Jack was silent for a moment, at a loss for an answer. “I-I did it because I had no other choice. I wanted a child so badly-““Well, I see,” Verlaine said, interrupting Jack’s unfinished speech, “the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree,” he said with a quiet murmur.Verlaine then cleared his throat loudly, as if signaling he was about to begin his important conversation with Connor and Jack tonight.Connor began with, “As you told me on the phone that you would tell me about the next plan tonight. Tell me.”Verlaine raised both eyebrows. “Ouh... you’re so impatient, Mr. Grayson,” he said in a joking tone. “Is it because it’s late, so you don’t want to make small talk any longer?”“I brought Jack so you can use him for your plans too,” Connor replied, changing the subject.Verlaine raised one eyebrow, realizing that Connor was really impatient for the plan he had. “Well... I’ll say it,” Verlaine said then, no longer wanting to mince words. “In a few days, there will be a party held by
Violet opened her eyes and frowned. Her blurred vision clearly felt unfamiliar with the place where she opened her eyes, but no sooner had she paused and remembered, than Violet remembered where she was. Because of this, she hurriedly turned her body around to find Victor sleeping next to her.This was the second time Violet had woken up looking at Victor’s face to start her day. But the first time, Violet hadn’t been this close. She and Victor were like two poles far apart, but now they were like twigs and leaves that were always attached.Violet moved closer, wanting to see the details of the man’s face more closely. As she stood still and looked at him, Violet realized that Victor was indeed as handsome as everyone said he was. All this time she had recognized it silently, covered in prestige and always denying it even to herself. But now, she didn’t hesitate to smile, amazed.Her mind, which had not been filled with anything, was now filled with Victor, Victor and Victor. Violet w
After a few minutes spent cleaning up, Violet and Victor met back at the dining table for breakfast. As before, there weren’t many ingredients in Victor’s refrigerator. Violet used the ingredients she had on hand to make breakfast, and thankfully it didn’t turn out too badly.Victor doesn’t wait long and eats his share of breakfast. Violet stares at him intently, waiting for his reaction. But Victor just ate without saying anything. Even though he was eating well, Violet was still waiting for a comment from him. And when she didn’t get one, the girl chuckled. It made Victor stop eating and ask, “What’s wrong?”Violet looked at him with pouting lips. “You’re not going to compliment my cooking again this time?”“I already ate it.”“But at the very least, I want to hear your comet. You kept eating without saying anything.”“I already ate it, isn’t that clear evidence that I didn’t reject your food. At least the taste is still acceptable to the human tongue, hence why this human wants to
Connor approached Emily, then looked at the little girl’s sleeping face while gently rubbing her slightly gaunt cheeks. “So... how did it go?” asked Connor, Jack flinched as he understood what the question meant. However, Jack chose to remain silent, making Connor smile because he suspected that his guess was correct. “Failed, yes...,” the old man said, smiling haughtily.“I won’t give up, Dad.” Jack said with conviction, making his father look down on him even more. “I’ll try until Emily gets her new heart.”“You’re pretty optimistic for a kid who just felt the pain of failure after not listening to his parents, Jack. Don’t you want to complain and complain to this father of yours?” Jack was silent, his jaw hardening as he held back his anger. He knew full well that all his father was doing now was mocking his failure, making Jack feel reminded of the pain when his high hopes ended in failure again.Indirectly, Connor seemed to be saying: "Expecting kindness from a monster like Victo
Violet slowly opened the door to the room with the overpowering medical odor. She took a quick glance inside, and now had a perfect view of the figure sitting on the thickly blanketed bed as she glanced out the large glass window. Seemingly lost in thought, he seemed calm and unconcerned about his surroundings. Even when Violet pulled out a chair and took a comfortable spot to sit next to him, Victor remained passive. Violet glanced at her man with a quizzical look, as if she wanted to start a conversation. After five days of unconsciousness, Victor finally opened his eyes this morning. Violet rushed to him to see how he was doing, but it seemed that only his physical state had improved. Violet ventured to touch Victor's hand, and to her surprise, Victor flinched. Violet couldn't help but be surprised by the man's response. "Violet...," Victor said in a low voice, he looked up at Violet but those eyes seemed to be empty without a focal point. "You were here, I didn't realize,"
A grand birthday party was held in a large building. Today the eldest daughter of a famous jewelry businessman's family was having a birthday. Maria Siesta was 25 years old, and everyone rejoiced for her."Maria, happy birthday. I hope you receive this small gift." Maria's friend arrived, carrying a gift box filled with famous jewelry worldwide.Maria accepted the gift with a big smile. "Oh my gosh, isn't this Carter Jewelry? It's so pretty, Kate!"Maria tried on the diamond necklace, and she looked even more radiant. Maria looked like a goddess with her brown hair in a simple bun and her body clad in a red velvet dress that revealed her beautiful body.But among the sparkling lights that highlighted the goddess perfectly, a man appeared whose presence had already stolen the cynical glances of every pair of eyes."Maria, my dear ...." When his small voice said Maria's name, all smiles instantly disappeared. Even Maria fell silent with a flat face.The man was Victor Leighton, the youn
Rose Leighton's funeral was quiet. Only a few people came considering Rose wasn't much of a socialite. She was just an unconsidered wife, and her husband didn't even show up on the day of her funeral."My condolences, Victor," said Giselle, Antonio's first wife and mother to Verlaine, Vivian, and Vasco. With a haughty face, Giselle quietly mocked Victor.Victor bowed his head, unwilling to respond."I brought a message from Antonio. He couldn't come because he was busy," Giselle said."Even if he's not working, he won't come. You don't need to make an excuse because I know what he thought of my mother," Victor replied without looking at Giselle."How dare you say that?" asked Vivian in an annoyed tone, but Giselle held her back and smiled."You know your father well, Victor. I'm glad you understand your position, and you shouldn't be so cocky. You should be grateful that Antonio still wants to hold a funeral for your mother."Victor clenched his fists. He remembered what Antonio had s
When Victor opened his eyes, he found himself in the hospital."Mr. Victor Leighton?" The nurse's voice interrupted his attention, Victor turned his head weakly. "Can you hear my voice?" Victor just nodded, it felt like his throat was too dry to make a sound."Thankfully, you're fully awake."Victor didn't respond and let the nurse do her job; checking Victor's body condition."Wait...." The nurse was about to leave, but Victor held her back. Fortunately, the nurse heard Victor's very low voice. "How many days have I been in the hospital?""Two weeks, sir. You almost died with that many punch wounds and a pretty serious head injury.""Ah, I remember. I was beaten almost to death.""Do you remember what happened? Thank goodness. There doesn't seem to be any trauma interfering with that part of your memory."Of course Victor wouldn't forget how he was beaten. The pain was still vivid, as were the words of the man named Mark who degraded his mother."I also remember that today is two wee