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The room fell instantly silent. Belinay’s gaze was incredibly intense. Under her gaze, I calmly went over the care instructions for the baby. “Don’t feed more than 2 ounces at a time. Feed the baby about every three hours, and keep the baby’s head higher than its body while feeding....” Belinay stared at me coldly. Then, she suddenly let out a derisive snort. Her voice carried a hint of disdain. “I thought your month of silence meant you’d come to your senses, but it turns out you’re just cooking up more crazy schemes. Albert Clark, do you really think the child can’t survive without you, her biological father?

Wells, you've got a line of women waiting to be your bride. Thomas's reaction was swift and fierce—he grabbed Chloe by the hair. Chloe's scream sliced through the air, "Sorry! I'm so sorry, Mr. Wells, I shouldn't have said that!" "You! If it weren't for my plan to push Rebecca away, I wouldn't bother with you or your sorry bunch. You really thought you were the queen bee of the Wells family, didn't you?" Thomas spat out the words before releasing her hair, sending Chloe crashing to the floor.

VANESSA'S POV Spring announced itself not with a fanfare, but with a slow, relentless drip from the lodge's eaves and the faint, sweet scent of wet earth waking beneath the snow. The world was softening at the edges. Inside the great hall, the map on the wall was no longer a winter's curiosity; it was a spring blueprint, its annotations the subject of daily planning and debate.

The shop owner, a kind-looking elderly man, adjusted his reading glasses and helped her compare colors. “This imported lace would work well for repairing a wedding dress.” He nudged his glasses up his nose Wendy’s fingertips traced the delicate patterns when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind her. “Wendy!” She turned around to see Austin jogging toward her with a stack of books in his arms. He stopped in front of her, slightly out of breath. “I asked a friend to bring the bridal design references you wanted over.” She took the books from him. It was the latest issue of International Wedding Gown Design and several professional manuals.

Olivia had spent the past few years at Ethan’s side, gentle and attentive. She took good care of the child and obeyed Ethan in everything. A woman like that seemed incapable of doing something so cruel. “This is ridiculous.” Ethan let out an icy snort and tossed the letter onto the desk. For some reason, the words in that letter clung to him like a thorn buried under his skin. He could not ignore them. Olivia had returned at the exact moment his company began to recover.

Philip offered a small smile, nonchalantly moving on. "The bill, please." When they stepped outside, Jane said carefully, "Mr. Dillon, that day when you gave me the wedding dress, I noticed Ms. Brock didn't look very happy. She seemed to really like the first one. Now that I have a new one, maybe you should—" "No need." Philip took a drag from his cigarette, the smoke partially hiding his face. Only his voice cut through the cold wind and reached my ears.

Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors. Some flowers landed on my shoulder, and I thought to myself that I had made it through winter. And finally, my spring was here.

He probably thought that nine hundred dollars was a fortune to me, that I would be grateful. … Some faint rustling behind me told me that Ryan was standing there. I did not even have to turn around. I could feel the warmth of his freshly showered skin radiating against my back. I locked my phone screen, only to catch his reflection on the dark surface. He was bare-chested. He reached out and casually adjusted the collar of my shirt with an almost deliberate patience. “Soph, there’s something I want to tell you.” He only ever called me by my nickname when he was trying to coax me.

in his crisp little voice. Ever since then, she had her very own shadow. Adrian was always there, carrying her books to school or jumping to her defense whenever she was upset. Over time, the name "Addy" had become a part of her, growing deep within her heart. She aced the SATs, outscoring Adrian by a mile, but without a second thought, she chose the same colleges he did. She was not a fan of the dry northern climate, but the thought of being in the same city, in the same university as him, made it all seem worth it.