After Rejection, she crawled to my feet for forgiveness

“Mr. Norman, you're under arrest!” the officer barked, stepping forward, with handcuffs.Norman glanced up from his desk, unfazed, his eyes cool and steady. “Under arrest? For what?” “For accepting a bribe!” The officer’s gaze hardened, but Norman didn’t flinch, though a flicker of confusion passed through his mind.Where was this coming from? He had been the acting mayor for two years, clean of any such accusation.“There’s been a mistake, Officer,” Norman said, keeping his voice steady. “I’ve never accepted a bribe. Who made this accusation?”“I did, Norman.”Before the officer could respond, the door swung open, and Lana, Norman’s fiancée, stepped inside, her expression twisted with disdain. “I reported you to the police. Now to save yourself from more embarrassment. Go with the police and pay for your crimes.”She said coldly. At this moment, Norman was confused —more confused over his fiancee's statement than the officer's.“What are you saying Lana?”He asked, as he searched h

When Norman was in the police station, a black Mercedes-Benz pulled up smoothly in front of The Grand Heavens, Valkoria’s most prestigious hotel. Known for its unmatched luxury, it was a place where only the wealthiest elites could even think about reserving a room. Tonight, however, Lana, her father Lucas, and her new boyfriend, Henry, were here to celebrate their recent success. As they stepped out, Lana tightened her grip on Henry’s arm, proudly presenting him to her father. Henry, dressed impeccably in a custom-fitted suit, looked every bit the part of a wealthy young man from Capital City. As they stepped into the lobby of The Grand Heavens, Mr. Divine, the hotel manager, approached them quickly, a wide smile breaking his typically stoic face. “Mayor Lucas, Miss Lana,” he greeted warmly. “It’s a pleasure to welcome you here. We’ve made arrangements for you in our finest suite.” Lana raised a brow, surprised. Divine had barely acknowledged her the last time she was here,

“He committed bribery and embezzlement. So I got him arrested.” Lana responded proudly.Donald was getting annoyed by her gestures. “How's that possible, Mr. Norman would never do—”“Well maybe he's just been pretending, hiding in the shadows. A hypocrite and a liar!” Lana interrupted Donald from completing his speech.Donald had been tolerating her disrespect because she was Norman's fiancee, but with what he was hearing he had no reason to remain nice anymore. “Mr. Norman is a good man, he'll never do such a thing!” Grand heavens was worth a billion dollars, and yet Norman bluntly refused 90% of the shares. How can such a man accept a bribe?Lana boiled in rage, she hated the way Donald was defending Norman. “You think you know him better than I do?” She gestured, her fingers pointing at Donald's chest. “He's my ex, and if I say he's a criminal then he is. He's a corrupt pest!” She exclaimed.“You're getting too arrogant. And I'm afraid, your meals are no longer complimentary, you'

The men exchanged panicked glances, their earlier confidence evaporating. They had been caught red-handed, and now they realized their worst fears were standing before them.Norman’s gaze swept over the scene—the beaten villagers, the scattered goods, and the trembling spies. His expression hardened.“Who were you trying to silence?” Norman asked, his expression darkened, and his tone dangerous.Immediately all seven soldiers dropped their knees. “Please forgive us, Executioner. We've made a terrible mistake crossing the border.”The residents all came out, immediately they saw Norman. Their hero had come to save them, like he always did.Norman’s eyes narrowed. “Mistake? Crossing into Valkoria, beating innocent people, stealing their goods—these are not mistakes. Who sent you? Was it the president of Eldrida?”The men were trembling. They were in fact a spy, sent to check if the defenses of Valkoria were as strong as before. If their defenses over this area had weakened, their next

After hours of traveling, Norman and Bethany finally returned to the police station. Bethany walked inside, glancing around with a worried expression, her gaze moving from one cell to the next. Each cell looked the same: plain metal beds, hard mattresses, cold walls. She bit her lip, trying to imagine Norman spending even a night here, and it didn’t sit right.She began pacing, glancing at the narrow bunks and concrete floors, her hands threading anxiously through her hair. She couldn’t let him stay in these conditions; it felt wrong. Even though Norman had assured her more than once, “I’ll be fine, any cell will do,” Bethany refused to listen. She needed to make this right—this was her way of showing her respect.Bethany decided she wouldn’t settle for anything ordinary; she wanted to make things right. She arranged for the finest linens, the kind reserved for luxury suites, and layered the bed with plush pillows and a cashmere blanket that exuded warmth and comfort.Next, she brough