All Chapters of Mister Dream Man: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter Fifty One

* Jana *The first morning of rest felt wrong. The alarm didn't scream at me, no rush of coffee in my veins, no clattering of keyboards waiting at the office. The silence of my apartment pressed in on me, heavy, foreign. I tried reading, then cooking, then even cleaning out drawers I hadn't opened in weeks, but none of it settled the fire gnawing at me.By noon, I was pacing. The city outside my window seemed alive without me, like I'd been exiled. My phone lay silent on the table, and every time I glanced at it, I hated myself for wishing it would light up with his name.I was halfway to convincing myself to take a walk when the knock came. Sharp, deliberate. My stomach flipped before my brain caught up.I opened the door, and froze.Lawrence stood there, impossibly composed in a crisp shirt and jacket, but his eyes betrayed him, restless, searching. In his hand, he held keys that glinted under the hallway light."You're bored," he said, like it wasn't a question.I narrowed my eyes.

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

Chapter Fifty Two

* Lawrence *The city greeted me with its usual noise, horns, hurried footsteps, the steel-gray press of skyscrapers. But after a night at Magnolia, everything felt sharper, harsher, like I'd traded air for smoke. The resort still lingered on my skin, the salt of the sea, the echo of her laughter when she thought I wasn't listening, the weight of her silence when she was remembering her mother.I walked through the glass doors of Dankworth & Co., the familiar scent of polished wood and paper contracts replacing the ocean breeze. My staff straightened at once, greetings whispered like ripples. I barely nodded. My mind wasn't on them."Lawrence."Her voice cut through the marble atrium like a blade. My mother, this early.Jullianne Dankworth stood by the reception desk, her figure as immaculate as the empire she ruled. Tailored suit, pearls gleaming at her throat, eyes sharper than the diamond-studded cufflinks on my wrists. She didn't come to the office often anymore, only when she wan

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

Chapter Fifty Three

* Jana *The days at Magnolia felt like they belonged to another lifetime. I woke to the hush of waves brushing the shore, to curtains swaying with the sea breeze, to sunlight pouring in softer than the city ever allowed. For the first time in years, my alarm wasn't a phone buzzing on the nightstand but birds calling outside the balcony.I thought I would rest here, rest my mind, rest my heart, but the stillness only sharpened the ache. Every corner of this resort carried my mother's shadow. The reception desk where she used to smile, the path leading down to the garden where she liked to walk barefoot, the kitchen where her laughter once rang out when the chefs teased her about sneaking bread rolls.I remembered helping her wipe tables here, my hands sticky with polish, her voice telling me to dream beyond service uniforms and late shifts. Yet now, standing on the same marble floors, I felt like a ghost trailing behind her, never quite catching up.At night, I lay awake in the villa

Last Updated : 2025-09-11

Chapter Fifty Four

* Lawrence *I was back in the city, but my mind never left Magnolia. Reports piled on my desk, numbers that should have mattered, contracts waiting for signatures, but all I saw was her. Jana, sitting by the garden terrace, hair catching the morning light, eyes carrying shadows she didn't even try to hide.And then there was Dianne. I'd heard from the staff the moment I walked in, rumors going around about what happened. Magnolia resort was a place of discretion, but loyalty ran thicker than silence. They didn't give me details, not outright, but the way they glanced at each other told me enough. Dianne had gone there. She had gone to see Jana.My jaw tightened as I closed the last file without reading a word. Dianne always thought she could control the boardroom and the ballroom alike, but she had no business stepping into Magnolia resort uninvited. That resort wasn't just my family's legacy, it was mine. And she dared use it as her stage to attack Jana?I leaned back in my chair, f

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

Chapter Fifty Five

* Jana *The following morning I saw the old woman stood by the service stairwell like she belonged to its shadow, small, stooped, hands knotted as if the years had tied themselves into her fingers. I recalled her in my memory. Her name was Marta, she had folded sheets for Magnolia long before I was born, the staff said. She smelled faintly of starch and camphor and something older, like the back room of a chapel.I caught her wiping down a brass railing, the action automatic, the world trimmed to a string of duties. My voice came out too soft as I gathered courage to asked. "Marta?"She glanced up, and for half a breath I thought I saw recognition flare, then she looked away, busying her hands with the cloth as if polishing could buff out memory."I." I started, feeling ridiculous and childish at once. "You knew my mother. I, I just wanted to ask, about that night from a long time ago."Marta's jaw tightened. Her eyes, colorless with years, slid past me to the corridor where a maid h

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Chapter Fifty Six

* Lawrence *The noise of the city fell away the moment her voice reached me. Jana. She is fragile but determined, she is like a glass that had learned to hold fire without shattering. I sat back in my chair, the phone pressed close to my ears even after we spoke, her words threading into me heavier than any contract on my desk. Marta is an old employee. Her name alone carried years of Magnolia resort in it, the bones of the resort, the memory of linens folded tighter than secrets.She wouldn't talk to her. I could picture it too easily, the old woman with eyes dulled by fear, refusing to reopen wounds that had been scabbed over by silence. I didn't blame her for that. This island had always kept its ghosts carefully boxed away. But Jana, she wasn't built to leave things buried. She needs to know the truth and so am I.When she asked me not to bully Marta, not to use my ownership like a weapon, something in me tightened. She still didn't quite trust me, not all the way, and maybe she

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Chapter Fifty Seven

* Jana *Marta's eyes hardened again, though a tremor flickered in her hands. She wrung the linen one last time, water streaming down like veins breaking open, then hung it over the line with sharp, deliberate motions. I know how she feels, being afraid for her life and her family."You think ownership means you're owed my truth," she said, her gaze landing squarely on Lawrence. "But this isn't something money can buy, Mister Dankworth. You hold the keys to the gates and the deeds in your files, but the things I keep, they belong to me alone."Her words stung, though I wasn't sure for whom, him or me. Lawrence didn't flinch, didn't snap back with the arrogance I had half-feared. He only dipped his head, a quiet acknowledgment that seemed to disarm her more than any demand would have. He knows when to press further and when to stop."I'm not here as the owner," Lawrence said, his voice low, steady. "Not here to twist your arm. I'm here because Jana deserves more than silence. If you ca

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Chapter Fifty Eight

* Lawrence *Her body swayed against mine as we stepped into the elevator, the golden glow of the Magnolia resort lights fading behind us. The doors slid shut, sealing us in a quiet, too heavy, too intimate atmosphere. Jana leaned into me, her breath warm with wine, her body soft and tempting, and her laughter fading into something softer, something that reached for me.She tilted her face up, eyes half-lidded, those lashes that hypnotized me, and then her lips parted. The attempt at a kiss was clumsy and impulsive, and my pulse thundered because for a heartbeat, I wanted nothing more than to close the distance and claim her moist mouth. Instead, I caught her chin gently, halting her from going further."Jana," I whispered, my voice strained with the weight of restraint. "Not like this, please."Her brows furrowed, almost pouting, and she leaned in again, stubborn in her haze. My breath hitched. Her determination, the way she pressed closer, the way her scent and warmth clouded every

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

Chapter Fifty Nine

* Jana *I woke up to a soft pressure on my lips, a feather of a kiss that felt like the sunrise itself had landed there. For a dizzy second, my brain refused to boot, and I noticed the room smelled of his cologne mixed with salt from the sea and the faint sweetness of last night's wine. My eyes blinked open to the sliver of morning light slipping past the curtains and to Lawrence's silhouette, still half asleep, forehead resting against mine.Panic tried to rise like a tide. Oh no! Oh God! My cheeks flamed pink before I even remembered why. I was in his arms. I was in bed with him. I had just, and he was still here. My heart thudded an impossible drumbeat that made the bed bounce against me.Lawrence stirred he must have felt me looking at his face, a lazy smile pulling at the corner of his mouth as if he could read my thoughts and thought them ridiculous. He kissed the corner of my mouth again, softer this time, and whispered, "Morning, Jana, sweetheart."Heat crawled up my neck. I

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

Chapter Sixty

* Lawrence *The whole day after was supposed to be quiet, wrapped in the warmth of her laughter still clinging to the air, the taste of breakfast, and the comfort of my stolen kisses. But it wasn't long before reality pushed through like a sharp crack in glass. I thought that the day would stay beautiful just like her but it didn't.By midday, the hotel manager came knocking on our door with a clipped politeness that told me something was wrong. Marta hadn't shown up for her shift, the old woman must have been afraid of another confrontation from us. At first, Jana brushed it off, maybe Marta had gone home to her family in the village, maybe she had fallen ill. But her voice trembled on that word as the hours passed by. I knew she was worried, and deep inside so am I. Even if she tried to hide it behind stubborn calm.We decided to go look for her when the sun was about to go down. I couldn't let her face this alone.The drive inland was a sharp contrast to the softness of our morni

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

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