Zoe thought it was quite inappropriate. She was about to reject him when he took out a food container from the passenger seat. “This is some homemade pizza and your favorite Caesar salad. My mom made these and asked me to take them to you.”She was kind of surprised. “Your mom remembered!” Cecil flashed her a gentle smile and opened the car door for her, “Come on. Your place is on my way anyway.” It was hard for Zoe to reject him now. So, she got in the car and buckled up.“Thanks for your help.”Cecil had his hands on the steering wheel and looked at her cheerfully, “Go ahead and eat it if you’re hungry. They’re still hot.” She did not want to act as if they were very close. Also, she did not want to make his car dirty. So, she shook her head. “I’ll eat them when I’m back home.”He did not push her. Cecil started driving away and said after a while, “It’s perfectly fine to eat them at home so you can take your time with them!” With that, his white BMW drove off into the distan
They had been married for three years. Mason knew how to turn her on, make her feel aroused, and make her bend over irresistibly. Both of them were entwined with each other in the darkness.They received education in privileged schools since they were young. Zoe was a by-the-numbers lady of a wealthy and prestigious family. Mason was extremely picky about the location where he had sex with a lady.However, he did not give a damn about it now. He wanted to see her having a meltdown right there. He wanted her to cry in his embrace and call out to him in a feeble and hoarse voice. Zoe was on the brink of collapse, “You’re wrong! That’s not true!”Her voice was husky and trembling, but it only served to incite the man before her. Mason suppressed her every single time she struggled and continued to treat her rougher, He even whispered nastily in her ear, “Do you know who he is?”“Don’t you think he’s somewhat similar to me? What’s the matter? Are you trying to find someone to replace m
Zoe’s legs were shaking when she left Mason’s car. She tried her best to not let him notice it. She did not want to be embarrassed further.What was the big deal, really?It was just sex. Mason had done it with her in countless embarrassing positions in the past three years. It was merely one more embarrassing moment to add to the pile. Moreover, they did not even go through with it in the end!It was still pitch black on the staircase. She could almost smell the erotic odor of when they intertwined with each other. Zoe picked up the food container and her violin. She shuffled back home. She was about to open the door when someone called her, “Zoe!”The light at the staircase came on all of a sudden. She saw someone she knew and muttered, “Ella.” Zoe came back to her senses after a while, “How did you find your way here?”“I went to the hospital and got your address from Mia.” Ella lifted her chin. “I came here as soon as I got off the plane. Hurry up and make me some food. I’ve
Zoe said, “Yeah, I know about it. Mason hired her.” That, in turn, shocked Ella. “Is Lilith the mistress he was talking about? It’s frustratingly hard to kick them out of your life, Zoe! You would’ve followed Mr. Aiden and studied abroad if it hadn’t been for that little accident. You wouldn’t even need Mason in your life!” She took another drag at the cigarette to calm herself. Then, she said, “Mason is such a tough nut to crack. That little accident has cost you so much!” She expected Zoe to back down. Instead, she said lightly, “Mr. Aiden called me. He wanted to take me under his wing in the four years he’s in the country.”Ella was so excited that she put out her cigarette. “I’m going to make you regret it if you let this chance slip by you, Zoe.” Zoe smiled faintly, “I know you will.” Feeling much better, Zoe washed the dishes, bathed, and went to bed. Ella was already fast asleep. She laid down next to Ella and rested her head on her shoulder. She had missed her dear f
Ava knocked on the door of the director’s office and went in after she got the a-okay. Mason was on a phone call with his mother. Their conversation was about something that Ava had just found out and wanted to report to Mason. “Are you just going to leave her alone, Mason?”“Who’s Leslie?”“That Ella has such a bad reputation. We can’t allow Zoe to mingle with her! You should keep your wife in check, Mason.”…Mason said nonchalantly, “Zoe is divorcing me, Mom! How am I supposed to keep an eye on her?” Lisa cared for nothing more than her family’s reputation. She was mad that she had spent a long time talking to Mason without a positive outcome. With that, she hung up on him. He put down the phone and looked at Ava. “Is Zoe working for Leslie?” She was about to say something when she suddenly saw a velvet box next to him. She recognized it. It was the box that held Zoe’s wedding ring. If it was there, then he must have looked at it from time to time.Mason always had his
Gregory meant to take a dig at Zoe. He smiled and said, “Zoe’s here too, Mason!” Mason was fiddling with a lighter and did not respond. Gregory took that as a sign that Mason no longer cared about her. Thus, he turned to greet her.“Hey, Zoe!”Zoe took a look at him and decided that Gregory had ill intentions. However, Leslie was right there. She had to be considerate to her employer, so she went over to greet him. Gregory poured three glasses of wine for her and said politely, “Fancy bumping into you here, Zoe! Gabriela threw a fit and caused you some trouble when you got married to Mason back then. I’ll drink these glasses of wine as a gesture of apology!” Gregory was used to having drinks with business associates. He was a heavy drinker! The three glasses of wine were no different than plain water to him. He looked straight at Zoe when he was done drinking, “You’re not going to embarrass me by not drinking them. Are you, Zoe?”Leslie just sat there, propping up his chin w
Zoe was half-drunk. Mason took her to the parking lot and opened the door of his car with one hand. He signaled for her to get in, but she refused. She was drunk, but she had not completely lost her senses. Leaning against the door, she raised her head and said in a husky, slurring voice, “I’m not going home with you, Mason! We’re getting a divorce!”He towered over her and glared at her with unmoving eyes. She was bewitching when she was drunk. He had never seen her like this. A champagne silk blouse and trumpet skirt were supposed to be elegant outfits, but they ended up bringing out her feminine charm.Every curve on her body seemed to be inviting men to caress and own her. Mason leaned into her ear and gritted his teeth, “Look at yourself. What part of you resembles a decent lady now?”Zoe raised her head and looked at him. Her eyes seemed to have cleared up a little, but became muddled again soon. Giving up on talking sense into her, Mason roughly shoved her into the car.
Holding her neck with one hand, Mason gripped the back of her with the other and pulled her toward him. Their foreheads were touching one another, and so were their noses and lips. His hot breath made Zoe tremble slightly.She was a little entranced. Deep down somewhere, however, she felt that something was not right. She should not be doing this with him. Just as he was completely turned on, Zoe leaned in and whispered in his ear, “When are we going to get divorced, Mason?”He stopped, pinched her tender cheeks, and forced her to look at him. Zoe’s face was red, giving her a touch of sultriness. She looked at him quietly and muttered unconsciously, “Do you want to know something, Mason? I don’t love you. Not anymore!”She repeated it several times. Mason was displeased. He pinched her chin and stared at her for a long time before uttering, “Do you think I care about that?” Indeed, he did not need to. He did not love her because they had gotten married for all the wrong reasons
Zion and Gwen's marriage seemed inevitable, with no one putting up any resistance. Occasionally, Gwen even had a strange illusion.It all went so smoothly that the years of separation seemed like they had never happened, as if she and Zion had always been together. After their reunion, he didn’t even ask her about her life abroad and treated her just as he did before.She was no longer as youthful and tender, but Zion still saw her as if she were a 20-year-old girl. Gwen felt a bit dejected, thinking to herself, he must just like girls around 18-year-old.But unfortunately, the spring river flows eastward and cannot return!Zion only smiled.In winter, the days grew shorter. After work, Gwen arrived at Zion's villa, but he had not yet come home. The two housekeepers had already started preparing dinner.When Gwen got out of the car, she received a call from Zion. Her voice was soft and tender.“When will you be back?”On the other end, Zion checked the time and said, “I’ll be
Zion noticed Gwen gazing at him with those wide, expectant eyes again. With a chuckle, he reached into the pocket of his trench coat, pulled out a sleek wallet, and carefully extracted a platinum card. He placed it in her outstretched hand and said with a smile, “This is my secondary card. There’s no credit limit.” Gwen gasped softly, then teased, “Wow, aren’t you generous? Thank you, Teacher Qin.” Zion gave her a light tap on the head. Not missing a beat, Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck and grinned mischievously, “Thank you, my sugar daddy.” Zion’s response was to pull her close, cupping her cheeks as he kissed her fiercely. Though he once carried himself as an educator and now as a refined businessman, he found himself utterly smitten by her playful antics. After the kiss, Zion leaned close to Gwen's ear and murmured something uncharacteristically crude that sent a shiver down her spine. He playfully nipped her nose. “Turns out you’ve got a thing for bad boy
Zion could sense Gwen’s cautiousness and chuckled softly. Then, he cupped her face and planted a firm kiss on her lips. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you. We agreed to save that for our wedding night. Besides, I just drank last night, so I probably wouldn’t be much use. I want your first time to be special, so I’ll make sure I’m well-prepared.” Gwen’s cheeks turned crimson. She buried her face in his chest, mumbling, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” How peculiar! Back then, even though they were together, their relationship had always been proper and restrained. But now, here they were, sharing a bed, their bodies so intimately close it was both thrilling and embarrassing. Gwen had never experienced this before. Zion seemed to understand her thoughts. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “I haven’t either. Before the wedding night, I’ll make sure to study hard.” Gwen didn’t dare ask how he planned to “study,” though she had a pretty good idea—i
Zion maintained a respectful demeanor and immediately greeted, “Mr. Noah.” Noah, however, didn’t make things difficult for him. He gave a light cough, which could be considered acknowledgment. Then, turning to his youngest daughter, he said, “Go upstairs first. Your mother’s been waiting for you all night; she probably has something to say to you.” Gwen hesitated and didn’t move at first. Zion gently nudged her, his voice soft, “You should go.” Only then did Gwen start to move. But before heading upstairs, she walked over to Noah. As the youngest daughter and the most adept at charming her way out of trouble, she hugged her father. Only then, with visible reluctance, did she head upstairs. Her father’s anger dissipated by more than half after the hug. Watching her go, Noah turned his attention to Zion, his tone calm but firm: “Have a seat. Let’s talk.” Zion immediately sat down and, with practiced ease, poured Noah a cup of tea. Noah feigned irritation and remarked, “
But Gwen was not satisfied.With reddened eyes, she pitifully asked again, "Are you married? Is there someone else by your side? Do you still love me?"As she asked, she was more persistent than before, yet it made the man's heart ache even more.Zion remembered that when they parted ways, Gwen was still an innocent, naive girl. Now, however, she was willing to ask such direct and revealing questions. The braver she became, the more pain he felt in his heart.Zion no longer teased her. He looked into her eyes and answered seriously."No, I'm not married. There's no one else by my side. Her leg healed, and she got married earlier this year. And yes, I still love you. Very much."...Gwen's eyes turned even redder.Her voice trembled as she said, "That doesn't mean I have to be with you. I'm still mad at you."Zion took a step forward and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. It had been five years, and now she had become a teary little kitten. He remembered how
At that moment, Gwen was completely flustered. She didn’t understand what Zion meant, nor did she understand why he was deliberately getting close to her. She wanted to ask, but before she could, Zion had already led her out of the car. The restaurant arranged by the school leadership was nearby, just off campus. Gwen had been there with Zion before, but not in a private room. Returning to an old haunt brought a sense of nostalgia. Zion walked side by side with Gwen. He was six-foot tall, and she was about five-foot-five. They made for a strikingly good-looking pair. Considering their history, the school leaders naturally couldn’t resist teasing them a bit. Gwen felt slightly uncomfortable and replied, "We were young and foolish." Over the years, Zion had grown seasoned in the business world, exuding an effortless charm. He responded with a light smile, "I wonder if we can pick up where we left off—still holding a grudge?" As soon as those words were said, the schoo
After running away in a flurry that night, Gwen retreated into her home, avoiding the world outside for several days. Her father, Noah, meanwhile, busied himself with his new hobby of keeping turtles—purchased on a whim after his wife, Gwynn, teased him for being too old. In an attempt to prove his youth, Noah even released the turtles back into the wild one evening, making a point of marking one with the name "Zion" on its shell in a bold act of petty revenge. Gwynn, ever the pragmatist, found the gesture immature and pointless, but it brought him a fleeting sense of satisfaction. Gwen, however, was unaware of the antics her father had indulged in. All she knew was that her father had been unusually concerned during her self-imposed seclusion, urging her to get out and take a break. Noah's insistence that she shouldn’t remain cooped up at home was an attempt to draw her back into the world, to reconnect with life. But she couldn’t shake the weight of everything that had transp
In the lounge, Gwen curled up in Tegan’s embrace, crying silently. Tegan gently stroked her smooth black hair, sighing softly. “If you really like him, I’ll help you talk to him.”Gwen sobbed quietly, “Dad will say you’re being rebellious.”Tegan paused for a moment, then replied, “Your brother will help me, won’t he?”Gwen clung to Tegan, continuing to cry softly. She remembered that today was Yeager’s full moon celebration and decided to cry for just a little while. After all, who hasn’t shed tears in their youth?At that moment, there was a knock at the door. From the sound of it, the person outside had a very refined aura. Tegan immediately guessed who it was; it certainly wasn’t her husband. She gently rubbed Gwen’s head. “I’ll go answer it.”When Tegan opened the door, as expected, it was Zion standing outside. The two locked eyes, and after a moment of silence, Tegan calmly spoke, “You two talk.” Zion nodded.In the quiet lounge, the soft sound of Gwen’s crying fill
The following August. It was the party for Ocelotte and Molly's child. Molly had given birth to a boy, named Yeager Sanders, a name chosen by her eldest brother-in-law, Lorian. She was very fond of the name. As for Lorian and Tegan's youngest son, he was named Fergus Sanders. Yeager and Fergus were the next generation of boys in the Sanders family. However, the first child was still Lola, the one and only little princess. She loved following Gwen around. The little girl was now three and a half years old and about to start kindergarten. On the day of Yeager's party, Gwen was still taking Lola around, but she unexpectedly ran into an old acquaintance. It had truly been a long time. Since the year Zion had left for another country, although they had occasionally bumped into each other, they hadn’t had the chance for a proper meeting. How many years had passed? Gwen didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to calculate. She vaguely felt it had been four