Davina repeatedly checked to confirm that the man standing before her was Damian. Although Davina had always found Damian's geeky appearance endearing, she had never seen him look so immaculate. A thought crossed Davina's mind – where had Damian learned such beautiful words for his proposal? Was he a natural at charming women? Ever since Damian approached her, Davina had been lost in daydreams, finding it hard to believe this situation was happening.
The proposal had also caught Atlantis and Nick off guard, leaving them just as surprised as Davina. "Davina?" Damian called out, breaking her reverie."Huh?" Davina snapped back to reality, only to realize that a crowd of onlookers had gathered around them.Damian extended his hand, revealing a ring. Davina's gaze seemed to convey a silent message, questioning whether they had discussed this before. She was torn about what to do, but at the same time, she couldn't bear to let Damian stay on his knees for too long.If Davina were to reject the proposal and run away, her face would become an instant sensation, gracing the headlines as the most embarrassing news story. On the other hand, if she accepted Damian's proposal, her face would be plastered across news outlets as the fiancée of a new CEO, creating a scandalous buzz."Yes, let's get married," Davina agreed to Damian's proposal, knowing the consequences awaited her.As the employees witnessed the proposal, they cheered excitedly, except for Marcel and Camille. In just a single moment, they felt betrayed by Damian and Davina.Damian carefully slid a diamond ring onto Davina's finger, a perfect fit. They embraced each other, symbolizing their unity."Do you think I'll accept you that easily? I already told you I don't want to be a part of your drama," Davina whispered during their embrace."I'll compensate you generously for playing your part," Damian assured, rubbing her back."I don't need your money," Davina replied firmly."I won't just pay you money. I'll also seek revenge on your fiancé," Damian vowed hushedly.“I can handle my problem by myself.”As their conversation turned hostile, Davina and Damian pretended to maintain a sweet embrace, deceiving the audience. Eventually, they broke apart, receiving thunderous applause from everyone who had witnessed the proposal."Please enjoy the party today," Damian addressed the employees, signaling their spectacle was over.Damian then took Davina by the hand, leading her to meet Atlantis and Nick. Davina respectfully greeted Atlantis and Nick, her first impression of her future father-in-law eliciting a wry smile from Atlantis."Are you of Asian descent?" Atlantis inquired."Dad, that's not an appropriate question," Damian interjected, concerned about the possibility of racism."It's alright. My mother is Asian," Davina reassured."It seems like your mother has raised you well. You display respect when meeting others for the first time," Atlantis remarked, satisfied with his initial impression of Davina."My mother is an exceptional woman. She raised me with great care. Thank you for your kind words," Davina replied gracefully.Allowing for introductions, Atlantis introduced himself and Nick. "I am Atlantis Wilson. And this is Nick, Damian's assistant.""I'm Davina Claire. It's a pleasure to meet you," Davina said as she shook hands with Atlantis and Nick.Damian was taken aback by Davina's composed demeanor towards Atlantis and Nick. It turned out that Davina's attitude was far better than Camille's during her first introduction to Atlantis."Damian, can we have a moment alone to talk?" Atlantis signaled that they should speak privately. After all, Atlantis and Nick were unaware of Damian's role in this situation.Damian looked at Davina, seeking her approval before excusing himself to join Atlantis in a quiet room within the company building, ensuring privacy for their conversation. Meanwhile, Davina and Nick stood alone, determined to stay close to Damian, Nick, or Atlantis, preventing Marcel from pulling Davina away. Davina was using Damian's family as her protective shield."You don't have to pretend in front of me," Nick initiated a conversation."I'm sorry?" Davina was perplexed by Nick's comment."Tell me, what is your motive for marrying young master?" Nick's tone became protective.Davina almost burst into laughter at Nick's absurd question. "You should ask your young master. What was his purpose in publicly proposing to me like this?""You truly didn't know that the young master was going to propose to you today?" Nick sounded incredulous.Nick had noticed that the matching outfits Damian and Davina wore were a testament to their union and harmony as a couple. They were the only ones in the room donning white."Your young master informed me that the dress code for the company's anniversary was white. In other words, it was your young master who deceived me. I had no idea it would turn out like this," Davina revealed honestly to Nick.After the failure of Damian's first marriage, Nick was adamant about protecting Damian more than ever. As someone who cared deeply for Damian, Nick was determined to prevent him from getting hurt due to a woman."Who are you? What is your relationship with Damian?" Nick inquired."Damian and I were classmates in high school. I'm not sure if he remembers me. We reconnected when I became Damian and Camille's divorce lawyer. Then suddenly, Damian proposed to me. Does that satisfy your curiosity about our relationship?" Davina deduced the type of people she was dealing with. Nick was Damian's personal assistant, and it seemed they had known each other for a long time. If Davina and Damian's marriage were to happen, Nick would also inevitably be involved.Meanwhile, Atlantis was at a loss in the office addressing his son's sudden proposal."I had intended to surprise everyone today with your presence as my successor. I never anticipated that your proposal would garner more attention than your promotion," Atlantis expressed his frustration."You're right. I didn't expect the reaction to be so significant either," Damian admitted without denial.In a fit of anger, Atlantis slammed his hand on the table. "Why didn't you inform me beforehand? Are you doing this to gain control of my shares sooner?""The shares are one factor but not the primary reason," Damian replied confidently."Then what is your main reason?""This is a personal matter between Davina and me. I prefer to keep you out of it," Damian asserted.Atlantis grew increasingly irritated by Damian's persistent affirmative responses. He was well aware of his son's inherently innocent yet strong-willed character. A public proposal came as a massive shock to Atlantis."Didn't you just get divorced?" Atlantis questioned."Didn't you ask me to remarry?" Damian retorted, turning Atlantis' question around."I asked you to remarry, not to marry just any woman," Atlantis gestured toward the exit."Davina is not just any woman, and she was my schoolmate. She's also a lawyer," Damian said in defense of Davina."What kind of lawyer?""A divorce lawyer. Davina is handling my divorce case with Camille.""You must be out of your mind. Why would you marry a lawyer who's handling your divorce case? This is the most absurd thing I've heard in the past ten years," Atlantis furrowed his brow, clearly frustrated."Davina is a good woman.""You said the same thing when you married Camille three years ago."Damian sighed, realizing that gaining Atlantis' blessing this time would take time."Even if you get married, I will not give you my shares. I will give them to you only when convinced that Davina is a better woman than your ex-wife. Davina must meet the criteria and conditions I will establish. Could you tell me what Davina's true identity is? I know she’s not an ordinary woman.”"This feels like a nightmare. There is no way nerdy Damian could be the rightful successor of a large company. And the thought of Damian proposing to my best friend, Davina, is unimaginable." Camille pondered in the company's medical room, trying to understand what had transpired after regaining consciousness."No, no, it must have been a terrible dream. I have known Damian for three years of our marriage, and he has always been a geeky, ordinary guy. There's no way he could be a CEO." Camille tried to convince herself amidst the lingering confusion.Just then, Marcel entered the medical room, his tone unkind. "How could my fiancée be involved with your husband?" he questioned.Camille felt a shiver run down her spine, realizing it wasn't just a bad dream. "So, it wasn't a dream after all?" she whispered, the reality sinking in.Marcel tightened his grip on Camille's hand. "Why did Damian propose to my fiancée?" he asked, enraged."I don't understand why you are angry with me. You saw
Upon observing Marcel's serene presence on the sofa, a cascade of concern furrowed Davina's brow. The extraordinary calm that enveloped Marcel ignited Davina's already brimming suspicion and fear. Glimpses of Marcel's thoughts danced behind Davina's eyes, especially after witnessing the public acceptance of Damian's proposal. Today, wearing an ethereal white dress intended to veil the still-fresh scars, Davina resolved to alter her appearance. Shedding the delicate attire, Davina donned a loose-fitting sweater and trousers, meticulously innovatively arranging her locks. Determined to shield herself from the formidable force of Marcel's presence in her abode, Davina busied herself with concocting honey-infused water to alleviate the hangover-after effects. The avoidance of Marcel became her sole objective.After an enduring silence, Marcel finally broke the tension with his questioning gaze. "Have you betrayed me by accepting the proposal from that oddball?" he inquired, piercing the
Damian had been waiting for hours at his message location, but his new fiancée-to-be never arrived. Despite the long wait, he couldn't help but wonder, "Did something happen to Davina?"Approaching Damian after three hours of waiting, Nick said, "I told you that woman looks unbelievable. You're not unemployed, Damian, but you're back to being a young master."Damian turned to Nick with curiosity. "Have you met Davina before? Why such a dislike for her?"Silent and unable to answer, Nick gave Damian a sense that today was not the day to press him. But Damian made a mental note to ensure Nick answered his questions honestly another day. "Give me the car keys. It would be best if you went home. I'll visit Davina on my own."Hesitant to hand over the car keys, Nick voiced his concern. "Are you sure it's okay to go alone? Wouldn't it be better if I went with you?""I'm giving you half a day off, so use it to rest," Damian replied, pulling out a debit card for Nick to buy necessities using
Davina has been waiting for Marcel's arrival for the past hour. Despite being off work today, she is dressed in semi-formal attire, specifically a white lace blow collar dress with a black ribbon. Due to Marcel's frequent abuse, Davina always wears stockings whenever she dons a short skirt to conceal her wounds. The only person who has seen her injuries in the past two years is Damian. A smile lights up Davina's face as she spots Marcel's car parked in front of the penthouse apartment building. Without needing any instructions, she confidently gets into Marcel's black car. "You look gorgeous today," Marcel compliments her. "You've only caught a glimpse of me. How can you make such a conclusion?" Davina responds indifferently. "Even without fully seeing you, you will always be beautiful," Marcel says, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. Throughout the journey, Davina and Marcel hardly exchange many words, consumed by their thoughts. Davina does not provoke Marcel's anger, fearing th
Damian drove the car aimlessly, unaware of where to search for Davina. As the rain poured down relentlessly, his concern for Davina grew. No matter how many times Damian dialed her number, she wouldn't answer."I have no idea where I am," Damian admitted, realizing he had become lost due to his reckless driving. Eventually, he found himself on a lonely road, surrounded solely by towering trees."Davina, where could you be? I hope you are safe if I can't locate you today," Damian murmured anxiously.Damian eased his foot off the accelerator as a figure caught his eye - a woman struggling to walk in the pouring rain. The familiar attire made Damian's heart race, and without hesitation, he pulled the car to a stop in front of her."Davina? Is that you?" Damian questioned, narrowing his gaze to ensure he wasn't mistaken.Indeed, the limping figure was none other than Davina. With swift strides, Damian closed the distance between them. His mind was concerned for her, neglecting even the th
Davina awoke with surprise, finding a fever pack affixed to her forehead. The medicine had cleared her mind, allowing her to think more clearly. She sat up and carefully removed the IV from the back of her hand.Making her way to the window, she opened the curtains, revealing the vast and luxurious room for the first time."Camille must regret divorcing Damian for someone asshole like Marcel," Davina admitted, captivated by the room's exquisite interior design.To her astonishment, the door swung open, and Damian entered, equally taken aback by Davina standing as if nothing had happened."Are you awake? How are you? Are you okay?" Damian approached Davina, concerned."I'm fine. Thank you for caring for me," Davina replied, embarrassed that Damian had witnessed her at her lowest."Don't stand up. You're not stable yet. Let's sit down," Damian guided Davina to the sofa.Davina realized her legs were severely bruised and struggled to walk properly. Suddenly, Damian moved her leg onto his
"How long have you been observing me?"Damian was genuinely curious."Why are you so confident that I observe you?" Davina attempted to evade the question."Your previous words give it away," Damian replied."We didn't know each other before, so why would I have noticed you? I meant your presence at the divorce court," Davina tried to cover up her previous lie by pretending to focus on finishing her food.Damian ceased questioning, realizing that Davina was not ready to answer that one. Had he asked too many questions today?Seeing that Davina had finished her breakfast, Damian signaled to the maid to clear away the food and cutlery."Is this outfit Camille's?" Davina looked at the nightgown she was wearing, clearly uncomfortable. The cowl neck slip nightdress made of satin overexposed of Davina's body. Over the past two years, Damian had always worn long clothes covering his arms and legs."That belongs to my stepmother. It seems she doesn't own normal pajamas. Camille never knew about
Damian allowed his living room to be a meeting place for the lawyer and client. Through the one-way glass, Damian observed Davina's efforts to maintain a professional demeanor as she completed her work despite her poor health. Davina refrained from wearing any makeup, needing more energy to do so. Instead, she used Damian's lip moisturizer to alleviate her dry lips.Suddenly, a chill ran down Damian's spine as he noticed Nick standing behind him, staring at him intensely. "I never thought there would come a day when you take time off for a woman," Nick remarked coldly."Haven't I explained the situation to you? I found Davina unconscious and injured. I have no idea how many kilometers she walked in the rain while injured," Damian explained the situation to Nick."I also don't know how long Davina has been enduring all this hardship because of Marcel and Camille. We've already drafted the marriage agreement. That's why this revenge has to succeed. Davina and I cannot fail," Damian's de