Accused of killing Eric’s unborn child, Hadley was cast out and abandoned by the man she loved. Years later, she returns transformed into an untouchable nightclub sensation, surrounded by admirers willing to pay a fortune for her attention. When Eric demands she return to him, Hadley only smiles. Once, she begged for his love. Now, he’ll have to fight for hers.
“Someone help me! I’m being attacked!” The desperate screams of Linda Harris filled the air, drawing an increasing crowd of onlookers to the scene. Hadley Pearson stood at the top of the staircase, her gaze fixed on Linda, who lay crumpled at the bottom. A look of utter confusion washed over Hadley as she stared…
Rapidly drying her tears, Hadley rose, smoothed her hair, and opened the door. With a forced smile, she said, “Nyla.” Nyla examined Hadley, noticing her red, swollen eyes-evidence of a night spent crying. Despite understanding Hadley’s distress, Nyla struggled to overlook her recent actions. Nyla seated herself on the sofa, gesturing for Hadley to sit…
“At once, sir!” Hadley was halted halfway by the guards, her path to Eric blocked. “I need to speak with you-it’s urgent!” Hadley yelled, her voice laced with desperation. Eric continued forward, ignoring her plea. As his car pulled up, he entered without a backward glance. “Eric! Please, just listen!” Hadley’s voice broke with despair…
He examined her face briefly before a slight smirk appeared. “Feigning illness again? You expect me to believe that?” His voice took on a cold edge. “Even if you are sick, how serious could it be? Linda has just lost a child and is still in the hospital, while you’re here, perfectly upright! You’ll cope.…
Hadley’s frustration was clear as she stamped her foot. Inside, her savings lay-every single penny she had painstakingly gathered for her baby’s future needs: hospital bills, diapers, and baby formula. “I need to retrieve it!” Hadley moved to step further, but at that moment, a flaming beam from the ceiling crashed down in front of…
Upon observing Hadley, a flicker of astonishment crossed Sebastian’s features. “Are you really Mrs. Hadley Flynn?” “That’s me,” Hadley replied, her smile softening. The transformations in her over the years were not lost on her; she had slimmed down and even grown a bit, thanks to a late growth spurt. “You’ve undergone quite the transformation.”…
Stopping short, Eric was visibly surprised. Before him was a woman of considerable height, slightly gaunt yet unmistakably lovely-her expansive, expressive eyes were particularly striking. While he didn’t immediately recognize her, an unusual sense of familiarity lingered. Nevertheless, Eric kept his face expressionless. He was uncomfortable with anyone intruding into his personal space. “What’s your…
The noodles on the table had gone cold, sticking together and turning mushy. Hadley settled into her chair, speared a large bite of noodles, and stuffed them into her mouth. They were cold and soggy, causing her to cough as she struggled to swallow. Despite the unpleasant texture, she continued eating. She was hungry and…
Once home, Hadley consumed the bread with just water, setting aside the remainder for later. She then changed into her dance attire and began her routine. Practice was essential; Hadley couldn’t afford to skip even a day. Eric didn’t return that night. Hadley was unfazed. During their brief marriage, his absences had been common. Back…
“Could she be wearing heels, though?” A soft chuckle escaped Hadley. She was aware of how close Linda and Eric were, but the idea of being mistaken for Linda was somewhat absurd. They differed significantly in both height and physical appearance. “Hello?” Abruptly, the man ahead halted to answer his phone. “About that project, listen…”…