Derrick had always been gentle and polite to others, but now he was screaming as if he had gone crazy.
He was in agony, yet he laughed aloud. "Patrick, that's ridiculous. What makes you think you can ask me to do something you can't do?" Derrick looked at Patrick and said, "I will never admit that I would fall in love with such a woman!" Patrick ignored Derrick's insanity. He looked at Derrick and said, "In that case, stay away from her. You might be right, but I will use my way to express those words that I can't say." Derrick looked at Patrick like he was looking at a fool. Derrick laughed and said, "Patrick, you are so ridiculous. I'll be watching you and seeing what you will do. As for Gloria, I have already given up on her. I won't be anywhere near her again." Patrick turned around and left. "I hope you will keep your word." Ignoring the shards of glass all over the ground, Derrick raised his hand and pressed his chest. Only th"First, take a shower yourself and go to sleep. Second, I will help you wash and share the bed with you. If you refuse to choose the first one, then I think you are choosing the second. You stay awake till such a late hour. I think you must be waiting for me and showing your affection for me. In that case, just tell me directly. I will satisfy you." Patrick looked at Gloria and said slowly. At first, Gloria was in a daze. When she came back to her senses, her ears turned red. She suddenly looked up and shouted in a hoarse voice, "I'll take a shower!" After that, Gloria walked into the bathroom under Patrick's complacent gaze. Hot water came out of the shower head and fell on Gloria's body. She closed her eyes and fell into a whirl of thoughts. Right now, she had no idea what her future would be. Giving up everything was an easy option. She didn't have a pack. Her wolf was gone. Her family rejected her. It was an easier way if she si
"Didn't I tell you? There's a glass wall in the bathroom. You can't see the inside from the outside. But you can see the outside from the inside." Patrick asked. "Why didn't I see it?" Gloria asked subconsciously. "Why didn't you see it?" He chuckled and said, "Maybe because the window blinds are usually down. However, I just rolled them up." As he spoke, he returned to the bathroom and turned off the tap. Then, he raised the swipe card in his hand and asked, "Are you looking for this?" When Gloria saw the swipe card, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably. It turned out that he already knew what was on her mind. Patrick's forehead was wet. Water dripped down the tip of his hair. He walked toward Gloria. There was no way to retreat. She swallowed subconsciously. "Mr. Hammond, I'm sorry!" An imperceptible light flashed in Gloria's eyes. She bent her knees and knelt to Patrick as she spoke. Patrick reached out a hand to hold Glo
Gloria stubbornly stood in place and did not move. "Gloria, pick it up," Patrick said for the second time. His deep eyes were aggressive. Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Gloria's forehead, but she still said, "I am an employee of Fittro Club. I work in the Public Relations Department of Fittro Club. I'm not an employee of the Hammond Group." Patrick walked toward Gloria. Gloria wanted to retreat, but she just couldn't move. Patrick stood in front of her and glanced at her. Then, under her gaze, he bent down. He picked up the suit on the ground and handed it back to Gloria. "Gloria, for what you've lost, I'll help you get them back." He looked at Gloria and said, "Go change your clothes." Gloria did not understand what Patrick meant, but she could only obey Patrick since he insisted on it. Soon, Gloria changed her clothes and followed Patrick into the car. Soon, Patrick's black car stopped in front of the building of th
Patrick noticed that Gloria was reluctant to let him in. However, he chose to ignore her feelings and walked straight in. "Mr. Hammond, wait a moment. I'll go get some water for you." Gloria lowered her head and walked towards the kitchen. However, just as she took a step, her arm was grabbed. "No need. Pack your things and come with me." Patrick said straightforwardly. "What?" Gloria looked at Patrick doubtfully. Patrick smiled and said, "You didn't hear it wrong. I asked you to pack your luggage and come with me. You are not staying here anymore." "Then where will I live?" Gloria asked subconsciously. "Stay with me," Patrick replied. Gloria thought something was wrong with her ears. She said carefully, "Mr. Hammond, I think this place is pretty good." Patrick didn't say anything. He checked his watch. "I'll give you fifteen minutes to pack your things, and then we'll leave here." After he said this, he glanced at her
After stepping out of the room, Gloria woke up from her trance and struggled. She said, "I won't go, Mr. Hammond. I won't go. Can I live alone? I prefer to live alone. I beg you. I don't want to move there." She refused to leave, but she was too weak to cut herself loose. It was no use begging for mercy, and she scolded angrily, "Patrick! You are so overbearing. You are breaking into my home! It is kidnapping!" Before she could finish her sentence, a phone was handed to her. Patrick said, "Take it and call the police." Gloria had used all her tricks. He was not angry even if she begged for mercy or scolded him. Patrick was terrifyingly rational! "What exactly do you want?" Gloria asked dejectedly. Her hoarse voice was no longer as humble as when she was begging for mercy. It didn't even sound as mad as she cursed just now. There was simply despair. "Patrick, I'm so tired. Please." She was exhausted and desperate. It was as if she wa
"There are books there. You can read them if you want. I'm going to a meeting," Patrick said. Gloria was stunned as Patrick turned around and walked out of the office, leaving her here alone. Looking around, the decoration here was no different from three years ago. It was his usual style. Gloria was arranged to sleep in Patrick's bedroom for two nights. However, she had not slept for two nights. She sat down on the sofa and soon could not resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the sofa. About an hour later, the door opened silently. Patrick stood at the door and was surprised to see that Gloria had fallen asleep on the sofa. Then, he walked to the sofa and looked at the woman in front of him for a long time. It seemed that the temperature in the office was relatively low. Gloria, who was on the sofa, was not sleeping soundly and slowly curled up. He took off his suit jacket and covered her with it. When he got close to Gloria, he
Patrick stood up and walked towards Gloria. He raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "Let's go. It's time for lunch. Let's go downstairs to eat." Gloria thought that she might go through the torture of being stared at by the crowd this morning, so she didn't want to leave this office. She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I'm not hungry." Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm hungry." "I don't want to eat. I'm not feeling well and have no appetite. I won't have lunch." Gloria said again. Patrick knew that it was her excuse. He said calmly, "You don't feel well. Alright, I'll take you to the werewolf hospital of Black Thorn Pack." Then, he took out his phone and made a call. "Sean, are you in the werewolf hospital now?" Gloria, who was on the sofa, suddenly reached out and pulled his sleeve. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that the call would make her so anxious. Caught off
Moonlight Group was founded by the old Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack, but the actual operator was Gloria. On the day of Gloria's 18th birthday, he signed the change of property rights himself, and from then on, Gloria, an 18-year-old girl, became the CEO of Moonlight Group, a huge company. With Gloria running the company, the profit generated by Moonlight Group could cover the half-year expenses of the Silver Spring Pack. When the old Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack, Gloria's grandfather, was still alive, he favored Gloria especially. Even Harry, his grandson, couldn't be compared with her. Gloria had been nurtured by the old Alpha since she was a child, and Harry did not get to have such treatment. Because of this, back then, Gloria was known as the confident and flamboyant Miss Carter. In terms of packs, she-wolves' marriages tended not to be valued, including Alphas' daughters. The best thing that could happen to an Alpha's daughter w
Luana fought with all her might, her slender hands clawing at Cline's arms.Her nails bit through his skin, drawing blood, yet he held on relentlessly."Cline!" Luana roared in fury, finally dropping her Dorothy act and staring him down as Luana.Hearing his name from her lips, Cline's eyes reddened further. "You finally admit it..."Luana sneered. "So what if I do?"Cline froze, his bloodshot eyes slowly meeting hers.Her face was an icy mask, devoid of emotion, filled only with contempt.This cold Luana left him at a loss.As he opened his mouth to speak, Luana turned her head, her calm eyes reflecting Cline's pale face."Did you really mean it when you said you loved me?""Yes..." Cline's heart leaped at the chance to connect, and he nodded eagerly, about to confess a decade-old truth.But Luana cut him off, her voice ice-cold, "If you loved me, why wouldn't you wait until our contract ended before break
"Does it hurt?" Luana silently asked herself.Once, she had known pain—excruciating, soul-crushing agony that had left her curled on a cold floor, voiceless and desperate.It had been a pain that stripped away all hope in this man before her, eroding her very will to live. It had been so severe that even in her final moments, when she'd longed for a glimpse of him, he'd refused even a phone call.That pain was no mere physical wound. It was a despair that seeped into her very being.It was after enduring such torment that she had finally seen Cline for what he truly was—a man utterly ruthless toward her.Yet now, here he was, holding her and asking if she hurt. The irony was bitter, almost laughable.With a cold, expressionless face, she said, "The five minutes are up. Let me go."But Cline, who had finally held the person he'd obsessed over, had no intention of releasing her so easily.He held her tight and said, "
Cline held tight to her arm, as if he'd never let go unless Luana gave him a chance to speak.Luana, brows furrowed, sighed and relented, "Five minutes, right here."Cline's cold gaze shifted to Dorian, who shot him a glare before turning to Luana."Five minutes, then home," Dorian warned.Luana nodded meekly, "Okay."Only after Dorian strode into the villa did Luana turn to Cline, her voice cool and impatient."Well?"In Dorian's presence, Luana had been the picture of obedience, just as she used to be with him.Now, though, Cline saw a change in her—calm, distant, and edged with impatience.This new version of Luana only deepened the ache in his chest.He longed to reach out, to brush his fingers against her face, but as his hand rose, she flinched violently, stepping back as if struck.Luana stared at Cline's right hand, her pupils suddenly clouded with fear, as if the ghosts of past trauma had res
Luana nodded in agreement and turned toward the stairs.But after just two steps, she froze, her fingers brushing the banister.Slowly, she turned back, her voice hesitant. "Clarissa, I came back as Dorothy... What about Gehrmann?"Clarissa had guessed that Luana had returned as her sister Dorothy the moment she heard Dorian call her by that name.Clarissa's smile was warm, reassuring. "I won't say a word to him or Cline. Your secret's safe."Relief flickered in Luana's eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, the word soft as a feather.As Luana walked away, Clarissa watched her retreating figure, worry knotting her brow."Is this luck or a curse?" she thought, "Leaving Cline only to be trapped by Dorian."At the car, Luana opened the passenger door and slid in."Home at ten seems early," she ventured, her tone tentative.Dorian glanced over, his indifference palpable. "Make it eight, then."Luana's lips twitched
Clarissa watched Luana's fingers tighten around the phone until her knuckles whitened. "When I first saw those messages flooding in, I tried luring him out myself—posed as you, planned to bring the cops. But instead of catching a creep, I got..."She trailed off, the memory of the man in the café still prickling her nerves.A man as cold and heartless as Cline—why would he cling to memories of Luana like this?"Anyway," she shrugged, "he never showed. Guess some ghosts stay buried."Luana's voice was a whisper. "These things... they should've been my fight. Not yours."Clarissa cut her off, "If it were me in this mess, you'd do the same. So quit with the thanks already."Luana nodded meekly, her lashes drooping as she glanced back at the phone screen.The mystery gnawed at her—Mr. Night's messages reeked of obsession, yet he hid in plain sight. Why?She couldn't fathom it, and frankly, didn't care
"I had no choice but to pull a dumb move—I seduced Gehrmann and took Naomi's spot as his bedwarmer," Clarissa said flatly, her voice echoing off the brick walls."I thought I could use him to get back at Cline. Turns out I was dumber than a bag of hammers—Gehrmann wouldn't lift a finger against Cline for any woman." She kicked at a pebble, watching it skitter into the shadows. "By the time I figured that out, he wouldn't let me walk away."Clarissa shifted her weight, catching Luana's profile in the dim light."But don't you worry, Luana. I ain't falling for Gehrmann's charm. This world's got exactly one good man left—Albion. And he's six feet under."So, I won't be that girl anymore—the one who pours her heart out for every little kindness, even when it's not worth it."Mentioning Albion again made Luana's eyes dim as if the light behind them had been switched off.She lowered her lashes, hiding the sorrow pooling th
Third Person's POVLuana tightly embraced Clarissa, hoping to alleviate her pain.Clarissa, however, patted her back with a smile and said, "It's alright. After finding out the truth, I was devastated for a while, but then I pulled myself together. I installed surveillance cameras and recorded every moment of their infidelity, which I sent to my lawyer."I won the lawsuit, but I couldn't get the house back. I could only recover the mortgage payments, the money I spent on him, and compensation for emotional distress..."However, what I didn't expect was that someone would expose Albert's bigamy online, ruining his reputation. His company fired him, and no other major firms would hire him. As far as I know, his current salary isn't even enough to cover the mortgage. Plus, his mother has cancer, which is why he keeps begging at my door."Clarissa's voice turned cold as she continued, "He thinks I'm still the naive woman I once was, that if he kneels a
Clarissa took a deep breath, opened the bedside table, and took out a marriage certificate, handing it to Luana."You two weren't entirely meant to miss each other. At least he kept his promise from when you were young and married you."Seeing the marriage certificate, Luana's eyes welled up.She reached out and slowly unfolded it...Name: LuanaName: AlbionBeside them was a composite photo of the two, dressed in white shirts, with a red background, their faces beaming with happiness.When Luana was eighteen, she had asked Albion, "When are you going to marry me?"Albion, engrossed in a book at the time, looked up and playfully tapped her nose with his pen, saying, "When I'm capable of giving you happiness."Luana pouted, dissatisfied, "But when will that be?"Albion held up his book and replied, "After I've mastered all this knowledge and become someone worthy, then I'll marry you."Luana rested her chin
Last time, it was her negligence that failed to keep Albion by her side. This time, she was determined to do everything in her power to protect Luana.Clarissa raised her hand and gently patted Luana's shoulder, hoping to offer some warmth.Time ticked by, and they remained in the same position until a man in a gray suit approached.Clarissa looked up at him, noticing his gaze fixed on Luana, and her tension grew.Before she could inquire about his identity, the man stepped forward and gently pushed Luana's head with his slender fingers."It's ten o'clock. It's time to go home..."Luana, recognizing Dorian's voice, didn't lift her head, her lifeless eyes fixed on the floor.Dorian frowned at her silence, then bent down slightly and spoke patiently, "Dorothy, come home with me."Luana raised her weary head and said, "I don't want to go home today..."She wanted to stay and support Clarissa, to quietly live for herself for