and arrogant."Believe it or not, but your perfect Arthur and I are closer than you think!""Reyna, stop it!""What? I’m just telling her the truth," she replied without a hint of guilt. "
"Hey!"Feeling the gentle caress on his strong jawline, Arthur tried to open his eyes. Still overwhelmed by sleepiness, he reached for the slender waist of the woman who seemed to be resting against his chest—only for his eyes to suddenly narrow sharply as he realized who was actually with him."What the hell is this?!"His heart stopped in an instant. Arthur woke with a pounding head and a mouth dry as ash. He blinked blearily, only to see Reyna lying beside him beneath the sheets, smiling like a cat that had just devoured the canary."You were amazing last night," she said casually, brushing her fingers through her hair. "I didn’t think you had it in you. I like it!"Shaking his head, Arthur then changed his position. With no clothes clinging to his body and the body of the woman beside him, he had expected it. But he quickly tried to deny it. "I don't understand. What are you talking about? How did you get here? And where are we now?!""You don’t remember?" Reyna asked with a tilt
Hearing those words, Arthur shook his head as if denying a truth too painful to accept. He took a step forward, reaching out to grab the wrist of the woman standing before him, but Athena had already stepped back, her eyes silently pleading with him—don’t."We’re over, Arthur. I’m sorry I never got to say goodbye back then. I just… I couldn’t bear to see you hurting and—""And falling apart!" Arthur cut her off sharply, running a hand over his face, overwhelmed. "Goodbye or not, I still felt it! Every inch of it! Don’t you see that?""I’m sorry. I just…""Why?" His voice cracked, raw with pain, as she struggled to find her words. "Why him? Why choose him over me? Hasn’t he done enough? Hasn’t he already broken you, made your life hell, and—""Enough! Please!"Arthur shook his head again, this time more desperately. His eyes locked onto the woman in front of him, her body trembling as she sobbed—just like him, if not even more heartbreakingly.How did it come to this? What made her giv
Throughout the ride, Arthur couldn’t shake his assistant’s words from his mind. Every part of them rang true. No matter how much time passed, Leon, Crystal, and Caroline would never let him or Athena live their lives in peace. They would never be satisfied, not even now when he and the woman he loved were already suffering under the weight of their cruelty.If they truly had joined forces to weave this trap around him, especially with Reyna relentlessly working to tear him away from Athena, he genuinely didn’t know what else he could do. If Athena were still by his side, none of this would feel so overwhelming. He wouldn’t be lost like this, drifting without direction, weak and broken, like a man abandoned for days in a barren, merciless desert."Sir... it seems your persistence has finally paid off."His assistant’s voice pulled him back from the chaos in his mind. Arthur snapped his gaze forward, eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of a woman stepping out of a taxi. Her face was h
"Mr. James! Did you just meet with Mrs. Athena inside? Has she returned? What’s your response to the rumors claiming that Mrs. Athena intentionally dropped her charges against Mr. Leon to reunite with her ex-husband?""Yes, Mr. James! As the person closest to her these past few months, surely you have something to say. Is the news true? Please, Mr. James, we've been struggling to reach her!""Yes, is your visit today connected to all this? Are you planning to cut ties and cancel your company's collaborations with hers out of disappointment? Rumor has it you only pursued the partnership to get close to her. Do you now feel betrayed, Mr. James? Played for a fool?"The flood of questions rained down without pause, each word sharpened by the blinding flash of camera lights. Stepping out of the Athena family’s corporate building, Arthur James hadn't anticipated the swarm of reporters that awaited him, hungry for a headline.Who had tipped them off? And how had the rumors spiraled so viciou
"Sorry..."Not far from the city's chaos, in a modest apartment tucked inside a quiet complex, Athena sat curled in a chair by the window.She had rented the place under a false name, using forged documents—anything to disappear. She knew Arthur would look for her, and that was exactly why she had to vanish. It was the only way to protect both him and Reyna from more pain."I'm sorry, prince. I'm so sorry," she whispered again, though the words barely reached her ears anymore.Tears welled as she hugged her knees to her chest, forehead pressed to the cool glass. The world outside carried on—cars passing, voices rising—but none of it touched her.The ache wasn’t just emotional anymore. It lived in her body now—tight in her chest, heavy in her limbs. Across the street, a couple walked hand in hand. The man leaned in to adjust the woman’s scarf, s
The rain didn’t fall that night, but the sky remained gray as if it understood that someone was lost in the deafening silence.In the room that once echoed with laughter, Arthur sat alone. The chandelier's dim light reflected dully in his lifeless brown eyes. His fingers gripped his phone tightly, as though he were holding on to the last pieces of hope, now almost completely shattered.Athena’s name was still displayed on the screen. And just like so many times before, there was no answer. He took a deep breath, trying to push down the tightness in his chest while replaying every memory he had of her."Ah, that tickles! Let me go!"That voice still sounded so soft in his ears—the way she giggled as he kept kissing her neck. The echo of her laughter was something he could never forget. Her gaze and her smile always warmed his heart, as if he could still feel them now."Where are you now?" he murmured, barely audible. "Why did you have to leave without a word? Didn’t you say you loved s
"Baby...."When Arthur opened his eyes the next morning, the first thing he reached for was her—soft skin, steady breath, that familiar warmth he’d grown addicted to. But his hand touched only the cool, empty sheet beside him. Frowning, he sat up, blinking through the haze of sleep."Baby?" he called out softly, expecting her to answer from the bathroom.Silence.He waited a few seconds, listening. Still nothing. Throwing back the covers, Arthur climbed out of bed and padded to the bathroom door knocking lightly."Baby? You in there?"No answer.A chill crawled up his spine as he slowly pushed the door open. Empty. Pristine. The room smelled faintly of her perfume, but there was no trace of her presence. No running water. No voice calling back.He turned around, eyes scanning the bedroom again. Her clothes