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!
Anathea pulled out her phone and opened a video. It had been sent to her by a nurse who'd witnessed the whole thing and couldn't bear to see Anathea be wrongly accused.Natalie's fingers curled tightly on her lap.But Anathea had already hit play, showing the clip right in front of Eleanor.However, there had been too many onlookers at the time. The nurse who'd filmed the video had been pushed to the edge of the crowd and could only record from a distance, so the conversation between Anathea and Natalie wasn't clearly captured.But the part where Natalie slammed Anathea to the ground and stomped on her hand was all caught on camera.Natalie's face darkened at once. Eleanor narrowed her eyes, a glint of malice flashing through them.Anathea, with nothing left to lose, met Eleanor's gaze head-on. There was a resolve in her demeanor that she'd never shown before."Mrs. Sinclair, if you want to take this to court, then I'll release the video. Whatever you want to try, I'm ready for
But Hannah didn't even spare Natalie a glance. Quick on her feet, she caught Anathea before she could fall. Her voice was full of concern as she asked, "Thea, are you okay?"Anathea weakly nodded. As soon as she saw Hannah, her eyes, already red, became clouded with unshed tears. She parted her dry lips. "Let's go…""Alright, let's get you out of here." Hannah gently supported her slender arm."Wait!" Natalie snapped. "You think you can just walk away after crashing into us like that?"Natalie was determined to make Anathea's life miserable, and she wasn't about to let her friend off the hook either.But she was in for a surprise."Oh?" Hannah paused. When her eyes flicked over to Natalie, she smirked. "I'd like to see how you plan to stop me."She cracked her knuckles, the sound echoing in the tense silence.Before she became an actress, she'd trained in boxing and even earned a silver medal. One swift kick would be more than enough to deal with a fake, high-maintenance woman
The moment Dominic's question landed, the hostility in Natalie's eyes vanished. Sure, he'd sided with Hannah earlier, but his question was music to her ears.After all, Gregory had never outright denied the public's speculations about his wife, so many had come to assume that Natalie was the future Mrs. Sinclair.With that thought, she straightened her back and gave a coy smile. "I—""She's not," Gregory cut in coldly.Natalie froze. It was the first time Gregory had ever denied it so clearly. There were still a few passersby around, some of whom had previously believed Natalie was Gregory's legitimate wife.But after Gregory denied it, their looks toward her became strange. They lowered their voices to whisper among themselves."Wait, she's not his wife?""No way. So she's the mistress? Was the other woman his actual wife?""Damn, this is unbelievable! The mistress actually acted more arrogant than the real wife.""She's so shameless. And that guy's trash too, letting his
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
"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
Even as her heart pounded wildly under her ribcage, Natalie maintained her poise and elegant demeanor, looking like a beautiful princess at the top of the castle waiting for her prince to come.When Gregory was less than a foot away, she silently gulped. She put on her most dazzling smile and extended her right hand toward him.At that moment, the world around them quieted. The lights and the audience's unwavering gaze were on them. As everyone beheld the scene on the red carpet, shock colored their faces.Someone exclaimed, "So the bigwig who'd spent millions on Ms. Whitman is Mr. Sinclair, the CEO of Sinclair Group?""No wonder! I've heard that Mr. Sinclair and Ms. Whitman are more than just platonic acquaintances! So she's the future Mrs. Sinclair! Looks like the rumors are true, then. I bet Mr. Sinclair wants to use this opportunity to announce his engagement with Ms. Whitman officially!""Indeed! Mr. Sinclair is the finest example of a rich and adoring husband in all of Caste
Hannah carefully observed Anathea's expression and found it neutral. It was as if Anathea couldn't care less about what she'd seen on television. Only then did Hannah heave a sigh of relief and let loose a torrent of abuse. "To think that no-good Gregory would bring that hussy to a huge social event so soon after your divorce!"Hannah didn't remember seeing Gregory bring Anathea to any social event. He couldn't have made his double standards any more obvious.In stark contrast to Hannah's outrage, Anathea remained expressionless. She and Gregory were divorced, and he could bring whoever he wanted to to any party. It had nothing to do with Anathea anyway, and she saw no point in dwelling on the past."Gregory?" Chloe was curious about the man Hannah was cursing. "Mommy, who's Gregory?""This guy right here," Hannah said, clenching her jaw as she pointed at the man appearing on camera. "He might look like a decent fella, but he's nothing but a despicable, no-good prick!""Oh, so t
And yet, the lights that illuminated Presgrave Manor were as bright as day.Macon and Dayanna Presgrave had weathered the odds together for decades and were celebrating their 30th anniversary. Theirs was an arranged marriage between two equally powerful families that had made the Presgraves one of the most prestigious households in Castenea.As such, the dinner party thrown in their honor saw the attendance of many important folks from Castenea. Even the press had been invited to broadcast and photograph the event. With all the major media outlets promoting the luxurious affair, the party quickly became the most anticipated event of that evening.Everything about the party stirred up unprecedented buzz. It was even being broadcast live on television.Anathea was greeted by the live broadcast of the dinner party at Presgrave Manor the moment she clicked on the remote and turned on the television. She also caught the dashing figure in a black suit that appeared on camera for only
Dominic was well aware that by "someone", Gregory meant Anathea. However, he kept his expression neutral as he met Gregory's gaze, revealing nothing. "Mr. Sinclair, surely you jest. I wouldn't dare hide anyone from you, let alone someone who means something to you."Gregory's lips pressed into a grim line as he stared at Dominic wordlessly. He didn't believe Dominic. With Gregory's forces and the way they worked, it wouldn't take more than two days for him to hear about Anathea as long as she was in Syntherra.However, four days had passed, and there had been no news of her. Gregory doubted anyone other than Dominic could keep Anathea's whereabouts hidden.But Dominic didn't look the slightest bit rattled. "If you've lost someone, Mr. Sinclair, all you have to do is tell me who it is and I'll have my men search for them as well.""As if you'd do that." Gregory scoffed, looking away.A tense silence spread between the two men. Just as Dominic thought Gregory wouldn't say anythi
"Sweetheart, you're not old." Dominic pinched Hannah's delicate cheek. "You're only 27 and in your prime!""Is this how you treat them as well?" Hannah countered, her tone devoid of emotion.Dominic paused. "'Them'?""Do you call the other women 'sweetheart' if they please you too?" Hannah didn't ask this aloud, not that she planned to, lest she embarrass herself.The flush across her cheeks gradually waned as she calmed down. She shoved Dominic away and urged, "Why aren't you leaving?"However, Dominic's lips curled as he pinned her down, sturdy as a mountain. He even pressed his lips close to her ear and murmured, "I'll stay a little longer to boost our chances of getting pregnant."Hannah fell speechless. Dominic seemed intent on—if not borderline obsessed with—knocking her up.In the past, he'd used protection all the time and even went the extra mile to clean up the trash. He was extremely cautious so as not to create trouble for himself.But everything changed after Hanna
"Of course not," Hannah said with a smile, not a single crack in her expression. "Do I look like someone who goes back on her word? I'm not even pregnant yet. Once I am, I'll stop working."Dominic narrowed his eyes. "Are you questioning my efficiency?"Hannah was stunned for a moment, thrown off by how fast he'd jumped to that conclusion.He took her pause as silent agreement. With a smirk, he reached over and pinched her cheek. "Don't worry. I'll show you exactly what efficiency means."The moment the light turned green, he shifted his gaze back to the road and hit the gas. The Bentley shot forward like a bullet.As soon as they reached his apartment, even before stepping through the door, Dominic grabbed her wrist and pulled her close. He cupped her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips.Hannah's eyes widened for a second in surprise. But soon enough, she responded to him.The heat between them rose fast. Hannah, caught in his demanding rhythm, struggled to catch her bre
This had been the most relaxing day since Hannah had wrapped up her latest project.But the moment she spotted a black Bentley parked just ahead, her heart, which had finally settled, suddenly shot up into her throat. Her grip on Anathea's arm tightened instinctively."What's wrong?" Anathea stopped and looked at her in confusion."I, uh… just remembered I've got something urgent to take care of." Hannah's tone sounded a little awkward.But Anathea didn't think much of it. Given Hannah's line of work, sudden plans were common. "Okay, go ahead. I'll get the markers for Chloe myself.""Oh, can you also take Chloe home? Don't let her sneak out." Hannah grasped her hand, looking serious. "You know how scary some obsessed fans can be. If they found out I had a daughter…""Don't worry. I understand." Anathea nodded. "I'll take her home and be with her. She'll be safe."The apartment's security was tighter than the hospital's."Thanks, Thea." With that, Hannah turned and walked off. S
Anathea was surprised herself. Before she'd found out about the pregnancy, her morning sickness had been unbearable, but now that she knew, it had gradually faded. And after she'd left Castenea, it had almost disappeared completely.When she was pregnant with Xander, she'd been violently sick. It was so bad that she'd ended up in the hospital multiple times. Toward the end of the pregnancy, it felt like her body was being torn apart by the chaos inside her.So, after seven months of carrying Xander, Anathea had been mostly confined to bed since she couldn't move around much.This baby, however, was far calmer. That was why Anathea guessed that it was a girl.Hannah thought so too because she'd experienced something similar when she'd been pregnant with Chloe."Looks like she's looking out for her mom." Hannah smiled as she glanced at Anathea's belly.After a brief pause, she leaned in closer to Anathea and asked, "She's such a sweet little angel. Are you really going to give he
The air reeked of blood. Gregory's eyes turned red with fury.Pain was the fastest way to awaken a man's buried hunger. And in that moment, it brought every dark instinct inside him roaring back to life."Anathea."Gregory kept saying her name over and over again, grinding it between his teeth. Even though every syllable scraped raw against his heart, his eyes only burned with growing obsession for her."No matter where you run, I'll be right behind you. I swear it, Anathea. You're never getting away from me."…"Ah-choo!"While working on her floral arrangement at Syntherra, Anathea suddenly sneezed and quickly covered her mouth with her hand."What's wrong? Are you catching a cold?" Fiona asked gently while handing her a tissue."I don't think so. Someone's probably missing me," Anathea joked as she took the tissue."Bingo!" A lively girl's voice rang out.Just as Anathea found the voice familiar, the door to the ward swung open.In walked a girl dressed in a cool little