Anathea's face fell. She heard a horn blaring outside. Brisa was helped out of the car by the driver and Cyrus. She hobbled over and exclaimed, "Nat!" Upon seeing Anathea, Brisa smiled gently and opened her arms. "I haven't seen you in a week. I've missed you so much!" "Grandma!" Anathea stood up and strode toward Brisa, engulfing her in a hug. "You could've just sent us the address, and we would've made our way there ourselves. We didn't need you to come over personally." "Well, I wanted to see you guys as soon as possible, didn't I?" Brisa surveyed the room, but did not see anyone else apart from Anathea. "Where's Xander and Gregory? They haven't woken up? It can't be." Cyrus and Jenny exchanged diffident glances. Gregory hadn't come home last night. However, Anathea's expression didn't betray anything in the slightest. She replied softly, "He took Xander to the hospital." "The hospital?" Brisa frowned and asked, "Has Xander gotten sick?" "No." Anathea shook her h
As Isabel spoke, she took her bathrobe off. Anathea glanced at Isabel's bathing suit and looked down at her own. Then, she remembered the attire of the guests in the corridor. Yeah, it was true, she was wearing a little too much. It made her stand out. "This is all I have, though," said Anathea. "That's fine! I've got it!" Isabel immediately set things in motion and passed a box to Anathea. "Go try it on. I swear, it'll be gorgeous!" She had no idea how to describe it! However, Isabel seemed to find it as normal as could possibly be. "Of course! You've got to wear this sort of bathing costume when soaking in a hot spring for optimal enjoyment. Go on and change into this, Anathea. I'll be waiting for you outside." She took Anathea's high-coverage swimsuit away from her and left. Anathea couldn't even go back on her promise. Anathea smiled resignedly and glanced at the box in her hand. Fine. It was just the three of them anyway. There was no point in being so uptight about
"Why are you…" Anathea hadn't expected Gregory to be here. "Grandma called and asked me to come," said Gregory tonelessly. He scanned her casually, but paused when he noticed the swimsuit she was wearing. His eyes narrowed. His piercing gaze unsettled Anathea. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Gregory thought she was doing this on purpose, just like what she'd done at the Sinclair residence. However, she had no idea why he was here. If she'd known, she wouldn't have come in. She didn't want to have anything to do with him, let alone wear something skimpy to seduce him. Gregory watched Anathea standing motionless a few steps away. Then, he said calmly, "Come here." She didn't know what he meant and remained standing in place. Anathea considered whether she should grab her bathrobe and leave. "What? Are you trying to play that cat-and-mouse game you adore?" Gregory glanced up at her and asked snootily, "Anathea, don't you have any new tricks up your sleeves?" Ana
From his defined features to his amazing figure, Gregory was a masterpiece of a man. This explained why so many women fawned over him back then. However, there seemed to be a faint scar on his neck. Anathea had no idea when he'd gotten hurt. She got lost in her thoughts for a moment. Gregory looked down at her bewildered expression and snorted. "Has this sight stunned you?" Anathea came to suddenly and frowned. She tried to leave, but he held her down firmly with both hands. "Let me go." He didn't budge. Instead, he asked mockingly, "Who has a better figure? Thomas, or me?" She didn't know why he suddenly felt the need to compare himself to Thomas. She looked away and replied, "I don't know." "You don't know?" Gregory harrumphed and grabbed her chin, tilting it upwards so she was forced to make eye contact with him. "You've got such a close relationship with him to the point where you call him to flirt while in the hot springs. Yet, now you're telling me you don't know?"
Anathea waited until Gregory left before she resurfaced, a displeased frown on her face. In the five years they'd been married, they'd had sex frequently at around once to thrice every week. Gregory was a busy man and only went home twice or thrice a week. Whenever he did, Anathea would rarely get out of bed. Every time, he would not stop until she was tortured to an inch of her life. However, that was a form of constraint in itself. He never behaved like he did recently, completely driven by lust. He wanted to have a go with her all the time. Anathea didn't understand. Hadn't he satisfied his urges with Natalie? Was it because she'd hurt her leg and couldn't help him relieve his lust? Was that why he'd sought Anathea out? She felt a little nauseous and got out of the pool immediately. The light breeze made her feel better. Perhaps her discomfort was a result of staying in the pool for too long. Taking her deep breath, she pushed those thoughts out of her head and put her rob
"Who said that? Adrian's still single, isn't he? Dominic from Syntherra also isn't married. Stop fussing over me, Aunt Eleanor." Theo gave Eleanor a slice of cake and said, "Here, take a bite." He wanted to prevent her from being able to converse with him as she chewed. "I think you're trying to drive me mad!" Eleanor glared at him. "Alright, it's a rare treat for us all to be gathered here for a meal together. Do you have to get into a row every time?" Brisa was displeased. Eleanor looked down and kept silent. She picked at the food on her plate. "Nat, please eat," said Brisa. Her gentle expression was a stark contrast to her usual strict demeanor. Anathea nodded with a smile. However, she didn't have a good appetite. Thus, she only took some food from the plates before her and nibbled at it. Upon seeing her behavior, Brisa told Gregory, "Gregory, don't just eat. Get some food for your wife." Anathea froze for a moment before saying, "There's no need for that, Grandm
The sound that Anathea made broke through the silent room. Isabel asked concernedly, "What's wrong, Anathea?" Anathea tried putting a hand over her mouth and apologized to Brisa, "I might've eaten something wrong…" Before she could finish, another wave of nausea hit her, causing her to stand up immediately and rush into the toilet. Everyone watched her go with differing expressions. Brisa was overjoyed. She held Isabel and conjectured, "I'd just talked about getting a granddaughter. My dream didn't come true just like that, did it?" Isabel also looked stunned.If Anathea got pregnant, perhaps that meddling woman wouldn't come between her and Gregory again!Holden seemed entirely calm. Eleanor was the center of his attention. On the other hand, Eleanor frowned. She looked a little green, and so did Theo. If she got pregnant, the divorce probably wouldn't go through. The sound of Anathea's retching echoed through the washroom as she vomited up everything she'd eaten.
In hindsight, Theo probably thought that Anathea wouldn't capture Gregory's fancy even if she got to know him. He only helped her in anticipation of a good show. In the past, she was very thankful for him. He helped in improving their relationship from that of strangers to acquaintances. However, when she got married to Gregory five years ago, Theo's attitude changed completely. He seemed to loathe her, frequently stirring up trouble. Even though Gregory knew of his behavior, he said nothing. His silence was an implicit consent for Theo to continue attacking Anathea. Because she loved Gregory, she smiled and let it slide. She didn't hold a grudge. After all, she wanted to keep up a good relationship as far as that was possible. However, Theo wouldn't give her a chance. He was dismissive and cold. Anathea had some pride at the end of the day, so she stopped sucking up to him. Ever since Natalie came home from overseas, Theo stopped paying her any mind. He spent all his days wi
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