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2,728,615	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2728612}'	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	Limited-Time Offer: Get $500 OFF a New Furnace!	Turn your tax refund into year-round comfort! Upgrade to a new furnace and enjoy reliable heat—plus when you upgrade today you get an extra $500 OFF for extra savings! Stay warm & save big!	GET_OFFER	https://offers.shipleyenergy.com/en/save-up-to-120	Shipley Energy	https://www.facebook.com/ShipleyEnergy/	16,311	1969-12-31 18:00	Get Offer	offers.shipleyenergy.com	DCO	Peace of mind and consistent comfort all year.	https://offers.shipleyenergy.com/en/save-up-to-1200-on-new-hvac-equipment-installations	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482083655_523801803647895_8871792785829269116_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Gi6nC4mwevoQ7kNvgHb4EMa&_nc_oc=AdiZIU8BuD-f0uIINQj-5rkVnwNMldjk3NliYP9WU3vgA_GWYx7lwcJA9KsPvhrSGLiKMmkvU158cAimAd_yEDeC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A8d5Q9pCucFrVby5TFKYeNE&oh=00_AYBC2UgfpCLg9Y1MT57qg9H-vEZFTRnCmxMejWhtjKYmww&oe=67C9E6B3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Shipley Energy	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,729,062	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2729060}'	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	Upto 35% off \| Un-Stitched Sarees	Free Shipping	SHOP_NOW	https://www.pomchajaipur.com/collections/sarees/pr	Pomcha Jaipur	https://www.facebook.com/JaipurPomcha/	8,527	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	www.pomchajaipur.com	CAROUSEL	Free Shipping	https://www.pomchajaipur.com/collections/sarees/products/adaa-orange-pink-double-shade-organza-saree	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482028129_634131562668043_2354710299478496801_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ipy86098xqUQ7kNvgFLDwgd&_nc_oc=AdgzWz95U4pfOak43Cyf9eg473pqrzdCqWrw45cnHOO68Erav2AMPZnWWAC0Sz-RTU6NHDQmn1BYt-kMuAZHAixi&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZrlPFTrxg2VhhYtHoSgQMe&oh=00_AYC1xm8AGgFDktq71lbXvPsvh4sSGkfnhL7v7WAyAC34og&oe=67C9FCAE	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Pomcha Jaipur	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,729,399	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:55	active	2674	instagram.com	👀 Real talk, fam… Sex is normal Sex is natural Sex should be safe & stress-free That’s where PrEP & DoxyPEP come in. Protection is made for YOU, whether you’re straight, gay, bi, trans, or non-binary. 📍 FREE or low-cost in Brooklyn: www.getmeonprep.com #ProtectYourVibe #SexPositiveBrooklyn #PrEPandDoxyPEP	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/starprogrambrooklyn	STAR Program - Brooklyn	https://www.facebook.com/SUNYSTARProgram/	1,477	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/starprogrambrooklyn	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480881108_1173287547589546_3092568952462678284_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3ImryP47nUUQ7kNvgEmgN7g&_nc_oc=Adg_FlDRXpf-EC3SeErk_Wzdw2GwcQ5Oj0bJenQ7UV6kfWhFqZOiGMZ96i0_meZM8NjGAZekwzKCtfT6--NBr5gB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ac-wmOjZkask82nCavoQ45P&oh=00_AYBQbnX7dJvlPjFx21uvaY7h8Zi_Wh8I-LDtLfpaopoRzA&oe=67C9E351	PERSON_PROFILE	0	STAR Program - Brooklyn	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,729,363	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:55	active	2674		We offer interior painting, exterior painting, epoxy garage painting and Cabinet painting. Call, text and Dm for a free estimate . 407-705-4842 📞 #commercialpainter #residentialpainter #floridapainter #centralfloridapainter #floridacontractor #floridacontractor #painternearme #wintergardenpainter #cabinetpainter #interiorpainter #exteriorpainter	INSTAGRAM_MESSAGE	http://instagram.com/dquez_painting	dquez_painting	https://www.instagram.com/_u/dquez_painting	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message	instagram.com	VIDEO		http://instagram.com/dquez_painting	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/476602630_1847424052742303_2229926962628470086_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=XRKS5bi9NJcQ7kNvgHBweCd&_nc_oc=Adi8OFqX7Xpf5wdpl5T0sl3ZrJJ7AggKyQBcP6t7UHCCzJ5YDCk2HQSq5Icw5K3wb8TxV4ttnCkhikkr0cTi6P_Y&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYD1_9mgbgIMVK9BpTT0b0Npkn3NSUL4WZIpg9tEb9MdkQ&oe=67C9EC0E	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	dquez_painting	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,729,150	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2728639}'	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	We helped 86k people	Protect your money! 💰 Scams cost us all. Let's fight back together at no cost to you! Contact us now and reclaim what's rightfully yours!	MESSAGE_PAGE		Online legal services	https://www.facebook.com/61573325595948/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Send Message		DCO	{{product.description}}		1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482007467_632748296362569_6015837868918391221_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2R9eSrCpp6sQ7kNvgGBrHBL&_nc_oc=AdggGTEJPHIFHHCkSsZcKxC1obFfyH7hSF8yzGat2WRBKSETZgtN9MqU0R3avZ1SWKN8MXqWn_qyB4c_lofCrfXV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AN5xyAWiJJSbdSAfA_O_Qrq&oh=00_AYD2Ht5MyIvGRrU1NcWRViM8pTNlYtudNi52X8jJy3VkoQ&oe=67C9FAB1	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Online legal services	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,728,651	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2728639}'	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674		I’m convinced the power of natural and organic ingredients is the best advice to live by. Natural ingredients nourish and rejuvenate your skin 🌿. Avoiding harsh chemicals prevents irritation and long-term damage 🌸. Our vegan, cruelty-free products are perfect for all skin types 💚. Contact us for any questions or concerns. Visit http://www.garmanessentials.com. Share if you agree! #NaturalBeauty #OrganicSkincare			Garman Essentials	https://www.facebook.com/garmanessentials/	5,320	1969-12-31 18:00			IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481213607_1806595863440493_7731869381170135941_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sT07Gn_7_C8Q7kNvgEn-3c-&_nc_oc=AdgaZLFTdbeTqGlfHdsEBxoduWUUPoZ1VI3-Ap5yrywutT5W4QPvGaeMTMDW_ZJTP0FdW61qGhGS90U_Wlk5cNly&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Adnl7L5vlhHMlulouc3rlGU&oh=00_AYAoZ7Vdx8H7uaLtbG8lMe2K_32VrxtNw61nrDOvaRdhEg&oe=67C9F95F	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Garman Essentials	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,728,934	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/tszching.tattoo	ching.tattoo	https://www.facebook.com/tszchingtattoo/	502	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/tszching.tattoo	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481152052_407612535775733_6678841756285521678_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ml6WdzqG-TsQ7kNvgGxgr2w&_nc_oc=AdgfeEn2y1yJHUYG5lKGP5mGXlf8JkBemBKNxYf9Xvnftn_hjpGngGVXnvSoIcYscvpYNFLvTZmmrm8-BHVddOT6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZqpyurRho7pkjnwkTWKRY7&oh=00_AYDzy_koPWwxVZbZtNi_ukuBhioArP_XCeelnBAYn2mwHA&oe=67C9DE5F	PERSON_PROFILE	0	ching.tattoo	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,728,350	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	🎁 Claim your FREE shirt NOW!	⭐️FREE Super Soft Christian Shirt!⭐️ 🎁 Claim your FREE shirt now when you add any other shirt to cart! ⏳ while supplies last US Designed & Printed in America ✅ 100% True to Size Guarantee ✝️ Christian Family Owned 🙏 To all of our wonderful Love in Faith family, thank you SO much for trusting us. Because of YOU, we can continue to share the love of Jesus together. We pray you have the most blessed and wonderful day, ❤️ Katie & Dave	SHOP_NOW	https://www.loveinfaith.life/products/lords-prayer	Love in Faith	https://www.facebook.com/Love.in.Faith.Clothing/	484,244	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	LOVEINFAITH.LIFE	IMAGE	⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 223,621 reviews	https://www.loveinfaith.life/products/lords-prayer-long-sleeve-heather-storm-tw693-0-pod	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481270641_1205844650903673_7528123256123322001_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zOjT6D7B5rwQ7kNvgE6LroZ&_nc_oc=AdjbEssvV2RL8LlIRn3bs4u6Rm68js-6rXZKEWnwh2CpnN--AxcCGPf9LifhFNiUz6HeuNs1lVWJnVeJVtOh7DUC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ALM_JPieOoGLSartnKLJTWU&oh=00_AYAwnBuuypalKa77ZvIqWqyZnK_EdOmGxiPkQjp0YPCOvA&oe=67C9DDE6	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Love in Faith	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,728,360	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	🎁 Claim your FREE shirt NOW!	⭐️FREE Super Soft Christian Shirt!⭐️ 🎁 Claim your FREE shirt now when you add any other shirt to cart! ⏳ while supplies last US Designed & Printed in America ✅ 100% True to Size Guarantee ✝️ Christian Family Owned 🙏 To all of our wonderful Love in Faith family, thank you SO much for trusting us. Because of YOU, we can continue to share the love of Jesus together. We pray you have the most blessed and wonderful day, ❤️ Katie & Dave	SHOP_NOW	https://www.loveinfaith.life/products/choose-joy-l	Love in Faith	https://www.facebook.com/Love.in.Faith.Clothing/	484,244	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	LOVEINFAITH.LIFE	IMAGE	⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 223,621 reviews	https://www.loveinfaith.life/products/choose-joy-long-sleeve-heather-burgundy-tw701-0-pod	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481357873_1035617245261415_1864793890836426513_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=c6Zac-u1RkEQ7kNvgHpvXhY&_nc_oc=AdhQfmz7PMTPD0uJyXRlV4dAuBv0VvzyrgXP3w0YrQVRq2skzJZUtEVlj33bztjEWQmRORBcUAvR55ayZk4amJbG&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ALM_JPieOoGLSartnKLJTWU&oh=00_AYB9HKg8Dwe8QAecPvpGcem2qiNnNe6OiiPniVzrFreRVQ&oe=67C9E71F	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Love in Faith	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,728,440	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	Discover Viking Cruises - Free Event	Learn more about Viking Cruises, the #1 river cruise line and #1 small ship ocean cruise line. Discover Viking's various itineraries that are sure to give you the travel bug. By attending this FREE event, you will also get a special discount from Cruise Planners on top of Viking's current promotions (if you book with us within 14 days of the event) and get a chance to win a special door prize! Don't miss out! Limited spots only, registration required. Register by 03/22/25!	BUY_TICKETS	https://www.cruiseplannersnyc.com/pages/discover-v	Cruise Planners - cruiseplannersnyc.com	https://www.facebook.com/cruiseplannersnyc/	623	1969-12-31 18:00	Buy tickets	cruiseplannersnyc.com	EVENT	https://www.cruiseplannersnyc.com/pages/discover-viking-cruises-lunch-41067	https://www.cruiseplannersnyc.com/pages/discover-viking-cruises-lunch-41067	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481072474_654280867007844_6893404982081145441_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YJld95rChYoQ7kNvgGdkSq3&_nc_oc=AdiETdwicaq5xQVp1NgXu9SniUVyZ47J0D3SAtkXGqVShYOOcr74_oDvaDXOxH6XTzGXXvjuluvHfcwPgmIiOhep&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aw7O7PCxnBF1OfQlG4dMzUw&oh=00_AYAUT5qun5e7jbW_Je-A7Pg-q8B422kxzATKDkJHlKUUHA&oe=67C9EDAE	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Cruise Planners - cruiseplannersnyc.com	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,729,210	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	Ikea sleeper sectional sofa, Carpet and 2 decorative pillows	Ikea sleeper sectional sofa, Carpet and 2 decorative pillows - $500.00 Ikea Couch/ sleeper sectional with storage that could turn into a bed in excellent condition. Original price $899. The carpet is included! Had it for 9 Months. Pet/smoke free home. Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/550518410665	Dina Ibrahem	https://www.facebook.com/Dina-Ibrahem-585096231347328/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/550518410665743/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	Dina Ibrahem	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,729,302	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	Enjoy Romance🥰Read More 👉	Three years later, breathtakingly beautiful, she returned with a more powerful man, as the top surgeon and a world-renowned pianist. Her unfaithful ex-husband broke down, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying and begging for reconciliation! ===== "Verena, throughout the three years you vanished, not once did Lucas cease his search for you. And now, you are finally back!" Hearing that from inside the room, Belinda Wright, who was got drenched in rain and rushed to the Dream Club, suddenly stopped pushing open the door of the private room. But somehow keeping the cake she held untouched by the downpour. Verena? The same Verena Reed who used to be Lucas Clark's girlfriend? "But hasn't Lucas already gotten married?" queried a soft female voice. "Ah, Verena, there's no need to concern yourself with that woman Lucas married. Lucas was coerced into that marriage by his father, who threatened to kill you if Lucas didn't get married. Lucas married that woman only to protect you." "Really?" Verena's doubt was evident. "Absolutely! Why else would Lucas choose someone like Belinda? She is so unappealing and overweight. Besides, she is an illegitimate daughter. Marrying her was Lucas's attempt to annoy his father, to get back at him!" Outside the private room, Belinda felt cold; her complexion drained of color. Recalling the night when Lucas had proposed, she remembered her heart had soared. She had been blissfully unaware of the harsh truth. She had believed herself incredibly fortunate, not realizing she was merely a pawn in a revenge plot. It turned out Lucas had only married her because she was ugly and fat. Belinda couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, her body wavering slightly. She clenched the door handle to steady herself. "Speaking of Belinda, it has been five hours since she left; it's doubtful she will ever show up. Delight Desserts is way out in the eastern suburbs, and just getting there and back takes more than three hours. Besides, that place is notorious for its long queues. Surely, Belinda isn't foolish enough to go there." "If Lucas requested it, Belinda would go there even if Delight Desserts were in another city. Everyone knows how deeply she loves Lucas. She is so pathetic." Upon absorbing these scornful remarks, Belinda inhaled deeply, put on a stoic expression, and thrust the door to the private room open, making her entrance. Her gaze quickly settled on the figure of confidence and charm at the center of the room. Lucas was sitting there on the sofa with his legs elegantly crossed, embodying a casual yet graceful air. His visage was stunningly attractive, with every feature exquisitely sculpted. This man was Belinda's husband, the esteemed leader of the Triumph Consortium. A hush descended upon the room momentarily when everyone saw Belinda enter. Shortly thereafter, a voice laced with mockery pierced the silence. "Verena, ever wonder what Lucas' wife looks like? Take a look at her now." At that moment, Belinda's appearance was disheveled. Rain-soaked clothes clung to her, accentuating her large frame. Strands of hair plastered to her damp face highlighted a noticeable dark mark on her left cheek. Ignoring the disdainful eyes upon her, Belinda approached Lucas, setting the cake on the coffee table with a strained smile. "Lucas, I've brought the mousse cake you requested." Without even glancing at Belinda, Lucas slid the cake towards Verena, saying in a charming voice, "Here, you can have it now." Verena responded with a bashful smile, "I just mentioned it casually. I did not expect you would actually ask her to buy it." A jolt of realization struck Belinda, her eyes widening in shock. She felt like her heart had been stabbed by a kife. The cake she had spent nearly five hours to get... It was meant for Verena? "Verena, you see how deeply Lucas cares about you now, don't you? He would fetch the moon for you if you desired it." "That's right! Go ahead and eat the cake. After all, Belinda just spent five hours to get this. Don't let her efforts go to waste!" At that, Belinda's fists tightened at her sides. She felt like the biggest fool in the world now. Just then, Lucas rose and strode towards Belinda, meeting her gaze with an expressionless face. In a cold voice, he said, "The divorce papers are on the coffee table at home. Sign them when you go back." Chapter 2 Nothing More Than A Tool For You "Divorce papers?" The color drained from Belinda's face as she stared at Lucas, her lips quivering. Lucas' expression was indifferent. "I married you only to appease my father and to keep Verena out of harm's way. Now that she has returned, I can ensure her safety." Belinda understood the implication behind his words. Their marriage had merely been a strategic move. With his objective already fulfilled, Lucas now saw no further use for her, a wife who only brought him embarrassment. Thinking of this, Belinda suddenly smiled. But her smile was tinged with resignation and bitter irony. She looked up at Lucas, her eyes filled with sorrow yet clinging to a sliver of hope. "Lucas, in all our years together, was I nothing more than just a convenient tool for you?" Laughter broke out around Belinda, scornful and sharp. "Is Belinda delusional? Does she truly expect Lucas could have any affection for her?" "Can't she see herself? She is so ugly!" Ignoring the cruel insults, Belinda maintained her gaze on Lucas. Her determination for an answer was evident. With a cold voice, Lucas said, "Yes." Tears immediately welled in Belinda's eyes. At that moment, it felt as though her heart had been ripped out, thrown to the floor, and mercilessly crushed. The pain overwhelmed her. A hollow chuckle escaped Belinda, laden with despair. "I see," she said. She nodded slowly, accepting her fate. "I'll sign the divorce papers when I get home." "See you tomorrow at ten at the courthouse," Lucas said coldly. He then turned and sat back on the sofa. Belinda's steps were heavy as she moved toward the door to leave. Just then, Verena's soft voice echoed. "Lucas, I'm too full. Can I discard this cake?" Hearing that, Belinda froze. "Of course," Lucas replied. Hearing Lucas' response, Belinda shut her eyes, letting her tears mix with the raindrops on her face. She left the room quickly, making her way back to Reverie Villa, the home she had shared with Lucas. On the coffee table awaited the divorce papers, just as Lucas had mentioned. Belinda scanned the documents and noted the settlement terms. After she divorced Lucas, she would get three hundred million dollars and two luxurious houses. Despite having used her, Lucas had ensured she wouldn't walk away empty-handed. Three years of marriage now equated to three hundred million and two properties--wasn't that a form of profit? With a bitter smile, Belinda signed the divorce papers. Just then, a tear splashed onto the document; she hurriedly dabbed at it and looked up, trying to hold back any further tears. At that moment, her phone buzzed with a new message. It was from her mentor. "Belinda, have you decided yet? Don't pass up this chance to study abroad--it's an incredible opportunity. You'll regret missing out!" Belinda looked at the message, her resolve strengthening as she replied, "I've decided. I will go abroad to study." For weeks, Belinda had been uncertain about accepting the offer to study abroad. Now, clarity had come. She would seize this opportunity. It was time for her to begin anew. She wanted a new life that was truly her own. After responding, she slipped her phone into her pocket and began to pack. Though the previous day's rain had left her feverish, she forced herself, fever and all, to the courthouse by ten the following morning. However, even after the clock ticked past eleven, Lucas still hadn't shown up. Belinda decided to call Lucas. Verena's voice greeted her as soon as the call connected. "Lucas, can you help me here..." Then, Lucas' voice came through. "I'm tied up now. We'll reschedule the courthouse visit." With that, he ended the call abruptly. Belinda stared at her phone as the call disconnected. A knot formed in her throat. With a heavy heart, she composed a final text to Lucas. Then, she removed her SIM card and discarded it in the nearest bin. She pocketed her phone and walked away without a backward glance. Today was not just any day--it was her departure day for Chixdon. Belinda made a vow to herself that once overseas, she would erase all memories of Lucas from her mind! Chapter 3 She Is Breathtakingly Beautiful Three years had elapsed, and the ambiance at the Thomas family estate in Owathe was alive with excitement. In the grand banquet hall, laughter and conversations mingled with the thick fragrance of perfumes. The Thomas family, which was among the top four influential families in Owathe, wielded considerable power. This evening, they celebrated the return of their family head's goddaughter from overseas with a lavish banquet. The city's elite had turned out in full force for the occasion. "Lucas, isn't it true that Belinda returned today as well?" Ryan Adams queried from a corner of the room. Hearing the question, Lucas paused for a moment, his fingers tightening around his wie glass. After a brief pause, he responded with a nod to confirm the news after savoring a sip of wie. Clad in a sharp dark blue suit, Lucas exuded an air of meticulous sophistication. "It's about time!" Ryan said, turning to look at Verena, who stood next to Lucas. "That woman Lucas married should have been gone from his life long ago. Congratulations, Verena. It must be only a matter of time before you become Mrs. Clark." Verena responded with a slight smile, her voice gentle, "Being close to Lucas is what matters to me, not the title of his wife." Despite her words, her intent gaze on Lucas spoke volumes of her true feelings, her expectation to marry Lucas evident to all observers. Lucas averted his eyes, his finger idly tapping his glass, remaining silent. Catching Verena's hopeful look, Ryan said, "Lucas clearly adores you, Verena. Once he is free from Belinda, he'll no doubt make you his wife right away. Right, Lucas?" Lucas remained unresponsive, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. Verena's lips parted as she was about to speak, but the room's attention was suddenly drawn elsewhere by a stir at the entrance. All heads turned as the sound of clicking heels resonated across the marble floor, echoing with the heartbeat of the crowd. A striking figure in a fiery red gown appeared. The gown had a deep V-neck and shimmering sequins, the fishtail hem dancing as the woman walked. Her presence was undeniably magnetic, her figure perfect. Her refined features were framed by bright eyes, their charm enhanced by dark eyeliner. Her beauty was not just seen but felt, leaving everyone present stunned. "Oh my God! Who is that woman? I can't believe someone so captivating has been here in Owathe all along! Why haven't I seen her before?" Ryan couldn't hide his astonishment. "Indeed, she is quite striking," Verena commented with a smile. Lucas slowly raised his eyes to look at the woman, and his eyes sharply narrowed at the sight. "I like her! I'll get her number right now. Just wait for my good news!" Ryan quickly said, heading towards the woman with determined steps. Approaching the woman, Ryan offered a smile he believed to be his most charming one. "Hello, beautiful! I'm Ryan Adams, son of the Adams Group's chairman. Would you allow me the pleasure of your acquaintance?" Belinda looked at Ryan, a subtle smile playing on her lips. Previously, among Lucas' circle, Ryan had been particularly harsh to her, always hurling insults her way. He had called her many foul names before, never considering her feelings at all. But now, here he was, standing before her, clearly captivated by her beauty. The sweet irony of it all made Belinda feel amused. Seeing Belinda's charming smile, Ryan was momentarily spellbound. He cleared his throat and said, "Could I possibly have the pleasure of knowing your name?" As Belinda opened her mouth, about to speak, a deep voice interrupted her, saying, "Belinie..." Chapter 4 Because I Said So Belinda and Ryan simultaneously looked over. The approaching man carried himself with an ease and allure that seemed to fill the space around him. "Mr. Thomas," Ryan said with respect. After giving Ryan a brief nod, Darren Thomas turned to look at Belinda. "Belinie, let's go. It's time to join Uncle Santino and the rest. Your godfather is waiting for you." "Okay," Belinda responded, quickly falling into step beside Darren. As Belinda walked away, Ryan's expression registered his astonishment. He hastened back to Lucas and the others, barely containing his excitement. "Did you see that? That woman is Santino Thomas' goddaughter! And Mr. Thomas just called her... Belinie or something. Anyway, her name sounds elegant!" Hearing what Ryan had said, Lucas narrowed his eyes slightly. Vincent James, who had been quiet earlier, chimed in, "Santino and his wife never had kids of their own. Despite attempts by relatives to have their children adopted by them, they rejected every proposal. It was only three years ago that they publicly announced a goddaughter in Chixdon, whom they adore. I always assumed she was from there, but now, it turns out she's from our country." Ryan suddenly burst out laughing, his enthusiasm evident. "I was hesitant about the task my mom had assigned me, but now, I'm fully committed!" Ryan's mother had hoped Ryan would forge a good connection with Santino's goddaughter. "You can't pursue her. She's not an option," Lucas interjected in a low, gravelly voice, cutting through the chatter. Hearing that, Ryan and Verena were visibly taken aback. They both turned to look at Lucas. "Why not?" Ryan demanded, confusion in his voice. Lucas' face was expressionless, his gaze fixing on Ryan. "Because I said so." His voice carried a commanding tone, his striking features betraying no emotion. Expressions shifted on both Ryan's and Verena's faces. Verena looked at Lucas and opened her mouth, about to speak. But before she could say anything, Lucas abruptly rose from the sofa and exited the room. Verena watched him leave, her hands balling into fists out of frustration. She was lost in thought. Why did Lucas object to Ryan pursuing that woman? ** Belinda exited the restroom, straightening her dress, ready to return to the hall. She paused abruptly when she noticed a tall and handsome man casually leaning against the wall nearby. Lucas glanced over at Belinda, their eyes briefly meeting. Belinda held his gaze for a second before casually looking away and walking past him. She pretended like she didn't know Lucas at all, ignoring his presence completely. "Wait, stop." Lucas' cold voice echoed. Belinda stopped and turned, her eyes locking with Lucas'. A slight smile played on her lips as she said, "Can I help you with anything, sir?" Her voice was soothing, like a soft melody. Belinda had thought three years would help her forget the man who had brought so much pain into her life. Yet, seeing Lucas now, she realized that his image was already ingrained in her memory. But she could remain composed in front of Lucas now. Lucas chuckled coldly at her words, staring at her pointedly. His smirk was tinged with irony as he said, "Belinda, are you pretending to have amnesia now?" Belinda's eyes sparkled with a hint of surprise. Had Lucas actually recognized her? ...... What happens next? 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2,728,692	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2728671}'	Yes	2025-03-02 02:54	active	2674	🎊Continue Reading👉	Mary stood on the balcony of the room she had slept in for the past three years. She didn't want to turn on the lights; the darkness of the night would hide the tears rolling down her cheeks. 'This is over! I can't go on like this. I can't take it anymore,' she thought as she stared straight ahead. Suddenly, the light from a car snapped her out of her thoughts. Her beloved husband was coming home, and she knew exactly what would happen. Her husband, Maximus Palmer, was the president of the Palmer Group, one of the most important conglomerates in Valeria. Earlier that morning, Maximus had forgotten a folder full of documents. Knowing him, he would probably need them and would be in trouble if he didn't. She had tried calling him several times to inform him about the documents. Still, when he didn't answer, she left the mansion with the mission to deliver them herself. She only informed Emma Rosewood, her housekeeper. "Emma, Maximus isn't answering. Are you sure he had these documents in his hand this morning?" she asked, her voice full of worry. "Yes, ma'am! He was putting everything in his briefcase in the living room, but then he got a call, so I think he forgot to pack them. I assume he's going to need them." "Okay, okay! I'm leaving right now. Maybe I'll get there in time," Mary said. "Drive safely, ma'am!" Emma called out as she watched Mary rush out. After speeding through the streets in her car, she finally arrived at Palmer Group's office. She had never set foot there in her three years of marriage, but this time, it was urgent. She entered the lobby and saw no one. She knew there was an elevator that went straight to the president's office. Without knowing for sure but as if luck were on her side, she chose that one. After several floors, the bell dinged, announcing her arrival. Mary stepped out of the elevator, and luckily for her, the hallway was empty, and Maximus's secretary's desk was unoccupied too. "Where could Matthew be? Where is everyone?" she wondered out loud, though no one answered, of course. She walked towards the large, elegantly carved wooden door. She entered without knocking, and what she saw left her speechless. Maximus had his pants down, thrusting in a way he never had with her. She could see the blonde woman with him; it was none other than Alexia Levett, his only female assistant. Mary dropped the folder, and Maximus, hearing the noise, turned around, stunned. He adjusted his shirt to hide his reaction, hastily pulling up his pants, while Alexia grabbed her blouse to cover her completely bared and sweaty body. Mary's reaction was hardly surprising. "So, it's her you've been cheating on me with all this time?" She started cursing at him. "You shameless man! I hate you! And you, I'm going to end you!" Mary screamed as she lunged at Alexia. She was almost upon the bared woman when a sharp pain hit her in the stomach. Maximus had just punched her, knocking her to her knees. Lately, these hysterical outbursts had become more common, and seeing her approach his lover with a murderous look, he had no choice but to hit her. Taking advantage of Mary being on the floor, Maximus called Matthew on his cell phone. "Matthew, I need you to take Mary back to the mansion and keep her there!" It didn't take Matthew long to arrive. Mary was still on the floor, clutching her stomach. Matthew helped her up, trying not to look at Alexia, who was only half-covered with a poorly buttoned blouse. He felt sorry for Mary. Catching her husband like that couldn't have been one of the most pleasant experiences. "Mrs. Palmer, let's go home. You need to calm down," Matthew said, putting special emphasis on "Palmer," knowing this might earn him a reprimand later. But in that moment, he put himself in her shoes. "Matthew?" "Yes, sir! Stay at the mansion and make sure she stays there," Maximus ordered, his voice cold and authoritative. 'Where could the poor woman go?' Matthew thought. She was alone in a foreign country, with a husband who wouldn't let her make friends with just anyone. "Ma'am, let's go. I'll take you home." "No! I don't want to go home!" "Please don't make things difficult, ma'am. You know how the boss gets when he loses his patience." "Matthew, I don't want to go home! Please, I don't want to go home! I want to go back to my country! I want my life back!" Hearing that last sentence, Matthew felt uncomfortable. He remembered the circumstances that had brought Mary to Valentia. The reasons she left her country were serious, and going back wouldn't be easy. It would put her and her family at risk. "I have no choice, ma'am. I have to take you back to the mansion." "Yes, Matthew, I know! I was just saying it, imagining I could be free and go back to my old life." "You know you can't, ma'am. It's too dangerous for your grandfather." "That's the only reason I'm still putting up with all this, and you know it. If it weren't for my grandfather, I would've left already, married or not." Matthew arrived at the Palmer mansion. He opened the passenger door and saw the shattered fragments of an abused, humiliated, and forgotten woman get out. He felt his heart clench, but there was nothing he could do. In matters like this, it was best not to get involved. Maximus was strict and didn't allow anyone to comment on his marriage. The only one who could say anything was Mrs. Catherine Palmer, Maximus's grandmother, but she wasn't around right now. After staring at the moon and her surroundings for a long time, trying to find the strength for what lay ahead, Mary finally entered without turning on the light. She went into the bathroom and washed her face to wipe away the traces of tears she had shed. Her hands were trembling. She knew the storm that was coming. "Emma?" "Yes, sir?" "Where is Mary?" "In her room. Matthew asked me to keep an eye on her, to make sure she doesn't do anything silly. Is everything alright?" "Yes, Emma. I don't need your services tonight, so please leave." "Okay, I was actually just about to head to my room." "No, I want you to leave me completely alone with Mary." "But, sir..." "Get out!" Emma couldn't resist any further. She had to leave, feeling a tightness in her chest. She didn't know why he was in such a bad mood, but tonight, Mr. Palmer's expression was darker and more frightening than usual. "Mary!" Maximus called out as he entered the room. "Yes?" she answered, walking out of the bathroom with little enthusiasm. "I want an explanation for your behavior today at the office." "There's nothing to explain," Mary said curtly. "Mary!" Maximus snapped. "Don't worry, I'll never set foot in your office again. If I find something I think you'll need, I'll call Matthew to come pick it up." "That's what I hope. You're completely forbidden from going to the office. In fact, I've ordered that you not be granted access." "I already told you not to worry. It won't happen again," Mary said, starting to walk toward her dressing room to change into her pajamas. "Now, if you don't have anything else to say to me, could you please leave my room?" Seeing Mary's indifference, Maximus couldn't argue any further. He clenched his fists in frustration. On his way here, he had rehearsed a long speech for his wife, expecting her to be filled with insults and complaints. "Mary, you know very well that I don't love you. I married you because of my grandmother. The one I really love is Alexia. You and I are only together because of the long-standing friendship between your grandfather and mine." "I know. You don't have to remind me every time you do something that goes against our marriage," Mary replied as she entered her dressing room and shut the door. Seeing the sadness in Mary's eyes, Maximus couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, a dull ache beginning to form. He didn't know why, but it was better to get out of that room. After leaving his wife's room, he headed to the master bedroom, took a shower, and decided to turn in early. As he slept, it was as if his mind played a cruel trick on him, reminding him of how he had met his wife. Back then early in the morning, he had been exhausted, just wanting a glass of water. Instead, he found a girl in pajamas drinking milk, unable to say a word to him. Her large and expressive almond-colored eyes caught his attention immediately. Although he managed to feign indifference, his heart had been captivated by that gaze. Chapter 0002 Mary was exhausted from all the crying. As she put on her pajamas, she saw a large bruise on her stomach, caused by the blow her husband had landed earlier that day. A tear rolled down her cheek, but she chose not to think about it anymore. This wasn't the first time it had happened, so seeing her skin marked up like this wasn't new. She reminded herself that all of this was for her grandfather, and she couldn't let him down. When she finally managed to fall asleep, she drifted into a dark dream that suddenly filled with light. She began to see brief flashes of what her life would be like. They were short, but each one left a hollow feeling in her heart. Her life wouldn't change for the better. On the contrary, despite all her efforts, she would end up alone and without a family. Her grandfather would die in prison, and Maximus and Alexia would live happily after turning Mary's family over to the embassy. She would end up living on the streets, going hungry, unable to feed her baby. "Ah!" she screamed, waking up. The sudden dream woke her at 5 am. In the dream, her little one had died of starvation and cold at 5 pm. No matter how much she had pleaded for help, no one had come to her aid—at least, that's what she could remember. She looked at her arms and wondered who that baby was, and how she ended up in such a terrible situation. For a few minutes, she thought about it. The baby couldn't be Maximus's. He had never treated her as his wife, so never touched her. In fact, he had told her outright that he felt repulsed by her. He couldn't be the father. "Oh, Mary, you're losing your mind, dreaming about things that will never happen. Most likely, you'll die old and forgotten in this big mansion," she told herself while she washed up. By the time she left the bedroom, it was nearly 7:00 am. She headed to the kitchen. Today, she particularly craved some coffee like they made it back home, so she put a pot on and added a bit of cinnamon to boil. As she waited for the water to heat up, Emma walked in. "Ma'am, are you alright? Yesterday, the master sent me away, and I couldn't stay with you." "Yes, Emma, everything's fine! Today I want to have breakfast like in my country. I made some coffee. Would you like to join me after Maximus leaves?" "Yes, ma'am!" Emma replied, though she was still a bit worried. Mary smiled, sensing that Emma wasn't fully convinced by her response. The aroma of the coffee she had made filled the entire first floor of the house. She poured herself a cup and went out to the garden to sit at the table outside. She intended to just admire the garden and lose herself in her thoughts. Today, she particularly didn't feel like having breakfast with her husband, so she planned to wait outside until he finished eating and left—at least, that's what she imagined would happen. Maximus had just entered through one of the house's entrances after going for a run. Last night's dream had left him a bit unsettled, so he decided to get up early to distract himself. When he arrived, he noticed the delicious aroma of coffee and something else. Before cleaning up, he headed to the kitchen and found Emma. "It smells delicious, Emma! What coffee did you buy?" "Oh, sir! It's the missus' coffee. She got up early and made it." "Mary is awake?" "Yes, in fact, she's in the garden. She poured herself some coffee and told me she'd be drinking it outside," Emma said, pointing to the garden table. Maximus couldn't help but look out and see his wife's small figure curled up in the garden chair. Her back was to the window, so Mary didn't see who was watching her. "Well, I guess we'll be having breakfast in the garden today." "Would you like me to take your breakfast out there, then?" "Yes, please!" "Alright, sir!" "I'll be down in a moment. I have a meeting at 9 am, so I can leave a little later today." "Very well, sir, I'll bring your breakfast." Without thinking any further about it, he went to take a shower and came out as the same businessman his wife knew all too well. Mary was listening to music, lost in the memory of the dream she'd had the previous night. Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar scent of mint and citrus. She opened her eyes, and there was Maximus, reading the news on his tablet and sipping from a coffee cup. That small gesture would have seemed wonderful just a few hours ago, but now everything was too messy. When she saw him, all she felt was the urge to cry, but she couldn't give him that satisfaction. So, she just closed her eyes again, turned up the music on her phone, and pretended no one else was there. Maximus could only feel frustration at her attempt to ignore him, but he also understood it was to be expected. She hadn't caused a scene last night, but he knew she was upset. After all, he had used force to calm her down yet again. "Sir, here's your coffee!" "He already has coffee, Emma. He just stole mine. Could you give me that cup?" Emma didn't know how to respond until Maximus signaled her to hand over the cup. "I'll be back with your breakfasts." "Emma, I just want coffee for now," Mary said. "Understood, ma'am." The calm with which Mary had spoken to her earlier was disrupted by her husband's appearance. So Emma limited her response to that and returned with a plate of fruit and some French toast for Maximus. Mary kept listening to music and drinking coffee, not saying a word to Maximus. Growing increasingly desperate over her indifference, Maximum pulled a black bank card from his wallet, gestured at her, and said, "I know what you saw yesterday wasn't right, but you also know I don't love you. You knew from the start, and you still accepted my grandmother's proposal. So let's keep things as they are." He extended the card towards her. "I don't need you to compensate me for the punch you gave me yesterday. Do you know what I want? Do you even know?" Mary said, as a tear slipped out—the same one she'd worked hard to hold back. "What? Tell me!" Maximus hoped her response would be something material he could provide, something to ease his conscience. "I want a divorce!" Mary blurted out what she never thought she'd say. Maximus nearly choked on the sip of coffee he had just taken when he heard what his wife said. "What did you just say? Are you feeling okay? You've fought so hard for this, and now you tell me you 'want a divorce.'" "Maximus, it's clear you don't love me, and I'm tired. I'm seriously asking you to divorce me. We've been married almost three years, and this isn't working, nor will it ever work," Mary said as tears flowed from her eyes. Emma watched the scene from the kitchen window, not knowing what the conversation was about but sensing it was something the master didn't like. She was ready to run out and support Mary if Maximus dared to lay a hand on her again. "Have your assistant draft a divorce agreement, whatever you want, whatever suits you best. I'll sign it today, and if possible, we'll go to the civil registry today to finalize our divorce." "Do you think it's that easy? Just drafting and signing a piece of paper? No, Mary, if I do that, my grandmother will come after me, and you'll end up as usual, playing the victim." Mary was speechless. Was that not exactly what was happening in this relationship? The day before, she had found him sleeping with Alexia in his office, and instead of offering an explanation, he had punched her hard in the stomach and then banned her from going to the company. "I want the divorce! I don't care if I have to talk to your grandmother today. Draft the paper, and I'll sign it," Mary said as she stood up from the table to leave. "Mary!" Maximus shouted. "I. already. told. you. I'll see your grandmother today, and by tonight, I expect the agreement ready to sign. If not, I'll draft it myself. But before the anniversary of your company, we need to be divorced." Maximus quickly stood up to catch up with Mary. No matter how fast she walked, her small strides couldn't match his long ones. He was furious, so he grabbed her arm and yanked her back. She almost fell, and Emma, seeing the scene, ran out to help. However, when she arrived, she saw that Maximus, who seemed to have fire in his eyes just moments ago, was embracing Mary. "You and I are not getting divorced! You need to get that through your head. I will never draft anything. This is your home; you are my wife, and I'm not going to let you go." Mary was confused. Wasn't divorce what he wanted so badly? Why was it such that she was asking for it, and he did not agree? "Let me go! I want a divorce! I've already told you, you'll be free to do whatever you want, so I don't see why you should keep up appearances if everyone already knows." Seeing her determination, Maximus let go of her and stormed out of the house in a rage. He tried not to look back at his wife because he knew he wouldn't hold back and might even strangle her. This girl had the power to drive him out of his mind so easily that he decided to leave immediately. "Sir, yesterday was my fault that Mrs. Palmer saw you in an awkward situation. I was handling some matters with the other assistants, and she came in unannounced. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Matthew said, trying to clarify what had happened the previous day. "There's no need for your apology. What Mary saw yesterday has already sped things up," Maximus said in a serious tone, but without anger. Mary stood in the garden, watching her husband leave. Tears flowed as if from a fountain. She had finally said what she never thought she would. She felt a sharp pain in her chest, struggled to breathe, and could only collapse onto the grass. Emma ran to help her up and escorted her back to her room. "Ma'am, you need to rest. Maybe it's exhaustion. You've been through a lot lately. You need to try to calm down and rest. I can bring your breakfast to your room if you don't want to come out." "I have no appetite. I think the argument took it away. Could you let me sleep for a while?" "Of course, ma'am! I'll be downstairs. Just send me a message, and I'll come to you right away." "Thank you, Emma," Mary said softly. Chapter 0003 Mary lay down, trying to calm herself and find the right words to tell Catherine that divorce was the only viable option for her marriage. Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a new text message. [How did you like yesterday's scene? You know, this isn't the first time. We do it once or twice a day; your husband is insatiable. Normally this only happens in couples who truly love each other. I suppose you wouldn't know, since your marriage is just a farce, and the only one happy with it is you.] The message was accompanied by a highly compromising photo of Alexia and Maximus. All the calm that Mary had managed to maintain shattered, and she began to cry desperately. He had never touched her like that. She wasn't a V-card, but he had never desired her the way he clearly desired Alexia in that picture. Suddenly, she went into a frenzy, knocking over everything on her vanity. She smashed the mirror, sending shards of glass scattering across the floor. She picked up a piece and began cutting into her skin. She wanted to feel alive, and these cuts gave her a strange, pleasurable pain that made her feel better. She had discovered some time ago that cutting herself was a way to release her frustration, so she often had marks on her arms. Without realizing it, she cut a vein in her wrist, causing her to bleed out quickly. Emma heard the noise and rushed to Mary's room. When she tried to enter, she found the door was locked from the inside. "Ma'am? Ma'am? Are you alright? Please answer me!" Emma called out, panic in her voice. The housekeeper, getting no response, became frightened and began dialing Maximus's number. "Please pick up, please…" "Yes?" "Sir, please come quickly! The missus has locked herself in her room and won't open the door. I heard a lot of noise inside, but she won't open or answer me." "Emma, I'm about to go into a meeting. It's probably just another one of her tantrums to make me come back. Go get the keys and open that door." "But, sir…" "Just do what I said!" "Understood, sir. Sorry to bother you." Emma ran to get the keys and unlocked the door. When she entered and saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but scream. "Ahh!!! Ma'am! What have you done?!" Mary was unresponsive, her face streaked with blood, her arms covered in cuts. "Ma'am, what have you done?!" Emma cried out again. Emma knelt down to try to lift her, but Mary had passed out. One of the cuts had severed an important vein, and she had lost a lot of blood. Emma panicked, started crying, and called emergency services. She dialed Maximus again, but seeing the call, he ignored it, assuming it was another issue related to his wife. With no response, Emma had no choice but to call Catherine. "Mrs. Catherine, I'm sorry to bother you, but I don't know what to do anymore. Mrs. Mary just tried to take her own life. I called an ambulance, but it hasn't arrived yet. I tried calling Mr. Palmer, but I couldn't reach him. I'm going to the hospital with her." Catherine was speechless, but she quickly responded. "What happened? Tell me! Explain!" she said, her voice strained with anxiety. "I'm on my way!" Emma tried calling Maximus's number again, and this time, Matthew answered. "Emma, what's going on? Why are you calling so insistently? The boss is in a very important meeting." "Matthew, Mrs. Mary just tried to hurt herself. The ambulance just arrived, and I'm going with her. I had to inform Mrs. Catherine. She's on her way to the hospital." Matthew's face went pale. Just yesterday, he'd seen Mary so calm. That calm had shattered today, and he knew it was because of what she'd witnessed yesterday. "I'll inform the boss immediately. Keep me updated," Matthew said, his voice filled with worry. Without a second thought, Matthew walked into the meeting room, fully aware he was only to interrupt if it was urgent. Maximus saw him enter and put on a cold expression. "What's going on, Matthew?" Maximus asked irritably. "Sir, Emma just called. Mrs. Palmer attempted to take her own life and is on her way to the hospital." Maximus's face turned pale. He stood up from his chair and said, "Gentlemen, I must leave. If there's anything urgent, please inform Matthew." With that, he walked out of the meeting room without another word. "What exactly did Emma tell you?" he asked Matthew as they walked. "Only what I just told you. She didn't have time for more details. She's in the ambulance with the lady," Matthew responded. At that moment, Alexia approached and asked Maximus, "What's going on? Why did you leave the meeting so suddenly? We have to close the deal today; we can't afford to lose it," she said, annoyed. "The deal will be closed, but I have to leave." "Maximus, where are you going?" Alexia shouted, losing her composure. "Alexia, don't forget that I'm the boss here, and you don't get to speak to me like that," Maximus said, holding her chin. "Maximus, I'm sorry, but…" "No buts. I have to go right now!" Maximus hurried out, heading to the hospital, trying to understand what was happening. Today's argument had been minor compared to others. He couldn't fathom why his wife was acting this way. It didn't make sense to him. He thought that maybe it was their big age difference. Chapter 0004 After what felt like a long journey, the ambulance finally arrived at the hospital. Mary was pale and unconscious. One of the paramedics said, "She has lost a lot of blood. Let's hope we can still do something." Another said, "We have to. She's so young, she can't die like this." "I don't know what could have gone through her mind to make her want to end her life. She's so young," one of the doctors remarked. Meanwhile, in her subconscious, Mary was fighting against a very different reality. She was having the same nightmare again. Mary found herself trapped in a mansion, alone and with a swollen belly, visibly conceived. She was crying, pleading to be let out, looking distressed. Next to her was Emma, trying to console her. "Ma'am, please calm down. The baby shouldn't have to go through this!" "Emma, I just want to leave. Please, I just want to get away. Why did Maximus lock me up here? I want to leave! He tricked me into coming here. He's planning to steal my baby." "Ma'am, the master only wants to keep you safe. His wife could harm you. That's why you're here. He doesn't want you to get hurt. Please, try to calm down." "No, Emma, he wants to take my child and then get rid of me. How could I have been so silly to fall into his trap?" Suddenly, as if in a movie, the scene jumped to another moment in her life. Her baby had been born, and Maximus was holding the child tenderly. Mary lay exhausted, crying. "Please, Maximus, you can't take her away from me. She's my daughter!" "She's mine too! And the best thing for her is to grow up in a boarding school. You're no longer my wife. What kind of life could you offer her?" "That's none of your business! You can't take my daughter away from me! You have a son!" Unmoved, Maximus prepared to take the baby. But Mary, mustering all her strength, smashed a lamp over his head, knocking him unconscious to the floor. She grabbed her baby and ran. The afternoon was cold, and she ran out without shoes, with only a coat in which she wrapped her baby. She took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the mansion. Again, the scene shifted, and every time it changed, she felt a pain in her chest, like something was trying to tear her soul apart. It felt like a burning sensation in her chest. This time she found herself under a bridge. She was dirty, cold, holding her baby tightly while trying to breastfeed her. She had spent a long time on the streets, begging for money. She was hungry and weak, and her baby was crying. She was so tired that she gradually fell asleep, hugging her baby to shield her from the cold. The baby stopped crying. Suddenly, Mary woke up and realized her baby was no longer crying. Panic-stricken, she looked at her. The baby's face was pale and her lips had turned blue. Mary shook the baby, trying to wake her up, but she didn't respond. Her daughter had died from hunger and cold. A desperate scream echoed out, but on that cold afternoon, no one came to her aid. Mary wept bitterly, blaming herself, hitting her face, begging for it all to be a bad dream so she could wake up soon. "I'm sorry, my sweet daughter! I'm so sorry! I couldn't take care of you. Look at me—I can't even take care of myself! I'm sorry!" She saw the scene, pleading for it to be a nightmare. "Please, God, let this be a nightmare! Please!" As she repeated those words, she again felt something pulling her, burning her chest. Suddenly, she began to see a ray of light. "Wake up! Please, wake up! You can't die!" the chief doctor was saying. Finally, Mary's pulse reappeared on the monitor. "Doctor, the patient has a pulse. She made it!" "Let's go; we need to keep treating her wounds. We can't declare victory yet." Dr. Xavier, the chief doctor, noticed a tear trickling from the corner of the girl's eye. The doctor was intrigued. How could someone so young decide to take her own life? He couldn't believe she had a good enough reason to do something so desperate. Meanwhile, outside the emergency room, Emma and Catherine were waiting. "Emma, you've worked with our family for so many years. That's why I asked you to stay with Maximus when he got married. I knew you'd take good care of him and Mary. Tell me, what happened?" "Mrs. Catherine, I'm not sure. Yesterday, Mary left with a folder full of documents. She said she was going to deliver them to Maximus because he seemed to have forgotten them. Later, Matthew brought her back, and she locked herself in her room. Last night, the master came home and sent me away. He stayed alone with her, and I couldn't do anything after that. Today, they had a big argument, both shouting at each other, and she asked him for a divorce." "What?!" Catherine responded in great surprise. "That ungrateful Maximus must have done something to make Mary react this way." At that very moment, in the distance, she spotted a tall and imposing figure approaching. "Maximus, you spoiled brat! Your parents didn't raise you this way. What did you do to Mary?" "Grandma, I don't think this is the time to argue!" Maximus said irritably. "You insolent boy! It's my fault for spoiling you. As soon as Mary wakes up, she'll come to live with me. There's no going back." While Catherine was reprimanding Maximus, the chief doctor and a nurse emerged from the emergency room. "Are you relatives of Miss Preston?" asked the nurse. "I'm her husband," Maximus responded solemnly. "Sir, your wife lost a lot of blood. We had to perform a transfusion. Her blood type is rare, but we managed to save her. She's still in intensive care. One of the cuts she made hit a major vein, and that's what caused all of this. A few more minutes, and she would have died," the chief doctor said, his tone conveying both anger and concern. Maximus's face turned pale, his expression distraught. She had seemed upset this morning, but he never thought it would go this far. A pang of guilt stabbed his stomach, guilt over what she'd witnessed in his office. He realized he might have pushed her too far. He had never really considered his wife's feelings. She had always told him she loved him and reminded him every day how much she adored him. "Sir, even if she makes it out of danger, she'll need to be monitored closely. This time she didn't succeed, but that doesn't mean she won't try again," the chief doctor said seriously. "What do you mean by that?" Maximus asked, annoyed. "You need to understand what drove her to attempt for death. You can't ignore this. We were able to save her this time, but people who go through traumatic experiences often try again until they succeed." Maximus was stunned by what he was hearing. "How could Mary have done this? Was I being too hard on her?" "You're ungrateful! I'm ashamed to be your grandmother! Tell me, how could you push Mary to this extreme? I already told you, as soon as she gets out of here, she's coming to live with me. And if she wants to leave you, I won't stop her!" Catherine screeched. Chapter 0005 As Maximus, Emma, and Catherine waited in a private room for news about Mary's condition, Catherine couldn't help but remember how the girl had come into their lives five years ago. Much of this information was unknown to Maximus. Mary had been 17 years old when she was suddenly forced to leave her country. Her grandfather, Albert had called her at school and asked to see her when classes ended. Catherine recalled advising Albert that they should leave without telling anyone… -Flashback- Albert had called the school and asked Mary to wait for him at the entrance in ten minutes. When he opened the car door, he saw his granddaughter, and she saw the man who had always been strong now looking distraught, his face full of anguish. "Hurry, Mary, get in! We need to leave now…" "Grandpa, what's going on? My things are still inside…" "That doesn't matter anymore. Come on!" She had no choice but to get in. She thought, 'Regina will pack up my things and bring them home this afternoon.' The car stopped at a hangar, and the driver asked for their phones. "Sir, miss, I need your mobile devices and anything that can be tracked." "Go on, dear, give him what he asks for!" "Grandpa?" she responded, a bit scared. "My dear, there's so much to explain, but there's no time right now. I'll tell you later, but please hand over your things." Left with no other choice, Mary handed over her phone. It was the only thing she had with her; there were no extra clothes except her school uniform and a locket with pictures of her mother and grandmother. The driver handed the devices to another person, and they continued on. Something that caught Mary's attention was the driver's accent. They weren't local, that much was clear, but she couldn't figure out where they were from. Finally, the driver stopped at a hangar, and they saw a private plane. "Sir, you need to board immediately. This is as far as I go. 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