"Ah! Ethan, wait wait!" Eve gasped as Ethan suddenly lifted her and flung her over his shoulder. "Stop stop stop, Ethan, put me down!" Eve screamed and beat at his back, her heart hammering so hard that it could fly out of her chest. "This isn't the proper way to treat your wife! Mr. Anderson! Ethan, put me down!" But despite Eve's yells and screams, Ethan did not put her down. He even spanked her several times commanding her to shut up. He left the servants' quarters, heading straight into the house, and he took her upstairs. "Ethan, wait. I'm hungry, please let me eat dinner." Ethan strode up the stairs, ignoring her. And instead of stopping at the bedroom, he took her to his study room before putting her down and locking the door. "Ethan." Eve gasped and ran to a corner. "Don't even think about punishing me, I did nothing wrong. I– I didn't come to the company because I was tired. I spent the whole day learning how to drive.""You're lying." Ethan stood at the door, glaring

Eve sat in the passenger seat of Ethan's car, hoping more than anything to disappear. "You still won't say anything, huh?" Ethan gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles bright. "Evelyn, if you dare cause any trouble this time–""I– I didn't cause any trouble, I swear. It's just a matter related to the taxi incident.""The taxi incident again." Ethan glanced sideways, his anger increasing. "How many things are you hiding from me, Eve? Why are you needed at the police custody?"Eve grimaced and looked out of the window. They arrived at the police station several minutes later, and she hurried out of the car but Ethan came to her side and gripped her hand."Stop it, Ethan. I didn't do anything wrong. And you'll find out in a moment." Eve wriggled her hand free and gave him a helpless look.Ethan gave her a skeptical look. She followed him into the station and they met her father sitting on a waiting chair. On another chair sat the taxi driver who was handcuffed. While Cole stood in a

"I swear I don't know that Mr. Hudson, Ethan. Don't let his words get to you. There's nothing going on between us." It was as if Ethan was suddenly mute. Despite what she said, he didn't glance at her or say a word as he drove them back to the Villa. "Ethan, don't tell me you're angry. I didn't know Cole would deny the accusation. I thought Dad would be able to take care of him.""Ethan, I know I didn't tell you all that happened regarding the taxi incident. But it doesn't matter, as Cole and the driver are now arrested. They can no longer do anything to me.""I know you care for my safety, Ethan. And I promise you I won't get into any more trouble. Come on, Honey. You can't stay mad at me for long."Ethan sped into the Villa and the car came to a screeching halt in the parking lot. The impact was too strong that Eve's head almost hit the car's window despite wearing her seatbelt. "Ah! What is wrong with you, Ethan? Why can't you be more careful?" Eve left the car, her body shaking

"Madam." "Madam." "Madam, what are you doing?" Eve snapped back to her senses and looked away from the mirror. She had been deeply engrossed in decorating her face that she didn't notice the maid's presence. "Hey, Camila. Do I look good?" "You look great, Madam." The maid had on a small frown. "Are you going somewhere?" "Yep." Eve rose to her feet and picked her bag up from the vanity table. "I'm resuming work today. Is the breakfast ready?" "Yes, the breakfast is ready." The maid nodded. "But you aren't well enough, Madam. Are you sure you can go to work in this condition?" "Why not?" Eve dropped both hands on her waist and twirled around. "Don't I look as fit as a fiddle? It has been almost a week now. If I didn't recover, wouldn't you question my resilience?" Besides, Ethan hadn't been home for three days now. He spent the night at his company with the excuse that an important project was going on which needed his strict supervision. Eve would be expecting him to return

"But if I put it here, it will look made up. How about we draw up another draft?""No, we don't have time for that. Just do it like that. We've done this many times and he didn't suspect a thing." Eve pushed the door open and the voices stopped. In the room, two middle-aged men sat across each other in front of a desk. While at the swivel chair behind the desk sat a lady who seemed to be in her forties. "Who are you? Don't you know how to knock!?" One of the middle-aged men hollered. "What do you want, Young Lady?" The woman asked. "Why did you barge into my office without requesting permission?" "I am looking for the manager." Eve's eyes swept across the three people. "I am the manager," the woman answered. "What brought you here?" "Why are you asking her that!?" The first man slapped the desk. "She should be explaining herself for walking in on us without permission. Amanda, is this how you handle your employees here?" "Unless she is new, I don't recognize her as one of my e