Orphaned in a single night, Clarisse is taken in by relatives who see her as nothing more than a means to seize her parents’ wealth. Years of cruelty and humiliation follow, stripping her of everything but a fragile hope. With freedom just days away, she clings to one question: can she finally escape, or will fate break her again?
“Yes, my lord.” “What do you think happened to her?” “I think… it’s probably a fever,” she answered, her eyes widening slightly. “Hm, fever,” he mused, crossing his legs. His gaze never left her. “So, you brought me desserts, of your own volition?” “Yes, my lord. I hope it cheers you up.” “Sure, place it…
“Is that all?” “You should call her and-“ The line cut off. “What?! Ah!” Ryan scoffed, unbelieving. “This good-for-nothing punk, did he… just hang up on me? Woah! Unbelievable.” He gritted his teeth, feeling like seeing him at that moment and ripping his skull apart. But he wasn’t too bothered. His love language is coldness…
“Get the first aid kit!” he shouted at the chief maid, who had just returned from the hospital that morning. He had been with Christian when they heard her scream. The maid hurried to her drawer, but there was nothing there. “Go to my room!” Christian yelled angrily at the old man, who immediately ran…
“Of course, I have to take what life throws at me, but no, I choose to go after what I want, what I like. I chase after my dreams without giving up. I want to eat good food like my mates, wear nice clothes, and drive an expensive car. Is that too much to ask?”…
Victor’s hand grew weak, and the flowers slipped out of his hand, falling to the ground. He felt as though he had been unreasonable. “I just wanted to forget about him, forget all the memories that just won’t go away, pick myself back up, and do the things I love doing to get over him,”…
“I actually beat you to it. Just admit it.” “Oh no, I won’t.” “For real?” “I’ll think about it.” “Tsk,” she hissed, grinning. She stared back at him, unable to take her eyes off him. He looked so hot and handsome. Her gaze fell on his pink lips, and she felt butterflies deep inside her…
“Nothing… much.” “Nothing much is not nothing. Anything fun?” “No,” she shook her head. “You seem to have something to say to me,” he said, looking at her closely. “Yes, yes, I wanted… to thank you for the phone. Thank you.” “Anything for you, Ari,” he said, but that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.…
“No way, I’d never do that,” Alice grinned, but that only irritated Ashley more. At that moment, a lady walked up to them. “Hi, ladies,” she greeted. “Hi,” they replied. But instead of greeting Ashley with a happy birthday, the lady turned to Alice. “Hi, Alice. Isn’t that a Mortana dress?” “Yes, it is.” “OMG,”…
“Huh?” Christian blinked awkwardly. With attention now on them, Victor cleared his throat and maintained his composure. “Just wondering,” he said. “About?” “How you’re coping with her. You know, old habits die hard. You must know why I divorced her. I couldn’t tolerate her embarrassing behaviors, and I have standards. I’m sorry you fell into…
“You’re not ready to know,” he said with a smile. “I want to know,” she replied, unsure whether she was asking because she truly wanted to know or simply out of curiosity. “You’ll know when you’re ready,” he said, pulling her closer, their chests pressing against each other. Her breath quickened as she gazed into…