After Ryan was dropped off at his home, Jane reminded him that she would be picking him up the next day to go to the courthouse and register their marriage. It was all about keeping up appearances and making sure no one suspected anything.
As he stepped inside his small, cramped room, he could not stop thinking about the whirlwind of events that had unfolded that day, especially that moment on the bridge with her. The idea of marrying someone he had just met was still ridiculous to his ears. He let out a dry laugh. "If someone had told me this would happen, I would have said they were out of their mind." But despite the absurdity, he could not shake the memory of her determined gaze. Whatever her reasons were, she was set on this, and he found himself committed to helping her achieve whatever goal she had in mind in the space of three years—the length of their marriage. Still lost in thought, his mind drifted to Mr. Lee. He remembered that Mr. Lee had told him earlier that he would not be at the market the next day because he needed some rest. Ryan had planned to visit him the next day, but now he decided to go that night instead since he would not be available the next day. Mr. Lee's house was in an old part of town, filled with southern charm. The area was well-known, mostly home to the city's working-class residents. Jenna, Mr. Lee's first child out of three and only daughter, warmly greeted and ushered him in after he had knocked on the gate to the house. "Is everything okay?" She asked him as they walked inside the house. “Dad didn’t mention you were coming over. Isn’t it too late? And dangerous to walk all the way here from your place?” she asked, concern in her voice. She turned to face him, crossing her arms, her eyes filled with worry. He chuckled, sliding his hands into his pockets. "Well, here I am." "Don’t you know people get robbed around here late at night? What if something bad had happened to you?" "But it didn’t. Let’s just go inside," he replied with a smirk. He knew the risks of being out so late in this neighborhood. After all, he had lived here during his first year of his new life, which was how he got to know and get acquainted with Mr. Lee and his family in the first place. As they walked towards the house, he threw out a playful question. "By the way, are you seeing someone already?" She stopped in her tracks and turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "What?" "Do you want to match me with someone as handsome as you are?" He chuckled. "Maybe I should give it some thought. The little kid from yesterday has grown into a beautiful woman, and she deserves a romantic life." Her cheeks flushed red. He noticed right away and teased her. "Oh, you are blushing!" "I am not!" she lied, trying to hide it. Before she could respond further, Mr. Lee called from inside, asking why she had not come in yet and who was at the gate. "We better get inside before your dad thinks it was your boyfriend who knocked on the gate," Ryan said, and they headed inside. When they walked inside, Mr. Lee and his two sons, Elijah and Klaus, were surprised to see Ryan. The family was seated on the floor around a table in the living room, sharing a big and traditional meal consisting of roasted duck, steamed buns, stir-fried vegetables, and hot soup—something that took Ryan by surprise. "What happened?" Mr. Lee asked Ryan. "That’s exactly what I asked him," Jenna chimed in. "Why the sudden visit after weeks of not coming by?" He chuckled. "So, does that mean you missed me?" She quickly denied it, but he could tell she was lying. Her brothers, on the other hand, admitted they did miss him. He then apologised for staying away so long and promised to make it up to them. "Is there some kind of celebration going on?" he asked, noticing how lively everyone was, especially with the feast they were enjoying. He took a seat at the table, though he hesitated at first when Jenna started serving him. "Guess what?" Jenna asked as she returned to her meal. "Just tell me," he replied with a smile. Mr. Lee then shared the big news: Jenna had secured a job as an English teacher at Zhonghai middle school. It was the best middle school in the city. "Wow! That is a good news," Ryan was happy for the family because it was a great news and feat for them. Since Mr. Lee’s wife had left the family due to their poverty, they had been surviving on whatever little they could scrape together. He congratulated Jenna on her new job and encouraged her brothers, who were both on scholarships at their schools, to follow in her footsteps. "You are the ones who can lift this family up," he told them. "Don’t let poverty be an excuse for not succeeding." After everyone finished eating and celebrating Jenna’s achievement, he handed Mr. Lee the pain relief medicine he had picked up for him on the way. "My plan was to come by tomorrow, but something unexpected came up that will take up my time tomorrow. I won’t be going to the market either." "What happened?" Mr. Lee asked curiously. "You haven’t missed a single day at the market in four years, except on Sundays." Ryan reassured him that it was not anything serious. Mr. Lee then thanked him for always helping out and supporting his family, despite knowing that Ryan was also struggling with his own financial struggles. They shared a light-hearted conversation afterwards. He played a game of chess with Mr. Lee, even though neither of them was particularly skilled. While they played, they talked about Ryan's arrest. However, Ryan lied, telling the old man that he was released because they realised he was innocent. After the game, Ryan said goodnight to the family, promising to visit more often as Jenna walked him out.Related Chapters
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As Ryan and Jenna walked towards the gate, he decided to have an important discussion with her before he left."Jenna," he began, his voice gentle but firm, "have you ever thought about living on your own?"She looked up, surprised. "What do you mean? I’m fine here.""I know," he replied, stepping closer. "But... you are smart and capable. It might be good for you to think about having your own place someday, maybe very soon, since you've gotten yourself a big job. It could give you some freedom and particularly a chance to really figure things out for yourself."She bit her lip, considering his words. "I don’t know... it is just so comfortable here with dad and the family.""I get it," he said, nodding. "But comfort is not everything. Sometimes, stepping out of your comfort zone is the only way to grow."She stared at him for a long moment, as if trying to read his intentions. Finally, she nodded. "I will think about it.""Good," he smiled. "That’s all I ask, and it is for your o
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The constant knocking on the door dragged Ryan out of sleep the next morning.Groaning, he stumbled towards the door, still in his undershorts. Yesterday had been exhausting, and he had stayed up late. But when he opened the door, his eyes widened in surprise—it was Jane. She looked just as startled, clearly not expecting him to be so unprepared on their big day.“Have you forgotten the significance of today for us?” she asked, frustration edging her voice.He quickly apologised, promising he would be ready in just a few minutes. He invited her in and hurried off to get prepared.When he walked out of his small bedroom, she was taken aback by how good he looked.Even though he was just wearing a simple white shirt with black stripes and black trousers, he looked handsome enough to make any woman turn her head."No wonder he has a reputation for attracting women," she thought inwardly.Still, even though he was exactly her type, she did not feel any romantic interest in him."This i
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The morning air was still cool when Ryan's phone buzzed. Groggy and annoyed, he answered it to hear Jane’s voice on the other end."I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to pick you up as promised. I’ve got an emergency meeting out of state," she said, her tone brisk."What about your driver? Can’t he come and pick me up?” He asked, his irritation seeping into his voice."No,” she responded sharply. "You will have to find your own way to my house.”Before he could protest, she hung up. A few moments later, his phone pinged again—this time, it was a text with the address and some money for transport.He stared at the credit alert, his annoyance growing. "She is such a rude asshole,” he muttered, pocketing his phone. Even though they had agreed to keep things strictly business, he had hoped she would show a bit of common courtesy. Instead, it felt like she was going out of her way to make things difficult.“I guess that is what I will have to deal with for the next three years,” he sighed
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As Ryan drove back to the estate gate, he stopped as the security guard approached the car before opening the gate to let him out. Ryan rolled down the window, smirking as the guard's eyes widened in shock at the sight of him in the sleek car.Ryan scoffed, locking eyes with the guard. "What, you think I stole it because I’m too poor to own something this nice?"The guard struggled to find words, his mouth opening and closing uselessly."Open the gate and let me out of here, you lowlife," Ryan snapped.He chuckled as he watched the guard trudge back to the gatehouse."It’s always the ones with nothing who look down on others when they get a taste of the good life," he muttered to himself.Once the gate was open, he drove forward a bit and stopped in front of the gatehouse."Is there... is anything wrong, sir?" The guard drawled."Sir?" Ryan chuckled.He leaned closer, his voice dripping with mockery. “Don’t worry, I won’t report you to your employer. Your job is safe... for now.”A s
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As the officer approached the scene, the young man ran to him."Mr. Jackson!" The officer recognised him instantly."Thank God you are here." The young man—Mr. Jackson said."You see that scumbag over there?" He pointed towards Ryan, who was still standing with the girl. "You won't believe he humiliated me. Me, of all people!" A smirk crossed his face as Ryder's gaze locked with his.The officer quickly apologised to Mr. Jackson, assuring him that he would handle the situation, and then approached Ryder.After asking Ryder what had happened, which Ryder explained in detail, the officer informed him that he would need to come down to the station on charges of intentionally causing traffic and assaulting Mr. Jackson.Ryan scoffed, already predicting how things would unfold. "Intentionally causing traffic? Did you even listen to what I said caused all of this? Since you're clearly choosing not to believe me, why don't you ask the witnesses around?"But to Ryan's surprise, no one spoke u
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For a long, tense moment, neither Ryan nor Jane spoke. The silence between them was suffocating as each second stretched out like an eternity. His eyes locked onto hers, searching for answers she wasn’t ready to give. His fists tightened at his sides as he struggled to keep his anger in check. He exhaled quietly, deciding to break the silence. “Jane?” he whispered. "What’s this slap about? What did I do to deserve it?” She scoffed in disbelief, taking a step back. "How can you even ask me that after what you have done? You’re unbelievable.” “I honestly don’t know what you are talking about. I’m completely in the dark here,” he replied, his voice calm, though anger simmered beneath the surface. She shook her head, frustration clear in her eyes. “I thought you were different, someone who wouldn’t abuse their change in status. But I guess I was wrong. Maybe people are all the same after all.” But Ryan was still clueless. “I don’t understand what all this is for. Just e
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"Shouldn't you at least tell me where we are headed?" Ryan asked Jane as they drove toward the destination she had mentioned earlier.He was sitting beside her. "You will find out when we get there," she replied sternly, without making an attempt to look at him. The drive continued in silence until Ryan's phone rang, breaking the quiet.It was Rose."I thought you were dead," she joked as soon as Ryan answered. "Yeah, your call brought me back to life," he replied, and they both laughed.For the first time since the trip began, Jane glanced at him, surprised and curious about who was on the other end of the line."I was really worried, Ryan. I thought you had been imprisoned, and I couldn't make it to the station because of what you told me." Her voice was filled with concern. "I'm sorry," Ryan apologised, explaining that he was released the same night."How? Where are you, anyway? Everyone is freaking out, even Mr. Lee. He said he has not been able to reach you, and you have not
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Ryan was about to say, "I used to sell skewers on the street before I got into construction. I now own a construction company." He wanted to test if Jane's family, especially her grandmother, only cared about money and status. He figured dropping this information would show their true colors. "He is the CEO of a construction company." Jane cut in. "Will you shut up this instant?!How dare you speak on his behalf when he is here?! Can't he speak?" The grandmother growled. Jane apologised, and Ryan agreed with what she said, realising he didn't need to stick to his original plan anymore. The grandmother scoffed, "The CEO of a construction company? Who is your family?" He chuckled. "Actually, I'm an orphan. I don't have a family, and my adopted mother has passed away." "Besides the construction company, what other businesses do you own and run?" He already knew where the conversation was headed and confirmed that she was materialistic. He chuckled. "That is the only
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The blindfold was yanked off Johnson’s head, and he squinted, momentarily blinded by the dim bulb swaying above him. His breath hitched as he realised he was tied to a chair in an unfamiliar, damp room.The smell of mildew filled the air, mingling with his own fear-induced sweat. His eyes darted around until they landed on Ryan, standing smugly in front of him, which made his heart race in panic as he flinched.His mouth fell open, his shock evident. “Ryan?" he stammered, his voice hoarse. Beside Ryan stood Ryan's uncle, and one of their trusted men, ready to pounce on Johnson at a moment's notice. "You need to see the expression on your face, man!" Ryan laughed hysterically."You looked like you just saw a ghost. I should be the one reacting that way, not you."“What... where am I? How the hell did I get here? What is going on?" Johnson asked, trying to struggle against the ropes.Ryan chuckled, pacing in front of him. “Whoa, slow down, Johnson. Which question do you want me to a
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Ryan sat by the corner table of the restaurant he had texted Chris to meet him, swirling the glass of whiskey in his hand. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the entrance. It didn’t take long for Chris to step in, glancing around nervously before making his way to Ryan. "What's this about?" Chris greeted, sliding into the seat opposite Ryan. "You better have a damn good reason for pulling me here. Jude’s not going to let it slide if he finds out. He must not even find out about this meeting. Do you have even the slightest idea of the danger you're putting my life in?"Ryan’s lips curved into a smirk. "Relax, Chris. I’d hate to remind you, but I have enough leverage on you to make Jude’s wrath look like a child’s tantrum." Chris stiffened, but he said nothing, his jaw tightening as Ryan’s words hit home. "Good," Ryan chuckled.He leaned forward. "Someone’s been tailing me for days now." Chris blinked, his brows knitting together. "What?!""You heard me." Ryan's gaze
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Ryan darted into the train just as the doors hissed shut, his chest heaving as he leaned against the cold metal wall. He pulled his hoodie lower over his face, scanning the train car. No sign of the person following him.Finally, he let out a relieved sigh and sat down.He pulled out his phone and took a quick look at the photo of his stalker, taken earlier at the station before he slipped onto the train."Gotcha," he smirked, lips curling into a dangerous smile."Think you can spy on a pro?" he muttered, chuckling to himself before shoving the phone back into his pocket.The journey felt endless as the train rattled along, carrying him closer to the private burial ground—a sanctuary for his family’s memories. Today marked another painful anniversary of his family's demise, a day he dreaded.He had been doing this every year.The train slowed as it approached the secluded station, just a few minutes walk from the private burial ground.He stepped off, his boots crunching against the
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Ryan sat on the edge of the creaky motel bed, the faint hum of the ceiling fan doing little to ease his frayed nerves. His phone buzzed again on the bedside table as Jane’s name flashed across the screen. He didn’t pick up. Her calls, like his uncle’s, had been piling up for hours, but his mind was too clouded to deal with them. He just wanted to be alone.Moments later, Ryan's phone buzzed again. It was a text message from Alex, informing Ryan that he was in the motel and asking for Ryan's room number. He explained that he had come under his father's orders since Ryan had been ignoring their calls.Ryan shot up from the bed after confirming that Alex was in the same motel and walked to the window. He parted the curtains slightly, peering out, and found out that the black sedan was still there, parked under the dim glow of the flickering motel light."Where is he?" he muttered, scanning the car. It was empty. "Could he have gotten a room too?"Realising the danger of meeting Alex,
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Ryan had always found a way around every obstacle, but this time, it felt like he had hit a dead end. No amount of thinking or even a smoke break could help him figure out a way forward without exposing his true identity. Frustrated and angry, he decided to leave the house the night after the break-in. Staying any longer meant facing her, and that was something he just could not do without getting annoyed at her.He sat in the car, ready to start the engine, when a knock on the window made him pause. It turned out to be Jane. "What's going on, Ryan? You've been avoiding me since... since yesterday," she said as he rolled the window down. Earlier, Lauren had seen Ryan walking through the living room with a travel bag in hand. Sensing something was off, she went straight to Jane. "It looks like he's leaving for a while," Lauren told her. "With the travel bag, I’m pretty sure he’s not coming back anytime soon.""So why are you asking me when you know I have?" Ryan scoffed, his face
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Lauren's face was pale, fear still flickering in her eyes. Her voice trembled as she stammered, "It was some men... they were wearing masks... they broke in and attacked me."But that did not concern Ryan."What did they take?" he asked her swiftly, his mind racing.He was devastated when she broke the news to him that it was a document from his room they took as the implications clawed at his chest. A man who introduced himself as the head of the estate security team stepped forward."Sir, be rest assured that the culprits will be arrested. We are already on it. The gates are locked, and no one’s leaving." He assured Ryan.Ryan scoffed, disbelief etched on his face. "You're assuring me? If your team had done the necessary thing instead of following a useless protocol when I reported it, none of this would have happened!" He scowled."I'm sorry about that. I've been briefed on it, but you can't really blame the person since it's the protocol, and it can't be violated. But don't worr
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Two days after Ryan received the proposal, Jane's grandmother unexpectedly invited him and Jane to a family meeting, catching them off guard after everything that had happened the other day. "What about the offer from Hyeom Group? Have you signed it?" the grandmother asked Ryan as soon as the meeting began, after making him and Jane wait for a long time.Ryan chuckled in amusement when she asked him why he was yet to sign it and submit it to the company. "Why are you suddenly concerned about it? Didn't you want me to reject it two days ago?" he replied. She leaned back on her chair. "I need answers, boy. I need to know your decision on it, whether you've chosen this family over the offer or the other way around."He scoffed. "Is this family worth it?"Everyone's eyes widened in shock, including Jane's. She had begged him before they left home to be on his best behaviour, but he was done pretending she had any real say over their lives—especially his. "What are you doing, Ryan?" S
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The moment Ryan's uncle stepped into the boardroom, he muttered a brisk "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen," as he acknowledged the board directors and shareholders gathered for the emergency meeting he had called to set things straight. After settling into his chair, he let his gaze sweep across the room, taking in each face one by one. A small smile tugged at his lips seeing that everyone was present, just as he wanted.Mr. Cho, whose face has been scrunched in fury, leaned forward.“Where is he?” he asked, his voice cutting through the room like the crack of a whip. “Where is the chairman? We believe that the reason for this meeting is for you to finally reveal who the chairman is to us, as we've demanded."Murmurs of agreement echoed from several of them, some nodding, and others staring expectantly at Ryan's uncle.With an unreadable expression but a faint smile, he announced, his voice carrying the weight of control. “Yes, part of this meeting is about the chairman."Curiosi
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Ryan had arranged to meet his uncle at the unfinished building where he interrogated Chris. To get there, he disguised himself and hired a taxi to prevent being followed.Ryan laughed hysterically, much to his uncle's surprise, when his uncle explained in detail to him how drastic the meeting with the directors and shareholders ended. "What's funny?" His uncle asked him with a furrowed brow. "It is uncle. I'm surprised it is the reason you demanded we meet urgently," he replied.“You know this is all your fault, right?” He added, realising that his uncle's silence was a request for clarification.His uncle's brow furrowing in confusion. “What? How?” Ryan let out a scoff. "How is it your fault?” he repeated mockingly. “It is the way you’ve been handling them with levity, Uncle. From the way you described Director Cho—is that his name?” His uncle nodded in affirmation.“From the way you said he acts and speaks condescendingly to you like you are beneath him says a lot, uncle. it sa