Patrick's words were like a poisonous arrow that shot straight into her heart.
She felt a pain she had never felt before. Gloria subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to cover her chest. Her hand went up into the air, but it dropped again to her thigh. She managed to stay rational. "Mr. Hammond, you're right. My life is worthless." He was the one who said that her life was worthless and that she should go to hell. However, when she repeated his words, Patrick felt a sudden irritation for no reason. Patrick shouted roughly, "Follow me!" He turned around and left. Gloria followed him in silence. Patrick walked fast. Gloria tried her best to keep up with him. Gloria felt as if her bones were cracking and the pain was unbearable. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but as her body was wet from head to toe, it was impossible to tell whether it was sweat or water, although she was drenched in a cold sweat. PatricLuana snapped back to reality, looked up at Dorian, and stared at him without a word.Dorian bent down, half-squatting in front of her, and glanced at her indifferently."Let me warn you, it's fine to play with Cline, but don't get serious. He's not your true love."Luana sensed there was more to his words, as if he was hinting at something.But she didn't bother to ask. Dorian wouldn't tell her anyway.Dorian didn't plan to say more. After a brief reminder, he stood up and left.Watching the luxury car speed away, Luana felt a heavy sense of relief.She knew Dorian would come back, but for now, she had a brief taste of freedom.But as soon as she thought of the three billion dollars, her body tensed again.Squatting there, lost in thought, she received a call from Clarissa, asking why she hadn't arrived yet.Luana shook off her jumbled thoughts, replied, "I'm on my way," and drove to Clarissa's villa.Clar
Dorian had planned to return to the UK regardless of the agreement. If she refused to sign, he would leave anyway. Why should she bother signing?Dorian appeared indifferent. "Suit yourself. It's not my business if it's someone else's child."His implication was clear—if she didn't sign, he wouldn't leave and would continue to restrict her freedom.Her resolve wavered. "Are you sure you won't make me do anything conscience-shocking?"Dorian's patience seemed to wear thin. "I enjoy doing conscience-shocking things. Feel free to join in if you like."Luana's face paled. She felt Dorian was too unstable. Staying with him might lead to her demise.After a moment of hesitation, she picked up the pen and signed Dorothy's name at the end of the document.Dorian shook his head. "Sign your own name."Luana was puzzled. "Since I'm acting as Dorothy, of course, I should sign her name."Dorian snorted. "Cline could help you re
That night, he held her in his arms as they lay on the sofa, doing nothing but falling asleep like a couple.The next morning, he woke up and maintained the same pose, reluctant to let her go.Recalling these moments, Luana suddenly sensed his love.But for her now, it was all too late.She put away her memories, intending to call Clarissa.Before she could dial, George called. "Miss Hammond, haven't you taken your medicine?"Luana sighed, "Dorian didn't give me the medicine for fear I'd run away."George fell silent for a few seconds, then said through gritted teeth, "I'll deal with him."Luana wanted to ask if the medicine was available domestically, but George hung up before she could.Immediately after, Clarissa called. "Luana, why was your phone off?"Last night, after leaving the nightclub in the early hours, Clarissa had seen Luana's missed call and tried to return it, only to find it off.Worried, s
Dorian cast a faint glance at Luana as she felt her way to lift the quilt. Only then did he turn and leave the bedroom.The next day, upon waking, Luana opened her eyes and, after confirming the color of the ceiling above, breathed a sigh of relief.Thankfully, her temporary blindness had subsided; otherwise, she would be forever shrouded in darkness.After getting out of bed and freshening up, she picked up her smashed phone and pressed the power button. It wouldn't turn on.She had thought only the screen was broken, but apparently, the phone was completely damaged.Recalling that her old phone supported dual SIM cards, she quickly retrieved the sealed bag, took out the phone, and inserted the new SIM card.Once the card was in place, she powered on the device and opened her messages.A flood of texts poured in.There were annual condolences from her colleague Sabrina.Others wished her peace in the afterlife, free fro
Luana fell to the ground, her pale face etched with fear and wariness.Dorian crouched down, illuminating her eyes with his phone light. Seeing no reaction, he understood."Dr. George said your eyes still have complications. You must protect them—no crying, no overexertion. Yet you never listen."He extended his slender hand to her and said indifferently, "Let's go. I'll take you home."Hearing the word "home," Luana found it bitterly ironic. "That's your home, not mine."She had no home, never had one. She thought finding her sister would mean finding a home, but this man who claimed to be her sister's man had locked her in a car, nearly suffocating her to death, for coming home late. How could she go back with him?"You bought that house for my sister. It's hers and mine," Dorian said nonchalantly.The bitterness in Luana's smile deepened. "My sister ended her life to escape you. Clearly, she didn't love you. The house and car
After what felt like an eternity, Dorian approached and rolled down the passenger window. He leaned in, looking at Luana, whose face had turned pale from oxygen deprivation. "Still not returning home on time?" he asked.The cold air from outside offered Luana a momentary respite from the suffocating heat.She pressed against the window, gasping for air. Once the suffocating feeling subsided, she lifted her reddened eyes and glared at Dorian coldly, without uttering a word.Dorian was momentarily taken aback by her gaze—it was the same look Dorothy had given him whenever she was hurt, filled with unspoken sorrow.The memory of Dorothy sent a pang through Dorian's heart. He averted his eyes and stepped back, opening the door to release her.Luana, clutching her rapidly pounding chest due to the lack of oxygen, stepped out of the car with a cold expression.Dorian expected her to follow him back to the villa, but instead, she turned and r