Fiona opened her eyes, observing as the sunlight illuminated the bedroom. "Oh my, what time is it?" She glanced at the clock and saw that it was already 8:00. She also scanned the room, not finding Stephen in any corner. Panicked, she said to herself, "Oh no! I haven't prepared breakfast for Stephen! Have the servants provided a healthy breakfast for him?" Quickly, she pushed aside the blanket and left the bed to search for Stephen. The brunette woman half-ran out of the room. "Stephen!" She looked for the blond man who had held her so comfortably last night. As she left the room, suddenly a pair of strong arms embraced her from behind, "Ahhh!" Startled, she screamed. The man's hands roamed over Fiona's body. But a gentle kiss on Fiona's cheek made her realize. "Stephen?" Her surprise faded, and she turned to see the blond man in a white t-shirt hugging her. Stephen chuckled at Fiona's surprised expression. He had been waiting for Fiona to wake up for quite a while and had postpone
When Stephen invited Fiona into the mansion, two lines of female servants on the left and right sides of the corridor bowed respectfully, welcoming the young master and his wife as they entered the dining room.The dining room appeared incredibly spacious with tall walls and a long table. Paintings in the romanticism art movement style adorned the walls, framed with gold-patterned floral motifs. In the center of the table, three antique candle holders stood, and an elaborate chandelier hung from the ceiling. Overall, the room bore the Victorian design aesthetic.Stephen sat at one end of the table, while Fiona took the seat closest to him.It didn't take long before plates filled with lavish and luxurious dishes graced the dining table. Their hunger couldn't be contained any longer, so both of them indulged heartily in their meal.Fiona wiped the edges of her lips with a napkin and then chuckled softly. "I’m sorry for eating messily. I only just realized how hungry I truly am!"Stephe
"Why?" Stephen's hands clenched tightly. "Why do you think that way, William?" Stephen struggled to contain the intense emotions within him. For Stephen, the matter that William brought up was not a simple one. Fiona was indeed Frank Geoff's daughter. However, during the time of the accident, she was only 3 years old, which meant it was impossible for her to be involved in any actions or decision-making. In a soft and pressured tone, William said, "Because the descendant of Frank Geoff doesn't deserve even a drop of your love and kindness. She should—!" His words were interrupted as Stephen gestured for him to stop talking. "Enough, William!" He let out a heavy sigh. Until this moment, not even a hint of hatred toward Fiona had crossed Stephen's heart. To Stephen, Fiona and Frank were two distinct individuals. Despite their blood ties, it wasn't fair to blame the father's actions on a child who knew nothing about it. Stephen always remembered how, when many looked down on him, that
A white-haired man in a black suit let out a slow sigh. As the trusted confidant of the late Sebastian Hudson, he maintained courtesy towards his young master, despite their differing opinions. "Please set aside your issues with your siblings-in-law, and focus on your wife, Young Master!" Stephen's eyebrows arched upward, but his lips formed a smile. "What are you thinking? Do you believe she has ensnared me with sexual allure?" he chuckled softly. Stephen remembered that unexpected first night. The wavy-haired brunette girl was stunning and graceful in her shimmering dress, revealing her curves. Unavoidably, he was captivated by Fiona's beauty. The woman seemed to admire Stephen greatly. Fiona's adoring gaze was something he couldn't forget. She desired him. However, all the beautiful scenarios Stephen had envisioned for that first night shattered as he got closer to her. Fiona's worshipful face transformed strangely into sadness, fear, and frustration. Amid Stephen's soaring desi
Fiona's eyes welled up with tears. For her, the words Stephen spoke weren't just an ordinary property gift. Instead, they were recognition and acceptance from him to Fiona as a part of the Hudson family. The blonde man asked, "Why are you sad? Aren't you satisfied with this Mansion?" The brunette woman in the white dress shook her head, "No, Stephen. It's amazing!" She quickly wiped away her tears. "I'm deeply touched." Stephen smiled, looking at the mother of his baby, then he clapped his hands three times to get the attention of the servants and guards. The maids and guards who heard Stephen's claps immediately rushed over to listen to the young master's words. Some of them on the second and third floors approached the railing, then looked down with solemnity. After glancing at the faces of the mansion workers, Stephen gazed affectionately at Fiona. "Notice all of them!" The woman scanned the room, looking at the maids and guards standing in respect towards her. Stephen continue
In the midst of a dreamlike harmony, the sound of an eagle's cry split the silence. A black-furred creature with a white head was seen circling in the sky.Fiona stopped chewing to listen more clearly to the bald eagle's cry from above. After confirming that the sound she heard was indeed the cry of an eagle, she swallowed the piece of cake in her mouth.Fiona asked Stephen, "Was that the sound of an eagle?"The handsome blonde man in front of Fiona nodded. "Yes, you're right. That eagle's name is Thunder." Stephen stood up from his chair, glanced out of the pavilion while looking upwards. For a moment, he enjoyed the aerial performance presented by Thunder. The creature soared so gracefully as if to show that it was the ruler of the sky.The brunette woman who was still sitting, enjoying her cake, asked, "Is Thunder your pet?"Standing upright with both hands in his pockets, Stephen turned to Fiona for a moment as he spoke, "No. Thunder was my late father's pet." Stephen looked back
Stephen grinned as he observed the man he had just rescued. At first glance, Stephen could tell that Frank was a wealthy man. But, of course, it wasn't that fact that compelled Stephen to agree to save Frank Geoff from danger. "Still got water in your head, sir?" Stephen chuckled, thinking about the nonsense he had spoken – being willing to marry the rich man's daughter. In a world with high social inequalities, it was difficult to find a partner who would accept someone without considering their background and wealth. The old man lying on the bed didn't take offense at Stephen's jest. Instead, he smiled warmly at Stephen. "No, My Son! I'm serious!" then Frank's pale face turned serious. He didn't hesitate to refer to Stephen as "son," even though he didn't know Stephen personally. This was clearly an odd behavior beyond reason. The smile on Stephen's face faded as he looked at Frank seriously. Then he said, "Please don't joke." Although Frank Geoff appeared wealthy, his swift deci
The morning sunlight dazzled Fiona's eyes. As her eyes opened, she saw Stephen's broad chest with the captivating scent of sandalwood. "Stephen..." she murmured, remembering how the aroma had filled her lungs last night, almost exploding with the burst of love. Though she had awakened, she didn't immediately get up from the bed. She was still relishing the satisfaction of their lovemaking while staying wrapped in Stephen's embrace. In her heart, she didn't want to rise and part from Stephen. With her face nestled against Stephen's chest, she tuned in to the rhythmic heartbeat of the man who had captivated her with his charm and prowess the previous night. In her heart, Fiona wondered, "Will this happiness remain the same until death separates us?" Frank Geoff's daughter let out a soft sigh. She didn't know why, but ever since her conversation with Stephen in the helicopter about his revenge plan, she felt restless. The brunette woman clung tightly to Stephen's body, as if preventing