Anathea didn't respond.Actually, she didn't know how to kiss. All these years, every time Gregory kissed her, it had always been one-sided—he never cared about how she felt. He just used her to vent his desire and his temper.Hence, she'd almost never experienced the kind of romantic, lingering kisses they showed in TV shows and movies.In her memory, every kiss between her and Gregory was filled with aggression, dominance, and the metallic taste of blood when her lips were bitten.They were nothing more than bad memories that left her feeling terrible. So, when he asked that question just now, it felt a little ironic to her.She turned her head away, avoiding his fingers. Her breathing was uneven, but her tone was calm. "Since you're here, let's talk business first.""As expected of my wife, you're still so serious even at a time like this."Gregory had gotten what he wanted and was in a good mood. Leaning back against the seat lazily, he uttered, "Go ahead. Name your terms.
Anathea was wearing a silk dress today. The fabric was thin. When Gregory placed his hand on it, it made her skin tingle slightly.She shifted away a little, but Gregory pressed his hand down on her leg, keeping her from moving."Why are you sitting so far away? You're just putting on some medicine, or do you have something else in mind, Mrs. Sinclair?" Gregory teased with a raised brow."I do not!" Anathea retorted, her cheeks flushing slightly.Gregory looked at how flustered she was, the corners of his lips twitching.Resting his arm across her leg, he uttered, "Then, let's get started with the bandage."At the same time, Martin started the car and headed in the direction of Castenea.Outside the window, the scenery kept sliding past. As they drove through a large birch forest, the trees blocked out the sunlight, making the interior of the car darker.Most of Gregory's face was hidden in the shadows. His features were sharp, striking, and intense.His suit jacket had been t
In the end, Dominic lost interest and ended things quickly."Next time, don't even think about coming to me for help!" Dominic spat through gritted teeth before storming out and slamming the door behind him.It wasn't until the sound of his footsteps disappeared that Hannah slowly sat up. The strap of her dress slipped off her shoulder, revealing the red marks he'd left on her.She didn't care.She grabbed her phone and called her assistant, asking the latter to send Chloe to Castenea for a while."What about you, Hannah?""Me?" Hannah wiped her lips, erasing any trace of Dominic."I probably won't be landing any big projects for a while. I'm going to stay here and see how things play out."Hannah knew she'd pissed Dominic off. There was no doubt he would start throwing obstacles her way, probably for a long time.Honestly, she cared more about her daughter than her career.If she kept getting tangled up with Dominic, it was only a matter of time before someone found out abou
Dominic froze for a second, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.He was surprised that Hannah knew he was getting married.But to Hannah, that look was all the proof she needed—he wasn't shocked she knew about the wedding. He was shocked she'd figured out his disgusting plan.So, it was true. He really had planned to make her have his child, then take the kid back and raise them with his precious future wife.Pathetic.She was just glad she'd happened to hear about it during an event with a brand the Lancaster family was working with.If not for that, she would've been completely in the dark and gotten played like a fool.Good thing she was never one of those naive women who would fall for it. She hadn't thought that maybe he still cared about her or that he wanted her to have his child out of love.Hannah laughed coldly to herself.But she still couldn't understand why he was going through so much trouble."Don't you want your wife to have your child?" Hannah's red lips cu
If Hannah had managed to stall for just another hour, Anathea would have made it to the airport and gotten away."I should've come to pick you up earlier," Hannah said, clearly frustrated with herself.But oddly enough, Anathea actually felt a little relieved. If she'd really left, Adam might have died in prison without her ever knowing. That kind of regret would've haunted her for the rest of her life."Thea?" Hannah called gently when she didn't hear a response."I'm here," Anathea uttered softly."Are you… okay?" Hannah asked."I'm fine. Don't worry," Anathea reassured her. "I'm probably going to head back to Castenea for a while. Thanks for taking care of me these past few days.""Wait, is he forcing you to go back?" Hannah asked, her voice full of anger.Anathea let out a breath and made up a random excuse. "No, there are some issues with the divorce paperwork. I need to go back with him to sort it out."She didn't plan to tell Hannah about Adam because Hannah had already
In the six years they'd been married, even though Anathea and Gregory had a regular sex life, they'd never actually done that.It was partly because of how she'd been raised—she was still pretty shy about that stuff. Moreover, Gregory was never very patient with her.Whenever they were together, he always got straight to the point. There was barely any foreplay. He was more interested in seeing her hurt than anything else.Only once in a while, when he'd landed some big deal at work and was in a good mood, would he actually slow down and treat her better.He'd asked her to help him out during her period before, but she didn't know how, and Gregory didn't have the patience to teach her. Eventually, it just got dropped and forgotten.She never thought he'd bring it up again now.Anathea frowned at him. One second he said he wasn't that much of a beast, and the next he was acting worse than an animal."What? Don't you want to?" Gregory raised an eyebrow, pinching her chin.Anathea
Life really had a messed-up sense of humor. Anathea let out a small, bitter laugh. She curled up, resting her hands over her belly.Right now, this baby was the only thing keeping her together.…Not long after, the door to the ward opened again. Gregory came back in, carrying a thermal lunch box."If you're not going to sleep, get up and eat something," he said casually.Anathea didn't want to listen to him, but she was honestly starving. She struggled to sit up.Meanwhile, Gregory opened the lunch box and started taking out dish after dish—all delicate, nutritious meals.Anathea stared for a second, a little dazed.As far as she could remember, Gregory had never brought her food before. This weird change in him made her uncomfortable.Picking a bowl, she grabbed some food and slowly started eating, sneaking glances at him from time to time.Without looking up, Gregory said, "What? Do you have to sneak glances at your own husband because you're scared of directly checking hi
Gregory said he respected Anathea's decision, but he never really gave her room to decide at all.He was forcing her.How despicable!Anathea glared at him with pure hatred.But Gregory didn't think he was doing anything wrong. In fact, seeing the anger and resentment in her eyes weirdly made him feel even better. At least now, she was pissed at him and wanted to kill him.That was still better than her always trying to run away from him.He'd never thought of himself as someone who would get attached to other people.But when it came to Anathea, there was only one thought in his mind—if he couldn't have her, no one could.Anathea had no idea what he was thinking. All she knew was that his obsession was terrifying, but she had no way out.The gap between them was just too big. Whatever revenge he wanted to take, she wouldn't be able to handle it. And she couldn't dodge it either.All she felt was helplessness and overwhelming sadness.Biting her lip hard, she tried to contro
Gregory looked at Anathea. "Wesley and his wife are close."Anathea paused for a second, then it all clicked. He was playing to his audience.Gregory had announced she was his wife and crafted this whole "desperate husband chasing after his love" story online just to win Wesley over and seal the deal.Anathea gave a small, bitter smile.Of course. A man like Gregory—who only cared about profits—wasn't going to do anything just for love.Still, she didn't get it."Why me?" she asked.She'd already left him.Gregory could've picked any other woman he liked to put on a show. Why bother going through all this trouble to drag her back?Gregory didn't answer.Honestly, he wasn't sure himself. Maybe it was just habit. When they first got married, Gregory didn't care about Anathea at all. To him, their marriage was just a formality, and she was just… there.He didn't bother with her; he didn't even want to share a room with her.But somehow, over time, he got used to her.He got u