When Anathea still remained unmoving, Martin called out again, "Mrs. Sinclair, it's cold outside. Please get in the car."Only then did Anathea come back to her senses. She headed for the back of the car and opened the door.Usually, she would drive herself, so she rarely sat in Gregory's car.It was so rare that she couldn't even remember the last time she had been in his car. All she could recall was that the back seat featured a classic black night-sky headliner with stars. It fit his cold and aloof demeanor well.However, upon opening the door and entering the car this time, she realized the interior had changed. It was no longer black, and the starry sky had been replaced with blue roses.Anathea paused briefly.The blue roses were incredibly similar to the attire Natalie had worn to Eleanor's birthday party.Natalie's favorite color was also blue.Anathea inadvertently caught sight of a light blue bag, the contents of which were some cosmetics from luxury brands. Since
Now that there was a successful case, it greatly boosted their confidence in the drug!"That's wonderful!" Anathea grabbed Fiona's hand, her eyes shimmering with tears of joy. "Mom, did you hear that?"This meant that Fiona's surgery was sure to be a success as well!At this thought, Anathea couldn't stop the tears from spilling down her cheeks."Silly girl, why are you crying?" Fiona reached out to wipe the tears clinging to Anathea's lashes, even as her own eyes became red-rimmed. "You've had it tough recently. It's all my fault for being such a burden to you…"If it weren't for her illness, perhaps Anathea could have had an easier life the past few years."Mom, don't say that." Anathea hugged Fiona tightly. "You're not a burden."Her mother wasn't a burden but a safe harbor for her wounded soul to return to.With a successful case as a precedent, she could already see hope for Fiona's recovery. Her heart pounded rapidly. It had been a long time since she had been this happy.
"I'm not pregnant," Anathea said calmly."Are you a doctor? How are you so certain?" Gregory clearly didn't believe her. He would only trust the truth written in black and white. In other words, a test result.To be more precise, he didn't trust her.Anathea didn't answer his questions, instead retorting, "If I really were pregnant, what would you do?"Gregory fell silent.After all, having another baby was not within his plans, especially since he already had an heir.Besides that…Gregory glanced at Anathea, noting how thin and frail she was. She looked like she would break with the slightest gust of wind. Her face was sickly pale, and even her lips were almost colorless.Gregory's thin lips pursed into a line.When Anathea received no response from him, she scoffed in her mind.They were about to divorce, so it was only natural he wouldn't wish she were pregnant, worried she would use the child to continue tying them together.Besides, he and Natalie were clearly in love
Thunder boomed as dark clouds gathered in the sky.The Rolls-Royce steadily drove into the parking garage.Cyrus immediately came forward to welcome Gregory home. "Mr. Sinclair."Gregory nodded at him, extending his long legs to get out of the car.After a few seconds of hesitation, Martin plucked up the courage to ask, "Mr. Sinclair, are we really leaving Mrs. Sinclair there? It looks like it's about to rain, and the weather forecast says that tonight's temperatures will be quite low…"Gregory thought back to the thin dress Anathea had been wearing, but his expression remained unchanged. "She can call a taxi."He refused to believe that Anathea didn't know how to call for a taxi. She was, after all, an adult.With that thought, he ignored Martin and took off his coat before tossing it at Cyrus. After that, he headed straight upstairs."Dad!" The instant Xander spotted Gregory, he rushed over and asked in confusion, "Why is Ms. Whitman's room empty?"Here he had been thinking
Anathea was drenched through, every raindrop feeling like an icy needle pricking against her skin. Her footsteps gradually slowed as her feet felt more and more like lead.The rain continued to grow heavier.Eventually, her vision began to blur.The next second, there was a loud screeching of tires as someone braked. A black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of Anathea.The car window rolled down before Gregory's face appeared.He had already changed out of his stiff and proper suit and was now dressed in loungewear. Despite that, there was no hiding his innate noble air. On the contrary, the casual attire only added to his charm.In comparison, the drenched Anathea appeared to be in a real sorry state. Even so, her back remained straight, and she retained her usual poise.The Jacobson family's teachings had ingrained in her the need to always maintain her composure. No matter where or in what situation, she could never easily show her unease or humiliation.Even when she was shiver
Gregory was growing softer when it came to Anathea.This wasn't a good thing!And Theo himself had earlier almost done the same.Upon realizing this, Theo smacked the steering wheel in anger before starting the engine. Stomping down on the accelerator, he sped off, spraying water everywhere.…At the Sinclair residence, Gregory parked the car before saying emotionlessly, "We're here. Get out."However, he received no response.Displeased, he turned to look, only to see that Anathea's eyes were tightly shut."Anathea?" Gregory called out.Still no reply.It was then he noticed Anathea's shallow breathing and the unnatural flush to her previously pale face.Expression turning grim, Gregory reached out a hand to touch her forehead. It was burning hot!"Anathea!" Gregory immediately unbuckled her seatbelt and circled the car to pick her up. Then, he strode quickly into the living room."What's going on?" Cyrus and Jenny came over to see what the commotion was about."Anathea
When Anathea woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.Last night's heavy rainfall had finally stopped, leaving only glistening drops of rainwater on the leaves to slowly drip down.The morning sun filtered through the thin curtains, illuminating the room in a soft, warm glow.As her fever had completely subsided, Anathea no longer felt so uncomfortable.Jenny, who had come in to check on Anathea, smiled when she saw that the latter was awake. She greeted cheerfully, "Good morning, Mrs. Sinclair!""Morning."Anathea slowly propped herself up into a sitting position. As she did, she caught sight of the smooth bed sheet beside her. Not a wrinkle marred the spot next to her on the bed.Gregory hadn't stayed the night."Mr. Sinclair left last night. There must have been an emergency at the company," Jenny explained.An emergency at the company?Anathea thought it more likely that he had gone off to see Natalie.Not a hint of emotion stirred the calmness in her eyes. F
The instant Anathea locked gazes with Evangeline, she already knew what the latter was planning.As she expected, after dismissing them, Evangeline sought Anathea out.Evangeline said in a meaningful tone, "Nat, this opportunity is very important to you. Don't worry, I'll definitely leave you—""No need," Anathea refused gently.Evangeline paused in surprise, not expecting Anathea to outright reject her. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.Perhaps Anathea still hadn't adjusted well, so it was Evangeline's own fault for being too hasty. It had only been a short time, after all."If you pick me, I want it to be because of my actual capabilities, so I hope you can be fairer, Ms. Holstrom. That way, the others will find it easier to accept your decision," Anathea explained.For a moment, all Evangeline could do was stare at the small smile on Anathea's face. Then, she regained her composure and let out a laugh. "Alright, I'll definitely be strict!"For the next two days,
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