"Blood? Hahahaha, I don't smell anything. Are you having trouble with your nose, Nick?" Davina forced a laugh to mask her nervousness."Nick's sense of smell is more sensitive than mine, but he's never had any problems with it so far." Damian's response provided no reassurance to Davina."Do you also smell it, young master?" Nick inquired.Damian's nose twitched, honing in on the scent of blood that Nick had mentioned. As he drew closer to the source, Damian found himself leaning towards Davina, who was solely focused on driving. He gently moved her hair aside, revealing the blood that had started to trickle down from her wound."You're bleeding!" Damian exclaimed, taken aback.Without letting go of the steering wheel, Davina reached for a tissue with her free hand to wipe away the blood on her forehead."It's nothing. Don't overreact," Davina dismissed, keeping her eyes fixed on the road."Stop the car. You can't continue driving," Damian commanded."I'm fine, Damian.""Stop the car
Since everyone was busy with their respective jobs, Damian and Davina could only discuss their wedding preparations on weekends. Currently, Damian, Davina, Nick, and the wedding planner team were gathered in the meeting room despite the lateness of the hour.Damian's engagement news had garnered tremendous attention from the public, and as the new CEO of WW Technology, he needed an exceptional wedding to live up to their expectations. The event would receive extensive media coverage. The public's interest was one of the main reasons Damian felt compelled to organize a lavish and glorious celebration that would leave everyone in awe. He wanted the wedding to be planned to perfection."One of the emerging trends in weddings this year revolves around color. For instance, if the bride and groom choose a particular color, we can decorate the entire wedding using a color palette derived from that chosen shade," one of the wedding planners explained as she displayed the laptop screen to Dami
Damian strode into the room and discovered Davina already sprawled on the bed. Despite being aware of Davina's feigned slumber, Damian chose to play along this time. He understood that Davina desired solitude.Ever since that day, Damian and Davina have been trapped in a peculiarly uncomfortable situation. It was labeled as such because Davina never allowed Damian to converse.Davina appeared as though she had been suddenly plagued with anxiety. Every time Damian attempted to pose a question, Davina skillfully evaded him.That morning, Damian deliberately postponed his departure for work. Damian's driver, Nick, habitually accompanied him on the journey to WW Technology. Spotting Davina as she passed by, Damian opened the car door."Davina, hop in. I'll drive you to the law firm," Damian offered."No need. I'll manage on my own since I have to attend court," Davina curtly replied, exhibiting no pretense of friendliness towards Damian.Davina entered the car and drove away from the mans
"Mom, the day I divorced Damian was because I had no idea he came from a billionaire family. Didn't you see how geeky Damian looked back then? Ever since he was in school, Damian has had an unappealing appearance. I never imagined that nerdy guy could be a billionaire," Camille explained. Mrs. Smith snorted in annoyance at her daughter's response. "And Damian's secretary is incredibly irritating. I can't stand him. Have you tried flirting with Damian to win him back? After all, you were Damian's first love." "An older woman like you would more easily sway him than me. I don't know what Damian has been up to since our divorce, but he seems completely different. Even when we accidentally bump into each other at the company, Damian acts like he doesn't know me," Camille replied with bitterness. "I heard that Damian is getting remarried. Is it true? Who is Damian marrying? We don't have much time left," Mrs. Smith anxiously inquired. "Mom, calm down. Damian is marrying Davina. Davina h
Davina slowly opened the doors to each room in the old hospital, determined to locate the CCTV room. Spotting the room, she barged in, presenting her lawyer identification card with authority. "Transfer all the CCTV footage from the past month onto this USB drive," Davina commanded, giving a firm order. The CCTV operator appeared surprised and unsure of how to proceed. In frustration, Davina tossed the USB drive onto the security guard's desk. "Do this immediately, or I will take legal action for obstructing justice," Davina threatened, her words hanging in the air. Overcome with fear, the CCTV monitoring officer nodded and quickly transferred the data to the USB drive. Davina remained in the room, completing the task without further delay. Having secured the crucial CCTV evidence, Davina reached the hospital administration desk. Displaying her lawyer identification once again, she demanded honest answers. "Answer my questions truthfully, or I will sue you for obstructing justice.
"For you, this marriage is a means of seeking revenge. You took away a fiancée from someone who had already taken your wife. By marrying me, you see it as an act of vengeance. Perhaps you believe you have nothing to fear from their retaliation because you are superior to them. Everyone acknowledges your power and perceives you as the epitome of perfection," Davina poured out her hidden pains and frustrations, her voice filled with deep sadness."But what about me? I understand that I can serve as the key to your revenge. Without me, your plans may not unfold as flawlessly. However, our circumstances are vastly different," she continued, her voice trembling with vulnerability.Damian listened intently, not uttering a word to interrupt Davina's fragmented confessions. He absorbed every heartfelt expression she had bottled up for so long, allowing her emotions to flow freely."All these years, I have strived and toiled relentlessly to become a lawyer at the most prestigious law firm in t
In the dead of night, Damian summoned Nick and Detective Mark for an urgent meeting. He revealed all the evidence Davina had provided, and together, they meticulously pieced the sequence of events. Detective Mark was taken aback by the extensive evidence Davina had gathered on her own, but Nick was even more astonished."Just earlier today, I cleaned up the mess Davina created at the hospital. I spoke with the hospital director and ensured he received the compensation money. I also tried to question the director, but it seems he is unaware of most of the details," Nick shared the results of his day's work.Nick pressed the start button on the remote control and projected surveillance camera footage capturing Davina's self-inflicted injuries. He showcased the entire journey from Davina's admission to her discharge from the hospital."I was truly shocked when I saw this," Nick said with disbelief."I've always had faith in Davina. Ever since she showed me firsthand evidence of Camille's
Davina and Nick released each other from their embrace, and the once-warm atmosphere turned tense. Today, Nick addressed Davina as ‘Nick’, not as Damian's personal assistant."What gives you the right to say I'm marrying Damian because I like him?" Davina questioned, her tone filled with displeasure."What right do I have?" Nick scoffed sarcastically. "I have the right to say it because I know it. You haven't been able to let go of your feelings for Damian since you turned seventeen, Davina. Can't I call Damian your first love?"Davina stared at Nick in disbelief at his words. The fact that they had attended the same alma mater as Damian was trustworthy. "Did you know me twelve years ago?"Nick shoved his hands into his pockets. "You knew me, Davina. I've been by Damian's side all this time, so I'm the first to notice what happens around him."This conversation topic still took Davina aback. "I never noticed you during university.""The first reason is that Damian and I had different
Damian and Nick strolled side by side, their fingers intertwining, as they made their way towards Davina's hospital room. The doctor's news was encouraging—Davina was finally cleared to go home today. However, she would still need to visit the hospital once a week for a routine check-up on her healing wound.Nick felt relieved as he shared the doctor's update with Damian. "Thank goodness! Davina can finally leave this place. But she must follow through with the weekly hospital visits," he informed Damian.Taking charge, Damian immediately instructed, "Alright, Nick. It's your responsibility to ensure Davina's administration and medication are taken care of. Let's make sure she gets to go home today."Damian's words triggered a sudden realization, causing him to vigorously rub his face in frustration. "Oh, gosh! I forgot, Nick. You're not my personal assistant anymore," he confessed, feeling a pang of guilt. "Don't worry about it. Just tell me where everyth
On the morning of his hospital visit, Damian arrived bearing not just his presence but a generous assortment of fresh fruits. Knowing that these would be the perfect choice for his ailing wife, he hesitantly opened the door, careful not to disturb her as it was still early for hospital visits. The room was hushed, with his wife peacefully asleep on the hospital bed while their dear friend Nick slumbered on the nearby sofa.As Damian quietly entered, Nick stirred slightly, sensing his presence. Nick, ever alert, awakened at the sound and met his gaze. Relieved to see a familiar face, Damian delicately placed the fruit basket on the table, fearing that any noise would disrupt his wife's deep slumber. With a simple gesture, he motioned to Nick, silently requesting a moment alone in the hospital corridor.In the hallway, away from prying eyes and out of earshot, the two friends found solace and a sense of camaraderie. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Nick shared
The day of Camille's trial had arrived, casting a heavy cloud of tension over the courtroom. However, Damian faces the proceedings this time without Nick's support. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Damian had entrusted Nick with the crucial task of remaining at the hospital, steadfastly attending to the needs of Davina, who still lingered in a state of unconsciousness.As the trial commenced, Attorney Hernandez again took center stage, fueling his rapidly burgeoning reputation amidst the frenzy of cases mounted by WW Technology and Damian against Marcel and Camille. The mere mention of Hernandez's name sent ripples through the legal community, a testament to the magnitude of the charges.In a striking turn of events, Camille found herself devoid of the protection of a defense lawyer orchestrated by Damian himself. This deliberate maneuver left Camille vulnerable and isolated, forced to navigate the ferocious storm of the trial unaccompanied by legal counsel.
The universe seemed to deny Marcel's wish for a swift end as fate intervened, ensuring that the hands of justice still reached out to apprehend him, even after his fateful fall from the towering heights of the building. Despite his plummet, the police officers wasted no time in subduing Marcel and ferrying him away to the hospital for urgent medical attention, unwilling to let him escape the consequences of his actions.As Marcel was whisked away under police custody, Damian and Nick stood by Davina's side, their faces etched with a deep sense of worry and concern. The weight of the day's events hung heavy in the air, the fear of losing the one they held dear gnawing at their hearts as they watched over Davina, her strength and resilience a beacon of hope amidst the chaos.The looming specter of the impending trial cast a shadow over the group, the stark reality of Marcel's heinous act looming large in their minds. It was certain that Marcel's actions would earn him ad
"Let's take a short break while the judges deliberate on all the evidence and decide the defendant's sentence." After the Judge's announcement, Davina gathered her things and returned to her seat, trying to maintain her composure. Ignoring Marcel's presence beside her, she focused on the weight of the upcoming decision that would impact her life.But chaos erupted in the courtroom before she could fully process the gravity of the situation. Marcel, once a familiar figure in her life, now held a gun to her temple, turning her into a captive in the blink of an eye. The weapon was he stole from the police who tried to calm him a few minutes ago. The gasps and murmurings of disbelief that rippled through the room were drowned out by the silence that followed."What the fuck are you doing?" she swore.Davina's heart raced in terror as she felt the cold touch of the gun against her skin. However, Marcel's eyes burned with a dangerous intensity, his words cutting throu
Marcel's wry smile played on his lips, knowing that even someone as renowned as Davina, a famous lawyer herself, could not resist the tempting treasure he had presented her. He was well aware of the losses Davina had suffered at his hands and believed that she deserved some compensation from him because Davina was his first love. Instead of waiting for the judge's verdict on how much compensation the victim should receive from the defendant, Davina took matters into her own hands and decided to determine the amount herself. Observing this interaction between his wife and Marcel, Damian's eyebrows furrowed with suspicion as he pondered their unusual communication despite their supposed enmity."Do you think this trial will conclude well?" Damian mumbled under his breath, his doubts creeping in. Nick, who stood close by, caught Damian's words clearly and responded, "Have faith in Claire's lawyer. She undoubtedly has her strategy." Nick urged Damian to trust his wife and her def
Clad in an elegant ensemble, Davina stood patiently on the bustling roadside, her eyes scanning the passing taxis in search of one to transport her to her destination. Much to her surprise, her attention was abruptly captivated by the sight of a glorious black car sliding to a graceful halt before her. The sleek vehicle exuded an air of luxury, leaving no doubt that its owner possessed an unrivaled taste for extravagance.As the tinted window slowly descended, revealing Damian's familiar countenance, Davina couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. Accompanying him in the car was none other than his trusted companion, Nick, who, on this particular day, took on the role of chauffeur. It perplexed Davina why Damian did not rely on his usual personal driver.It dawned on Damian that he had fortuitously chanced upon an opportunity to engage in an enthralling conversation with Davina, a chance he couldn't pass up. Opting to depart for the court earlier than usual, he ta
Today, Damian and Nick arrived at the courthouse alongside Davina, albeit separately, as she had left the law firm immediately. Davina arrived before the others, taking her seat before Damian and Nick entered.Addressing his wife, Damian inquired, "Have you been waiting for long?" Taking a seat beside her, he awaited her response."Not really," Davina replied, her tone lacking warmth.Seated beside his partners, Nick, speaking in a hushed tone, asked, "How are you holding up, Davina?"Davina curtly replied, "I'm as good as you can see."No longer residing in Nick's apartment or Damian's opulent mansion, Davina had chosen to distance herself from both men. At first, she would often find solace in staying late at the office, citing an overwhelming workload. However, Davina eventually decided to sell her old apartment and acquire a new one closer to the law firm. Determined to create an emotional barrier, she had even changed her cellphone and restric
After a long day at work, Davina arrived at Nick's apartment, having chosen to take a taxi instead of her usual mode of transport. Initially, Davina intended to return to her private apartment, which had remained unoccupied for over a year. However, in his unwavering determination, Nick insisted that Davina stay with him until their impending court case concluded. He had promised not to intrude upon her space or rearrange her belongings, going so far as to take charge of cooking meals for her. Nick's objective was to provide Davina with a sense of comfort and security akin to that she would experience within the confines of her familiar abode."Ah, you're home!" Davina exclaimed with a hint of surprise upon witnessing Nick's presence in the kitchen, evidently having just completed the preparation of their evening meal."Yes, please have a seat. Dinner is ready," Nick responded, placing the final course on the dining table with a sense of accomplishment.Upon ent