Clarissa hoped that Luana would find someone who truly cared for her, and then she would be at ease.
"Yeah, there will definitely be someone in the future," Luana replied, masking the sadness that flickered in her eyes with a nod, pretending everything was fine.
In reality, there was no future for her.
Albert quickly finished cooking and called them to help bring the dishes to the table. They turned off the TV and stood up.
After the three of them finished dinner, Clarissa went to the bathroom, while Albert walked to the kitchen and answered a phone call.
Luana was packing up the leftover food on the table, intending to put it in the fridge, when she heard Albert's voice just before she pushed open the kitchen door.
"Honey, wait for me for another half month. I'll go back once I've sorted things out. It's too risky to go too often..."
The kitchen door had decent soundproofing, so only this sentence was faintly audible, and the rest wa
Hearing Calvert's crisp and pleasant voice, Luana forced her eyes open."Mr. Coburn, what's the matter?" she asked."Are you feeling any better?" Calvert inquired.Luana gave a soft "Mm," as a response.Seeing her cold demeanor, Calvert felt a pang of disappointment, but he quickly adjusted his mood."Miss Hammond, Coburn Group is hosting a celebration tonight. Would you do me the honor of being my date?" he asked.Luana was taken aback and immediately refused without thinking. "I don't want to go," she said flatly.Calvert didn't seem upset by her rejection and continued in a gentle tone, "Just come as a favor to me, okay?""Why do you need me when you have Stanley to look after you?" Luana replied indifferently.Calvert explained, "Stanley made a minor mistake, and I sent him back to Washington."Luana had thought Calvert would head back to Washington after the bidding. She was surprised to learn not only that h
Luana felt a bit out of place. After all, this was Calvert's company. Attending the celebration in this capacity made her felt rather awkward.Calvert sensed her discomfort and whispered in her ear, "You've been working on this project with me for a while. It's natural for you to be here as my date. You've earned it."After hearing his words, Luana slightly turned her head, creating a bit of distance between them.This subtle movement didn't go unnoticed by Calvert, who found it somewhat jarring.However, he didn't show it. After guiding her to the main table, he called over a waiter and ordered a glass of milk for her."Drink this," he said.He handed it to Luana.This gesture was a habit he had developed over time, just like Clarissa.They always gave Luana the food before eating.Albion, in particular, had always prioritized her needs, ensuring she ate first no matter the situation.Back when they were poor and
Luana sensed something was wrong and quickly turned around, bypassing several three-dimensional mirrors that blocked her view. She saw Travis sitting in a wheelchair.Travis, dressed in a patient's gown and wearing a mask, had his hands dangling over the armrests of the wheelchair. His eyes, filled with malice, were fixed on her.The moment Luana saw Travis, her heart seemed to stop beating. She was instantly overwhelmed by fear and tension."Mr. Elan..." she stammered, her face pale and her voice trembling.Seeing her so frightened, Travis tilted his head slightly and said, "Miss Hammond, long time no see."Luana's entire body was shaking, but she tried to compose herself and asked, "Mr. Elan, what brings you to the ladies' room?"Travis smiled, his eyes narrowing slightly as he said, "Nothing much, just wanted to thank you."With that, he removed his mask, revealing a mouth stitched with more than a dozen stitches.The dense
She clenched her fists tightly, still gritting her teeth in denial. "That masked man, who dared to go against Mr. Elan, must have a lot of power. Someone of my background, how could I possibly get in touch with someone so powerful..."Travis still had a sinister smile on his face. "You're still as good at making excuses as you used to be. You almost had me believing you again, but this time..."He paused for a moment, and his eyes, filled with sinister anger, suddenly blazed with ferocity."I will never let you go!"With that, he kicked Luana fiercely, sending her sprawling to the ground.Before she could react, one of the bodyguards struck her back with an iron rod.The pain from the blow shot through her back, making her break out in a cold sweat instantly..."Bitch! It's one thing that you teamed up with Bert from the Moriarty Group to screw me over, but you also sent someone to harm me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?!"His
The person who burst in was Calvert, dressed in a black suit...The moment Luana saw him, she felt as if she had seen Albion from the past.Back then, when she was bullied and locked in the restroom by her classmates, it was also him who had rushed in to save her."Albion..."The name she blurted out instinctively caused Calvert's heart to jolt painfully. The pain spread throughout his entire body.Without a second thought, he rushed over, kicked the security guards out of the way, and took off his coat to cover Luana."Luana, don't be afraid..."He picked her up and held her tightly in his arms, whispering words of comfort.It was something he said without thinking, but it left Luana stunned.She suddenly couldn't tell whether the person who had come to her rescue was Calvert or Albion."Mr. Coburn..."Travis, sitting in his wheelchair, tilted his head and greeted Calvert casually, as if he wasn't afraid o
"Okay."Calvert nodded at her. As he carried her through the banquet hall, several bodyguards spotted them and quickly surrounded them.These bodyguards, seeing how severely Calvert was injured, were all filled with guilt for not protecting him properly and were apologizing to him one after another.But Calvert didn't care at all. He instructed the bodyguards to take Travis to the police station and then quickly headed towards the hotel lobby.Luana wasn't wearing any clothes, but fortunately, Calvert's coat was large enough to cover her petite body.However, she still felt very uncomfortable, worried that people coming in and out of the hotel would see her, so she buried her head deep into Calvert's chest.As she nestled in his arms, a group of about twenty bodyguards suddenly entered the hotel entrance, blocking their way.Calvert abruptly stopped and looked towards the entrance, where a man got out of a stretch Lincoln.The
"Cline!"Calvert's face turned ashen with rage as he saw Cline treat Luana so roughly.He didn't care about Cline's status anymore and lunged at him, aiming to throw a punch.The group of bodyguards that Cline had brought in had turned away when Luana's clothes had slipped off earlier.Now, sensing Calvert's hostility, they quickly turned back and stepped forward to hold him back.No matter how strong Calvert was, he couldn't match twenty-plus professional bodyguards.Soon, he was pinned to the ground, immobilized.Russell stepped forward, patted Calvert on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Mr. Coburn, my boss needs to settle some personal scores. Please wait to the side."Though Russell's tone was polite, his actions were anything but gentle.Whether Calvert liked it or not, the bodyguards dragged him away.Seeing this, Luana quickly said to Cline, "Mr. Moriarty, I'll go with you. Please don't hurt him."
When Cline saw Runa, he quickly closed the car door, preventing her from seeing the woman inside.She could only peer through the thick tinted windows, staring coldly at the woman in the passenger seat. "Cline, who is she?" she demanded.Cline had already proposed to her and even set a wedding date. Yet here he was, holding another woman.What's more, Cline was known for his aversion to intimacy with women due to his mental disorder. How could he be the one to initiate such an embrace?Runa's face was a mix of disbelief and anger. "Cline, why won't you speak?" she shouted.Ignoring her, Cline walked around the front of the car, got into the driver's seat, and closed the door without a word.Runa watched as the stretch Lincoln sped away, her usually gentle expression now cold and frosty.She took out her phone and made a call. "Find out immediately who the woman who accompanied Cline to the Beverly Hills Hotel today was!"Luana,
"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
She couldn't believe it. Even with the news reports and Clarissa's own words, she still refused to accept it.Albion, the gentle and considerate young man who had cherished her, how could he have taken his own life in such a tragic way? It was impossible.Luana shook her head in disbelief. "No, he wouldn't do this..."Clarissa stepped forward and embraced Luana. She felt Luana's body growing cold, and her heart ached."Luana, I don't want to believe it either, but..."Clarissa's words trailed off, tears streaming down her face.Three years ago, fearing Albion might do something rash, she had followed him to the cemetery.There, she found no sign of Albion, only bloodstains on the tombstone.Her unease grew as she searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found.The next day, the news reported that Coburn Group's CEO, Calvert, had committed suicide at the cemetery.Only then did she realize Albion had truly done s