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Inside Alexander's bedroom.The doctor carefully completed his examination, slowly removing the stethoscope from Alexander's chest.Phoebe quickly stepped forward, her eyes filled with urgency and concern. "How is he?" she asked anxiously.The doctor turned to her, his gaze carrying a trace of reproach, his tone slightly stern. "Why didn't you stop him? If his leg had been left unchecked any longer, he could have been permanently crippled. After his accident, if he had received proper treatment in time, he should have fully recovered by now. But he missed the optimal treatment window. And now, after taking injections and getting caught in the rain, he's only making things worse."The doctor's words struck Phoebe like a hammer to the chest, making it difficult for her to breathe."How could he be so reckless? You must never let him use stimulants again," the doctor continued. "Sure, they provide temporary effects—when injected into the leg muscles, they allow movement for a short perio

After lunch, Ryan and Anila exchanged a glance, instantly understanding each other.Ryan stood up, patted Gavin's shoulder, and said with a smile, "We're going out for a walk. You two should have a good chat."Anila also smiled and chimed in, "Yes, take this chance to talk things through."With that, the two turned and walked out, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.Phoebe naturally understood her parents' intention. She sat quietly in her chair, watching them leave. The room instantly fell silent, leaving only her and Gavin. A subtle tension and awkwardness filled the air.Phoebe slowly stood up, her gaze unfocused, and walked straight to the dining table, beginning to clear the dishes. Her movements were gentle yet somewhat mechanical, as if trying to bury her emotions in the act of tidying up."I'll help you."Gavin stood up as well, quickly stepping to her side. His voice was filled with care and warmth, his eyes never leaving her for even a second.Phoebe nodded slightly w

The days that followed felt like an unending nightmare.During the daytime, Gavin wore his impeccably tailored suit, his face adorned with a warm and gentle smile, as if he were the perfect gentleman. But when night fell, he tore away his mask of civility, revealing the beast lurking beneath.Laura trembled in fear and agony, enduring his relentless torment. Her life had become a living hell, suffocating and unbearable.In this endless darkness, only the memories of Leroy brought her the faintest trace of warmth.She could still remember how, whenever she was near him, a sense of peace would wash over her. His embrace was broad and comforting, like the gentle warmth of the winter sun, making her reluctant to let go.She loved burying her head in his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. In those moments, she felt as if all the troubles and sorrows of the world no longer existed.But now, all of that had turned into nothing but a fleeting illusion.Leroy had vanished

At that moment, she felt her nightgown being gently slipped off, a chill instantly washing over her. Then, her undergarments were undone, and she instinctively shivered.Soon after, she felt a cold, hard body press down on her, causing her heart to race uncontrollably.Her mind was in disarray, unable to comprehend why she felt the urge to respond. This unfamiliar sensation should have repulsed her, yet she found herself unable to control her own body."Phoebe, I want you," a magnetic voice whispered in her ear. It was so familiar, only that man could be so blunt."Phoebe, feel it, isn't it hard?" As he spoke, her hand was guided by a warm, large hand, slowly moving downward.When she touched that hard object, Phoebe's body trembled uncontrollably."Do you know how much I need you?" The familiar voice continued to murmur in her ear, laced with temptation.Simultaneously, a pair of hands began to roam over her snow-white body, each tou

Phoebe and Gavin’s wedding was meant to be a grand and luxurious affair. However, Phoebe insisted on keeping it low-key. Gavin, who had always indulged her every wish, agreed without hesitation. As a result, the ceremony was far more understated than originally planned.Phoebe stood quietly at the entrance of the church, her delicate veil gently draping over her face. Clad in a magnificent wedding gown, she looked like a princess straight out of a fairy tale—pure, beautiful, and ethereal.Yet, beneath this seemingly perfect façade, her heart churned with turmoil, waves of emotion crashing uncontrollably within her.A distinct, masculine scent drifted through the air, pulling her from her trance. She instinctively forced a stiff smile.The wedding proceeded smoothly, without any unexpected interruptions—just as Phoebe had anticipated. In her mind, Alexander was no longer a threat; after all, she had personally ended his life not lo