LOGIN“What are you doing? Why would you give Vincent funding for his company?” Isabella snapped. Apparently, even his mother didn’t agree with Zayne’s decision. It might benefit the company—but definitely not Vincent.“Zayne, you’re being too naive!” Isabella’s voice rose. “Vincent isn’t someone you can save. He’ll drag you down with him.” She reached out, gently stroking the back of Zayne’s hand. “You don’t know what he’s really like,” she added.Elmy lowered her gaze, staring at the cold hospital tiles beneath her feet, but her mind was anything but quiet. Something about those words felt off—and she knew it. Still, she didn’t interrupt. She just kept listening.“If you don’t mind, you should cancel that partnership before you regret it,” Isabella advised.Zayne let out a long sigh. “Isabella, I understand how you feel. But… Vincent is still my father-in-law. It’s only right that I help him right now, regardless of what happened before.”“I’
“Mr. Zayne, your condition isn’t stable yet, so please don’t move around too much.”The nurse scolded him, pointing at the IV line that had started bleeding again. She let out an annoyed sigh as she checked his condition once more.“If you keep this up, I’m sure the doctor won’t allow you to go home anytime soon,” she added.Elmy, who was standing not far from the bed, held back a smile at the sight of Zayne’s sour expression as he got lectured by the young nurse. He scoffed but still nodded in agreement.“Well then, I’ll excuse myself,” the nurse said before leaving.“You hear that? You’re acting like you’re already fine, when you’re clearly not,” Elmy sneered, pulling the blanket up to Zayne’s chest. The phone on the bedside table rang, the screen showing a call from Gion.Elmy picked it up and answered. To let Zayne stay lying down, she turned on the speaker and let them talk.“You okay?”“It’s been two days, and you’re only calling me now?” Zayne asked bluntly. “Looks like you’ve
“We’ll do our best to find the culprit. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Zayne. Good night, and sorry for taking your time,” the officer said, wrapping up the questioning.Zayne let out a quiet sigh of relief as he leaned his head back against the pillow. His gaze shifted to his wife, who sat stiffly on the sofa. She hadn’t said a single word the whole time.Honestly, Zayne was curious about what Elmy was hiding. The way she subtly avoided him was obvious, no matter how much she tried to deny it.He could feel that something was off with her. He just didn’t know what it was. Still, Zayne didn’t push her to confess.After the police left, Zayne patted the bed, asking Elmy to lie down beside him.“No. You’re sick. It wouldn’t be right for me to invade your bed.”“I think we need to talk, don’t we?” Zayne said. She froze. Again. The same reaction she had when Zayne told the police that things weren’t going well between him and his father-in-law.A flicker of suspicion rose in him. Thi
“Where did you go?” Zayne immediately grabbed Elmy’s hand and kissed the back of it. His lips lingered there for a while before moving to kiss her palm. “I was looking for you, but Isabella said you left.”Elmy watched his affectionate behavior. It was so different from how he was when he was with Mr. Tiano, who had just left the room.Zayne rubbed his cheek against her palm. His eyes sparkled, and a smile never left his lips.“Zayne…”“Hmm?”“You…” Elmy paused. The storm in her chest roared so loudly she wasn’t even sure she could say this. “…have they found who did it yet?”Zayne shook his head. “Not yet. The staff who gave the details couldn’t describe the person. Said they were wearing a mask.”So they still didn’t know? For some reason, Elmy felt relieved. But at the same time, she felt guilty toward Zayne for what had happened to him.“Who do you think did this, Zayne?”He went quiet for a split second. His gaze locked onto her face—so serious that Elmy felt like he was analyzin
“Where are you going?” Isabella asked.“I need to head out for a bit, Mom. If Zayne wakes up, please let me know,” Elmy said as she grabbed her car keys from the nightstand. Isabella let out a long sigh and simply let her go.Behind the wheel, Elmy’s emotions churned violently. Truthfully, she wasn’t sure yet whether Vincent was behind all of this. But considering everything that had happened between them, wasn’t he the most likely to do something this cruel?Her grip tightened around the steering wheel. With firm resolve, she started the engine and drove through the quiet streets toward the Jordyn residence. When she arrived, the staff greeted her, including Dean.“Where’s my dad?”“In his study,” Dean replied with a grim expression. “But you shouldn’t go in right now. They’re… in the middle of something. I don’t want you to be shocked.”“I’ve already seen what goes on between them, Dean,” Elmy replied, brushing past him. Dean didn’t stop her, nor did he try.Step by step, she climbe
“Zayne’s been taken to the hospital,” Mr. Tiano said over the phone.Elmy didn’t react right away. For a split second, her brain refused to process the words—until the glass slipped from her hand.It shattered on the floor.Her world seemed to stop. Even her heartbeat.The sound of breaking glass made Gianna and Isabella, who had been cooking together in the kitchen, turn around. Elmy stood frozen.So her gut feeling had been right. Something had happened to Zayne.The shards scattered across the floor. Some cut into her feet, but she didn’t care. She quickly got up from her chair. Her head was filled with alarms. The image of Zayne being stabbed by Ray flashed back into her mind.A loud ringing echoed in her ears, like a warning.Without saying a word, Elmy rushed out. But—“Where are you going? Oh my God, Elmy, your foot is bleeding,” Isabella scolded. She grabbed Elmy’s arm, forcing her to stop for a moment. “What’s wrong with you, huh? You’re hurt—why aren’t you taking care of you
The luxurious house meant nothing anymore. Silent. There was no longer Marietta, sipping wine late at night in the living room. No longer her figure reading the morning paper at the dining table during breakfast. No more scolding. No more hugs and kisses. No more of the people he loved.Now, he was
“Whoever made that agreement is the one responsible for Marietta’s death.” Sam’s words kept echoing in Elmy’s mind. His voice, the mocking look on his face—everything made her chest tighten.Before the funeral was even over, she ordered an Uber and left without telling Zayne. Seeing his
“Sir, I got a call from Gianna.” Anderson glanced at Elmy, who was sitting beside Zayne. He looked a little flustered, but quickly turned back to Zayne with a panicked expression.“Zayne, Gianna called me too,” Elmy said from beside him.“Sir, Mrs. Marietta has been admitted to
“Mom, I can’t take you all the way home. I still have something to take care of,” Zayne said, leaning down to kiss his mother on the cheek.Marietta didn’t seem bothered at all. She nodded and patted Zayne’s shoulder.“That’s fine.” Before getting into the car, she paused and turned back to him. “A







