Had Zayne lost his mind? That was Marisol's first thought. She could not be blamed for thinking so.As the loyal right-hand man to the current head of the Muller family's main bloodline, Zayne had been sponsored, trained, and molded by the family since childhood. His allegiance was absolute, and his obedience was reserved solely for the head of the family.Even collateral branches of the Muller family had to speak politely and deferentially in his presence, utterly devoid of authority. His status placed him second only to one.Naturally, this also meant his power and influence far surpassed hers as the so-called "legitimate wife" of the Muller family.Lucian had treated her with icy indifference for seven years. Whenever she displeased him, he would simply order Zayne to deal with her.This man had never shown her courtesy. He had witnessed her at her most humiliated and vulnerable. Zayne had truly never acted like this before.To Marisol, his sudden "kindness" could only mean he
The bedroom remained unchanged since Marisol was last here. Some clothes she hadn't taken still hung in the walk-in closet. She headed to the bathroom after grabbing two sleepwear pieces at random.Standing before the bathroom mirror, she took off the alcohol-stained garments. Her skin, which was naturally pale with a delicate pink undertone, glowed like moonlit silk under the crystal chandelier's brilliance.But as she turned, that radiance dimmed. Her delicate flesh bruised easily, and now her back and right calf were mottled with ugly purplish patches.Marisol stared silently at her reflection. Her lips were pressed into a tight line. This was what Lucian had given her. She needed to remember and brand it into her memory.She showered quickly while gritting her teeth through the pain. The steam left her lightheaded, but she managed to change into breathable sleepwear. The room's heating system kept the chill at bay.On the nightstand sat an unopened ointment tube—likely brought
That night, Lucian rushed home after receiving the call.Wanda was comforting the frightened, crying Andre when Lucian strode through the door. Relieved, she immediately briefed him on Marisol's condition."Mr. Muller, the doctor has already examined Mrs. Muller. She fainted due to exhaustion-induced heart palpitations. She woke briefly to take medication before falling asleep again.""I see."Lucian's gaze shifted to Andre.The moment Lucian entered, the previously wailing boy fell silent. He hung his head guiltily to avoid his father's eyes."Come to the study with me," Lucian said calmly before heading upstairs."Mr. Andre..." Wanda fretted.Andre remained silent. He broke free from Wanda's grasp and quietly followed his father. His small face was streaked with tears.Lucian first stopped by the master bedroom on the second floor. Marisol lay quietly in bed. Her face was pale, and her brows were furrowed in restless sleep. He stood at the doorway and watched her for a momen
Andre refused to accept it! The mere thought of going to Great-grandpa's house, studying those dry, boring subjects, and getting hit with a paddle if he couldn't master them, made Andre shudder.No way! He absolutely could not go to his great-grandfather's house! Yet, he couldn't go to his grandparents' house either.If Great-grandpa were in charge of him, nobody else would step in to help him. His mother might try to help, but her words carried little weight."I need to think of a plan..."…After leaving the study, Lucian went to the master bedroom.He had just settled on the edge of the bed with his laptop and had been working for only a short while when a gentle knock sounded at the door. Opening it, he found Zayne outside.Lucian quietly closed the bedroom door behind him and asked, "What is it?""Mr. Muller, Ms. Sorensen just called. She said she couldn't reach you, so she called me instead."Lucian had muted his phone after entering the master bedroom and hadn't receive
Lucian and Andre's little quarrel occurred while Marisol remained unconscious and unaware. Nonetheless, her sleep was far from peaceful.In her hazy state, she dreamed of returning to her university days from years ago, when both she and Lucian were younger and full of youthful vitality. White daylight poured through the university stairwell.A young Lucian stood in fresh athletic wear under the brilliant sunshine. His entire being radiated a dazzling light while his innate nobility was impossible to conceal.He leaned down, and droplets of cold water from his recent shower hung from his short black hair. His fox-like eyes were clear and captivating as he questioned the shy, startled young woman standing at the bottom of the stairs.That was Marisol in her younger days."You like me? Just how much do you like me?"His voice carried a hint of youthful inexperience. It had a slightly raised intonation that was tinged with coolness, yet it set young Marisol's heart ablaze. That warm
Marisol simply wanted to cut through the confusion quickly and finalize the divorce to start her new life as soon as possible. Meanwhile, Lucian's gaze swept over Marisol's full, perfect figure before finally settling on the large bruises. The desire that had just kindled in his expression disappeared.He picked up the ointment from the bedside table and gently pulled her closer. He said softly, "Let me apply some medicine for you. Does it still hurt?"Marisol slapped away his outstretched hand and exposed his facade with a cold laugh. "In seven years, I've never seen you show tenderness toward me. What's the point of acting this way now?"She hadn't lost her memory. She remembered exactly how he had treated her these past seven years!Every incident was filled with disappointment. Her sincere feelings had been trampled daily over the years until not even a trace of them remained. And now he was pretending to be affectionate!Marisol's eyes were filled with impatience. They no lon
Early in the morning at the Sorensen residence, Nevaeh's family of three sat in the dining room having breakfast."Hasn't that child gotten up yet? Isn't he going to eat?" Darlene inquired with elegant poise as she enjoyed her breakfast. She addressed her equally graceful daughter beside her.She was referring to Andre. Last night, Lucian had arranged for his own child to be sent directly to their home. Though surprised, they accepted the situation quickly.This act of trust from Lucian was beneficial for them."Mom, don't worry about him," Nevaeh replied indifferently. "He stayed up all night playing games, so he won't be getting up early. When he wakes up, we can have the staff prepare food for him."Darlene reminded her, "You should still pay attention to him. Lucian only has this one child right now, so we can't be too careless.""I know."Nevaeh smiled, and her almond-shaped eyes glistened. "Andre adores me now, at least far more than he does his mother. He's still the nomi
"If I hadn't been abroad back then, I would never have given Marisol the opportunity to slip in! She stole my marriage prospects and made me the laughingstock of our circle for so long."Since my return, I've had no intention of letting her off easily. I'll make her return everything she took from me one by one. I'll shatter everything she values completely. I'll make her wish she were dead!"At this point, Nevaeh smiled sarcastically."She still couldn't capture Lucian's heart even after seven whole years. And that bastard child of hers runs away at the slightest enticement. That vile, lowly woman is simply a failure."Darlene stroked her daughter's beautiful, exquisite face. The smile on her face was gentle and kind."That's right. My Nev is hundreds, thousands of times more beautiful than that Marisol. You're also more capable. Dealing with her will be effortless.""Mom…" Nevaeh nuzzled against Darlene's hand, appearing affectionate and dependent.…Meanwhile, Marisol rested
With his hands on the steering wheel, Zayne froze for a moment before nodding in response.…"How are you doing, Marisol? Where's Lucian?" When Julius heard that Marisol was hospitalized, he immediately went to the hospital with bags of snacks and daily necessities.As soon as he entered the ward, he was met with Marisol's lonely figure on the hospital bed.Smiling, Marisol changed the topic. "Thank you for coming, but what's with the luggage?""I'm keeping you company," Julius said matter-of-factly.Marisol was stunned as warmth welled up in her heart. For some reason, she recalled what Julius had been saying about becoming her brother or son.She was surprised to find that he wasn't joking at all."My brother, huh…" Marisol instantly clenched her fists, which she had hidden under the blanket.Making his way to Marisol, Julius took out a bag of snacks as he complained, "I shouldn't have gotten discharged so soon. If not, we might've stayed in the same ward. We might've been w
It was just past noon when a Phantom pulled into the courtyard.Lucian got out of the car. His dignified black suit accentuated his figure, and he casually adjusted his silver cufflinks with his slender fingers before striding toward the study.Otto was writing in the study."Grandpa." Lucian greeted Otto as he approached the old man. Picking up the teapot from the heater, he poured out a cup of tea for Otto.Otto was so engrossed in his writing that he didn't even acknowledge Lucian. He didn't even touch the cup of hot tea on the desk. Only the sounds of a pen scratching against paper could be heard in the study.When Otto was done, he finally put down his pen and looked at Lucian. "What's the matter now? You won't even think of visiting me unless I call for you. Is that it?""Of course not." Lucian smiled politely. "I think of you all the time, Grandpa.""Spare me that nonsense." Otto gave Lucian a sideways glance. "I know you're thinking of some young lady all the time instea
The ruler was brought down thrice upon Andre's hand. His palm instantly turned red, and he was in so much pain that his eyes reddened. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he tried his best to hold them in.Otto once held a high rank in the military. He had always been strict in handling family matters, and he despised crying. He believed that men should never cry.If Andre shed even a single tear, he would only receive a heavier punishment.Otto asked again, "What did you do wrong?"Holding back tears, Andre choked as he said in a trembling voice, "I shouldn't have let Mom's relatives into the house. If they had not been let in, Mom would not have been hurt. I won't do it again."Alfred held the ruler out again.This time, Andre was hit seven times on his palm. His hand immediately became swollen.In the end, he couldn't hold it in anymore. Huge teardrops rolled down his face, but he bit his lip tightly. He didn't dare make any sounds in case Otto heard him.A long while later, th
"Why do you look so scared? You're my brother-in-law, so I'm obliged to be nice to you for Marisol's sake." Lucian's fox-like eyes narrowed into a smile, but his foot remained firmly planted.Nathan shook his head with all his might. He didn't dare admit to it at all. "I-I didn't. I really didn't…""You seemed bold enough to me," Lucian said in a threatening tone.Nathan hastily explained, "It wasn't me. It was Mara. It was Ama—No. It was me. I wasn't thinking straight. Lucian, please have mercy on me. I won't do it ever again. We'll return to Portsbridge right away and never come back!"With his other hand, Nathan slapped himself in the face. Then, he gripped the leg of Lucian's pants as tears streamed down his face.Lucian ruthlessly kicked Nathan away. Then, he scoffed. "At least he still has some spine. Zayne."Zayne responded as he pinned Nathan to the floor. Then, he quickly removed the bandages from Nathan's head. Taking out a camera, he proceeded to take several detailed
The man in the lead looked absolutely stunning, and his charm was irresistible. Amara couldn't take her eyes off him.It wasn't until the door was closed with a heavy thud that Amara returned to her senses. She hastily got up and lowered her head a little as she gently tucked away some loose strands of hair behind her ear. She said in a sweet voice, "H-Hello. You must be my brother-in-law."She had seen Lucian's photo before, but she didn't expect Lucian to be even more handsome in person.She was filled with envy as soon as she laid eyes on Lucian.Marisol was indeed lucky to be married to such a handsome man. Amara wished it were her instead.Still, Amara deemed her looks to be on par with Marisol's. With that in mind, she purposefully struck an appealing pose as she said in a softened tone, "Mr. Muller, your wife was so aggressive! We were just starting to talk when she threw the teapot at her own brother."But don't worry. When Nathan wakes up, I'll make sure he doesn't make
"Dad! Dad! I'm sorry!" In the living room, Andre was dragged outside by two strong men in suits. He was wailing and shouting nonstop. "I'm really sorry! I swear I'll do it properly next time. Please give me another chance! Don't send me to Great-grandpa's place, please! Dad! Dad!"Andre was held in mid-air as he kept flailing around with his limbs. However, even his limbs were quickly restrained.Lucian stood at the top of the stairs as he looked down at Andre. His gaze was void of emotion. "This was already your second chance. You couldn't do it, so you have to be punished for it. That's how the rules work. Andre, you don't get second chances all the time."Andre was panicking when an idea struck him. He seemed to have caught on to something, and he shouted, "Mom! I want to see Mom! I'm not leaving! Let me see Mom!"Lucian said coldly, "Take him away. Also, send my regards to Grandpa."The bodyguards replied with a "Yes, sir" before leaving with Andre between them. Andre cried an
Nathan's lips were quivering from all the crying, but at that moment, he froze.Hesitating for a moment, he anxiously rubbed his hands together as he said, "I-I'm getting married soon, so we n-need only t-ten million dollars."Marisol smiled incredulously for a moment. Then, a dark look appeared in her eyes. "Only ten million dollars, you say? Who do you think you are? Who are you to make such demands of me?"Nathan's face turned red as he subconsciously turned to look at Amara. After getting a glare from her, Nathan finally decided to speak up. "Marisol, I haven't asked for money in years. I just need some money from you for the wedding. Lucian is filthy rich, so I'm sure you can bear to part with some loose change."Please help your younger brother out! You can't just abandon your family after marrying into another family. No daughter or sister behaves like this."Amara spoke up as well. "He's right, Amara. You're in the wrong here. Your family has painstakingly raised you, afte
Marisol saw the group enter Crimson Oaks Estate. Then, as she watched Nevaeh leave, her heart sank.She had a feeling that something was off.However, the bigger problem at hand was that she had to go in even if she didn't want to.Marisol was still pondering things when she received a call from Andre. She hesitated for a short while before answering the call."Mom, why aren't you home? By the way, Uncle Nathan came over, so I brought him into the house. Please come back soon!" Andre sounded like he wanted Marisol to praise him.Marisol felt bitterness in her heart, but in the end, she still said, "I'll be home right away."…After ending the call, Andre turned to see Nathan and Amara standing anxiously in the living room. The shiny white tiles were dirtied by two trails of muddy footprints and some snow that had yet to melt. Andre couldn't help but frown."Wanda, the floor is dirty," Andre said with an innocent look, widening his pretty, fox-like eyes.Wanda hastily led the g
Nevaeh had thoroughly looked into Marisol's background before, and she had also seen some photos. So, of course, she recognized one of the troublemakers as Marisol's brother, Nathan.Nevaeh had been wondering why Lucian would ask Andre to go home and keep Marisol company. She was worried that the two might get closer to each other.However, when she saw the scene before her, she immediately came up with a plan. "Andy, isn't that your uncle? They look like they're in a fight. Let's go take a look.""My uncle?" Andre thought. He looked at Nathan, but he didn't recognize him at all. Still, he could gather that these were relatives on his mother's side of the family.He didn't want to get involved at all.Lucian had told him before that he should pay no mind to the people on Marisol's side of the family, and there was no need for him to get to know them. His meeting with Emilia was already an exception.Andre was about to decline when he heard Nevaeh saying, "Your dad asked you to go