A crowd had gathered outside the ward, buzzing with curiosity as they peeked in. A few who didn't know what was going on started asking questions."You don't know about it? Two women started fighting right in the orthopedic wing! It got really intense, and there was even blood!""And I heard one of them was the wife of the CEO of Sinclair Group. The CEO's mother even showed up at the hospital herself and called in a specialist for emergency treatment.""For real? Is it that serious? Whoever hurt her is done for, then.""Of course. The cops are already here. I doubt she's walking away from this."Everyone started chiming in, each adding their version of the story."Seriously? Risking your whole future for some medicine is dumb.""Where did you hear that? I heard they were fighting over a guy. Didn't you catch what they were arguing about? That was no fight over medicine—they were fighting over a man!"As the gossip spread, the truth got more and more twisted."Plus, wasn't the
Raindrops on the window started out as faint streaks, then merged into steady streams, finally forming a full-on curtain of water.Gregory stared out at the rain, which was only getting heavier. His brows drew together slightly. For some reason, a strange feeling crept into his chest. He felt as though something was missing."Greg? What are you zoning out about?" Adrian rolled up next to him in his wheelchair, curious.Gregory snapped back to the moment. "It's nothing.""Well then, come have a drink already!" Theo waved him over, topping off Dominic's glass while he was at it. ''It's Romanee-Conti. You fine with that?''"Yeah." Dominic nodded, then glanced toward Gregory."By the way, I heard you're planning to develop a new project in Syntherra. Any chance you'd be interested in partnering with Lancaster Group?"Gregory's eyes flickered knowingly.So, it wasn't a coincidence that they'd met up at the cemetery. Dominic had planned it all out, showing up just in time to cross pa
They'd been married for five years. During the first year, Anathea used to call Gregory like clockwork, always asking if he would be coming home for dinner.But Gregory would either answer with a cold "yes" or "no," or he would just ignore the calls. Eventually, Anathea had stopped calling.He tried to remember the last time she'd actually done it—when she'd gone to Sinclair Group and begged him to let Eden Studio go. Other than that, she hadn't reached out again. There were no more gentle questions about dinner. Nothing.Staring at her missed call, Gregory rubbed his temples and called her back.It rang for nearly a full minute, but there was no answer. He frowned and tried again, getting the same result. So, he called Martin instead.Martin picked up instantly. "Mr. Sinclair! Finally! I've been trying to reach you!"He sounded panicked."What's going on?" Gregory asked."This morning, Mrs. Sinclair and Ms. Whitman got into a fight at the hospital. Things got pretty serious."
Even though they didn't exactly agree with Eleanor pressuring them like this, the Sinclair family had serious weight in Castenea. And Anathea really had hurt Natalie. That part wasn't up for debate.So, if Natalie decided to press charges, the officers would go strictly by the book, just like Eleanor had instructed.The officer got up and left the interrogation room, leaving Anathea sitting there alone. She lowered her eyes, clinging tightly to the hem of her shirt. She could tell what they were trying to do. They were trying to put words in her mouth. It was clear they were trying to push the entire blame onto her and make it seem as if she'd attacked Natalie intentionally.Hence, she refused to speak. If she answered anything, she would be done for.But it wasn't like staying silent would get her anywhere better. She'd still hurt Natalie, and everyone was siding with the latter. Anathea had no one to speak up for her, no one to lean on. The only person she could count on wa
Gregory's expression shifted in an instant. Reaching out, he slid his arm around her waist, catching her before she could collapse.Anathea completely lost her strength—her whole body just gave out. She couldn't even stand.Gregory frowned and lifted her into his arms.Everyone else in the room looked stunned. This wasn't what they'd expected. Wasn't Gregory supposed to be here to settle the score with Anathea?Then, why…Sensing the curious looks being thrown his way, Gregory shot them a cold glance and asked flatly, "Where's the lounge?"They snapped out of it and quickly led the way.As Gregory held Anathea in his arms, he could feel just how light she really was. Her waist was so small it barely spanned the width of his hand, and even through the fabric of her clothes, he could feel the sharp outline of her bones.His frown deepened.Anathea didn't resist. She didn't have the strength to. She hadn't eaten or drunk anything since Fiona had been taken in for surgery that mor
The sight of a tall man holding a petite woman in his arms drew more than a few curious stares.Anathea spotted two of the officers who'd interrogated her earlier. She lowered her head, and her shoulders shuddered faintly.Gregory felt her body tense and instinctively tightened his hold on her.The officers who'd brought Anathea back were now all trailing behind Gregory, respectfully escorting him out."This way, Mr. Sinclair," one of them said politely.Gregory gently placed Anathea in the back seat of the car and closed the door, then walked around to the other side.Seeing that, the two officers gave a slight nod. "Safe travels, Mr. Sinclair.""One more thing." Gregory paused in his steps. "Could you send me the surveillance footage from the consultation room at the hospital?""About that…" One of the officers looked troubled. "When we got the report and went to retrieve the footage, the recording from that particular room was already gone."In other words, someone else had
"Have you finally decided to speak?" Gregory let out a chuckle. "I thought you'd gone mute after your little trip to the station."Anathea tried to ignore the sarcasm in his words. She cleared her throat and asked, "Can you take me to the hospital? I want to see my mom."Her tone was filled with a quiet pleading. Though Gregory had assured her that Fiona was okay, Anathea needed to see it with her own eyes before she could truly relax.Gregory studied the urgency in her expression, then pursed his lips and gave a brief order to Dexter to head to the hospital."Thank you," Anathea murmured after lowering her head. She hadn't eaten anything, and the lack of strength made it hard to speak.Her stomach felt empty, and the acidic churn inside made her uncomfortable. She frowned in discomfort.The next second, a hand with long, elegant fingers appeared, holding out a sandwich toward her.Anathea blinked in surprise, then glanced over at Gregory."Take it," Gregory urged. "It's all th
Carl quickly pulled his hand back and glanced nervously at the time. "Uh, I still have rounds to do, so I'll be going now."Before Anathea could respond, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his white coat and practically fled down the hallway.As Anathea watched his retreating back, she felt a little puzzled, but she didn't dwell on it. She simply thought that being a doctor really was a noble and exhausting job.Thanks to Carl, Fiona no longer had to live in constant pain.Through the small glass window in the intensive care unit door, Anathea gazed at Fiona's face. Her pale lips curved into a faint smile.But in the next second, a voice rang out beside her. "Wait, aren't you the mistress who ruined someone's face? You've got some nerve showing up here."The words instantly drew attention from passersby around them—many of them were the same people who'd previously berated Anathea. Now, seeing her again, they immediately launched into more judgmental murmurs."That's right!
Back then, Hannah had held Anathea tightly with tears of joy streaming down her face. Anathea had gently patted her back, comforting her.Anathea had never looked down on her humble origins. She'd always treated Hannah as a close friend. When cruel classmates had mocked her for being chubby and tan, the slender Anathea had always been the first to defend her.All these memories, even years later, were impossible to forget.So Hannah would give anything for Anathea.After hearing her sincere words, Dominic loosened his grip on her chin and caressed her face.Hannah had a face that was undeniably distinctive. Her alluring eyes held a captivating gaze, with the slight lift at the corners hinting at endless charm and temptation.Her well-defined nose and sharp facial features made her look both alluring and cool. She was born for the big screen.It was no wonder that Hannah had made it into the entertainment industry with her striking beauty. Every person who tried to tarnish her re
Hannah knew she was asking for a lot, but she just wanted to ensure Anathea had a place to stay in Syntherra.In fact, with her current salary, she could already afford a nice house in the suburbs of Syntherra, but what she really wanted was a property downtown. It was a prime area with top-tier security and environment.More importantly, she wanted Dominic to provide it. She was looking to use his influence to protect Anathea and Fiona. That was her main goal.Dominic was the only person she knew who could stand toe-to-toe with Gregory in terms of power and influence.So, she softened her tone and rested her slender fingers on his chest. Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze, laced with an alluring charm. "100 million dollars may seem like a lot to most people, but to you, it's just pocket change. Surely, you wouldn't be so stingy, would you, Mr. Lancaster?"Dominic's eyes darkened as he stared at her.Seeing an opening, Hannah leaned in to kiss him.But Dominic quickly held
"No need," Gregory replied.He couldn't stop thinking about the way Anathea always looked at him like he was her enemy, yet she could turn around and smile so effortlessly at other men. His brows furrowed together in frustration.If she was so unwilling to yield to him, then why should he offer to help her?He wanted her to come and beg him.Gregory lifted his hand. It felt like he could still sense the warmth of Anathea's waist from when he'd last touched her. She had such soft, delicate curves. It had been far too long since he'd felt her like that.What he wanted was for Anathea to let go of her pride and come back to him on her own. Then, he could pull her back into his arms and claim her completely.And more than that, he believed that as long as he didn't give Anathea what she wanted, she wouldn't be able to walk away. Eventually, she'd give up the fight. She'd return to being the gentle, caring wife who ironed his shirts and made his meals.That was what Gregory told hims
Eleanor let out a sneer. "So it's true. You're actually protecting her now. Have you forgotten the cheap tricks she used to marry you in the first place? And now you're feeling sorry for her? Has your scar faded with time?""I'm just stating the facts," Gregory said coldly as he looked at her. "You took the surveillance footage from the consultation room, didn't you?"Eleanor was stunned for a moment. A flicker of guilt flashed through her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about.""Really?" Gregory could already see the answer on her face, but he chose not to call her out on it.He knew that if Eleanor had taken the footage, it meant what was on it wasn't in their favor, which in turn meant Anathea probably hadn't attacked Natalie without reason. In fact, it might've even been self-defense.That was why Eleanor had rushed to have Anathea arrested before anyone could find out. With no evidence, she thought she could pressure Anathea into a confession.Gregory didn't lay all
But that was all.After Anathea said her piece, she didn't spare them another glance. With weary steps, she turned and walked away."Thea." Hannah quickly chased after her. Dominic gave Gregory a polite nod and followed as well.The whole mess came to an end with Anathea's quiet exit.Natalie, on the other hand, was practically glowing with satisfaction because, in her mind, she'd won. She rested her hand gently on Xander's shoulder and said sweetly, "Xander, thank you for caring about me so much. You really are such a good boy."But this time, Xander didn't respond. He just stood there, staring at Anathea's fading figure. It was like something had slipped through his fingers. No matter how hard he tried to hold on, it was already gone."Xander?" Natalie called again when he didn't answer.Only then did Xander snap out of it. He turned to her and asked with concern, "Does your face still hurt, Ms. Whitman? I can blow on it for you if it does.""I'm okay. I feel much better now,
At once, the noisy crowd fell silent. They could all feel the overwhelming pressure in the air, which made it hard to breathe.And it wasn't just from one source.Dominic stood next to Gregory. He gave a cold glance at those who were trying to lay a hand on Hannah and raised a finger.The next second, several bodyguards in sharp suits surrounded them, forming an intimidating wall that forced the crowd back."Who said they wanted to kick my woman out?" Dominic's voice wasn't as cold as Gregory's, but it had a power that made the crowd swallow nervously.They looked at each other in silence. When they saw the towering bodyguards, their legs began to shake uncontrollably."Get lost!" Dominic's voice rang out. Like a herd of scared animals, the onlookers scattered in all directions.Hannah, watching Dominic step in for her, was momentarily surprised. But she didn't look at him for long. She quickly shifted her focus to Anathea. "Thea, are you okay?"Anathea took a step forward, ful
Xander burst into tears from the pain and wailed loudly. "You're just as evil as my mom! How dare you hit me? I'm going to tell my dad to send people to beat you up!""Beat me up? Ha! I'd like to see him try!" Hannah's hand left his backside and pinched his ear instead. "Let's see what happens first—him beating me up or me beating you to a pulp!""Ouch! It hurts!" Xander sobbed uncontrollably.As Anathea heard that once-bright voice break into raw sobs, her expression turned complicated. And with how loudly he was bawling, a small crowd had started to gather. This wasn't going to look good."Hannah—" She quickly tried to stop her. But before she could say, "Don't go too far", a concerned female voice cut through the air. "Xander!"Natalie hurried over, pushing herself in a wheelchair. She grabbed Hannah's hand and shouted, "How could you hit a child like that?"Hannah hadn't expected Natalie to show up so suddenly. She froze for a moment, then flung her hand off. "Who the hell
"Yeah." Anathea nodded, but a flicker of hesitation passed in her eyes.After all, this little life, which had fought so hard to come into the world, hadn't been lost even when Gregory had tried to force himself onto her or when Natalie had pushed her. Deep down, she felt a twinge of reluctance. "I think I'll think about it again.""I'll support whatever decision you make." Hannah placed both hands on Anathea's shoulders and looked into her eyes before saying seriously, "But let me say this. This child is yours, and the choice is yours alone. Don't let Gregory influence you into giving up on something that's yours."As a friend, she truly didn't want to see Anathea so lonely, which was why she urged the latter to think carefully. But if Anathea remained firm in her decision, she wouldn't say anything more.Anathea nodded. "Thank you, Hannah."She was grateful for Hannah's visit and the comfort and support she'd offered during her hardest moments."No need for thanks." Hannah pu
Anathea quickly brushed Hannah's hand away and stumbled into the bathroom. Leaning over the sink, she threw up.As Hannah watched her, something clicked in her mind. When Anathea finished and rinsed her mouth, Hannah handed her a tissue."Thanks," Anathea said softly.But that wasn't what Hannah was after. She grabbed Anathea's wrist with a serious expression. "Thea, be honest with me. Are you… pregnant?"Anathea pressed her lips together, and her eyes flickered with hesitation. "I…""Don't lie to me. I've seen this enough times to know the signs." Hannah rested her other hand on Anathea's shoulder and lowered her voice. "Is the baby Gregory's?"Anathea felt a bit helpless at Hannah's sneaky way of asking. She didn't respond, but her silence said enough.She dropped her gaze. She remembered the moment she'd first woken up from fainting. Panicked, she'd tried to rush out and find Fiona, only to be stopped by Carl, who'd delivered the news."Ms. Jacobson, I understand you're worr