บททั้งหมดของ Halt His Wandering Heart: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

"Cedric, be a man for once. Stop turning this into a spectacle and making yourself a joke." Eva rolled her eyes at him, voice sharp as a blade. "Your own lack of self-control is bad enough, but don't drag Lizzie into it. She has no interest in catching whatever filthy diseases you might bring home."Dark, roiling fury surged in Cedric's eyes. He said nothing, only stared at Lizzie with a storm brewing in his gaze.At last, Lizzie laid the divorce agreement on the table."I know you'll want time to review it carefully. Take it. But remember this, Cedric—you are the guilty party in this marriage. If you dare use our families' partnership as leverage to hurt me further, I won't hesitate to fight you to the end."So be it. If it came to endless lawsuits, she was ready.In her past life, she had endured too much pain. In this one, she refused to bend."Eva, let's go."Eva nodded and followed Lizzie out of the apartment.Inside the car, Lizzie sat in silence. Eva could sense her turm

Over her meal with Eva, Lizzie recounted what she had overheard."Holy shit! Susan really is something else. Isn't she supposed to be all sweet and innocent? Since when does she have a dead ex-boyfriend? And Cedric… doesn't he have a thing for untouched girls? Doesn't he mind she's been… used? That's gotta be love."Eva's words were crude, but she had a point."I think Susan is carrying a huge secret," Lizzie said. "And that secret is the real reason she's close to Cedric. He's not stupid, but he's too in love. And love blinds you. Love makes you overlook everything else."In her previous life, when Cedric had been infatuated with her, Lizzie could twist truth into lies and he would still believe her. That was the kind of man he was—easily consumed by passion, reckless enough to drown himself in it."If you ask me, Cedric deserves to crash and burn because of Susan."Lizzie only smiled, dropping a piece of tripe into Eva's bowl. "Eat it before it gets tough."They shared a few d

"Today, we're celebrating an important anniversary for the Bennet Group, and Cedric has the audacity to bring another woman? Is he trying to publicly humiliate his father-in-law?""Please. Among the rich, money is the only family tie that matters. With the marriage collapsing, that 'father-in-law' title is meaningless. Why would he bother putting on a show?""Mrs. Lannister shows up with another man, Mr. Lannister shows up with another woman… this couple certainly knows how to put on a show. Looks like tonight will be entertaining."Cedric paid no attention to the whispers. He strode directly toward Derrick."Derrick," his mocking gaze lingered on Jon for several deliberate seconds before shifting to Lizzie, "how could you host the company's anniversary without inviting me? That's your mistake, Lizzie."Lizzie couldn't tell what he was playing at with this sardonic tone. In her previous life, he had never once attended a Bennet Group event. He wasn't here to celebrate—he had come

Cedric obeyed without protest.He didn't ask why. He simply dropped to his knees before Phillip, silent as stone."Oscar, bring the whip."The Lannister family's preferred tool for discipline was a bullwhip, its braided leather as thick as a man's wrist. A single strike was enough to split the skin open.In the three years since Lizzie had married into the family, she had never once seen it. But reborn into this life, today, she finally witnessed it firsthand.Oscar placed the whip into Phillip's hand. "Don't hold back, Dad. This brat deserves it."Gripping the whip, Phillip's face darkened with rage. "You dare flaunt your mistress before your father-in-law? Does it thrill you that much?"Crack!The lash split the air before landing across Cedric's back, tearing skin into a bloody gash.Lizzie flinched.She had thought the patriarch only meant to frighten Cedric. She hadn't expected him to strike in earnest.A few more lashes and Cedric could be beaten to death.If he died…

Lizzie spun around and bolted.The man chased after her, spewing filth with every breath."Don't run! If you tire me out, I won't have the strength to satisfy you tonight!"I'm telling you, no matter how far you run, you'll never leave my turf. My gang owns this whole area. Let's see where you think you can hide!"The early winter wind sliced past her ears. Terror hollowed her chest.She ran with everything she had—even if she stumbled, even if the streets were empty and desolate."You little bitch, you sure can run." The man panted hard, but still pursued, his voice dripping with menace. "Wait till I catch you! I'll teach you a lesson. Stop right there!"She didn't know how long she'd been running. At last, across the road, she spotted a police outpost.The traffic light flicked red. She didn't care. All she could think was, 'Once I reach there, I'll be safe.'Then came the shriek of brakes—sharp, violent, splitting the night.Lizzie's body lifted like a kite with its string