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.
Allison, amused, decided to tease him. “So, Mr. Lloyd, your kitchen skills aren’t just a rare talent? You’ve been working on them since you were barely out of diapers?” She couldn’t help but imagine a pint-sized Kellan, barely able to see over the kitchen counter, standing on tiptoe to cook. What kind of look would…
Feigning innocence, Melany chimed in, “How could Allison be so heartless? You treated her like family. And now, in your time of pain, she won’t even part with a single pill. She really is cold.” Melany never missed an opportunity to undermine Allison, seizing every chance to sow discord. “She’s truly despicable,” Lindy muttered, seething.…
The blond man bristled with rage. “You’re asking for it, you witch!” But one of his men tugged on his sleeve. “The big boss said no violence unless necessary.” The blond man scoffed and waved him off. “I don’t care what others say! Boys, get her! Bag her, collect the medicine, and let’s hit the…
Kellan couldn’t help but chuckle at Allison’s comment in the villa. He never imagined Colton would be naive enough to fall into such an obvious trap. Colton, hearing the familiar voice, scowled. “Allison, still mingling with other men? Do you have no shame?” Allison shot back, “Who I spend time with is none of your…
The pair trailed Allison at a safe distance, close enough to observe her every move, but far enough to avoid detection. Just as they rounded a corner, a staggering drunk lurched towards Allison, his eyes lighting up as if he’d stumbled upon a rare treasure. “Hey there, gorgeous! Feeling lonely? How about you and me…
Without stopping to think, Allison furrowed her brow, grabbed her things, and rushed downstairs. She was at the Stevens Villa in no time. However, when she stepped into the living room, the only people waiting were Lindy and Colton. “You’re finally here, Allison. Come, sit with me,” Lindy said with a strained smile. He looked…
From afar, they looked like the perfect couple. But beneath the surface, both were playing their own game. As soon as Allison stepped out of the Stevens family’s villa, she dialed Gordon, her voice cutting through the line with an icy edge. “Any sign of Keanu yet?” Earlier, she had been too preoccupied to notice…
The manager, quickly catching on, furrowed his brow and turned on the saleswoman with fury. “You idiot! What did we teach you during training? You should know by now that the customer is always right! You’re supposed to treat every guest with respect, no matter who they are! Consider your paycheck for this month gone!”…
With a deliberate flourish, Melany pulled out an ornate envelope. “Here’s our wedding invitation, Allison. It would mean so much to us if you could witness our happiness.” Her eyes flicked toward Kellan, gauging his reaction. But instead of the polite dismissal she had expected, Kellan gave a cold, cutting laugh. “Feelings for Mr. Stevens?”…
Yet now, seeing her so calm and indifferent, Kellan knew that whatever feelings she once had were long gone. At Colton and Melany’s wedding, the atmosphere was far from celebratory. Instead, it was thick with whispers. Guests mingled to the sound of wedding music, exchanging sly remarks beneath polite smiles. “Ever since his divorce, Colton’s…