ログインI could hardly believe it. Something this insane, and it was happening right in front of me."Why would he do that? I thought he and Alyssa were in love," I said."For money. Dylan knew that as long as Alyssa stayed with you, she'd always have money. So he kept stringing her along. Even that request for Dylan to become the company's financial advisor—that was his idea too. He never loved Alyssa. He loved your money," Mark explained.It was a bombshell. I was completely stunned."Right now, Alyssa has been committed to a psychiatric hospital. Dylan was sentenced to prison for manufacturing unknown drugs to control another person's mind."Hearing that, I fell silent.I thought that if Alyssa didn't love me, fine—we'd just break up. But I never imagined she'd end up locked away in a mental institution.Everything had seemed so calm on the surface. But underneath, there had been this huge danger lurking the whole time.I held Jasmine's hand by her hospital bed and sank into my thou
"Jasmine!"By the time anyone could react, Jasmine was already on the floor, blood pouring from her abdomen. I rushed over and pulled her into my arms."Jasmine! Are you okay?"Jasmine was in agony, her face turning pale. She slowly reached up and touched my cheek."Don't… cry… I'm… okay…" She forced out a weak smile. "Your grandfather… gave me one more… assignment…"Her voice was so faint, so broken, that I had to press my ear to her lips to hear what she was saying."Jasmine… just hold on…" My heart was clenched tight, aching. I wished I could take that knife for her."Call an ambulance!" I roared at Alyssa and Dylan.Alyssa had calmed down by then, completely stunned. She immediately took out her phone and dialed 911."Con… nor…" Jasmine whispered my name as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. "Tell your grandfather… I'm sorry… I couldn't… drag you back… to marry…"Her hand slid off my face. She lost consciousness."NO!!!"The ambulance arrived quickly. Jasmine w
I didn't fully understand what Jasmine meant by that, but when I looked into her eyes, I thought I saw it anyway.I caught a glimpse of something there—hope and excitement."Your grandfather is still complaining that you spend all your time messing around instead of giving him a grandkid to play with. And now, you're breaking up? You're just going to upset him even more.""I don't love her anymore." The words came out fast, loud, and certain, echoing through the office.And right at that moment, Alyssa and Dylan appeared in the doorway. Alyssa stared at me in disbelief."What did you say? Connor, say it again. Who don't you love anymore?"I used to let Alyssa play me like a puppet. I looked the other way while she strung me and Dylan along, because I loved her down to my bones.But not anymore. I was finally awake. My heart should go to someone who deserved it—not someone who trampled on it for fun."Alyssa, I should have told you a long time ago. The way I used to spoil you di
"I want to bring Dylan on board as our company's financial advisor. He's about to get his PhD, and I really think he's up for it," Alyssa said.No ulterior motive, my foot. I was speechless. What kind of twisted logic makes someone ask their ex-boyfriend to hire their current boyfriend?I just smiled and didn't say anything. Alyssa looked at me expectantly."Okay, I got it. You can leave now."Alyssa thought I'd agreed. She happily came over, stood on her tiptoes, and planted a kiss on my cheek."Love you."Her whisper lingered in my ear, and then she was gone, strutting out of my office in her sky-high heels."Unbelievable."My fists clenched. This was disgusting.I ran into the bathroom in the break room and scrubbed her lipstick off my face, over and over.I looked at myself in the mirror—furious. And then, the memories I'd buried for a while started playing back in my head like scenes from a movie.Last night, I had a dream. I dreamed I was trapped in a fire, burning ali
"Wow, look who finally came around. Ready to go back and claim the family fortune?"Jasmine is my childhood friend and my family's retained attorney. She handles everything related to my inheritance.Back in the day, I cut ties with my family because I didn't want to take over the family business. I started my own company after college.Jasmine had called me several times on my father's behalf, urging me to come home. I turned her down every time.This time, I needed someone I could trust to get back the shares of my company that Alyssa had taken. And no one was better suited for that than Jasmine."No, I've told you before. I'm not taking a single cent from my family. There's something else important I need your help with."Jasmine let out a soft laugh and didn't press further.She's the one person in the world who just gets me. If I don't say something outright, there's a reason. I gave her a time and place, and we agreed to meet.The next morning, I got to the office bright
I didn't want to waste any more breath on them. I quietly told them to leave. But only Dylan heard me. Alyssa was too worked up—she just stared at me like she wanted me dead."Connor, don't kick her out. If you're angry, just hit me instead!"Dylan seemed to know exactly what he was doing. As long as he played the victim, Alyssa would come to his defense. So he lunged at me, grabbed my hand, and tried to make me hit him."What the hell are you doing?"This was insane. I tried to pull my hand away, but Dylan held on tight."Connor, if you promise not to blame Alyssa, you can hit me, yell at me—I'll take it!"Dylan pulled me away from Alyssa, creating some distance between us. And in the middle of all the tugging, he shot me a smug little grin. Then he let go of my hand and threw himself down the stairs.Alyssa snapped out of her rage and came running down after him."Dylan!"Dylan tumbled to the bottom. There was blood on his head. He looked up at me with a pitiful expression a
Alyssa pulled Dylan behind her and straightened up, righteous and indignant. "Connor, I don't care what you think. Dylan is just too kind and too naive. He didn't do anything wrong, and he even bought you a gift to apologize. So stop throwing a tantrum and pretending to have amnesia."With Dylan, A
Alyssa's eyes instantly welled up with tears. I was honestly stunned.She had gone from furious to pitiful in the span of a heartbeat. I started to wonder if her real job was acting."Let go of me first."I pulled away from her, covered my nose, and scooted back a little.But that simple gesture
After I got out of the ICU, I was moved to a regular hospital room. My childhood friend, Mark Beckett, came to visit me every day, chattering nonstop in my ear.He said that Alyssa Reinhart was a snake—pure evil. Not only did she not save me, but she didn't even bother to visit while I was in the I
After that day, Alyssa never came back to the hospital to see me. I spent two weeks in the hospital and then got discharged.When I got home, I noticed some women's toiletries around the house and a few women's clothes in the closet. I figured they must have belonged to Alyssa.So we had been livi







