Amber smiled at the idea in her head. If she succeeded in seducing the young man, she wouldn't have to leave all her luxuries behind here.She wouldn't go back to the streets. She would never stoop so low!She was about to step out to defend the man before the head of security. But her steps halted instantly upon hearing a high-pitched voice."No, you're not!" someone barked firmly.Amber knew it was Yvonne's voice, and she had no intention of facing that pretentious woman in her current position, which had no bargaining power.It would be better if she tried not to be seen. That way, she hoped the woman would forget about her and not drive her out of her current sanctuary. As she debated with herself, a quarrel broke out outside."Oh? Just because you inherited the Thornhill surname from your mother doesn't make you worthy. As far as I know, Thornhill's legitimate heir is a man. If there isn't one, then you must marry, and your husband will be entitled. As far as I know... You're sin
"What's wrong?" Hazel asked as she hugged Glenn from behind.He hadn't noticed her presence earlier, but now he held Hazel's fingers that trailed across his stomach, enjoying the embrace of the woman who was now his wife.He turned around to face Hazel, smiling mischievously at his wife. Hazel stepped back, attempting to avoid him, knowing his husband's antics well.Glenn pulled her closer until Hazel's face was buried in his chest. "Where are you going? You can't go anywhere," Glenn teased.Hazel tickled him, causing Glenn to squirm and eventually release his grip on her. When Hazel tried to tease Glenn again, he warned her."Don't even try," he pointed at Hazel.Hazel looked at him with a victorious grin, "Finally, I know how to retaliate, young master," she teased.As Hazel moved forward to tickle Glenn again, Glenn suddenly held both of her hands and turned her around. He held both of Hazel's wrists with one hand while the other roamed her body to his favourite spot, playing with
After their heated activities, Hazel rested her head on Glenn's chest as he lay sprawled out asleep.She studied Glenn's face closely, the face of the man she had secretly longed for and never dared to hope for reciprocation.Now, who would have thought that man would become her husband, and even love her so dearly?Hazel's fingertips traced imaginary lines on Glenn's chest as her mind wandered. She imagined how fortunate her life had become when suddenly Glenn's hand caught hers."Want some more?" teased Glenn, grinning.Hazel quickly withdrew her hand from Glenn's grasp, panicked. "No—," she refused, shaking her head vigorously.Her body felt sore after their week-long heated encounters. Hazel had lost count of how many times they had done it in a day, stopping only for meals and bathroom breaks or when she needed to rest, which rarely exceeded four hours.She couldn't understand why she needed Glenn's presence so much now, unable to be far from him. It was as if her body craved Gle
"Love, where are you going?!" Hazel shouted, trying to catch up with her husband. But she was too late as Glenn seemed not to hear her and had already gotten into the car.She saw her husband in a hurry to meet someone who was speaking on the phone with him. Hazel furrowed her brows, 'What urgent matter is making him rush like this, leaving me without saying goodbye?' thought Hazel.But then she speculated if it might be bad news from his parents-in-law, and she called Irina."Hi, darling. Are you guys close by?" Irina asked directly, assuming Hazel told them they were going to the Smith mansion.Once again, Hazel was puzzled because Irina's voice sounded ordinary as if nothing was happening."No, mother… Uh… Is there something going on, Mother? Glenn seems to be leaving in a hurry; I thought something bad had happened to you both," Hazel finally asked, unable to hide her curiosity."No, darling… Your father is here too, relaxing and having his afternoon tea," Irina replied. Hazel cou
‘So, that's what made him leave in such a hurry? To meet his lover?’ Hazel speculated, her brow furrowed, asking the driver to stop suddenly.They were almost arriving at Smith Mansion; the car pulled over on the deserted straight road just in front of the Smith property as she requested to stop.Seeing his young madam crying, the driver fell silent, only glancing discreetly from the rearview mirror, afraid of intruding on her privacy.Hazel again watched the video snippet sent to her by an anonymous contact. The message provided the whereabouts of where Glenn met his secret lover.Hazel's heart wanted to confront Glenn and his lover, but for some reason, she was afraid. Afraid it would become a scandal she couldn't contain. She chose to bury the issue, not wanting to ignite it.It was clear that the sender intended to provoke her emotions and provide drama for those with ill intentions, and she didn't want to comply.She would confront Glenn later in their private residence, where sh
Like a lump of hair lodged in his throat as he realised the effects of his carelessness today. He even found it difficult to breathe, imagining his wife somewhere right now with hurtful feelings due to a mere misunderstanding.'Which idiot has spread such cheap slander about me!' Glenn cursed as he punched the air.'Only a woman understands how to hurt her fellow beings with such a cleverly crafted scenario like this…' Glenn thought.One name popped into his head, especially now that the woman was in distress because her source of income had died.Who else but Amber?'I should have killed her long ago; she's just a parasite that never lets go, leeches to my life,' Glenn regretted.Now everything had happened. His wife had left without a trace. Whether he liked it or not, he had to contact his in-laws. They were the ones who knew Hazel's habits the best, while he had only just gotten to know the woman.As he waited for Miriam to answer his call, he noticed the silent and empty feeling
Glenn panted heavily after their heated and passionate sex as Hazel continued to curse him relentlessly yet also demanded his satisfaction.He lay beside Hazel, embracing her. His breath was ragged from exhaustion. Hazel pushed Glenn's arm away, her bad mood returning. She stood up slowly, picking up her clothes one by one and putting them on while facing away from Glenn.Glenn was mesmerised by the sight of the woman, now his wife. His eyes didn't stray from the beautiful scene before him. "Why bother putting them back on if I'm just going to rip them off again?" Glenn teased, wrapping his arms around Hazel from behind.Hazel quickly pushed Glenn's hand away and moved to the kitchen to get a drink. If Glenn thought their issues were resolved just because Hazel was willing to make love to him, he was sorely mistaken.It was just sex as revenge.Now Hazel felt disgusted with herself for willingly letting Glenn have his turn. And he, shamelessly and without remorse, invaded her feelings
"Send me your location," Glenn ordered shortly to Victor as their private jet had landed back in Nickelburgh.Glenn tightly held Hazel's hand with one hand while the other gripped his phone to his ear; he didn't want to let go of his wife as they walked towards the car waiting near the runway area."I don't like your tone, Smith," Victor rebuffed curtly, feeling like a subordinate to Glenn because of Glenn's commanding tone."You're just like a woman; who likes to sulk," Glenn teased, glancing at his wife, killing two birds with one stone. “So, how should I speak to you then?" Glenn asked, wincing as Hazel pinched his waist, not pleased with his teasing."The most handsome Victor... Would you be so kind as to send me your location right now?" Victor said with an affected tone."I wouldn't be so kind; I'd rather track your phone right now," Glenn countered, shuddering at the thought of Victor saying such things while winking at him and making flexible movements.He suppressed the nause