LOGIN"There was nothing Su Kexin wanted more than to marry an ordinary man. So, who could explain her sudden ascension as a CEO's wife? He promised her a lifetime of happiness, flooded her with endless affection, and treated her like priceless treasure. She thought that perhaps, this was her happily-ever-after. Yet, he threw a stack of papers in front of her one day and said, "Su Kexin, lets divorce." She finally understood how it felt like to fall from high above and crashing onto ground zero. Five years later, she returned and encountered him again. This time, however, there was a moe little bun of a child at her side. The little bun blinked at the man and said, "Mommy, this mister looks a lot like me."
View More“Mom, Dad, you have to help me, or I'll definitely end up in prison!” Ricky Spencer was crying out even as he tugged on Samantha's hand.Lionel glared at his incorrigible son. “What have you done this time?” he growled. It was certainly not Ricky's first offense. “I... I was just trying to practice my driving ahead of my driver's test. Irene's SUV was just sitting there and no one's using it, so I drove it around, and then I got caught in an accident...”“What?”Lionel almost died from a heart attack. “Just days ago, you almost blinded someone with a skewer, and I had to spend so much on damages and apologize to finally resolve it! Now, you're telling me you caused an accident? And without a license! You honestly don't appreciate being alive, do you?”“Calm down, Lionel. Ricky's your only son, and he hasn't completed his studies yet! You have to help him. He can't go to prison. Would he have a future if he does? The SUV is Irene's, so just say that it was her...”“Dream on, Sa
Irene decided that she would be out of line if she kept her place as Mrs. Jefferson.Nearby, the leaves on a tree were rustling from the touch of a slightly chill breeze. It was the early days of autumn, and the sun was much milder.Tightening her clothes, she hurried along, having planned to cook dinner for Isaac tonight before asking for a divorce.That was when a car suddenly screeched to a halt, blocking her path while several men quickly alighted. Without saying a word, one of them pulled a black sack over her head while another clasped a hand over her mouth, dragging her into the car before speeding off.Irene was immobile and completely under their control.There was no telling how long had passed when she was finally dragged out of the car.Although the black sack still kept her blind, no one was keeping her from talking.“Who are you people? Why did you kidnap me?”“778VQ. That's your car, isn't it?”“Yes,” replied Irene.Her mother had spent all her savings to buy h
When Isaac woke up, his nostrils were stung by the pungent scent of medicine. As he slowly sat up, his secretary came by to help. “Mr. Jefferson.”Isaac waved her off. “I'm fine,” he said. He took a moment to compose herself before asking, “How's Stan?”“He's unconscious, but the doctor already operated on him, so his life isn't in danger,” the secretary replied. “The doctor has also advised you to rest since you had a minor concussion. Why don't you rest a little?”Isaac remembered the blood on Whitney's legs just then. Pursing his lips in silence for a while, he eventually ended up asking, “How's Whitney?”“The doctor said that she had a miscarriage. She's fine otherwise apart from minor lacerations. She woke up when I arrived. She's in the next ward.”After hesitating for a moment, the secretary asked, “Should I call for her?”Isaac raised a hand to stop her.He was feeling a mixed of emotions. Despite his disgust toward Whitney, and his reluctance to let her be the mothe
Isaac stared at Whitney in silence, and she gradually felt the creeps.Guilt was gnawing on her. After all, she had never been pregnant!Nonetheless, he said slowly after a while, “If there really is a child in your belly, I want it.”Whitney was jubilant. She would be laughing out loud if she wasn't sitting in front of Isaac, but there was no hiding the joy and excitement on her face.Amidst all the thrill, she asked, “Then, are you going to marry me?”Isaac's answer was short and flat. One might even say cold. “No.”Those words left Whitney's smile stiffening. “What? Why?”“It's a simple issue. I just want the child,” Isaac said flatly with the last ounce of his patience.Whitney started to lose her composure right then. “Well, where are you taking me?”“To the hospital,” Stan answered from the driver's seat, and turned to glance at her for a moment. “You'll give birth to that child, but you won't be the mother.”This time, Whitney was scared witless. “Why the hospital?
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