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2,610,577	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973		Friday the 13th come party with us after Tiesto. Music with @djcoldcase ! Doors open at 9:30	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/elsegundovail	El Segundo - Vail	https://www.facebook.com/elsegundovail/	1,220	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/elsegundovail	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469487039_2264262347288489_4972051357890386125_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=RZVOoyU1XDoQ7kNvgH-iU5T&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AB9A6PMApTexBZPv0PUISeE&oh=00_AYCCnIolamg1CM1La2slAhsXKbOY_gGhelYSRe84vgFmJw&oe=675AC99D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	El Segundo - Vail	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,581	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	2006 Ford Freestyle · Limited Sport Utility 4D	2006 Ford Freestyle · Limited Sport Utility 4D - $2,699.00 I am selling a 2006 ford freestyle. 3.9L v6. Runs strong shifts smooth. Good tires. Good brakes. Quiet exhaust. Smooth ride. No check engine lights on. Fully loaded. Leather interior. Power seats windows locks and mirrors. Hot air. Hop in and drive Clean title Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/541479605541	Julia Gordon	https://www.facebook.com/Julia-Gordon-2092419517510518/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/541479605541299/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469547701_557735863696805_389737915013618992_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kKohghheu0QQ7kNvgFIL7KR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A_rr_hLr_xCipq0caMM1tpB&oh=00_AYDBgs-uwQJoOPIO8t5Q3t5YLIuUF_FBl3crzR10Ho6yfA&oe=675AE4CC	REGULAR_PAGE	1	Julia Gordon	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,584	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973		Who’s coming to camp in December?! The last camp of the year!!! Message us for rates 🐎🐎🐎 . . . #horsecamp #oahu #thingstodo #hawaiihorses #horselife #kidscamp #equinephotography #equinelife #polo #poloponies #hawaiian #northshoreoahu	BOOK_NOW	http://instagram.com/hawaiipoloacademy	Hawaii Polo Academy	https://www.facebook.com/hawaiipoloacademy/	326	1969-12-31 18:00	Book now	Opens Instagram	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/hawaiipoloacademy	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469461411_1293817198298691_1261781681874942844_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sdrBRuu2lFAQ7kNvgGEoQyZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A_rr_hLr_xCipq0caMM1tpB&oh=00_AYAUR0XiwFKSn2aJ4tgmo4dUCTXS0PXwOqVT-S_3NgDOtw&oe=675AEB16	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Hawaii Polo Academy	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,591	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2610592}'	Yes	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	Feb 22-23 \| Miami		LEARN_MORE	https://barbellrehab.com/miami/	Barbell Rehab	https://www.facebook.com/barbellrehab/	24,777	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	barbellrehab.com	CAROUSEL		https://barbellrehab.com/miami/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469416910_1241301547156530_411580483977659145_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7Ipiv--dL2oQ7kNvgEE5vwF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AE4l9xgRRnbd3d1r30QzB9d&oh=00_AYD64fLK3y24bxYPvPL1arI45zzUjFaBuI-a_A_qoBaETA&oe=675AEC41	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Barbell Rehab	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,590	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2610592}'	No	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	Feb 22-23 \| Miami		LEARN_MORE	https://barbellrehab.com/miami/	Barbell Rehab	https://www.facebook.com/barbellrehab/	24,777	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	barbellrehab.com	CAROUSEL		https://barbellrehab.com/miami/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469416910_1241301547156530_411580483977659145_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7Ipiv--dL2oQ7kNvgEE5vwF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AE4l9xgRRnbd3d1r30QzB9d&oh=00_AYD64fLK3y24bxYPvPL1arI45zzUjFaBuI-a_A_qoBaETA&oe=675AEC41	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Barbell Rehab	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,589	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2610592}'	Yes	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	Feb 22-23 \| Miami		LEARN_MORE	https://barbellrehab.com/miami/	Barbell Rehab	https://www.facebook.com/barbellrehab/	24,777	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	barbellrehab.com	CAROUSEL		https://barbellrehab.com/miami/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469416910_1241301547156530_411580483977659145_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7Ipiv--dL2oQ7kNvgEE5vwF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AE4l9xgRRnbd3d1r30QzB9d&oh=00_AYD64fLK3y24bxYPvPL1arI45zzUjFaBuI-a_A_qoBaETA&oe=675AEC41	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Barbell Rehab	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,631	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2610632}'	Yes	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	Winter Youth Camp \| PFA Sports SFV	Winter Youth Camp - Ages 9-13 Youth Training Includes: Introduction to strength and conditioning Hitting instruction with collegiate coaches Pitching instruction with collegiate coaches Speed and Agility Develop Routines Learn about arm care 10:00am – 1:30pm, 4-Days a Week Starts December 16th	CONTACT_US	https://pfasportssfv.com/youth-winter-camp	PFA Sports Academy SFV	https://www.facebook.com/61558687372596/	96	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact Us	pfasportssfv.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://pfasportssfv.com/youth-winter-camp	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469610360_1309245896739001_1629467562032162328_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ed7iR51nQ3EQ7kNvgGsTgLR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ao2Vhyw8rJ2x61bFal7equs&oh=00_AYC6IBu8GSIsrG6IIFDz_ARRt3tsrEkUnAOOGvL0zoioWQ&oe=675AED1B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	PFA Sports Academy SFV	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,610,637	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2610632}'	No	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	Winter Youth Camp \| PFA Sports SFV	Winter Youth Camp - Ages 9-13 Youth Training Includes: Introduction to strength and conditioning Hitting instruction with collegiate coaches Pitching instruction with collegiate coaches Speed and Agility Develop Routines Learn about arm care 10:00am – 1:30pm, 4-Days a Week Starts December 16th	SIGN_UP	https://pfasportssfv.com/youth-winter-camp	PFA Sports Academy SFV	https://www.facebook.com/61558687372596/	96	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	pfasportssfv.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://pfasportssfv.com/youth-winter-camp	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469620358_562365443090154_6699914053526093022_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eHOJ_3cAgC4Q7kNvgEfWbf4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ao2Vhyw8rJ2x61bFal7equs&oh=00_AYBJLjSsMK9U6NMS49KjOVzGeblcIizeOkhc71kE4Dvl8w&oe=675AE48A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	PFA Sports Academy SFV	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,605,512	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2605510}'	Yes	2024-12-07 19:00	active	1971	🔥UP TO 49% OFF🔥	I introduce a perfect funny gift to everyone! The middle finger in a box! Will make friends laugh all day long!	SHOP_NOW	https://funnel.flownwing.com/funnel/middle-finger-	Flownwing	https://www.facebook.com/100063525848738/	21,471	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	funnel.flownwing.com	VIDEO	🎁XMAS GIFT👉	https://funnel.flownwing.com/funnel/middle-finger-in-a-box	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469489141_3055939304572831_3275685292754017859_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=M0RgrRL81r0Q7kNvgF0HUX8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgpOUFd4EjUHIEfNZRb9OvD&oh=00_AYCvUUtungFPYZSkzl0HqCA0Ov5d9OQWa88NJckSP9q8zA&oe=675AA54B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Flownwing	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,605,488	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-12-07 19:00	active	1971	It's A Wonderful Life: A Live Radio Show	It's A Wonderful Life: A Live Radio Show Show dates and Times: Saturday, December 7 at 8 pm Sunday, December 8 at 3 pm Cottingham Theatre (1301 Columbia College Dr. - Columbia, SC 29203) Tickets online: General Admission - $25 ; Youth (17 & under) $15 (plus online fees) Walk-up tickets: General Admission - $27 ; Youth (17 & under) $17 It’s Christmas Eve 1946 at WBFR radio station in New York City and the “Playhouse of the Air” program is about to start when the stage manager realizes no one else has arrived. After a bout of nervous panic, some of the actors arrive. Just 5. Now the troupe needs to rally together and present the story with just themselves. They must play over 40 different characters, as well as sound effects, in order to bring the WBFR presentation of “It's A Wonderful Life” to life. "The troupe" includes George Dinsmore as George Bailey, Jennifer Kraus as Mary Bailey. All the other characters are brought to life by Frank Thompson, Kelly Powell, and Jim DeFelice. Cindy Binnicker joins them on stage as the panicked Stage Manager, jumping in to help. Reserve your tickets for this uplifting holiday classic directed by Tiffany Dinsmore. It's a Wonderful Life: A Live Radio Play is presented in partnership with Chapin Theatre.	BUY_TICKETS	https://our.show/liveradioshow	Workshop Theatre of South Carolina	https://www.facebook.com/WorkshopTheatreofSC/	4,219	1969-12-31 18:00	Buy tickets	onthestage.tickets	EVENT	https://our.show/liveradioshow	https://our.show/liveradioshow	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469412102_1300183204665732_6409915600302532546_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Mj3tyubYjmEQ7kNvgEYrw2r&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AOQMGyERlVQPhxGJOXKw2ES&oh=00_AYDrnScKADcBe90Msir9BtZUrT57GsUh9s6aJrjEYtgHRw&oe=675AA78D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Workshop Theatre of South Carolina	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,607,473	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-12-07 19:36	active	1972	Exposing the Spiritual Roots of Disease! Join us in Charlotte, NC for a FREE conference on February 7-8th, 2025	Are you struggling with disease or mental illness and looking for answers? Perhaps you have tried everything and nothing else has worked. God still heals today! At Be in Health, we have seen healings from cancer, cardiovascular disease, diabetes, infertility, mental illness, learning disabilities, autoimmune disease, allergies, addictions, depression, anxiety disorders, traumas, rejection, hopelessness, and much more. We are coming to Charlotte, NC for a FREE conference on February 7-8 There is hope—you can find healing in your spirit, soul, and body through Christ Jesus.	LEARN_MORE	https://events.blackthorn.io/en/j029ldn7/g/T9WgD63	Be in Health™	https://www.facebook.com/beinhealth/	23,706	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	https://events.blackthorn.io/en/j029ldn7/g/T9WgD63zk9/be-in-health-charlotte-nc-4a5PRoBzmX/overview	VIDEO		https://events.blackthorn.io/en/j029ldn7/g/T9WgD63zk9/be-in-health-charlotte-nc-4a5PRoBzmX/overview	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468509589_8660473660740333_3637946496649942771_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-bdZeoJGdpsQ7kNvgHq5Nvk&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1KZK2u0jefwN1VCUb6QlO9&oh=00_AYB7GExWu_nGywwVAp2qA439cZjhh3VKBRuA0uh5SKMC5A&oe=675ADB78	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Be in Health™	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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2,609,300	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2609006}'	No	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	Read more FREE chapters👉	This wasn’t the first time I received photos of Owen cheating on me. The blonde hair and slender build of the woman kissing him reminded me of my best friend Josie. Could it be…? No, she would never do that to me! With trembling fingers, I dropped my phone. How could my husband cheat on me?! I thought I was the most important person in his life. After 7 horrible years at the orphanage, I was adopted by Owen’s family. I saved Owen's life when we were young. His family was so grateful that they took me in. How could Owen betray me after everything we went through?! We grew up together and were always inseparable. We fell in love and got married when we were 22 years old. I can’t believe that was almost 3 years ago now. But Owen had been acting very strange lately. These photos seemed to explain why… I had to confront him. “Owen?” I called out. “Owen, where are you?” He didn't answer. He must be upstairs. I walked up the stairs and heard him talking to his friend Simon on the phone. As I was about to knock on the door, I overheard: “No, I don’t think I love her anymore.” His words gave me icy chills. “You should be happy, Simon. I know you like Noah. If we get a divorce, you can have her.” Owen continued. “He said...what?” I couldn’t believe my ears and cried in my heart, “How dare he talk about me like that? I wasn't just some object he could give away! ” Hearing Owen’s frivolous talk with his friend, I felt sick. I grew up with him and got married for so many years. But he recently acted like a stranger. Did he have a new love? Why did he treat me in such a cruel way?! I was almost to open the door to question him, but suddenly I hesitated, “Question him and then what? Do I want divorce? No, I don’t think so. Anyway, I have to calm down. At least I need to have a talk with him first. I need to know what happened to our marriage.” So, I quietly made my way back downstairs. I tried to forget about what I heard by preparing dinner. As I was dishing up our pasta, the delightful scent of italian herbs drifted through the house. I heard Owen come downstairs. “Just in time for your dinner, hun!” I said, trying to sound normal. But he was wearing his coat and gelled hair. He looked handsome as ever and ready to leave. I could smell his aftershave - my favorite smell in the world. “Where are you going? It’s getting late and dinner is ready.” I said. “Dinner with a client. Don’t wait for me.” Owen replied and left without hesitation. I sat alone at the table, looking at the food I’d carefully prepared for him. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I listlessly turned the spaghetti round and round with my fork. I wasn’t hungry. After storing away the leftovers, I stared at the TV for a while. Nothing could get my mind off of Owen and whoever that blonde tramp was. I made my way to the bathroom. I washed my mascara stained face and looked at myself in the mirror. Why did he stop loving me? Am I not beautiful enough? Did I not do enough to make him happy? I gave my body a scrutinizing glance, suddenly seeing all the parts of me that weren’t perfect. My belly wasn’t as flat as it used to be. Maybe I should’ve had my lips done, like my friend Josie. Mine always used to be fuller than hers. But now she had the plump, luscious lips of a model. After washing up, I went to bed. Dropping my face into my pillow, I felt miserable. I tried to fall asleep, but my mind kept wandering. Where was Owen? And with who? Will he even come home tonight? At 1 am, I finally heard the key turn in the front door. From all the stumbling I could hear Owen was very drunk. I swiftly made my way downstairs to help him to the bedroom. He started kissing me and said a blurry name. I tried to identify what it was. After he repeated it many times, I was shocked. It sounded like... “Joise”! “Josie…? Were you with Josie?” I asked with panic in my voice. I helped his heavy body into bed. He grunted some words I couldn’t understand. I couldn’t believe my husband cheated on me with my best friend. I cried and pleaded with him to see that it was me, not Josie. He pushed me away. As his head hit the pillow, he started snoring right away. Looking at my husband - completely drunk - I didn’t recognize the man I knew and loved. I tried to sleep next to him. But it felt like I was lying next to a stranger. I went downstairs and sat on the sofa all night, wide eyed, thinking about what happened between us. The next morning, Owen came downstairs after a shower. I wanted to ask him how he was feeling. He must be hungover. When I got up from the couch, I felt very weak and feverish. The sleepless night must've made me sick. “Owen, are you OK?” I asked as I struggled to walk over to him. I really wanted to hug him. If only for a sense of comfort. He swept my arms away and told me to leave him alone. I was so weak and dizzy, his push made me fall. Owen was stunned for a moment. Then he said coldly, “If you’re sick, go see a doctor.” I scrambled up to my feet, and looked at him with a shocked expression. Suddenly, his phone rang. As he lifted it to his ear, the screen lit up. I could clearly see who was calling: “Josie”. Chapter 2 - Hope Noah My heart sank when Owen picked up the phone. The screen clearly said “Josie”. He answered: “Hello? Yes, of course, sir. I can take a look at those documents for you.” I couldn't believe Owen was lying to my face. He glanced at me, then quickly walked over to the kitchen. When he thought I couldn't hear him, his voice softened. He sounded so sweet. Although I couldn’t hear his words, the way he spoke to Josie reminded me of the beginning of our romance. Owen was still trying to hide his betrayal from me. He must have forgotten that he gave away his secret last night, when he called me Josie. Those pictures on my phone left no doubt. He was cheating on me, with my best friend. I leaned up against the wall. I felt weakened by my fever and this emotional rollercoaster. I stared at my husband as he came back inside the living room. He avoided my eyes. It felt as if he had become a stranger. In the past, he would’ve never let me suffer like this. “I’ll pick you up later.” Owen said, ready to go. I grabbed his hand and begged him to stay with me. “Please, don’t leave. I'm sick, Owen. I need to see a doctor. I’m too weak to be all by myself.” He was very impatient. He said he had some important business to deal with. I couldn’t help crying as I watched him leave. My husband and my best friend were betraying me, behind my back. I walked up the stairs slowly, carefully holding on to the railing. I was so weak and fragile. Bed rest was my best option right now. I really needed my husband to take care of me. When we got married, he vowed to me: “In sickness and in health, in good times and bad”. This was definitely a bad time, and he was nowhere to be seen. When I woke up from my nap, I felt even worse. In my feverish haze, I reached for my phone and tried to call Owen. I opened my recent contacts and found that Owen had not had any calls with me these days at all. I had to open the contact list to look for him, but a few minutes later I dialed out with a headache and dizziness. Almost immediately I heard: “Hello, Noah?” The voice on the phone sounded very deep. I figured Owen got a cold after his late night out. “I’m so sick, I’m so weak. I need to get to the hospital. Please, come back, please…” I pleaded, my voice weak and trembling. “I’ll be right there.” Said the voice on the phone and hung up right away. His voice sounded different from before. And his tone was a little urgent. What’s wrong? I didn’t have enough energy to think about it. At least he might still care about me. That comforted me a lot. Before long, there was a heavy knock on the door. Did Owen leave his key? I opened the door, expecting to look into Owen's gray eyes, but found Raymond's kind, hazel brown eyes instead. What was he doing here? Raymond was Owen’s uncle. He was only several years older, but very mature. He was tall, tanned and handsome. His chocolate brown hair matched his eyes. With his strong, square jaw and muscular body. I always thought Owen was one of the most attractive men I knew. It wasn't until Raymond’s appearance that I realized how dominant the handsome genes are in this family in terms of good looking. After living in Australia for most of his life, he had come back several years ago to take over his family’s business. By now, he was the most successful CEO in the city. Although all women admired him, he remained single. “Does Owen know you’re sick?” Raymond said, looking concerned. “How did you know I'm sick? Do I look that terrible?” I asked, suddenly aware that I was only wearing my little nightgown, had no make-up on and had my hair up in a messy bun. Raymond smiled. “Don't worry, Noah. I got your call earlier.” Oops, I must have pressed the number of “Owen’s Boss” instead of “Owen”. I apologized for the inconvenience. “You are a member of our family, Noah. It’s my duty to take care of you. And you are never an inconvenience to me.” Raymond said as he took me by the arm to support me. He led me to his streamlined, dark gray Mercedes to drive me to the hospital. I sat down on the cream colored leather seat. His car smelled brand new. The seat was heated, which helped warm me up, but I was still shivering. Raymond took off his suede blazer and handed it to me. His simple act of kindness made me feel warm, inside and out. “Thank you, Raymond. This means a lot to me.” I said with a relieved sigh. “Of course, Noah. Whenever you need me, I’ll be there.” He responded. He still had a slight Australian accent. He asked me what happened. I wouldn’t have shared my family’s private problems with another man who I didn’t even know very well. But at that time, I was on the very edge of a breakdown. I really needed someone to talk to. Yet when I lost two of my closest persons on the same day, my husband and my best friend, who else could I talk to? “I don’t think Owen loves me as much as before. It seems that he has some secrets with another woman, who used to be my best girlfriend. I couldn't sleep all night. I think that's what caused my fever.” I concluded. I was in tears again by the time I finished the story. “How could they do this to you? You are the best thing that's ever happened to Owen. If he can't see that, he is an even bigger idiot than I thought!” Raymond shouted out. His shocked, angry expression showed me how much he cared. “Please, don't say a word about this to Owen. I haven't confronted him yet. I need to do this myself.” I responded. We sat quietly for a while, his hand resting very close to my thigh. I felt so weak and miserable. But his presence helped. When seeing the private doctor, I tried to get out of the car but almost fell. Raymond flung an arm around me, just in time to catch me. I blushed as I looked up to him. My face was very close to his. His piercing eyes looked at me with an intensity I hadn’t seen before. I smelled something fresh. It might be his aftershave. I remembered Owen also used it, and I always told he that I love what he smelled. But I found Raymond’s aftershave smelled a little special. “Raymond? Noah? What are you doing?!” I suddenly heard Owen’s angry voice. Chapter 3 - Truth Noah Raymond quickly let go of me as Owen approached us. Just before taking a step back. I stumbled over to my husband. I wanted to lean on him for support, but he didn’t seem to care about me at all. All I could read on his face was anger. I tried to be strong and stand by myself, shivering with fever. “So, you’ve got a new love, huh? I saw you flirting with my uncle!” Owen spat his angry words at me. I turned pale. How could he say this to me? Especially after what he had done? I wasn’t the one who couldn’t be trusted! “Owen! How dare you talk to her like that! It’s not our family’s manner!” Raymond berated him. He was fuming with rage at the injustice. He also knew about Owen's betrayal. Owen was a little timid when Raymond got angry. Although Raymond was only 31 years old, he had become a successful CEO. He had idolized Raymond when he was a child. And now, Raymond was also his boss. Owen had recently started working at his company. Raymond’s fists were clenched and his tense muscles were visible through his buttoned up shirt. He looked like he was about to hit Owen. I didn’t want them to fight over me, so I tried to calm them both down. “Raymond, it’s okay. Owen will take me in to see a doctor. Thank you for driving me here.” I said gratefully. ‘Please, don’t say anything about Josie’, I tried to tell him mentally through the look in my eyes. He nodded slightly, as if he understood. He relaxed and his eyes softened when he looked at me. I turned back to my angry husband. I couldn’t detect any sign of trust in his eyes. I supposed he should be concerned about my health rather than the relationship between me and Raymond. “Owen, I can explain. I tried to call you, but I was so sick I accidentally dialed Raymond’s number. He brought me to see the doctor. You should be grateful to him. Without him I would still be miserable in bed, all alone.” Owen grabbed me and said, “Well, I was just on my way to come and get you. Then I saw you get out of uncle Raymond's car and ‘fall’ right into his arms.” He looked at Raymond with an arrogant smirk. “You can go back to your important job now, uncle. I’ll look after my wife.” Raymond’s eyes were cold, but he respected my wishes. He didn't object. After warning Owen that he’d better take good care of me, he got back in his car and drove off. Although I was glad I could lean on Owen, something didn't feel right. I realized I was still wearing his suede jacket. It was so soft and warm, protecting me from the cold autumn wind. When the doctor dealt with my fever, Owen didn’t want to speak to me, let alone look at me. He was engaging himself in typing on his phone. The doctor told me I shouldn't have waited much longer. My fever was so high I could have fainted. After getting examined and taking medicine for my fever, Owen drove me home. We sat next to each other in our car that held many memories. All our road trips and getaways together. Those times were over now. After an uncomfortable silence, I decided to address the elephant in the room. “Owen… What is going on? Do you still love me? Do you still regard me as your wife?” I asked. “So what? Whose wife do you want to be?” Owen hissed. I couldn't believe how horrible he was to me after what he had done. “I know you cheated on me, Owen.” I uttered with pain in my voice. “You’ve been seeing Josie, right?” Owen stopped the car with a jerk and pulled over. We sat in silence for a while as he processed my words. “What do you know, Noah?” he pressed, looking me in the eyes at last. I finally confronted him about all the things that had been weighing heavily on my heart. I explained: “Someone sent me photos of the two of you together. The first time, they didn't show your face. So I didn’t want to believe it. But in the ones I received yesterday, it was clearly you. All those nights, when you told me you had to leave town for business... You lied to me. You spent them at a hotel with another woman! Then, last night, you kissed me and called me Josie. And this morning, I saw it was her calling you. You pretended it was a client. “Owen, we have grown up together since we were kids. I always thought we knew each other the most and could trust each other. I can’t believe you would cheat me like that!” I cried, “Owen, did you fall in love with another woman... Is she my best friend Josie?!” His eyes showed a moment of doubt. Then, resolution. His mouth tightened as he clenched his jaw. Just when I thought he wouldn’t answer, Owen said: “It’s true. I love her. I love Josie.” Chapter 4 - Hurt Noah I just couldn't accept it. I loved him so much. How could he cheat on me? “Why, Owen? I thought we loved each other. I thought we would be together forever. Did I do something wrong?” I cried. Owen didn't respond. He drove us home in silence. His cruelty was too much for me to bear. I stared at the raindrops on the window. I felt more depressed than ever. That afternoon, Owen left again. I tried having some food and a nap, hoping that would help me heal. But I just couldn't fall asleep until Owen came back home in the early evening. I had to talk to him. I got out of bed and met him at the top of the stairs. “Owen, we need to talk about what happened. You can't keep going out and avoiding me.” He was obviously drunk again. All he said was, “I don’t have anything to say to you. I am moving out, Noah. I supposed our years of marriage is a mistake!” I took his hands in mine and begged him to stay and try to work it out. But he shook off my hands and pushed me away. I was standing right on the edge of the staircase. His push made me lose balance, and I tumbled down the stairs. I managed to grab onto the railing so I didn’t fall all the way down. But my head hit the wall when I tried to break my fall. I felt my forehead was bleeding. It was so painful that I couldn’t get up. I thought Owen would help me, but only heard: “You lost your footing. It’s not my fault.” There was a sudden knock on the door. Owen stumbled past me down the stairs. “Raymond? What are you doing here? Now is not a good time.” “I came to ask you what is going on. You need to give me an explanation. You haven’t … Noah?” Raymond suddenly saw me sitting on the stairs behind Owen. He pushed Owen aside and ran over to me in alarm. Seeing my messy hair and injured forehead, he instantly knew what happened between us. He punched Owen in the face. “This is how you treat your wife?! I don’t believe you. Don’t you see Noah is bleeding? Did you hurt her? What a disgusting thing you smelled! You drunk idiot!” Raymond raged at his nephew. I didn’t even have time to explain. Raymond immediately wrapped me up in his suit jacket and took me to see the doctor. “Twice in one day? That must be a record.” The doctor said wearily. I gave her a wry grin and answered, “Not by choice…” The doctor took care of my wounds. I needed a couple of stitches and had some pretty bad bruises, but I would be okay. Thankfully, I didn't break any bones. It was getting dark outside. The autumn breeze was busy blowing the leaves off the maple trees surrounding the hospital parking lot. Raymond and I made our way back to the car. Our feet rustled through the thick carpet of yellow, brown and scarlet red leaves. After my second - and hopefully last - doctor's visit of the day, we sat next to each other in silence. We were back in his beautiful Mercedes. I could get used to these comfortable, heated seats. I felt a bit embarrassed. Raymond kept on having to save me. At least this time, I was wearing clothes and make-up, and my brown hair was neatly tied in a long, wavy ponytail. “I don’t normally need so much help, you know.” I broke the ice. “I happen to be a strong, independent woman most of the time.” Raymond laughed heartily. “Jokes aside, I'm really grateful for everything you've done for me.” I continued. “Why did you come over tonight, Raymond?” “Owen hadn’t come to work at the company for days. And I wanted to speak to him about what happened this morning, with you. I tried to call him, but he never answered. I decided to come over. To see for myself what was wrong with him.” Raymond explained. “I just can’t believe what he did to you!” He continued. “If he ever does anything like that again, please tell me. I’ll teach him a lesson.” His stern face showed how much he meant it. I took a deep breath. He had a way of making me feel safe and secure. “Thank you, Raymond. I’m okay now. It was an accident. Owen didn’t push me off the stairs on purpose. He didn’t mean to hurt me.” I explained. Raymond looked a little angry, but he still carefully drove me home. “Goodbye, Raymond. Thank you again, for everything.” I said with feeling as he hugged me. “Bye, Noah. It’s been my pleasure. Please be safe. Call me if you need anything.” He said. He gently patted me on my head as comfort as if I was a little girl and got back in his car. His simple actions made me feel warm. I thanked him and walked home. I entered the house. It was quiet and dark downstairs. I walked up to our room. When I opened our bedroom door, all I could see was Owen and Josie kissing on the bed. Chapter 5 - The Necklace Noah I couldn’t believe my eyes! While the hours I was leaving, my husband was screwing with my best friend in my room! Didn’t he remember I got hurt because of him?! How ridiculous! Even though I had seen Owen and Josie’s betrayal before in photos, witnessing it in real life was way worse. It felt like a million knives stabbed me in the chest. My heart shattered. “How dare you cheat on me in our home! In our own bed, for God’s sake!” I cried out. They hadn’t heard me open the bedroom door over the romantic music that was playing. They turned around with shocked looks on their faces. If I wasn’t so devastated, it might’ve been funny. Owen's mouth had lipstick smears all over it, and Josie’s blonde hair was disheveled. They were both in their underwear. Clothes were spread out all over our bedroom floor. I tried to hold back my tears. I didn't want to show them my pain. My crying might come across as weakness. I demanded an explanation. “I don’t believe this. Owen! Did you forget I am your wife?! Josie, why did you betray me too?! I treat you as my best friend. How dare you take my husband away from me!” I insisted. Josie hid away in Owen’s arms. Owen comforted her gently, then snapped at me: “You’ve already seen us together anyway, haven't you, Noah?” “I am done with you.” He continued. “Our whole relationship was based on a lie. Josie should’ve been with me all along!” I didn’t understand. “What are you talking about, Owen?” He held up a delicate golden necklace with a tear shaped ruby that had been resting on Josie’s collarbone. “Remember this, Noah? The truth has finally come out. It was Josie who saved my life all those years ago, not you. You pretended that it was you in front of my parents. You’ve made her suffer long enough!” I was shocked. Why did Josie have my necklace? I couldn't believe her betrayal. I tried to explain to Owen that I lost that necklace before I was adopted by his family. I told him I would never lie to him. Especially about something so important. But Owen didn’t believe me. “Josie,” I cried. “How could you do this to me? Why would you steal my necklace? You know how much it means to me! We’ve been best friends since the orphanage, haven’t we? Does that mean nothing to you?” “Noah, you know this necklace has always belonged to me. I was the one who saved Owen. But you stole my life to be adopted,”Josie played innocent with me, “I should have been the one who grew up with Owen! I see you as my sister, so I never attempted to reveal your lie until Owen found this necklace in my old jewelry box several months ago.” This convinced Owen even more that I had been bullying her. He wrapped his arms around her. Over his shoulder, when he couldn’t see, Josie gave me a quick, mean smirk. I knew Josie had a mean side. She always had, even when we were kids. But so far, she had only taken it out on her boyfriends and whoever got on her bad side, not on me. I never thought she might treat me in such a mean way! I had searched everywhere but couldn't find my necklace. It turned out that she was the thief who was always around me. How could she tell such outrageous lies as if it were natural？ I left the bedroom, rushed downstairs and broke down on the couch. Oh, what a nightmare! How could I make Owen see the truth? A little later, Owen and Josie came downstairs, all dressed up again. Josie was wearing her Prada pumps and the sleek, mint green dress I gifted her for her birthday. It accentuated her long legs and slender silhouette. I had to admit, she looked beautiful. I used to dress in a simple way such as simple jeans, white blouse and sneakers. Maybe I looked less attractive compared to Josie. Owen had an arm around Josie’s waist and warned me, “You’d better stay out of our life from now on. I’ll move to another villa with Josie.” I couldn't believe it. After 3 years of marriage, he trusted her story over mine. And now he wanted nothing to do with me. We used to be happily married. Our whole lives, ever since I saved him, we had been so close. We used to laugh together, cry together, play pranks on each other… But now, everything changed, simply because of a necklace. In fact, “necklace” is just an excuse for his betrayal. I didn’t believe our years of affection couldn’t prove my heart. “Noah, my life was ruined by you. You owe me that.” Josie said. “One day you’ll both regret this. I didn’t do anything wrong.” I sobbed. As they walked out, I faintly heard Owen reply: “It’s my fault. I should have found you earlier, or you wouldn’t have suffered so much.” I could only guess at his last insult as the door closed behind them. I zoned out in front of the TV and poured myself some of Owen’s whisky. The past couple of days had been the worst of my life ever since I lost my parents. My body and mind had been through so much. I felt numb. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. The sudden loud jingle of my phone ringing woke me up. The bright midmorning sun was shining in through the large windows. Looks like I slept in late. Disoriented, I picked up my phone and saw it was Owen calling. I accepted the call and brought the phone to my ear. Before I could say a word, I heard Owen’s angry shouting: “How dare you do this to Josie! Those guys you hired? You must pay for what you have done!” Chapter 6 - Choice Noah “What?! What guys? I just woke up, Owen. I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I replied to the angry voice on the phone. “More lies! I can’t believe you, Noah. You're despicable!” Owen shouted. He was so loud, I had to move the phone away from my ear. “Owen, please calm down. All I remember is you leaving with Josie last night. I fell asleep on the couch. What happened?” “Josie is in the hospital because of you. I demand that you come here right now and apologize to her!” He ended the call before I could reply. What was this about? Would my life ever go back to normal? I decided to find out what was going on. My fever was over. Although my head still hurt, the wound was healing rapidly. I took a refreshing shower and got into a pencil skirt and light blue blouse. I combed my hair and decided to wear it in natural loose waves today. After a quick breakfast, I slipped into my high heels and coat, and made my way to my car. It was a crisp sunny day. I arrived at the hospital. At least it wasn't me who needed to see the doctor this time. “Oh, it’s our ‘old friend’.” The nurse said jokingly. I smiled as she directed me to Josie’s room. As soon as I knocked on the door, Owen opened it with an enraged look on his face. “Finally! That took you long enough.” He whispered angrily. “Josie is sleeping.” He came out and gently closed the door behind him. We walked towards the chairs in the hallway. “I have no idea what happened, Owen.” I said honestly. “Can you please tell me what is going on? Some guys attacked her?” “Are you still pretending you weren't behind this? You are unbelievable.” He shook his head, then continued. “Josie was attacked by some hooligans this morning, on her way to work. She shouted out and fainted from fear. Thankfully, a police officer was nearby. He heard her scream. She has a heavy concussion from the fall. She'll have to stay here a few days to recover.” “What? That's horrible!” I replied in shock. Although I was angry with Josie, I wouldn't wish this on anyone. “Stop your act now, Noah. Those guys were arrested. They told the police someone paid them to kidnap Josie, because she broke up a marriage.” No wonder he doubted me. But I couldn’t believe the trust between us was so fragile. “Would you believe me if I swore to you it wasn't me?” I asked with a last glimmer of hope. His reply made it clear to me that there was no hope left for us: “Never again will I believe a single word you say, Noah.” I refused to apologize. I didn't have anything to do with this. If anyone needed to stand out and make an apology, it was them for what they had done to me！ On my way out, I contacted a friend who had lots of connections all over the city. I asked her to investigate the situation. I also called the office on my way home, to let them know I was still recovering from my fever and head wound. My boss was understanding. She told me to take as long as I needed. In the evening, Owen came home just as I was about to have dinner. “I didn’t prepare your dinner. I guess you would have dinner with Josie?” I said plainly. I didn’t know why he came back at this time, but I didn’t care about it anymore. He ignored my words and said, “You still don’t want to apologize, right? You have two choices, Noah. Apologize and make amends with Josie, or divorce me and get out of this house!” “Josie is the one who betrayed us both. She lied to you, Owen. She stole my necklace. She is the one who should apologize!” I argued. Owen burst out in rage and slapped me in the face. I stared at him in disbelief. I was totally disappointed. Over the past few days he had hit me, pushed me, cheated on me. He had hurt me in every way. I made up my mind. “I choose divorce.” I said coldly. “Good. My lawyer will contact you in the next morning,”Owen said ruthlessly with a wicked smile, “Oh, I’ve prepared another ‘surprise’ for you. 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2,609,191	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2608959}'	No	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉	At Grace Mansion, Carissa Sinclair stared at the man before her—her husband she had waited for a whole year. Barrett Warren, still in his battle armor, wore an expression of both determination and guilt. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for my marriage with Aurora. She will be joining our household. There's no question about it," said Barrett. Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has praised General Yates as a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she won’t be a concubine. She’ll be my legal wife, equal to you." "But calling her equal doesn't change the fact that she’s still just a concubine," Carissa said, a soft smile playing on her lips. Barrett frowned. "Why can't you face the reality? Aurora and I fell in love with each other on the battlefield, and we earned this marriage with our glorified victory. In fact, I don’t really need your approval on it." Carissa smiled mockingly. "Fell in love, huh? Have you forgot what you promised me before you left for war?" On their wedding night a year ago, Barrett was called away to lead reinforcements on an expedition. Before he left, he lifted his wife’s veil and vowed, "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Embarrassed, Barrett avoided her eye contact. "Just forget what I said. Back then, I only considered you a suitable match for a wife. I knew nothing about love until I met Rory." When he spoke of the woman he loved, his eyes softened with deep affection. Turning back to Carissa, he added, "She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met. I love her deeply, and I hope you'll be generous enough to welcome her." Carissa felt a lump in her throat. 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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2,605,681	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-12-07 19:00	active	1971	Seguir leyendo👉👉	Ella decidió divorciarse de su marido, que siempre había estado enamorado de su primer amor. Inesperadamente, él se negó a dejarla ir. Para empeorar las cosas, su hermanastro diabólico también intervino al mismo tiempo de manera dominante, ¡queriéndola para él! ===== ¿Lo había oído bien? ¿Estoy embarazada? ¡Estoy embarazada de un bebé de Pierce! ¡Mi mejor amigo y mi primer amor! --Qué bueno que haya sido cautelosa, pudo haber perdido a su bebé, señorita Monroe --me dijo el ginecólogo con seriedad al ver la sorpresa en mis ojos. En ese momento, me toqué el vientre inconscientemente, sin poder creer que hubiera un bebé acostado allí. Cuando salí del hospital, no podía esperar para contarle a Pierce sobre nuestro bebé. Me preguntaba cuál sería su reacción. ¿Gritaría de felicidad? ¿Me baría y todo eso? ¡Dios! No podía contener mi felicidad. Incluso tomé mi cara roja entre mis manos mientras fantaseaba. Pero en el momento en que sentí el frío del anillo en mi dedo, mi corazón que latía salvajemente se calmó. Casi olvidaba que Pierce no estaba interesado en tener hijos, menos considerando que nuestro matrimonio fue arreglado por su familia. Por supuesto, Pierce era un completo caballero, como amigo y como marido. Cada vez que teníamos relaciones suales, él era considerado y cauteloso, y decía que no era necesario agregar más ataduras si no estábamos listos. Este bebé, en cierto modo, estaba fuera de los planes. --Señora, ¿está todo bien? ¿Necesita que llame al jefe? --preguntó mi conductor privado, Luke, preocupado al notar mi ceño fruncido. Luke era confiable como un miembro de la familia, pero no quería contarle porque quería que Pierce fuera el primero en enterarse de esta noticia. Él era el padre de mi bebé. --No --dije y negué con la cabeza, dándole a Luke una sonrisa tranquilizadora--. Está en el vuelo. Hablaré con él más tarde --y así vería su respuesta yo misma en sus crudas expresiones. Siempre fui buena en eso. Finalmente, cerré los ojos y recordé el día en que nos conocimos. Su brillante sonrisa a la luz del sol era tan deslumbrante que parecía un príncipe. Me enamoré de él a primera vista, mucho antes de que nos convirtiéramos en mejores amigos. Pero era sólo un amor no correspondido y yo lo sabía bien. En ese instante, bajé la ventanilla del auto para tomar un poco de aire fresco y, sin quererlo, vislumbré nuestra antigua escuela secundaria. Ese sentimiento amargo llenó mi pecho una vez más... Pierce fue mi primer amor, pero yo no era el suyo. En la escuela secundaria, yo no era más que una nerd aburrida a los ojos de los demás, mientras que Pierce Anderson era el brillante mariscal de campo. Todos se sorprendieron de que pudiéramos ser amigos. Aunque las hostilidades hacia mí aumentaron, disfruté estar cerca de él y poco a poco me di cuenta de que no quería ser sólo su amiga. Sin embargo, justo cuando estaba a punto de confesarle mis sentimientos, otra chica llegó a su vida. Sacudí la cabeza tratando de deshacerme de esos viejos y tristes recuerdos. Luego toqué el frío anillo de bodas en mi dedo y me dije que el pasado ya había pasado. Pierce dijo que habían terminado y que ahora yo era su esposa. Sí, yo era su esposa y además estaba embarazada de su bebé. Pronto, me sequé las lágrimas de las comisuras de los ojos y abrí la puerta de nuestra casa. Mi corazón se calmó al respirar el aroma de mi hogar, nuestra casa. Pierce y yo la decoramos juntos con nuestras propias manos. Lo disfrutamos. Sí, tal vez estaba pensando demasiado. Esa mujer había estado fuera de nuestras vidas durante mucho tiempo y los últimos tres años mi matrimonio con Pierce fueron tan hermosos como un cuento de hadas. Una vez dentro, miré el reloj de la pared. Para ese entonces, Pierce ya debería haberse bajado del avión. Estuvo más de un mes en viajes de negocios de nuestra empresa familiar. Pierce era el presidente de ADE, la empresa de revistas de moda líder en toda Asia, y yo era la vicepresidente de la compañía. No sólo éramos compañeros de vida, sino también buenos socios en el trabajo. En verdad lo extrañaba. De inmediato, marqué su número, pues tenía muchas ganas de escuchar su voz y saber cuándo llegaría a casa. Le prepararía una buena comida y él me premiaría con un dulce beso. Y luego podríamos... Vaya, en ese momento casi olvidé que estaba embarazada. Debía contarle eso primero y luego podríamos hacer otra cosa. Estaba imaginando felizmente nuestra encantadora reunión, pero mi corazón dio un vuelco cuando una voz de mujer cruzó la línea. --¿Hola? Al escuchar esa sola palabra, dejé caer mi teléfono, que se rompió al chocar contra el suelo, y mi cuerpo empezó a temblar incontrolablemente. ¡NO! ¡No podía ser ella! ¡No podía ser Lexi! ¡Ella ya estaba fuera de nuestras vidas! Debí haber escuchado mal. De inmediato, corrí hacia la nevera en un intento por calmarme con la ayuda de un poco de alhol. Pero en el momento en que toqué la botella de vo, recordé las palabras del médico sobre mi bebé. Debía tener cuidado por la salud de mi bebé, así que solo agarré una caja de leche y caminé hacia el sofá. En ese entonces, no sabía qué me hizo reconocer esa voz como la de Lexi. Nosotras nunca fuimos cercanas. Lexi Gilbert era la típica belleza rubia por la que los hombres se volvían locos. Ella era una animadora popular en la escuela secundaria, mientras que Pierce era el mariscal de campo estrella. Encajaba mejor con él que una nerd como yo, ¿verdad? No me sorprendió que se haya enamorado de ella. Mi orgullo no soportó ver al hombre que amaba volverse loco por otra mujer, así que una vez intenté alejarme de ellos en silencio, pero Pierce se negó a salirse de mi vida. Cada vez que me ahogaba en un mar de libros y estudios para olvidarlos, Pierce aparecía en mi puerta invitándome a salir. No podía decirle que no a su sonrisa encantadora y tampoco podía decirle que no porque afirmaba que era su deber como mi mejor amigo llevarme a disfrutar del mundo real. Para no arruinar nuestra amistad, oculté mi corazón roto y desempeñé en silencio el papel de su mejor amiga, siempre a su lado y observando su rostro feliz por otra chica. Finalmente, cuando supe que Pierce planeaba proponerle matrimonio a Lexi, me armé de valor y fui a estudiar al extranjero, sin saber que su abuela me llamaría para rogarme que regresara. Por supuesto, volví a toda prisa sólo para ver a Pierce sin vida. Lexi le había herido gravemente el corazón y el mío sufría por mi amado. Empecé a odiar a Lexi desde ese momento. Le había entregado a mi amado hombre, ¡cómo se atrevió a hacerle tanto daño! ¡Esa bruja! Pierce no le contó a nadie lo que pasó, excepto que había terminado con Lexi. Luego, la abuela arregló nuestro matrimonio. No entendí por qué estuvo de acuerdo hasta que un día lo escuché decir que casarse con cualquiera que no fuera Lexi sería lo mismo para él. Aquello me dolió mucho, pero aun así me casé con él sin pensarlo dos veces. Mi amado estaba destrozado y quería recomponerlo, sin importarme si eso me arruinaba a mí en el proceso. Me quedé dormida sintiéndome muy insegura y preocupada. Me desperté en medio de la noche cuando sentí que alguien acariciaba mi mejilla. Lentamente abrí los ojos y me di cuenta de que me había quedado dormida en la sala de estar. Alguien me levantó del sofá e inmediatamente reconocí su olor y tacto mientras lo miraba con los ojos entrecerrados. --Pierce… --Hmm --murmuró mientras caminaba hacia las escaleras--. ¿Por qué te dormiste en el sofá? Yo solo me quedé mirándolo a la cara y luego me dejó suavemente sobre la cama, acarició mi cabello y besó mi frente. Siempre fue tan gentil y por eso lo amaba tanto. Llevábamos más de un mes separados, mi cuerpo lo extrañaba y mi corazón lo anhelaba. --¿Dónde estabas? Te estuve esperando --dije mientras acariciaba su mejilla. --Acabo de encontrarme con un amigo. Dijiste que me estabas esperando, ¿es urgente? Al ver su rostro amable, de repente no quise arruinarle el momento, así que cerré mis labios entreabiertos y tragué la verdad para devolverla a mi estómago. Mañana, tal vez mañana tendría el coraje de afrontar todos los rompecabezas. De modo que solo sacudí la cabeza, hice un puchero y le dije que tenía sueño. Él se rió entre dientes y me dio un beso de buenas noches, pero en el momento en que estuvo a punto de dejarme, por alguna razón entré en pánico. Rápidamente lo agarré y lo bsé con toda mi pasión... Lo extrañaba y lo quería. --Espera, Kels --dijo y me detuvo, sujetando mis locas manos sobre la cama--. Pensé que habías dicho que tenías sueño y que necesitabas descansar. --Sí, pero te extraño --exclamé y lo miré con inocencia. Pude captar el deseo brillando en sus ojos, pero se desvaneció de pronto y yo no comprendía por qué. Solía ponerse feliz cuando yo tomaba la iniciativa. En ese instante, como si notara mi confusión, se rió entre dientes y me pellizcó juguetonamente la nariz. --Me daré una ducha. Huelo a alhol --manifestó. Yo solo asentí y lo miré mientras caminaba hacia el baño. Pronto la somnolencia volvió a atacarme, así que cerré los ojos para tomar una siesta. Sin embargo, ya era de mañana cuando abrí los ojos nuevamente y Pierce estaba a mi lado, poniendo una bandeja con comida en la mesita de noche. --¡Ey! --lo saludé y sonreí cuando me di cuenta de lo que había hecho. Me había preparado el desayuno para llevármelo a la cama. Era tan dulce. Él sonrió y se sentó en la cama. --Buen día. Le devolví la sonrisa mientras me sentaba en la cama. En ese momento, agarró la bandeja y la puso a mi lado. Al instante, levanté una ceja e incliné la cabeza mientras miraba su hermoso rostro. Sus cejas espesas y negras enmarcaban sus hermosos ojos de color marrón oscuro. Su nariz era orgullosa y puntiaguda y sus labios eran rojos y finos. Parecía un chico malo y sxy, incluso Damon Salvatore se avergonzaría de estar a su lado. Nadie tenía posibilidad alguna contra este hombre. --¿Qué es esto? ¿Un soborno? Me dejaste plantada anoche, chico malo --dije. Él no se rió. Exhaló un suspiro y colocó con suavidad mi cabello detrás de mis orejas antes de tomar mi mano y mirarme a los ojos. --Tengo algo que decirte. Al instante, sentí que mi corazón se aceleraba y pensé en nuestro bebé en mi útero. Tenía algo que decirme, yo también tenía algo que contarle. --¿Q-Qué cosa? --pregunté con voz temblorosa. De repente, dio un profundo suspiro y comenzó: --Sabes que eres importante para mí, ¿verdad? Asentí lentamente con los labios entreabiertos. No pude responder, tenía miedo de lo que estaba a punto de decir. Tenía un mal presentimiento. --Eras mi mejor amiga antes de casarnos. Eres una de las pocas personas que valoro… --prosiguió. Mientras hablaba, escondí mis puños cerrados debajo de la sábana. No sabía por qué me decía todo esto, pero ya podía sentir las lágrimas acumulándose en el rabillo de mis ojos. --Kelly... --hizo una pausa y cerró los ojos con fuerza antes de volver a mirarme a los ojos--. Creo que es hora de que nos divorciemos. --P-Pierce… --exclamé y sentí que mi corazón se apretaba. Él sonrió. --Sé que tú tampoco sientes nada por mí. Te casaste conmigo por mis abuelos, hiciste esto solo porque los amas. Ahora llegó el momento de nuestra verdadera felicidad, Kelly. Al oírlo, no pude evitar sacudir la cabeza. --¿De qué estás hablando, Pierce? --inquirí. --Lexi ha vuelto, Kelly. Mi primer amor ha vuelto. Capítulo 2 Punto de vista de Kelly--Llueve sobre mojado De inmediato, me levanté de la cama e intenté irme, pero Pierce me agarró la mano. Rápidamente me sequé las lágrimas que rodaban por mis mejillas antes de que él pudiera verlas. Luego, se paró frente a mí y me miró a la cara mientras yo intentaba con todas mis fuerzas mirar hacia abajo y evitar verlo a los ojos. Sentí que mi corazón se rompía en pedazos. Pensaba… pensaba que podría hacer que se enamorara de mí en esos tres años que pasamos juntos. Pensaba que sus sentimientos cambiarían y me vería como una mujer en lugar de solo su mejor amiga. Fui estúpida por tener esperanzas y soñar tan alto. Fallé. Sin importar cuánto lo intentara, su corazón pertenecía sólo a su primer amor: Lexi. --Kelly… En ese momento, contuve el aliento y me tragué el dolor mientras lo miraba. Luego fingí una sonrisa y dije: --Debo lavarme las manos antes de comer. Pero él me miró a los ojos como si intentara descubrir lo que estaba pensando. Yo sabía que él me conocía demasiado bien, así que traté con todas mis fuerzas de ocultar mi dolor y le sonreí. Finalmente, suspiró y soltó mi mano. --Bueno. Te esperaré aquí. Comamos y vayamos a trabajar juntos. ¿Juntos? ¿Por qué era tan cruel? ¿Quería que nos siguiéramos llevando bien como si no me hubiera pedido el divorcio? ¿Quería que nos quedáramos como estábamos justo después de decirme que su primer amor había regresado y quería divorciarse de mí? Oh Pierce, ¿qué estaba pasando por tu cabeza? Antes podía obligarme a mí misma a quedarme en el puesto de su mejor amiga mientras le deseaba felicidad, pero ya no tenía ese coraje después de los tres años que habíamos compartido. No había manera de que pudiera soportar esa tortura otra vez, en especial ahora que cargaba a su bebé. El bebé... en un principio pensé que era una buena noticia para nosotros, pero ahora... supongo que sería más bien una carga para él. Una carga que le impediría conseguir su verdadero amor y su libertad. Yo sabía muy bien cómo crecía un niño no deseado. Mis padres se divorciaron antes de que mi madre muriera y la nueva familia de mi padre me odiaba, lo que me dolía muchísimo. Por eso no quería que mi bebé experimentara lo mismo que yo sentí, así que debía mantener a mi bebé alejado de él. --No podemos --dije mientras fingía una nueva sonrisa--. Debo visitar el estudio para la sesión de fotos de nuestros nuevos modelos… --Iré contigo. --No --contesté y aparté su mano. Sus ojos siguieron mi mano antes de levantar la cara para mirarme de nuevo--. Tienes documentos que firmar. Nuestros horarios ya están organizados, ¿recuerdas? --Pero… --Tengo un conductor personal, Pierce. Estaré bien sola --afirmé. Finalmente, suspiró y asintió con calma. En ese momento, le di la espalda y entré al baño. Inmediatamente abrí la ducha y me paré bajo el agua fría. Las lágrimas cayeron en cascada por mis mejillas mientras me cubría la boca para reprimir los sollozos. Mis hombros temblaban mucho y cuando pensé en mi bebé, tragué saliva y traté de calmarme. Luego me limpié la cara y acaricié mi vientre. Debía ser fuerte y mantener la calma. No podía arriesgar la vida de mi bebé sólo porque me habían roto el corazón. Tenía que lidiar con esto de forma inteligente. Unos minutos después, tomé un respiro profundo y terminé mi ducha. Cuando salí del baño, me sorprendió ver que Pierce todavía estaba allí. Estaba luchando por arreglarse la corbata frente al espejo de cuerpo entero. También noté un par de zapatos y un vestido míos sobre la cama. --¡Ey! Elegí tu vestido para hoy --dijo. Como nuestro matrimonio no era público, Pierce dijo que haría pequeñas cosas para mí como marido. De hecho, lo había hecho bien y yo solía disfrutar de estos dulces momentos que me regalaba, pero ahora sentía que eso mismo me maría. Al segundo siguiente, agarré el vestido y entré al vestidor, sentiendo que me seguía. Volví a guardar el vestido blanco y elegí uno rojo. Cuando me di vuelta y lo tuve de frente, lo vi con la frente arrugada. --Hoy prefiero el rojo. Me sentiré hermosa con este vestido --expliqué con una sonrisa. Al instante, sus ojos se dirigieron al vestido que sostenía y su rostro inmediatamente se calmó. Al final asintió y caminó hacia mí. --Ya veo. Pero antes ayúdame a arreglar esto --me pidió. Sin dudarlo, puse mi vestido en su brazo y comencé a arreglarle la corbata. Podía sentir sus ojos mirándome intensamente y eso hacía que mi corazón latiera muy rápido. Respiré hondo y me mordí el labio inferior mientras luchaba por arreglar su corbata. De pronto, mi visión se volvió borrosa otra vez. ¡Maldición! --Kelly… No pude evitar sobresaltarme en shock. --¿Mmm? --¿Estás bien? --preguntó. Lo miré y sonreí: --Sí. --Tengo algo más que decirte. En ese instante, terminé de arreglarle la corbata y le quité rápidamente el vestido del brazo. Lo miré antes de pasar junto a él y dije: --Hablaremos después. Voy a llegar tarde. Lo escuché suspirar antes de volver a seguirme. Me vestí mientras él estaba detrás de mí. Estuvo en silencio todo el tiempo, como si estuviera pensando en algo. --Deberías desayunar antes de irte --comentó. Un segundo después, me paré frente a él y asentí. --Lo haré. Deberías irte ahora --respondí. --Kelly, estamos en la misma página, ¿verdad? --preguntó. Lo miré fijamente. No, Pierce. Nunca estuvimos en la misma página. Sólo fueron mis estúpidas fantasías. Pensaba que sentías algo por mí, pero estaba muy equivocada. --Si hablas del divorcio, lo entiendo, Pierce. Sé lo que tengo que hacer. Sólo dame algo de tiempo porque estoy muy ocupada con la empresa. No huiré. --Kelly, no estoy haciendo esto sólo por mí. También lo hago por ti. Has estado encerrada conmigo desde que nos casamos. Sé que no eres feliz porque en el fondo también quieres encontrar al hombre que te mereces. Alguien que realmente te ame, no yo. No alguien indiferente. --Entiendo lo que tratas de decir, Pierce --dije y traté de darle la espalda, pero antes de poder hacerlo, él me sujetó por la cintura y me mantuvo en el lugar. Luego hizo todo lo posible para captar mis ojos hasta que lo consiguió. Su mirada era de preocupación. --Eres mi mejor amiga. No quiero perderte, Kels. Eres una de las pocas personas… --Lo sé --lo interrumpí con frustración. Parecía sorprendido, así que me calmé--. Ya lo sé. No tienes que preocuparte. Simplemente estoy estresada por el trabajo, no es por el divorcio. En ese instante, sus labios se separaron, asintió lentamente y soltó un suspiro. Luego, caminó hacia mí y me congelé cuando besó mi frente con dulzura… --Gracias, Kelly --susurró. Al oírlo, mi corazón se apretó. Habían pasado tres años pero todavía era una cobarde. «¿Por qué no puedes simplemente decirle que lo amas, Kelly? ¡Él es tu esposo y estás llevando su bebé! ¡Díselo y tal vez cambie de opinión!» pensé. Con eso en mente, tragué saliva y estuve a punto de decírselo, pero justo en ese momento su teléfono sonó. Pude ver el identificador de llamadas. Era Lexi. --Me tengo que ir --afirmó y se rascó la cabeza a modo de disculpa, mientras las comisuras de su boca se curvaban hacia arriba--. Llamé a Luke. Te espera afuera. Come antes de irte, ¿sí? Con eso, salió de nuestra habitación. De repente, las lágrimas que había logrado reprimir hasta ese momento volvieron a brotar. ¿Por qué había pensado que podría tener una oportunidad? Él tomó su decisión en el momento en que me pidió el divorcio, ¿verdad? Siempre que se trataba de Lexi me abandonaba. Capítulo 3 Punto de vista de Kelly--Mantener la compostura Entré al estudio con tacones rojos de cinco centímetros y un vestido igualmente rojo. Todos miraron en mi dirección cuando entré caminando por el pasillo y me saludaron con una sonrisa, pero mantuve mi rostro estoico, sin mostrar emoción alguna. La conversación de esa mañana con Pierce todavía estaba en mi cabeza, pero no podía permitir que afectara mi trabajo. No podía fallar en mi trabajo después de haber fracasado en mi matrimonio. De modo que respiré profundamente para recomponerme. Un momento después, cuando entré a la sala de la sesión de fotos, noté que todos estaban sumidos en el caos. --¡No podemos! No responde las llamadas. ¿Qué debemos hacer? La vicepresidente viene hoy, se enojará. --Podemos simplemente decirle la verdad. Ella es amable. --¡No lo será con esta situación, Lily! Nos va a regañar... --¿Qué está pasando aquí? --pregunté mientras entraba a la sala. De inmediato, el personal me miró con expresiones preocupadas y entonces supe que había un problema. --B-Buenos días, señorita Monroe. Señorita Monroe. Por supuesto, nadie sabía que Pierce y yo estábamos casados excepto nuestras familias. Sentí como si pellizcaran mi corazón con esa verdad. Dolía. Rápidamente, la miré sin comprender. --¿Qué ocurre? --T-tenemos un problema, señorita Monroe. La señorita Chen, nuestra modelo, no atiende nuestras llamadas. Dijo que escuchó que íbamos a cambiar de modelo así que… no quiere venir. Incluso... amenazó con presentar una demanda contra nosotros. Después de decir eso, inclinó la cabeza. Yo apreté los dientes y recorrí el lugar con la mirada. --¿Dónde está la directora de marketing? --inquirí. --E-Ella todavía está tratando de convencer a la señorita Chen, señorita Monroe. Luego de escuchar el problema, me masajeé la frente y cerré los ojos con fuerza. Un segundo después, me agarré del pelo y grité de ira. Sentí que todos a mi alrededor se sobresaltaban sorprendidos. Yo solo suspiré y tomé una gran bocanada de aire antes de mirar a mi alrededor. --Señorita Monroe... --¿Qué es todo esto, señorita Hayley? Tú eres la directora de marketing, ¿qué está pasando? --Señorita Monroe, no sé cómo sucedió, pero la señorita Chen escuchó que usted cambiará de modelo. Está a punto de presentar una demanda contra nosotros... ¿Cambiar de modelo? ¿Cómo es que yo no sabía nada al respecto? La señorita Chen siempre había sido nuestra modelo de confianza y, si no era necesario, cambiar de modelo para una sesión comercial con tan poca antelación sólo causaría muchos problemas a la empresa. Nunca permitiría un error como este. --Yo no pedí eso. Debe ser un error --la interrumpí para ahorrar tiempo--. ¡Arregla este desastre o tendré que despedirte! --Señorita Monroe... Fue el presidente quien nos pidió que la cambiáramos --explicó Hayley vacilante--. Lo ordenó ayer tan pronto como regresó de su viaje de negocios. Aquella verdad me golpeó con fuerza. ¿Fue orden de Pierce? ¿Por qué no me lo dijo? Solía discutir conmigo cada decisión importante antes de tomarla. --No puede ser... --exclamé confundida. Pierce no era un hombre de negocios despistado. Siempre mantuvo una clara distinción entre el trabajo y la vida personal, razón por la cual siempre tuvo éxito. Y esa fue también la razón por la que decidió mantener nuestro matrimonio en secreto. --Sí, Kelly. Yo di la orden. --Su voz me hizo retroceder. --S-Señor Presidente… --saludó Hayley y se inclinó con respeto al ver al hombre que apareció de repente detrás de mí. --Pierce, ¡creo que me debes una explicación sobre este cambio de modelo! --dije con los dientes apretados mientras me giraba para interrogarlo. Él sabía perfectamente cuánto esfuerzo puse para ganar este proyecto. Estuve días sin dormir y la señorita Chen era la persona ideal para este trabajo. De hecho, él también estuvo de acuerdo. Pero ahora… simplemente cambió la modelo a su gusto sin avisarme con antelación. Eso fue como abofetearme con fuerza en la cara. --Continúen con el trabajo. Yo se lo aclararé --le indicó él al personal para calmarlos, ignorando la ira que estaba a punto de salir de mis ojos. --¡Contéstame, Pierce! ¿Por qué cambias de modelo tan de repente? --No pude contener mi enojo. Él simplemente me tocó el hombro y me susurró: --Este no es el lugar para discutir al respecto. Te lo explicaré en el auto. En ese momento, miré a mi alrededor y noté que los demás nos miraban furtivamente. Luego me quité sus manos de encima y caminé hacia el estacionamiento, pero durante el camino, sentía mi corazón cada vez más pesado. Tenía la sensación de que su explicación no iba a gustarme. --Vamos, dímelo --exclamé ni bien nos sentamos en su auto. Antes de hablar, me miró a los ojos como si sopesara mis emociones, pero yo aparté la mirada de nuevo. No podía soportar sus miradas, no podía soportar esos ojos que nunca me miraban como yo quería. Él no sentía nada por mí y eso me dolía mucho. --Yo-yo… --hizo una pausa y suspiró--. Reemplacé a la señorita Chen porque Lexi quiere ser nuestra modelo. Ella también encaja en el proyecto, así que estuve de acuerdo... --¿Qué? --pregunté con incredulidad. De pronto, apretó los labios y miró hacia otro lado. Luego se revolvió el cabello antes de sacudir la cabeza y tomar mi mano. --Lamento no haberte dicho antes, fue muy repentino. Ella me pidió un favor, no pude decirle que no. Rápidamente, retiré mi mano y lo miré con dolor y enojo. --No pudiste decirle que no, así que preferiste dañar a la empresa, a nuestra empresa. Me traicionaste, Pierce. --Kels, vamos. Sabes cuánto la amo. Ella es mi primer amor. Al oírlo, cerré los ojos con dolor. «Oh sí, ella es tu primer amor. Siempre la quisiste a ella, sin que te importen los demás. Si ella te frunce el ceño un poco, puedes hacer la vista gorda ante el dolor y el esfuerzo de los demás. Eres tan cruel, Pierce» pensé. --Bueno, ya lo has decidido. No tengo voz y voto en esto ya que tú eres el presidente. Ahora vete, estaré en la oficina --indiqué con frialdad mientras abría la puerta del auto para salir. --Kelly… En ese instante, lo miré a los ojos y dije: --Ve a casa temprano. Hablaremos de nuestro divorcio esta noche. Capítulo 4 Punto de vista de Kelly--Plantada Me encontraba jugueteando con el anillo de bodas en mi dedo mientras lo esperaba. Le había dicho que volviera temprano a casa, pero todavía no regresaba y ni siquiera contestaba mis llamadas. Bueno, ahora que Lexi había vuelto, probablemente ya no veía a esta casa como su hogar. De pronto, mis ojos se dirigieron a mi informe de embarazo que estaba sobre la mesa. Qué gracioso. Todavía era tan ingenua para albergar un rayo de esperanza de que las cosas podrían cambiar si le hablaba del bebé, pero este bebé estaba fuera de sus planes. Me sequé las lágrimas que se acumulaban en el rabillo de mis ojos y agarré el informe. Ya eran las cinco de la mañana cuando miré el reloj de la pared. Intenté marcar su número nuevamente, pero seguía sin responder. ¿En qué estaba tan ocupado? ¿Estaba hiendo el a**r con Lexi? Debió haberla extrañado mucho, ¿verdad? Pronto, sin saber cuándo, me quedé dormida. Cuando sonó el despertador, inconscientemente toqué la almohada a mi lado. Frío como anoche, no había vuelto a casa todavía. Me burlé de mí misma al ver mi reflejo en el espejo de la cómoda. Los círculos oscuros bajo mis ojos se veían a simple vista y mi cabello era un total desastre, parecía un fantasma. De repente una oleada de náuseas inundó mi estómago y me di cuenta de que no había comido nada la noche anterior. De pronto, me sentí mal otra vez y rápidamente corrí hacia el lavabo y vomité. Escupí un líquido amarillento que sabía muy mal. De inmediato, me lavé la boca y miré mi propio reflejo en el espejo. Al verme, sacudí la cabeza y tomé mi frente en cuanto sentí ganas de vomitar de nuevo. Volví a escupir el líquido amarillento y mientras me lavaba la boca, sentí una cálida mano acariciando mi espalda. Inmediatamente levanté la cara y me encontré con un par de ojos marrones que me miraban a través del espejo. Detrás de mí con cara de preocupación estaba mi esposo Pierce. --¿Estás bien? ¿Te sientes mal? Debiste haberme dicho. Al instante, lo miré a través del espejo. --No respondiste mis llamadas --contesté. Ante aquellas palabras, la culpa apareció en sus ojos. --Lo lamento. Tenía cosas que hacer. Me quedé en la oficina toda la noche --afirmó. Rápidamente, me limpié la cara y pasé junto a él. Pierce me siguió mientras me sentaba frente al tocador y comenzaba a peinarme. --Kels… --Me desperté tarde. No pude preparar el desayuno. Mientras hablaba, intenté evitar sus ojos. Sentía que iba a perder los estribos y gritarle. En ningún momento sentí su egoísmo tan claramente como ahora. Decía que yo era su mejor amiga, pero nunca le habían importado mis necesidades, mis sentimientos. --Kels... sabes que no te pregunté eso. Estoy preocupado por tu salud... Kels, ¿todavía estamos bien? Ante aquella pregunta, dejé de peinarme y lentamente nuestras miradas se encontraron a través del espejo, otra vez. ¿De verdad me estaba preguntando eso? ¿Después de que me pidió el divorcio sin siquiera preguntarme si estaba de acuerdo? Él decidió por su cuenta sólo porque su primer amor había vuelto. No podía creer lo que hacía. Al final, fingí una sonrisa y dije: --No me siento bien hoy, Pierce, eso es todo. Un instante después, se puso de cuclillas a mi lado, lo cual no me resultó sorprendente porque sabía que realmente se preocupaba. Pero lo que sí me sorprendió fue que hacía todo esto después de enterrar una daga en mi corazón. --¿Estás bien? --preguntó mientras tocaba suavemente mi frente y mi cuello--. ¿Estás enferma? Dime cómo te sientes, Kels. --Mis sentimientos no importan --no pude evitar decir y parecía sorprendido por mis palabras. En ese instante, intenté evitarlo, pero me agarró de la muñeca y me hizo mirarlo. Su rostro ahora reflejaba su ira. Había perdido completamente la paciencia. --¿Qué te pasa, Kels? Has estado actuando así desde ayer. ¿Es por Lexi? ¿O porque no volví a casa anoche? --inquirió. Yo lo miré a los ojos, molesta. --¡Tú fuiste quien pidió el divorcio! Te pedí que regresaras temprano para hablar al respecto, pero me dejaste esperando toda la noche. ¿Pretendías que te diera la bienvenida con brazos abiertos después de eso, Pierce? --respondí. Al escucharme, apretó la mandíbula y sacudió la cabeza. --Kels, yo... --Ya basta. Hablaremos del divorcio después del trabajo. --¡Kels! --me llamó y me agarró de los hombros. La confusión y el dolor eran visibles en sus ojos--. ¿Estás... enamorada de mí? Aquello me desconcertó. ¿Enamorada? ¡Sí! Desde que estábamos en la escuela secundaria, desde que se convirtió en mi mejor amigo. ¿Quién no se enamoraría de alguien que te ha estado protegiendo desde entonces? Siempre he estado agradecida de tenerlo como mi mejor amigo y esposo, pero ahora… lo estaba perdiendo. Perdiéndolo irremediablemente. Decidí darle a nuestro matrimonio una última oportunidad, hacer un esfuerzo final... ...... ==== Casarse con su mejor amigo fue un sueño hecho realidad para Kelly, pero todo tiene realmente una limitación. Pierce es el primer amor de Kelly, pero como su mejor amiga, sabía bien que siempre había otra mujer en lo profundo de su corazón. Lexi Gilbert. Kelly finalmente se dio cuenta de que su feliz matrimonio de los últimos tres años era solo un hermoso sueño cuando Pierce pidió el divorcio solo porque Lexi regresó. Ella sólo podría ser su mejor amiga incluso si estuviera encinta de su bebé. ¿Por qué no merecía ser amada? ¿Qué sucederá en adelante? ¿Cómo podría Kelly salvar su corazón en esta batalla de amor y odio? Los capítulos disponibles son limitados aquí, haga click el botón abajo para instalar APP y disfrutar leyendo más contenidos maravillosos. 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2,606,221	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2606226}'	Yes	2024-12-07 19:00	active	1971	💖😍one click to continue FREE reading👉	"Congratulations, you're pregnant!" the doctor announced with a smile, handing Merissa Narth the pregnancy test results. What? Pregnant?! The shock on Merissa's face was quickly overtaken by joy. "Really?!" She had only slept with Richard Adler once, and now... But then, anxiety followed swiftly. Would Richard even want the baby? After all, throughout the three years of their marriage, he had eyes only for Maddie Ford. No matter how hard Merissa tried to emulate her, Richard showed no interest. In their relationship, Merissa was the one who carried the torch. But now, Merissa felt drained. The unrequited love for a man was exhausting. "Miss? Miss?" The doctor's voice pulled her from her thoughts. "Where's your husband? Did you come alone?" "He's... he's quite busy..." Thinking of Richard standing her up that morning left a sour taste in her mouth, but she swallowed it down. In this marriage, all she ever wanted was for him to stay by her side. And now, she wasn't alone anymore; her little one was on the way. Thinking of this, Merissa smiled as she gently placed her hand on her abdomen. *** Leaving the hospital, Merissa was eager to share the news with Richard. Perhaps this new life would bring them closer. She also needed to tell him the truth, that the little girl with whom he was kidnapped back then was her, not Maddie. Merissa still remembered how they had huddled together in that basement, feeling horrified but supporting each other. They had exchanged keepsakes and promised to find each other again someday. Because of this promise, Merissa has always regarded marrying Richard as her wish. Later, Merissa's family sent her abroad. By the time she had reconnected with Richard, he was already with Maddie. Seeing Richard so happy and having accidentally lost the keepsake, Merissa kept this secret to herself. * Soon, Merissa arrived at Richard's office. "Wait! Mrs. Adler, you can't go in there!" An assistant, seeing the cheerful Merissa about to push open the door, instantly turned pale and rushed to block her in front of the glass wall. Observing the panic in the assistant's eyes, Merissa’s heart sank. Could there be something in the room she wasn't supposed to see? "Step aside!" Her expression grew cold, which was rare for her. Now, she only wanted to know what the heck was going on inside. "Mrs. Adler, could you please wait just a moment? Or MaybeI’ll now go in there to notify Mr. Adler?" "Get out of the way!" Her voice became icy as she cut off the assistant. Seeing his awkward smile that’s even worse than crying, Merissa knew something was amiss. She immediately pushed the door open herself. And then, Merissa stopped dead in her tracks. She rooted to the spot, unable to move. A man and a woman is having fun in front of she. Eyes wide open, she saw perfectly well that her husband in his large chair, was amorously embracing another woman. "Ah... Merissa..." Merissa's heart almost failed in shock. It was Maddie, Richard's first love, the one he always pined for. And now, she had returned! Having acknowledged Merissa's presence, Maddie had no intention to get up. Instead, she stayed slumped over Richard, who held her with an affectionate gaze. Looking at Maddie's curly brown hair, her demure outfit, and her gentle demeanor...almost the same as her disguise Merissa felt a surge of anger mixed with heartbreak. But she knew better. This woman wasn't as innocent as she appeared. If she were, she wouldn't have been able to deceive Richard and claim Merissa's credit for so many years. Merissa stared at the indifferent pair, her gaze sharpening on Richard. "So, you had to cancel your plan to accompany me to the hospital because you needed to cozy up here with her?" Richard's face darkened with irritation as he responded sharply, "Merissa, stop making such a scene! Maddie just got back. We're just catching up." "Catching up? Is that what you call this intimate little setup here? And on our anniversary, no less!" Merissa laughed in irritation. "Merissa!" Richard snapped, cutting her off. Seeing Richard's reaction, Maddie's face briefly twisted into a spiteful smile, which then quickly switched to a more pitiful look. She gently disentangled herself from Richard, standing with her hands clasped in front of her, looking every bit the victim. "Merissa, don't get the wrong idea. I asked Richard to accompany me today. It's not his fault." Richard, annoyed, yanked at his tie, said impatiently, "You don't need to explain anything to her." Maddie kept gazing down, feigning innocence. "But Merissa's got it all wrong about us. I don't want to cause any rift between you two." Merissa scoffed. "Then you shouldn't cross paths with this married man at all!" Maddie wanted to retort but faltered. But soon, she adjusted her hair and said, "I was just helping Mr. Adler with his tie. In fact, I know it's not really my place to do so... We're not what we used to be... If only I hadn't gone abroad back then..." Maddie chose her words artfully to make it seem that Merissa were the other woman in this relationship. "Maddie, if I recall correctly, you left Richard for money back then!" Merissa countered. "If anything, you’re the one to blame!" Maddie's eyes welled with tears. "Merissa, that's not what I meant... I just got carried away thinking about the past. You don't have to be so aggressive; it will only embarrass Richard further. Besides, Richard has been supporting you financially all these years. How can you blame him..." Before Maddie could finish, Merissa couldn't contain her inner beast any longer. She suddenly stepped forward and slapped Maddie across the face. "Ouch!" "Maddie!" Maddie's cry of a physical ache and Richard's cry of a heartache filled the air at the same time. Disillusioned with this brutally unfeeling man in front of her, Merissa finally realized how foolish she had been. She had forsaken her family, lost herself, and even given up her most cherished career for him. However, it was all for nothing. Merissa's love for Richard should never justify his humiliation of her. She had enough! "Let's get a divorce. Remember this: from now on, I’m the one who have dumped you, Richard Adler!" Merissa lifted her head, holding back the tears that threatened to fall, determined to reclaim her life starting now. As Merissa walked away, Maddie said, "I'm sorry, Richard, I didn't mean to cause any misunderstanding. I just felt you were being treated unfairly." Richard wasn't particularly concerned about Merissa leaving; after all, what did she have without him? He turned to Maddie with a tender look. "It's okay. Don't worry about her." Outside the office, Merissa looked at the pregnancy test in her hand. What a jerk! He would never find out this child was his! She then dialed her former assistant, Kurt Borris. "I'll be officially back to work next Monday. Have all the executives ready with their reports; I need to catch up on everything that's happened during my absence over the past three years." Kurt, initially surprised for a second, turned extremely excited. "Boss, that's great! You're finally back!" "Yeah," Merissa replied succinctly. "Should I tell your parents you're coming back?" Kurt asked. Back then, Merissa had an almost destructive falling out with her family when she tried to marry Richard, and though her parents had eventually came around, she hadn't been home in three years. With a nervous twitch in her mouth, she sighed, "No, I'll tell them myself." Kurt couldn’t help but offer a plaint, "I wonder how Mr. Adler will think when he learns that you're the prized jewel of the Narth family and the CEO of the leading film company, Kangster Films." Whatever he would think about it was not her concern. Since he had some unresolved issues with his old flame, Merrisa was better off without him. Despite her deep love for Richard, one painful lesson was enough. She vowed never to debase herself again. If they meet again next time, she, Merissa, will definitely not tolerate them again! Merissa didn't hesitate for another second. The first thing she did upon returning home was dye her hair back to its natural dark color and change back to her own style. Then, she packed all her belongings. Merissa didn’t take anything that Richard had bought for her or belonged to the Adlers, nor did she deign to take them. Soon, Merissa returned to the bright and airy apartment that her parents had bought her in the city center. It was still kept clean despite her long absence. After she entered, her phone rang. It was her older brother, Cartland Narth. "Look who's decided to come home," Cartland teased. Breaking away from that relationship, Merissa felt like a big burden had been lifted. She returned to being the sunshine girl she used to be. With a playful whine, she responded, "Cartland! Are you spying on me or something?" "Yep, I've installed a camera at your place," Cartland’s tone was joking, then became serious. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Had a row with Richard? Did he treat you bad?" Finally, the big brother’s concern broke Merissa, her eyes red and her nose filled with a surge of bitterness. Her prolonged silent worried Cartland, but his tone remained gentle. "No way... Did he really treat you bad?" Merissa's replied in a sobbing tone, "Cartland... Richard and I are getting a divorce." "That's great! Good for you! You should have left that jerk long ago! He has no idea how to treasure a nice girl like you. Don't worry, now that you're home, whatever you need, I'm here for you." While speaking out what he really thought, he knew Merissa was suffering. Merrisa left Richard despite how much she loved him, which only showed how many times he had wronged her. Cartland was determined to teach Richard a lesson. "Why don't you join me tonight? I'm having dinner with the director of the series I'm filming. Since you're back to the company, you'll be working with him later for sure." Cartland knew Merissa was heartbroken, but life went on, and the best way to heal was to keep her busy. "Okay, thanks, Cartland," Merissa agreed, appreciating his efforts. Cartland felt a bit relieved and advised, "Also, come home when you get a chance. Divorced or not, you're still part of the family. I support whatever decisions you make." Merissa agreed, feeling a comforting warmth. Now, it was time to get down to business. Merissa had a lawyer draw up a divorce agreement. The document was straightforward except for two issues: the division of assets and the reason for the divorce. "What about the marital assets? How would you like to handle that?" her lawyer asked. Recalling Maddie's words, Merissa scoffed, "I don't want a single stinky penny of from the Adler family. I'll walk away empty-handed. As for the cause of divorce, please do write down 'the inability of the male party'." Since Richard dared to flirt with other women in front of her, why she needed to care about his feeling? The lawyer was flabbergasted by this statement, a divorce reason he had never heard before . He noted down her requirements, apprehensive that Mr. Adler would strangle him down the moment he saw this divorce petition. * Meanwhile, Richard was in his office. "Sir, you have new mail," the secretary said as she placed the freshly delivered express mail on Richard's desk. Opening the envelope, Richard saw the big title: Divorce Agreement. Although he had considered divorce following Maddie's return, it was never supposed to be initiated by Merissa. If anyone was going to dump the other, it would be him, not her. Before he opened the document, Richard had assumed with a smirk that Merissa must be making an effort to save him, based on his idea that she could never live without him. But then, Richard's smirk faded when he saw the title. And then it became a shock the moment he read the content. Distribution of marital properties: The female party waivers rights to all marital properties Cause of divorce: Malfunction of the male party What? She would actually want no money while claiming he was incompetent? She knew too well if he was potent or not. Richard felt he had underestimated Merissa; she truly had guts! The secretary carefully observed Richard, whose face was stormy as a thundercloud, wishing she could disappear into the thin air. "Did Merissa send this?!" Richard bellowed like an enraged lion, ready to lash out at anyone close by. "Well, yes and no..." the secretary faltered, timidly handing over a business card. "It was actually delivered by a lawyer who claimed he's fully representing Merissa... for any discussions about the divorce." The secretary finished her sentence, trembling in fear, fully aware of how furious her boss looked. Richard tried to pull out his phone but was so enraged that he fumbled and dropped it to the floor. The secretary desperately wanted to laugh at all this, but she managed to suppress her giggles, reminded of Richard's scowling face. With a furious swipe, Richard threw the divorce papers on his desk and dialed Merissa's number, only to find it unanswered. Normally, Merissa would pick up his calls immediately and respond to his messages right away. Now she had got some nerve! She actually had the guts to ignore his calls! "Get the car ready!" Richard commanded. * Back at the Adler Mansion, Richard stormed in, his face a mask of fury. "Where's Merissa?!" "S-she’s left with her luggage," the butler stammered, taking his coat tremblingly. "She said you and her are divorced now." "Gone?" Richard muttered in disbelief. Did she really leave just because he hadn't accompanied her to the hospital today? That didn't make sense, cause Merissa wasn't one to storm off over such things. What was going on with her? Richard tried constantly to dial Merissa's number, and finally, on the twentieth attempt, she answered. Unable to contain his anger, he exploded, "Divorce? Turning down money and insinuating I'm not capable in bed? What on earth do you mean?!" Sensing Richard's agitation, Merissa only felt satisfied and responded casually, "Exactly what the paper says." "Merissa, even nonsense has a limit," Richard began his self-important lecture, once again. "Do you really think I care about your money?" Merissa shot back. Richard was momentarily speechless. Wasn't it all about the money? Didn't she marry him because of it? Oh, and her worthless love. Recalling how Merissa had always adored him, Richard took several deep breaths, his tone cold and harsh. "Change the cause of divorce, and then I'll decide whether to sign it or not." Listening to his patronizing tone, Merissa mocked, "What? Are you in love with me? Is that why you're reluctant to sign?" Richard instinctively responded, "How could that possibly be!" "Then why won't you agree to the divorce?" Stumped by the rebuttals of Merissa who had suddenly become so eloquent, Richard clenched his teeth and finally hissed, "Fine! Merissa, the divorce is on. I'll draft a new agreement for you, but you better not regret it later!" Before Merissa could reply, Richard had already hung up. Merissa made a face at her phone, knowing well that Richard couldn't resist a challenge. She then snapped some photos of the divorce agreement, with one of them highlighting the cause of divorce, and shared it in a group chat that contained their mutual friends. She also posted on social media: Guys! I'm single now! Within half an hour, social media went into a frenzy. His friend, Harold Pearson, called him in surprise. "You and Merissa are getting a divorce?!" "What?" Richard was baffled. "Check the group chat!" Harold urged. Checking his social media messages, Richard saw that Merissa had posted the divorce agreement and specifically highlighted the cause of divorce in their group chat. The group was buzzing with jokes about him, while Merissa, the person behind this, had quit the group after her post. Still reeling, Richard choked on his coffee when he read the messages, spitting it out in a coughing fit. That bad woman! He had just asked her to change the divorce reason, but then she posted it verbatim in their friends' group chat! Now everyone was aware of his supposed inadequacies! Oh no, that wasn't right; he was perfectly capable! Fine, if Merissa was so eager for a divorce, he'd give it to her! Richard was curious to see how Merissa'd manage without him! As a result, Merissa's antics turned Richard into a joke when he arrived at the restaurant. Harold chuckled, "I had no idea you had issues in bed." Harold and Richard, whose families had been friends for generations, had always ribbed each other. "Stop! That is enough, I don’t wanna hear it again" Richard retorted, frowning. "Seriously, are you and Merissa actually splitting?" Harold asked. "It's probably another one of her games," Richard responded, clearly impatient. He didn't have much patience for Merissa. Harold went on, "Indeed, Merissa doesn’t quite stand out. She’s as plain as water; not well-dressed and a bit provincial. Plus, she came from a bankrupt family, so her mediocre social standing can hardly be a match for Maddie, who at least has a certain celebrity appeal." Richard scowled but said nothing in defense. To him, Merissa was indeed that kind of woman. Another friend piped up, "Yet no matter how plain she seems, she has kicked up quite a storm. She's not as docile as she appears, more like a ticking time bomb." "That's pretty intriguing. Fiery looks and a fiery personality, I kind of like that." Harold shrugged. "What's everyone talking about?" A sweet girly voice interrupted. With her wavy brown hair, Maddie seemed charming and sweet. "We were just discussing Merissa, but let's change the subject now that you're here." Harold replied. A fleeting look of malice crossed Maddie's face at the mention of Merissa. She was envious of Merissa's natural beauty and her long-standing connection with Richard. Whenever she was around, Maddie always felt outshined by her. However, Maddie kept her composure in front of everyone else, confident because of her background. "Indeed... I think Merissa’s out of his league. Her family background is poor, so she had no other resources but Richard to rely on. Plus she isn’t too keen on dressing up, so it’s impossible to take her to any formal events or parties." "Moreover..." Maddie paused, smiling charmingly while taking Richard's hand. "I've already returned. Richard, you must be thrilled." Richard took a sip of his tequila and replied softly, "Yeah." Even now, Richard was certain Merissa wouldn't really go through with the divorce. He believed he should have the final say in their marriage! * Just then, their conversation was interrupted by a stir around the restaurant entrance. "Oh! That's Cartland! He's the new shining star! I'm co-starring with him in my next movie!" Maddie exclaimed excitedly. Cartland, dressed in a sharp suit, looked every bit the dashing gentleman. His attractive, azure eyes sparkled like stars. His face alone was a beacon of charisma. On closer inspection, Cartland was accompanied by a strikingly attractive woman with a sexy figure. Anyone who noticed her found it hard to look away. Richard, however, seemed to be bewitched by the pair. The woman's slender waist and elegant shoulders reminded him of someone. Somehow, Merissa's name came into his mind. Just then, Harold spoke up, "Richard... Don't you think that woman with Cartland looks familiar?" "What?" Harold knew he wasn't mistaken. "She looks like... Merissa?" Just then, Richard also recognized that stunning woman. It was none other than his wife, Merissa, who was breathtaking in a way he had never seen before! Bathed in soft blue light, her figure was elegantly outlined in a silver-white V-neck gown that hugged her contours perfectly. Her skin shimmered under the lights, and her long legs were set off by a pair of sparkling nude-color high heels, fully embellished with diamond. Her dark, slightly curled hair cascaded casually down her back, adding a touch of leisure. Her deep green eyes were captivating, and her pink lips only added to her allure. She was stunning, irresistibly so. Looking different from the past, today's Merissa applied makeup, enhancing her already striking features. She seemed like a radiant red rose, exuding irresistible allure. "My God, is that really Merissa? She looks completely transformed; I almost didn't recognize her!" "Yeah, she's like a whole new person!" Richard's friends also gathered around, each one voicing their admiration for his soon-to-be ex-wife's beauty. Richard himself was shocked. Beyond the ordinary and plain Merissa he knew, there was a side to her he had never seen. At home, she had never decked out, with thick, ugly black-framed glasses that masked all her beauty. But who was that man beside her? She had just filed for divorce, and now she was with someone else? Was he really that inadequate that she was in such a rush to find a replacement? Richard dislike that glasses at all. "Isn't that man with Merissa the hot new celebrity everyone's talking about?" "Yes, that's Cartland Narth. He's a scion of the prominent Narth family, quite the catch!" "Oh Richard, looks like your ex-wife has picked a great partner!" Richard's friends were ever eager for some drama and didn't hold back their comments. Richard's expression turned even colder, his expression chilling as if the air around him could freeze someone alive. It seemed his ex-wife really had a game plan, embarrassing him during their marriage and now making a fool of him during their divorce! Noticing Richard's change, Maddie clenched her fists hard, her eyes a swirling mix of jealousy and malice. Why should Merissa get to be so stunning? Even more eye-catching than her? No, this shouldn't be happening! No way! Merissa should have been like a rat in the sewers, ideally married to a man with a lot problems or an abusive old man. That would have been a fitting end for her. But why? Why did Merissa end up with Cartland, whom Maddie was dying to work with, after she had hogged Richard for three years? *** Unaware she had become the subject of such scrutiny, Merissa felt relieved to finally be herself again. What a liberating feeling! No longer did she have to worry about whether Richard liked her or when she might lose him. "Do you want to go up and play a piece? It's been a long time since I've heard you play the cello," Cartland suggested, breaking her thoughts. Merissa looked over, her eyes resting on the antique cello placed prominently in the center of the hall. She couldn't help but recall those lovely days she once had. "Okay. It's indeed been so long. I almost forgot how it felt," she said, and with a gentle smile, she walked gradually towards it. As she approached the cello, all eyes in the room turned to her. Sitting down slowly, Merissa set up the cello gracefully and skillfully. The next moment, her fingers fluttered over the strings like butterflies, and as the bow glided back and forth, a rich, beautiful melody began to resonate throughout the hall. The melody was ethereal and tinged with sadness, touching everyone's hearts while cleansing their souls. For that moment, time seemed to stop as everyone was engrossed in the performance of the dazzling woman on stage. As the piece ended, the room burst into enthusiastic applause. Richard, too, had been drawn deep into the haunting music, jerked back to reality only by the sudden applause. Merissa played the cello! However, he had never known even though they had been a couple for years. What more was she hiding? Feeling as if something were stuck at the top of his throat, Richard couldn't shake off his discomfort. Watching his sister reclaim her past glory on stage, Cartland felt an indescribable pride and admiration. He stepped forward and embraced Merissa. "It seems the little sister that used to make me proud has finally returned." "Tell me about it!" Merissa beamed, utterly oblivious to Richard's brooding gaze from afar. Richard's face turned livid, yet he still seemed quite impressed by her talent. It appeared he had grossly underestimated her. He had once believed she was capable of nothing, but now, he realized it was just her disguise. Seeing Merissa so close to another man, a man far superior to him, made him feel sick. Beside him, Maddie was equally shocked by Merissa's transformation. This was beyond her wildest expectations! But she wouldn't allow Merissa to outshine her, nor to take Richard back. Suddenly, an idea struck Maddie. She inched closer to Richard, shyly tugged at his sleeve, and then said softly, "Richard, Merissa was married to you for so long, yet she never dressed up in front of you. Did she mean to disgrace you? And now, shortly after asking for a divorce, she began dating a celebrity. Did she cheat on you all along?" Her words turned Richard's already sullen face even stormier, his fingers tightening around his glass until they turned white. Yes, Merissa had never dressed up like this during their marriage. Was it all just for Cartland now? Most importantly, they hadn't divorced yet! How dare she! She must have done this on purpose! Feeling the sharp gaze from afar, Merissa glanced over, and her eyes widened in shock. Those two again! Always looming like dark clouds! Richard and Merissa's eyes met. Richard's gaze was a mix of fury and admiration, but Merissa's was filled with disdain and disgust. Encountering Richard and Maddie here was the most detestable moment of her day. "A face-off, here we go!" Harold remarked gleefully. "Yeah, and Richard's got a tough competitor this time! After all, that guy is a wealthy, good-looking celebrity!" "How do they even know each other that well? the Merissa that we had always underestimated has now suddenly become the companion of a celebrity, and they even look good together!" Richard felt his friends' chitchat was just noise. He had eyes; he could see for himself! His anger was raving, breaths coming in heavy. He then slammed his glass on the table so hard that it cracked. Seeing Richard's violent mood swings because of Merissa made Maddie grow even more jealous and resentful, though she maintained a facade of innocence and friendliness. "Richard, should we say hello to Merissa?" As Maddie spoke, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Cartland. She understood the value of this man all too well. Despite his celebrity facade, rumors had it he was the eldest son of the Narth family and behind the industry powerhouse Kangster Films which was known to dominate the entertainment industry, and just being associated with it could secure endless resources, ensuring her career soared. Maddie couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire. "Richard, Merissa and Mr. Narth seem unusually close. Could it be that Merissa had planned your divorce in advance? Did she dress so seductively just to meet him?" Richard's face turned even more livid. So, Merissa couldn't wait to divorce because she had already found the next golden goose? How dare she commit marital infidelity when he hadn’t even signed the divorce papers yet! He stood up abruptly and strode towards the duo. Overjoyed, Maddie smiled and followed him. "Richard, wait for me..." Richard blocked their path, tugging at his tie irritably. "Mr. Narth." Cartland stopped and looked at the man who had hurt his sister, his expression indifferent. "Mr. Adler." Maddie hurriedly stepped forward. "Mr. Narth, I'm Maddie." She seemed to deliberately modulate her voice to sound sweet, which caused Merissa to cringe in disgust. Cartland frowned slightly. "Sorry, I don't recognize you." Maddie's smile froze, her face turning red and then pale; this was the first time she had been snubbed by a man, especially in front of so many familiar faces. But a moment later, she forced a smile, knowing this man was a resource she could never attain in several lifetimes. "Mr. Narth, we have a collaboration coming up later." Cartland remained indifferent. "We'll talk later then." Merissa couldn't help but snicker, admiring how her brother managed to dismiss with such finesse. Cartland's indifferent responses were embarrassing for Maddie, but considering the potential resources, she didn't give up. "Mr. Narth, you really have a sense of humor. I'm actually a big fan of yours; can we take a picture together?" Finally showing signs of impatience on his icy face, Cartland replied, "Ms. Ford, you'll have to ask my partner. If she agrees, I'll do it; if not, sorry." He gestured to Merissa, wrapping an arm around her, and whispering in her ear, their stance intimate. Merissa played along, leaning into him, all soft and delicate. Seeing this, Maddie could no longer maintain her smile. Richard couldn't hold back his anger and blurted out, "There's no need to target Maddie. Also, what exactly is your relationship?" Merissa's expression turned cold instantly. Though she left him without hesitation, her heart ached from seeing the man she had loved repeatedly defend his mistress. "Richard, get this straight. Your little lover is the one who threw herself at Cartland. Nobody is targeting her! And my relationship with Cartland is none of your business! We're divorced now, remember? And as for the reason, I think everyone here is well aware of it. Oh, by the way, why haven't you signed the divorce papers yet?" Mentioning the divorce reason only fueled Richard's anger, his mind momentarily crashing. When did Merissa become so sharp-tongued? He couldn’t think of anything to say back to her. No way! But Maddie was preoccupied with something else. Richard hadn't signed that divorce agreement yet! Did Richard not want to sign? Did he still have feelings for Merissa? Maddie looked at Richard, her eyes filled with pain and helplessness, but Richard was too distracted by his thoughts to notice. He was busy figuring out how to salvage his bruised ego. Finally, he managed to respond, "Fine... You're quite something! You have got some nerve to judge me when you have hooked up with another man as soon as you asked for a divorce!" Merissa retorted sharply, "Look who's talking. You were the one cheating during our marriage!" Her words turned both Maddie and Richard's faces crimson. It was true; everyone knew about their disgraceful relationship. Someone in the crowd couldn't help but laugh out loud. What a splendid exchange! "No, that's not it!" Maddie protested. "Merissa, you must be misunderstanding me and Richard..." Merissa cut her off, "Doesn’t matter to me. Besides," she eyed the necklace on Maddie's neck, a token Richard had given her to signify their bond,then showed an enigmatic smile. How bold Maddie was! Maddie took away her necklace and still dared to appear in front of her wearing it! Simply challenging her! What would happen if Richard knew her true identity? Next second, without hesitation, Merissa came up to whisper to Maddie, "is that necklace really yours? Did you and Richard actually have a past?" Maddie's face turned pale. What? The necklace? What had Merissa found out, and how? Had Merissa discovered that she had never actually been a co-victim with Richard in the kidnapping? She had always concealed the truth so perfectly, that even Richard had never doubted her. How did Merissa figure it out? Must know, Richard always accepted her love because she had this necklace! If he found out that she was not the owner of the necklace, he must definitely leave her! One question led to another, filling Maddie with fear and making her feel exposed. At this time, Richard also came forward and asked, "Maddie, what's happened? What did she say to you?" "Um…" Maddie hesitated. And Cartland stepped in front of Merissa and said firmly, "To my knowledge, what Merissa is saying is accurate." His gaze then slid from Maddie to Richard. Richard also kept his eyes on Maddie, waiting for what she would say next. Maddie's eyes reddened as she retorted, "But Mr. Narth, surely you don't need to defend someone as rude and uncouth as her?" Maddie still believed Merissa had seduced Cartland with her looks and body, which drove her to make the most unpleasant comments possible. Cartland raised an eyebrow, surprised to hear his family referred to as rude and uncouth. He was impressed by Merissa's ability to blend in. He was about to reveal his identity, but Merissa subtly signaled him not to. She didn't want to expose Maddie's lies now, because she already had a plan to let everyone know about Maddie's ugliness. So, Cartland responded with a snort, "Cause I indulge her. Do you have a problem with that?" Maddie's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe that Cartland was staunchly defending Merissa! Richard was equally stunned. It became clear to him that this man might have genuine feelings for Merissa. As tensions mounted, a familiar voice called out from a distance. "Cartland? Merissa? There you are." Following the voice, Maddie gasped in shock, her eyes widening as she recognized the speaker. "Isn't this... Edgar Mortiz, the famous director? He's here? Oh my God, I can't believe I'm seeing him!" Maddie exclaimed. Maddie was set to play a part in Edgar's next project, but her role was unimportant, so she hadn't had the opportunity to meet the director in person. Trying to sound sweet and demure, Maddie greeted him, "Mr. Mortiz." Edgar frowned, clearly annoyed by the overt flattery. Then, he turned to Merissa and Cartland instead. "Let's go, my esteemed guest and brilliant lead actor." Wearing a genuine smile, Edgar replaced his cold demeanor toward Maddie with visible respect and hospitality as he led Merissa and Cartland to a private VIP dining room, which was accessible only to major shareholders of the restaurant. As Merissa was about to sit down, Edgar eagerly moved to pull out her chair and poured her a glass of wine. After receiving a polite nod of thanks from Merissa, he relaxed and sat down. "I've always heard Cartland speak so highly of you." Edgar began, admiration evident in his voice. "He said his sister was both beautiful and capable. Now, I can tell you've lived up to your reputation! To be so young and already the head of Kangster Films, the No. 1 in the industry, is truly impressive!" He had always admired young people who made names for themselves, which was why he liked Cartland and Merissa. "Thank you. I also admire your work, so I'm very keen for Kangster to invest in your new project," Merissa responded. Edgar had known Merissa and Cartland's identities for a long time, and appreciated their powerful family backgrounds, which only increased his respect for their relentless drive to start their own business. From a distance, Richard and Maddie, along with others, although unable to hear the conversation, were stunned by the scene. It was normal for Cartland to be respected as the lead actor, but Merissa's reception was puzzling. Being Cartland's date couldn't earn her respect, but there didn't seem to be other possibilities... Maddie was seething with envy, almost suffocating from her jealousy. Why? Why was Edgar so dismissive towards her yet so attentive to Merissa? Maddie wanted to seriously hurt Merissa but had to maintain a weak facade due to the influential crowd around her. Her eyes welled up as she lamented. "I'm sorry, Richard, it's my fault. But I never imagined Merissa would have such deep connections with so many prominent men." Her words implied an accusation of impropriety against Merissa. Richard stared at Merissa, now confident and vibrant when talking to Edgar, a stark contrast to the woman he had known. "Looks like your wife has kept many secrets from you," Harold commented. "What secrets could she possibly have..." Richard muttered irritably,"She's just a gold-digger who'd latch onto any man for money." Harold squinted thoughtfully. "Really? Doesn't seem like it to me." Richard frowned, countering, "Then what else could it be? She doesn't have any significant background." Every mention of "Merissa" by Richard grated on Maddie. A hint of malice flashed across her eyes. She was determined to exact revenge, not only to secure her marriage with Richard but also to drive Merissa out, like a rat in the trap. She would definitely make this happen! However, Maddie knew now wasn't the best time for revenge. She had to wait for the right moment. Adjusting her emotions, she resumed her role as a damsel in distress, clutching Richard's sleeve tightly. "Merissa has misunderstood me, and now she's also in Edgar's good graces. I guess my acting career is over, isn't it? What should I do, Richard? I'm really scared..." Richard rubbed his temples and finally said, "It won't come to that. I know Edgar values talent above all." Seeing Richard had failed to get the hint, Maddie gritted her teeth and laid it out. "But I'm still worried. Richard, if I could just get an opportunity with Kangster Films... I'm sure you can help me, right?" Beholding her meek demeanor, Richard’s tone softened greatly as he rubbed her head, "Don't worry, I have connections. 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2,608,433	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2608843}'	No	2024-12-07 20:42	active	1973	😍Read the next chapters👉	At Grace Mansion, Carissa Sinclair stared at the man before her—her husband she had waited for a whole year. Barrett Warren, still in his battle armor, wore an expression of both determination and guilt. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for my marriage with Aurora. She will be joining our household. There's no question about it," said Barrett. Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has praised General Yates as a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she won’t be a concubine. She’ll be my legal wife, equal to you." "But calling her equal doesn't change the fact that she’s still just a concubine," Carissa said, a soft smile playing on her lips. Barrett frowned. "Why can't you face the reality? Aurora and I fell in love with each other on the battlefield, and we earned this marriage with our glorified victory. In fact, I don’t really need your approval on it." Carissa smiled mockingly. "Fell in love, huh? Have you forgot what you promised me before you left for war?" On their wedding night a year ago, Barrett was called away to lead reinforcements on an expedition. Before he left, he lifted his wife’s veil and vowed, "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Embarrassed, Barrett avoided her eye contact. "Just forget what I said. Back then, I only considered you a suitable match for a wife. I knew nothing about love until I met Rory." When he spoke of the woman he loved, his eyes softened with deep affection. Turning back to Carissa, he added, "She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met. I love her deeply, and I hope you'll be generous enough to welcome her." Carissa felt a lump in her throat. 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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