On their third anniversary, Allison’s husband coldly asks for a divorce solely because his first love has returned. After three years of loyalty and sacrifice, she’s cast aside without hesitation. But Colton doesn’t know the truth: Allison isn’t a simple housewife, but a hidden genius. And walking away may bring the biggest loss to his life.
Caught up in his thoughts, Kellan reached for his phone, but his fingers stopped short when he spotted a note beneath the gun on his nightstand, held down by a wad of cash. The handwriting was a mess, but the message was crystal clear: “Your performance was dreadful. Consider this your tip after a deduction.”…
“Allison, you’re here,” Lindy said softly, taking a delicate sip of her coffee. Despite being over fifty, Lindy carried herself with the grace of someone untouched by time. She wore a fitted brown cheongsam, adorned with pearl earrings, her every movement poised and refined. As she glanced up, her gaze lingered on Allison for a…
At that moment, the sound of the front door opening cut through the air. “Mr. Colton Stevens and Miss Johnson have returned!” Kaelyn’s voice rang out from the hallway as she swung the door open. Melany entered, clinging to Colton’s arm, her smile syrupy sweet. “Thank you.” But the moment they stepped into the parlor…
Keanu exhaled deeply, as if each breath weighed more than the last. He patted Allison’s shoulder, guiding her to sit beside him on the sofa. His gaze bore into Colton, every word dripping with disappointment. “For three years, Allison has held this family together so you could focus on your work. In my lifetime, I’ve…
But no, Melany was the woman he had always loved, the one he had fought so hard for. He held her tighter, then took her hand and led her forward. “We’ll head back to the mansion once Grandpa cools off. He’s stubborn, but he’ll come around. In the meantime, let’s go back to the villa.…
Colton himself had never worn his ring. He had tossed it into the safe-out of sight, out of mind. This was the second time he’d laid eyes on Allison’s ring; the first being at their wedding. It had cost around four hundred thousand. Though not as extravagant as the ring he’d quietly purchased for Melany,…
Frowning, she searched her memory. The last time she’d seen it was that night – the crazy night with Kellan. Since then, it had vanished. Recalling the chaos of that night, when even her clothes had been torn to shreds, it wasn’t surprising that her necklace had gone missing too. Annoyed, she clenched her jaw…
Emanuel, who had spent days trying to nudge Kellan out of his orbit, raised an eyebrow. He caught a flicker of hesitation in Kellan’s expression, unexpected even to him. “Already packing up? I figured you’d have more grit than that, wheel guy.” Kellan’s gaze drifted down to the clay in his hands, its cool, soft…
Allison didn’t so much as glance her way, treating her presence as though it didn’t even register. Realizing that her attempt to create tension was falling flat, and seeing that Allison and Kellan continued their work, completely unfazed, Melany forced herself to strike up a conversation. “You must be Mr. Lloyd? I didn’t expect to…
A soft laugh escaped her lips. Whatever feelings she could’ve had for him died in that moment. Kellan, sitting nearby, sensed the shift in her, but he stayed silent. He knew Allison didn’t need anyone’s pity. She was strong enough to stand on her own. “Every piece of pottery in our home was made by…