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Read next chapter | Emerging from the confines of marriage, she blossomed from a mundane housewife to a renowned painter with a legion of admirers. When her ex-husband sought reconciliation at her doorstep, he witnessed her in the arms of a prominent man. "Meet your new sister-in-law!" ===== In the dimly lit, opulent private cinema, the most exclusive jewelry auction was being broadcast live. "One million, going once, going twice--" The rich cadence of the auctioneer's voice echoed through the room, the man tightened his grip around Alicia Bennett's waist... With the intensity between them only grew fiercer as time passed... The auctioneer's gavel fell. "Sold for ten million! Let's give a round of applause to Mr. Joshua Yates!" The name struck Alicia like a lightning bolt. Her body instantly went rigid, something that the man couldn't help but notice, flicked lazily toward the screen. The camera zoomed in on Joshua Yates's face, every detail of his familiar features displayed in perfect clarity. "Joshua Yates, the second son of the Yates family... an acquaintance perhaps?" he drawled, the corners of his mouth tugging into a sly smile. Alicia's frown deepened. The last thing she wanted was to discuss it, she didn't respond. The man, upon seeing the situation, chuckled lightly before his movements grew even more relentless... ...... When it was over, Alicia took advantage of the man's time in the shower and quietly made her escape. When Caden Ward finally emerged from the bathroom, not catching sight of the woman's figure, he curled his lips slightly. Moments later, his assistant, Hank Ford, burst into the room, clearly on edge, "Er, apologies, Mr. Ward. I let my guard down. Give me a moment, and I'll have her brought back immediately." They had just returned to the country, taking every precaution. And yet, a woman had managed to slip through the cracks of their security. Caden's features calm, almost indifferent. "No need. I was... a willing participant." Hank's eyes widened in shock. In all the time he'd known Caden, the man had never slept with a woman,even physical contact. There were even rumors that Caden might suffer from some secret ailment. Yet now, those whispers seemed to evaporate in the face of this unexpected turn of events. Before Hank could make sense of it, Caden's deep voice pulled him back to reality. "I want you to look into Joshua's personal life. Have the report on my desk in half an hour." Tonight, Alicia had stumbled into his room, feverish and desperate. It was obvious she'd been framed. And then came the revelation--Alicia was still a pureness. Two years of marriage to Joshua... Yet she was still untouched? Caden's lips curled into a satisfied smile. But as he reflected, one thing became abundantly clear--Alicia had no idea who she'd been with due to the d*ug's effects. ... By the time Alicia returned home, the first light of dawn filtered through the windows. Only then did she realize how long she had been out. But before she could dwell any further, her phone rang. It was her bestie, Monica Flynn, calling. "Alicia!" Monica practically screeched from the other end of the line, her voice high-pitched with worry. "How are you now?" Alicia exhaled deeply, kicking off her shoes carelessly. "I've been better," she murmured. Monica's anger bubbled over, her words sharp and unrelenting. "Joshua's beyond disgusting! If he doesn't want to stay married, he should just grow a spine and divorce you already! What kind of sick man would scheme against his own wife?" The sharp pain of betrayal shot through Alicia's chest. Yesterday was their second anniversary. Joshua had texted her, suggesting they celebrate. Daring to hope he had changed, she had dressed up to the nine's, only to be met with disappointment and a d*ug-laced drink that sent her spiraling into a night of confusion and chaos. Was Joshua really the mastermind behind this? Swallowing the bitterness that tried clawing its way to the surface, Alicia forced herself to climb the stairs, her movements slow and weary. "It's fine, Monica. I'll handle it." Monica, ever protective, wasn't convinced. "'Handle it'? What do you mean you'll handle it? Just say the word, and I'll be over in a heartbeat." Alicia couldn't help the small, tired smile that tugged at her lips, hanging up the phone. But her heart still felt heavy, just as she lost focus, the door to her bedroom creaked open. She lifted her gaze, and almost instantly, her stomach dropped. There, fresh from a shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, stood Joshua. He stared down at her. Chapter 2 Divorce Alicia snapped out of her daze as soon as she met the icy gaze of Joshua, her so-called husband. His expression remained unchanged, cold and indifferent as ever, as though he was looking at a stranger. The only thing out of place was the scars on his lips. A wave of disgust washed over her, she pushed him away and was about to enter. Joshua frowned, his hand shooting out to grab her wrist. "Alicia, what's with the attitude?" He seemed quite unhappy with her this time, which was a rare thing, considering how little he bothered to come home. Normally, Alicia would have welcomed him back with open arms, a flicker of joy lighting up her tired features, but today she looked drained, almost hollow. She didn't resist his grip, meeting his gaze with a calmness that unnerved him. "Haven't I always been like this? Obedient, sensible, making sure the house is in order, ensuring you're comfortable, ready to give your best at work." A small, bitter smile tugged at her lips. "Isn't that what you like most about me? It makes things easier for you, doesn't it? Frees up time for your other... 'special someone'." Joshua's eyes darkened at the veiled accusation. Denial hovered on his lips, but he didn't bother. Why should he? He dropped her hand and said gruffly, "Actually, that's why I'm here. We need to talk." Alicia vigorously rubbed her wrist, as though she was trying to erase his touch. "So, are you planning to finally go public with her?" Joshua's expression twisted instantly, his calm facade cracking. "What do you know? Did you have me stalked by a private investigator or something?" Alicia let out a soft, humorless laugh. "Is that necessary? Last night, you spared no expense to make her happy. Even a blind person could tell you're mad about her." He stared at her, unsettled by her icy tone. It was still her voice, still Alicia, but there was something different about her... For some reason, he felt inexplicably hurt, like a thorn pricking his heart. Perhaps it was the way she looked at him now--her eyes, once warm and filled with love for him, were now completely empty. There was no anger, no pain, just... nothing. It was a stark contrast to the woman who used to look at him as if he were her entire world. For reasons he couldn't explain, the sight of her like this stirred something in him, an unfamiliar dissatisfaction. Annoyed by his own reaction, Joshua decided to hit back, his voice harder now. "She's pregnant. It's a delicate pregnancy, so I bought her a little something to lift her spirits." Alicia's fists clenched before she could stop them. P**gnant? So, the nights she had stayed up waiting for him to come home, he'd been with another woman, working diligently to start a new family? Seeing Alicia wince a little, Joshua felt a flicker of satisfaction. "It's not that I don't want to touch you," he said, voice dripping with condescension. "You're just about as thrilling as watching paint dry. No man would want that." His cruel words pierced through Alicia, yet she managed to remain composed on the surface. It wasn't that she avoided intimacy; she just wasn't the one to initiate it. Did that make her so undesirable? Was it a sin? Taking a slow, steady breath, Alicia willed herself to stay calm. "Fine," she replied quietly. "Let's get a divorce then. You can give her the title she wants." The word "divorce" made Joshua's eyelid twitch involuntarily. He scoffed, eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Is this another one of your games?" Convinced he was right, his voice grew colder, more biting. "Alicia, for two years, you've pulled every childish stunt, begging for my attention. Aren't you tired yet? Because I sure as hell am." He paused, letting his disdain sink in. "You claim to love me so much. Could you really walk away from me?" Alicia couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped her. Love him? Did he even understand what that meant? When Joshua's business had crumbled, leaving him with nothing but debt and shattered dreams, it had been Alicia who emptied her savings to pull him from the wreckage. Out of gratitude--or maybe obligation--he had married her. For two long years, she had been the dutiful wife, supporting him as he clawed his way to success. And what had Alicia gotten in return? She had been cast aside like a useless relic, while another woman carried his child. Her love, her loyalty, had been ground into the dirt beneath his feet. To care for this man any longer would be masochism. Her voice steady, Alicia said, "Draft the divorce agreement. I'll agree to whatever terms you want." And with that, she turned and disappeared through the door, leaving Joshua standing alone in the hallway. For a moment, he stared after her angrily, but then a cold, mocking smile tugged at his lips. Fine, she can play the martyr. He doubted she could keep it up for long. Storming out of the house, Joshua headed straight to the apartment where his lover, Lilliana Green, awaited him. "Well, that was fast," she teased upon hearing Joshua was getting a divorce, raising a brow. "Seems she wasn't as tough to deal with as you claimed." "She's cunning," Joshua muttered, the edge of suspicion creeping into his voice. "I don't know if she's actually agreeing to the divorce or just playing me." Lilliana's arms draping lazily around his neck, "Relax, Joshua, even if she changes her mind, it's too late." Joshua's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?" Chapter 3 Letting Go Lilliana's eyes flickered with shadowy intent. She wasn't foolish enough to show her cards now, so she waved it off with an effortless excuse. "During your two-year marriage, she has lived quietly in the shadows as a mere housewife, disconnected from your world. When you're assertive, would she dare to say a word?" Joshua pursed his lips into a hard line. During the past two years, Alicia had indeed done everything for him--given him support and solace. She had loved him fiercely, but at the end of it all, what value did love truly hold? Against all odds, he had clawed his way to the top, and he'd finally grasped the power he craved. That success, however, hadn't come easy, and it wasn't love that secured his position--it was alliances with the powerful. The prestige of the Green family daughter, that title alone, was worth far more than Alicia's devoted love. As these thoughts plagued his mind, Lilliana said happily, "Joshua, congratulations on escaping the grind. Shall we celebrate?" For a moment, Joshua's gaze flickered down to her, but Alicia's indifferent face suddenly flashed before his eyes. Since leaving the house earlier, Alicia hadn't once called him to ask for his whereabouts. Before, if he had been upset with her, she would've called him in a panic. A sharp, inexplicable irritation surged within him. Without thinking, he pushed Lilliana back, "You're only a few weeks' pregnant. Be careful." Lilliana, sharp as ever, sensed he was distracted. "Joshua, what's wrong?" she asked gently. "Don't you want to get divorced?" Joshua's response was instant. "Of course I want to divorce her." Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. "Then why don't you seem very happy?" Joshua offered a quick excuse, his voice steady but distant. "My father's condition has worsened. He doesn't have much time left, and Caden returned last night. He's likely here to claim his inheritance. I need to figure out how to handle him." Lilliana blinked, momentarily thrown. "Caden? Your brother from your father's first marriage? He doesn't even carry the Yates name anymore. What right does he have to fight you for the inheritance?" Joshua's expression darkened. It was true--but at the end of the day, he was still the son of a home-wrecker. All these years of relentless effort had not only been to carve out a name for himself in the Yates family, but to push Caden into the shadows where he belonged. One way or another, Joshua was hell-bent on winning. Meanwhile, Alicia stirred from her sleep. Darkness had already fallen, yet she felt even more drained than before. It was because her dreams revolved around that stranger. when her phone buzzed with a call from Monica did she snap out of her daze. "Alicia, I got your bl**d test results. I passed them to a friend of mine with some serious connections. He's digging around to see who bought the stuff." Alicia sat up a little straighter, her mind sharpening. "Thanks, Monica. Appreciate it." "If you really want to thank me, do me a favor: stop obsessing over that j**k. And after the divorce, focus on your career. You owe me that much." Alicia's chest warmed, her head lowering in quiet gratitude. "I know, I know." Now that she thought about it, she had come to the realization that her feelings for Joshua had never been pure love--they were born out of a debt, a sense of obligation. Her family's expectations had always weighed heavily on her, and in that lonely, stifled childhood, it was Joshua who had been there. His companionship had nurtured a vague affection she'd confused for love. "Lucky for me, love's never been something I've held onto tightly," Alicia murmured. "These last two years... I'll just see it as repaying his kindness." Monica paused, her usual boldness tempered with thoughtfulness. She knew better than anyone how, once upon a time, Joshua had indeed loved Alicia. But, it turned out love could be a fleeting thing. "Alicia, I really hope you've let go for good," Monica said with a convicted sigh. A sharp pang hit Alicia's chest, her eyes stinging as she fought back the urge to cry. Quickly, she pressed her hand to her eyelids, refusing to let the tears fall. It was only then she noticed something startling. Stunned, she stared at her hand. The wedding ring--something she had once held onto so tightly--was gone. Gone for a whole day and night, and she hadn't even noticed. Suddenly, her heart felt lighter, the weight of everything she'd been carrying beginning to lift. She whispered, more to herself than anyone, "Yes, I've truly let go." ... It didn't take long for Joshua to notice. He had returned to grab something quickly when his eyes fell on her hand. His brow furrowed as he asked, without thinking, "Where's your wedding ring?" Chapter 4 Her Nemesis Alicia's only concern now was leaving Joshua, so she ignored his question and asked flatly, "Are the divorce papers ready yet?" That word again--"divorce". Irritation flickered across Joshua's eyes. "What's the rush?" he snapped, his voice cold and sharp. "My father's finalizing his will, and if word gets out about my divorce, it'll ruin my standing. Now, pack your things--we're having dinner at the Yates Mansion this afternoon." With Caden's return, the family was throwing a welcome-home dinner for him. They also hoped that by doing so, it'd lift the spirits of Jerald Yates, Joshua's father. However, maintaining the charade of a happy marriage was the last thing on Alicia's mind. "I'm not going," she announced curtly. "Just get the divorce finalized and stop wasting my time." Joshua laughed, a sound that held no warmth. "Oh, come on, Alicia. Stop pretending. You hid the ring because you don't actually want to leave me, right? You can't stand the thought of being without me." He leaned in, smirking, and added, "You've worked hard these past two years. Even if we divorce, I'll still take care of you--as long as you keep me happy." Alicia's eyes widened, disbelief turning into anger. Hid the ring? Couldn't bear to be without him? His arrogant words sounded like nails on a chalkboard to Alicia's ears. With a sharp sneer, she shot back, "Oh, Mr. Yates, how could I possibly make you happy? Don't worry, I'll return the ring--wouldn't want this plain Jane to irk you, right? Once you have it, we're finalizing the divorce immediately." But Joshua wasn't fazed by her venom. He thought he knew her too well, convinced this was just another ploy to get his attention. Without thinking too much, he tossed a bag at her. "We've got guests today. Dress appropriately, and don't make me look bad." Alicia looked down at the bag, her mind flashing back to the countless times she had visited the mansion dressed in modest, unassuming clothes-- doing everything to blend in, to please him and his family. But now, with their divorce looming on the horizon, Alicia no longer cared to play the part of a dutiful wife. After slipping into the outfit, she carefully applied a touch of makeup, just enough to bring out the vibrance in her already flawless complexion. The subtle enhancements accentuated her smooth skin and delicate features, lending her a certain glow. When Joshua saw her descending the staircase, he froze for a brief moment, eyes lingering. Perhaps it was the way the dress hugged Alicia's graceful curves, making her seem more alluring than usual. At the entrance of the Yates Mansion, they both slipped into their familiar roles, masking the tension between them with practiced ease. Alicia casually looped her arm through Joshua's, their movements synchronized as they walked into the courtyard. Though Jerald was too ill to receive anyone, the grand hall bustled with life, relatives filling the space with chatter. The noise hummed around her, but for some reason, as soon as Alicia crossed the threshold, a sharp chill pricked at her skin. She instinctively looked up, her gaze immediately drawn to the figure lounging casually at the far end of the room. Legs crossed, dark shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal a sliver of his collarbone, the man oozed arrogance, his presence commanding. When Alicia's eyes finally met his-- a familiar, authoritative stare that pinned her in place-- her mind raced as emotions began to surge uncontrollably. Joshua noticed the shift in her demeanor, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What's going on with you?" Alicia's breath caught in her throat. One word escaped her lips, barely audible. "Caden?" Just the mention of his name sent a chill down her spine. To her, Caden was the embodiment of her nightmares. Due to their families' friendship, their paths first crossed at the tender age of ten. Caden, having taken a year off, transferred to her school, and from that moment, Alicia's perfect world began to unravel. She could no longer claim the top spot. No matter how relentless her efforts, no matter how late she stayed up studying, Caden was always a step ahead. He would outscore her by the smallest of margins--a point, maybe two--leaving her perpetually stranded in second place. Anyone else might have accepted defeat, settled into the role of runner-up. But not Alicia. Born into the once prestigious Bennett family, she was raised under the suffocating weight of living up to her family name. Excellence wasn't just a goal--it was the currency by which she could earn her parents' affection. Failure was not an option, yet Caden had the audacity to snatch away everything she'd worked for with what seemed like effortless ease. It was as if he'd set his sights on her from the very beginning, and Alicia, stubborn to a fault, refused to back down. Their rivalry spanned over a decade, a relentless battle fought both openly and in the shadows, and their final showdown took place in college, just before their graduation, at the national competition. Alicia poured her heart and soul into that moment, her focus razor-sharp as she aimed for nothing less than perfection. And she achieved it, having garnered a perfect score. But Caden, ever the serpent, had bribed the judges, twisting the results in his favor. Alicia was forced, once again, into second place. The sting of injustice was deep, but the harshest blow came from her father, Phil Bennett. Over the phone, his voice dripped with disappointment in her ranking. Alicia, having grown accustomed to his tirades, said nothing. She waited for his anger to ebb, then asked quietly, "I'm graduating soon. Will you come back?" Her mother, Donna, had always been her softer solace. She comforted Alicia that day, promising they'd be there for her graduation. But life had other plans. Phil and Donna, rushing back from Itrubisite to attend the graduation, perished in a tragic plane crash. Overnight, Alicia's world crumbled, left an orphan in this cruel world. Since that day, she had never challenged Caden again. Afterward, Caden left Warrington to build his career overseas. ... "He's back for the inheritance," Joshua muttered, his voice barely audible. Alicia cast him a sidelong glance as he continued, "With a family empire as big as ours, an eldest son like him wouldn't give up so easily." Her brow furrowed slightly. It was true--the Yates empire was massive, a legacy most would kill for. But Caden had accumulated his own fortune, surpassing even the family's vast wealth. Did he really care about the inheritance? Then again, this was Caden. Competing was in his blood. Even if he didn't care about the fortune itself, he'd fight tooth and nail just to win, to toy with everyone else. The man had a knack for stirring chaos purely for his own amusement. Alicia had been his rival for as long as she could remember, and even now, the thought of giving him so much as a glance felt like a waste of energy. She turned to walk away. But Joshua caught her wrist, his grip firm yet tense. "I know you two don't get along," he said. "But he's still my elder brother. We need to maintain appearances." Her body stiffened at the touch, and she immediately tried to pull her hand free. Joshua's frown deepened. "Alicia, behave," he hissed. Irritation flared in her chest. "I'm not refusing to go in. Just let go of me first. I don't want your filthy hands touching me." A flicker of something dark passed over Joshua's face, and instead of releasing her, he intertwined their fingers, squeezing them tight. Alicia bit her tongue, silently fuming. As they neared, Caden's gaze slowly lifted, his eyes narrowing in a lazy, almost bored assessment of them. "Caden," Joshua greeted, his tone strained, meeting his brother's gaze with forced cordiality. Caden's eyes flicked to their entwined hands, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Your girlfriend?" he asked indifferently, as though he didn't recognize Alicia. Chapter 5 We Meet Again So Soon Alicia's nerves coiled tight like a spring. That voice... Her messy thoughts blurred into chaos, but one thing broke through the haze--Joshua's calm declaration. "Alicia and I have been married for two years now. She cares about me, so we kept it low-key. Just went straight for the registration; no ceremony. You were busy abroad at the time, so we didn't bother you." Caden arched a brow, his voice laced with venomous mockery. "Oh, so she's my sister-in-law." The way he spat the words "sister-in-law" felt more like a s*ap than a title, leaving no doubt about his contempt for her. Alicia could feel the man's sneer underneath every syllable. And all this was thanks to her so-called husband, Joshua. Her hand trembled as she snatched a tissue, vigorously wiping her hand. "Looks like Alicia's a bit of a germophobe," Caden observed, his tone a casual jab at her disgust. Joshua's expression darkened, the tension between them thickening. He hadn't expected her to humiliate him like this. "It seems I've spoiled her too much," he muttered, his voice low and tight with irritation. Caden's eyes gleamed with a dangerous glint. "If it's a serious condition, she should get treated. It could impact her role as a mother. You know how badly our father has wanted a grandchild." At this, something flickered across Joshua's eyes. Even though Alicia, his wife, was right beside him, he went ahead and lied through his teeth. "Thanks for the concern, Caden, but I already have good news for Dad. I just haven't gotten around to telling him yet." Caden's smirk deepened, his gaze flicking toward Alicia, who was about done with the bullshit of a charade. She quietly excused herself and strode off. "How far along is she?" he asked meaningfully. "Doesn't seem like she's pregnant." Joshua didn't miss a beat. "Just a month." The answer was as much a threat as it was an announcement. Now, the inheritance stakes had just been raised, and Jerald, ever focused on continuing the family line, would certainly take his unborn grandchild into consideration. Caden's smile hardened, and Joshua delivered the final blow with a smug undertone. "You'd better catch up, Caden. I can't always be one step ahead." Caden, unfazed, waved his hand lazily. "No rush." ... Alicia stepped onto the terrace, the cool night breeze washing over her skin. She drank in the fresh air hungrily to steady her nerves. Pulling out her phone, she quickly dialed the manager of the private cinema again. "Have you found the ring?" she asked anxiously. The manager hesitated, sounding troubled. "Ms. Bennett, we've searched thoroughly and questioned all the staff, but... we really couldn't find any ring." "Then..." Alicia clenched her fist, her mind racing. "Do you have the contact details of the guest who booked the room that day?" "I'm sorry, but due to our privacy policy, we can't disclose any information on our clients." Her heart sank. "I see," she sighed with resignation. "Please tell me immediately if anything turns up, okay?" In a perfect world, she could've just bought an identical ring and pass it off for the original. Unfortunately, Joshua had that ring custom-made, and it wasn't easy to replicate. After dinner, it started to rain. The relatives began to trickle out one by one. Joshua stood by her side as they made their way to the car, his eyes trailing down to her bare wrist. "If you liked that bracelet at the auction, then I can buy you something like it," he said coolly. Alicia had to resist the urge to roll her eyes sardonically. She didn't believe for a second that Joshua had a change of heart towards her. "Trying to buy my silence, huh?" Her words were sharp, slicing right through Joshua's tender facade. "No need. I have no desire to be tangled up in your affairs." Joshua hadn't intended to sound like that, but her mocking tone struck a nerve. His jaw clenched, and a bitter smile crossed his lips. "Fine. Don't take it. The money I spend on you is a waste anyway." Alicia bit the inside of her cheek before adding firmly, "Joshua, I already told you. I'm willing to leave this marriage empty-handed. Let's sign the divorce papers tomorrow morning and end this once and for all." His smile twisted into something dark, something dangerous. "What about the ring?" "I lost it." Joshua's eyes narrowed, his tone unrelenting. "I don't care about anything else. I want the ring." She could barely contain her frustration, her breath hitching as he delivered his final blow. "If you can't find it," he said coldly, "I'll assume you're holding onto it because you still care about me." Just then, Joshua's phone rang; it was Lilliana calling. "Joshua." She mewled his name pitifully. "The thunder is so loud. I'm scared to sleep alone... Can you come over?" The car wasn't heading anywhere near Lilliana's and Joshua was furious with Alicia, so without a second thought, he kicked her out into the rain and sped off. He didn't even leave her an umbrella. Alicia stood frozen by the roadside, the downpour quickly soaking through her clothes. The cold rain seeped into her bones, chilling her to the core. Gritting her chattering teeth, she swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth and began trudging along the drenched pavement. Behind her, the soft hum of an engine crept closer. A sleek, low-profile Maybach rolled up beside her, its headlights cutting through the rain. "Mr. Ward," the driver said, glancing back, "I believe that's Ms. Bennett." The car slowed to a stop. Caden glanced out the window, his sharp eyes narrowing on Alicia's lonesome figure. She had just paused, her fingers gathering the fabric of her soaked dress, tying it up to ease her stride. Caden's lips curled into a faint. "Invite her inside," he drawled. The car came to a halt next to Alicia. The driver stepped out, holding a large umbrella over her head, his voice polite. "Ms. Bennett, it's hard to find a cab at this hour. May I offer you a ride home?" Alicia's eyes flicked up, recognizing the man as the Yates family's driver. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her voice soft but steady. "Thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience." However, as soon as she slipped into the backseat of the car, she locked eyes with its other passenger--Caden. "We meet again so soon, sister-in-law?" His voice, smooth as velvet, carried a hint of mischief. ...... What happens next? 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No | 2024-12-02 19:09 | active | 1951 | 0 | ใใใใฏใชใใฏใใฆ็กๆใงใ่ชญใฟใใ ใใ๏ผ | ใใใคๅฝผๅฅณใจ้ขๅฉใใใฎ๏ผใ ๅๅฎคใฎไธญใงใๅฅณใฎๅญใฏๆๆ ใซๆบใกใ็ณใง็ฎใฎๅใฎ็ทๆงใ่ฆใคใใฆใใใ ๅฐๆพ้้ฆใฏๅๅฎคใฎๅคใซ็ซใฃใฆใใฆใๆ่ถณใๅทใใฆใใใใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใจๅใใใๅฐๆพ้้ฆใฏ็ทใฎ็พใใๅณใใ้กใ่ฆใคใใ้ก่ฒใฏ้ใใใฆใใใ ็ทใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅคซใไบๅฎฎ้ ไนใงใใใ ๅฃใใใใชใ้ ไนใฏใใใฎใฏใฉใใงใฆใงใคใฟใผใจใใฆๅใใฆใใใ้้ฆใฏไปๆฅไปไบใ็ตใใฆไธ็ทใซๅธฐใใใใซๆฉใใซใใฃใฆๆฅใใใใใใชๅ ด้ขใซ้ญ้ใใใจใฏไบๆณใใฆใใชใใฃใใ ็ทใฏ่ใๅใ่ปฝใ้ใใไฝใใฆๅฟๅฐใใๅฃฐใ็บใใใใใงใใใ ใๆฉใๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ฉฑใใใ ้้ฆใฏ็ฎใ้ใใ่ใๅใใใ ่ฉฑใใใใ ใ ใใใใใใช็ด ๆตใชๅฃฐใ ใฃใใชใใฆใ ใใใซใใฆใใใใฃใจ่ใใๅฝผใฎๆๅใฎ่จ่ใ้ขๅฉใ ใฃใใชใใฆใไบๆณๅคใงใใใ ไบบ้ใใ ใฃใใฎใใจ้้ฆใฏๅฐใ่ซ็ถ่ชๅคฑใใฆใใใ ใใฎไธๅใงใฏใผใซใช็ทๆงใใ้ ไนใ ใชใใฆใใใๅพใชใใ ้ ไนใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใฏใใใชใใ ใฏใฉใใๅบใใจใใๅคใฏ้จใ้ใฃใฆใใใใใใซๆฟกใใฆใใพใใ้้ฆใฏๆบๅธฏใๅใๅบใใๅคซใฎ็ชๅทใซใใคใคใซใใฆใฟใใ ๅๅฎคใฎ็ชใพใงๆญฉใใฆ่กใใ้จใงใใใใ ่ฆ้ใ้ใใฆไธญใ่ฆใใใ ้ ไนใฏ็ใๅฏใใชใใๆบๅธฏใๆใซๅใใ็ก่กจๆ ใง้่ฉฑใๅใฃใฆใใใใกใใปใผใธใๆใกๅงใใใ ใกใใปใผใธใใใใซๅฑใใใ ใใฉใใใฆ้ป่ฉฑใใใใฆใใใฎ๏ผๅใ่ฉฑใใชใใใจใๅฟใใฆใใฎ๏ผใ ้้ฆใฏใกใใปใผใธใ่ฆใคใใใพใใงใใคใใงๅบใใใใใฎใใใซๅฟ่ใ็ใใชใฃใฆใใใ ใชใๅใใคใ๏ผ ใใคๅใใใใใซใชใฃใใฎใ๏ผ ใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใจใฏใใใค็ฅใๅใฃใใใ ใใ๏ผ ใใค้ขๅฉใใใใจใๆฑบใใใใ ใใ๏ผ ่ธใซๆนงใไธใใ็กๆฐใฎ็ๅใไปใใใถใกใพใใใใจๆใฃใใใๅฝผใฎๅทใใ่กจๆ ใซๆใใใฅใใฆใใงใใชใฃใใ 1ๅนดๅใ่จๆถๅชๅคฑใงๅฃใใใใชใ้ ไนใๅฎถใซ้ฃใใฆๅธฐใฃใๆใๅฝผใฏ่ชๅใฎๅๅใฎๆธใๆนใ ใใ่ฆใใฆใใฆใไปใฎใในใฆใๅฟใใฆใใใ ใใใช้ ไนใซ่ชญใฟๆธใใใๆ่ฉฑใพใงไธใใๆใใใใใซไบบใๆใใใใจใใๅญฆใฐใใใฎใฏๅฐๆพ้้ฆใ ใฃใใ ใใฎๅพใไบไบบใฏ็ตๅฉใใใ ็ฟๆ ฃใ่บซใซใคใใซใฏ21ๆฅใใใใจ่จใใใฆใใใใ1ๅนด้ไธ็ทใซใใใจใ้ ไนใจใใ็ทใฎๅญๅจใซใใ่ชๅใธใฎๅชใใ็ฌ้กใซใใใฃใใๆ ฃใใฆใใใ ใ ใใใใใฏใใฃใจๅใซ้ใใชใใ้ ไนใฏ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใฏใใใชใใจไฟกใใฆใใใ ้จใซๆฟกใใฆๅฎถใซๅธฐใใจใ้้ฆใฏใ้ขจๅใซๅ ฅใใ้ ไนใฎใใใซๆ็ใ็จๆใใฆใ้ฃๅใง้ใใซๅพ ใฃใฆใใใ ๆ่จใๅคใฎ10ๆใๆใใใจใใใใขใ้ใใๅฏๆฐใใพใจใฃใ้ ไนใๅฎถใซๅ ฅใฃใฆใใใ ้ ไนใฏใใงใซใฆใงใคใฟใผใฎๅถๆใซ็ๆฟใใฆใใใ ็็ฑใใชใๅฟใ็ใใชใฃใใ ๆฅไธญใซ่ฆใ็ทใฎๅงฟใๅนปใชใฎใใฉใใใใใใชใใฃใใ ใ้้ฆใใฉใใใใฎ๏ผใ ้กใ้ใใใใผใใใใจใใ่กจๆ ใฎๅฆปใ่ฆใ้ ไนใฏใๅฟ้ ใใใซๆ่ฉฑใงๅฐใญใใ ๅฝผใฎ็ซฏๆญฃใช้ก็ซใกใซใฏไธๅฎใใซใใฟใๆใ็ณใซใฏ็ฆใใๅฎฟใฃใฆใใใใ ้้ฆใฎ้ ญใฎไธญใซๆตฎใใใงใใใฎใฏใๅทใใ็ฎใงใกใใปใผใธใๆใก่พผใฟใชใใใๅฅใฎๅฅณๆงใจๆฅฝใใใใซไผ่ฉฑใใฆใใๅคซใฎๅงฟใ ใฃใใ ใชใใฆ็ฎ่ใชใใฎใ ใ ใ้ฆๆฐดใฎๅใใใใใใไปใฎๅฅณๆงใฎใ ้้ฆใฏๅฝผใซ่งฆใใใใใฎใ้ฟใใชใใ่จ่ใ็บใใใ ้ ไนใฎ้ก่ฒใไธๅคใใๆ่ฉฑใง็ญใใใใไปๆฅใๅๅฎคใงๆฅๅฎขใใ้ใใๅฎขๆงใฎ้ฆๆฐดใฎๅใใใคใใใใใใใชใใใใใซใทใฃใฏใผใๆตดใณใฆใใใญใใ ้ ไนใ็ซใกไธใใฃใฆใใคใฌใซ่กใใจใใใใซๆฐดใฎๆตใใ้ณใ่ใใใฆใใใ ็ทๅผตใใชใใ่ชฌๆใใๆงๅญใฏใๅใใใ่ฆใใชใใฃใใ ้้ฆใฏ็ซใกไธใใใใใฎใพใพๆตดๅฎคใซๅ ฅใฃใฆใๆฟกใใ่บซไฝใๆฐใซใใใใจใชใ้ ไนใๆฑใใใใ็ฎใ้ใใใใไปๆฅใใฏใฉใใซ่กใฃใฆใใใฎใ ็ทใฏๅใใๆญขใใใใฐใใใใฆใใใใใใใใฃใใใ ใใใใจใใๆฏใใคใใใ ใใฎๆใซ่ใใใๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใฏใ้ณๆฅฝใจๆททใใๅใฃใฆใใฆใใใใปใฉ้ฎฎๆใงใฏใชใใฃใใ ใใใชใฎใซใไปใฎๅฝผใฎไฝใๅฃฐใฏ้้ฆใฎ้ ญใฎไธใง้ณดใ้ฟใใฆใใใใใฎ้ฎฎๆใงๅฟใซ้ฟใๅฃฐใซใ้้ฆใฏๆฏใๅใใปใฉ่ธใ็ใใ ใ ้ ไนใฏ่ฉฑใใใใใซใชใฃใใใๅฝผใฏใใใซใใฎใใจใไผใใฆใใใใฉใใใใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใใจใใฆใใใ ใใใฏๆฌๅฝใชใฎใ ใใใใ ใฉใใใฆ้ขๅฉใชใใฆ่จใๅบใใฎ๏ผ ใใ่ณชๅใใใๆฐๆใกใงใใฃใฑใใ ใฃใใใๆๆ ขใใใ ใใฎ1ๅนด้ใๅฝผใซๅฏพใใฆๆชใใใจใใใ่ฆใใฏไธๅบฆใใชใใฎใซใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใใใฎใชใใใใใฆ็็ฑใ็ฅใใใใ ๅฟใฏๅทใใๆใใใใๅฝผใฎไฝๆธฉใซๆใใ้้ฆใฏใใใฃใจๅผทใๅคซใฎไฝใๆฑใใใใใ ใใใใ่ชฐใใจ่ฉฑใใฆใใใฎใ่ใใใใใฉใไฝใ่ฉฑใใฆใใใใฏใใใใชใใฃใใๆฌๅฝใซ็ด ๆตใ ใฃใใใใพใใใใฎๅฃฐใ ใใ่จใใชใใใๅฝผใฎ่ไธญใซใญในใใใใ ใพใใใใ ใใฎๅผใณๆนใฏใไบไบบใ ใใฎใใฉใคใใผใใชๆใซไฝฟใ็นๅฅใชใใฎใ ใ ใใๅผใฐใใใใณใซใ้ ไนใฏใใใซๆ ็ฑ็ใซๅฟใใฆใใใใ ใใใใไปๅคใฏ้ใฃใใ้้ฆใฏๆผใๆปใใใฆใใพใฃใใ ใ็ฒใใใใจ้ ไนใ่จใฃใใ ้้ฆใฏ้กใ้ใใใๅคซใฎ็ซๆดพใช่ไธญใ่ฆใคใใชใใใ็ช็ถๆใใๆนงใไธใใฃใฆใใใใใ ใใๆฌฒใใใฃใฆ่จใฃใฆใใฎใ้ ไนใฏ็งใฎๅคซใงใใใ๏ผๅคซใจใใฆใฎ่ฒฌไปปใใกใใใจๆใใในใใใใชใใฎ๏ผใ ็ฒใใใจ่จใฃใฆใใใใใพใใไปใฎๅฅณใจๅฏใใใใงใฏใชใใ ใใใญ๏ผ ไปใใ็ขบ่ชใใชใใใฐ๏ผ ็ช็ถๅผทๆฐใซใชใฃใ้้ฆใซ้ฉใใใฎใใ้้ฆใฎๆใใใๆใไฝไธญใ้ใใจใ้ ไนใฎๆฏใฏใพใใพใ่ใใชใฃใฆใใฃใใ ไฝใฏๆญฃ็ดใชใใฎใงใใใฎ็ทใฏใใคใ้้ฆใฎ่ชๆใซๅผฑใใ ้ปใ็ณใฎไธญใซๆใ่ฒใใกใใใจๅ ใใ้ ไนใฏ้้ฆใฎ้กใใคใใฟใๅใๅฅชใฃใโฆ | LEARN_MORE | https://mmplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14806&ut | ๅฅณใฎๅญใ่ชญใฟใใๅฐ่ชฌใๅคง็น้ | https://www.facebook.com/61559954921868/ | 116 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | mmplm.com | DCO | https://mmplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14806&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465212100_897429978668628_9056086323662448835_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DlVCWnMmvaMQ7kNvgENHxqO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AnEjbaHwkNO9_6rORz9Brg3&oh=00_AYDE78CTKtRwVIwp0f6PrH7lkRlox1pUS-nOxLkYEpbVLg&oe=67540DF9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | ๅฅณใฎๅญใ่ชญใฟใใๅฐ่ชฌใๅคง็น้ | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-02 19:09 | active | 1951 | 0 | ใใใใฏใชใใฏใใฆ็กๆใงใ่ชญใฟใใ ใใ๏ผ | ใใใคๅฝผๅฅณใจ้ขๅฉใใใฎ๏ผใ ๅๅฎคใฎไธญใงใๅฅณใฎๅญใฏๆๆ ใซๆบใกใ็ณใง็ฎใฎๅใฎ็ทๆงใ่ฆใคใใฆใใใ ๅฐๆพ้้ฆใฏๅๅฎคใฎๅคใซ็ซใฃใฆใใฆใๆ่ถณใๅทใใฆใใใใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใจๅใใใๅฐๆพ้้ฆใฏ็ทใฎ็พใใๅณใใ้กใ่ฆใคใใ้ก่ฒใฏ้ใใใฆใใใ ็ทใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅคซใไบๅฎฎ้ ไนใงใใใ ๅฃใใใใชใ้ ไนใฏใใใฎใฏใฉใใงใฆใงใคใฟใผใจใใฆๅใใฆใใใ้้ฆใฏไปๆฅไปไบใ็ตใใฆไธ็ทใซๅธฐใใใใซๆฉใใซใใฃใฆๆฅใใใใใใชๅ ด้ขใซ้ญ้ใใใจใฏไบๆณใใฆใใชใใฃใใ ็ทใฏ่ใๅใ่ปฝใ้ใใไฝใใฆๅฟๅฐใใๅฃฐใ็บใใใใใงใใใ ใๆฉใๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ฉฑใใใ ้้ฆใฏ็ฎใ้ใใ่ใๅใใใ ่ฉฑใใใใ ใ ใใใใใใช็ด ๆตใชๅฃฐใ ใฃใใชใใฆใ ใใใซใใฆใใใใฃใจ่ใใๅฝผใฎๆๅใฎ่จ่ใ้ขๅฉใ ใฃใใชใใฆใไบๆณๅคใงใใใ ไบบ้ใใ ใฃใใฎใใจ้้ฆใฏๅฐใ่ซ็ถ่ชๅคฑใใฆใใใ ใใฎไธๅใงใฏใผใซใช็ทๆงใใ้ ไนใ ใชใใฆใใใๅพใชใใ ้ ไนใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใฏใใใชใใ ใฏใฉใใๅบใใจใใๅคใฏ้จใ้ใฃใฆใใใใใใซๆฟกใใฆใใพใใ้้ฆใฏๆบๅธฏใๅใๅบใใๅคซใฎ็ชๅทใซใใคใคใซใใฆใฟใใ ๅๅฎคใฎ็ชใพใงๆญฉใใฆ่กใใ้จใงใใใใ ่ฆ้ใ้ใใฆไธญใ่ฆใใใ ้ ไนใฏ็ใๅฏใใชใใๆบๅธฏใๆใซๅใใ็ก่กจๆ ใง้่ฉฑใๅใฃใฆใใใใกใใปใผใธใๆใกๅงใใใ ใกใใปใผใธใใใใซๅฑใใใ ใใฉใใใฆ้ป่ฉฑใใใใฆใใใฎ๏ผๅใ่ฉฑใใชใใใจใๅฟใใฆใใฎ๏ผใ ้้ฆใฏใกใใปใผใธใ่ฆใคใใใพใใงใใคใใงๅบใใใใใฎใใใซๅฟ่ใ็ใใชใฃใฆใใใ ใชใๅใใคใ๏ผ ใใคๅใใใใใซใชใฃใใฎใ๏ผ ใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใจใฏใใใค็ฅใๅใฃใใใ ใใ๏ผ ใใค้ขๅฉใใใใจใๆฑบใใใใ ใใ๏ผ ่ธใซๆนงใไธใใ็กๆฐใฎ็ๅใไปใใใถใกใพใใใใจๆใฃใใใๅฝผใฎๅทใใ่กจๆ ใซๆใใใฅใใฆใใงใใชใฃใใ 1ๅนดๅใ่จๆถๅชๅคฑใงๅฃใใใใชใ้ ไนใๅฎถใซ้ฃใใฆๅธฐใฃใๆใๅฝผใฏ่ชๅใฎๅๅใฎๆธใๆนใ ใใ่ฆใใฆใใฆใไปใฎใในใฆใๅฟใใฆใใใ ใใใช้ ไนใซ่ชญใฟๆธใใใๆ่ฉฑใพใงไธใใๆใใใใใซไบบใๆใใใใจใใๅญฆใฐใใใฎใฏๅฐๆพ้้ฆใ ใฃใใ ใใฎๅพใไบไบบใฏ็ตๅฉใใใ ็ฟๆ ฃใ่บซใซใคใใซใฏ21ๆฅใใใใจ่จใใใฆใใใใ1ๅนด้ไธ็ทใซใใใจใ้ ไนใจใใ็ทใฎๅญๅจใซใใ่ชๅใธใฎๅชใใ็ฌ้กใซใใใฃใใๆ ฃใใฆใใใ ใ ใใใใใฏใใฃใจๅใซ้ใใชใใ้ ไนใฏ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใฏใใใชใใจไฟกใใฆใใใ ้จใซๆฟกใใฆๅฎถใซๅธฐใใจใ้้ฆใฏใ้ขจๅใซๅ ฅใใ้ ไนใฎใใใซๆ็ใ็จๆใใฆใ้ฃๅใง้ใใซๅพ ใฃใฆใใใ ๆ่จใๅคใฎ10ๆใๆใใใจใใใใขใ้ใใๅฏๆฐใใพใจใฃใ้ ไนใๅฎถใซๅ ฅใฃใฆใใใ ้ ไนใฏใใงใซใฆใงใคใฟใผใฎๅถๆใซ็ๆฟใใฆใใใ ็็ฑใใชใๅฟใ็ใใชใฃใใ ๆฅไธญใซ่ฆใ็ทใฎๅงฟใๅนปใชใฎใใฉใใใใใใชใใฃใใ ใ้้ฆใใฉใใใใฎ๏ผใ ้กใ้ใใใใผใใใใจใใ่กจๆ ใฎๅฆปใ่ฆใ้ ไนใฏใๅฟ้ ใใใซๆ่ฉฑใงๅฐใญใใ ๅฝผใฎ็ซฏๆญฃใช้ก็ซใกใซใฏไธๅฎใใซใใฟใๆใ็ณใซใฏ็ฆใใๅฎฟใฃใฆใใใใ ้้ฆใฎ้ ญใฎไธญใซๆตฎใใใงใใใฎใฏใๅทใใ็ฎใงใกใใปใผใธใๆใก่พผใฟใชใใใๅฅใฎๅฅณๆงใจๆฅฝใใใใซไผ่ฉฑใใฆใใๅคซใฎๅงฟใ ใฃใใ ใชใใฆ็ฎ่ใชใใฎใ ใ ใ้ฆๆฐดใฎๅใใใใใใไปใฎๅฅณๆงใฎใ ้้ฆใฏๅฝผใซ่งฆใใใใใฎใ้ฟใใชใใ่จ่ใ็บใใใ ้ ไนใฎ้ก่ฒใไธๅคใใๆ่ฉฑใง็ญใใใใไปๆฅใๅๅฎคใงๆฅๅฎขใใ้ใใๅฎขๆงใฎ้ฆๆฐดใฎๅใใใคใใใใใใใชใใใใใซใทใฃใฏใผใๆตดใณใฆใใใญใใ ้ ไนใ็ซใกไธใใฃใฆใใคใฌใซ่กใใจใใใใซๆฐดใฎๆตใใ้ณใ่ใใใฆใใใ ็ทๅผตใใชใใ่ชฌๆใใๆงๅญใฏใๅใใใ่ฆใใชใใฃใใ ้้ฆใฏ็ซใกไธใใใใใฎใพใพๆตดๅฎคใซๅ ฅใฃใฆใๆฟกใใ่บซไฝใๆฐใซใใใใจใชใ้ ไนใๆฑใใใใ็ฎใ้ใใใใไปๆฅใใฏใฉใใซ่กใฃใฆใใใฎใ ็ทใฏๅใใๆญขใใใใฐใใใใฆใใใใใใใใฃใใใ ใใใใจใใๆฏใใคใใใ ใใฎๆใซ่ใใใๅฝผใฎๅฃฐใฏใ้ณๆฅฝใจๆททใใๅใฃใฆใใฆใใใใปใฉ้ฎฎๆใงใฏใชใใฃใใ ใใใชใฎใซใไปใฎๅฝผใฎไฝใๅฃฐใฏ้้ฆใฎ้ ญใฎไธใง้ณดใ้ฟใใฆใใใใใฎ้ฎฎๆใงๅฟใซ้ฟใๅฃฐใซใ้้ฆใฏๆฏใๅใใปใฉ่ธใ็ใใ ใ ้ ไนใฏ่ฉฑใใใใใซใชใฃใใใๅฝผใฏใใใซใใฎใใจใไผใใฆใใใใฉใใใใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใใจใใฆใใใ ใใใฏๆฌๅฝใชใฎใ ใใใใ ใฉใใใฆ้ขๅฉใชใใฆ่จใๅบใใฎ๏ผ ใใ่ณชๅใใใๆฐๆใกใงใใฃใฑใใ ใฃใใใๆๆ ขใใใ ใใฎ1ๅนด้ใๅฝผใซๅฏพใใฆๆชใใใจใใใ่ฆใใฏไธๅบฆใใชใใฎใซใ้ขๅฉใๅใๅบใใใใฎใชใใใใใฆ็็ฑใ็ฅใใใใ ๅฟใฏๅทใใๆใใใใๅฝผใฎไฝๆธฉใซๆใใ้้ฆใฏใใใฃใจๅผทใๅคซใฎไฝใๆฑใใใใใ ใใใใ่ชฐใใจ่ฉฑใใฆใใใฎใ่ใใใใใฉใไฝใ่ฉฑใใฆใใใใฏใใใใชใใฃใใๆฌๅฝใซ็ด ๆตใ ใฃใใใใพใใใใฎๅฃฐใ ใใ่จใใชใใใๅฝผใฎ่ไธญใซใญในใใใใ ใพใใใใ ใใฎๅผใณๆนใฏใไบไบบใ ใใฎใใฉใคใใผใใชๆใซไฝฟใ็นๅฅใชใใฎใ ใ ใใๅผใฐใใใใณใซใ้ ไนใฏใใใซๆ ็ฑ็ใซๅฟใใฆใใใใ ใใใใไปๅคใฏ้ใฃใใ้้ฆใฏๆผใๆปใใใฆใใพใฃใใ ใ็ฒใใใใจ้ ไนใ่จใฃใใ ้้ฆใฏ้กใ้ใใใๅคซใฎ็ซๆดพใช่ไธญใ่ฆใคใใชใใใ็ช็ถๆใใๆนงใไธใใฃใฆใใใใใ ใใๆฌฒใใใฃใฆ่จใฃใฆใใฎใ้ ไนใฏ็งใฎๅคซใงใใใ๏ผๅคซใจใใฆใฎ่ฒฌไปปใใกใใใจๆใใในใใใใชใใฎ๏ผใ ็ฒใใใจ่จใฃใฆใใใใใพใใไปใฎๅฅณใจๅฏใใใใงใฏใชใใ ใใใญ๏ผ ไปใใ็ขบ่ชใใชใใใฐ๏ผ ็ช็ถๅผทๆฐใซใชใฃใ้้ฆใซ้ฉใใใฎใใ้้ฆใฎๆใใใๆใไฝไธญใ้ใใจใ้ ไนใฎๆฏใฏใพใใพใ่ใใชใฃใฆใใฃใใ ไฝใฏๆญฃ็ดใชใใฎใงใใใฎ็ทใฏใใคใ้้ฆใฎ่ชๆใซๅผฑใใ ้ปใ็ณใฎไธญใซๆใ่ฒใใกใใใจๅ ใใ้ ไนใฏ้้ฆใฎ้กใใคใใฟใๅใๅฅชใฃใโฆ | LEARN_MORE | https://mmplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14806&ut | ๅฅณใฎๅญใ่ชญใฟใใๅฐ่ชฌใๅคง็น้ | https://www.facebook.com/61559954921868/ | 116 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | mmplm.com | DCO | https://mmplm.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=14806&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465212100_897429978668628_9056086323662448835_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DlVCWnMmvaMQ7kNvgENHxqO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AnEjbaHwkNO9_6rORz9Brg3&oh=00_AYDE78CTKtRwVIwp0f6PrH7lkRlox1pUS-nOxLkYEpbVLg&oe=67540DF9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | ๅฅณใฎๅญใ่ชญใฟใใๅฐ่ชฌใๅคง็น้ | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-02 19:09 | active | 1951 | 0 | Read next chapter | On her wedding anniversary, she dressed up for a date but was drugged and manipulated by her husband's mistress, leading to spend a night with a stranger. To her surprise, he turned out to be her husband's half-brother and business rival! ===== In the dimly lit, opulent private cinema, the most exclusive jewelry auction was being broadcast live. "One million, going once, going twice--" The rich cadence of the auctioneer's voice echoed through the room, the man tightened his grip around Alicia Bennett's waist... With the intensity between them only grew fiercer as time passed... The auctioneer's gavel fell. "Sold for ten million! Let's give a round of applause to Mr. Joshua Yates!" The name struck Alicia like a lightning bolt. Her body instantly went rigid, something that the man couldn't help but notice, flicked lazily toward the screen. The camera zoomed in on Joshua Yates's face, every detail of his familiar features displayed in perfect clarity. "Joshua Yates, the second son of the Yates family... an acquaintance perhaps?" he drawled, the corners of his mouth tugging into a sly smile. Alicia's frown deepened. The last thing she wanted was to discuss it, she didn't respond. The man, upon seeing the situation, chuckled lightly before his movements grew even more relentless... ...... When it was over, Alicia took advantage of the man's time in the shower and quietly made her escape. When Caden Ward finally emerged from the bathroom, not catching sight of the woman's figure, he curled his lips slightly. Moments later, his assistant, Hank Ford, burst into the room, clearly on edge, "Er, apologies, Mr. Ward. I let my guard down. Give me a moment, and I'll have her brought back immediately." They had just returned to the country, taking every precaution. And yet, a woman had managed to slip through the cracks of their security. Caden's features calm, almost indifferent. "No need. I was... a willing participant." Hank's eyes widened in shock. In all the time he'd known Caden, the man had never slept with a woman,even physical contact. There were even rumors that Caden might suffer from some secret ailment. Yet now, those whispers seemed to evaporate in the face of this unexpected turn of events. Before Hank could make sense of it, Caden's deep voice pulled him back to reality. "I want you to look into Joshua's personal life. Have the report on my desk in half an hour." Tonight, Alicia had stumbled into his room, feverish and desperate. It was obvious she'd been framed. And then came the revelation--Alicia was still a pureness. Two years of marriage to Joshua... Yet she was still untouched? Caden's lips curled into a satisfied smile. But as he reflected, one thing became abundantly clear--Alicia had no idea who she'd been with due to the d*ug's effects. ... By the time Alicia returned home, the first light of dawn filtered through the windows. Only then did she realize how long she had been out. But before she could dwell any further, her phone rang. It was her bestie, Monica Flynn, calling. "Alicia!" Monica practically screeched from the other end of the line, her voice high-pitched with worry. "How are you now?" Alicia exhaled deeply, kicking off her shoes carelessly. "I've been better," she murmured. Monica's anger bubbled over, her words sharp and unrelenting. "Joshua's beyond disgusting! If he doesn't want to stay married, he should just grow a spine and divorce you already! What kind of sick man would scheme against his own wife?" The sharp pain of betrayal shot through Alicia's chest. Yesterday was their second anniversary. Joshua had texted her, suggesting they celebrate. Daring to hope he had changed, she had dressed up to the nine's, only to be met with disappointment and a d*ug-laced drink that sent her spiraling into a night of confusion and chaos. Was Joshua really the mastermind behind this? Swallowing the bitterness that tried clawing its way to the surface, Alicia forced herself to climb the stairs, her movements slow and weary. "It's fine, Monica. I'll handle it." Monica, ever protective, wasn't convinced. "'Handle it'? What do you mean you'll handle it? Just say the word, and I'll be over in a heartbeat." Alicia couldn't help the small, tired smile that tugged at her lips, hanging up the phone. But her heart still felt heavy, just as she lost focus, the door to her bedroom creaked open. She lifted her gaze, and almost instantly, her stomach dropped. There, fresh from a shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, stood Joshua. He stared down at her. Chapter 2 Divorce Alicia snapped out of her daze as soon as she met the icy gaze of Joshua, her so-called husband. His expression remained unchanged, cold and indifferent as ever, as though he was looking at a stranger. The only thing out of place was the scars on his lips. A wave of disgust washed over her, she pushed him away and was about to enter. Joshua frowned, his hand shooting out to grab her wrist. "Alicia, what's with the attitude?" He seemed quite unhappy with her this time, which was a rare thing, considering how little he bothered to come home. Normally, Alicia would have welcomed him back with open arms, a flicker of joy lighting up her tired features, but today she looked drained, almost hollow. She didn't resist his grip, meeting his gaze with a calmness that unnerved him. "Haven't I always been like this? Obedient, sensible, making sure the house is in order, ensuring you're comfortable, ready to give your best at work." A small, bitter smile tugged at her lips. "Isn't that what you like most about me? It makes things easier for you, doesn't it? Frees up time for your other... 'special someone'." Joshua's eyes darkened at the veiled accusation. Denial hovered on his lips, but he didn't bother. Why should he? He dropped her hand and said gruffly, "Actually, that's why I'm here. We need to talk." Alicia vigorously rubbed her wrist, as though she was trying to erase his touch. "So, are you planning to finally go public with her?" Joshua's expression twisted instantly, his calm facade cracking. "What do you know? Did you have me stalked by a private investigator or something?" Alicia let out a soft, humorless laugh. "Is that necessary? Last night, you spared no expense to make her happy. Even a blind person could tell you're mad about her." He stared at her, unsettled by her icy tone. It was still her voice, still Alicia, but there was something different about her... For some reason, he felt inexplicably hurt, like a thorn pricking his heart. Perhaps it was the way she looked at him now--her eyes, once warm and filled with love for him, were now completely empty. There was no anger, no pain, just... nothing. It was a stark contrast to the woman who used to look at him as if he were her entire world. For reasons he couldn't explain, the sight of her like this stirred something in him, an unfamiliar dissatisfaction. Annoyed by his own reaction, Joshua decided to hit back, his voice harder now. "She's pregnant. It's a delicate pregnancy, so I bought her a little something to lift her spirits." Alicia's fists clenched before she could stop them. P**gnant? So, the nights she had stayed up waiting for him to come home, he'd been with another woman, working diligently to start a new family? Seeing Alicia wince a little, Joshua felt a flicker of satisfaction. "It's not that I don't want to touch you," he said, voice dripping with condescension. "You're just about as thrilling as watching paint dry. No man would want that." His cruel words pierced through Alicia, yet she managed to remain composed on the surface. It wasn't that she avoided intimacy; she just wasn't the one to initiate it. Did that make her so undesirable? Was it a sin? Taking a slow, steady breath, Alicia willed herself to stay calm. "Fine," she replied quietly. "Let's get a divorce then. You can give her the title she wants." The word "divorce" made Joshua's eyelid twitch involuntarily. He scoffed, eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Is this another one of your games?" Convinced he was right, his voice grew colder, more biting. "Alicia, for two years, you've pulled every childish stunt, begging for my attention. Aren't you tired yet? Because I sure as hell am." He paused, letting his disdain sink in. "You claim to love me so much. Could you really walk away from me?" Alicia couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped her. Love him? Did he even understand what that meant? When Joshua's business had crumbled, leaving him with nothing but debt and shattered dreams, it had been Alicia who emptied her savings to pull him from the wreckage. Out of gratitude--or maybe obligation--he had married her. For two long years, she had been the dutiful wife, supporting him as he clawed his way to success. And what had Alicia gotten in return? She had been cast aside like a useless relic, while another woman carried his child. Her love, her loyalty, had been ground into the dirt beneath his feet. To care for this man any longer would be masochism. Her voice steady, Alicia said, "Draft the divorce agreement. I'll agree to whatever terms you want." And with that, she turned and disappeared through the door, leaving Joshua standing alone in the hallway. For a moment, he stared after her angrily, but then a cold, mocking smile tugged at his lips. Fine, she can play the martyr. He doubted she could keep it up for long. Storming out of the house, Joshua headed straight to the apartment where his lover, Lilliana Green, awaited him. "Well, that was fast," she teased upon hearing Joshua was getting a divorce, raising a brow. "Seems she wasn't as tough to deal with as you claimed." "She's cunning," Joshua muttered, the edge of suspicion creeping into his voice. "I don't know if she's actually agreeing to the divorce or just playing me." Lilliana's arms draping lazily around his neck, "Relax, Joshua, even if she changes her mind, it's too late." Joshua's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?" Chapter 3 Letting Go Lilliana's eyes flickered with shadowy intent. She wasn't foolish enough to show her cards now, so she waved it off with an effortless excuse. "During your two-year marriage, she has lived quietly in the shadows as a mere housewife, disconnected from your world. When you're assertive, would she dare to say a word?" Joshua pursed his lips into a hard line. During the past two years, Alicia had indeed done everything for him--given him support and solace. She had loved him fiercely, but at the end of it all, what value did love truly hold? Against all odds, he had clawed his way to the top, and he'd finally grasped the power he craved. That success, however, hadn't come easy, and it wasn't love that secured his position--it was alliances with the powerful. The prestige of the Green family daughter, that title alone, was worth far more than Alicia's devoted love. As these thoughts plagued his mind, Lilliana said happily, "Joshua, congratulations on escaping the grind. Shall we celebrate?" For a moment, Joshua's gaze flickered down to her, but Alicia's indifferent face suddenly flashed before his eyes. Since leaving the house earlier, Alicia hadn't once called him to ask for his whereabouts. Before, if he had been upset with her, she would've called him in a panic. A sharp, inexplicable irritation surged within him. Without thinking, he pushed Lilliana back, "You're only a few weeks' pregnant. Be careful." Lilliana, sharp as ever, sensed he was distracted. "Joshua, what's wrong?" she asked gently. "Don't you want to get divorced?" Joshua's response was instant. "Of course I want to divorce her." Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. "Then why don't you seem very happy?" Joshua offered a quick excuse, his voice steady but distant. "My father's condition has worsened. He doesn't have much time left, and Caden returned last night. He's likely here to claim his inheritance. I need to figure out how to handle him." Lilliana blinked, momentarily thrown. "Caden? Your brother from your father's first marriage? He doesn't even carry the Yates name anymore. What right does he have to fight you for the inheritance?" Joshua's expression darkened. It was true--but at the end of the day, he was still the son of a home-wrecker. All these years of relentless effort had not only been to carve out a name for himself in the Yates family, but to push Caden into the shadows where he belonged. One way or another, Joshua was hell-bent on winning. Meanwhile, Alicia stirred from her sleep. Darkness had already fallen, yet she felt even more drained than before. It was because her dreams revolved around that stranger. when her phone buzzed with a call from Monica did she snap out of her daze. "Alicia, I got your bl**d test results. I passed them to a friend of mine with some serious connections. He's digging around to see who bought the stuff." Alicia sat up a little straighter, her mind sharpening. "Thanks, Monica. Appreciate it." "If you really want to thank me, do me a favor: stop obsessing over that j**k. And after the divorce, focus on your career. You owe me that much." Alicia's chest warmed, her head lowering in quiet gratitude. "I know, I know." Now that she thought about it, she had come to the realization that her feelings for Joshua had never been pure love--they were born out of a debt, a sense of obligation. Her family's expectations had always weighed heavily on her, and in that lonely, stifled childhood, it was Joshua who had been there. His companionship had nurtured a vague affection she'd confused for love. "Lucky for me, love's never been something I've held onto tightly," Alicia murmured. "These last two years... I'll just see it as repaying his kindness." Monica paused, her usual boldness tempered with thoughtfulness. She knew better than anyone how, once upon a time, Joshua had indeed loved Alicia. But, it turned out love could be a fleeting thing. "Alicia, I really hope you've let go for good," Monica said with a convicted sigh. A sharp pang hit Alicia's chest, her eyes stinging as she fought back the urge to cry. Quickly, she pressed her hand to her eyelids, refusing to let the tears fall. It was only then she noticed something startling. Stunned, she stared at her hand. The wedding ring--something she had once held onto so tightly--was gone. Gone for a whole day and night, and she hadn't even noticed. Suddenly, her heart felt lighter, the weight of everything she'd been carrying beginning to lift. She whispered, more to herself than anyone, "Yes, I've truly let go." ... It didn't take long for Joshua to notice. He had returned to grab something quickly when his eyes fell on her hand. His brow furrowed as he asked, without thinking, "Where's your wedding ring?" Chapter 4 Her Nemesis Alicia's only concern now was leaving Joshua, so she ignored his question and asked flatly, "Are the divorce papers ready yet?" That word again--"divorce". Irritation flickered across Joshua's eyes. "What's the rush?" he snapped, his voice cold and sharp. "My father's finalizing his will, and if word gets out about my divorce, it'll ruin my standing. Now, pack your things--we're having dinner at the Yates Mansion this afternoon." With Caden's return, the family was throwing a welcome-home dinner for him. They also hoped that by doing so, it'd lift the spirits of Jerald Yates, Joshua's father. However, maintaining the charade of a happy marriage was the last thing on Alicia's mind. "I'm not going," she announced curtly. "Just get the divorce finalized and stop wasting my time." Joshua laughed, a sound that held no warmth. "Oh, come on, Alicia. Stop pretending. You hid the ring because you don't actually want to leave me, right? You can't stand the thought of being without me." He leaned in, smirking, and added, "You've worked hard these past two years. Even if we divorce, I'll still take care of you--as long as you keep me happy." Alicia's eyes widened, disbelief turning into anger. Hid the ring? Couldn't bear to be without him? His arrogant words sounded like nails on a chalkboard to Alicia's ears. With a sharp sneer, she shot back, "Oh, Mr. Yates, how could I possibly make you happy? Don't worry, I'll return the ring--wouldn't want this plain Jane to irk you, right? Once you have it, we're finalizing the divorce immediately." But Joshua wasn't fazed by her venom. He thought he knew her too well, convinced this was just another ploy to get his attention. Without thinking too much, he tossed a bag at her. "We've got guests today. Dress appropriately, and don't make me look bad." Alicia looked down at the bag, her mind flashing back to the countless times she had visited the mansion dressed in modest, unassuming clothes-- doing everything to blend in, to please him and his family. But now, with their divorce looming on the horizon, Alicia no longer cared to play the part of a dutiful wife. After slipping into the outfit, she carefully applied a touch of makeup, just enough to bring out the vibrance in her already flawless complexion. The subtle enhancements accentuated her smooth skin and delicate features, lending her a certain glow. When Joshua saw her descending the staircase, he froze for a brief moment, eyes lingering. Perhaps it was the way the dress hugged Alicia's graceful curves, making her seem more alluring than usual. At the entrance of the Yates Mansion, they both slipped into their familiar roles, masking the tension between them with practiced ease. Alicia casually looped her arm through Joshua's, their movements synchronized as they walked into the courtyard. Though Jerald was too ill to receive anyone, the grand hall bustled with life, relatives filling the space with chatter. The noise hummed around her, but for some reason, as soon as Alicia crossed the threshold, a sharp chill pricked at her skin. She instinctively looked up, her gaze immediately drawn to the figure lounging casually at the far end of the room. Legs crossed, dark shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal a sliver of his collarbone, the man oozed arrogance, his presence commanding. When Alicia's eyes finally met his-- a familiar, authoritative stare that pinned her in place-- her mind raced as emotions began to surge uncontrollably. Joshua noticed the shift in her demeanor, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What's going on with you?" Alicia's breath caught in her throat. One word escaped her lips, barely audible. "Caden?" Just the mention of his name sent a chill down her spine. To her, Caden was the embodiment of her nightmares. Due to their families' friendship, their paths first crossed at the tender age of ten. Caden, having taken a year off, transferred to her school, and from that moment, Alicia's perfect world began to unravel. She could no longer claim the top spot. No matter how relentless her efforts, no matter how late she stayed up studying, Caden was always a step ahead. He would outscore her by the smallest of margins--a point, maybe two--leaving her perpetually stranded in second place. Anyone else might have accepted defeat, settled into the role of runner-up. But not Alicia. Born into the once prestigious Bennett family, she was raised under the suffocating weight of living up to her family name. Excellence wasn't just a goal--it was the currency by which she could earn her parents' affection. Failure was not an option, yet Caden had the audacity to snatch away everything she'd worked for with what seemed like effortless ease. It was as if he'd set his sights on her from the very beginning, and Alicia, stubborn to a fault, refused to back down. Their rivalry spanned over a decade, a relentless battle fought both openly and in the shadows, and their final showdown took place in college, just before their graduation, at the national competition. Alicia poured her heart and soul into that moment, her focus razor-sharp as she aimed for nothing less than perfection. And she achieved it, having garnered a perfect score. But Caden, ever the serpent, had bribed the judges, twisting the results in his favor. Alicia was forced, once again, into second place. The sting of injustice was deep, but the harshest blow came from her father, Phil Bennett. Over the phone, his voice dripped with disappointment in her ranking. Alicia, having grown accustomed to his tirades, said nothing. She waited for his anger to ebb, then asked quietly, "I'm graduating soon. Will you come back?" Her mother, Donna, had always been her softer solace. She comforted Alicia that day, promising they'd be there for her graduation. But life had other plans. Phil and Donna, rushing back from Itrubisite to attend the graduation, perished in a tragic plane crash. Overnight, Alicia's world crumbled, left an orphan in this cruel world. Since that day, she had never challenged Caden again. Afterward, Caden left Warrington to build his career overseas. ... "He's back for the inheritance," Joshua muttered, his voice barely audible. Alicia cast him a sidelong glance as he continued, "With a family empire as big as ours, an eldest son like him wouldn't give up so easily." Her brow furrowed slightly. It was true--the Yates empire was massive, a legacy most would kill for. But Caden had accumulated his own fortune, surpassing even the family's vast wealth. Did he really care about the inheritance? Then again, this was Caden. Competing was in his blood. Even if he didn't care about the fortune itself, he'd fight tooth and nail just to win, to toy with everyone else. The man had a knack for stirring chaos purely for his own amusement. Alicia had been his rival for as long as she could remember, and even now, the thought of giving him so much as a glance felt like a waste of energy. She turned to walk away. But Joshua caught her wrist, his grip firm yet tense. "I know you two don't get along," he said. "But he's still my elder brother. We need to maintain appearances." Her body stiffened at the touch, and she immediately tried to pull her hand free. Joshua's frown deepened. "Alicia, behave," he hissed. Irritation flared in her chest. "I'm not refusing to go in. Just let go of me first. I don't want your filthy hands touching me." A flicker of something dark passed over Joshua's face, and instead of releasing her, he intertwined their fingers, squeezing them tight. Alicia bit her tongue, silently fuming. As they neared, Caden's gaze slowly lifted, his eyes narrowing in a lazy, almost bored assessment of them. "Caden," Joshua greeted, his tone strained, meeting his brother's gaze with forced cordiality. Caden's eyes flicked to their entwined hands, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Your girlfriend?" he asked indifferently, as though he didn't recognize Alicia. Chapter 5 We Meet Again So Soon Alicia's nerves coiled tight like a spring. That voice... Her messy thoughts blurred into chaos, but one thing broke through the haze--Joshua's calm declaration. "Alicia and I have been married for two years now. She cares about me, so we kept it low-key. Just went straight for the registration; no ceremony. You were busy abroad at the time, so we didn't bother you." Caden arched a brow, his voice laced with venomous mockery. "Oh, so she's my sister-in-law." The way he spat the words "sister-in-law" felt more like a s*ap than a title, leaving no doubt about his contempt for her. Alicia could feel the man's sneer underneath every syllable. And all this was thanks to her so-called husband, Joshua. Her hand trembled as she snatched a tissue, vigorously wiping her hand. "Looks like Alicia's a bit of a germophobe," Caden observed, his tone a casual jab at her disgust. Joshua's expression darkened, the tension between them thickening. He hadn't expected her to humiliate him like this. "It seems I've spoiled her too much," he muttered, his voice low and tight with irritation. Caden's eyes gleamed with a dangerous glint. "If it's a serious condition, she should get treated. It could impact her role as a mother. You know how badly our father has wanted a grandchild." At this, something flickered across Joshua's eyes. Even though Alicia, his wife, was right beside him, he went ahead and lied through his teeth. "Thanks for the concern, Caden, but I already have good news for Dad. I just haven't gotten around to telling him yet." Caden's smirk deepened, his gaze flicking toward Alicia, who was about done with the bullshit of a charade. She quietly excused herself and strode off. "How far along is she?" he asked meaningfully. "Doesn't seem like she's pregnant." Joshua didn't miss a beat. "Just a month." The answer was as much a threat as it was an announcement. Now, the inheritance stakes had just been raised, and Jerald, ever focused on continuing the family line, would certainly take his unborn grandchild into consideration. Caden's smile hardened, and Joshua delivered the final blow with a smug undertone. "You'd better catch up, Caden. I can't always be one step ahead." Caden, unfazed, waved his hand lazily. "No rush." ... Alicia stepped onto the terrace, the cool night breeze washing over her skin. She drank in the fresh air hungrily to steady her nerves. Pulling out her phone, she quickly dialed the manager of the private cinema again. "Have you found the ring?" she asked anxiously. The manager hesitated, sounding troubled. "Ms. Bennett, we've searched thoroughly and questioned all the staff, but... we really couldn't find any ring." "Then..." Alicia clenched her fist, her mind racing. "Do you have the contact details of the guest who booked the room that day?" "I'm sorry, but due to our privacy policy, we can't disclose any information on our clients." Her heart sank. "I see," she sighed with resignation. "Please tell me immediately if anything turns up, okay?" In a perfect world, she could've just bought an identical ring and pass it off for the original. Unfortunately, Joshua had that ring custom-made, and it wasn't easy to replicate. After dinner, it started to rain. The relatives began to trickle out one by one. Joshua stood by her side as they made their way to the car, his eyes trailing down to her bare wrist. "If you liked that bracelet at the auction, then I can buy you something like it," he said coolly. Alicia had to resist the urge to roll her eyes sardonically. She didn't believe for a second that Joshua had a change of heart towards her. "Trying to buy my silence, huh?" Her words were sharp, slicing right through Joshua's tender facade. "No need. I have no desire to be tangled up in your affairs." Joshua hadn't intended to sound like that, but her mocking tone struck a nerve. His jaw clenched, and a bitter smile crossed his lips. "Fine. Don't take it. The money I spend on you is a waste anyway." Alicia bit the inside of her cheek before adding firmly, "Joshua, I already told you. I'm willing to leave this marriage empty-handed. Let's sign the divorce papers tomorrow morning and end this once and for all." His smile twisted into something dark, something dangerous. "What about the ring?" "I lost it." Joshua's eyes narrowed, his tone unrelenting. "I don't care about anything else. I want the ring." She could barely contain her frustration, her breath hitching as he delivered his final blow. "If you can't find it," he said coldly, "I'll assume you're holding onto it because you still care about me." Just then, Joshua's phone rang; it was Lilliana calling. "Joshua." She mewled his name pitifully. "The thunder is so loud. I'm scared to sleep alone... Can you come over?" The car wasn't heading anywhere near Lilliana's and Joshua was furious with Alicia, so without a second thought, he kicked her out into the rain and sped off. He didn't even leave her an umbrella. Alicia stood frozen by the roadside, the downpour quickly soaking through her clothes. The cold rain seeped into her bones, chilling her to the core. Gritting her chattering teeth, she swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth and began trudging along the drenched pavement. Behind her, the soft hum of an engine crept closer. A sleek, low-profile Maybach rolled up beside her, its headlights cutting through the rain. "Mr. Ward," the driver said, glancing back, "I believe that's Ms. Bennett." The car slowed to a stop. Caden glanced out the window, his sharp eyes narrowing on Alicia's lonesome figure. She had just paused, her fingers gathering the fabric of her soaked dress, tying it up to ease her stride. Caden's lips curled into a faint. "Invite her inside," he drawled. The car came to a halt next to Alicia. The driver stepped out, holding a large umbrella over her head, his voice polite. "Ms. Bennett, it's hard to find a cab at this hour. May I offer you a ride home?" Alicia's eyes flicked up, recognizing the man as the Yates family's driver. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her voice soft but steady. "Thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience." However, as soon as she slipped into the backseat of the car, she locked eyes with its other passenger--Caden. "We meet again so soon, sister-in-law?" His voice, smooth as velvet, carried a hint of mischief. ...... What happens next? 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Nรคchstes Kapitel lesen๐๐๐ | Er lieร sich von ihr scheiden und sie hinterlieร eine Nachricht: โWenn du mir nicht glaubst, wirst du es bereuen.โ โVier Jahre spรคter sah er sie im Fernsehen und stellte sie als Top-100-Geschรคftsfรผhrerin und alleinerziehende Mutter von Drillingen vor. Die Gesichter ihrer drei Kinder waren genau wie seine.โ ===== In der Nacht, Lucinda Ross wรคlzte sich im Schlaf hin und her. Plรถtzlich, riss sie entsetzt die Augen auf. Sie blinzelte in der Dunkelheit zu dem Mann รผber ihr. โNathaniel... Bist du das, Nathaniel?" Er antwortete nur mit einem Grunzen, er gab keinen weiteren Laut von sich. Lucinda stieร einen Seufzer der Erleichterung aus, nachdem sie seine Stimme erkannt hatte. Sie sich รผber diese unerwartete Wendung der Ereignisse zu freuen. Sie waren seit drei Jahren verheiratet, aber ihr Mann, Nathaniel Roberts, hatte sie nie berรผhrt. Er wollte nicht. Sein Groรvater Logan hatte ihn zu dieser Ehe gezwungen, daher hatte Nathaniel ihr immer Groll gehalten und sie kalt behandelt. Lucinda war es gerade egal, was ihn dazu gebracht hatte, seine Meinung zu รคndern. Sie war einfach mehr als glรผcklich, das Ganze wirkte so unwirklich, dass ein kleiner Teil von ihr vermutete, sie trรคume nur. Wenn es wirklich ein Traum war, wollte sie nie wieder daraus erwachen. Sie wollte ihm gerade sagen, dass sie ihn liebte, doch bevor sie die Worte aussprechen konnte, hรถrte sie ihn in seinem murmeln. โEllie..." Lucinda erstarrte, als hรคtte man gerade einen Eimer kaltes Wasser รผber ihren Kopf geschรผttet. Ihr Herz schmerzte bei der Erkenntnis, dass Nathaniel sie einfach mit einer anderen Frau verwechselt hatte. Die Frau in Nathaniels Herzen war Eleanor Turner. Sie war seine erste Liebe. Da Logan diese Beziehung nicht billigte, war sie gezwungen, all die Jahre im Ausland zu bleiben. Aber Eleanor war gerade erst ins Land zurรผckgekehrt. Sie hatte keine Zeit verloren, Lucinda eine Nachricht zu schicken, die sie offensichtlich provozieren sollte. โIch bin zurรผck. Bald wirst du keinen Platz mehr in der Familie Roberts haben.Du hast vielleicht Nate geheiratet, aber er und ich sind zusammen aufgewachsen. Hast du wirklich gedacht, du kรถnntest mich ersetzen? Erkenne deinen Platz und krieche zurรผck in das Waisenhaus, aus dem du kommst. Da gehรถrst du hin." โIch bin sicher, du weiรt, wie sehr er mich liebt. Verstehst du, Lucinda? Fรผr Nate wirst du immer nur mein Ersatz sein." Ihr Ersatz... Lucinda war die Frau, die Logan als Nathaniels Ehefrau ausgewรคhlt hatte! Sie war durch niemanden zu ersetzen. Der Klang von Nathaniels Stimme holte sie in die Gegenwart zurรผck. Ihr Mann murmelte immer noch den Namen einer anderen Frau. Eleanors Sticheleien spielten immer wieder in Lucindas Kopf. So wie die Dinge standen, konnte sie sich keine Illusionen mehr machen. Sie musste sich der Tatsache stellen, dass Nathaniel sie nicht liebte und auch nie lieben wรผrde. Ihre Augen fรผllten sich mit Trรคnen und sie ballte die Hรคnde zu Fรคusten. Sie war Nathaniel die ganze Zeit รผber gefรผgig und unterwรผrfig gewesen und hatte sogar ihren Job gekรผndigt, um eine gute Ehefrau zu sein und sich um ihren Mann kรผmmern zu kรถnnen. Lucinda hatte Misshandlungen und Demรผtigungen durch die versnobte und herablassende Familie ihres Mannes ertragen mรผssen. Seine Mutter und seine Schwester gaben sich keine Mรผhe, ihre Verachtung fรผr ihre arme Herkunft zu verbergen, und taten alles, um ihr das Leben schwer zu machen. Lucinda wollte Nathaniel mit diesen Angelegenheiten nicht belรคstigen. Wahrscheinlich wรผrde er sie sowieso nur als Bagatelle abtun, also schluckte sie ihren Kummer hinunter und machte weiter. Sie hatte sich unvorstellbar gedemรผtigt, um sein Herz zu gewinnen, aber es sah so aus, als wรคren ihre Bemรผhungen nicht genug. Warum musste er auf ihrem Herzen herumtrampeln und ihr das letzte bisschen Wรผrde und Selbstachtung nehmen, das sie noch hatte? Der Rest der Nacht kam mir wie eine Ewigkeit vor. Lucindas Augen blieben weit geรถffnet und der Schlaf weigerte sich, sie zu besuchen. Am nรคchsten Morgen wurde Nathaniel durch das blendende Licht, das durch das Fenster fiel, geweckt. Er rieb sich die Schlรคfen und รถffnete die Augen, als er Lucinda mit dem Rรผcken zu ihm vor der Kommode sitzen sah. Die Erinnerungen an die vergangene Nacht kamen in Windeseile zurรผck, er heftete seinen Blick auf sie und seine Lippen verzogen sich zu einem hรถhnischen Grinsen. Obwohl Lucinda ihm nicht gegenรผberstand, konnte sie die Wut spรผren, die von Nathaniel ausging. Sie blieb gelassen und fuhr mit ihrer Hautpflege fort. Im nรคchsten Moment wurde ihr Handgelenk in einem schraubstockรคhnlichen Griff gepackt und sie wurde gewaltsam auf die Beine gezogen. Der kleine Topf mit der Sahne rutschte ihr aus der Hand und zerschellte auf dem Boden, so dass der Inhalt verschรผttet wurde. Lucinda hob den Kopf und starrte Nathaniel wรผtend an. Doch so wรผtend sie auch war, sie konnte den Schmerz in ihrem Herzen nicht unterdrรผcken, als sie seinen Augen begegnete. โMeinst du, du kannst mich zwingen, dich anzuerkennen, indem du mich unter D**gen setzt?" Seine Finger um ihr Handgelenk wurden noch fester, als er die Worte ausspuckte. Er sah in diesem Moment absolut furchterregend aus. Aber warten Sie... Lucinda schenkte ihm ein bitteres Lรคcheln. โHalten Sie mich wirklich fรผr eine Frau, die solche abscheulichen Methoden anwenden wรผrde?" Nathaniel schnaubte angewidert. โDu hast meinen Groรvater dazu gebracht, dir zu vertrauen, damit du mich heiraten kannst. Also hรถr auf, dich so zu benehmen, als wรคrst du ein unschuldiges Mรคdchen. Ich werde es nicht kaufen. Eine schamlose Opportunistin wie Sie kann sich niemals mit Ellie messen!" Ein Opportunist? Seinen Groรvater ausgetrickst? Das war also seine wahre Meinung von ihr. Wenn sie, hรคtte sie es schon lรคngst getan. Warum sollte sie bis jetzt warten und drei Jahre lang unter den Schikanen seiner Mutter und seiner Schwester leiden? Offensichtlich kannte Nathaniel sie รผberhaupt nicht. Lucinda erkannte jetzt, wie lรคcherlich sie in der Vergangenheit gewesen war. Sie hatte sich mehr und mehr verbogen, nur um ihm zu gefallen und auch nur einen Moment seiner Aufmerksamkeit zu bekommen. Lucinda biss die Zรคhne zusammen und schรผttelte seinen Griff ab. Dann hob sie ihr Kinn und sprach mit einer Stimme, die vor Entschlossenheit klang. โNathaniel, ich will die Scheidung." Kapitel 2 Dreiรig Milliarden Dollar "Was?" Nathaniel war von Lucindas plรถtzlichem Scheidungsantrag รผberrascht. "Was hast du diesmal vor?" Lucinda warf ihm einen kalten Blick zu. Obwohl sie kleiner war als er, strahlte sie eine starke Prรคsenz aus, die ihn fast einschรผchterte. โDu wolltest dich schon immer von mir scheiden lassen, richtig? Dein Groรvater hat dich gezwungen, mich zu heiraten. Und jetzt, wo er tot ist, hindert dich nichts mehr daran, mich zu verlassen und mit Eleanor zusammen zu sein. Willst du sie nicht heiraten?" Lucindas Worte waren unverblรผmt und auf den Punkt gebracht. Nathaniels Gesicht verzerrte sich unglรคubig. Konnte Lucinda wirklich so nett sein und ihn mit der Frau zusammen sein lassen, die er wirklich liebte? Lucinda sah aus, als wรผrde sie die Wahrheit sagen, also schnaubte Nathaniel und sagte in einem kalten Ton: โBereue es nicht." Sie grinste hรถhnisch. Sie war noch nie so entschlossen gewesen. Sie hatte sich entschieden. โIch wรผnschte, ich hรคtte dich nie geheiratet." Mit entschlossenem Schritt verlieร Lucinda den Raum. Nathaniel starrte sie unglรคubig an, als sie wegging. Er hatte sie noch nie so selbstbewusst auftreten sehen. Die sanftmรผtige und fรผgsame Frau, die er gekannt hatte, war hart und entschlossen geworden, so dass er sich fragte, was sich verรคndert hatte. Kรถnnte es sein, dass sie mit den Geschehnissen der letzten Nacht nichts zu tun hatte? Aber wenn sie es nicht war, wer kรถnnte es dann sein? Spรคter am Morgen gingen beide zum Gerichtsgebรคude. Lucinda trug ein schlichtes und unattraktives Outfit, wรคhrend Nathaniel einen eleganten Prada-Anzug trug. Sie sahen aus wie ein seltsames Paar und zogen die Aufmerksamkeit vieler Leute auf sich. Aber Lucinda schenkte dem keine Beachtung. She was focused on finalizing their divorce as soon as possible. In wenigen Minuten war die Ehe, die so viel Traurigkeit mit sich brachte, endlich aufgelรถst. Lucinda hielt die Scheidungspapiere in der Hand und fรผhlte sich wie betรคubt und von der Welt um sie herum abgekoppelt. โDas ist es also. Tschรผร", sagte der Mann kรผhl und ging. Lucinda sah zu, wie er in der Ferne verschwand, ohne ein weiteres Wort zu sagen oder ihr einen zweiten Blick zuzuwerfen. Er hat nicht einmal versucht, ihre Ehe zu retten. Es war, als wรคre er nie als ihr Ehemann da gewesen. โEr hat es mir einfach so viel leichter gemacht." Sie lachte schmerzhaft und schรผttelte den Kopf. Sein kรผhles Auftreten hatte es ihr leichter gemacht, weiterzumachen. Sie waren nun nichts weiter als Fremde und dazu bestimmt, getrennte Leben zu fรผhren. Lucinda schรผttelte den Kopf, um ihre Gedanken zu klรคren, und machte sich auf den Weg. Plรถtzlich hielt ein eleganter schwarzer Bentley vor ihr. Die Autotรผr รถffnete sich, und ein alter Mann mit grauem Haar stieg aus und ging auf sie zu. Er wurde von vier stรคmmigen Leibwรคchtern begleitet. Als Lucinda erkannte, um wen es sich handelte, richtete sie sich auf und strahlte einen Hauch von Noblesse aus. โMein Vater scheint immer gut informiert zu sein. Ich habe mich gerade erst scheiden lassen, und er hat dich schon hierher geschickt", murmelte sie vor sich hin. Der alte Mann - Gilbert Duncan - lรคchelte sie freundlich an, verbeugte sich vor ihr und sagte: โMiss, heute ist der letzte Tag Ihrer dreijรคhrigen Vereinbarung mit Ihrem Vater." Er starrte einen Moment lang auf das Dokument, das Lucinda in der Hand hielt. Mit einer bedauernden Miene sagte er: โSieht so aus, als kรถnnten Sie ihn nicht fรผr sich gewinnen. Wenn das der Fall ist, sollten Sie nach Stastle zurรผckkehren und das Familienunternehmen erben, wie versprochen." Lucinda verzog das Gesicht und schwieg eine gefรผhlte Ewigkeit. Als Lucinda gerade fรผnfzehn war, passierte ihr etwas Schreckliches. Am Ende verlor sie ihr Gedรคchtnis und landete im Waisenhaus hier in Forden. Spรคter wurde sie von Logan Roberts auf das Anwesen der Familie Roberts zurรผckgebracht, nachdem sie ihn gerettet hatte. Als sie volljรคhrig wurde, befahl Logan seinem Enkel Nathaniel, sie zu heiraten. Erst in der Hochzeitsnacht mit Nathaniel gewann Lucinda ihre Erinnerungen zurรผck. Damals hatte sie Nathaniel ihrem eigenen Vater vorgezogen und vereinbart, nach drei Jahren nach Hause zurรผckzukehren, wenn es ihr nicht gelingen sollte, ihren Mann in sie zu verlieben. Lucinda hatte erfahren, dass sie drei Jahre ihres Lebens fรผr einen Mann weggeworfen hatte, der keine Liebe fรผr sie empfand. โMr. Simmons vermisst Sie schrecklich. Bitte komm mit mir zurรผck. Machen Sie Ihren Vater nicht weiter wรผtend. Er..." โGilbert", unterbrach Lucinda, deren Gesicht noch kรคlter wurde, als er die Vergangenheit ansprach. โEr hat diese Frau an seiner Seite. Die Familie Simmons braucht mich sowieso nicht. Ich habe hier in Forden dringendere Angelegenheiten zu erledigen, deshalb werde ich nicht mit Ihnen zurรผckkehren." In den vergangenen drei Jahren hatte sie im Geheimen ermittelt und versucht herauszufinden, wer ihren Gedรคchtnisverlust verursacht hatte und wie sie nach Forden gekommen war. Mit viel Mรผhe hatte sie herausgefunden, dass die Person wahrscheinlich fรผr die Simmons-Gruppe arbeitete. Sie war sich jedoch noch immer nicht sicher, wer konkret dafรผr verantwortlich war. Lucinda befand sich in einer prekรคren Lage, da der Feind im Schatten lauerte. Zu diesem Zeitpunkt war es fรผr sie zu riskant, zur Familie Simmons zurรผckzukehren. Auรerdem war der Gedanke, wieder bei ihrer Stiefmutter zu leben, unertrรคglich. Gilbert stieร einen schweren Seufzer aus. โHerr Simmons hatte recht. Du hegst noch immer einen Groll gegen ihn und wirst nicht so einfach zurรผckkommen." Er zog eine Supreme-Kreditkarte aus seiner Brieftasche und reichte sie Lucinda respektvoll. โDies ist Ihre Bankkarte. Es sind dreiรig Milliarden Dollar darin enthalten." Dann gab er den hinter ihm stehenden Leibwรคchtern ein Zeichen, die Lucinda sofort einen neuen Vertrag รผberreichten. Kapitel 3 Sie wurde reich โMr. Simmons sagte, Sie kรถnnen hier bleiben, aber das ist an eine Bedingung geknรผpft. Sie mรผssen Angle Intl, eine der Niederlassungen der Simmons-Gruppe in Forden, leiten und den Gewinn um fรผnf Prozent gegenรผber dem Vorjahr steigern. Er sagte auch, Sie kรถnnten das Angebot ablehnen, aber er wรผrde nicht fรผr die Sicherheit der Roberts-Gruppe garantieren", berichtete Gilbert hรถflich. Lucinda biss die Zรคhne zusammen. Sie hatte Logan auf seinem Sterbebett versprochen, sich um die Roberts-Gruppe zu kรผmmern, und konnte daher nicht zulassen, dass ihr etwas zustรถรt. Ihr Vater kannte ihre Schwรคche und nutzte sie als Trumpfkarte, um sie zu manipulieren. Aber er zwang sie nicht, nach Hause zu gehen. Stattdessen verlangte er, dass sie Angle Intl. รผbernimmt. Was zum Teufel war sein Motiv? โGut, ich mache es", sagte Lucinda widerwillig. Sie nahm den Stift zur Hand und kritzelte ihren Namen auf den Vertrag. Dann griff sie nach der Kreditkarte, auf die dreiรig Milliarden Dollar geladen waren. Sie kicherte, als sie die Karte anstarrte. Vor wenigen Minuten war sie noch so pleite, dass sie kaum zehn Dollar besaร. Sie konnte sich nicht einmal eine Taxifahrt nach Hause leisten. Aber jetzt... Sie hat also gerade den Jackpot geknackt? Aufgrund ihrer Vereinbarung mit ihrem Vater wurde Lucindas Bankkonto eingefroren, und sie musste ihre wahre Identitรคt verbergen, um die Vereinbarung nicht zu brechen. Die Familie Roberts hat auf Lucinda immer herabgesehen. Sie haben sie nie ernst genommen und nur mit wohlhabenden Leuten zu tun gehabt. Stellen Sie sich vor, wie รผberrascht sie wรคren, wenn sie herausfรคnden, dass sie die jรผngste Tochter der Simmons-Familie ist, der reichsten Familie im ganzen Land, mit Milliarden auf ihrem Bankkonto. Lucinda erinnerte sich an die Zeit, als ihre beste Freundin im Waisenhaus im Sterben lag. Sie bettelte auf den Knien bei Nathaniels Mutter Amanda um ein Darlehen. Amanda stellte arrogant ihre Platin-Bankkarte zur Schau, gab Lucinda aber nichts. โRaten Sie mal, wie viel Geld ich auf meiner Karte habe? Eine Million! Haben Sie in Ihrem ganzen Leben schon einmal so viel Geld gesehen? Aber ich leihe dir keinen Cent. Ich wรผrde mit meinem ganzen Geld lieber Hundefutter kaufen. Fรผr mich ist Ihr armer Freund nicht so wichtig wie ein Haushund". Lucinda biss die Zรคhne zusammen, da sie sich verspottet und beleidigt fรผhlte. Am liebsten wรผrde sie Nathaniels Mutter und seiner Schwester eine Lektion erteilen, wann immer sich ihr die Gelegenheit dazu bietet. Sie wollte Rache, fรผr ihre Freundin und fรผr sich selbst. Wรคhrend sie noch รผberlegte, griff jemand von hinten grob nach ihrem Handgelenk. Lucinda drehte sich um und sah, dass es Amanda war. Amanda hielt ihr Kinn hoch und starrte Lucinda mit deutlichem Abscheu im Gesicht an. Hinter ihr standen viele reiche Damen mit Einkaufstรผten in den Hรคnden. Es sah aus, als wรคren sie nur zusammen einkaufen gegangen. Lucinda lieร die Kreditkarte lรคssig in ihre Tasche fallen und fragte kalt: โWas wollen Sie?" Amanda war von Lucindas neuem Verhalten รผberrascht. Sie konnte nicht glauben, dass Lucinda eines Tages so kalt zu ihr sein konnte. Amanda hat es genossen, sie herabzusetzen und einzuschรผchtern. โWer hat dir die Erlaubnis gegeben, herauszukommen? Sind Sie mit der Hausarbeit fertig? Hast du das Mittagessen vorbereitet? Und was trรคgst du da? Du bist seit Jahren mit meinem Sohn verheiratet und ziehst dich immer noch wie ein armer Schlucker an. Schรคm dich! Raus hier!" "Schande?" Lucinda kicherte รผber Amandas Worte. โNachdem ich in deine Familie eingeheiratet hatte, hast du alle Bediensteten entlassen und mich gezwungen, meinen Job zu kรผndigen. Dann hast du mich dazu gebracht, auf deinen Sohn aufzupassen. Und ich habe alles getan, was Sie von mir verlangt haben. Aber waren Sie jemals zufrieden? Nein. Du hast mich beschuldigt, deinen Schmuck gestohlen zu haben, und mich zur Strafe drauรen im Regen knien lassen. Erinnerst du dich daran?" Die Damen hinter Amanda sahen unbehaglich aus. Sie wussten, dass Amanda immer gemein zu Lucinda war, aber sie hatten keine Ahnung, dass sie so weit gegangen war, sie zu quรคlen. Als die Spannung zwischen ihnen immer grรถรer wurde, beschlossen die Damen, sich unter einem Vorwand aus dem Staub zu machen, den sie vorbringen konnten. "Was? Wovon zum Teufel redest du?" Amanda versuchte, etwas zu sagen, aber Lucindas schnelles Sprechen machte es ihr schwer. โStell dich nicht dumm. Sie wissen genau, wovon ich spreche." Erklรคrte Lucinda mit hoch erhobenem Kinn, โIch habe genug von deinem Mist. Wenn du noch einmal versuchst, dich mit mir anzulegen, wirst du fรผr all deine vergangenen Taten bezahlen!" Kapitel 4 Sie hereinlegen Amanda konnte die Verรคnderung in Lucindas Verhalten nicht fassen. Hat sich ihre einst unterwรผrfige Schwiegertochter jetzt gegen sie aufgelehnt? โFrรผher hast du dich uns gegenรผber immer so verhalten, als wรคrst du sanft? !" Je mehr Amanda darรผber nachdachte, desto wรผtender wurde sie. Sie ballte die Faust und drohte: โDas lasse ich nicht auf sich beruhen. Ich werde Nathaniel sagen, dass er sich von dir scheiden lassen soll! Selbst wenn du auf die Knie fรคllst und mich anflehst, werde ich dir nie verzeihen!" Lucinda lieร sich nicht aus der Ruhe bringen. Ein Ausdruck der Verachtung spielte รผber ihr Gesicht, als sie spottete. โOh, das habe ich vergessen zu erwรคhnen. Vor zehn Minuten habe ich mich von ihm scheiden lassen. Selbst wenn du auf die Knie gehst und mich anflehst, werde ich nie wieder einen Fuร in das Haus der Familie Roberts setzen." Geschieden? Sie hatten sich gerade scheiden lassen? Wie war das mรถglich?! Amanda konnte es nicht glauben. Lucinda hatte sich immer an die Familie Roberts geklammert, und jetzt hatte sie aufgegeben und war einfach so gegangen? Als Amanda Lucinda nachsah, wurde sie misstrauisch. Sie musste dies bestรคtigen. Ohne Zeit zu verlieren, wรคhlte sie die Nummer ihres Sohnes und fragte: โStimmt das? Haben Sie sich wirklich scheiden lassen?" "Ja." Nathaniels Stirnrunzeln vertiefte sich, als er fragte: โWoher hast du das gehรถrt?" โWer sonst? Auf dem Rรผckweg bin ich zufรคllig mit Lucinda zusammengestoรen. Dieses kleine Biest hat mich gerade angeschrien." Amanda war wรผtend. Doch ihre Laune besserte sich schnell, als sie sich daran erinnerte, dass sie sich tatsรคchlich hatten scheiden lassen. โNa, das sind ja tolle Neuigkeiten! Du bist sie endlich losgeworden. Sie ist nur eine Waise. Wie kรถnnte sie meines hervorragenden Sohnes wรผrdig sein? Sie hรคtte schon lรคngst dorthin zurรผckkehren sollen, wo sie hingehรถrt." Trotz der Aufregung seiner Mutter blieb Nathaniel stoisch. Er konnte die seltsame Mischung aus Schuldgefรผhlen und Aufregung, die er in seinem Herzen spรผrte, nicht abschรผtteln. Damals rechnete er damit, dass Lucinda sich wehren wรผrde, wenn er ihr die Scheidung vorschlug, und so hatte er drei Millionen Dollar Abfindung und eine Villa fรผr sie vorbereitet. Aber letztendlich war sie diejenige, die zuerst um die Scheidung gebeten hat, und sie hat nicht einmal eine Entschรคdigung verlangt. Nach der Scheidung hatte Lucinda weder familiรคre noch finanzielle Unterstรผtzung. Wie sollte sie รผberleben? Nathaniel schob diese Gedanken beiseite. Seiner Meinung nach wรผrde Lucinda zu ihm zurรผckkehren, wenn sie niemanden mehr hatte, an den sie sich wenden konnte. Lucinda nahm sich ein Taxi und fuhr zurรผck zu der Villa, in der sie mit Nathaniel gelebt hatte. Die letzten drei Jahre waren ziemlich hart. Die Erinnerungen lasteten so schwer auf ihrem Herzen, dass sie sich nicht lรคnger mit ihnen beschรคftigen wollte. Lucinda ging durch den kleinen Garten vor dem Tor der Villa und machte sich auf den Weg nach oben, um ihre Sachen zu packen. Sie konnte es kaum erwarten, von dort wegzukommen und all die Erinnerungen an ihre schwierige Vergangenheit hinter sich zu lassen. Doch gerade als sie wieder nach unten ging, stand eine umwerfende Frau im Flur und starrte sie an. Es war Eleanor, gekleidet in ein wunderschรถnes weiรes Kleid. โLucinda, lange nicht gesehen." Lucinda war รผberrascht. Sie hรคtte nie gedacht, dass sie Eleanor dort sehen wรผrde. Nathaniel muss ihr den Schlรผssel zur Villa gleich nach ihrer Scheidung gegeben haben, dachte Lucinda. Es war offensichtlich, dass er in sie verknallt war. Lucinda fรผhlte eine Welle des Ekels, behielt aber ein Lรคcheln auf ihrem Gesicht, wรคhrend sie elegant die Treppe hinunterging. Ihr anmutiges Auftreten erregte Eleanors Aufmerksamkeit und lieร sie fรผr einen Moment innehalten. Mit einem Lรคcheln im Gesicht bemerkte Eleanor: โEs ist erst ein paar Jahre her, dass ich Sie das letzte Mal gesehen habe, aber Sie werden von Tag zu Tag eleganter, wie eine echte Mrs. Roberts. Warte, streich das." Eleanor bedeckte ihren Mund und lรคchelte verlegen. โIch habe vergessen, dass du dich von Nate scheiden lieรest. Du bist nicht mehr seine Frau." Lucinda blieb ruhig, obwohl sie wusste, dass Eleanors Worte darauf abzielten, sie zu provozieren. Sie lรคchelte sogar breit, als sie sagte: โIch will ihn nicht mehr, also habe ich ihn abserviert. Er gehรถrt jetzt ganz dir. Aber heiraten Sie ihn nicht zu schnell, sonst kรถnnte man Sie als die andere Frau ansehen, die unsere Ehe ruiniert hat". Eleanors Gesicht wurde kalt und grimmig. โNate und ich lieben uns innig. Wenn du nicht wรคrst, wรคren wir schon lange zusammen. Du bist die andere Frau in unserer Beziehung, die es verdient, gehasst zu werden!" Lucinda warf ihr einen verรคchtlichen Blick zu. โIch schรคtze, wir werden einfach abwarten und sehen." Mit diesen Worten wollte Lucinda weggehen, doch plรถtzlich wurde sie am Handgelenk gepackt. Sie drehte sich um und sah Eleanor mit einem mitleidigen Gesichtsausdruck und trรคnenรผberstrรถmten Augen. โLucinda, es tut mir leid. Du warst immer ein guter Freund fรผr mich, und ich wollte nur mal nachsehen, wie es dir geht. Ich habe es gut gemeint, und ich wusste nicht, dass du geschieden bist. Ich wollte dich nicht beleidigen. Sei bitte nicht bรถse auf mich, okay?" โTรคuschen Sie hier Ihre Unschuld vor?" Lucinda schnaubte und war im Begriff, sich aus Eleanors Griff zu befreien. Doch Eleanor fiel unerwartet auf den Boden und stieร einen Schrei aus. Von hinten kรถnnte man meinen, sie hรคtte Eleanor zu Boden gestoรen. Interessant. Lucinda verfolgte das Drama, das sich vor ihr abspielte, mit Interesse. Wenn ihre Intuition richtig war, kรถnnte Nathaniel irgendwo in der Nรคhe sein. Wie erwartet, ertรถnte eine mรคnnliche, hektische Stimme von hinten. โLucinda, was ist los mit dir?" Nathaniel eilte herbei, um Eleanor aufzuhelfen. Dann wandte er sich enttรคuscht an Lucinda. โIch dachte, du hรคttest nach der Scheidung mehr Selbstbeherrschung. Ich hรคtte nie erwartet, dass du immer noch so grausam und herzlos bist. Ich wollte dir diese Villa schenken, aber es scheint, als hรคttest du sie nicht verdient." โGib ihr keine Schuld, Nate. Es war meine Schuld. Ich muss etwas gesagt haben, das sie wรผtend gemacht hat. Ich bin mir sicher, dass sie es nicht so gemeint hat", sagte Eleanor, lehnte sich schluchzend an Nathaniels Brust und sah mitleidig aus. Aber sie war zufrieden, als sie Lucinda einen selbstgefรคlligen Blick zuwarf. Nathaniels Gesicht verhรคrtete sich. โEntschuldige dich sofort bei Ellie", befahl er und starrte Lucinda an. Er wollte, dass sie sich entschuldigt? Lucinda war fuchsteufelswild. Sie schaute zwischen den beiden Turteltauben hin und her und ein Lรคcheln erschien auf ihren Lippen, dann gib mir keine Vorwรผrfe... ...... Wie geht es weiter? Es gibt hier nur eine begrenzte Anzahl von Kapiteln. 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Yes | 2024-12-02 19:09 | active | 1951 | 0 | Emerging from the confines of marriage, she blossomed from a mundane housewife to a renowned painter with a legion of admirers. When her ex-husband sought reconciliation at her doorstep, he witnessed her in the arms of a prominent man. "Meet your new sister-in-law!" ===== In the dimly lit, opulent private cinema, the most exclusive jewelry auction was being broadcast live. "One million, going once, going twice--" The rich cadence of the auctioneer's voice echoed through the room, the man tightened his grip around Alicia Bennett's waist... With the intensity between them only grew fiercer as time passed... The auctioneer's gavel fell. "Sold for ten million! Let's give a round of applause to Mr. Joshua Yates!" The name struck Alicia like a lightning bolt. Her body instantly went rigid, something that the man couldn't help but notice, flicked lazily toward the screen. The camera zoomed in on Joshua Yates's face, every detail of his familiar features displayed in perfect clarity. "Joshua Yates, the second son of the Yates family... an acquaintance perhaps?" he drawled, the corners of his mouth tugging into a sly smile. Alicia's frown deepened. The last thing she wanted was to discuss it, she didn't respond. The man, upon seeing the situation, chuckled lightly before his movements grew even more relentless... ...... When it was over, Alicia took advantage of the man's time in the shower and quietly made her escape. When Caden Ward finally emerged from the bathroom, not catching sight of the woman's figure, he curled his lips slightly. Moments later, his assistant, Hank Ford, burst into the room, clearly on edge, "Er, apologies, Mr. Ward. I let my guard down. Give me a moment, and I'll have her brought back immediately." They had just returned to the country, taking every precaution. And yet, a woman had managed to slip through the cracks of their security. Caden's features calm, almost indifferent. "No need. I was... a willing participant." Hank's eyes widened in shock. In all the time he'd known Caden, the man had never slept with a woman,even physical contact. There were even rumors that Caden might suffer from some secret ailment. Yet now, those whispers seemed to evaporate in the face of this unexpected turn of events. Before Hank could make sense of it, Caden's deep voice pulled him back to reality. "I want you to look into Joshua's personal life. Have the report on my desk in half an hour." Tonight, Alicia had stumbled into his room, feverish and desperate. It was obvious she'd been framed. And then came the revelation--Alicia was still a pureness. Two years of marriage to Joshua... Yet she was still untouched? Caden's lips curled into a satisfied smile. But as he reflected, one thing became abundantly clear--Alicia had no idea who she'd been with due to the d*ug's effects. ... By the time Alicia returned home, the first light of dawn filtered through the windows. Only then did she realize how long she had been out. But before she could dwell any further, her phone rang. It was her bestie, Monica Flynn, calling. "Alicia!" Monica practically screeched from the other end of the line, her voice high-pitched with worry. "How are you now?" Alicia exhaled deeply, kicking off her shoes carelessly. "I've been better," she murmured. Monica's anger bubbled over, her words sharp and unrelenting. "Joshua's beyond disgusting! If he doesn't want to stay married, he should just grow a spine and divorce you already! What kind of sick man would scheme against his own wife?" The sharp pain of betrayal shot through Alicia's chest. Yesterday was their second anniversary. Joshua had texted her, suggesting they celebrate. Daring to hope he had changed, she had dressed up to the nine's, only to be met with disappointment and a d*ug-laced drink that sent her spiraling into a night of confusion and chaos. Was Joshua really the mastermind behind this? Swallowing the bitterness that tried clawing its way to the surface, Alicia forced herself to climb the stairs, her movements slow and weary. "It's fine, Monica. I'll handle it." Monica, ever protective, wasn't convinced. "'Handle it'? What do you mean you'll handle it? Just say the word, and I'll be over in a heartbeat." Alicia couldn't help the small, tired smile that tugged at her lips, hanging up the phone. But her heart still felt heavy, just as she lost focus, the door to her bedroom creaked open. She lifted her gaze, and almost instantly, her stomach dropped. There, fresh from a shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, stood Joshua. He stared down at her. Chapter 2 Divorce Alicia snapped out of her daze as soon as she met the icy gaze of Joshua, her so-called husband. His expression remained unchanged, cold and indifferent as ever, as though he was looking at a stranger. The only thing out of place was the scars on his lips. A wave of disgust washed over her, she pushed him away and was about to enter. Joshua frowned, his hand shooting out to grab her wrist. "Alicia, what's with the attitude?" He seemed quite unhappy with her this time, which was a rare thing, considering how little he bothered to come home. Normally, Alicia would have welcomed him back with open arms, a flicker of joy lighting up her tired features, but today she looked drained, almost hollow. She didn't resist his grip, meeting his gaze with a calmness that unnerved him. "Haven't I always been like this? Obedient, sensible, making sure the house is in order, ensuring you're comfortable, ready to give your best at work." A small, bitter smile tugged at her lips. "Isn't that what you like most about me? It makes things easier for you, doesn't it? Frees up time for your other... 'special someone'." Joshua's eyes darkened at the veiled accusation. Denial hovered on his lips, but he didn't bother. Why should he? He dropped her hand and said gruffly, "Actually, that's why I'm here. We need to talk." Alicia vigorously rubbed her wrist, as though she was trying to erase his touch. "So, are you planning to finally go public with her?" Joshua's expression twisted instantly, his calm facade cracking. "What do you know? Did you have me stalked by a private investigator or something?" Alicia let out a soft, humorless laugh. "Is that necessary? Last night, you spared no expense to make her happy. Even a blind person could tell you're mad about her." He stared at her, unsettled by her icy tone. It was still her voice, still Alicia, but there was something different about her... For some reason, he felt inexplicably hurt, like a thorn pricking his heart. Perhaps it was the way she looked at him now--her eyes, once warm and filled with love for him, were now completely empty. There was no anger, no pain, just... nothing. It was a stark contrast to the woman who used to look at him as if he were her entire world. For reasons he couldn't explain, the sight of her like this stirred something in him, an unfamiliar dissatisfaction. Annoyed by his own reaction, Joshua decided to hit back, his voice harder now. "She's pregnant. It's a delicate pregnancy, so I bought her a little something to lift her spirits." Alicia's fists clenched before she could stop them. P**gnant? So, the nights she had stayed up waiting for him to come home, he'd been with another woman, working diligently to start a new family? Seeing Alicia wince a little, Joshua felt a flicker of satisfaction. "It's not that I don't want to touch you," he said, voice dripping with condescension. "You're just about as thrilling as watching paint dry. No man would want that." His cruel words pierced through Alicia, yet she managed to remain composed on the surface. It wasn't that she avoided intimacy; she just wasn't the one to initiate it. Did that make her so undesirable? Was it a sin? Taking a slow, steady breath, Alicia willed herself to stay calm. "Fine," she replied quietly. "Let's get a divorce then. You can give her the title she wants." The word "divorce" made Joshua's eyelid twitch involuntarily. He scoffed, eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Is this another one of your games?" Convinced he was right, his voice grew colder, more biting. "Alicia, for two years, you've pulled every childish stunt, begging for my attention. Aren't you tired yet? Because I sure as hell am." He paused, letting his disdain sink in. "You claim to love me so much. Could you really walk away from me?" Alicia couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped her. Love him? Did he even understand what that meant? When Joshua's business had crumbled, leaving him with nothing but debt and shattered dreams, it had been Alicia who emptied her savings to pull him from the wreckage. Out of gratitude--or maybe obligation--he had married her. For two long years, she had been the dutiful wife, supporting him as he clawed his way to success. And what had Alicia gotten in return? She had been cast aside like a useless relic, while another woman carried his child. Her love, her loyalty, had been ground into the dirt beneath his feet. To care for this man any longer would be masochism. Her voice steady, Alicia said, "Draft the divorce agreement. I'll agree to whatever terms you want." And with that, she turned and disappeared through the door, leaving Joshua standing alone in the hallway. For a moment, he stared after her angrily, but then a cold, mocking smile tugged at his lips. Fine, she can play the martyr. He doubted she could keep it up for long. Storming out of the house, Joshua headed straight to the apartment where his lover, Lilliana Green, awaited him. "Well, that was fast," she teased upon hearing Joshua was getting a divorce, raising a brow. "Seems she wasn't as tough to deal with as you claimed." "She's cunning," Joshua muttered, the edge of suspicion creeping into his voice. "I don't know if she's actually agreeing to the divorce or just playing me." Lilliana's arms draping lazily around his neck, "Relax, Joshua, even if she changes her mind, it's too late." Joshua's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?" Chapter 3 Letting Go Lilliana's eyes flickered with shadowy intent. She wasn't foolish enough to show her cards now, so she waved it off with an effortless excuse. "During your two-year marriage, she has lived quietly in the shadows as a mere housewife, disconnected from your world. When you're assertive, would she dare to say a word?" Joshua pursed his lips into a hard line. During the past two years, Alicia had indeed done everything for him--given him support and solace. She had loved him fiercely, but at the end of it all, what value did love truly hold? Against all odds, he had clawed his way to the top, and he'd finally grasped the power he craved. That success, however, hadn't come easy, and it wasn't love that secured his position--it was alliances with the powerful. The prestige of the Green family daughter, that title alone, was worth far more than Alicia's devoted love. As these thoughts plagued his mind, Lilliana said happily, "Joshua, congratulations on escaping the grind. Shall we celebrate?" For a moment, Joshua's gaze flickered down to her, but Alicia's indifferent face suddenly flashed before his eyes. Since leaving the house earlier, Alicia hadn't once called him to ask for his whereabouts. Before, if he had been upset with her, she would've called him in a panic. A sharp, inexplicable irritation surged within him. Without thinking, he pushed Lilliana back, "You're only a few weeks' pregnant. Be careful." Lilliana, sharp as ever, sensed he was distracted. "Joshua, what's wrong?" she asked gently. "Don't you want to get divorced?" Joshua's response was instant. "Of course I want to divorce her." Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. "Then why don't you seem very happy?" Joshua offered a quick excuse, his voice steady but distant. "My father's condition has worsened. He doesn't have much time left, and Caden returned last night. He's likely here to claim his inheritance. I need to figure out how to handle him." Lilliana blinked, momentarily thrown. "Caden? Your brother from your father's first marriage? He doesn't even carry the Yates name anymore. What right does he have to fight you for the inheritance?" Joshua's expression darkened. It was true--but at the end of the day, he was still the son of a home-wrecker. All these years of relentless effort had not only been to carve out a name for himself in the Yates family, but to push Caden into the shadows where he belonged. One way or another, Joshua was hell-bent on winning. Meanwhile, Alicia stirred from her sleep. Darkness had already fallen, yet she felt even more drained than before. It was because her dreams revolved around that stranger. when her phone buzzed with a call from Monica did she snap out of her daze. "Alicia, I got your bl**d test results. I passed them to a friend of mine with some serious connections. He's digging around to see who bought the stuff." Alicia sat up a little straighter, her mind sharpening. "Thanks, Monica. Appreciate it." "If you really want to thank me, do me a favor: stop obsessing over that j**k. And after the divorce, focus on your career. You owe me that much." Alicia's chest warmed, her head lowering in quiet gratitude. "I know, I know." Now that she thought about it, she had come to the realization that her feelings for Joshua had never been pure love--they were born out of a debt, a sense of obligation. Her family's expectations had always weighed heavily on her, and in that lonely, stifled childhood, it was Joshua who had been there. His companionship had nurtured a vague affection she'd confused for love. "Lucky for me, love's never been something I've held onto tightly," Alicia murmured. "These last two years... I'll just see it as repaying his kindness." Monica paused, her usual boldness tempered with thoughtfulness. She knew better than anyone how, once upon a time, Joshua had indeed loved Alicia. But, it turned out love could be a fleeting thing. "Alicia, I really hope you've let go for good," Monica said with a convicted sigh. A sharp pang hit Alicia's chest, her eyes stinging as she fought back the urge to cry. Quickly, she pressed her hand to her eyelids, refusing to let the tears fall. It was only then she noticed something startling. Stunned, she stared at her hand. The wedding ring--something she had once held onto so tightly--was gone. Gone for a whole day and night, and she hadn't even noticed. Suddenly, her heart felt lighter, the weight of everything she'd been carrying beginning to lift. She whispered, more to herself than anyone, "Yes, I've truly let go." ... It didn't take long for Joshua to notice. He had returned to grab something quickly when his eyes fell on her hand. His brow furrowed as he asked, without thinking, "Where's your wedding ring?" Chapter 4 Her Nemesis Alicia's only concern now was leaving Joshua, so she ignored his question and asked flatly, "Are the divorce papers ready yet?" That word again--"divorce". Irritation flickered across Joshua's eyes. "What's the rush?" he snapped, his voice cold and sharp. "My father's finalizing his will, and if word gets out about my divorce, it'll ruin my standing. Now, pack your things--we're having dinner at the Yates Mansion this afternoon." With Caden's return, the family was throwing a welcome-home dinner for him. They also hoped that by doing so, it'd lift the spirits of Jerald Yates, Joshua's father. However, maintaining the charade of a happy marriage was the last thing on Alicia's mind. "I'm not going," she announced curtly. "Just get the divorce finalized and stop wasting my time." Joshua laughed, a sound that held no warmth. "Oh, come on, Alicia. Stop pretending. You hid the ring because you don't actually want to leave me, right? You can't stand the thought of being without me." He leaned in, smirking, and added, "You've worked hard these past two years. Even if we divorce, I'll still take care of you--as long as you keep me happy." Alicia's eyes widened, disbelief turning into anger. Hid the ring? Couldn't bear to be without him? His arrogant words sounded like nails on a chalkboard to Alicia's ears. With a sharp sneer, she shot back, "Oh, Mr. Yates, how could I possibly make you happy? Don't worry, I'll return the ring--wouldn't want this plain Jane to irk you, right? Once you have it, we're finalizing the divorce immediately." But Joshua wasn't fazed by her venom. He thought he knew her too well, convinced this was just another ploy to get his attention. Without thinking too much, he tossed a bag at her. "We've got guests today. Dress appropriately, and don't make me look bad." Alicia looked down at the bag, her mind flashing back to the countless times she had visited the mansion dressed in modest, unassuming clothes-- doing everything to blend in, to please him and his family. But now, with their divorce looming on the horizon, Alicia no longer cared to play the part of a dutiful wife. After slipping into the outfit, she carefully applied a touch of makeup, just enough to bring out the vibrance in her already flawless complexion. The subtle enhancements accentuated her smooth skin and delicate features, lending her a certain glow. When Joshua saw her descending the staircase, he froze for a brief moment, eyes lingering. Perhaps it was the way the dress hugged Alicia's graceful curves, making her seem more alluring than usual. At the entrance of the Yates Mansion, they both slipped into their familiar roles, masking the tension between them with practiced ease. Alicia casually looped her arm through Joshua's, their movements synchronized as they walked into the courtyard. Though Jerald was too ill to receive anyone, the grand hall bustled with life, relatives filling the space with chatter. The noise hummed around her, but for some reason, as soon as Alicia crossed the threshold, a sharp chill pricked at her skin. She instinctively looked up, her gaze immediately drawn to the figure lounging casually at the far end of the room. Legs crossed, dark shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal a sliver of his collarbone, the man oozed arrogance, his presence commanding. When Alicia's eyes finally met his-- a familiar, authoritative stare that pinned her in place-- her mind raced as emotions began to surge uncontrollably. Joshua noticed the shift in her demeanor, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What's going on with you?" Alicia's breath caught in her throat. One word escaped her lips, barely audible. "Caden?" Just the mention of his name sent a chill down her spine. To her, Caden was the embodiment of her nightmares. Due to their families' friendship, their paths first crossed at the tender age of ten. Caden, having taken a year off, transferred to her school, and from that moment, Alicia's perfect world began to unravel. She could no longer claim the top spot. No matter how relentless her efforts, no matter how late she stayed up studying, Caden was always a step ahead. He would outscore her by the smallest of margins--a point, maybe two--leaving her perpetually stranded in second place. Anyone else might have accepted defeat, settled into the role of runner-up. But not Alicia. Born into the once prestigious Bennett family, she was raised under the suffocating weight of living up to her family name. Excellence wasn't just a goal--it was the currency by which she could earn her parents' affection. Failure was not an option, yet Caden had the audacity to snatch away everything she'd worked for with what seemed like effortless ease. It was as if he'd set his sights on her from the very beginning, and Alicia, stubborn to a fault, refused to back down. Their rivalry spanned over a decade, a relentless battle fought both openly and in the shadows, and their final showdown took place in college, just before their graduation, at the national competition. Alicia poured her heart and soul into that moment, her focus razor-sharp as she aimed for nothing less than perfection. And she achieved it, having garnered a perfect score. But Caden, ever the serpent, had bribed the judges, twisting the results in his favor. Alicia was forced, once again, into second place. The sting of injustice was deep, but the harshest blow came from her father, Phil Bennett. Over the phone, his voice dripped with disappointment in her ranking. Alicia, having grown accustomed to his tirades, said nothing. She waited for his anger to ebb, then asked quietly, "I'm graduating soon. Will you come back?" Her mother, Donna, had always been her softer solace. She comforted Alicia that day, promising they'd be there for her graduation. But life had other plans. Phil and Donna, rushing back from Itrubisite to attend the graduation, perished in a tragic plane crash. Overnight, Alicia's world crumbled, left an orphan in this cruel world. Since that day, she had never challenged Caden again. Afterward, Caden left Warrington to build his career overseas. ... "He's back for the inheritance," Joshua muttered, his voice barely audible. Alicia cast him a sidelong glance as he continued, "With a family empire as big as ours, an eldest son like him wouldn't give up so easily." Her brow furrowed slightly. It was true--the Yates empire was massive, a legacy most would kill for. But Caden had accumulated his own fortune, surpassing even the family's vast wealth. Did he really care about the inheritance? Then again, this was Caden. Competing was in his blood. Even if he didn't care about the fortune itself, he'd fight tooth and nail just to win, to toy with everyone else. The man had a knack for stirring chaos purely for his own amusement. Alicia had been his rival for as long as she could remember, and even now, the thought of giving him so much as a glance felt like a waste of energy. She turned to walk away. But Joshua caught her wrist, his grip firm yet tense. "I know you two don't get along," he said. "But he's still my elder brother. We need to maintain appearances." Her body stiffened at the touch, and she immediately tried to pull her hand free. Joshua's frown deepened. "Alicia, behave," he hissed. Irritation flared in her chest. "I'm not refusing to go in. Just let go of me first. I don't want your filthy hands touching me." A flicker of something dark passed over Joshua's face, and instead of releasing her, he intertwined their fingers, squeezing them tight. Alicia bit her tongue, silently fuming. As they neared, Caden's gaze slowly lifted, his eyes narrowing in a lazy, almost bored assessment of them. "Caden," Joshua greeted, his tone strained, meeting his brother's gaze with forced cordiality. Caden's eyes flicked to their entwined hands, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Your girlfriend?" he asked indifferently, as though he didn't recognize Alicia. Chapter 5 We Meet Again So Soon Alicia's nerves coiled tight like a spring. That voice... Her messy thoughts blurred into chaos, but one thing broke through the haze--Joshua's calm declaration. "Alicia and I have been married for two years now. She cares about me, so we kept it low-key. Just went straight for the registration; no ceremony. You were busy abroad at the time, so we didn't bother you." Caden arched a brow, his voice laced with venomous mockery. "Oh, so she's my sister-in-law." The way he spat the words "sister-in-law" felt more like a s*ap than a title, leaving no doubt about his contempt for her. Alicia could feel the man's sneer underneath every syllable. And all this was thanks to her so-called husband, Joshua. Her hand trembled as she snatched a tissue, vigorously wiping her hand. "Looks like Alicia's a bit of a germophobe," Caden observed, his tone a casual jab at her disgust. Joshua's expression darkened, the tension between them thickening. He hadn't expected her to humiliate him like this. "It seems I've spoiled her too much," he muttered, his voice low and tight with irritation. Caden's eyes gleamed with a dangerous glint. "If it's a serious condition, she should get treated. It could impact her role as a mother. You know how badly our father has wanted a grandchild." At this, something flickered across Joshua's eyes. Even though Alicia, his wife, was right beside him, he went ahead and lied through his teeth. "Thanks for the concern, Caden, but I already have good news for Dad. I just haven't gotten around to telling him yet." Caden's smirk deepened, his gaze flicking toward Alicia, who was about done with the bullshit of a charade. She quietly excused herself and strode off. "How far along is she?" he asked meaningfully. "Doesn't seem like she's pregnant." Joshua didn't miss a beat. "Just a month." The answer was as much a threat as it was an announcement. Now, the inheritance stakes had just been raised, and Jerald, ever focused on continuing the family line, would certainly take his unborn grandchild into consideration. Caden's smile hardened, and Joshua delivered the final blow with a smug undertone. "You'd better catch up, Caden. I can't always be one step ahead." Caden, unfazed, waved his hand lazily. "No rush." ... Alicia stepped onto the terrace, the cool night breeze washing over her skin. She drank in the fresh air hungrily to steady her nerves. Pulling out her phone, she quickly dialed the manager of the private cinema again. "Have you found the ring?" she asked anxiously. The manager hesitated, sounding troubled. "Ms. Bennett, we've searched thoroughly and questioned all the staff, but... we really couldn't find any ring." "Then..." Alicia clenched her fist, her mind racing. "Do you have the contact details of the guest who booked the room that day?" "I'm sorry, but due to our privacy policy, we can't disclose any information on our clients." Her heart sank. "I see," she sighed with resignation. "Please tell me immediately if anything turns up, okay?" In a perfect world, she could've just bought an identical ring and pass it off for the original. Unfortunately, Joshua had that ring custom-made, and it wasn't easy to replicate. After dinner, it started to rain. The relatives began to trickle out one by one. Joshua stood by her side as they made their way to the car, his eyes trailing down to her bare wrist. "If you liked that bracelet at the auction, then I can buy you something like it," he said coolly. Alicia had to resist the urge to roll her eyes sardonically. She didn't believe for a second that Joshua had a change of heart towards her. "Trying to buy my silence, huh?" Her words were sharp, slicing right through Joshua's tender facade. "No need. I have no desire to be tangled up in your affairs." Joshua hadn't intended to sound like that, but her mocking tone struck a nerve. His jaw clenched, and a bitter smile crossed his lips. "Fine. Don't take it. The money I spend on you is a waste anyway." Alicia bit the inside of her cheek before adding firmly, "Joshua, I already told you. I'm willing to leave this marriage empty-handed. Let's sign the divorce papers tomorrow morning and end this once and for all." His smile twisted into something dark, something dangerous. "What about the ring?" "I lost it." Joshua's eyes narrowed, his tone unrelenting. "I don't care about anything else. I want the ring." She could barely contain her frustration, her breath hitching as he delivered his final blow. "If you can't find it," he said coldly, "I'll assume you're holding onto it because you still care about me." Just then, Joshua's phone rang; it was Lilliana calling. "Joshua." She mewled his name pitifully. "The thunder is so loud. I'm scared to sleep alone... Can you come over?" The car wasn't heading anywhere near Lilliana's and Joshua was furious with Alicia, so without a second thought, he kicked her out into the rain and sped off. He didn't even leave her an umbrella. Alicia stood frozen by the roadside, the downpour quickly soaking through her clothes. The cold rain seeped into her bones, chilling her to the core. Gritting her chattering teeth, she swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth and began trudging along the drenched pavement. Behind her, the soft hum of an engine crept closer. A sleek, low-profile Maybach rolled up beside her, its headlights cutting through the rain. "Mr. Ward," the driver said, glancing back, "I believe that's Ms. Bennett." The car slowed to a stop. Caden glanced out the window, his sharp eyes narrowing on Alicia's lonesome figure. She had just paused, her fingers gathering the fabric of her soaked dress, tying it up to ease her stride. Caden's lips curled into a faint. "Invite her inside," he drawled. The car came to a halt next to Alicia. The driver stepped out, holding a large umbrella over her head, his voice polite. "Ms. Bennett, it's hard to find a cab at this hour. May I offer you a ride home?" Alicia's eyes flicked up, recognizing the man as the Yates family's driver. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her voice soft but steady. "Thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience." However, as soon as she slipped into the backseat of the car, she locked eyes with its other passenger--Caden. "We meet again so soon, sister-in-law?" His voice, smooth as velvet, carried a hint of mischief. ...... What happens next? 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