I was greatly appalled when I saw Jake. I did not expect that I was going to meet him again. Yes, it was him. He was the driver of Sarah. He did not look like a family driver though. ‘What’s his relation to the King’s family?’ I asked in my mind as I walked towards the car. He had a bright grin on his face as he opened the car door for me. But I felt a sudden urge to back out as his presence made me feel uneasy. Nonetheless, I was aware that he might suspect me of avoiding him. Thus, I acted as though his presence didn't bother me at all, trying to appear relaxed. I released a deep breath and then put on a pleasant expression on my face before getting into the car. However, I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable due to the pain in my thighs. I just hoped that it didn’t reflect on my face. But just like when I climbed the stairs earlier, my legs slightly trembled as I hopped into the car that I almost fell. My heart raced while my face flushed red. I bit off my lips in order t

Leo still didn’t listen to me. And to my surprise, he didn’t take the stairs anymore. Instead, he walked straight toward the direction of the elevator. Then, we entered the lift as soon as it opened. My brows furrowed as he seemed to have no plans to put me down. “Can you put me down on the floor now?” I exclaimed as I frowned after he pressed the close button of the elevator. “Sure,” He said with a meaningful smile on his lips. Then, he quickly kneeled and laid me down on the floor. My eyes bulged while my mouth fell open. I couldn’t believe what he just did! And as soon as I recovered from the shock, I swiftly got up, beat the dust off my clothes, and confronted him. “Hey–” But I could not continue what I was going to say as the elevator door opened. Then I saw three people waiting outside the lift. Leo gave me an annoying smirk before he walked outside the lift. I could feel my face flushed red in irritation as I could not say anything, and I could not do anything but pout

My brows furrowed as I looked at Stella’s reflection in the mirror. “How did I flirt with him?” I repeated, greatly appalled by her question. “Yes. You flirted with him, that's why he married you, didn’t you? Because if not, I’m very sure that he would not marry you. Look at yourself and look at how you’re dressed. Eww!” She emphasized with a scowl, scanning my outfit from head to toe. I could feel my blood shoot up in my head, disgusted by her statement because she was right since I was only wearing a loose white shirt and skinny jeans. I assumed she was not aware of the arranged marriage. Sigh. If only I could tell her the real story. But since she insulted me, I would give her what she wanted. “Look who’s talking? Aren’t you the one who’s flirting with him just a while ago? Well, I pity you that even if you look stunning, he still chose me to become his wife,” I countered with a sarcastic smirk. I could see in the mirror how Stella’s expression changed from mocking to furious

Leo didn’t respond. Instead, he turned to the bedside table and poured water into a glass. "Drink some first," He uttered while handing me the glass of water. And since my throat felt dry, I didn’t hesitate to accept it and drank half of it. Putting down the glass, I turned to him and queried, “What happened last night? Why can’t I remember?” I suddenly felt a lump in my throat while tears stung my eyes as I got anxious about why I couldn’t seem to remember what occurred. And why did he seem so concerned? Nevertheless, I still tried to recall what exactly transpired last night while waiting for his reply. “Calm down, Angela. Don’t worry, nothing bad happened.” He declared solemnly as he stared straight into my eyes. I didn’t know but I was not convinced by his statement. However, I really struggled to recall what occurred. No matter how I tried, I couldn’t remember. I suddenly held my head as it hurt the more I forced myself to recall what happened. “Are you okay?” He asked wo

"See, you don't believe me!" I muttered with a grimace. Then, I pursed my lips as I attempted to stand up, but Leo swiftly tightened his embrace around my waist. Subsequently, he delicately lifted my chin, redirecting my gaze towards him. "It’s not that I don’t believe you, Angela. I just want to know every angle of the story. And to be honest, the evidence pointing to Denver as the culprit isn’t quite convincing. There were loopholes,” he said, his voice laced with a sigh. After a brief pause, he added, “Anyway, I know you’re already starving. Let’s have dinner first.” With those words, he helped me to my feet. Well, he was right. I was already starving since I hadn’t eaten anything yet due to sleeping all day. Yet, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. It seemed he deliberately avoided discussing the possibility of Stella's involvement, abruptly ending our conversation on the matter. I wondered if it was due to the fact that Stella was his best friend’s sister and