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Seoul, South KoreaAfter the call with Chloe ended, Sara stood by the bed, staring down at the man who lay there in a drunken stupor. His shirt was off, and his broad chest and back were covered in angry, red hives. She set the phone aside and moved toward him.As she drew closer, she could hear Liam’s muffled groans of pain.Sara reached out and lightly brushed her hand against his back; his skin was scorching hot. She was panicked, yet she stubbornly refused to call for help—she didn't want anyone else intruding on their space.She hurried into the bathroom and emerged with a cold, damp towel.The moment she pressed the wet cloth against the flare-up on his back, the deep furrow in Liam’s brow began to soften. Sara felt a surge of relief; the cooling method was working.But the relief was short-lived. Moments later, Liam began to thrash, his hands blindly clawing at the itchy red spots as he muttered incoherently about the irritation.Sara quickly lifted the towel, intending to re-s

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When Liam Martin returned to the suite, Sara was already awake.He sat beside her, looking at her delicate face with doting eyes as he ruffled her hair. "You worked so hard last night. Thank you."Sara gave him a shy smile. "It was nothing. We’ve survived much harder times together than a restless night. What's a little bit of hardship compared to that?"Liam’s heart tightened with guilt. He remembered the car accident years ago—Sara had lost her father, and he had lost both of his parents and suffered a shattered leg. Those days were a dark, agonizing blur. If she hadn't been there, he might never have found his way back from that despair. He looked at her frail frame and wondered, not for the first time, how such a tiny girl had managed to carry him through it all back then."Liam," Sara said, her expression turning serious. "I have a confession to make."Looking at her solemn little face, Liam felt a chuckle bubble up. "Go ahead.""I... I used your phone to call Chloe last night."

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If Liam Martin were to pick one person to share the weight of his triumph and joy, the first name that would spring to mind was Chloe Bishop.In his heart, he knew that securing this partnership owed a fair amount to her. She had been his shadow and his support for six years, and the memory of her gaze outside his home that morning left a strange, suffocating tightness in his chest. He felt he owed her—and once he returned to River City, he fully intended to compensate her for everything he had taken.With a final look at the Seoul skyline, Liam’s smile faded into a mask of cool determination. He stepped into the waiting luxury car. "Back to the hotel," he commanded. It was time to go home.Back at the Grayson Mansion, the weekend morning was eerily silent. Chloe had spent the previous night retching so violently that her throat was now swollen and raw, her appetite completely gone.After breakfast, she approached Xavier Grayson. She hadn't stepped foot outside the estate for a week,

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Liam Jr. watched Chloe for a long moment before burying his small face into her shoulder, retreating once again into his silent "turtle shell."Chloe sighed, feeling the familiar weight of his withdrawal. She realized she couldn't force him to come out before he was ready.Throughout the morning, Xavier stayed with the boy. They spent time working on interlocking wooden puzzles before Xavier picked up a collection of English fables. To Chloe’s surprise, Liam Jr. listened with rapt attention. She hadn't realized he was fluent in English, but then she remembered he had spent much of his early life in the United States, so his bilingualism made perfect sense.As the boy grew tired, he instinctively rested his head on Xavier’s lap. Xavier reached down, his large hand gently ruffling the boy's soft, curly hair.The sight caught Chloe off guard. In this light, the icy armor Xavier usually wore seemed to melt away. His sharp, cold features softened, and while he still possessed an aura of un

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It was clear that Nora was at her breaking point, feeling utterly helpless. Chloe tried to anchor her: "Don't panic yet. The most important thing is to get the facts straight. This might not be what it looks like.""The video was sent directly to my phone," Nora’s text flashed back, cold and sharp. "How much more real can it get?"Chloe clicked on the file. The footage was grainy but clear enough: Nicholas was indeed walking into a hotel suite with a woman. As Chloe watched the woman’s retreating figure, a sense of dread pooled in her stomach. That silhouette was hauntingly familiar."Does that back look familiar to anyone else?" Lyra (another close friend in the group) chimed in. "Is that... Cindy?""It’s her," Nora confirmed.The realization hit Chloe and Lyra simultaneously. In a display of perfect best-friend synergy, their messages popped up at the exact same second:Lyra: "Crush her."Chloe: "Crush her.""I’ll handle that woman," Nora replied.This wasn't the first time Cindy ha

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Chloe couldn't bear to imagine the pain Nora and little Joy would endure if the rumors were true. Unable to sleep, she slipped out of her room to fix a glass of warm milk, hoping it would quiet her racing mind.She was halfway through the glass when Xavier returned. As they crossed paths, the sharp, heavy scent of alcohol hit her. "You've been drinking?" she asked instinctively. Perhaps because of Liam Martin’s severe allergy, she had become hypersensitive to the smell of liquor.Xavier didn't even grant her a glance, striding past her with cold indifference."How rude," Chloe whispered to herself, sighing as she drained the rest of the milk.She was turning to head back to the nursery when a violent thud echoed from Xavier’s suite. It sounded like something heavy had crashed to the floor. Did he fall? she wondered. He had looked steady enough a moment ago, but alcohol could be a slow-acting poison.Chloe hurried toward his room. Pushing the door open, she saw him hunched over the edg

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Chloe didn't flee. Faced with Xavier’s lingering fury, she clutched the duvet to her chest, her knuckles white, her voice trembling but resolute. "We are a real married couple now," she said, her words carrying a sense of finality. "From this day on, I sleep here."Xavier stared at the woman before him. Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were swollen and red from crying. He had expected her to fall apart, perhaps even threaten to end it all, but he never expected this level of defiance.After what had happened between them, she had somehow found the nerve to demand a place in his room. Who gave her such audacity?A cold, mocking smirk played on his lips, his deep eyes flashing with a cruel, dark energy. "Hungry for power already?"Chloe lifted her gaze, meeting his eyes with a flicker of spirit. "I don't want power. I want basic respect. I am your wife, not a maid you’ve hired to look after your house."A flicker of dangerous mockery crossed Xavier’s handsome face. "A wife? Then

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The Old Madam looked at Chloe Bishop, whose face was currently flushed like a morning sunrise, and her heart swelled with joy. In this day and age, most young women were far too bold and uninhibited; it was rare to find someone who still had the grace to blush.Thinking of this, the Old Madam’s eyes suddenly grew misty. Her voice trembled with emotion as she patted the back of Chloe’s hand. "Good... that’s very good. Grandmother can finally rest easy now..."For years, Xavier Grayson had treated women like a plague. In his mid-twenties, he didn't just lack a girlfriend—he didn't even allow a female fly near him. This had been a source of immense anxiety for the matriarch.Her worry had peaked six months ago when Xavier suddenly returned from the United States cradling a baby boy of unknown origin, claiming the child was his son. When she pressed him about the mother, he coldly informed her she was dead and declared he would never give Liam Jr. a stepmother, nor would he ever father an

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When Chloe saw Xavier again, he had changed into a fresh suit. What caught her attention, however, was the glint of metal on his hand—he was wearing the wedding ring again.Did the Old Madam say something to him? she wondered.Xavier walked toward her, each step radiating a cold, natural authority. Chloe’s body instinctively stiffened, the phantom pains of the previous night rushing back like a recurring nightmare. She was afraid of him; the memory of his clinical cruelty had left her shaken.But Xavier didn't even look at her. He leaned down, scooped up Liam Jr. from her side, and strode out of the room without a backward glance, leaving only the oppressive weight of his presence behind.Chloe let out a long, shaky breath, steadying herself against the edge of the toddler's bed. She just wanted to crawl into her own room and disappear for a while.That was when Nanny White walked in, carrying a glass of warm milk. He set it down on a nearby table and looked at Chloe with a profession

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Bitterness washed over Chloe as she stared at the sleek beast idling in the driveway.It was her favorite model—a limited-edition masterpiece that even the wealthiest struggled to procure. Liam Martin had once promised to find one for her as a Valentine’s Day gift, but he had failed. Rumor had it only one existed in all of River City. She never imagined it would be sitting in Xavier Grayson's garage.The door swiveled open, and a lean, agile figure stepped out.Chloe recognized him instantly. With his dark cap and hair falling over one eye, he looked strikingly like a quiet hero from an action movie—specifically, the man who had saved the Bishop estate during that terrifying night a week ago."Madam," Vince said, bowing slightly.Knowing he was one of Xavier’s top men didn't surprise her. "Thank you for that night," Chloe said sincerely. "What is your name?""Vince.""Vince, your skills are incredible." Chloe wasn't one to withhold praise from a savior.The usually stoic Vince blinked

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