Confucius Ads Library: Ads

Id	Vlad	Saved	Scrape Time	Status	Scrape Result	Title	Body	Cta Type	Link Url	Page Name	Page Profile Uri	Page Like Count	Enddate	Cta Text	Caption	Display Format	Link Description	Link Url	Creation Time	Page Profile Picture Url	Page Entity Type	Page Is Profile Page	Is Reshared	Current Page Name	Startdate	Actions
2,561,288	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2561285}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:37	active	1942	Princess Stephanie, 59, looks unrecognizable; probably the prettiest princess to exist. Here's a look inside the life of Monaco's most scandalous royal, ranging from her rebellious behavior, turbulent relationship history, to joining the circus.	At 59, Princess Stephanie looks very different; arguably the prettiest royal alive. Here's why Princess Stephanie is Monaco's most controversial royal, from the Grace Kelly car crash and troubled marriages.	NO_BUTTON	https://en.redshirtsalwaysdie.com/view/?id=princes	Celebratized	https://www.facebook.com/100075750675644/	14,064	1969-12-31 18:00	No button	en.redshirtsalwaysdie.com	IMAGE		https://en.redshirtsalwaysdie.com/view/?id=princess-stphanie-facts-red&src=facebook	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468575416_1273744557273690_7335470149675778391_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rIrqgIdyetYQ7kNvgFbfvhc&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AIyMdduqqdKCVjCvrj7xR6e&oh=00_AYBfAxyj34p4f4FyuEEll8tJneausvRV_G1XINrukVENjA&oe=67517A8E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Celebratized	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,652	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-30 18:30	active	1942		Para ella, casarse con su mejor amigo y quedar embarazada de su hijo fue un sueño hecho realidad. Pero en ese momento feliz, la mujer que amaba su marido regresó... ===== ¿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. (Al abrir el APP, directo accederá a este libro) &3&	LEARN_MORE	https://fbweb.manobook.com/14603375-fb_contact-spc	Heart-warming Novel	https://www.facebook.com/61565720283161/	979	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fbweb.manobook.com	VIDEO		https://fbweb.manobook.com/14603375-fb_contact-spcp25_2-1030-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=157725&accid=860298072104208&rawadid=120215914128160204	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467520732_1262294951757466_8775068351409043736_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YQbMsKAEBIkQ7kNvgG1EWJE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AYCvLaFMbFRe_WHuK2Iy5-C&oh=00_AYAjd9U2tePXHyfDBcT33ZdKgnewj8J4lI0ahAUIGKfeDQ&oe=675179B2	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Heart-warming Novel	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,113	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560003}'	No	2024-11-30 18:25	active	1942	Download Now👉👉👉	The Vampire and His Blood wife ONLY on Drama Time.🎬 Don't miss out! Watch the series you've been wanting to see. No regrets, just pure entertainment! #Must SeeTV #No Regrets #Watch Now	WATCH_MORE		Miiowtv short000	https://www.facebook.com/61557562951006/	207	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch More		DCO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/458764566_846248010965531_5001198039813926096_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zYVXkWPAqAAQ7kNvgHY5Y-H&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AQs8ITFSinH8RkVjuf9zqAI&oh=00_AYAOAZOkpbBMnX6XSQYHYpoEen4S_zzg-8RvdMWMF8Tp4A&oe=6751817E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Miiowtv short000	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,077	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-30 18:35	active	1942	leer commercial topper with rack	leer commercial topper with rack - $1,200.00 leer commercial topper with a prime design rack. 68x72x37tall.off of a 2012 chevy silverado 1500 crew cab truck.2 side doors and 1 with inside rack . excellent condition.no leaks. also 6 heavy duty clamps. O.B.O Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/194821588230	Kelly Zach	https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Zach-106577534159072/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1948215882309887/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	1	Kelly Zach	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,121	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560003}'	No	2024-11-30 18:25	active	1942	The Vampire And His Blood Wife👉👉👉	The Vampire And His Blood Wife ONLY on Drama Time.🎬 Don't miss out! Watch the series you've been wanting to see. No regrets, just pure entertainment! #Must SeeTV #No Regrets #Watch Now	WATCH_MORE		Romantic Love	https://www.facebook.com/61557838064349/	346	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch More		DCO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461200830_409103592223043_120534980819975406_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1SaLIklcRYkQ7kNvgGOKxXD&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AQs8ITFSinH8RkVjuf9zqAI&oh=00_AYC-EJF5N8tqy5oDydmL6kK8fVRo_oQOR1actrbSl9ssUA&oe=6751836C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Romantic Love	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,385	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560003}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:38	active	1942		Thanksgiving Blessings!!! My Grind Never Stops 💯 Final Days Of Beautide Blessings Special Holiday Deals 🎄 $25 & Under With Additional Reductions On Already Reduced Prices😍 Enjoy $7.99 Flat Rate Priority Shipping & Free Gifts With Selected Items As You Shop From The Comfort Of Your Home Avoiding The Annual Holiday Crowd Frenzy 🧑🏾‍🎄	LEARN_MORE		BLOVEllc	https://www.facebook.com/100089455782319/	159	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468536709_450423561126382_8480559154895878166_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pnB5kPRRDtAQ7kNvgGMkB1q&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=A7CHGt5JFT_ork3oIMe_BkT&oh=00_AYDH2YtqJW6vGdXl0Tlw9eZwjOwcICyO-aDKxGYJSqc52A&oe=675182D5	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	BLOVEllc	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,379	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-30 18:38	active	1942		Would you like to be a renegade with me? Very delighted to share a snippet of album-opener and title track Peace Cult, out today in all the digital places. This was filmed on a very cold and blustery night up near Whitelee Windfarm. Andy Monaghan filmed from the open boot of a car being driven slowly up a country lane by Peter Kelly. My task was to not trip or fall over while playing my mustang with freezing fingers. All of us survived. Thinking of peace constantly these days.✌️ Album Peace Cult comes out on November 15th on @monohandsrecords … Pre-order your copy now from our bandcamp or lovely @monorail_music who have limited edition bluebell copies available. Love xx #Peacecult #renegade #monohandsrecords #jilllorean	LISTEN_NOW	https://ffm.to/peacecultlp	Jill Lorean	https://www.facebook.com/JillLorean/	576	1969-12-31 18:00	Listen now	ffm.to	VIDEO		https://ffm.to/peacecultlp	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468407647_1305436330809276_7031948941271726261_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TuyTvFM0YM0Q7kNvgF7yjgE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AnR0nF50MHflpesTwP0N4ME&oh=00_AYBssd78m7krcGtPeUAmMZd7gCKIwPniZqU0Z7peiEUZJA&oe=6751703D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Jill Lorean	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,860	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-30 18:33	active	1942	2016 Ford f550 dump truck/ plow/spreader/landscaping/ 6.7 diesel	2016 Ford f550 dump truck/ plow/spreader/landscaping/ 6.7 diesel - $59,600.00 2015 Ford F550 Dump Truck/ Plow/Spreader 6.7 Diesel. - Millage: 117k - Brand New Dump bed/box ! - Truck Is Excellent Conditions, everything works on it no visible or mechanical issues. - Tuck Starts right on! - The interior is in pretty good conditions. 8/10 - 4x4 - No CDL required. GVWR 19,500 - Champion Brand Hoist - All functions of dump truck work great, very easy to work. Hit the PTO switch and go! - 12ft x 8ft x 4ft brand new custom made dump box. - No Check Engine Light!! - 6.7 Power Stoke Diesel Engine - Really clean truck ! - Power stroke sounds beautiful ! - Cruise control ! - Cold AC ! - PTO equipped. - 6 Speed Automatic Transmission - Hydraulic Brakes - Strobe Lights - Trailer Brake Assist - Tires are in great shape (look at pics) - Clean blue title - Ready to make some money !! - Plow or Swiper attachment equipped - Truck can be viewed and tested at our shop in Houston. I'm Open to offers, let me know!! Make me an offer !! Open to trades ! Hablo español ( abierto a cualquier oferta! Acepto cambios !) Electrical equipment, Digger, Communication equipment, F750, f650, f550, f450, Work truck, Utility equipment, Pole installation, Telephone equipment, Cable equipment, Electrical Pole, bucket truck, boom truck, Diesel Engine , Boom, Auger, bits, kelly bar, utility truck, pole truck, digger truck, crane, boom truck, dump truck, dirt work, concrete work, Landscaping Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/111731186975	Lizeth Flores	https://www.facebook.com/Lizeth-Flores-110160497914216/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1117311869754990/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	0	Lizeth Flores	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,452	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2561450}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:38	active	1942	Save 25% on Holiday Allergen-Proofing Bundles!	Don’t let cat allergies keep your family apart this holiday season. Pacagen is here to help you allergen-proof your home. Our Limited Time Only Holiday Bundles give you two ways to neutralize 98% of cat allergens in your home. You can save 25% on our Holiday Allergen-Proofing Bundle while supplies last. That’s guaranteed cat allergen relief for the whole holiday season and $46 saved in your pocket. 😻	SHOP_NOW	http://pacagen.com/products/holiday-bundle	Pacagen	https://www.facebook.com/pacagen/	3,837	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	pacagen.com	DCO	Pacagen’s Cat Allergen Neutralizing products are the #1 remedy for cat allergens. Developed with veterinarians and engineered for world-class efficacy, our breakthrough technology removes 98% of cat allergens on contact, so you can breathe easy around your cats. 96% of Pacagen customers reported that Pacagen helped their or a loved one's cat allergies. Real science for real results. Click now to try Risk Free for 30 Days.	http://pacagen.com/products/holiday-bundle	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468215355_1139359861131341_3292703875814970841_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mlNuke_9tq8Q7kNvgFOG51Y&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=A5MW0xeju4sXRUmFpZy8Bo0&oh=00_AYCLB8dQIkwUrHFWAfCZ-Wh_0-lgb1233qzzL7WcCWPa1A&oe=67516D06	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Pacagen	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,314	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2561310}'	No	2024-11-30 18:37	active	1942	Accept the Challenge Here >>	I scored 85% on this Hollywood quiz! 🎯 Can you beat my score?	LEARN_MORE	https://i-quiz.thehuskyhaul.com/trivia/spa/quiz_tr	Chocolate.com	https://www.facebook.com/chocolatecom/	14,822	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	i-quiz.thehuskyhaul.com	DCO		https://i-quiz.thehuskyhaul.com/trivia/spa/quiz_trl_trl_can-you-name-these-hollywood-icons-sh-60p-tr_i-quiz_1	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468730420_1116721306748824_2965799885284256801_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=uHl_bm6wyMYQ7kNvgEcO-dH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AY2OeOg_Wqj8GDXIbDBwc-e&oh=00_AYCy6ezufZkPOxhr0QN9NnMCUn3nbxNZUSXkC6pifPd7iA&oe=67517791	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Chocolate.com	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,419	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-30 18:38	active	1942	Welcome to Honeycrisp.com - Fresh Fruit From the Farm to Your Door	We Have A Thanksgiving Contest Winner!! A free 1/2 bushel of apples going to San Diego CA! Congrats to Kathy! Order your favorite apples today for you and as great Christmas gifts!	SHOP_NOW	http://honeycrisp.com/	Honeycrisp .Com	https://www.facebook.com/Honeycrispapple/	85,479	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	honeycrisp.com	IMAGE	Apples farm fresh from the Orchard. Cortland, Empire, Fuji, Gala, Honeycrisp, McIntosh, Macoun, Mutsu, Red Delicious, Rome, Spy, Stayman, Winesap crisp apples. Explore our online Orchard, recipes, and blog	http://honeycrisp.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468708821_1110459557251961_338636241285535427_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x2OOk0P2yc0Q7kNvgGpsaz9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=A5MW0xeju4sXRUmFpZy8Bo0&oh=00_AYCLKFhAabbT4CTEwVoEIUGpISGoXSpvJHtaM-DA84O8mA&oe=67518A41	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Honeycrisp .Com	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,312	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-30 18:26	active	1942	2011 Mercedes-Benz s550	2011 Mercedes-Benz s550 - $9,995.00 Year: 2011 Make: Mercedes-Benz Model: S550 Condition: Used Clear Title Miles: 159K Exterior Color: Flint Grey Interior Color: Saddle Leather Engine: 5.5L V8 Transmission: Automatic Drivetrain: AWD Top of the line S550 4Matic. 5.5L V8 producing 382hp and 391lb torque. Well equipped with leather heated seats, all power options, moon-roof, bluetooth, and navigation. Continental tires with good tread. Does have a crack on the rear window, does not leak. Runs and drives well, very clean inside and out. $9995.00.00 Call or Text Dan @ 978-375-7477. Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/104558044391	Daniel J Kelly III	https://www.facebook.com/Daniel-J-Kelly-III-626452197872977/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1045580443918799/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468936524_2708695815958589_8189616448235352432_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5Su960EYD6YQ7kNvgG3H7fM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AZqhAqnAGeaka07QUHszDYA&oh=00_AYB14_nenHuRlT50oLNLyuuR_Tl0dPr7-LPZlDtRX0tNrQ&oe=67519736	REGULAR_PAGE	1	0	Daniel J Kelly III	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,050	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560003}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:24	active	1942	The Vampire And His Blood Wife👉👉👉	The Vampire And His Blood Wife ONLY on Drama Time.🎬 Don't miss out! Watch the series you've been wanting to see. No regrets, just pure entertainment! #Must SeeTV #No Regrets #Watch Now	WATCH_MORE		Romantic Love	https://www.facebook.com/61557838064349/	346	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch More		DCO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461161006_552547384104728_2693328307478602036_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6C09D2NvIZIQ7kNvgH21-W7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AnId_PF0YT5nv7qZh7MVAfF&oh=00_AYCi5bKd1nFZlU82pnsacv_F_hfgjxvCIIA0_J576N3aFA&oe=67518CA3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Romantic Love	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,552	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-30 18:29	active	1942	Tener hijo con mi mejor amigo	Después de que regresó su primer amor, su marido solicitó el divorcio. Afligida, se da cuenta de que sólo puede ser la mejor amiga de su marido, aunque esté embarazada de su hijo. Con el corazón roto, aceptó el divorcio, eligiendo dejarlo libre y liberarse ella misma... ===== ¿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. (Al abrir el APP, directo accederá a este libro) &4&	LEARN_MORE	https://fbweb.manobook.com/14603375-fb_contact-spc	Heart-warming Novel	https://www.facebook.com/61565720283161/	979	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fbweb.manobook.com	IMAGE		https://fbweb.manobook.com/14603375-fb_contact-spcp25_2-1030-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=157725&accid=860298072104208&rawadid=120215861502370204	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467424532_1038125858032788_6749086705545979886_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pjwz2C9bOgEQ7kNvgHVraZ1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AXQvpS14El84175w9Iqt85k&oh=00_AYDP-OrTUj1edRHG-GR6-6TvGa4l62endDvQ0Qx7brkA-g&oe=67516148	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Heart-warming Novel	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,302	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-30 18:37	active	1942	Professor in Daylight, s*x Freak in Nighttime	Chapter 1 Next One Rosa Everly and Elijah Sterling's divorce sent shockwaves through their circle. After all, Rosa had seemed utterly captivated by Elijah, chasing him with an almost obsessive devotion for years. But Rosa wasn't bothered by public opinion. Free from that cheating scumbag, she had a slew of admirers eager for their shot with her. Took today, for instance. Rosa arched her back, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she wrapped her legs around a man's waist, directing his every move. With each subtle tightening of her legs, his responses grew more fervent, each thrust feeling like it might tear her apart. She'd never known such raw, passionate intensity before. Elijah had always belittled her, dismissing her advances with scorn and mocking her as if she were some kind of bimbo, demanding that she behave like a dutiful little girl. Now, she was free to indulge her deepest desires and captivate with her full allure. The tipping point for the divorce came two weeks ago. Elijah had the nerve to parade his mistress around the office, and to add insult to injury; he stole Rosa's project to present it to her as a gift! Anyone who saw that project would know the blood, sweat, and tears Rosa poured into it. She'd spent a month burning the midnight oil, working late every single night. Rosa was incandescent with rage. Elijah's brazen infidelity and the betrayal at work pushed her to the edge. She was so furious that she started hurling things around. It was the last straw. Elijah had exploited her love, treating her unwavering dedication as nothing more than a chore she owed him. So, Rosa decided enough was enough. She'd been blinded by her one-sided affection, failing to see Elijah's true colors. Even when she brought up divorce, Elijah dismissed it as a bluff, never taking her seriously. But Rosa was done playing games. She swiftly signed the divorce papers, divided their assets, and walked away, leaving Elijah with no chance to change her mind. She had dealt with similar messes before and knew exactly how to handle them now. After her father's death, Rosa found herself the heir to a substantial fortune. The relatives who once adored her-and whom she had generously supported - revealed their true colors, turning into vultures circling around her and her mother. They used vile words to curse them, hoping to drive them to despair and seize control of the family's assets. But Rosa didn't crumble under the pressure. Instead, she stepped up, taking on the immense responsibility of managing the family business and keeping her father's company afloat. The relatives who had betrayed her soon came crawling back, their previously hostile faces now plastered with insincere smiles as they sought to win her favor. Rosa made sure they paid dearly for their treachery. "Aah..." Rosa's thoughts swirled with ecstasy as waves of pleasure washed over her. As she neared the peak of her c***x, her mind drifted to the idea of teaching her partner a few new tricks to make their next sx even more exhilarating. The following afternoon, her phone's abrupt ringing pulled her from her dreams. As Rosa reached for it, the man beside her tightened his embrace around her waist, holding her as if she were a precious treasure he was determined to protect. Rosa pushed gently at his arm, feeling the hard, defined muscles beneath her fingers. Her mind wandered back to their passionate night. She recalled the intensity of their sx, with her legs wrapped around his arms, her hips cradled by his powerful hands as they transitioned from the couch to the floor and finally to the bed. It wasn't just his strength that impressed her. Rosa brushed her lips, remembering how his touch-like that of a skilled magician-had left her tingling with every caress. Her hand wandered down, pleased to find his number two still standing strong, a testament to the pleasure he had given her. Rosa smiled, satisfied with his stamina and the energy he brought to their shared moments. The relentless buzz of her phone cut through the morning haze, prompting Rosa to gently disengage from the entangled sheets and the man's arms. "What's all the fuss about?" Rosa mumbled, her voice a breathless whisper, roughened by the night's c*l delights. Her gaze swept over him, taking in the evidence of the tumultuous night that had brought her to this point. His face was buried in the pillow, only his regal brows and sculpted nose betraying his presence. Rosa's eyes traced the lines of perfection carved into his features, a fleeting thought crossing her mind about perhaps not letting last night's plaything slip through her fingers. But as she was about to resign herself to this whim, her assistant's voice broke the silence. Her assistant said, his words tiptoeing over the line, "Sorry to disturb, Ms. Everly, but Mr. Sterling mentioned something about the company not running as smoothly as it should. He's waiting for you at home. I know he's your ex-husband, but privacy issues aside, it's just a business call..." "I understand. I'll handle it," Rosa said with a cold laugh, her tone dripping with disdain. Their families were still tangled in a web of shared interests. She was more than ready to deal with that piece of trash. With a decisive click, she ended the call and headed to the bathroom. The mirror reflected her image back at her-a vision of delicate beauty, like a flower in bloom. Yet, the soft radiance was marred by the lingering h***s of last night's passion, each traced a vivid reminder of their intense desire. When she emerged, her hair wrapped in a towel, the man had already stirred. He stood by the window, a towel slung low on his hips, smoking nonchalantly with his back turned. Rosa let her eyes roam over his physique with unabashed admiration. His broad shoulders and narrow waist sculpted a perfect V, muscles rippling under his skin with every slight movement. He resembled a satiated lion, leisurely surveying his territory. She wondered, 'How a man with such allure ends up working at Neon Mirage?' But the thought was quickly brushed aside. Neon Mirage was Phenara City's most prestigious nightclub, renowned for pairing clients with their perfect bedmates. The place was a playground of indulgence and fantasy, where everyone was a star in their own right. "Your name's Samuel, right?" Rosa called out, her tone brisk. The man didn't turn around, still gazing out the window. Rosa, eager to make her exit, didn't let his rudeness bother her. Rosa said, placing a check on the nightstand with a decisive slap. "Last night was quite an experience. I'd give your service a five-star review. And a little tip - next time, keep the smoke away from me." With that, she walked out the door. Once the door clicked shut behind her, the man finally turned. He picked up the check, examining it with a flick of his fingers, his eyes catching sight of the number on the paper. A smirk appeared on his face. "Next time, huh?" Just as he was pondering this, a sharply dressed man entered the room. "Mr. Madox, Mr. Thomas Madox is adamant about throwing a grand party to celebrate your return. He's insisting on inviting all the bigwigs." The so-called Mr. Madox's expression hardened as he dismissed the subordinate. "I have some personal matters to attend to. We'll deal with the party arrangements later." His gaze drifted back to the check with a smirk. He mused, 'Rosa, when we meet again, I'm sure you won't be mistaken about my name, right?' Chapter 2 Wrong Guy Before Rosa went to see her ex-husband, she made a stop at Neon Mirage. She knew the rules—if she wanted to keep that man around, she couldn’t bypass their manager. She had to clear it with the club. But something felt off. Sitting in the VIP lounge, arms crossed tightly, she frowned at the tall, skinny boy in front of her. He looked barely twenty, dressed in a white shirt and jeans, the quintessential image of a well-behaved student. He kept his eyes locked on his sneakers, clearly avoiding her gaze. A headache began to throb at Rosa's temples. "So, you're Samuel?" Rosa asked, her eyes narrowing with skepticism. "Yes," Samuel answered, glancing up momentarily before quickly lowering his head again. Rosa's frustration grew. This was all wrong. She'd been so drunk the previous night that she hadn't paid much attention to the man's appearance. This morning's hasty departure had left her with only a blurry memory of his face. Samuel might have had a similar hair color and profile, but his build and demeanor were entirely different. The man she recalled was a commanding presence - more lion than a kitten. "You're not him," Rosa said decisively. Both Samuel and her assistant were taken aback. The assistant's face went pale, his anxiety palpable. "Ms. Everly, he's the only Samuel listed in Neon Mirage." Surprisingly, the timid Samuel found a sudden surge of courage. He grabbed her hand. "Please, I really need this money. My dad's in the hospital with lung cancer, and I'm still in school, drowning in student loans..." Rosa turned her head, studying the boy's unexpected outburst. Samuel hesitated, like a gun with a jammed barrel, but then pressed on with growing desperation. "Please, don't send me away! I'll be whoever you need me to be. I'll give it my all. I just need the money..." Rosa sighed, her heart twitching with sympathy for the boy's plight. She remembered her own struggles after losing her father, watching her mother fall ill, and feeling utterly powerless. At least the boy's father was still alive. Rosa pulled out her checkbook and lifted the boy’s chin with her finger, making him look at her. His eyes were wide and innocent, like a helpless deer. Rosa scratched his chin playfully, like she was teasing a kitten. “Please me, and I’ll help treat your father.” Gratitude filled the boy’s eyes as he kissed the back of her hand. Rosa was tempted to tease him a little longer, but her ex-husband was already pushing her to meet up. With some regret, she left Neon Mirage. As she pulled out of the parking lot, a sleek black SUV passed by her car. The man in the backseat looked out the window calmly, his hawk-like eyes observing the scene outside. “Sorry, boss, I was driving too slow,” the driver said, feeling a chill run down his spine but still doing his duty. “Should we follow Ms. Everly and tell her that you’re the one she’s spending the night with?” “No need,” the man waved it off. Last night, he had told her a fake name for personal reasons to get into Neon Mirage, and unexpectedly met an interesting woman. They had a wonderful night together, and today he had planned to keep playing the part. Unfortunately, he was late, and this pleasant misunderstanding couldn’t continue. But they would have another chance to meet. He unlocked his phone and looked at an auction catalog, where one of the items up for bid was an estate bearing the name Everly. His voice took on a dangerous edge. "I may have missed my chance this time, but Ms. Everly will be the one begging to see me soon." In the wealthy district of Phenara City, a red sports car pulled up in front of a beautiful villa. Rosa stepped out, looking at her former home with disgust. She hated Elijah’s pretense. When they were still married, no matter how much she cried or yelled, Elijah never came home, always busy playing around outside. Now, after the divorce, Elijah wanted to meet at the house!? “What do you want?” Rosa walked through the door, and asked Elijah bluntly, who was waiting in the living room. To her surprise, the moment he saw her, Elijah suddenly lost it. He jumped up from the couch and shouted, “Rosa, where were you last night? Why didn’t you come home?” Rosa was stunned by her ex-husband’s shamelessness. They were divorced! The house was hers! Not only had he failed to move out on time, but now he dared to accuse her, trying to shift the blame once again!? Furious, Rosa let out a cold laugh. “If you’ve got something to say, just say it already. Just stop this pathetic game.” Elijah was taken aback. He had expected her to explain herself, to apologize, so he could move on to his real request. But there was no going back now, so Elijah forced down his discomfort and explained his reason for calling her. “There’s an issue with the Kayla’s project. I need you to take care of it. You know it’s a very important deal for both our families…” “Me? Take care of it? Have you lost your mind, Elijah?” Rosa was so furious at his audacity that she couldn't help but laugh. “Your girlfriend is the one in charge of the project—I’m just your ex-wife!” “Have you gone crazy?” Rosa pointed a finger at Elijah’s face, shouting. “You stole the project from me and handed it to your sweetheart like a gift!” Elijah frowned, wanting to say something, but before he could, several people in business attire walked through the door, followed by an unfamiliar couple. Shocked by the sudden intrusion, Elijah shifted focus. “Who are you people?” Rosa sneered, brushing her hair back, regaining her composure and elegance. She stood across from Elijah, her tone cool with disgust. “They’re the realtor and buyers here to check out the house. The court awarded me this property, and I’m free to sell it.” “Rosa, you’re selling our lovely home?” Elijah’s disbelief was clear. “What did you expect? We’re divorced. What am I supposed to do, keep it around just to disgust myself?” Rosa raised an eyebrow, pointing to the door. “Now, get out of my house!” Her final warning was sharp. “Now.” Elijah’s face flushed with anger and humiliation, but he had no choice. He handed over the keys and left in a hurry. After dealing with Elijah and wrapping up the sale of the house, Rosa finally felt a bit of relief. But no sooner had she relaxed when her personal cellphone buzzed. The number wasn’t one she recognized. A message popped up from the unfamiliar digits: “How did you enjoy last night?” Rosa couldn’t help but smile, thinking about the fun she had and the mix-up that followed today. “Interesting,” she replied. But in the next moment, she froze. She would never have given a hookup her personal number! That phone number was for family and close friends only. And she was sure this person wasn’t from either group. So who was he, and how had he gotten her private number? A chill crept up Rosa’s spine as she realized this man’s background might be far more complicated than she had thought. Chapter 3 Can't Wait to See the Look The Madox family, Phenara City's most influential clan, was hosting this year's charity auction. They seemed to be in high spirits, throwing an extravagant event and offering several priceless items for bid. The city's elite turned out in droves. Rosa, dazzling in a glamorous evening gown, reveled in the attention she commanded. She'd left her nominal lover, Samuel, at home, choosing instead to bring her assistant, Sebastian Moore. From her second-floor private box, Rosa flipped through the auction catalog. A breathtaking emerald necklace caught her eye. ''That could make a lovely birthday gift for Mom,' Rosa thought, mentally noting it for her shopping list. As she continued flipping through the pages, her finger stopped on the penultimate entry. There it was - Vintage-style Everly Estate, built a century ago by the family's viscount himself. This was the crown jewel of her evening's pursuit. Memories of carefree days spent there before her father's death came flooding back. She could almost feel the lush green lawns underfoot and see the vibrant red roses blooming in the garden. In the adjacent Box 9, a man in a tuxedo turned to the final page of the catalog. The auction house owner hovered nearby, bowing and scraping. "Mr. Madox, as per your instructions, we've replaced the final lot." "Well done." The man nodded in approval. Then, the auction house owner backed out of the box, his face beaming with satisfaction. The bidding for the emerald necklace kicked off at 300 thousand dollars. Rosa, fixated on securing the Everly Estate, decided to expedite the process. She jumped straight to the estimated value of the emerald necklace, hoping to wrap things up quickly. "500 thousand!" Her voice had barely faded when someone raised their paddle again. The auctioneer declared, "One million dollars. Mr. Sterling bids one million." Rosa thought, smirking to herself, 'dayum Elijah!' Without hesitation, she doubled the bid. "Two million." "Two and a half million." Elijah countered swiftly. "Five million." Rosa shot back without hesitation. "Five point five million," Elijah immediately responded. The bids flew back and forth, quickly rocketing well beyond the necklace's estimated value. Sebastian cautiously interjected, "Ms. Everly... You don't need to do this because of a scumbag..." Rosa flashed her assistant a reassuring smile. "I know. But if he's holding a grudge, I don't mind giving him another reason to hate me." The auctioneer's gavel crashed down with a thunderous boom. "Sold! To Mr. Sterling for this exquisite emerald necklace!" Far from crestfallen, Rosa wore a sly smirk as she glanced in Elijah's direction. Her scheme had unfolded flawlessly. The elites of Phenara City had just witnessed Elijah, scion of the Sterling family, tumble headlong into his ex-wife's glaringly obvious snare. He'd paid through the nose - eleven times over - for what amounted to little more than a glittering bauble. The socialites would be tittering behind their hands about this empty-headed fool for weeks to come. As the auction marched on, Rosa nonchalantly lifted her paddle for items that caught her fancy, more for appearances than any genuine desire to win. But when the Everly Estate materialized on the screen, she snapped to attention, her body coiled like a panther ready to pounce. This wasn't just any property. Nestled in one of Phenara City's most iconic parks, the historic Everly Estate was a crown jewel being reluctantly relinquished by its struggling caretakers to keep the wolves from the door. The starting bid flashed up: a cool 88 million. Without missing a beat, Rosa's voice rang out clear and strong. "200 million." Her paddle shot up, a flag of unwavering determination. She thought, 'Come hell or high water, I'll reclaim what is rightfully mine!' A hush fell over the opulent ballroom. The assembled glitterati held their collective breath, not daring to challenge Rosa, the indomitable head of the Everly Group. But then, from the shadows, a familiar voice piped up. It was none other than Elijah, the man Rosa had so ruthlessly cast aside and humiliated. "250 million," Elijah retorted, his tone oozing self-satisfaction. Rosa rolled her eyes. Sure, the Sterling family was swimming in cash, and Elijah was their prized heir. But he was still just a pampered trust-fund kid, barely calling his own shots. Rosa thought, 'How can his pocket change even compete with me, the head of the Everly family?' "500 million." Rosa fired back, unfazed. This was her own money, after all. "550." Elijah countered smoothly, his gaze unflinching. Rosa's instincts were on high alert. Something wasn't right. She thought, 'The Sterling family isn't exactly known for being reckless with their wealth, especially not with their bumbling heir at the helm. Unless... they are really determined to secure this estate?' No way was she letting them edge her out. "560 million," Rosa replied, her voice steady despite the adrenaline surging through her. She was pushing the limits, testing their resolve. Her ceiling was 843.67 million - every last cent she had at her disposal. "561 million." Elijah drawled, nudging the bid up by the smallest increment. Rosa's mind raced. She thought, 'Is the Sterling family stretching their limits too?' "600 million," Rosa declared, hoping to cut through the tension and bring this nerve-wracking game to an end. Every second spent locked in this twisted bidding war with Elijah made her skin crawl. "601 million," Elijah said, inching up the bid by the smallest increment possible. "Go to hell!" Rosa shot back, her patience evaporating. That jerk was playing her like a fool! "850 million!" In a last-ditch effort, Rosa threw everything she had into the pot, including some borrowed funds. She couldn't believe the Sterling family had deeper pockets. "One billion," Elijah said, his tone icy and composed. He knew he had Rosa on the ropes. He silently congratulated himself for his family's foresight in investing in tourism. Elijah was grinning from ear to ear. If he won, Rosa would be left with nothing but embarrassment. A billion-dollar bid made for a far juicier story than a mere five million. Rosa fumed internally, thinking, 'dayum it! At one billion, I'll be forced to sell off shares in my own company - my very leverage within the organization.' She daydreamed of using a baseball bat to smash Elijah's arrogant face. The auctioneer began his countdown. "Going once, one billion." This was her only chance to secure the family estate! If Elijah won, he'd never let it go. It was do or die. Rosa clenched her jaw, preparing to say, "One billion and..." But before she could finish, the auctioneer's voice cut through the tension. "Two billion! The bidder in Box 9 offers two billion." A hush fell over the room. Rosa's heart plummeted. She thought, 'Two billion... There is no way I can scrape together that kind of cash before the auction ends.' She instinctively glanced over at Box 9. Rosa wondered, 'Who is this enigmatic new bidder next to me? As long as it isn't Elijah, there is still a sliver of hope.' "Two billion, going once. Twice. Three times." The auctioneer's gavel came down with finality. "Sold!" Then, the staff brought the deed to Box 9. The man inside accepted it, but instead of sealing the deal immediately, he turned his gaze towards Rosa's box. He murmured with a smirk, "Rosa Everly, I can't wait to see the look on your face when you find out who I am." Rosa, meanwhile, was locked onto the neighboring box. For a brief, charged moment, their eyes locked across the space. Chapter 4 The Invatation Rosa was practically buzzing with impatience as the auction dragged on. Without a moment to spare, she sprinted to the neighboring box, her heart pounding in her chest. She took a steadying breath, plastered on her brightest smile, and knocked on the opulent mahogany door. "Hello, I'm..." Rosa started, but the door swung open silently, revealing a waiter in a tuxedo. Unfazed, Rosa continued, "I'm Rosa Everly from the adjacent box. I happen to share a surname with the estate you just acquired." The waiter gave a courteous bow. "Ms. Everly, I'm sorry, but the occupant has already left." "Oh?" Rosa's smile wavered for a heartbeat before it snapped back into place. She leaned into the box, hoping for a glimpse of any useful details. With practiced ease, she removed her Bulgari bracelet and subtly extended it towards the waiter. "My AC is acting up in my box. Any chance we could switch to this one?" “Sorry.” the attendant said. “I’m here to pass on a message from the owner of this private room. He added the final auction item at the last minute.” Rosa’s eyes brightened, and she turned around, giving the waiter a warm smile. “Thank you!” she replied sincerely. While Rosa was busy talking with the attendant, the owner of room nine had already left the auction house. In the back seat of his car, Julian Madox held his phone at arm’s length, clearly annoyed by the shouting coming from the other end. “Julian Madox! If I don’t see you tonight, don’t bother coming back any more!” The furious voice of an older man rang out before abruptly hanging up. “Turn around,” Julian instructed the driver as he ended the call. His gaze was sharp and intense. After a moment, he leaned back and let out a slow breath. “I forgive you.” If it hadn’t been for his father’s call, he would have been in that room, reconnecting with her. He would’ve brought up that night and playfully teased her about the mix-up. But Rosa Everly—why did you have to be Elijah’s ex-wife? With the complicated relationships between the Madox, Sterling, and Everly families, everything he was planning for this reunion could easily turn into a weapon against them in the future. Back in her private room, Rosa was lost in thought with the new clue she’d just received. Before she could process it all, her phone rang—it was her mother. “Rosa, the Madoxs are hosting a banquet this weekend, and Julian will be there,” her mother’s voice was so gentle. “Even though we’re not in-laws with the Madoxs anymore since your divorce, it’s still important to show up out of respect.” “Sure, Mom, I’ll go,” Rosa replied absentmindedly, still thinking about the auction. Then her mother’s emphasis on the name caught her attention. “Wait, Julian?” “He’s your Grandpa Thomas’ youngest son. You should call him Uncle Julian,” her mother said with a hint of a smile in her voice. “He’s been abroad for years, and now that he’s finally back home, Thomas is thrilled. He sent invitations to everyone in Phenara City.” Her mother continued, “You know, Grandpa Thomas was so good to you all these years isn’t just because you were married into the family.” Rosa understood that. Her relationship with Thomas Madox—and even with the Madox family—was something she had built herself. When she was 17, she’d snuck out with friends and stopped to help someone whose car had broken down. She found the driver unconscious and rushed him to the hospital. It was only when a crowd gathered at the hospital that she realized the man she’d saved was the head of the Madox family, one of the most influential families in Phenara City. Thomas was incredibly grateful, and years later, when Rosa’s father passed away and her relatives from the Everly side tried to take their assets, it was Thomas who stepped in, protecting their wealth with a trust fund and keeping the vultures at bay. “Don’t forget what I said,” her mother reminded her again. Rosa was about to brush it off when the auctioneer’s voice caught her attention. “And now, for our final auction item—a private collection from one of our distinguished guests.” Rosa quickly hung up the phone, straightening up in her seat. But was this person for real? Though the little rabbit was crafted from high-quality rosewood, the craftsmanship left much to be desired. It was a wooden rabbit sculpture that looked like something a child could have carved, yet the starting bid was set at a staggering one million dollars. The crowd murmured in confusion, unsure of the auction house's intentions. However, Rosa stayed sharp. She recognized that the rabbit was a clue from the occupant of Box 9 and couldn't afford to let anyone else snap it up. But, she didn't make a move, wary of provoking Elijah and a few other bored individuals who might create unnecessary trouble for her. As the seconds ticked by with no bids, she raised her paddle just as the auctioneer was about to declare it unsold. "One million," Rosa declared firmly. "Sold!" The gavel came down decisively. The rabbit was quickly delivered to Rosa, who examined it closely. There was something oddly familiar about it, but she pushed that thought aside. Instead, her attention was drawn to the accompanying note: Bach Hotel, Room 3303. Rosa's heart skipped a beat. That room was where she had spent that unforgettable night with the imposing man she could never forget. Rosa's mind was in overdrive. She thought, 'Could the man in Box 9 be the same one I've crossed paths with before? He seems to know all about the Everly Estate and the Sterling family's scheming. Why would he help me? If he has two billion, why was he masquerading as a waiter in Neon Mirage? And if he is so keen to continue our connection, why didn't he come face to face with me when we were just a room apart?' She rubbed her temples, trying to piece it all together. Rosa's thoughts churned as she pondered the situation. 'Is the owner of Room 9 trying to use the night to blackmail me? But why would he? I'm divorced, not involved in any scandalous affair. My reputation and my company are intact. Does he have another reason to keep me away? Was there something more between us?' Her mind was a jumble of confusion. Then, Rosa called out to her assistant, handing over the rabbit and the note, "Sebastian, I need you to dig into this trinket and find out who stayed in that hotel room. Also, keep an eye on my relatives! The Everly Estate isn't up for grabs." Meanwhile, in the parking lot, a sleek black sedan smoothly cruised past Rosa's red sports car. In the backseat, a man held his phone at arm's length, grimacing at the booming voice on the other end. "You ungrateful brat! Get your bottom back here! You've been back for days and haven't even seen your old man!" In stark contrast, Rosa's mother, Alice Everly, spoke with soothing warmth, "The Madox family is throwing a banquet this weekend. Julian will be there, too. Even though you're no longer tied to them after your divorce from Elijah, it's still important to show up." Rosa replied absentmindedly, her thoughts still tangled in the auction, "Sure, Mom. I'll be there." Then, she registered her mother's emphasis. "Julian?" Alice said with a chuckle, "That's right, Thomas' favorite youngest son. He's been overseas for years, but now he's finally back for good. Thomas is ecstatic, throwing a big party and inviting everyone in Phenara City. You know, Rosa, Thomas' kindness to you all these years isn't just because you were married to his adopted daughter's son." Rosa knew her favorable standing with Thomas and the Madox family was entirely her own doing. At seventeen, she'd snuck out to meet friends and stumbled upon a broken-down car. When she stopped to help, she found the driver unconscious. Without a second thought, she rushed him to the hospital, her heart racing. It wasn't until later, amidst a whirlwind of well-wishers, that she realized she had saved none other than Thomas Madox, the patriarch of Phenara City's oldest and most prestigious family. Thomas never forgot her act of heroism. When Rosa's father passed away and unscrupulous relatives tried to plunder the Everly family's fortune, Thomas stepped in. He ensured the assets were placed in a trust fund, protecting them from greedy hands. "Remember that, dear," Alice said gently. "Don't worry, Mom. Love you." On the other side, however, the atmosphere was far less warm. "If I don't see you tonight, don't even think about coming back!" The old man's voice crackled through the phone before he slammed it down. "Turn around," the man in the backseat said coldly to his driver, closing the call screen. The driver responded with a curt nod, "Yes, sir." As they drove beneath a streetlamp, the driver's face was briefly illuminated. Had Rosa been there, she would have recognized him as the waiter from Box 9. The driver ventured, "Mr. Madox, I'm sorry, but I told Ms. Everly that you added the final auction item." The man's eyes narrowed, his gaze intense. After a protracted silence, he reclined, shut his eyes, and let out a deep breath. "I forgive you." Every step he'd taken to arrange this reunion might potentially be used against them in the future. He realized his folly - he shouldn't have pursued a deeper connection with Rosa beyond their familial ties. Chapter 5 Nightmare The Madox family had spared no expense for Julian's welcome party. Thomas had gone to extremes, wishing he could polish every single leaf on the estate until they gleamed. Rosa, trying to steer clear of the Sterling family, timed her arrival at the Madox Mansion to perfection. But her attempt at a discreet entrance was abruptly interrupted when a splash of vibrant yellow swooped in from behind. Hannah Madox's exuberant voice rang out as she pulled Rosa aside. "Rosa! Sweetie, I need a huge favor. You've got to tell everyone we've been inseparable lately, got it?" Rosa immediately understood. Hannah's tardiness meant she'd been out partying rather than helping with the setup. "Come on, spill it. Where have you been? I need the whole story to cover for you," Rosa urged. Hannah tossed her hair with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Maldiva Islands... Met a few... no, an incredibly charming guy." Rosa said with resignation, "Your family must be used to your lifestyle by now. What are you afraid of?" Hannah's tone shifted to one of dread mixed with admiration. "But Uncle Julian is back! He's the ultimate nightmare for all us kids in the Madox family." "That bad, huh?" Rosa's curiosity was piqued. Hannah looked as though she might explode. "Nightmare doesn't even begin to cover it! He's barely older than me, but I have to call him 'uncle'. At school, his name is practically legendary. Everyone's always comparing me to this perfect Julian, Mr. Untouchable." She ran her fingers through her hair anxiously. "And get this - he's a ruthless tyrant at home and work, but to the outside world, he's practically Prince Charming! The whole school adores him, and he's never even had a scandal. He's been the boogeyman for all us, a nightmare we'd rather forget. You dodged a bullet by not going to our school, Rosa. Otherwise, you'd have been hearing 'Julian this, Julian that' day in, day out. We finally caught a break when he went abroad, but now he's back! I've got to be on my best behavior, or I'll never hear the end of it from my friends about letting Uncle Julian down." “An orange Hermès Kelly in lizard texture,” Rosa said, naming her price. “Done!” Hannah agreed without hesitation. “As long as we can keep it a secret!” “Keep what a secret?” Rosa and Hannah turned to see Grandpa Thomas approaching with a man beside him. Thomas was all smiles. “I heard Hannah got into some trouble, so I rushed right over!” “Grandpa!” Hannah said, clinging to Thomas’s arm and putting on a sweet act. “Your granddaughter has been such a good girl this month, spending all her time with Rosa learning about business.” Rosa didn’t hear what Hannah just had said; all her attention was fixed on the man Thomas had brought over. He looked to be in his thirties, with sharp, defined features and an air of calm authority that made him seem like a god from Greek mythology. When he caught sight of her, surprise flickered in his deep-set eyes, which glimmered with a cold intensity. Rosa's heart started racing for no apparent reason. It wasn’t attraction or admiration; it felt more like being prey in the sights of a predator. Julian Madox. In that instant, Rosa recognized him—the youngest son of Thomas Madox, the most enigmatic second-generation member of the Madox family. Just as Rosa was about to say something, his gaze slid past her. His profile was striking, reminiscent of an ancient Greek sculpture, which felt oddly familiar. Before she could place him, an annoying voice interrupted her thoughts. “Rosa, you finally made it! Elijah and I are getting engaged—hope you’re not upset!” Rosa turned to face the speaker. Kayla, Elijah's lover. With a cold smile, Rosa replied, “You don’t get to call me Rosa.” She knew Kayla’s friendliness was just a way to manipulate her. Kayla, a mistress, was in a tricky position here, and her greeting was meant to show everyone that she and Rosa were on good terms, as if she had earned Rosa’s forgiveness. That way, when she married Elijah, she wouldn’t look too bad in the headlines in Phenara City. Rosa scoffed, “You slept with my husband and now you're pretending like nothing happened? Are you serious?” Kayla’s expression soured as Rosa spoke nothing but the truth. Kayla always claimed that she started pursuing Elijah only after Rosa and Elijah divorced, but Rosa knew they had been an item long before that! In fact, on the night of Rosa’s wedding, Elijah had reached out to Kayla to comfort her! “I didn’t!” Kayla put on her usual facade, feigning innocent. “You can’t just slander us because you have issues with me!” “Really?” Julian chuckled lightly. “Weren’t you two already acquainted long before? In high school, Elijah even had a Sterling family crest ring he wanted to give you.” “How do you know that?” Kayla gasped, taken aback. That was her secret with Elijah! “You shameless bast3rds,” Hannah chimed in, defending her friend. “We don’t want you here!” Julian waved his hand, and a Madox family servant politely escorted Kayla out. “Thank you,” Rosa said to the three Madoxs. “Sorry for causing you trouble.” “Speaking of trouble,” Julian turned to Hannah, “what exactly are you trying to hide from Rosa?” “Don’t mention it” Hannah said. “Let me take a guess,” the man said, smiling and showing off his handsome features. “Is it about drunken nights in Phantasm or couples’ diving in the Maldives?” Bingo. In that moment, Rosa understood why Hannah viewed her uncle as a nightmare. To him, they were practically transparent. Chapter 6 Unknown Shadows Rosa gaped, thinking, 'How could he possibly be so informed? Didn't he just return today?' With a clever feign of ignorance, she smoothly replied, "Oh, it was merely some crucial networking. Phenara City is really pushing to expand its tertiary sector, so we went out to conduct some market research." Julian looked at her with amused disbelief but chose not to press further. Thomas, who was well aware of the younger generation's penchant for fun and games, chuckled indulgently. "As long as you're taking the initiative, that's the main thing." Rosa flashed Thomas a grateful smile, about to respond, when Clara, Thomas' adopted daughter, approached with her son Elijah in tow. "Dad, Julian!" Clara cooed, latching onto Thomas' arm. Her gaze then fell on Rosa, and her voice turned syrupy sweet. "Oh, isn't this Elijah's ex-wife? Elijah, honey, say hello to Rosa." But Elijah seemed oblivious to his mother's urging. His eyes were locked on Rosa and Julian, a storm brewing in his expression. He thought, 'My ex-wife shacking up with that college boy Samuel wasn't enough? Now she's eyeing other men too? Was everything she ever told me a lie?' A cocktail of anger and jealousy roiled in Elijah's gut. Thomas, ever the diplomat, stepped in to defuse the tension. "Rosa, let me make a proper introduction. This is Julian, my youngest son. Since you're a close friend of Hannah's, treat him a family, just like she does." Thomas stepped in to defuse the tension with the Sterling family, making it clear that Rosa's presence at the gala had nothing to do with them. He aimed to prevent the Sterling family from making a fuss or using the situation against her. Rosa said with poise, extending her hand to Julian, "Rosa Everly. Pleasure to meet you, Julian." He shook her hand firmly yet gently. "Julian Madox. The pleasure's all mine, Rosa." To everyone's surprise, Julian then drew Rosa into a light, warm embrace. "It's truly a delight to meet you," Julian murmured, his deep, velvety voice sending a pleasant shiver down Rosa's spine. "May I have this dance?" Julian asked, bowing slightly with one hand extended, the other tucked behind his back in a charming gesture. "I'd be honored," Rosa replied, placing her hand in his. She sensed Julian was offering her a graceful escape from the Sterling family's pettiness. As they floated onto the dance floor, neither of them noticed the fury burning in Elijah's eyes. He thought, 'She was the one who pursued me first! She practically begged for our marriage! And now she can't even look at me?' Elijah's fists clenched in barely contained rage. Rosa whispered as they swayed to the music, "Thank you, Julian. For rescuing me just in time." Julian's rich voice rumbled above her. "My pleasure. Happy to be of service." As the song drew to a close, Julian followed etiquette with a kiss on her hand and gently released her from his embrace. Rosa gracefully stepped back, only to be met by Sebastian, who approached with urgency etched into his features. "Ms. Everly, Samuel just called. There's been a break-in at your villa. The place has been ransacked." Her eyes turned to cold steel as she absently reached for a cocktail from a passing tray. "Is Samuel hurt?" Sebastian shook his head. "No, he said he's fine - just some minor injuries he can manage. But he did mention... it was the Sterling family's people who did it." Rosa barked, downing her cocktail in a single gulp before rattling off the address, "Get a doctor over to Emerald Villa, I'm heading there myself." Sebastian's expression turned worried. "What about today's gala?" Rosa's gaze was steely as she looked towards the grand hall. "It's just a party. Samuel's life could be on the line." She added with a glance towards the cheerful Sterling family, "I'll tell Thomas later. They're going to pay for this." At Emerald Villa, Rosa found Samuel battered and bruised, with a broken finger among his injuries. Her personal physician was already at work, tending to his wounds. "I'm staying the night," Rosa declared firmly. She continued, settling beside him, "They won't dare show up again with me here. You need to rest." Samuel's voice was barely audible, tinged with guilt. "I'm so sorry for causing trouble. They told me if I valued my life, I should get as far away from you as possible. They're out to hurt you." Rosa's mind flashed back to the confrontation at the Madox Mansion. "I know. This is on me; they're targeting me. The Sterling family is nothing but bullies who prey on the weak. Once you're healed, there's a job waiting for you at my company." Samuel's eyes widened in disbelief. Rosa said with a playful smirk, "A finance prodigy from Crestwood University, aren't you? You didn't think I'd keep someone around without checking their background, did you? How would you like a chance to get even?" Samuel was overwhelmed by emotion. This woman had not only helped save his father and allowed him to continue his studies but now offered to help him reclaim his dignity. He looked at her as if she were a goddess sent from the heavens. Samuel thought to himself, 'Oh, goddess, please shower me with your mercy.' Rosa, with a phone in one hand and her other gently ruffling his hair, said softly, "Get some rest." Samuel asked, his disappointment palpable, "You're leaving? I thought you said you'd stay." Rosa shook her head, regret in her eyes. "I'm sorry, but I have to break that promise. Sebastian will stay with you; he's just as good as me being here." Changing into a business suit, Rosa left. She couldn't reveal the real reason for her departure to Samuel. Just now, as she prepared to stay, she received a new message from the unknown number. It contained two images: one of the Everly Estate deed and another of a familiar room number. Standing in front of room 3303 at the Bach Hotel, Rosa knocked softly. The door wasn't locked, swinging open a crack at her touch. The room beyond was shrouded in darkness. Taking a deep breath, Rosa gripped the handle, pushed the door open, and stepped into the unknown shadows that awaited her. ... Open the app and continue reading the rest of the story . 👉 (It will automatically jump to the book when you open the app)	INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	https://www.dreame.com/story/646012160-professor-i	Novelclub-online	https://www.facebook.com/100091719427096/	4,028	1969-12-31 18:00	Install now	dreame.com	IMAGE	After splitting up with her cheating ex-husband, Anna had a wild and passionate night with a handsome guy and it was just perfect! Anna decided to keep this man by paying him, but the guy was so mysterious and only met her in dark rooms. "Room 3303. You know what I mean." At the same time, an amazin...	https://www.dreame.com/story/646012160-professor-in-daylight--s-x-freak-in-nighttime?utm_source=facebook_ads_wapofficial&utm_campaign=Double-dreame-en-winnie-newtest-facebook-0-cpc-6117846-stfcy-241125周-1129-yw-01-6117846	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468882622_504217449308985_251563625401292552_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=P6p4xV_85wIQ7kNvgF5KWXi&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AgLWYJ-ALp2dWRN2qz5RBej&oh=00_AYAuWQmgHsRf5ywrMRYW893HZBG0kEfGLrf51fvgoQcL6A&oe=67516792	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Novelclub-online	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,458	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560450}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:28	active	1942	BEST CHRISTMAS GIFT UNDER $10	EXCLUSIVE: 1-DAY SALE! 🚨 50% OFF TODAY ONLY on Facebook! All we ask is you SHARE THIS POST TO BE FAIR - we lose money if you don't! 😊 • Millions of happy customers i❤️ • Billions of plastic bags saved ♻️ AS SEEN ON TV WITH SHARK TANKS HOST Don't love it? Keep it free - that's our guarantee! 😊 Text "SALE" to 227226 for exclusive deals & updates! ALMOST OUT OF STOCK ⏰ WE PROMISE TO ALWAYS OVER DELIVER AND WE APPRECIATE ALL THE SUPPORT OVER THE YEARS CARCANS FOREVER ❤️ Don’t Forget to share this post it helps so much	ORDER_NOW	http://www.carcan.com/	CarCan	https://www.facebook.com/CarCanOnline/	14,180	1969-12-31 18:00	Order Now	carcan.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	http://www.carcan.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467866050_1565651124151760_8245383250460466873_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XSS-GZF_LXAQ7kNvgEANTBH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=A_xXAfrK5iMqgqMUv5sWfTP&oh=00_AYDfkxZiLzofqk7axP5x8igG3PKiAzc1UT3pWiJ4jGrJbg&oe=67516D12	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	CarCan	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,863	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560861}'	No	2024-11-30 18:33	active	1942	Play or get your black card revoked.	Get the latest game just in time for the holiday party or get yelled out for reneging in spades 😌 your choice.	SHOP_NOW	https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DH8B3JHY	Cards For All People	https://www.facebook.com/blackcardrevoked/	13,339	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	blackcardrevoked.com	DCO	It's time to shake 💩 up with the latest Black Card Revoked game. Celebrate the fact that we're all getting a little bit older, wiser, and sexier with the game full of shade, laughs, and inevitable debates.	https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DH8B3JHY	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468812132_933191294808588_2017925044655026536_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0fcfPhTDyjEQ7kNvgFOdt1A&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AAlzBZIlDu6emuofLe0lp8B&oh=00_AYAVSnW_WgYMaX83ZMxlyV66xAoaT6cwaovxF4QXolcGGA&oe=675161F1	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Cards For All People	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,090	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2560003}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:24	active	1942	The Vampire And His Blood Wife👉👉👉	The Vampire And His Blood Wife ONLY on Drama Time.🎬 Don't miss out! Watch the series you've been wanting to see. No regrets, just pure entertainment! #Must SeeTV #No Regrets #Watch Now	WATCH_MORE		Romantic Love	https://www.facebook.com/61557838064349/	346	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch More		DCO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/460844654_1586091338786756_7335652434014015276_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p5v7EHToq4YQ7kNvgHdRIGy&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AnId_PF0YT5nv7qZh7MVAfF&oh=00_AYDOHiyxypx0K7G_EuRCJ037LWd3Hk5aqcR5tYQx48VhUw&oe=6751917A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Romantic Love	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,561,262	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2561263}'	Yes	2024-11-30 18:37	active	1942	❤️🔥Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby	Kelly's POV Was it a blessing to marry your best friend? I was not very sure what Pierce thought but marrying him was a dream come true for me. And now what was more exciting, we were going to welcome our first child. “It’s a good thing you’re cautious. You could’ve lost your baby, Miss Monroe.” The GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. I subconsciously touched my belly, and still couldn't believe a baby was lying there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce! My best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? Would he kiss me and all? God! I couldn’t contain my happiness. I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the moment I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially when our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we had sex, he was considerate but cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we were not ready. This baby, in a way, was out of plan. My mind was becoming restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him? What if Pierce was still not ready for the baby? "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the Boss?" My private driver Luke asked worriedly as he noticed my frown face. Luke was reliable like a family but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He's my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on the flight. I'll talk to him later myself." So that I could sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling, he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only an unrequited love, I knew it well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce is my first love but I'm not his. In high school, I was only a boring nerd in other's eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining Quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though enmity rose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't want just to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head trying to get rid of those sad old memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was past. Pierce said they were over and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby now. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed down as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. It wasn't as luxurious as his family's villa but cozy. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him and he would prize me with a sweet kiss. And then we might have passionate sex like what he gave me the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first and then we could do something else instead. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion and my heart dropped when a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our life! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge in an attempt to calm myself with the aid of some alcohol. But the moment I touched the wine bottle, I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to get a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently but Pierce refused to quit from my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorway asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't say no when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me to enjoy the real world. To not ruin our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for another girl. I finally got up the courage to study abroad as I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me back. I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was harmed badly, by Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man to her, and how dared she harm him so badly! That witch! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except he was over with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It was so fcking hurt but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I would ruin myself in the process. I fell asleep at home feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I realized I had fallen asleep in the living area. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Peirce…” “Hmm,” he hummed as he walked towards the stairs. “Why did you sleep on the couch?” I stared at his face when he gently put me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. He was always so gentle and that was why I loved him so much. Even when making love, he was very considerate of my feelings. We'd been apart for over a month, my body missed him and my heart wanted him. “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you,” I said as I caressed his cheek. “Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me, is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn't want to ruin the moment. so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back in my stomach once again. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I will have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. The moment he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kiss, I panicked for some reason. I then quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, trying to make him touch me more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt that the only way I could feel at ease was to let him put himself inside me again. To make sure he was still mine. "Wait Kels," Yet he stopped me by pinning my crazy hands on the bed. "I thought you said you're sleepy and you need to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes but I didn't know why it faded soon. He used to be happy when I became the initiative one. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose, “I’ll just take a shower. I smell alcohol.” I just nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. “Hey!” I greeted and smiled when I realized what he’d done. He prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the bed. “Good morning.” I grinned as I sat on the bed. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up and tilted my head as I stared at his handsome face. His eyes are deep brown. His eyebrows were thick and black, complimenting his beautiful eyes. His nose was proud and pointed and his lips were red and thin. He literally looks like a sexy bad boy. Even Damon Salvatore would be embarrassed to stand beside him. No one stands a chance against this man. “What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy.” He didn’t laugh. He heaved a sigh and gently tucked my hair on my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. “I have something to tell you.” I felt my heart race. I thought about our baby in my womb. He’s got something to tell. I have something to tell him too. “W-What is it?” I asked as I felt my voice tremble. He took a deep sigh. “You know you’re important to me, right?” I slowly nodded with parted lips. I couldn’t answer. I’m scared of what he’s about to say. I have a bad feeling about this. “You were my best friend before we got married. You are one of the few people I treasure…” I hid my balled fists under the sheet. I don’t know why he’s telling me all this but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. “Kelly…” he paused and squeezed his eyes closed before he looked at me again in the eyes. “I-I think it’s time for us to divorce.” “P-Pierce…” I felt my heart clench. He smiled. “I know you don’t have feelings for me either. You just married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it’s time for our real happiness, Kelly.” I shook my head, “W-What are you talking about, Pierce?” “Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back.” Chapter 2 It Never Rains but It Pours Kelly’s POV I got off the bed and tried to leave but Pierce grabbed my hand. I immediately wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me and looked at my face as I tried so hard to look down and avoid his eyes. I felt my heart breaking into pieces. I thought… I thought I could make him fall in love with me within those three years together. I thought his feelings would level up and would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was stupid for hoping and dreaming so high. I failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love Lexi. “Kelly…” I sucked my breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I faked a smile, “I need to wash up before eating.” He stared into my eyes as if trying to figure out what I was thinking. I know he knew me too well so I tried so hard to hide my pain and smiled at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. “Okay. I’ll wait for you here. Let’s eat and go to work together.” Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along like he didn’t ask for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the way we were right after he told me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh Pierce, what was going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to stay in the seat of his best friend wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There's no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially when I'm carrying his baby. The baby...I had thought it was good news for us but now...it would be more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from getting his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child to grow up. My parents were divorced even before my mother died and the new family of my father hated me and it hurts like hell. I don’t want my baby to experience the same thing I felt. I need to keep my baby away from it. I faked a smile again. “We can’t. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models…” “I’ll go with you—” “No.” I pushed his hand. His eyes followed my hand before he lifted his face to look at me again. “You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?” “But…” “I have a personal driver, Pierce. I’ll be fine to go alone.” He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders were trembling really badly and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I need to be strong. I need to stay calm. I shouldn’t put my baby’s life on the line just because I got my heart broken. I have to deal with this smartly. I sucked my breath and finished my bath. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce was still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. “Hey! I picked your dress for today.” Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well and I used to enjoy these sweet moments but now, it was going to kill me. I grabbed the dress and went inside the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I faced him, his forehead was creased. I smiled. “I prefer red today. I’d feel beautiful in this dress.” His eyes went to the dress I was holding and his face immediately calmed down. He nodded and walked towards me. “I see. Help me fix this first.” I put my dress on his arm and started fixing his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision is becoming blurry again. Damn! “Kelly…” I jumped in shock. “Hmm?” “Are you okay?” I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah.” “I have another thing to say.” I finished fixing his tie so I immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before I walked past him and spoke… “Let’s just talk some other time. I'm going to be late.” I heard him sigh as he followed me again. I grabbed my underwear and got dressed while he was standing behind me. He’s silent the whole time as if he’s thinking about something. “You should eat before you leave.” I faced him and nodded. “I will. You should go now.” “Kelly, we’re on the same page, right?” I stared at him. No, Pierce. We’re never on the same page. All of these are just my stupid fantasies. I thought you had feelings for me and I was so wrong. “If it’s about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I’m really busy with the company. I will not run away.” “Kelly, I’m not just doing this for myself. I’m also doing this for you. You’ve been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you’re not happy because deep inside, you also want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will really love you. Not me. Not someone who’s half-hearted.” “I understand what you’re trying to say, Pierce,” I said and tried to turn my back but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything to capture my eyes and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. “You are my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you, Kels. You’re one of my few people…” “I know,” I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I calmed myself down. “I-I know. You don’t have to worry. I’m just stressed about work. It’s not about our divorce.” His lips parted and he slowly nodded as if he was able to breathe properly. He walked towards me and I froze when he gently kissed my forehead… “Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't you just tell him that you love him, Kelly? He's your husband and you're carrying his baby! Tell him and he might change his mind! I swallowed hard and was about to tell him but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. " I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke and he’s waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?” With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to suppress burst out again. Why would I think I could have a chance? He made his choice already the moment he asked for the divorce, didn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Stiff Upper Lip Kelly’s POV I entered the studio wearing just two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone was looking my way as I walked along the hallway. They’re all greeting me with a smile but my face remains stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning was still lingering in my head, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to adjust my condition. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. “We can’t! She’s not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She’d get mad.” “We can just tell her the truth. She’s nice.” “Not in this situation, Lily! She’d scold us—” “What’s happening here?” I asked as I graced the room. The staff were now looking at me with worried expressions and I knew then that there was a problem. “G-Good morning, Miss Monroe.” Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurts. I stared at her blankly, “What?” “W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we’re changing our model so…she doesn’t want to come here. She’s even…threatening to file a case against us.” She bowed his head. I gritted my teeth and roamed my eyes around. “Where’s the marketing manager?” “S-She’s still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe.” I massaged my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger. I felt everyone around me jump in shock. I groaned and sucked my breath before looking around. “Miss Monroe…” “What is this, Miss Hayley? You are the marketing manager, what is happening?” “Miss Monroe, I don’t know how it happened but Miss Chen heard that you are changing our model. She’s about to file a case against us—” Changing the model? How come I didn't know about this? Miss Chen had always been our trustful partner and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only cause a lot of trouble for the company. I would never allow such a cheap mistake. “I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her words to save time, " Fix this mess or I have to fire you!” "Miss Monroe...It's Mr. President who asked us to change it." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He ordered that as soon as he came back from his business trip yesterday." I was hit by the truth. Pierce's order? Why didn't he tell me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." I was confused. Pierce was not a clueless businessman. He kept a clear distinction between work and relationships, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. “M-Mr. President…” Hayley bowed with respect as she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I gritted as I turned around to question him. He knew clearly how much effort I put into winning this project. I hardly had a good sleep those days and Miss Chen was the ideal one for us to work with. I remembered he agreed on it too. But now...he just changed the model as he liked without telling me in advance. I felt like a hard slap on my face. "Go ahead for the work. I'll make it clear to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger that was about to spew out of my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why do you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't hold my anger and he just touched my shoulder whispering to me, "This is not the place to talk. Let me explain it to you in the car." I looked around to notice others sneaking glances at us. Then I shook away his hands and walked toward the parking lot. But along the way, my heart was heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I was not going to enjoy his explanation. "Now, say it." I blurted it out as we sat in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again. I couldn’t stand his stares. I couldn’t withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to look at me. He has no feelings for me and it hurts so much. “I-I…” he paused and sighed. “I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She’s also fit to be our model so I agreed—” “What?” I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away. He messed his hair up before he shook his head and held my hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor and I can’t say no.” I took my hand back and looked at him in both pain and anger. “You can't say no to her so you'd rather harm the company, our company. You betrayed me, Pierce.” “Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She’s my first love.” Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she's your first love. She's always the one you want no matter what it takes. As long as she frowned a bit, you could turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You are so heartless, Pierce. “Well, you’ve decided. I don’t have a say in this since you’re the President. Just go. I’ll be in the office.” I said coldly as I opened the car door to walk out. “Kelly…” I looked him in the eyes. “Go home early. Let’s talk about our divorce at home tonight.” Chapter 4 Left High and Dry Kelly’s POV I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early but he didn’t come home completely. He wasn’t even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back, this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby was out of his plan. Sure, Pierce was not the kind who would force me to have an abortion. But he couldn't cut out his obsession with Lexi either. He might stay in this loveless marriage if his parents asked. But all I had would only be an empty shell. That's not a Father what I wanted for my baby. I wiped off the tears collecting at the corner of my eyes and collected the report. It was 5 am already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy making love with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I still remember the day when he came back after his first private vacation with Lexi. His joy was unmistakable. Nearly at once, I could tell they made love. The same day I returned to my room, I cried out loud as I took off my makeup. Nothing I did worked. I could never replace Lexi in his heart. I felt like hundreds of pounds pressing my chest. I decided to get a shower to wash away all the miserable emotions but the moment I opened the wardrobe, our intimate clothes were snuggled together bringing me back to the memory of how Pierce and I had sex here last time. It was that time he didn't use contraception. He was so passionate that I thought he finally accepted our marriage. I once believed his return from this business trip would be a fresh start for us but actually, it was a start for us to fall apart now. Unable to suppress my feelings any longer, I crouched down crying loudly. Why? Why am I always the one they choose to abandon? Why don't I deserve to be loved? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, I subconsciously touched the pillow beside me. Cold as last night. He didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. See, Kelly? That's what happened when you stepped into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continue on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried face was my husband Pierce. I’ve always been thankful that I have him as my best friend and husband but now…I’m losing him. Hopelessly losing him. “Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should’ve told me.” I stared at him through the mirror. “You didn’t answer my calls. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night.” I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. “Kels…” “I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast.” I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels...... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition......" “Kels, are we still okay?” I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He’s asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own. Just because his first love is back. I can’t believe him. I faked a smile. “I just don’t feel well today, Pierce.” He immediately squatted beside me which is not surprising because I know he truly cares. What surprised me is why is he still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. “Are you okay?” He gently touched my forehead and neck. “Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels.” “My feelings don’t matter,” I couldn’t help but blurt out. He looked shocked because of what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face is mirroring his anger now. He’s completely lost his patience. “What’s wrong with you, Kels? You’ve been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn’t come home last night?” I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier but you just let me wait for the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?” He clenched his jaws and shook his head. “Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." “Kels!” He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. “Are you…in love with me?” I was taken aback? In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who has been protecting you ever since? But of course, I can’t tell him. It would only complicate things more. I don’t even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. “Are you on drugs? I’m not in love with you.” I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can’t let my emotions affect me but…but why are my tears falling again? “You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can’t even tell him how you truly feel,” I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour bathing. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He’s been constantly abandoning me. I can’t believe we’d reach this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** “Good morning, Miss Monroe…” “Good morning, Vice President…” I did not greet anyone back just like how I used to greet them back. I still feel pissed and my mood seems off. Irritation can easily take over me and I can’t control it. Probably because of Pierce’s divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. “Did you see her? I bet she’s Mr. Anderson’s girlfriend. They seemed close.” My forehead creased. Pierce’s girlfriend? “Ah! It’s a waste that I didn't see her face but I feel like it’s Miss Lexi.” “Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?” “Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together.” “Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together.” “Are you serious? They’re best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It’s Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe.” I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce’s social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together. Eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. Of course, there’s no way I can compete with her in his heart. She’s always the first one and I will always be the last in his priorities.	LEARN_MORE	https://dynamic.webnovel.com/noah-ssg/wn/766754101	Novabeats-0530	https://www.facebook.com/61559933356514/	4,532	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	dynamic.webnovel.com	VIDEO		https://dynamic.webnovel.com/noah-ssg/wn/766754101/30244563706755305+1+4+facebook?utm_source={{campaign.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_adset={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468642646_550820727743275_5032281650251344895_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cRPJZ_8IQe8Q7kNvgFVQLOp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=ALjPyIDvfJ71vaYOetjeeiR&oh=00_AYAM3XpAWc-sqmPdjcVcRW205WJxZ6zD-lk4EYkDN7jVWg&oe=675177E3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Novabeats-0530	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,560,658	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-30 18:30	active	1942	Read next chapter	For her, marrying her best friend and carrying his child was a dream come true. However, just at this joyful moment, the man's beloved returned... ===== "It's a good thing you're cautious. You could've lost your baby, Miss Monroe," the GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce--my best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn't wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? God! I couldn't contain my happiness. I cupped my flushed face as I fantasized, but the moment I felt the cold of the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially since our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we did intimate thing, he was considerate yet cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we weren't ready. This baby, in a way, was out of the plan. "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the boss?" my private driver, Luke, asked worriedly as he noticed my frown. Luke was reliable, like family, but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He was my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on a flight. I'll talk to him later myself." I wanted to sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes, recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling; he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only unrequited love; I knew that well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce was my first love, but I wasn't his. In high school, I was just a boring nerd in others' eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though envy arose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't just want to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head, trying to rid myself of those sad memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was the past. Pierce said they were over, and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time, and my marriage with Pierce had been as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He had been traveling for over a month for the sake of our family's business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company in Asia, and I was actually the Vice President. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him, and he would reward me with a sweet kss. Then we might do intimate thing... Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first before we could do anything else. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion when my heart dropped as a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor, and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our lives! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge, attempting to calm myself with some alhol. But the moment I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to grab a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. A better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently, but Pierce refused to quit my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorstep asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't refuse when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me out to enjoy the real world. To avoid ruining our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend while watching his happy face as he pursued another girl. I finally mustered the courage to study abroad when I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me to return. I hurried back only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was shattered, thanks to Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart bed for him. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man for her, and how dared she harm him so badly! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except that he was done with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It hurt like hell, but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken, and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I ruined myself in the process. I fell asleep at home, feeling insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep in the living room. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "Pierce..." "Hmm," he hummed as he walked toward the stairs. "Why did you sleep on the couch?" I stared at his face as he gently placed me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kssed my forehead. He was always so gentle, and that was why I loved him so much. "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you," I said as I caressed his cheek. "Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me; is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, I suddenly didn't want to ruin the moment, so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back down. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I would have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, signaling that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. Just as he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kss, I panicked for some reason. I quickly grabbed him... I missed him. I wanted him. "Wait, Kels," he said, stopping me by pinning my hands to the bed. "I thought you said you were sleepy and needed to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and caught the dire flashing in his eyes, but I didn't know why it faded so quickly. He used to be happy when I took the initiative. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose. "I'll just take a shower." I nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again, so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again, and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. "Hey!" I greeted, smiling when I realized what he'd done. He had prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "Good morning." I grinned as I sat up. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up, tilting my head as I stared at his handsome face. His deep brown eyes and thick, black eyebrows complemented his striking features. "What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy." He didn't laugh. Instead, he heaved a sigh, gently tucking my hair behind my ear before taking my hand and staring into my eyes. "I have something to tell you." My heart raced. I thought about our baby. He had something to say, and I did too. "W-What is it?" I asked, feeling my voice tremble. He took a deep breath. "You know you're important to me, right?" I slowly nodded, my lips parted. I couldn't speak; I was scared of what he was about to say. I had a bad feeling about this. "You were my best friend before we got married. You're one of the few people I treasure..." I hid my clenched fists under the sheets. I didn't understand why he was telling me this, but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. "Kelly..." He paused, squeezing his eyes shut before looking into mine again. "I-I think it's time for us to divorce." "P-Pierce..." My heart clenched. He smiled sadly. "I know you don't have feelings for me either. You only married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it's time for our real happiness, Kelly." I shook my head. "W-What are you talking about, Pierce?" "Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back." Chapter 2 Kelly's POV--It Never Rains but It Pours I got off the bed and tried to leave, but Pierce grabbed my hand. I quickly wiped the tears rolling down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me, searching my face as I struggled to look down and avoid his gaze. My heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. I thought... I thought I could make him fall in love with me during those three years together. I believed his feelings would deepen, that he would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was foolish to hope and dream so high. I had failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love, Lexi. "Kelly..." I sucked in a breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I forced a smile. "I need to wash up before eating." He stared into my eyes, trying to figure out what I was thinking. I knew he understood me too well, so I made a concerted effort to hide my pain and smiled back at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. "Okay. I'll wait for you here. Let's eat and go to work together." Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along as if he hadn't just asked for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the same right after telling me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh, Pierce, what's going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to remain in the role of his best friend, wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There was no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially now that I was carrying his baby. The baby... I had thought it was good news for us, but now... it felt more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from pursuing his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child could grow up. My parents divorced even before my mother died, and my father's new family hated me. It hurt like hell. I didn't want my baby to experience that same pain. I needed to keep my child away from it. I forced another smile. "We can't. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models..." "I'll go with you--" "No." I pushed his hand away. His eyes followed my hand before he looked up at me again. "You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?" "But..." "I have a personal driver, Pierce. I'll be fine going alone." He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders trembled violently, and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard, trying to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I needed to be strong. I had to stay calm. I shouldn't put my baby's life at risk just because I got my heart broken. I had to handle this wisely. I took a deep breath and finished my shower. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. "Hey! I picked your dress for today." Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce had said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well, and I used to enjoy these sweet moments, but now, they felt like dgers to my heart. I grabbed the dress and went into the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I turned to face him, his forehead was creased. "I prefer red today. I'd feel beautiful in this dress." His eyes landed on the dress I was holding, and his face immediately relaxed. He nodded and walked toward me. "I see. Help me fix this first." I placed my dress on his arm and started adjusting his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision started to blur again. D*n! "Kelly..." I jumped in shock. "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" I looked at him and smiled. "Yeah." "I have something else to say." I finished fixing his tie, then immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before walking past him and said, "Let's just talk some other time. I'm going to be late." I heard him sigh as he followed me again. He's silent the whole time as if he's thinking about something. "You should eat before you leave." I turned to him and nodded. "I will. You should go now." "Kelly, we're on the same page, right?" I stared at him. No, Pierce. We're never on the same page. All of this was just my stupid fantasy. I thought you had feelings for me, and I was so wrong. "If it's about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I'm really busy with the company. I won't run away." "Kelly, I'm not just doing this for myself. I'm doing this for you too. You've been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you're not happy because deep down, you want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will truly love you. Not me. Not someone who's half-hearted." "I understand what you're trying to say, Pierce," I said, trying to turn away, but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything he could to capture my gaze, and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. "You are my best friend. I don't want to lose you, Kels. You're one of the few people I..." "I know," I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I took a breath to calm myself. "I-I know. You don't have to worry. I'm just stressed about work. It's not about our divorce." His lips parted, and he slowly nodded, as if he could finally breathe properly. He walked toward me, and I froze when he gently kssed my forehead... "Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years, but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't I just tell him that I loved him? He's my husband, and I'm carrying his baby! If I told him, he might change his mind! I swallowed hard, ready to speak, but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. "I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology, and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke, and he's waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?" With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to hold back burst forth again. Why did I think I could have a chance? He had made his choice the moment he asked for a divorce, hadn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Kelly's POV--Stiff Upper Lip I entered the studio wearing two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone turned to look as I walked down the hallway, greeting me with smiles, but my face remained stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning lingered in my mind, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I had failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to steady myself. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. "We can't! She's not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She'll be furious." "We can just tell her the truth. She's nice." "Not in this situation, Lily! She'll scold us--" "What's happening here?" I asked, stepping further into the room. The staff turned to me with worried expressions, and I knew then that something was wrong. "G-Good morning, Miss Monroe." Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurt. I stared at her blankly, "What? "W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model, has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we're changing the model, so...she doesn't want to come here. She's even threatening to file a case against us." She bowed her head, and I gritted my teeth, scanning the room. "Where's the marketing manager?" "S-She's still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe." I massaged my forehead, squeezing my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger, causing everyone around me to jump in shock. I ganed, sucking in a breath before looking around. "Miss Monroe..." "What is this, Miss Hayley? You're the marketing manager. What's happening?" "Miss Monroe, I don't know how it happened, but Miss Chen heard that you're changing our model. She's about to file a case against us--" Changing the model? How had I not known about this? Miss Chen had always been a trusted partner, and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only create chaos for the company. I would never allow such a costly mistake. "I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her off to save the time, "Fix this mess, or I'll have to fire you!" "Miss Monroe... It's Mr. President who ordered the change." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He instructed us as soon as he returned from his business trip yesterday." The truth hit me hard. Pierce's order? Why hadn't he told me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." Confusion clouded my mind. Pierce was not a clueless businessman; he maintained a clear distinction between work and personal matters, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. "M-Mr. President..." Hayley bowed in respect as the man suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I snapped as I turned to face him. He knew how much effort I had put into securing this project. I hadn't slept well for days, and Miss Chen was the perfect fit for us. He had agreed too. But now... he just changed the model as he liked without informing me in advance. It felt like a hard sp in the face. "Go ahead with the work. I'll explain it to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger simmering in my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why did you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't contain my fury. He touched my shoulder and whispered, "This isn't the place to talk. Let me explain in the car." I glanced around, noticing others sneaking glances at us. I shook off his hand and walked toward the parking lot, my heart growing heavier with each step. I had a sinking feeling I wouldn't like his explanation. "Now, say it," I blurted once we were seated in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again.; I couldn't bear his gaze. I couldn't withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to. He had no feelings for me and it hurt so much. "I-I..." he paused, sighing. "I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She's also a good fit, so I agreed--" "What?" I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away, ruffling his hair in frustration before shaking his head and holding my hand. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor, and I couldn't say no." I pulled my hand away, looking at him with a mix of pain and anger. "You can't say no to her, so you'd rather harm the company--our company. You've betrayed me, Pierce." "Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She's my first love." Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she was your first love. She's always the one you want, no matter the cost. As long as she frowns a bit, you turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You're so heartless, Pierce. "Well, you've made your decision. I don't have a say in this since you're the President. Just go. I'll be in the office." I said coldly, opening the car door to leave. "Kelly..." I looked him in the eyes. "Go home early. Let's talk about our divorce at home tonight." Chapter 4 Kelly's POV--Left High and Dry I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early, but he didn't come home at all. He wasn't even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back; this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby thing was out of his plan. I wiped away the tears collecting at the corners of my eyes and picked up the report. It was 5 a.m. already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but it was still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy staying with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, he didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear, and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. Suddenly, a wave of nausea flooded my stomach, and I realized I hadn't eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I ran to the sink and puked. I spat yellowish liquid, and while I was washing my mouth, I felt a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried expression was my husband, Pierce. I had always been thankful to have him as my best friend and husband, but now... I'm losing him. Hopelessly losing him. "Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should've told me." I stared at him through the mirror. "You didn't answer my calls." Guilt flickered in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night." I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. "Kels..." "I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast." I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend, yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition..." "Kels, are we still okay?" I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He's asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own, just because his first love is back. I couldn't believe him. I faked a smile. "I just don't feel well today, Pierce." He immediately squatted beside me, which was not surprising because I knew he truly cared. What surprised me was why he was still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. "Are you okay?" He gently touched my forehead and neck. "Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels." "My feelings don't matter," I couldn't help but blurt out. He looked shocked by what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face was mirroring his anger now. He was completely lost his patience. "What's wrong with you, Kels? You've been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn't come home last night?" I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier, but you just let me wait the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?" He clenched his jaws and shook his head. "Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." "Kels!" He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. "Are you... in love with me?" I was taken aback. In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn't fall for someone who had been protecting you ever since? But of course, I couldn't tell him. It would only complicate things more. I didn't even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. "Are you on dgs? I'm not in love with you." I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can't let my emotions affect me, but... why are my tears falling again? "You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can't even tell him how you truly feel," I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour to bathe. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He's been constantly abandoning me. I can't believe we've reached this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. * "Good morning, Miss Monroe..." "Good morning, Vice President..." I did not greet anyone back, just like how I used to greet them. I still felt pissed, and my mood seemed off. Irritation could easily take over me, and I couldn't control it. Probably because of Pierce's divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. "Did you see her? I bet she's Mr. Anderson's girlfriend. They seemed close." My forehead creased. Pierce's girlfriend? "Ah! It's a waste that I didn't see her face, but I feel like it's Miss Lexi." "Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?" "Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together." "Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together." "Are you serious? They're best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It's Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe." I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat in my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce's social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together, eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. See, Kelly? That's what happens when you step into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continued on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy... ...... ==== Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly's first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart, Lexi Gilbert. Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. What happens next? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate? Available chapters here are limited, click the button below to install the App and enjoy more exciting chapters (Automatically jump to this novel when you open the app) &3&	LEARN_MORE	https://fbweb.moboreader.net/61818322-fb_contact-e	Mano reading		0	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fbweb.moboreader.net	VIDEO		https://fbweb.moboreader.net/61818322-fb_contact-encp25_2-1025-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=157725&accid=304554039400649&rawadid=120213550552750238	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fshd1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465456640_529550503275816_1848071401549055352_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hKUVOwONVFkQ7kNvgFD5-tt&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fshd1-1.fna&_nc_gid=AdaZmjli_ERy3U0Kjl3dsd7&oh=00_AYBiVrEeV3vNfCODkz_-jCh1M5L7_qujBlod_nOkZpcWTA&oe=67519192	REGULAR_PAGE	0	0		1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

Page 2 of 79, showing 20 record(s) out of 1,578 total

Download CSV New Ads

Search

Ads