Wake up, Mrs. Knight

Serena's POVThe sharp knock on the office door came just as I finished signing the final document on my desk.“Come in,” I said distractedly, not bothering to look up immediately.I heard the door open roughly, followed by a loud slam that made me raise my head.Damian walked into my office without greeting me, his expression cold and impatient. Behind him, my assistant looked nervous.“I tried my best to stop him, but he wouldn't—”“Go,” he said coldly.She paused for a second, then looked at me for a signal.“Don't worry, you can go,” I reassured her.After she left, I frowned slightly at him.Damian looked at me with so much anger and disgust. He didn't sit.I slowly placed my pen down. “What's the problem?”Without answering, he violently threw a thick file onto my desk.The papers slid across the table. I looked at them and froze.Divorce papers.I thought I had misread them.I looked up at him. “What is this?”“Exactly what it looks like,” Damian answered flatly.I waited for h

Serena's POV“Your marriage arrangement with Mr. Adrian Knight was tomorrow.”Marriage? To whom? I was confusedWas she speaking to me? About a marriage arrangement. I looked around the room, and it looked unfamiliar.“Sorry but where am I?” I askedThe maid looked horrified now. “Miss….this is the Laurent estate.”I stared at her. Laurent Estate? I had never heard of it in my life, what was I even doing here?“Where's my phone?” I demanded quickly. “I need my phone please.”The maid hesitated “Miss Lilith, your mother took it after…..after what happened yesterday.”Something about the way she said it made my stomach twist.“After what?” The girl went pale immediately.“I….we're…..we aren't supposed to say anything.”Fear slowly crawled up my spine, I looked around the room again, finally noticing details I had ignored earlier.The vanity table, fresh flowers, designer dresses hanging nearby and the pictures in the room.I walked towards one of the framed photographs with unsteady

Adrian's POVOne second she was climbing the stairs.The next… she fell.“Lilith.”No response.“Call the family doctor,” I ordered sharply. “Now.”The servants scattered immediately.I carried her upstairs myself.Her body felt lighter than expected.Fragile.The thought irritated me instantly.People shouldn't look at this as breakable.By the time I reached her room, the servants had already pulled the blankets back nervously.I laid her carefully on the bed while another maid rushed to remove her heels.Still no response.A few strands of dark hair fell across her face.Unconsciously, I brushed them aside before immediately stepping back afterward.Ten minutes later, the family doctor arrived.An older man named Dr. Morrison who had worked with my family for years.He examined Lilith quietly while I remained near the window.“She collapsed from exhaustion,” he said eventually.“That's all?”Dr. Morrison removed his glasses briefly.“She's weak right now. Stress, emotional shock, a