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Chapter 1

Night fell, and the villa was swallowed in darkness.Mickey O'Brien stormed upstairs, his face like stone, fury radiating from him.He kicked open the bedroom door, yelling, "Wendy, haven't you learned your lesson? You actually dared to provoke Chloe again? Do you even realize how weak she is? Now she's fainted from the stress, and you really have the nerve to act like nothing happened…"Click. The light snapped on.His words caught in his throat.He paused, then pushed open the bathroom door.Still, no sign of me.His expression twisted, anger burning deeper now. Just as he stepped out of the room, Becky Liddle, the housekeeper, rushed toward him in a panic."Sir, Madam hasn't returned since the day you took her away. We've tried calling, but the phone doesn't go through. Do you think something might have happened to her?"Mickey's brows drew together. A flicker of concern flashed in his eyes—but in the next second, it vanished behind his usual cold detachment."What could p

Chapter 2

Two days ago, when I returned to my parents' house, I saw Chloe on a video call with Mickey.She called him Jack and mentioned the orphanage.It felt like a bolt of thunder struck me in the chest.That name—Jack—split something open inside me. The past, long buried and quiet, surged back like a tidal wave.I wanted—no, needed—to confront her. But before I could, she knocked me out and locked me away.She mocked my naivety, forced some drug down my throat that took my voice, stole my phone and every piece of ID I had, then staged a scene where she played the victim—left behind on a mountain by me.And Mickey, of course, believed every word.He was furious. Dragged me to the car like a criminal and dumped me in that cabin on the mountain.I couldn't speak, only cry, pleading with him with my eyes.He kicked me to the ground and said coldly, "Wendy, a woman as vicious as you won't learn her lesson without punishment. I already told you I'd marry you. Why go after Chloe? Since you

Chapter 3

"Jack... did something happen to Wendy?" Chloe's voice trembled. "The wedding's the day after tomorrow. You should go find her. I'm fine, really. I've always been alone. I'm used to it."Her eyes dimmed, the light in them flickering out like a candle in the wind.Mickey gently patted her back. "Rose, don't be afraid. I won't let you be alone anymore."Chloe smiled again, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Really? But you're getting married. You'll be Wendy's husband soon. Jack... you can't stay with me forever."She tried to pull away from his embrace, but he held her tightly by the waist, refusing to let her go.His eyes were dark, filled with restraint and a pain he couldn't quite hide."Don't go, Rose. Even if I get married to Wendy, I can still be with you. I'll talk to Wendy on the wedding day. I'll ask her to let you move in. After that, we'll never have to be apart again."Every word was tender, filled with earnest sincerity.Chloe looked up at him and asked softly, "What if

Chapter 4

Chloe's cheeks flushed as she slipped shyly into the fitting room.Mickey stood still for a while, then pulled out his phone and dialed William."Find out where Wendy is," he said flatly. "The wedding's tomorrow. Is she still planning to try on the dress or not?"William's voice came through, "Mr. O'Brien… Wendy is dead. She won't be attending the wedding."Mickey's eyes turned cold. "What the... You're still playing along with her act? Tell Wendy—if she wants to throw a tantrum, fine, but there's a limit. I didn't even blame her for leaving Chloe in the mountains. But she shouldn't push it too far. If she keeps this up, she can forget about the wedding."A voice suddenly cut through the line—hoarse, shaking with fury. "Mickey! Do you even have a heart? Wendy is dead. She's really dead!"My breath caught.It was my mother's voice.She had come back from the countryside?Mickey froze. His expression twisted."Miranda… I know you favor Wendy, but this—this is too much. You're r

Chapter 5

The portrait. The coffin. The flowers.Each of them, in their quiet, unrelenting way, told Mickey the same thing.I was dead. Truly, completely gone.His steps faltered. Disbelief flickered through his eyes as he scanned the room."What are you doing?" he asked, voice tight. "Today's my wedding with Wendy. Who gave you permission to put all this bad luck out here?"He moved forward, hands already reaching. "Take it all down. The picture too—get rid of it."He reached to tear it down, but before he could touch anything, his mother slapped him."Mickey, get a grip. Today is Wendy's funeral. Try throwing another tantrum and see what happens."Her eyes were red and swollen. She had always loved Mickey dearly. Once, she'd even told me he was heaven's gift to her, that their bond was stronger than blood.I hadn't understood back then. I hadn't asked.But now, I knew. Mickey wasn't her biological son. She had adopted him from an orphanage.His left cheek reddened and swelled instan

Chapter 6

My mother's face was carved with sorrow as she called for people to drag Mickey out of her house.But just as they approached, Mickey suddenly broke into a frenzy, thrashing like a man possessed."Don't touch me! Stay away! All of you—get the hell away from me! No one gets to separate me and Wendy. No one."He muttered like a madman, clutching my lifeless body with desperate tenderness, his voice soaked in tears.I knew then—he believed Adeline. She had laid it all out in vivid detail, even down to how many stray dogs lived at the orphanage.The foyer descended into chaos.Eventually, Mickey was dragged out of my parents' home. He was tossed out like a raving lunatic, and all the while, his mother didn't say a word.My body was taken to the cemetery. During the burial, the only sound I heard was weeping—my mother's, Adeline's, Lauren's, even William's.As for Mickey, he was held back outside the gates. Just like me, all he could do was listen to the cries.He fought to break t

Chapter 7

Chloe flew back several meters from the kick, clutching her chest as blood spilled from her lips.Her vision blurred as pain stabbed through every organ in her body.Since being locked up here, she'd endured torment no human should face. She was terrified—but still, she'd held on to the hope that Mickey might remember the bond they once had.But now, it was clear. That bond had never truly existed.Everything between them had come from that diary. From Rose.And she wasn't Rose.So whatever they'd had—if it had ever been anything at all—was gone.All that remained was Mickey's hatred.His face was dark as storm clouds as he stepped forward, planting his foot hard on Chloe's chest, pinning her down as he stared down at her."Tell me," he said coldly. "Why did you pretend to be Rose? How did you know all those things?"Chloe shook her head, eyes brimming with tears.But Mickey was past his limit. He pressed down harder."Speak!" His voice cut like ice. "You have three seconds

Chapter 8

Mickey stayed in the hospital for two days. His knees had been damaged from kneeling too long, and now he walked with a limp.But he insisted on being discharged. No one could stop him.I followed quietly behind and realized he was heading for the orphanage. It had been shut down eight years ago after Helen passed away.The courtyard was crumbling, overgrown, and the walls were layered in spiderwebs. As he pushed open the gate, a cloud of dust rose in his face.He wandered through the grounds like a ghost, aimless and silent. When tired, he would lie down wherever he stood.I thought he'd gone mad. There was nothing left of the man he used to be—proud, fastidious, immaculate.Wasn't he a germaphobe? Didn't he care about cleanliness?But now he looked like a drifter, filthy from head to toe.It was as if he had shut out the world, his entire being consumed by that diary he cradled in his hands.He read and read, smiling, then laughing. Then crying. He acted like a madman."Mic

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