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No 2024-10-19 06:42 active 1661 0 ここをクリックしお無料でお読みください 朝倉鈎音は、結婚䞀呚幎蚘念日に信じがたい事実を目の圓たりにした――倫が浮気しおいたのだ いや、正確には、圌はずっず前から浮気しおいたのかもしれない。鈎音がようやく気づいただけだった。 本来なら、今頃はミュンヘン行きのフラむトの䞭にいるはずだった。 だが、出発間際に悩んだ末、この出匵をキャンセルしお、代わりに花束ずケヌキ、そしおワむンを甚意し、倫にサプラむズを蚈画しおいた。 今ずなっおは、これ以䞊ないほどの「サプラむズ」を目の圓たりにしおいるずいうわけだ...... 鈎音は郚屋から挏れおくる女性の声を再び耳にした。 「裕之、私はもう離婚したの。あなたも早く奥さんず別れおちょうだい。痛みは早く終わらせた方がいいでしょ」 「離婚なんお、どうせするから焊るこずはないさ」朝倉裕之はそう答えた。 圌はか぀お、結婚生掻は愛さえあれば続けられるものだず信じおいた。だが、これたでのずころ二人は抱き合うだけで、特に進展がないたただった。 そのうち圌は埐々に退屈さを感じ始めたのだ。 ただ、「離婚」ずいう蚀葉を口にするのはあたりにも急すぎお、どうやっお鈎音に切り出せばいいのか、そしお「無䞀文で远い出す」方法を考える䜙裕もなかった。 鈎音はスマホを握りしめ、胃の䞭がひっくり返りそうになるのを必死に抑えた。 なるほど、最近裕之が家に垰る回数が激枛しおいたのも、道端の花を螏みにじっおいたからずいうわけか あの女は鈎音も薄々芚えおいた。裕之ず同じ䌚瀟で働く䞊叞だ。裕之は圌女に媚びなければ昇進できないず話しおいたこずもあった。 これが圌の蚀う「媚びる」ずいう方法なのか 鈎音は怒りで歯ぎしりしながらも、郚屋のドアを叩き開ける衝動を必死にこらえた。 感情を抑え、手に持っおいるケヌキず花束を投げ捚おるこずなく、もう片方の手でスマホを取り出し、カメラを起動しお寝宀内の光景を写真に収めた。 ...... 鈎音は足早にマンションの玄関を出お、持っおいたものをゎミ箱に攟り蟌み、そのたたタクシヌを止めた。しかし、その瞬間、ポケットのスマホが鳎り出した。 圌女は電話に出ず、埌郚座垭に腰を䞋ろしたものの、スマホの画面はし぀こく点滅を繰り返し、たるで諊める気などないかのようにし぀こく鳎り続けた。 鈎音は苛立ちを抑えきれず、぀いに電話に出た― 受話噚から聞こえおきたのは矩母の倧声だった。 「鈎音あんた䞀䜓どういう぀もり私がせっかく垂内トップの生殖科の専門医を予玄しおやったのに、すっぜかすなんおただしも、私の電話たで無芖するなんおあんたが朝倉家の子䟛を産む気がないなら、さっさず蚀いなさい今すぐ裕之ず離婚しなさい。朝倉家に嫁ぎたい女なんお山ほどいるんだから」 耳元で矩母の眵声が続き、「朝倉家」ずいう蚀葉が繰り返されるたびに鈎音の拳は固く握りしめられた。 結婚しお朝倉家に入ったその日から、矩父母は鈎音を朝倉家の䞀員だずは䞀床も思っおいなかった。 圌らの目には、鈎音は貧しい家の嚘で、背景もなく、朝倉家のために子䟛を産むこずを誇りに思うべき存圚だず思っおいるのだ。 はぁ、あの時どうしお裕之の蚀葉を信じおしたったのだろう」 圌の蚀葉を信じ、䞀生倧切にしおくれる、䞡芪もい぀か自分を受け入れおくれる、そしお過去の傷を気にせず、自分のペヌスで心を開くこずができるず。 そう、鈎音は心を開く準備をしおいたのに、圌はどうだった 矩母の眵声を聞きながら、さっきのマンションでの光景が頭をよぎり、鈎音は怒りで手が真っ癜になるほど力が入った。 圌女はスマホを握りしめ、息を敎えお蚀葉を絞り出した。 「安心しおください。絶察に離婚したすから。あなたに蚀われなくおも結構です。それから、孫が欲しいんですよねわかりたした、産みたす」 ただし、裕之の子じゃないけどね あの男が浮気しおいるなら、こっちだっお離婚前にちょっずした仕返しをしおも問題ないのだ。 「こ、この䞋品女䜕を蚀っおるのよ」電話を切る盎前にも矩母の怒号が耳に残った。 鈎音はそのたたスマホの電源を切り、タクシヌの運転手に告げた。 「運転手さん、『倩楜宮』クラブぞお願いしたす」 「倩楜宮」クラブは街䞭で最も有名な金の䜿い所であり、男女の欲望が枊巻く颚月の堎だ。そこでは様々なタむプの男ず女が溢れおいる。 鈎音はバヌカりンタヌに腰を䞋ろし、幟杯かのりィスキヌをあおった。するず、心の䞭にあった邪悪な考えがどんどん膚れ䞊がっおいった。 「子䟛を産むなら、誰の子でもいいじゃないむしろむケメンなら、子䟛も可愛くなるかも」 そう思いながら、鈎音の芖線はダンスフロアの䞭をさたよい、やがお䞀人の高身長の男にピタリず止たった。 顔ははっきりず芋えなかったが、その身長ず倖芋は矀衆の䞭でもひずきわ目立っおいた。 圌はたるで呚囲に囲たれおいるようで、埌ろにはスヌツ姿の男女が数人付き埓い、その存圚感は際立っおいた。 「この人にしよう」 そう決めるず、鈎音は深呌吞し、髪をかき䞊げおからハむヒヌルを鳎らしながら「ふらふら」ずその䞀行に向かっお歩み寄った。 「うわ、目が回る」 すれ違う瞬間、鈎音はわざずバランスを厩しお足をくじき、たっすぐ朝倉叞の胞に倒れ蟌んだ。 力匷い倧きな手が、鈎音の腰に回り、しっかりず圌女を支えた。 初めお感じる冷たいが頌りがいのある抱擁ず、濃厚な男性のフェロモンが鈎音を包み蟌み、圌女は喉がカラカラに枇くのを感じ、もずもずの理性が次第に遠のいおいった。 「あんた、すごくいい匂い......」 叞は冷ややかな眉をしかめ、埌ろに控えおいた秘曞ずボディヌガヌドたちは驚いお目を䞞くしおいた。この明るい時間垯に、たさかこんな倧胆な女が珟れるずは 「お嬢さん、もう少しご自重ください」男の声は氷のように冷たく、たるで深い氷穎に匕きずり蟌たれるような冷酷さだった。 鈎音はその声に䞀瞬固たり、その聞き芚えのある声に思わず顔を䞊げた。目が合った瞬間、鈎音は叞の冷たい芖線に飲たれそうになった。その県差しは冷たい星のようで、たるで心を芋透かすかのようだった。 この瞬間、鈎音の心臓は止たりそうになった 圌女は目を芋開き、間近にあるこの冷たい顔を凝芖した埌、ようやく唇を震わせながら声を絞り出した。「぀......叞おじさん」 神様よ、私は䞀䜓䜕をしおしたったのだろう たさか盞手が叞、裕之の名ばかりの叔父だずは 䞖間䞀般では、圌が朝倉家に逊子ずしお迎えられたこずは知られおいたが、朝倉家の跡継ぎずしお叞は幌い頃から囜倖で管理孊を孊び、朝倉家の財閥の跡継ぎずしお朝倉家の圓䞻が六十歳の誕生日に圌に党おを蚗したのだ。 圌は京城の䞊流瀟䌚で最も茝かしい「ダむダモンドの独身貎族」であり、皆が憧れる倧人物である。 鈎音の姑も叞ずの瞁を深めたがっおおり、裕之の昇進はすべお叞にかかっおいるず蚀っおいたが、圌女の願いは空振りで、叞はたったく関心を瀺さなかった。 鈎音もたた叞に䌚う機䌚などほずんどなかった。 初めお圌ずこんなに近くで察面するのはこれが初めおだった。 圌の顔立ちは冷たく、圫りの深い端正な顔立ちは、たるで鈎音の党おを芋透かすようで、鋭く、冷たさが挂っおいた。 「叞おじさん......す、すみたせん」 鈎音が二床目に「おじさん」ず呌んだ瞬間、叞はようやく反応を瀺した。 眉をひそめ、鈎音から手を攟すず、無衚情のたたその堎を去ろうずした。 圌はこのように自ら飛び蟌んでくる女性には、たったく興味がなかったのだ。 「叞おじさん、埅っおください」 鈎音は決意を固め、せっかくの機䌚だからず䞀か八かでやり通すこずにした。もし叞のような金持ちに取り入るこずができれば、それも悪くはない。 「わ、私は今日、気分が悪くお、぀いお酒を飲みすぎおしたったんです。そんな私をこのバヌに䞀人眮いおいくんですかここ、危ないんですよ」鈎音は唇を噛み、可愛らしい無害そうな衚情を䜜り出した。 圌女は密かに叞の反応を䌺い、圌が䟝然ずしお無衚情であるのを芋お、わざず足銖を觊りながら痛がる玠振りを芋せ、「それに、さっき足をくじいちゃっお......本圓に痛いんです」ず匱々しく蚎えた。 叞は先ほどたで衚情に䞀切の倉化を芋せなかったが、今や唇の端には皮肉な笑みが浮かび、目には䞀瞬の興味が垣間芋えた。 この女、挔技が䞋手すぎお、䞀目で芋砎れる。 だが、少し面癜い。 「぀、叞おじさん......」男の鋭い芖線に芋透かされたようで、鈎音は思わず身震いし、怯んでしたった。 しかし次の瞬間、突然足が宙に浮き、鈎音は目を芋開いた。たさか叞にお姫様抱っこされるずは ふわりず䜓が浮かぶ感芚に慌おた鈎音は、反射的に叞の銖に腕を回した。圌の広くお枩かな胞に抱かれ、圌の銙りが錻をくすぐる。顔が熱くなり、心臓がドキドキず早鐘のように鳎り始めた。 こんなに盎接的にさっきたでは正人君子のふりしおたくせに 「ただ足が痛いのか」頭䞊から叞の冷たい声が降っおきた。 「え......」鈎音は無意識に唟を飲み蟌んだ。 「もう......痛くない......」 鈎音はがんやりず叞の圫刻のように敎った暪顔を芋぀めた。 「ふん......」叞は薄く唇を匕き締めたたた、顔色䞀぀倉えず、呚囲に取り巻かれながらバヌの倖に停めおある車に向かっお歩き出した。 この男、䞀䜓どういう぀もりなの 鈎音は混乱したたただった。 車に乗せられおようやく我に返ったが、口を開こうずした瞬間、叞は既に運転手に指瀺しおいた。 「『むンタヌコンチネンタル』ぞ」 「......」 む、むンタヌコンチネンタルそれっお五぀星の高玚ホテルじゃない ホテルの最䞊階の豪華スむヌトに入るず、叞は鈎音をベッドに投げ出し、そのたたバスルヌムに向かった。ベッドに残された鈎音は、しばらくしおようやく状況を理解し始めた。 圌女......本圓に叞を匕っかけお、ホテルたで連れ蟌たれたの 思ったよりもずっず簡単にこずが運んでるけど、これっお眠じゃないよね でも、鈎音はそれどころではなかった。 思い浮かぶのは、さっき目撃した裕之の浮気の珟堎の光景ばかり。それに酒も入っおいるせいで、これから起こるこずぞの恐怖感はほずんどなく、むしろ少し楜しみですらあった。 叞はこんなにむケメンなんだし、寝るだけならむしろ埗だ それに圌は裕之の叔父でもある。 この圢であの浮気男に仕返しするのも悪くない 鈎音はバッグを手元に匕き寄せ、䞭をかき回しお探し物を始めた。叞がバスルヌムから出おくる前に、薬を飲んでおきたかったのだ。 倧孊時代に付き合っおいた元カレが信じられないほどのクズで、鈎音を無理やり襲おうずしたこずがあった。 鈎音は必死に抵抗し、未遂に終わったものの、それ以来、異性ずの芪密な接觊には拒吊反応が出るようになっおしたった。 裕之ず結婚しおからも、䜕床か受け入れようずしたが、肝心な時には吐き気がしおしたい、裕之は「無理しなくおいいよ」ずい぀も慰めおくれた埌、隣の郚屋で䞀人寝おいた。 裕之が優しくすればするほど、鈎音は心の䞭で申し蚳なく思い、海倖でこの症状に効く薬があるず聞き぀けお、結婚䞀呚幎の時に詊しおみようず決めおいた。 でも裕之は、その代わりにずんでもない「サプラむズ」を甚意しおくれたっおわけね 鈎音はバッグをひっくり返しお探したが、薬は芋぀からなかった。出かける時にバッグを倉えたのを思い出し、その薬は元のバッグに眮き忘れおきたようだった。 その時、バスルヌムのドアが急に開き、叞が姿を珟した。 鈎音は目を䞞くしお圌を芋぀め、思わず唟を飲んだ。 叞おじさん、たじで最高じゃん 叞はこんなタむプの女性を芋慣れおおり、照明の䞋でその衚情には冷たい光が浮かんでいた。 タオルで無造䜜に髪を拭きながら、鈎音の方に芖線を萜ずし、圌女の赀らんだ頬に近づいお問いかけた。「満足か」 「た、満足です......」 叞の男らしいフェロモンに包たれ、鈎音は頭ががんやりしおいた。しかし、ふず思い出したように身を起こし、「あの、ちょっず物を買いに行きたいんですけど」ず口を開いた。 このたたでは、次に吐き気がしたら叞に吐きかけおしたうかもしれないから、それだけは避けたい。 「そんな手間はかけなくおいい。そこにある」 叞は鈎音が「それ」を指しおいるだず勘違いし、顎をベッドサむドのテヌブルに向けおしゃくった。そこには粟矎なストレヌゞバスケットがあり、さたざたな皮類のアむテムが敎然ず䞊べられおいた。 「......」 今どきのホテルっお、こんなに至れり尜くせりなの 「じゃあ......私、ちょっずシャワヌ济びお来たす」 鈎音はドキドキしながら叞の䜓を二床ほど抌しおみた。 どうやら叞が次に䜕をしようずしおいるのか、鈎音はなんずなく感じ取っおいた。 くそっ、䞻導暩を握っおいたはずの自分が、どうしお気が付けば獲物みたいにされおいるの もしかしお叞はずっずタヌキ寝入りだったのか 疑心混じりの目で叞を芋䞊げるず、鈎音の衚情には䞀抹の驚きず怯えが挂っおいた。 小さな女の子の動き䞀぀䞀぀を叞は冷静に芳察し、圌女の考えをほが察しおいた。叞の呚囲には圌の隣を狙う女は数倚くいたが、いざずなるず逃げ出そうずするのは、この女くらいだろう。 たすたす面癜くなっおきた...... 倜はあっずいう間に過ぎ、朝日が差し蟌んでいた。 鈎音が目を芚たすず、䜕気なく隣を振り向いお叞の姿を目にした。圌の顔立ちは冷たく鋭いが、眠っおいる時はその嚁圧感が薄らいでいた。 たるで眠りに぀いたラむオンのように、凶暎さも傲慢さも党おが収たっおいた。 鈎音は叞の方に身を寄せ、じっくりずその寝顔を芳察した。 端正な顔立ち、癜い肌、少し生えた顎のヒゲ、そしお長い睫毛。 「......」 鈎音は心の䞭で小さな嫉劬を芚えた。この男、マゞでどんだけかっこいいんだよ。 圌女の芖線があたりにもあからさただったのか、叞の眉が埮かにひそめられた。 鈎音は慌おお寝転がり、幞いにも叞はすぐに動かなくなった。 鈎音はそっず叞の腰に回されおいた手を匕き離し、圌に気づかれないように息を朜めお動いた。 鈎音は叞が目を芚たしたずきに目が合うのは避けたかった。圌が起きる前に服を着お、さっさずここを抜け出したかったのだ。 そう考え、圌女はバッグから持っおいた珟金を党郚取り出しおテヌブルに眮き、そそくさずその堎を離れた。 鈎音が郚屋を出おからわずか10分も経たないうちに、ベッドの䞊の男は目を芚たした。 圌は隣に鈎音がいないこずを予想しおいたようで、淡々ずベッドから起きお服を身に着け、ベッドサむドのテヌブルに䜕かが眮いおあるのに気づき、近づいお確認した。 そこには珟金の束ず䞀枚の玙切れが眮かれおいた。 「叔父さん、昚倜は楜しかったですね。二䞇円のキャッシュ、ほんの気持ちですが、これで運気アップ埌はもう䌚わないかも」 「埌はもう䌚わないかも」叞はその蚀葉に目を走らせ、皮肉な笑みを浮かべた。 玙切れをゎミ箱に投げ捚おるず、珟金をそのたた懐にしたい蟌んだ。 ちょうどその時、特別アシスタントの䜐藀から電話が入り、フラむトの予玄が完了したず䌝えられた。そしお、曎に蚀葉を足した。 「副瀟長様、もしご郜合が悪いようでしたら、フラむトを明日に倉曎するこずも可胜ですが」 「必芁ない。今すぐ行く」 䞀瞬の間をおいお、叞は䜐藀に指瀺を䞎えた。 「それから、ホテルに頌んで昚倜の女の情報を調べさせろ」 「かしこたりたした、副瀟長様」 ホテルのロビヌを出るず、鈎音の心臓はただドキドキず高鳎っおいた。 冷たい颚が頬を撫で、ようやく少しだけ頭が冷えた。 圌女は本圓にあの倧物・朝倉叞ず䞀倜を過ごしたのだ これは倢ではなく、珟実なんだ その朝倉叞だよ呜知らずもいいずころじゃないか 鈎音は自分の頭をポンず叩き、ポケットから最埌の䞀枚の諭吉を取り出し、タクシヌを拟った。 䜕も考えずに、ひずたず朝倉家に戻ろう。 家に入る前に、鈎音は自分の䜓に䜕か怪しい痕跡が残っおいないか、䜕床も確認しおから足を螏み入れた。 家に入るず、矩母がダむニングテヌブルで朝食を取っおいるのが芋えた。 「おはよう、お矩母さん」鈎音はい぀も通りおずなしく声をかけた。 「よくも垰っお来れたものね」 昚晩、電話で鈎音に突き返されたこずを思い出し、朝倉蘭は怒りで腹の虫が収たらなかった。 「離婚さっさず私の息子ず離婚しなさい」 矩母が自分をこれほどたでに嫌悪し、䞀刻も早く朝倉家から远い出したいかのような様子に、鈎音は拳を握り締め、その瞳は埐々に冷たくなっおいった。 自分の家柄が劣っおいるこずはわかっおいたし、裕之ず結婚するこずは分䞍盞応だずも感じおいた。しかし、鈎音も努力しお朝倉グルヌプの翻蚳郚で䞊玚翻蚳者のポゞションを埗お、自身のスキルも決しお䜎くはない。 だが、矩母は圌女のこずを芋䞋しおいた。朝倉家に来た圓初から鈎音に文句ばかり蚀い、䞀幎経っおも圌女の腹に動きがないこずを理由に、芪戚の前で鈎音を悪者扱いし、たるで「鶏小屋に座っお卵も産たない」ず陰口を叩くのだった。 矩母は䜕床も鈎音の目の前で友人の嚘を裕之に玹介しようずさえしおいた。 裕之ずの愛のため、この家のため、鈎音は䜕床も耐え、矩母ず争わないようにし、皌いだお金もできるだけ家に入れおきた。しかし、裕之は浮気しおいたのだ 鈎音は自分に冷静になるよう蚀い聞かせ、深呌吞した埌、矩母に向かっおこう蚀った。 「お矩母さん、昚日はわざずあの医者さんをすっぜかしたわけじゃないんです。䌚瀟で急に仕事が入り、同僚のミスも重なっお気持ちが荒れおいお......だから、あんな颚に蚀っおしたいたした」 蘭は党く取り合わず、むしろ裕之ずの離婚をせき立おるかのように話した。 「私を『お矩母さん』なんお呌ばないでくれる重すぎるわ子䟛が産めないなら、さっさず離婚しなさい」 「お矩母さん、結婚しおから䞀幎経っおもただ子䟛ができおいなくお、本圓に心苊しく思っおいたす」 鈎音は蘭の腕に手を回し、申し蚳なさそうに蚀った。 「今回もダメだったら、私、裕之ず離婚したす。圌のこずをこれ以䞊埅たせるわけにはいきたせんから」 その䞀蚀で、蘭の顔色は䞀倉した。 蘭は鈎音の腹にちらりず目をやり、「鈎音、もしたた今回もダメなら、䜕を蚀っおも私はもう蚱さないわ。必ず裕之ず離婚させるからね」ず念を抌した。 鈎音は笑顔を芋せながらも、心の䞭では深く沈んでいた。 裕之の目には自分が映らず、矩母の目にも、圌女はただの子䟛を産むための道具でしかないのだ。 鈎音は矩母ずのやり取りを打ち切り、着替えを枈たせた埌、車を走らせ䌚瀟ぞ向かった。 鈎音ず裕之は同じ朝倉グルヌプで働いおいるが、所属しおいる郚眲が異なり、裕之は䌁画郚で、鈎音は翻蚳郚に所属しおいた。 朝倉ビルは非垞に広く、二人の職堎は30フロア以䞊も離れおいる。 朝倉に入瀟したばかりの頃、裕之は「䌚瀟では身内ずの関係を持ち蟌むのは犁止だ」ず鈎音に蚀い、二人の関係を公にしないよう求めおきた。 そのため、朝倉グルヌプの誰も圌らが倫婊であるこずを知らない。 今になっお考えるず、鈎音は自分の愚かさを痛感しおいた。 朝倉グルヌプは党囜でトップ100に入る倧䌁業であり、優秀な人材ず矎女が揃っおいる。裕之は、既婚ずいう肩曞きが自分の女性ずの亀際に制限をかけるこずを恐れ、出勀時には結婚指茪さえも倖しおいた。 車のキヌをバッグにしたったずき、䞭に四角いカフスボタンが䞀぀入っおいるのを芋぀けた。ブランドは鈎音も知っおおり、非垞に高玚な品で、䞀察のカフスボタンが四癟䞇円以䞊もする。 鈎音はそのカフスボタンを手に取りじっくりず芋぀めた。裕之がこんな高玚品を䜿えるわけがない。頭の䞭に塩顔の男の姿が浮かび、心臓が䞀瞬跳ねた。 たさか、叞のカフスボタンが自分のバッグに入っおいるなんおあり埗ないでしょ 叞ほどの金持ちなら、カフスボタンを䞀぀なくしたくらいで気にしないだろう。 鈎音はそう考えながら、そのカフスボタンを再びバッグにしたい、ハむヒヌルを鳎らしながら䌚瀟に入った。 䞍運なこずに、顔を䞊げた瞬間、裕之ずスタむル抜矀の女性が䞀緒に歩いおいるずころに出くわした。二人は楜しそうに話をしおいた。 鈎音はその女性を二床芋しおしたった。 それは昚倜、裕之ずベッドで絡み合っおいたあの女だった。 裕之も鈎音に気づくず、顔色が䞀倉した。圌の䞭では、鈎音は今頃ミュンヘンに出匵しおいるはずだったからだ。い぀垰囜したのか、あるいはそもそも出匵に行かなかったのか その時、裕之の暪にいた女性が圌の耳元で䜕か囁いた。裕之の泚意がその女に戻るず、二人は芖線を亀わしおから、女ぱレベヌタヌに乗り蟌んだ。 圌女の銖には薄くキスマヌクが残っおいお、゚レベヌタヌのドアが閉たる前に鈎音に向かっお眉をひそめお挑発的に笑みを浮かべお芋せた。 鈎音は顔をしかめた。 どうやら二人は以前から「ただならぬ関係」だったらしい。 鈎音に歩み寄る裕之ず目が合ったが、どちらも蚀葉を発しないたた、二人で別の゚レベヌタヌに乗り蟌んだ。 ゚レベヌタヌの扉が閉たるず、裕之は鈎音に蚀い蚳を始めた。「あの人は俺の䞊叞だ。さっきも先週の仕事に぀いお聞かれおただけだ。それにしおも、お前ミュンヘンに出匵に行くっお蚀っおたよな」 鈎音はハンドバッグをき぀く握りしめ、胞の䞭で䞍快感ず他の耇雑な感情が枊巻いおいた。 倧孊時代の出来事が原因で、鈎音は男性ずの性的な接觊に匷い拒吊反応が出おおり、裕之ずの結婚埌も䜕床か詊みたがうたくいかなかった。その結果、二人は䞀床も倫婊ずしおの関係を持ったこずがなかった。 裕之は普通の男性であり、長い間欲求を抑えるのは難しかったのだろう。 そんなこずを考えながら、昚日裕之に察しお報埩した時の快感も、次第に薄れおいった。 鈎音は唇を軜く噛みしめ、静かな声で蚀った。「昚日は私たちの結婚䞀呚幎蚘念日だったの。だから予定をキャンセルしお、裕之ず䞀緒に過ごしたかったんだけど......裕之が残業しおるっお聞いお、䌚瀟には行かなかった」 裕之は䞀瞬衚情を倉えたが、ポケットに手を入れお小さな箱を觊れるず、再び萜ち着きを取り戻した。 「ごめん、そんな倧事な日をすっかり忘れおた。でも......」裕之はポケットから小さな箱を取り出し、䞭を開けるずそこにはダむダの指茪が入っおいた。「これ、君ぞのプレれントなんだ」 鈎音はその指茪を芋぀めたが、裕之の䞊叞が぀けおいたむダリングずよく䌌たデザむンに芋えた。 おそらく、この指茪もあの女に莈る぀もりだったのだろう。 鈎音は䞀瞬身構え、手を匕っ蟌めた。 裕之は䞍思議そうに尋ねた。「どうした 指茪が気に入らないのか」 「いえ、気に入ったけど、今は䌚瀟だし、誰かに芋られるずたずいから」鈎音は蚀い蚳しながら、裕之の手から指茪を取り䞊げた。 裕之は鈎音の蚀葉に疑いを抱くこずなく、圌女の肩に手を回した。「今倜、倕飯を䞀緒に食べよう。ちゃんず埋め合わせするから」 圌の䜓からはあの女の銙氎の匂いが挂っおいお、鈎音はその錻に぀く匂いに顔をしかめ、圌を抌しのけようずした。 ちょうどその時、゚レベヌタヌのドアが開き、同僚が乗っおこようずした。 同僚ぱレベヌタヌ内の裕之ず鈎音の芪密そうな様子を芋お、しばらくその堎で立ち止たり、興味深げに二人を芋぀めた。 「おっず、お嬢さん、気を぀けお、しっかり立っおくださいね」裕之はすぐに反応し、鈎音の肩から手を離しお同僚に向けお蚀い蚳した。「ハむヒヌルでバランスを厩しおたから、少し支えおただけだ」 鈎音は心の䞭で䜕ずも蚀えない感情が枊巻いおいた。 ロビヌではあの女ず芪密に話しおいたくせに、俺たちが倫婊だずいう事実を芋られるのはそんなに怖いのか 笑わせる 「ええ、ありがずうございたす、マネヌゞャヌ」鈎音は淡々ず瀌を述べ、゚レベヌタヌを降りた。 圌の銙氎の匂いに吐き気がしおたたらなかった。 鈎音はその日の午埌、さっさず匁護士を蚪ねお離婚協議曞の準備を進めた。 裕之の裏切りに察しお埩讐を果たしたものの、もう䞀床圌ずの関係を修埩するこずはできないずわかっおいた。 自分から離婚を切り出せば、少なくずも惚めな思いはしなくお枈む。 だが、鈎音がその離婚届を持ち垰る前に、ニュヌペヌクで人手が必芁だずいう連絡が入り、圓日䞭に荷物をたずめる暇もなく、そのたた空枯ぞず向かった。 鈎音がニュヌペヌクから垰囜したのは、すでに半月が経った頃だった。 圌女のスマホはロヌミング状態だったが、この半月の間、裕之からのメッセヌゞはたったの二通しかなく、それも圌女がニュヌペヌクに向かう圓日に送った「気を぀けお」ずいう短いものだった。 鈎音は完党に倱望した。 裕之が浮気をした時、圌女は自分に原因があるず感じおいた。圌女には性障害があったからだ。しかし今では、裕之の心も䜓も、もはや自分には向いおいないこずがはっきりしおいた。 今倜、裕之が垰っおきたら、党おを話しお終わりにしよう。 車が䌚瀟の近くに差しかかった時、鈎音は郚長からの電話を受けた。 「スむスから来た取匕先が来瀟しおいるが、盞手はロマンシュ語しか話せない。総務郚の唯䞀のロマンシュ語通蚳が出匵䞭なので、翻蚳郚から朝倉に行っおもらいたい」ずのこずだった。 珟時点で䌚瀟でロマンシュ語ができるのは鈎音だけで、圌女も断るわけにはいかず、承諟せざるを埗なかった。 30分埌、車は「オヌダ」クラブの前に停たった。 鈎音は腕時蚈を確認した。ただ8時半で、䌚談は9時からの予定だった。 圌女はすぐに䌚堎の準備を始め、䞊叞からの指瀺に埓っお、盞手の奜みに合わせた食事ずワむンを手配した。 党おが敎ったのは8時50分。鈎音が服を敎え、ドアの倖に出た瞬間、2台のメルセデスが䞊んで到着し、クラブの前に䞀台は先に、䞀台は埌に停車した。 前のメル○デスのドアが開き、䞭から出おきたのはスヌツを身にたずった立䜓的な顔立ちの男性たちだった。 鈎音は資料に目を通しおいたので、圌らがスむスから来た代衚者たちであるこずが分かった。 圌女は最も瀌儀正しい笑顔を浮かべ、流暢なロマンシュ語で挚拶をしながら、埌ろのメルセデスに目をやった。副瀟長は数人いるが、気難しい䞊に女性嫌いで、い぀も男性の通蚳を連れお行く副瀟長もいお、鈎音はその人に圓たらないか心配だった。 その時、埌ろの車のドアが開き、たず出おきたのは厳栌で無衚情な倧柄の男だった。圌は車の右偎に回り蟌み、ドアを開けた。 鈎音はそのアシスタントに芋芚えがあったが、それが誰かを考える䜙裕はなかった。先に副瀟長に挚拶しようず歩み寄るず、光る革靎ずずもに長身のシル゚ットが車内から珟れた。 その男は背が高く、䜓にフィットしたアむアン・グレヌのスヌツが長身を包んでいた。広い肩ず端正な顔立ち、額に沿った敎えられた黒髪、冷たく鋭い県差し。 その姿は掗緎されおいながらも、近寄りがたい嚁圧感を攟っおいた。 叞おじさん 男を芋お、鈎音の目は驚きで芋開かれた。ちょうどその時、男も芖線を圌女に向け、目が合った。瞳孔がわずかに瞮み、そしお興味深そうな笑みを浮かべた。 ホテルの翌朝、叞はアシスタントの䜐藀から鈎音の資料を受け取った。それを芋た叞は、なぜ鈎音がバヌで自分を「おじさん」ず呌んだのかを理解した。 鈎音は、圢匏䞊ではあるが、圌の甥でほずんど接点のない裕之の劻だった。そしお鈎音は朝倉グルヌプの䞊玚翻蚳者でもあったのだ。 叞の芖線は遠慮なく鈎音に泚がれ、圌女はその芖線に恐怖を感じおいた。足が震え、ヒヌルがカヌペットに匕っかかり、バランスを厩しお前に倒れ蟌んでしたった。 「副瀟長、危ないです」 䜐藀が叞に譊告を発したものの、阻止する䜙裕はなく、鈎音は勢いよく叞の胞に突っ蟌んだ。䜐藀はその光景に唖然ずし、思わず顔をしかめた。 叞ず長く付き合っおきたが、鈎音ほどの勢いで叞にぶ぀かった女性は、しかもそれが二床目だずいうのは初めおだった。 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Yes 2024-10-19 06:42 active 1661 0 😍Read the next chapters👉 t. Despite her disgust and reluctance, she asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict, and mother liked her a lot upon seeing her." They agreed? Huh... How ironic! Seems like everything Carissa had done for this household had all been for nothing. "Is she currently in the mansion?" Carissa asked, lifting a brow. Barrett carried a softness in his voice, "Yes, she’s talking to my mother and making her very happy. Even mother's health seems to be improving." "Improving?" Carissa felt a whirlwind of emotions. "When you went to war, your mother was already gravely ill. I brought in the best physician, managed the estate’s affairs by day, and stayed up nights caring for her. That's how her condition started to improve." Carissa wasn’t seeking praise. She was just laying out the facts of her exhausting year. "But seeing Aurora has made my mother feel even better," Barrett said earnestly. "I know this is unfair to you, but for the greater good, please support Aurora and me." Carissa lowered her eyes, as if blinking away the tears. But inspected closely, that's actually her sharpened gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need," Barrett refused instantly. "Carissa, she’s different from any woman you know. As a general, she’s above household squabbles and wouldn’t want to meet you." Carissa retorted, "What are women I know like? Or tell me, what kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of the Marquis's family. My father and my six brothers sacrificed on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "That’s them," Barrett interrupted. "you're still a delicate woman suited only for home comforts, while Aurora has no respect for that. Besides, she never holds back her true thoughts. Trust me, you won't want to hear it from her." As Carissa looked up, the striking beauty mark under her eye became more evident in the light. Calmly, she said, "It’s fine. If she says anything unpleasant, I’ll ignore it. A true matriarch must understand the bigger picture and act with dignity. Don’t you trust me?" Barrett sighed in frustration. “Why put yourself through this? The king has approved this marriage, and Aurora will never threaten your control of the household. Carissa, she couldn't care less about those things.” “Oh, you think that's what I fear? Losing the control of this household?” Carissa countered. Little did Barrett know his household had been reduced to a hollow shell - managing it was a hot potato no one else would bear. Over the past year, it was Carissa's dowry alone that kept the Warren family’s life respectable, and this was her reward. “Enough,” Barrett snapped, his patience running thin. “I’ve done my duty by informing you. Your opinion won’t change anything.” As Carissa watched hum storm out, her bitterness deepened. “My lady, my lord has really crossed the line!” Lulu, Carissa’s maid, said, wiping her tears. “Don’t call him that!” Carissa gave her a stern look. “We never consummated the marriage. He’s not your lord. Now go fetch my dowry list.” “Why the dowry list?” Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. “Silly girl, we need to reckon everything before we leave.” Lulu gasped. “Leave? But where can we go? To the Northwatch Estate?” Suddenly Lulu held her tongue, aware that she had touched the sensitive subject. She spared Carissa a guilty look, "I'll get the list now, my lady." Upon the mention of Northwatch Estate, the always restrained Carissa finally let her tears fall. When she was fifteen, her father, the Marquis of Northwatch, had sacrificed his life on the battlefield. Then, just six months ago, her entire family at the Northwatch Estate was brutally slaughtered — assassins rumored to be spies from the enemy nation, Westhaven. She rushed back after getting the news, only to find the dismembered bodies of her mother and grandmother. Even her youngest nephew, two years old, didn't escape death, neither. Now, she was the lone survivor of the marquis' family, the idea of restoring her family’s former glory seemed impossible—at least to outsiders. After all, she was presented mostly as a delicate, fragile woman, while Aurora Taytes had just made herself the first female general in history. It's only natural that the Warren family was more than happy to agree to the marriage. Yet, unbeknownst to the world, Carissa's martial talent was never beneath her father and brothers. If given a chance on the battlefield, she would definitely outshine Aurora Taytes, perhaps a million times more... Just then, Lulu had brought over the dowry list, "My lady, this year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins supporting the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." "I see." Carisse's gaze lingered on the list with melancholy. Her mother had given her such a substantial dowry, fearing she might face hardship in her husband's home. Yet now here she was. The Warren family had disregarded all her effort, and Barrett had even broken his vow to take no concubine - the very promise that led her mother to choose him over more eligible suitors, despite the Warren family’s fall from grace. 'Was this really the life mother wanted me to have?' It took Carissa no time to made up her mind. “Lulu, get prepared. There's somewhere we need to go tomorrow.” ... Early the next morning, Carissa and Lulu boarded a carriage, heading straight for the royal palace. It was noon by the time they arrived. Under the scorching autumn sun, Carissa and Lulu stood like statues in front of the palace gates. They waited for a full hour, but no one came to let them in. In the palace's study, Derek Walker had already reported Carissa’s arrival to the king three times. “Your Majesty, Mrs. Warren is still waiting outside the palace gates,” he repeated. The king, Salvador Quinton, set aside the document he was reading and rubbed his temples. “I can’t summon her in. The edict has been issued, and can't be taken back. Tell her to go home.” “The guards tried to persuade her, but she refused to leave. She’s been standing there for over an hour without moving.” Salvador felt a pang of guilt. “Barrett requested the marriage as a reward for his military service. I didn’t want to agree, either, but not granting it would embarrass both him and General Yates. They have after all won a big war.” “Your Majesty, when it comes to military achievements, no one can compare to the Marquis of Northwatch,” Derek countered. Salvador thought of Hector Sinclair, the Marquis of Northwatch. When Salvador was a crown prince who had recently joined the military, it was Hector who had guided him. Back then, he had also known Carissa when she was only a cute kid. Salvador himself had fought a bloody path to the throne, paved with death. He understood the struggles of military officers, so when Barrett requested marriage as a reward, Salvador had hesitated but eventually agreed. But Derek was right. In terms of military merit, Barrett and Aurora were far inferior to Hector Sinclair. “Alright, let her in. If she agrees to this marriage, I’ll grant her whatever she wants, even if it's a noble title or an official rank,” said Salvador. Derek breathed a sigh of relief. “As always, you're wise, Your Majesty!” ... Carissa knelt in the study with her head bowed. Recalling that Carissa was now the only one left the Sinclair family, Salvador felt nothing but pity for her. "Rise and speak," he commanded. Carissa bowed deeply with her hands clasped. "Your Majesty, I know it's presumptuous of me to seek an audience today. But I also wish to implore for your grace." "Carissa Sinclair, I have already issued the edict of marriage. It's impossible to revoke it," Salvador said. Carissa shook her head gently. "Your Majesty, I'm not imploring you to reverse that edict, but imploring you for another edict - an amicable divorce with General Warren." The young king was taken aback. "Divorce? You want a divorce?" Carissa nodded her head firmly. She was never someone to pester some man. If Barret Warren loved Aurora Yates so much, then she would let him go. What she needed now was a single edict for an amicable divorce, so she could take away all her dowery and get rid of the despicable Warren family for good, dignified and head high... 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No 2024-10-19 06:42 active 1661 0 😍Read the next chapters👉 Chapter 1 "You'll have the test results in about an hour." The nurse's smile was gentle and reassuring as she took the vial of blood from Madeline Sanders. Madeline held a cotton swab to her arm and settled into a chair in the waiting area. She was a bit pale, but her eyes sparkled with hope. She had a hunch she was conceived, and that hospital visit was just to make sure. Three years ago, Trevon Gibson was involved in a terrible car crash that left him comatose, with doctors saying he would never wake up. Lydia Sanders, Trevon's high school sweetheart and Madeline's half-sister, did not waste any time and jetted off abroad for her studies. Somehow, Trevon's grandmother—Edith Gibson—figured that Madeline was Trevon's lucky charm and insisted she marry him. The Gibson family promised to care for Madeline's mother, who was lost in her own world of madness. Madeline felt trapped but agreed to the marriage. Little did everyone know that Madeline was secretly in love with Trevon for years. To everyone's surprise, Trevon woke up after the wedding. However, Madeline's joy was short-lived. Trevon's first words to her were icy and calculated. "Out of respect for my grandmother, I'll take you as Mrs. Gibson for three years. When Lydia returns in three years, I will marry her." Madeline had braced herself to play along with that deal, ready to step aside when the time came. However, life threw a curveball a month and a half ago. Trevon stumbled home after drowning his sorrows in wine that day, and Madeline single-handedly managed to drag him inside. Supporting a drunken Trevon was like moving a boulder—each step a battle of strength. Madeline and Trevon could no longer keep themselves upright and crumpled to the floor just inside the front door. Their lips brushed together in the fall, an accidental kiss that sent Madeline's heart racing. Trevon was a notorious germaphobe, avoiding physical contact like the plague. However, that unexpected kiss seemed to unlock something in him, and he leaned in for another. Madeline was caught off guard, but she did not resist. Later, in the quiet aftermath, Madeline could not bear to stay in the bed they shared. She tiptoed around the sleeping Trevon, erasing any trace of what had happened between them. The hospital was a hive of activity, but Madeline felt alone in the crowd. With trembling hands, she opened the lab results. 'Early stage of conceive. Recommend a follow-up ultrasound.' Joy flickered across her face, quickly hidden behind her hand to muffle her giggles. Regardless of the state of her marriage, that baby was a precious gift. She was eager to tell Trevon, her fingers hovering over her phone. However, she hesitated. Trevon's germaphobia was not just about objects—it extended to people. She had seen him scrub his hands raw after a mere handshake. However, wine had loosened his inhibitions that one night. Would he believe the baby was his? Doubt clouded Madeline's mind, bringing a headache and a wave of nausea. She was jostled as a group of doctors in white coats rushed by, nearly sending her phone flying. "Emergency! Please step aside," a nurse said, flashing Madeline a quick, apologetic smile before dashing off. Madeline took a deep breath, watching the commotion unfold. Her gaze drifted to the emergency room doors without much thought. However, in a heartbeat, her eyes widened in shock. Trevon was there, shielding Lydia as they stepped down from the ambulance. He guided her gently onto a stretcher and, with a team around them, made a beeline for the VIP suite. A chilling shiver sliced through Madeline, her knees buckling as she clung to the nearby railing for support. Lydia was back. In the hospital room, the doctor briefed Trevon. "It seems like a mild concussion, but we'll need the test results to be sure." Trevon's expression was serious. "Speed it up. Use the VIP route." Lydia, stretched out on the gurney, smiled weakly at Trevon. "You're always so kind to me." Lydia pouted as she continued, "I wasn't paying attention. Who would've thought a bike bump could lead to a concussion? In Ameristan, people usually slow down on their own." Trevon gave her a fleeting, detached look. A flicker of worry crossed Lydia's face. "Trevon, with Skylandia's tight deadlines, isn't my accident going to set us back a lot?" Skylandia was the latest venture from Trevon's gaming empire, Xystos Tech, and Lydia had returned to lead the art on it. "I won't stay here. I have to get back to work," she declared, attempting to get out of bed. Trevon was quick to intervene, his hand on her shoulder easing her back down. "Don't be childish." As the tender scene unfolded, Madeline watched them outside the VIP room with gritted teeth. Trevon was notorious for his meticulous ways, but he did have a soft spot. He was not always distant. He just saved all his warmth for Lydia. Madeline felt a wave of emotion as she teared up. She touched her nose and fought the tears. Without really knowing why, she found herself pulling out her phone and calling Trevon. In the sterile silence of the hospital room, Trevon's face froze for a moment as he checked his phone, then casually handed it off to his assistant, Simon Taylors. "Tell her I'm tied up in a meeting." Madeline's heart clenched as Trevon's annoyed expression flickered across his face. Simon, moving to the side, answered Madeline's call softly. "Hello, Mrs. Gibson. Mr. Gibson is busy in a meeting. Is there something you need?" Madeline's lips twitched with a defeated smile. "No, it's nothing. I just hit the wrong button." Simon frowned. "Mr. Gibson's schedule is packed. Please be more careful in the future, Mrs. Gibson." The future? Was there even a future to speak of? Lydia, overhearing Simon, gave Trevon a subtle glance. She casually showed off the pink Hello Kitty bandage on her hand. Trevon's eyes snapped to it, his voice laced with a hint of longing. "You still haven't kicked that old habit, I see." Lydia forced a smile. "Well, you know I've always been fond of Hello Kitty." Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to soften. Madeline could not stand it any longer. Clutching her phone, she turned around and left. She thought one night could change things, but it was just wishful thinking. Despite the autumn season, Redenbaugh City was sweltering, and the hospital's air conditioning was cranked up, sending chills down her spine. She felt light-headed, as if she were floating on air. Suddenly, a little boy darted into her path, bumping into her. Madeline's face went pale as she caught the little boy, but in doing so, she lost her footing and tumbled to the ground. The fall sent a chill up her spine, and she held her belly, too afraid to move. The boy, however, started wailing, drawing curious glances from passersby. His mother rushed over and gave him a quick once-over. When she found him unscathed, she pulled him into a tight embrace before turning to Madeline with fury. "Can't you watch where you're going? You ran into my baby! How will you make this right?" Madeline, her mind on the baby she was carrying, bit back her pain and chose not to retaliate. Instead, she made her way to the maternity ward upstairs. The mother was not having it, yanking on Madeline's arm. "You think you can just hit someone and leave?" Madeline, nearly tripping over, turned slightly and offered calmly, "Should we review the security footage?" The woman, clutching her son, stormed off. Madeline felt her vision darken as she clutched her chest. She leaned against the railing, immobilized. In the VIP ward, Lydia gazed at Trevon longingly and leaned in for a kiss. Trevon, who was aloof, felt a wave of nausea as she got close. His vision blurred, and his chest tightened. He flinched and shoved Lydia away. Chapter 2 "Here's the divorce agreement. Take a look." Trevon, fresh from the hospital, confronted Madeline with a request for divorce. The image of Lydia's hurt look lingered in his mind, leaving him with a sense of resignation. His rejection was not just about his aversion to germs. It was also the sudden sickness and weakness that overtook him. He dismissed it as a one-off, which was not worth worrying about. However, faced with Madeline, the discomfort was undeniable. Madeline, still reeling from her hospital visit, was blindsided by the divorce papers laid out before her. It took a moment for her to find her voice, and when she did, it quivered. "Do we really have to end this?" "Yes." Madeline's grip tightened, and the question she could not suppress spilled out. "Is it because Lydia's back?" Trevon loosened his tie, his face turning to stone. "Didn't I make myself clear three years ago?" He had, and she had accepted it. However
 "If... Just if..." Madeline hesitated, biting her lip. Trevon was impatient. "Madeline, you can't always want more." She looked up sharply, disbelief etched on her face. Did he think she was haggling over the divorce terms? With several deliberate taps on the table, Trevon continued, "Indeed, you've done everything required of being a wife these past three years. There's a modest place near Johnsrud. It's yours now. That's the best I can do. Don't make me lose respect for you." Madeline's response was trapped in her throat as she smiled bitterly. Three years of marriage, and her reward was a house. Should she be thankful? He was determined to get the divorce over with, by any means necessary. There was no need to mention the baby. It would only complicate how he saw her. She did not need a man whose heart belonged to another. Madeline felt nauseous, feeling like she needed to purge immediately. She crouched down to clutch the bin and gagged, but nothing came up. Trevon watched, his brow furrowed in disbelief. Why did her sickness stir something in him? Was it a mere coincidence? Seeing her ashen face, it was clear she was unwell. Trevor gave Madeline a questioning look. "Are you sick? When did it start? What's wrong?" Madeline felt the urge to throw up but could not, which only intensified her discomfort. Clinging to the trash can seemed like the only thing she could do. At the sound of his question, her fingers tensed uncontrollably. She forced a casual response. "Maybe it's just a cold. No big deal." "Answer me!" His voice turned sharp, sending a jolt through Madeline, and she murmured almost without thinking. "This afternoon, when you were
 I'm just feeling a bit of chest tightness, weak limbs, and a touch of nausea. Typical cold symptoms." She did not bring up the hospital visit, quickly labeling it a cold to avoid any wild guesses. The timing and the symptoms lined up perfectly. 'So, it's because we caught a cold at the same time?' Trevon wondered. Madeline finally let go of her resistance. She deliberately avoided the divorce papers on the table and fetched the sour orange she had bought earlier from the fridge. Her mouth was unbearably uncomfortable, and she craved the relief of something sour. After all, she would need some strength in her hand to sign those papers. The moment she took out the sour orange, its tangy scent filled the room. Catching a glimpse of Trevon standing to the side, watching her with a frown, she hesitated before offering, "Want one?" Trevon looked away, clearly uninterested. Madeline chuckled awkwardly. "Sorry, it slipped my mind. You're not into sour stuff." However, as she sliced into the vibrant sour orange and its juicy interior burst with a potent tangy aroma, Trevon seemed unable to look away. Madeline was about to take a bite when she noticed Trevon approaching. His towering presence felt like a wall closing in, making the kitchen feel smaller by the second. Instinctively, Madeline stepped back. "If you don't like it, then I'll just..." Before she could finish, Trevon was at the sink, lathering up with soap, washing his hands with deliberate care three times before reaching for a piece of the sour orange. He scrunched his forehead, eyeing the orange for a long moment before popping it into his mouth. Madeline's jaw dropped in astonishment. However, Trevon did not spit it out. He chewed thoughtfully and swallowed before looking at her seriously. "Next time, make sure the knife's washed three times, okay?" The urge to bite into that tangy orange slice was irresistible. Sure enough, the sour kick seemed to soothe his queasy stomach. It was not just some bug. His nausea had kicked in right after Madeline's, as if he was only sick because she was. What was up with that? Trevon made a mental note to get to the bottom of it. Madeline gave a simple "Oh" in response. They finished the orange together, a moment of closeness they had not felt in three years. After washing her hands, Madeline looked up at Trevon. Sharing that sour fruit seemed to have bridged the gap between them, if only a little. However, their journey together was nearing its end. She murmured, "I'll sign the divorce papers." It was like cashing out after three years. A million and five hundred thousand, and a house to her name. She was coming out ahead. When she was about to sign, Trevon snatched the papers away. "We'll add another house to the deal. Wait for the lawyer's final draft." Madeline nodded, still in a daze. Suddenly, Trevon's phone buzzed and Lydia's whiny voice came through as he picked up the call. "Trevon, when are you coming? I'm bored." Madeline gripped her pen so hard her thumb whitened, nearly snapping it. Trevon ended the call, grabbed his jacket, and headed for the door. Madeline stepped forward, her voice tinged with concern. "How am I supposed to explain this to Grandma?" "We'll talk when I'm back," Trevon replied before the door slammed shut behind him. The house, once filled with life, echoed with emptiness. Madeline chuckled at herself, shook off the silence, and went to the kitchen to whip up some noodles. After all, she had to think about the little one growing inside her. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Expecting Trevon, who might have forgotten something, she swung the door open only to be greeted by unwelcome faces. Madeline's warmth vanished. "What are you two doing here?" Cilix Sanders, her father, smiled and said, "You weren't picking up, so your mom and I thought we'd drop by." Her phone did show a string of missed calls. Ignoring their calls was nothing new, but their sudden visit was unexpected. "My mom's lost her mind, locked up in Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital. Did you forget to visit her, or did you forget she's there?" Skylar Lowe, Madeline's stepmother, stood beside Cilix in her flawless outfit. She looked nothing like someone who had toiled in the fields. However, her sharp and calculative eyes matched her biting tone. "Such disrespect! Where are your manners?" Madeline was furious. If she truly lacked manners, Skylar would have been long gone. It was Skylar's appearance, after all, that had tipped her mother over the edge. However, Madeline had been biding her time, collecting proof. They would all pay, eventually. Pushing down the bile, she asked coolly, "So, what brings you here?" "Let's talk inside," was all they said. Once they were in, Madeline poured water into two glasses, her hands steady as stone. Madeline's calm and compliant facade only fueled Skylar's ego. With an arrogant head tilt, she announced, "Your sister's back in town. It's time you end things with Trevon and give up your title as Mrs. Gibson to her!" Madeline fought the impulse to douse Skylar with water as she gripped the kettle firmly. "Give it up? I'm not following you." Madeline's gaze shifted to Cilix. "You told me when Trevon was in that coma, the company was strapped for cash. Marrying Trevon was the only way to afford my mom's medical bills. I married into the Gibson family for the sake of the Sanders family. How did Lydia end up taking my place as the daughter-in-law of the Gibson family?" Chapter 3 "I was looking out for the Sanders family too," Cilix said as he sipped his water. "The Sanders-Gibson family alliance is crucial. Three years by Trevon's side, and what? No kids, no hold on his heart, no benefits for the Sanders family. Now that Lydia's back, along with her bond with Trevon, these issues will vanish. I can even afford better care for your mother." Cilix's duplicity struck Madeline once more. Madeline countered, "Did you forget why Lydia left the country? Or do you think the Gibsons have forgotten too?" "That's why we're asking you to initiate the divorce with Trevon," Cilix replied. Madeline saw right through their plot. She would step aside, letting Lydia take the lead, and the Sanders family would reap all the rewards. After a tense silence, Madeline broke the ice. "I'm willing to divorce Trevon, but on one condition. I want my mom's shares—the ones she's entitled to." Cilix instantly became furious. Once upon a time, the Sanders family was a picture of unity. Cilix, who came from nothing, married Bella Ziegler—Madeline's mother—and quickly turned his fortune around with a garment factory. However, Bella paid a steep price, severing ties with her own family. It was not until Skylar—previously 'Jolene', with her kids in tow—showed up that Bella realized the magnitude of her mistake. She battled depression for years, and the strain of the revelation only deepened her illness. That was when Cilix dropped the divorce bomb. He played the bankruptcy card during the split, claiming all assets were tied up. Bella was left with scraps. However, once the divorce papers were signed, Cilix's business miraculously bounced back. Ever the opportunist, Cilix kept footing Bella's medical bills, basking in the glow of his newfound reputation. Madeline only pieced it all together as she grew up—her mother had been played. She had been nursing a plan to set things right ever since. The meeting ended with frosty treatment all around. Madeline shut the door behind them, collapsed onto the couch, and lost herself in the darkness outside the window. 
 Dawn's light crept into the room. Madeline shielded her eyes and took a moment to adjust before getting up reluctantly. Nausea washed over her in an unforgiving wave. Trevon had not come home all night. Madeline's emotions were a mess—resignation laced with a hint of disappointment. However, above all, there was relief. It was as if her decision to let go the day before had freed her from hope. Madeline sank back into the pillows. The click of the electronic lock signaled an arrival at the door. Madeline glanced up, and there was Lydia, swathed in designer elegance, striding in with a smile that could light up the room. "Madeline, it's been ages." Rising slowly, Madeline perched on the edge of the couch, her eyes a storm of loathing. "Who said you could come in? Leave!" Lydia's smile only grew. "Trevon sent me, of course. He spent last night at the hospital with me, then dashed off to work at dawn. He asked me to pick up a suit for him." A shadow crossed Madeline's face. So, Trevon was with Lydia last night. She had waited like a fool on that couch all night long, clinging to his promise. 'We'll talk when I get back.' "You're just like your mother, always the homewrecker," Madeline spat. Lydia's laughter rang out. "Who's the real homewrecker? It's the unloved one. Even the lock's code is my birthday. Trevon's heart is still with me. Madeline, you've been using my birthday to open this door for the past three years. That must sting, doesn't it?" Madeline's eyes flickered, her grip tightening on the blanket. She inhaled sharply before smiling mockingly. "Is technology that archaic where you come from? We've moved on to facial recognition, or fingerprints at the very least. Key codes are a thing of the past." Lydia's smile faltered, her composure slipping for a split second. "Outdated or not, Trevon's word is law." Madeline could not be bothered with petty squabble. Her nausea was getting worse. She gestured toward Trevon's bedroom. "His stuff's in there. Help yourself." With a smug grin, Lydia disappeared into the room and emerged moments later, a bundle of clothes in her arms. Before she took off, she sauntered over to Madeline, flashed her hand, and there it was—a dazzling diamond ring. There was also that cutesy pink bandage on her finger. "My mom says you're dragging your feet on the divorce—kinda funny, don't you think? Trevon's put a ring on it, so why embarrass yourself? Time to get a clue." She leaned in, whispering to Madeline, "Face it, you've never been able to outdo me in anything since we were kids." Old memories came rushing back. Her favorite things, her mentors, her dad, her very home—Lydia had snatched them all away with just a few words. Madeline squinted and swiftly yanked the bandage off Lydia's hand. "You've always been into taking my stuff, huh?" She eyed Lydia's pristine hand and tossed the bandage into the bin with a look of disgust. "Bandages are disposable. Get a new one, and it's as good as ever. However, you know what's really scary about a guy who's been down the aisle twice?" Madeline rose to her feet, locking eyes with Lydia as she smiled slyly. "It's the lingering lessons from his ex. His style, habits, tastes, thoughts—they're all tinged with the ghost of the woman before you. Chew on that. Good luck." "Madeline!" Ignoring her, Madeline grabbed a bag of clothes and thrust it into Lydia's arms. "So long, no need for goodbyes!" Behind the wheel on her way to work, Lydia smacked the steering wheel, Madeline's parting shot replaying in her head. The phone buzzed. Lydia answered with a huff. "What's up with the wake-up call?" Wren Naylor, Lydia's assistant, hesitated before speaking up with caution. "Ms. Sanders, the planning team wants to add an illustrator to the project. They've already picked someone out." "They've what now? Since when does planning get to call the shots on art hires? They really need to stay in their lane." Wren stayed quiet. Lydia bit back her frustration. "Alright, I'm heading to the office soon. I'll sort it out with them." Instead of going to her department when she arrived at the office, Lydia went to the top floor to drop off some clothes for Trevon. Trevon accepted the clothes, but his brow creased in confusion. Lydia felt a twinge of worry. "Something wrong with the clothes?" They were definitely not his usual brand. Madeline would not slip up like that. "Madeline wasn't there when you picked these up?" Realizing the brand mismatch, Lydia understood her mistake. Madeline's earlier words echoed in her head. Lydia bit her lip, looking hurt. "Madeline just handed me these and shooed me out when I arrived. You know she's never been fond of me." She sighed resignedly and continued, "Typical Madeline, knowing you're in a rush and still acting petty with me. Should I run to the store and grab you a new set?" Trevon cut her off. "Don't bother. You've got work to do." Lydia clammed up, stepping back into silence. Trevon let out a quiet sigh. "Don't sweat it. It's not your fault. Clothes are the least of our worries. We've got the Skylandia project to focus on." In just a week, Skylandia would unveil its magical realms to eager eyes, with artistry at its heart. Lydia, fresh from her hiatus, was steering that ship—the crown jewel of the year for Xystos Tech. She knew the drill, but duty called, and she stepped out with a promise to return for lunch. Madeline, alone then, rinsed a handful of cherry tomatoes, trying to quell the unease bubbling inside her. She scrolled through her phone, the barrage of prenatal check-ups looming large and daunting. Midway through her meticulous note-taking, the doorbell chimed. She opened the door to find Simon pulling a long face. Chapter 4 "Mr. Gibson sent me some clothes." Madeline raised an eyebrow. "Again?" Simon's eyes flickered with annoyance as he asked, "Why'd you send Mrs. Yagle's clothes?" Simon referred to Trevon's mom, Riley Yagle—a woman whose kindness was only matched by her absentmindedness. Madeline recalled the ill-fitting, off-brand clothes that Trevon probably ditched without a second thought. "Mr. Gibson says, 'Don't get snippy and hold things up,'" Simon relayed with a hint of sternness. Madeline could not help but chuckle, amused by his blind trust. "Lydia told Trevon I picked out the clothes?" Did Trevon need to believe everything Lydia said? Simon rushed her along. Madeline handed him a fresh set of clothes, but her grip lingered as she responded steadily. "Simon, you've been Trevon's right-hand man for what, three, four years now? Do you realize why you're still at the bottom rung, just an assistant? You're good at sizing people up by their titles, but that's not really a skill an assistant needs. Why don't you take a page from Mr. Harris's book?" Trevon did have a star assistant—Daniel Harris—who was so capable that he was sent overseas to handle big deals. That was when Simon got the call to step in. Simon's face went through a mixture of pale and flushed as he absorbed her criticism. Madeline, who was usually quiet, had just thrown shade in his face. He bit back his retort, finally huffing in annoyance and storming off. Madeline let out a soft laugh, brushing off the encounter. With visiting hours ticking closer, Madeline headed to Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital to see Bella. It was more of a wellness retreat than a hospital, nestled right next to Redenbaugh City's fanciest private clinic. Getting in was not easy, but thanks to the Gibson family pulling strings, Bella got a spot. Madeline wheeled her mom out into the courtyard, catching her up on the week's gossip and happenings. Bella was her usual self—unresponsive and staring off into space. Madeline sighed and took her mom's hand, resting it gently on her belly. "Mom, right here, there's a little one on the way. Even with Trevon talking about divorce, I'm keeping this baby. You've got to come back to us. Who will help me with this little one if you don't?" She nestled against Bella's legs, craving the comfort of her mother's presence. Unseen by Madeline, Bella's eyes flickered—a brief, almost missed flutter. "Madeline?" A voice, laced with surprise, called out for her. Madeline looked up to see a man in a lab coat looking her way. The sun was blinding, and Madeline squinted without recognizing the figure before her. There was something oddly familiar about the silhouette. It was not until he was close that she could see it was Caleb Jabs, her old college friend. With a warm smile, Caleb teased, "Madeline, can't you recognize an old friend after just three years?" He opened his arms for a hug, like nothing had changed. Madeline hesitated, then offered a hand for a handshake instead. Caleb's smile faltered, then returned. "Right, we're not on campus anymore." He shook her hand before releasing it, stealing a glance at the wedding ring on her finger. Through their chat, Madeline learned that he had just returned from overseas and that his uncle was running the local private hospital. Caleb nodded toward Bella with a slight smile. "And who is this?" Madeline's smile vanished. "My mom. She's been like this since she had a breakdown three years ago." A breakdown? It looked serious, as if she had lost all touch with the world. What could have caused it? Caleb pushed down his questions, his heart aching for Madeline. "These past three years must've been tough on you." Madeline seemed more grounded than in her college days, but her eyes were shadowed with concern. Madeline shook her head. "It's time for us to head back." She was not one to bare her soul to just anyone. As she rose to leave, she wobbled slightly. Caleb reached out to steady her. "You're looking a bit pale. Maybe you should get checked out." Madeline steadied herself and took a step back. "It's just low blood sugar. I'm fine." Caleb watched Madeline sidestep with a calm smile, not the least bit ruffled. "Back in college, you were always dealing with low blood sugar. Still battling that, huh? Skipped breakfast today?" He was already taking the wheelchair's handles as he spoke, and Madeline allowed it. They got Bella settled and swapped numbers. Then, Caleb pressed a chocolate bar into her hand. "For your sugar levels, have a bite." Madeline's laughter bubbled up. "Caleb, you still keep chocolate on you after all this time?" "Just a habit," he said with a chuckle. That little piece of chocolate seemed to bridge the gap that had grown between them. "How about lunch? It's already noon." Madeline bit her lip, uncertain. However, Caleb was already tugging her along. "There's this great little place I know nearby. You'll love it." Trevon managed to swing by the hospital after his meeting wrapped up. The doctors gave him a clean bill of health. They suggested bringing Madeline in, thinking she might be the key to why he felt off. He left the hospital with that thought, only to see Madeline and Caleb, all smiles, heading into a cozy diner. Madeline's smile was something new, something he had never seen, and it stopped him in his tracks. He took a moment before climbing into his car. From the driver's seat, Simon caught Trevon in the mirror. "Mr. Gibson, wasn't that Mrs. Gibson? Should we pick her up?" Trevon watched them disappear into the diner, a place he would never dream of entering. "No, let's not," he murmured. Simon arched an eyebrow, shot a look of faint scorn at the diner, and sped off. Trevon was reclining in the back seat, eyes closed, soaking in a moment of peace. A few minutes in, a wave of relief washed over him, leaving him feeling surprisingly refreshed. It took him a moment to realize that he was embodying Madeline's happiness. What could possibly be so special about that little shop to make her that cheerful? However, that sour beef and cabbage soup with noodles they served was exceptional—tangy and invigorating. It had been days since Madeline had enjoyed a meal so thoroughly. She even decided to get an extra serving to go. Caleb chuckled. "Noodles never taste as good reheated. Wait, didn't you love spicy food? What's with the switch?" Madeline smiled. "I haven't really switched. This is just that good." She was known for her love of spicy dishes, and even Trevon, the health nut, had found his tastes swayed by her. It was hard to argue with Madeline's culinary magic. Her cooking was irresistible to most. Back home, Madeline had barely set down her takeout when her phone rang. It was Yeneth Collins, her best friend. "Madeline, I've got some good and bad news." Feeling a bit worn out, Madeline sank into the couch. "Go on." "The good news is that you've been chosen to draw the new character for Skylandia. They've sent the contract over to you already." A spark of excitement flickered across Madeline's face as she reached for her laptop to check her email. "And the bad news?" Yeneth sighed heavily. "Lydia is the new art director for Skylandia. She just got the job today. I wouldn't have pushed you to take this gig if I'd known." Since marrying Trevon right after college, Madeline had not returned to the workforce, finding solace and passion in her art. Her style was distinctive, not exactly mainstream, with a focus on creating captivating illustrations. When Yeneth got involved with Skylandia, she thought Madeline's artwork was a perfect fit and put her name forward. Madeline smiled. "No way. The contract's terms are decent. Can't miss an opportunity of making money just because of her." She was always hustling for cash, especially with Bella's medical bills piling up. It meant biting her tongue whenever the Sanders family got tight-fisted. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" "Totally. I freelance under the name 'Lily Mora'. Who will connect the dots?" Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a door swinging open as Trevon walked in. Chapter 5 Madeline's instinct was to snap her laptop shut. "Give me a second." She quickly ended the call and turned to face Trevon. "What's got you home at this hour?" Trevon eyed her hurried movements and washed his hands before replying, "Just needed to pick something up." Madeline responded with a noncommittal hum. His gaze landed on a nearby takeaway box. It was the sour beef and cabbage soup with noodles. It looked just like the one she had had for lunch. Was it really that tasty? A jolt of panic hit Madeline, and she blurted out, "It's for Yeneth, not me." Back when they were newlyweds, Madeline had grabbed some street sausages, and Trevon had gone into a tailspin, bombarding her with articles about the filth of street vendors and the dangers of eating out. Since then, she had avoided eating street food around him. However, she had slipped up and forgotten to stash the evidence. Trevon's chuckle was detached as his eyes drifted to a notebook on the table. Madeline's heart was pounding, and she pushed aside the wave of nausea to dash toward the notebook—her secret journal of conceive appointments. The last thing she wanted was for Trevon to find out she was expecting. However, Trevon was quicker. He stretched out his arm and lifted the notebook from Madeline's reach. Without regard for her protests, he calmly flipped it open. The 'Prenatal Appointment Schedule' header stared back at him. He raised an eyebrow, his cool gaze landing on Madeline. Madeline felt her heart jump into her throat. "Is this for Yeneth, too?" Trevon asked. "Huh?" Caught off guard, Madeline quickly nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Yeneth's getting married, thinking about having kids, so I was helping her research." Trevon's suspicion did not wane. "So, why the panic?" Madeline's forehead creased. She let go of the notebook and looked away. "I didn't want you to think I was up to something." Madeline's beauty was marred by her recent illness. Her pale face was then tinged with the flush of sickness, making her look even more vulnerable. Trevon felt a twinge in his chest, and his annoyance grew. Her cold was messing with his work. He tossed the notebook back to Madeline. "I don't have time for this. You should be resting, not running around. If you show up to a divorce proceeding looking like this, people will think I'm the bad guy." Madeline silently clutched the notebook with her head bowed. 
 At the steakhouse, Lydia stared at her barely touched steak, her mood souring by the minute. When she heard Trevon returned to the Angelic Garden Residence, her annoyance turned to outright anger. "Madeline, that witch!" She whipped out her phone and dialed Skylar's number. Madeline had just reviewed the casting call from Skylandia, wrapped up her draft, and was stretching after a long day when Skylar's call came through. "Get over here tonight. If you don't show up, I'm tossing your mom's stuff." The line went dead. Madeline thought she had taken care of all Bella's things, so what could possibly be left at the Sanders' place? She could not risk it, so she hailed a cab and headed over. The Sanders' mansion was ablaze with lights, screaming new money from every gilded corner. Madeline stood at the entrance, taking in the garish display, and figured Skylar was behind it. Skylar greeted her with a grin, tugging her inside. "I just knew you'd come." Madeline jerked her hand away. "Cut the act, Skylar. There's no one else here. I did what you asked, so where's my mom's stuff?" Chapter 6 Before Skylar could answer, a sharp snap echoed from the side. "Madeline, watch how you talk to my mom!" It was Yale Sanders, Lydia's little brother. With his shoulder-length purple hair and arms sleeved in tattoos, he looked every bit the wannabe gangster. He had been coddled by Skylar all his life, and with the Sanders' wealth, he had gathered a gang of street toughs to back him up. Madeline did not expect him to be there but gave him a cool look and brushed him off. Just then, Cilix descended the stairs, his voice cutting through the air. "Yale!" Yale sulked, his lips puckered as he flopped onto the sofa, clearly annoyed. Cilix motioned for Madeline to take a seat at the dining table. "It's not every day we get your sister back home. I figured a family dinner was in order. Have a seat, will you? I had Mom whip up your favorite fish tacos." Skylar quickly dished some out for her. The oily sheen and the subtle fishy scent made Madeline wrinkle her nose and push the plate away. "I caught a cold and lost my appetite. I'm just here to grab a few things, and I'll be out." Cilix squinted, and Skylar, unable to contain herself, plopped down next to Madeline. "When are you planning on divorcing Trevon, huh? Your dad and I have already scoped out a new guy for you. He's ready to tie the knot and won't wait forever." A resigned feeling washed over Madeline. With a mocking smile, she murmured, "Really? Who's this wonderful match?" Skylar perked up and replied, "He's from a solid family. One of your dad's business partners. The guy owns a string of factories. Marry him, and you'll be the boss. They wouldn't even look twice at a divorcee if it wasn't for your dad's connections." She made it sound like a fairy tale. Madeline cut to the chase. "The owner of these factories? How old?" Skylar hesitated, then chuckled. "Not too old. He's just a bit over forty and in the prime of his life. It'll be your second marriage, so you can't afford to be choosy. Plus, they've promised to cut your dad a deal if you marry in. Consider it a tribute to your mom." Three years had passed, and Madeline's disdain for her family's ways was as strong as ever. She glared at Cilix. "Over forty? You're okay with this, being not much older yourself?" Cilix looked pained as he spoke, "Skylar's just trying to do what's best for you. Remarrying and bringing your mom into the mix, finding someone okay with that wasn't easy. Skylar really went out of her way for you." Skylar nodded earnestly. It had indeed been a challenge. Madeline needed to be married off and kept far away to avoid causing Lydia any more headaches. "Don't worry, the guy doesn't have kids. Everything in the future will be yours and your children's. It's a real stroke of luck." Madeline suddenly chimed in, "It's true. These kinds of terms are hard to come by. You've really outdone yourself, but
" Breaking from her usual composure, Madeline locked eyes with Cilix. "I was clear yesterday. I just want what my mom is entitled to—her shares. Those shares are peanuts compared to being Mrs. Gibson of the Gibson family." Cilix remained expressionless, but his eyes were calculative. "Your mom's shares?" Thinking she had swayed Cilix, Skylar piped up in a shrill tone. "What shares does her mother have? The Sanders family fortune is all thanks to me and Cilix. It's got nothing to do with your loony mom." Madeline's glare whipped towards Skylar, sharp enough to shut her up. "Apologize." "Why should I? Your mom's the crazy one." Without warning, a cup of scalding water splashed across Skylar's face, and she let out a scream. However, before Madeline could react, she was yanked back forcefully. A second later, she was punched in the face. "You owe her an apology!" Chapter 7 Each word Yale spat was accompanied by a punch landing on Madeline. Madeline shielded herself with her purse, narrowly avoiding a serious injury. Blinded by anger, she had not thought things through, never imagining Yale would actually hit her. Conceived had left her weak, and she could only dodge Yale's vicious blows in a clumsy dance of desperation. The Sanders family seemed petrified by the spectacle, each too scared to even twitch. Cilix wanted to speak, but Skylar cut him off. "What's Yale got, a little muscle? Let her take a hit. It might teach her to listen." Cilix's face darkened as he sat back down. She had written her dad off long ago, but the sting of disappointment was as sharp as ever. As Yale moved in again, Madeline knew she was on her own. With a swift kick, she toppled a chair and snatched a fruit knife from the table, aiming it straight at him. "One more step, and I swear I'll stab you!" Yale, thrown off by the chair, nearly slipped. He wiped his mouth and sneered. "You think you've got the guts?" Knife in hand, Madeline's face was ghostly, but her eyes blazed with defiance, "Try me. I'm still Mrs. Gibson of the Gibson family. If I take you down, they'll make sure it never sees the light of day." Her gaze flicked to Cilix. "You think our dad's got the spine to cross the Gibsons for you?" Yale did not budge. Skylar stepped forward with a nervous chuckle. "Come on, we're family. Knives? Really? Madeline, put it down." Madeline looked at Skylar icily and aimed the knife at her. "Stay back." Skylar froze, then looked pleadingly at Cilix. Cilix broke the silence. "Madeline, what's going on?" Madeline stood there with a cold expression, ignoring the blood that had started to drip from the corner of her mouth. She bit her lip, refusing to say a word. The recent scuffle had taken a toll on her, leaving her with a heavy feeling in her chest. She was afraid she would throw up if she opened her mouth. However, she was determined not to let them see her weakness. Amid the tense moment, the nanny burst in with unexpected joy. "Mr. Gibson and Ms. Sanders have arrived!" The pair entered the room. Trevon's face was a mask of seriousness, his lips pressed into a thin line. Lydia, catching sight of the knife in Madeline's grip, let out a sharp cry. "Madeline! Why are you holding a knife? What are you planning to do?" Cilix rose swiftly to welcome Trevon. "Mr. Gibson, please come in. Let's sit and talk. Madeline, put that knife down now." With a glance at Trevon, Madeline reluctantly set the knife aside. Skylar exhaled in relief and grumbled, "This is all Madeline's doing, causing a scene for no reason. Since when do we bring knives into family disputes?" Madeline inhaled deeply, pushing down the wave of nausea, and retorted with a frosty laugh. "So, now it's all my fault, just like that? I'm trying to do the right thing here, and I'm still the one to blame?" "Is this enough for you?" Trevon's voice, frosty and laced with anger, cut through the room. He had been feeling sick to his stomach the whole way there. That sensation had become all too familiar in the last couple of days, and he did not need to guess—it was Madeline's doing again. He had warned her just at lunchtime to take it easy, but what did she do? She ran off to her family's home to pick a fight, knife in hand. She might not be bothered by it, but he was fed up. The room fell silent. Madeline looked at him in disbelief. Was he really going to blame her without even asking why? Trevon had no interest in dragging out the conversation. He grabbed Madeline's hand and led her away with urgency. Madeline stumbled as he pulled her along, a sharp pain throbbing in her heart. Lydia tried to keep up, her voice tinged with concern. "Trevon, you haven't eaten yet." He barely paused, his voice dismissive. "Some other time." With that, he ushered Madeline into the car and shut the door behind her. 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No 2024-10-19 07:27 active 1659 0 Young Marshal’s Charming Wife Modern-day superstar Kelly Morse finds herself reincarnated in the body of a wealthy merchant's daughter from a hundred years ago. Promised in childhood to a young marshal thanks to her grandfather's heroic deeds, Kelly must navigate her new life with cunning and bravery. Trapped in a web of deceit spun by her stepmother and sister, she employs her acting skills to outsmart her adversaries. Amidst this turmoil, she entangles with her fiancé, a marshal in disguise. Together, they face numerous trials and life-threatening challenges, ultimately finding happiness in each other's arms. LEARN_MORE https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/wej1nfaycmarln 歊汉十九掌科技有限公叞 https://www.facebook.com/61558491125135/ 144 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 fbpx.16447.com VIDEO https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/wej1nfaycmarlnog12w1upir?ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463872987_429498550253687_9071733869901590754_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x2upiBEprd4Q7kNvgHH_3Br&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ax9MaOkaDEE6vGKNa5CHwkg&oh=00_AYCY9KMhZnrNR-1a6eAM5d7T4HIDTj_aHclvvYmiFhUpxw&oe=67195E64 PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 歊汉十九掌科技有限公叞 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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No 2024-10-19 07:27 active 1659 0 He begs for me after I have a kid Kelly Jackson falls in love with her boss, Jason Giveon. After a banquet where she suffers from the embarrassment of the Giveon's, she chooses to inherit the Jackson's business. Three years later, Kelly becomes the CEO of VirtuoCorp, and Jason begs for Kelly's forgiveness. Both of them become very close to each other. However, Jason discovers that his mom, Judy Giveon, is the murderer of Kelly's eldest brother. LEARN_MORE https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/uznwq2uhzo2z0p Kalos tv-video https://www.facebook.com/61559136145024/ 158 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 0 0 0 0 0 0 Learn more 0 fbpx.16447.com VIDEO https://fbpx.16447.com/share/middle/uznwq2uhzo2z0pqkwe5lfmgm?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120211457741080047&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} 1969-12-31 18:00 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463912483_740779081558506_1763057562635404206_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=na-cRMbYQzIQ7kNvgGDNsx3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsfPZ0jbwYehSA0BqP3FlK6&oh=00_AYCvVzoM3x6DXQCAU9qoQAWr9jKNRAfajE5-3S3Db52yNQ&oe=67198CAA PERSON_PROFILE 0 0 0 Kalos tv-video 0 0 1969-12-31 18:00 View Edit
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