《Trouble in Paradise》 Rift In The Perfect Picture 1 In the hospital, Nichs Hawk stood out conspicuously in the crowd with his tall stature and long legs. "You don''t need to be here. Go home," I heard him say as soon as I squeezed through. The bag in my hand left my grasp. Nichs'' stepsister was admitted to the hospitalte at night. It seemed my role was merely to bring some clothes over. I was treated no differently from a maid. Having been married to Nichs for four years, I had grown ustomed to his indifference. Thus, I decided to find the doctor myself to understand the situation. The doctor exined that the patient had an anal fissure caused by sexual intercourse. At that moment, I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach. As far as I knew, udia Quirk did not have a boyfriend, and yet it was my husband who had brought her to the hospital. The doctor nudged his reading sses and looked at me with some sympathy. "Young people nowadays love novelty and seek excitement." "What do you mean?" I wished he would tell me more, but he simply shook his head and ushered me out of the office. The hospital was bustling even though it was one in the morning. While lost in my thoughts, I bumped into several people in the corridor. udia''s mother, Frances White, had remarried into the Hawk family. After I married Nichs, udia expressed her unwillingness to stay in Hawk Manor, Nichs'' family home. Therefore, she had moved in with us into our marital home. I had witnessed udia nting kisses on Nichs'' cheeks countless times. Initially, I thought their sibling rtionship was just affectionate. But now, perhaps they kissed each other on the lips when no one was around. Who knew? I dared not dwell on that thought and stumbled to the ward. udia''s pale cheeks were streaked with tears as she clung to Nichs'' sleeve. She was murmuring something I couldn''t make out, and she looked pitifully distraught. The notion of eavesdropping through the walls like what was depicted on TV shows was utterly unrealistic. Modern doors had excellent soundproofing, especially when securely closed. Nichs stood with his back to me. His expression was hidden from view and his voice was inaudible. Nevertheless, one thing was for certain-he must be feeling distressed. My hand paused on the door handle, but in the end, I let it go. Rushing in and demanding answers outright would be irrational. Besides, I wasn''t sure if I could handle the truth. My marriage with Nichs had originally been a union of two equally powerful families. I had often felt fortunate to live in luxury and marry for love. But as the four years of marriage flew by, everything changed. With my father''s passing, my family''s fortunes subsequently declined. I wasn''t cut out for business, so to prevent my father''s hard work from going to waste, I could only watch my mother struggle alone. On regr days, thepany benefited greatly from Nichs'' favors. If I were to barge in and create a scene based on mere suspicion, it might jeopardize what little remained of our already fading marital bond. With no one at home, I went straight to udia''s room. Girls tended to have many thoughts on their minds, and where love was involved, it was hard to keep those feelings bottled up. udia wasn''t an ambitious child; skipping sses in college was routine for her. Whenever she needed money, she liked to cling to Nichs'' arm and act cute. She''d say, "Nick, give me money please." udia was five feet and two inches tall, making her a rather petite woman. She had a doll-like smile. Nichs would fall prey to her cuteness, but he wasn''t the only one. Every time she acted cute, even I ended up giving her extra pocket money. Yet, her room had no books or notebooks. There was only a picture of her and Nichs on the dressing table, a long-time memory from their childhood. udia had once told me the picture was taken on the day she visited Hawk Manor for the first time, and she had begged to take a photo with her handsome stepbrother. Back then, Nichs was already mature and poised despite his tender age. His youthful face, even when he was grumpy, could not hide his good looks. udia said it was her favorite picture. When I couldn''t find anything in udia''s room, I went to Nichs'' study. I even searched through the contracts in the safe, but still found nothing. At three in the morning, I picked up my phone and searched online, "How to find evidence of my husband''s infidelity." The answers were varied, but none of them applied to our kind of household.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. Nichs had rooms reserved in various hotels, and there would be no records of his stays. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Finally, I decided to send a message to Nichs that said, "Honey, are youing home tonight?" I was acutely aware that I wanted to use his concern for me as evidence that he hadn''t cheated. Subconsciously, I refused to ept the truth, especially considering it involved my sister-inw. However, at the same time, I also knew Nichs wouldn''te home. Instead, he would stay up all night tirelessly taking care of udia. My heart ached. To my surprise, five minutester, I received a reply from Nichs. It was a simple "Yes," as emotionless as he was in person. Strangely, such indifference made me ecstatic. Propping up my head, I scrutinized myself in the mirror. My bright eyes reflected a sense of innocence that was unfamiliar with the ways of the world. But at 26 years old, I understood best how this purity and the lingerie I wore could affect a man. I sat boldly on the couch in the living room, just so Nichs would see me as soon as he opened the door. With udia conveniently absent, I thought I''d add a bit of excitement to the mix. I waited until five in the morning, but there were no sounds of any cars pulling into the driveway. When I drifted off to sleep, my tears fell onto Nichs'' one-word reply on my phone. I didn''t know how long I had been asleep when someone nudged my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see Nichs'' enigmatic face before me. As I sat up from the couch, the nket slipped off to reveal my body which was carefully dressed to impress. I greeted him with a smile, "Honey, are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat?" It had been a long time since we''d been intimate. If a person who hadn''t had sex in years saw me dressed like this and heard my ambiguous words, how could they possibly resist? "I was caught up with something," he exined simply. He reached out to carry me upstairs. I knew what he meant. It was probably because of udia. But at that moment, I couldn''t care less. He was merely holding me in his arms, yet I easily felt aroused and cuddled up to him. I kissed his Adam''s apple, partly yful and partly seductive as I spoke. "Honey, I want you." However, he didn''t respond to my advances. "Put on something. Don''t catch a cold." He ced me on the bed and left after saying that. He headed straight to the bathroom. A profound emptiness flooded into my chest. The more passion I had, the more ashamed I felt. If he was truly cheating on me, he had enough passion tond udia in the hospital. Conversely, he didn''t want to touch his own wife. I felt so overwhelmed that it was hard to breathe properly. In just ten minutes, my arousal had already faded, but the water in the bathroom was still running. I spoke through the bathroom door. "How''s udia? Do you need me to go take care of her?" "No need. I''ll go be with her after showering." "Don''t you have to work? I could take care of her just as well." The rushing water in the bathroom couldn''t drown out his determination as he replied, "Ariana, she can''t do without me right now!" I chuckled through my tears as I leaned against the door. Was that really the reason, or was it because he was the one responsible for udia''s injury? Rift In The Perfect Picture 2 My gaze fell on Nichs'' pants draped over the bed. The loose waistband was twisted into what looked like a crying face. The ck phone peeking out from one corner seemed depressing. In our married life, I valued both love and privacy. We respected each other''s personal space and never touched each other''s phones. But earlier, I had already searched through his study. Would this make a difference? I pulled out his phone and swiftly burrowed under the covers. I hid my head as well. I was nervous. Nothing good ever came out of going through your partner''s phone. I was scared of finding evidence of his and udia''s dalliance, but I was also afraid of finding nothing and bing paranoid. My teeth were chattering as I thought of the rosary beads he liked to wear. Nichs, what exactly were you hiding from me? Whether it was my trembling hands or nervousness, I entered the wrong password several times. Atst, a message appeared on the screen: "Incorrect password. Please retry in 30 seconds."N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material. Was I naive? I could unlock his safe but not his phone. With my pounding heartbeat in the background, I mentally went through all the passwords I could think of. My mouth was dry, and I was swallowing air while I counted down the seconds. Five, four, three, two... Suddenly, the nket covering my head was lifted. "What are you doing?" Nichs stood there, and his bare upper body was dripping with water. His eight-pack abs were on disy. He had a gray towel wrapped around his lower half. It gave me a tantalizing glimpse of his V-line which led to other parts of his body that sparked my imagination. For the first time, I couldn''t appreciate the sight of a handsome man after a bath. My attention was fully on his reaction to me holding his phone. Clearly, he hadn''t expected me to have his phone in my hands. He scowled at me and froze. "Honey," I said softly. There was a guilty feeling eating at me. I was like a thief caught in the act. I didn''t know what to say to break the awkwardness. His Adam''s apple bobbed as anger swirled in his eyes. "Ariana Jones!" Nichs reached for the phone. But thinking he was going to hit me, I instinctively dodged. One of us pressed the shutter button, and there was a "click" that echoed in the room at an inappropriate time. On the screen, I had disheveled hair, tears welling in my eyes, and a deathly paleplexion. It was hard to believe this was the same person who stood in front of the mirror. Just a few hours ago, I had felt like a seductress who could capture his soul. Nichs nced at the phone, and his expression softened slightly. His voice carried a hint of teasing as he said, "What''s this? Documenting your first time wearing lingerie for me?" Only then did I realize my body was exposed. I blushed and threw myself into his arms. "I''m sorry." I knelt on the bed and held onto his waist tightly while looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Honey, I want to do it." Of the 26 years I had lived, Nichs had been the center of my life for 20. From the first time Iid my eyes on him from a distance, I had never looked away. My teenage thoughts were delicate, and I was deeply immersed in a fantasy of unrequited love. I didn''t want the faith in my life to crumble. I loved Nichs with all my heart, and I wanted him to love me the same. Nichs raised his hand to stroke my head, and the hard lines of his jaw softened slightly. "I have to apany udia for the time being. After that, I can consider bringing you on a trip." I cautiously probed him, "How did udia get hurt? Why did she get admitted to the hospital in the middle of the night?" "It''s nothing. Just an old ailment." In Nichs'' usually cold and firm gaze, I unexpectedly saw a hint of evasion. I felt a pang of disappointment. I knew he didn''t want to tell me the truth. "Will it just be the two of us?" I asked tentatively again. Even our honeymoon included udia. Right after I married Nichs, udia had fallen seriously ill, and the whole family was very tense at that time. They didn''t tell me the specific cause of the illness. Back then, to show my generosity and to gain favor with the inws, I agreed to their request to take udia with us abroad for treatment. She was still underage at the time, and she was wary of me. She only wanted Nichs to apany her. Out of consideration for her illness, I didn''t say anything. But since then, Nichs and I never traveled alone again. I now realized how unhealthy our marriage was and how there had always been a third person in our lives. Nichs hesitated. "How about we take another honeymoon trip abroad? We should try for a baby. Frances is getting anxious," I pressed and upped the stakes. Perhaps Nichs remembered his past debts to me, or perhaps he thought of the tonic his mother had pumped him with. His brows furrowed and then rxed, and finally, he nodded. "Which country do you want to go to?" He helped me smooth out the hair around my neck, which caused a tingle in my heart. It was a mix of love and hate. I put on a smile and mimicked udia''s delighted, pleasing demeanor. "Of course, the first stop will be our own country. The destination is Coral Vi in Radiant City, right here in our bed!" I leaped and hooked my arms around his neck. I kissed him fiercely as my legs entwined around his waist. He kissed me back. His hands carefully cradled my hips, and we both tumbled onto the bed. Finally, I was able to turn him on. Nichs came on strong, and my flimsy clothes came off swiftly. He grabbed my ankles with both hands and was about to take the next step when his phone buzzed. "Nick!" A message popped up on the notification bar. The pressure on my ankles increased, causing me some difort. He clearly noticed the message too. udia then sent several images. "Nick, do I look good? Quick, praise me!" "Haven''t you finished showering yet? When are youing back?" udia was always cheerful and enthusiastic. She always fired off messages like a machine gun. Nichs released me, but I didn''t let him go. I hooked my legs around his waist. "Don''t go. Can''t we continue?" My voice was impossibly soft. I was doing everything I could to entice him. His voice was hoarse as he pinched my thigh. "I''m not in the mood anymore." The pain made me loosen my grip, and I watched him wrap a towel around himself and head downstairs to the walk-in wardrobe. In this household, udia and I had different roles. She was the pampered darling of the family, the privileged child. Meanwhile, as Nichs'' wife, I must act appropriately at all times, be gentle and virtuous, and "see the bigger picture." In the past, if he had said something like that, I would obediently lie down and continue to dwell in the bitter emptiness and loneliness. But once the seed of doubt had sprouted, it wouldn''t stop growing unless something was proven. Hurriedly, I chased after him barefoot. What I saw in the walk-in wardrobe was shocking. Rift In The Perfect Picture 3 Nichs had his phone propped up on the watch disy cab and nestled between two watch boxes. One hand gripped the edge of the cab, while the other moved swiftly. below his waist. Not far from himy the gray bath towel he had kicked aside. Although most of his body was obscured, it was easy to guess what he was doing. Soon, the walk-in wardrobe was filled with the unmistakable. sounds of groaning. It oozed sensuality. My toes curled against the wooden floor. A cold wave washed over me and froze me in ce as if by some spell. I couldn''t move a muscle. Nichs quickly grabbed a few tissues. I thought he was done, but to my dismay, he started all over again. Only now did the real pain set in. Every motion of his arm felt. like a knife to my heart. udia''s few photos could pull my husband out of our bed and make him jerk off to them over and over again while ignoring me, the living, breathing woman right here with him. At that moment, a deafening realization hit me: Nichs was cheating on me! His actions shattered my world and confirmed my worst fears. I was betrayed by the one I loved most. My dignity had been trampled on, and it all became painfully clear. I didn''t understand why I was smiling even as tears streamed down my face. I didn''t confront him. Instead, I returned to our room alone, shut the door firmly, and had a quick cry. Then, I quickly washed my face and put on makeup. I needed to get to the hospital and see udia before he did. The court wouldn''t grant me more in the divorce simply because my husband masturbated to another woman''s photos. I needed more concrete evidence. In the hospital room, udia was ying on her phone. When she saw me, a range of emotions flickered across her face. Her emotions seemed more vibrant than a traffic light. "Ariana, you''re here!" She had always spoken with me casually. I used to think it signified closeness, but now it left a bitter taste in my mouth. I smiled faintly as I walked over and sat beside her bed. I gently stroked her cheek. "I heard from Nichs that you were in the hospital. I wanted to check on you. What happened? Tell me." If I couldn''t get answers from Nichs, udia would be the weak link. udia blushed as she was likely too embarrassed to mention anything so private. She nuzzled her cheek against my palm. and assumed her usual coy behavior. "Oh, Nick is so annoying! I told him not to tell anyone. I didn''t want you to worry." She giggled and continued her yful antics. She clutched her chest and started whining, "Ariana, my heart hurts. I want to eat an apple." I hade to the hospital to find evidence of Nichs'' infidelity, and I didn''t intend to be kind to udia. But as she spoke to me this way, memories of the affectionate time we''d spent together made my heart clench. After all, we''d lived together for four years, and I genuinely cared for udia like my own sister. I shared everything with her. She could walk into my room and take anything she liked. without me batting an eye. Whether it was food, clothes, or anything else she wanted, I provided it without hesitation. And yet, these two people I trusted the most had both betrayed me right under my nose. I couldn''t believe I had been so blind for so long. Holding an apple in one hand and a knife in the other, I thought if I had to choose between stabbing the apple or udia, I''d choose myself. I felt so foolish.. "Ariana, you''re the best," udia said as she watched me peel. the apple for her. Then, she picked up her phone to show me a photo. "I just took. this. Do you think I look pretty?" In the photo, udia looked vibrant and healthy thanks to a beauty filter. Dressed in her hospital gown, she looked more like she was participating in a trendy cosy than recovering. from an injury. "Yes, udia, you always look great in photos," I replied. absentmindedly. udia swiped through her photos and showed them off one. by one. Shemented, "Nick is such a jerk. Look at this. I sent him these photos, and all he replied was ''Yes." Nichs was usually so indifferent, but with udia, he always seemed patient and responsive. He would always answer her messages despite being terse. "Do I look good?" "Yes." "Nick, why aren''t you here yet?" "Almost there." "Which photo do you like best?" "The second one." I thought about my text conversations with Nichs. His replies to me probably didn''t even add up to a tenth of what he responded to udia. "Your brother is busy," I muttered. I was distracted. "Ah..." "Ariana, what are you doing here?" "Nick! You''re here!" I never imagined a small hospital ward could erupt with so many voices at once. As Nichs stepped into the light, the sound of my tears hitting the floor seemed deafening. Suddenly, I felt a tight grip on my wrist. Nichs leaned in and dragged me out of the ward. My shoulder mmed into the doorframe, and I gritted my teeth against the pain. He adjusted his sleeves and spoke. slowly but sternly. "What''s going on with you today?" "I came to check on udia. I just couldn''t stop worrying. Now that you''re here, I''ll leave..." "There''s nothing to worry about. I told you it''s just an old ailment. She''ll be fine in a few days." He wouldn''t let me see her, yet he stayed by her side day and night. Wasn''t that a sign of guilt? "Why are you so afraid of meing here? What are you hiding "Nick!" A loud cry came from the ward. # Nichs flinched and was ready to rush back. udia had identally cut herself while trying to peel the apple I hadn''t finished peeling. I grabbed his sleeve. "Honey, I''ll leave now- Nichs cut me off. "Enough! We''ll discuss this at home. Can''t you see udia''s hurt?" His anxious expression left me momentarily stunned, and 1 forgot to let go. He yanked his arm free, and his cufflink ended. up tearing off my thumbnail. The pain made me lose my bnce, and I fell to the floor. But his eyes were only on udia. As I watched Nichs busy himself with another woman, I felt my 20 years of love and admiration crumbling bit by bit. Hugging my bloodied hand, I turned away and mmed the door. I shut out their voices. I registered myself at the front desk. The nurse told me all the surgeons were called up to the VIP ward and that I would have to wait. I nodded and thanked her.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. I''d been waiting for years. How much longer was I supposed to wait? Later, the doctor exined that my nail was still attached to the nail bed and suggested removing it. "It''s a minor surgery. Still, you should ask a family member to apany you." I nced at my mangled nail. The flesh was still attached, and blood seeped out of it. It certainly looked like it required. surgery. Would Nichs feel any pity if he saw this? But he was in the hospital and still wasn''t answering my calls. "It''s fine, doctor. I can manage on my own." I entered the operating room alone. As the doctor injected local anesthesia around my finger with arge needle, I didn''t utter a sound. He looked at me with admiration. "This injection is very painful. Even grown men find it hard to endure. Just now, I was bandaging a minor wound for a young girl, and she cried her heart out while clinging to her boyfriend. But to be fair, her boyfriend was very caring and concerned." Calmly, I replied, "If my husband were here, I''d cry too." The doctor, who was trying to lighten the mood, joked, "Then we should wait for him toe. I shook my head. "My husband might be that very caring boyfriend you just mentioned." Picture 4 I used to love watching melodramatic TV shows, so I had a pretty good idea of the destructive allure of first love in a man''s life. The more unattainable she was, the more he wanted her. For Nichs and udia, societal norms meant they could never be together. The Hawk family was too prestigious. Even without blood ties, they couldn''t afford such a scandal. If Nichs truly loved udia, even her faults would seem endearing to him. How could Ipete with that? The surgery proceeded in silence and withoutplications. Afterward, I sat on the second floor and waited to get my medication. The smell of disinfectant permeated the air and cleared my thoughts. In a moment of rity, I messaged Nichs. "If your had to choose between udia and me, who would you pick?" If he chose udia, I''d let go gracefully and wish them happiness. I knew sending that message was impulsive, but if I didn''t act on impulse, how could I ever convince myself to give up on the man I''d loved for so many years? I clutched my phone while waiting anxiously. However, my message seemed to vanish into the void. There was no sign that he would respond. 0004 After a long while, I couldn''t resist going back to udia''s ward. Inside, Nichs was delicately spearing apple slices with a fruit fork and offering them to udia with a tenderness I had never seen before. I hade at the wrong time. If I had waited a bit longer, I might have caught undeniable proof of their affair and ended my internal conflict. When I called Nichs out of the ward, he faced me with indifference. "What''s so urgent that it can''t wait until we''re home?" "I''m waiting for your response," I said firmly. Nichs reached into his pocket for his phone. After reading my message, he pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek. "What''s this supposed to mean?" He didn''t show the slightest hint of being caught off guard. In his confident gaze, I felt myself appearing to be the unreasonable one. In azy tone, he asked, "Why the hell should I choose? What''s gotten into you?" Nichs even casually pulled out a pack of cigarettes, only to put them away when he remembered we were in a hospital. His expressionless gaze met mine as he toyed with the rosary beads on his wrist while waiting for my answer. Under the harsh hospital lights, I must have looked ghastly. My exhausted expression was reflected in his eyes. It left me feeling exposed and mortified. Even my conviction that he was emotionally cheating began to waver. Was I being too sensitive? How could he be so self-assured? Nichs squinted at me for a moment before grabbing my wrist and holding it between us. "There''s no need to injure yourself on purpose. Your body is a gift from your parents. "udia is sick, so I''m spending more time with her. What''s wrong with that?" What? He thought I had deliberately hurt myself? Tears of frustration welled up in my eyes. At that moment, the anesthesia seemed to lose its effect. The pain radiated from my injured thumb and made me gasp for breath. He didn''t give me a chance to speak as his tone turned harsh. "Stop pretending. Do you think I can''t see you''re throwing a tantrum? She''s just my sister. Don''t overthink things!" I was rendered speechless by his usations. He still looked the same. He was charming on the outside, but at that moment, it felt like I had never really known him. Nichs issued his usualmands, "Go home. Don''te to the hospital unless it''s necessary." "Fine. I''m leaving!" I retorted. I took his impassiveness as his choice. I stepped back, turned, and ran away. "From now on, spend as much time with her as you want." Nichs didn''t follow me. I heard the ward door open and close behind me. "Nick, did you guys have a fight?" When I got home and opened the door, Wendy Keller immediately came to greet me. She took my shoes and bag. She noticed the bandage on my hand and asked with concern, Madam, did you hurt yourself? Should I call a doctor?" Her unexpected kindness made my nose tingle, and tears quickly welled up in my eyes. My husband of four years couldn''t even show me thepassion that our housekeeper was capable of showing. People said love was the cheapest thing in the world, and they were right. "Wendy, I just got back from the hospital. No need to cook today. You can go home." Our housekeepers didn''t live with us. They came and went on a schedule. They only did the essential cleaning and cooking. I didn''t like having too many people around, and now I felt utterly exhausted. I needed to be alone. Wendy looked rmed. "That''s not right. Let me at least clean up a bit before I go. I can''t just take your money for nothing." We had a separate housekeeper for cleaning, but Wendy was diligent and reliable, so I let her continue. My unfocused gaze settled on her busy figure, and soon I noticed a pile of items that didn''t belong to me umting around her. There were small toys, colorful cartoon hair clips, cute figurines, and many other things couldn''t even recognize. It dawned on me how divided my home of four years had be. I loved warm tones, cleanliness, and sunlight streaming into every corner without obstruction. Yet, udia''s presence was imprinted on every part of my home. I didn''t like anyone invading my private space, but udia had been living here for four years. "Leave it, Wendy." "Huh?" Wendy looked at me while holding something shiny in her hand. She looked puzzled. I smiled and exined, "Go to the storage room. I''ll get the suitcase. Help me pack." The one who needed to leave wasn''t udia. It was me. Wendy cautiously studied my expression. "Madam, did you and Mr. Hawk have a fight? Every couple has their ups and downs. "You shouldn''t leave just because of a fight. If anyone should. go, it should be Mr. Hawk." Herment made meugh. "After I leave, Nichs will be the one paying you. And yet you talk about him behind his back?"N?velDrama.Org ? content. "Then take me with you." I was the one who hired Wendy, so her loyalty didn''t surprise me. "Once I''m settled, I''ll bring you along. I''ve gotten used to your cooking; I''m not sure I''d like anyone else''s." In the end, Wendy had to sit on my suitcase with her ample figure to force the suitcase zipper closed. When I reached out to take it, she didn''t let go. She engaged in a silent tug-of-war with me. "Let go. Don''t think I didn''t notice you calling Nichs just now. Earlier, I had gone to ask Wendy to fetch myrgest suitcase, only to witness her making a call. She had told Nichs that I wasn''t having dinner and was packing to leave, only to be hung up on in less than three seconds. I could guess Nichs'' response. He probably said, "Whatever. Wendy released the suitcase, which confirmed my suspicions. +25 BONU "Wendy, stay here and take it easy. You don''t need to cook anything nice. Just help me spend Nichs'' money as much as possible. Make him go bankrupt if you can." That was my way of saying goodbye. Wendy suddenly blinked at me like she was trying to force out tears. I thought she was overreacting. I waved her off and turned to leave, but in my haste, I ran straight into a wall. Rift In The Perfect Picture 5 I rubbed my forehead as tears brimmed in my eyes. I looked up and realized that I hadn''t bumped into a wall. Instead, I bumped into Nichs'' solid chest. "I wouldn''t go bankrupt even if I had to employ a billion. housekeepers like Wendy to keep you fed," Nichs said. Nichs hid his emotions well, but I still caught a fleeting look. of disdain on his face. What was there to be so smug about? No matter how rich he was, I paid Wendy her sry. I grabbed the handle of my suitcase and walked past Nichs. without sparing him another nce. However, Nichs blocked my way expressionlessly and kicked the bottom of the suitcase. He instructed Wendy, who was standing nearby, "Put the madam''s belongings back in their ce." Wendy quickly ran after the rolling suitcase and made her escape. I didn''t me Wendy for herck of loyalty, nor did I feel ashamed about getting caught by Nichs. I was definitely not the person in his household who should feel ashamed. "You shouldn''t block the way if you know what''s good for you." This was probably the most assertive thing I had said to Nichs since we met. Nichs did not reply. Instead, he suddenly crouched down. Before I could understand what was happening, I found myself with both feet in the air. Nichs actually hoisted me over his shoulder! I struggled and kicked to get away, only to receive a hard p on my butt. Stunned, I bit down on his shoulder in anger. The pain from my clenched teeth couldn''t wash away the indescribable resentment I felt in my heart. Tears fell uncontrobly from my eyes. Did Nichs refuse to let me go because he enjoyed testing the moral boundaries of having both his wife and mistress under the same roof? Or had he fallen in love with the thrill of infidelity? I tried to ease my pain with such venomous thoughts, but it was futile. Nichs threw me on the bed and immediately pressed his body down on top of me. Hended kisses all over my face, but all he could taste were bitter tears. "Don''t touch me!" I cried. He had already masturbated once today. Wasn''t he afraid he''d be sexually exhausted if he had sex with me now? We had never done it twice in a row before. Honestly, I had almost forgotten what it felt like. Surprised, Nichs fixed his gaze on me. "Are you crying. because we didn''t do it this morning?" "No!" I retorted, "I don''t want to be with you anymore. I want a divorce." Charler boots I thought that I would feel hurt when the word "divorce" slipped out of my mouth, but I didn''t feel sad at all. Instead, she felt a sense of relief. I had enough of trying to please him all these years. I was tired of it. It seemed that I had also been waiting for this day subconsciously. It was no wonder that Nichs remained cold to me no matter how well I treated him. It turned out that he had long been secretly in love with someone else.N?velDrama.Org ? content. The tenderness on Nichs'' face disappeared and was reced with a chilling look. "You want a divorce just because I spent more time with udia after she got hurt? Ariana, you should know how to draw the line within the limits of my patience even if you wish to kick up a fuss." 1 fixed my gaze on Nichs silently before letting out a sigh. Nichs, you are a married man. Do you understand what boundaries are?" Nichs replied, "Are you talking to me about boundaries? You confessed to me right away in our arranged meeting. Do you know what a woman''s boundaries are? "Besides, udia is like a sister to me. We''ve always been like this. Maybe you should reflect on yourself if you think there''s a problem between us." I gaped in shock. I never expected Nichs to bring up the fact that I had confessed to him first. The first time I met him was at a banquet. Nichs was performing on stage, like a picture of a perfect golden child. Back then, everyone in Radiant City described him as an exceptional scion of the Hawk family whenever his name was mentioned. It was then I truly learned what love at first sight was. I still remember updating a private post on Facebook, "Nichs, my love at first sight." How could I be content being friends with someone whom I fell in love with at first sight? Every encounter I had with him after that was meticulously nned. To the outside world, I jokingly portrayed my marriage as a family arrangement. However, only I knew how much effort I had put into making the marriage happen. I said with a faint smile, "Since you think so poorly of me, then it''s perfect that we should part ways. I''ll leave with nothing to my name if you would y the song you yed for me at our wedding once more. How about that?" After four years, listening to "Salut d''Amour" again brought about apletely different feeling within me. Nichs sat at the piano in the middle of the living room. His hands hovered over the keyboard as his fingers brushed against the keys. The melody of the romantic serenade echoed through the entire vi. I felt genuinely happy when Nichs yed this piano piece for me at our wedding. Now, the reason he yed this piece. TE again was also for the sake of our happiness. However, this time it was for a happy future that no longer included each other. At that moment, I felt a little dazed. I wasn''t sure if it was the sunlight casting a dazzling glow on Nichs or if he was just that radiant. Dazzled by Nichs radiance, my eyes welled up with tears. I had to leave! I took two steps back. I could not allow myself to continue being infatuated with him. As I turned around, Nichs pulled me into a tight embrace. His skin was scorching hot. It was so hot that it almost made me feel like he truly needed me. I tried to reject Nichs twice, but he was more persistent when it came to these matters. As soon as I let my guard down, he lifted me onto the piano. A loud resonant crash brought Wendy in to draw the curtains in the living room before scurrying away quickly. Having sex in the living room evoked the thrilling pleasure of doing the deed in a public ce, but at the same time, there was more privacy. Nichs guided my body on the piano keys, but the notes produced were far from beautiful. At the beginning of the piece, I was too upset to cooperate. The tone of the music alternated between light and dark, rapid and lingering... Nheless, Nichs was in high spirits. He kissed me. relentlessly from one end of the piano to the other. Just as things were about to get serious, the phone in the living room rang. Nichs had to stop as only his family from the Hawk Manor would call this number. Iy on the piano keys while panting heavily. I didn''t dare move an inch until Nichs finished the call as every slight movement I made would make a sound on the piano. He lifted me off the piano and kissed my cheek gently. "Mom. wants us to go back." "I think I won''t go. We''re going to separate anyway," I replied. Nichs asked, "You''re willing to let me have my way with you, but you still want a divorce?" "I don''t want topromise myself. At least you''re better than some gigolo out there. What''s more, you''re free," I said in an insincere tone. I had no intention to please him deliberately any longer. Nichs chuckled coldly. "Didn''t you want me to y our wedding song in order to remind me of when we first got married? I gave in to your tricks, and yet you dare to make a fuss?" "I thought you yed the piano to get me to leave with nothing." Nichs fixed his gaze on me. Despite his affectionate tone, the words he spoke were callous. "You silly woman. Even if we divorce, you won''t get a penny if say so." His patience with me was limited. Nichs quickly returned to his usual cold demeanor. "You are aware of how well my parents treat you. Since my dad isn''t well, you shall not worry them despite whatever grievances you have!" "Fine, let''s tell them we''re getting a divorce," I said. I was trying to provoke him. Nichs'' parents treated me extremely well. No matter how unhappy I was with Nichs, I would never deliberately upset the elderly couple. Nichs was known to be a loving son since his biological mother passed away when he was a child. His father raised him alone. I said that earlier just to get under his skin. However, Nichs thought I was serious. He raised his hand and poked my forehead with a finger. "Try to say a word about it and see how I''ll deal with you." Rift In The Perfect Picture 6 "Clearly, he doesn''t love me," I thought when I heard Nichs say those words. It seemed that once I saw things clearly, I could find evidence of how he didn''t love me everywhere. Nichs had no patience left for me. I fixed my gaze on Nichs as if trying to see through him. However, I looked away after a moment. I didn''t want to probe any further as I had lost all hope in him. Seeing that I didn''t move, Nichs grabbed my wrist and dragged me away. When I realized that Nichs was taking me to the walk-in wardrobe, I tried to resist. I no longer wanted to step inside after thinking about what he did there this morning. Nichs'' expression darkened and he spoke coldly. "Ariana, how can I take you to Hawk Manor in this state?" I nced down at myself. My neatly ironed clothes were now wrinkled all because of what he did earlier. Indeed, I couldn''t wear them anymore." Since the issue between Nichs and I wasn''t properly resolved yet, it wasn''t the proper time to let his parents know about our divorce. I still had to go meet them. I persuaded myself topromise and said, "Why don''t you pick out something for me to wear?" Nichs''replied sarcastically, "You''re even giving me orders now?" I asked in a calm tone, "Is it too much to ask you to pick out an outfit for me?" I had never enjoyed any sort of service from him before. I was the one who managed his life meticulously after our marriage. Now that we were going to get a divorce, I wished to make it up to myself somehow. Soon, Nichs draped a bluish-white gown over my head. His words were cutting as he spoke coldly, "I''ll only do this once. Other wives don''t get treatment like this." Other wives might not get special treatment, but udia did. Nichs personally waited on his stepsister''s hand and foot, but doing it for me meant doing me a favor.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material. In other marriages, husbands even washed their wives'' feet. What was the big deal about picking out an outfit? I pulled the dress off my head and turned to go to the bedroom upstairs. Nichs stayed behind. He clearly preferred to be in the walk-in wardrobe. The gown was made of satin and embroidered with intricate patterns of moons and flowers. I felt like I was walking amongst a sea of flowers when I put on the gown. It made my movements light and graceful. I stood in front of the mirror and admired my sexy curves, which contrasted with udia''s petite frame. At the age of 26, I was at the most beautiful stage of womanhood. The fitted gown suited me well as it clung to my figure and showed off my feminine curves. I simply pinned up my long hair with a hairpin and took a matching scarf before heading downstairs. Nichs was sitting on the couch. He was dressed in a crisp suit, and he had an indifferent expression on his face. He heard the sound of footsteps and stood up to look at me. His features were impably perfect separately. Together, they highlighted his dignified aura. Nichs seeded in drawing my full attention just by standing there. to Unlike me, there was no amazement in Nichs'' eyes. He casually fiddled with a string of rosary beads in his hand." Aren''t you going to put on any jewelry? My mom will think that the Hawk family is going bankrupt!" After saying that, Nichs left me to go start the car in the courtyard. Nichs'' parents were always kind to me. Thinking about how he might get scolded for this amused me slightly. In actual fact, I just wanted to avoid entering the walk-in wardrobe. I followed after Nichs silently. When I opened the car door to the passenger side, Nichs stopped me. "You sit in the back." "Why?" "We''re stopping by the hospital first. udia isn''t feeling well, so let her sit in the front," he replied. My fingers clenched the door handle so hard that my knuckles turned white. The smile on my face instantly vanished. In those few seconds, it felt like my world was hit by an earthquake. I got into the backseat while feeling shattered and broken-hearted. I couldn''t help but feel suffocated under the rubble while others stomped all over the broken pieces of my life triumphantly. udia was recovering well, except her gait seemed a little awkward. But with Nichs supporting her the whole time, anyone who didn''t know better wouldn''t think twice about it. The previously sullen atmosphere in the car became lively. Even when I closed my eyes and pretended to take a nap, udia refused to leave me alone. She dragged Nichs and me into conversation with her. Nick, I''m so d that you and Ariana came to pick me up. From now on, please take me with you wherever you go for a trip. I wish that each day with our family can be as happy as today!" I didn''t respond, and Nichs remained silent as well. udia asked again, "Nick, how about it?" "Alright," he answered. Not satisfied with just his answer, udia turned to me and whined, "Ariana, Ariana..." I had no choice but to answer, "Okay." "Then, I''m relieved. You two must not fight anymore," udia said. I used to call her a little troublemaker out of affection back then, but now I could see how skillful udia was in manipting us. udia used her coquettish wheedling as a tool and revolved her life around Nichs. She aimed to make me see how tightly Nichs was wrapped around her finger through their interactions. Well, she clearly seeded. Frances gave me a warm hug when we arrived at Hawk Manor. She pulled me into the kitchen. Seeing my injured hand, Frances gently blew on it and asked with concern, "What happened? Does it hurt?" I pulled my hand back as my heart ached at the thought. I didn''t want to speak in detail about what happened at the hospital, so I brushed it off nonchntly. Frances carefully brought out a bowl of herbal tonic. "I went to ken City a few days ago. There is a famous traditional medicine clinic there, and I got this to help boost your fertility." She pushed the bowl toward me and stared expectantly at my stomach. "Drink it while it''s still warm." Frances often prepared tonics as supplements for Nichs and me. She was clearly eager to have a grandchild, but how could one bear a child alone? I was incapable of asexual reproduction. Despite my thoughts, I pinched my nose and drank the herbal tonic. Frances promptly ced a candy in my mouth to take away the bitter taste. "Good girl," Frances said with a smile. "Take this bowl to Nick. That rascal won''t listen to whatever I say." If my marriage with Nichs truly reached the point of no return, I felt this familial bond with Frances would be the hardest to let go of. I carried the tray to Nichs. Then, I bent down and said shyly, "Honey, Frances made this tonic for you. Drink it while it''s hot. Maybe she and Daniel are hoping for a grandchild." Everyone in the room was shocked, except me. After all, I used to maintain the reservedness of ady in front of the man I loved. I had never been so direct before. Daniel chuckled and said, "Of course not. You both should follow your own pace when ites to having children. It''s just that Mr. Shelman Senior keeps showing off his grandkids in our fishing group chat. Ari, don''t you think he''s being annoying?"x Daniel said so much in one breath that he started coughing violently. He had worked hard for the Hawk Corporation in the first half of his life and ruined his health. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have retired early to enjoy a life of fishing to recuperate. As Daniel''s health deteriorated, all his energy was spent on hospital visits. Now that he couldn''t enjoy his hobbies, he could only focus on continuing the family legacy. I patted his back andforted him while Nichs pursed his lips. Feeling satisfied that I didn''t mention the divorce, he smiled slightly and drank the tonic in one gulp. I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "Now it won''t taste bitter. "Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that udia''s smile had frozen on her face. I wouldn''t be the first to break the facade in front of others who were unaware of what happened. It wasn''t my fault if someone else couldn''t handle the pressure and exposed the truth. The closer I got to the truth, the more scared I became. Yet, I couldn''t control my desire to test the waters... Rift In The Perfect Picture 7 Frances was delighted. The family was having a harmonious dinner at the table when she went to her room and returnedExclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. with a pair of emerald earrings for me. I held the earrings obediently and praised them effusively until I noticed that udia''s expression had darkened. At that moment, I ced the earrings in front of her on the table. Everyone followed my movements and saw the envious look on udia''s face as well. I said, "Frances, give them to udia. I see that she likes them too. This way, she won''t ask me for themter." Frances patted udia''s shoulder and ced the earrings back in my hand. "No, I won''t give them to her. She''s still young and they''re not suitable for her age." udia pouted and the tears she had been holding back all night finally fell. I realized that I wasn''t as indifferent as I thought. I still loved Nichs. This feeling of love wouldn''t just magically disappear the moment I mentioned the word " divorce." I felt jealous of udia for the first time because of my love for Nichs. I thought I had won this round as I had made udia cry. However, she had someone to back her up. Nichs took the small box containing the earrings in his hand and tossed it to udia. "Mom, you should pass on your stuff to your daughter. Ari can wear what I give her." Nichs'' expression was cold, but Frances didn''t notice his anger and continued teasing him, "You rascal, Ari is my daughter too. You are being too possessive!" In actual fact, he had no real possessiveness toward me. He just didn''t want me to take udia''s things. udia''s face was still wet with tears when she walked over to me and held my hand. "Ariana, these are for you. I never intended to take them." I took a tissue and gently wiped her tears before saying sincerely, "Take it since Nick gave it to you. He can even give you the world if you wish for it. What are these trinketspared to that?" Even Nichs was hers, so what couldn''t she have? I nced at Nichs out of the corner of my eye. He was clearly pleased with my gesture of goodwill. In his heart, udia would always be more important than me. Women would usually say the opposite of what they mean. This was particrly true for udia. A smile bloomed on her face immediately. She was like a child with rapidly shifting moods. udia twirled around before throwing herself into Nichs'' arms. She blinked her twinkling eyes innocently and asked, "Nick, is what Ariana said true?" Nichs nced at me and gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment. +29.BONUS udia said, "Then, repeat after me, ''Princess, please ept this." Nichs frowned. "What?" udia insisted in a coquettish manner, "Nick, say it." Princess, please ept this!" Nichs indulged her and repeated what udia said. I felt out of ce in such a warm and harmonious atmosphere. My nails dug into my palms and left crescent marks on my skin, but I couldn''t feel the pain. I told myself, "Ariana, don''t fight. It''s useless. You can''t win." While the others chatted happily, I imed to be tired and excused myself. After taking a bath, I sat in front of the mirror and did my skincare routine. At that moment, Frances knocked to enter the room. She held another gift box in her hand. "I know that you must feel mistreated all these years, but udia has been spoiled since childhood. As her sister-inw, you inevitably need to give in to her sometimes." Frances patted my head gently and let me lean into her embrace. Did she know I was feeling mistreated? However, I had never felt mistreated before the past two days. My husband was a man I had loved for many years. Even if our rtionship wasn''t always passionate, it was at least respectful and dignified. My inws treated me well, and I had a cute sister-inw. I had such a happy life on paper. Could others look at my life and consider it a form of suffering? A huge conspiracy theory formed in my mind. Was Frances'' kindness toward me just a way to maintain peace for someone else? Rift In The Perfect Picture 8 If the entire family knew about Nichs and udia''s affair, then I was merely used as a shield to maintain the Hawk family''s reputation! I epted the gift quietly and exchanged a few pleasantries. before seeing her out. With my trust in Nichs broken, I could no longer trust anyone else wholeheartedly. When Nichs returned to the room, he scoffed after seeing the gift box on the table. "Do youck anything? Why do you have topete with her over everything? Why couldn''t you just let her have the pair of worthless earrings?" I looked up at him through the mirror and ignored the mockery in his eyes. "This isn''t from you. Frances gave me another pair." I replied to him in a tone that was as cold as his. I had no intention of pleasing him when he was putting on such a nasty attitude. I wished to ask him what he thought I was fighting with udia over. Was I supposed to willingly hand over my husband? Nichs seemed a little embarrassed. He had a chilling expression on his handsome face. Our gazes met in the mirror. "Go and get me some pajamas," Nichs ordered through gritted teeth. His gaze was fixated on me. "Why don''t you say, ''Princess, please get me some pajamas?"" I replied nonchntly. I smiled as I continued applying my L skincare products in front of the mirror. Inside, I felt a pang of sadness. I was certain he would never say those words. Nichs stood behind me with his hands on his hips. He was clearly annoyed by my insolence. I red at him through the mirror. "Why can you humor her but not me?" Back then, I would be clinging to him from the moment he walked through the door. I cherished every moment when we could be alone as a couple. But now, I no longer wanted to revolve my life around him. "It''s not that I can''t humor you; I don''t have to!" Nichs tore off his tie with one hand and threw it to the ground. The next second, he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed. " Instead, I don''t have to wear any pajamas!" His strength was so overwhelming that I bounced a few times. in the air beforending on the bed. Nheless, I didn''t remain airborne for long. His weight pressed down on my body and I sank deep into the mattress. His maic voice, which always made me weak in the knees, ordered, "Look into my eyes."Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. I saw my reflection in his pupils growrger. Before I could react, his lips and tongue imed mine. A scent of tea wafted into my mouth. What did this feel like? It felt like a dream when your idol of 20 years suddenly held your hand and kissed you during a fan meeting. You should''ve been over the moon with happiness, but you discovered that they had unfortunately fallen from grace. Your heart felt immensely disappointed and regretful. You realized that all the emotions you invested over the years had been for nothing. I pushed him away and wiped my mouth, which clearly showed my disdain for him. Nichs seemed infuriated by my actions. Anger shed in his eyes. "Are you ying hard to get because you''re not in lingerie? Hmm?" "Stop it!" I felt both embarrassed and annoyed when he reminded me of what happened that day. My friends had told me no man could resist the allure of sexy lingerie, yet I had failed. He propped himself up and narrowed his eyes. Sizing me up, he asked, "Don''t you want it?" "No!" I replied firmly. He always assumed I wanted to do it, but he never understood why. He never tried to know me on a deeper level. He didn''t make me feel secure in this rtionship, yet he thought I only craved physical pleasure. "I insist!" He removed the rosary beads from his wrist and tossed them onto the nightstand. His body pressed down on me once more. "Being sexually frustrated will affect our marital happiness." Rift In The Perfect Picture 9 I wasn''t sure if it was because of the effects of the tonic he took, but Nichs seemed particrly eager tonight. I used all my strength to resist him. In the end, I finally managed to stop him by punching him in the chin. Nichs clutched his chin as his lips curled back in anger. Did you do that on purpose?" I swore I didn''t do it on purpose, but there was no taking it back since I hit him. He couldn''t possibly hit me back to make things even. Nichs stood up. He was seething with anger. He threatened, "Don''t expect me to touch you again." Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door. In the midst of our standoff, the loud sound interrupted the escting awkwardness in the room. udia''s sweet voice came from outside the door, "Nick!" I pulled my nightgown tighter around me and sat up. I pretended to be nonchnt and asked, "Can you not go out?" His jaw tightened visibly and the lust in his eyes disappeared like the receding tide. "I really don''t understand what you''re so upset about!" The knocking continued outside as udia called out coquettishly, "Nick, are you asleep? Nick?" Nichs nced at me and barked an order, "Don''t go to sleep until I get back." When he left, I got out of bed and locked the door behind him. I didn''t need him toe back. The night was long. I couldn''t sleep alone in the empty room.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. I walked over to Nichs'' bookshelf as I was hoping to find a book that could make me feel drowsy and go to sleep. To my surprise, I found a yellowed notebook tucked in between the books on the shelf. My eyes were glued to Nichs every time I came to Hawk Manor. I never had a chance to notice anything else. This book couldn''t be called a diary. Instead, it was more like a sketchbook. There were no words inside it. There were just some simple drawings to represent his mood for the day. There was a baseball with a crying face and the next page was a piano with a smiling expression on it. Through this notebook, I could see the young Nichs diligently practicing at the piano in my mind. I flipped through it page by page. It was clear that Nichs'' father had put a lot of effort into his upbringing. In elite families, our childhoods were practically non-existent. Our time was filled with various extracurricr sses. I was no exception. Nichs'' life was regimented and even his moods showed little change. His dislike for baseball was consistent. I thought the entire notebook would be uneventful, so I began skimming quickly. At some point, the ck per marks on the pages had turned into colorful watercolor pens. I flipped back the pages one by one until Inded on a page where Nichs had drawn a portrait of a little girl. I paused abruptly as I felt pain welling up within me. This must have been the day udia came to the Hawk family. She must have been even more adorable back then and she must have been more important to Nichs than I had imagined. After all, she was the one who brought color into Nichs'' gloomy childhood. At that moment, the resentment and hatred in my heart seemed to fade away slightly. It turned out that both Nichs and I had written diaries in our own ways for the people we liked. I was just a little luckier than him. At least, I married the person I liked. I once read a passage in a book that said love and death were separated by a fine line. The happiest and most unfortunate love both required death to the self. That night, I dreamed of many things from my childhood. I tried to look for myself in a dream where Nichs met udia for the first time. I seemed to be caught in an unending cycle between life and death. When I woke up from the dream, I realized that no matter how much I struggled, it was all in vain. Daylight broke, but the side of the bed next to me was cold and empty. Nichs'' rosary beads were left lying on the bedside table. After washing up, I discovered a key inserted into the keyhole of the door. This meant that Nichs could have returned to the bedroomst night, but he chose not to. Rift In The Perfect Picture 10 Even though Nichs had kissed me so passionatelyst night, it was probably out of a sense of duty and responsibility to maintain harmony in the family. Daniel was reading the newspaper in the dining room. I walked over and greeted him, "Daniel." He smiled kindly and asked, "Did you sleep wellst night?" Seeing me nod, he continued, "Nichs had an urgent matter at the office and left early. He asked me to inform you." "Okay, Daniel." I drank a ss of milk to replenish the energy I lost overnight. Then, I asked, "Where is udia?" "udia also left. She said she was going to hang out with a ssmate." Daniel wasn''t very sure either. I bade goodbye with an empty feeling inside me. As I was going to look for Frances, I stopped in front of udia''s door. I couldn''t take another step from the spot.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material. A voice inside me told me to enter. Once I did, all the truths woulde to light. However, I was also afraid of what I would find. This room was like a Pandora''s box which could release countless demons the moment I opened it. The thumping sound of my heartbeat and my heavy breathing became exceptionally clear at that moment. They were like the sound of war drums that stirred up the warriors before battle, urging me on. Swallowing hesitantly, I raised my hand and ced it on the door handle. I was about to push on it when Frances'' voice rang out. "Ari, what are you doing?" I froze in ce, my palms sweating profusely. "Frances." I turned to look at her while trying to regain myposure. "Is udia not here? Why did they both invite me back and then leave the house? Why did they leave me here alone?" Despite my pounding heart, I didn''t forget to watch Frances'' reaction. She waved her hand dismissively and said nonchntly, "Who knows? Those two have been yful since they were kids and often disappeared together. They might have gone off to y again." I gave her an awkward yet polite smile. "I see..." "Oh, don''t worry about them!" Frances thrusted a bag of herbs into my hands. "Ari, don''t forget to drink the tonic. It took a lot of effort for me to get it. The doctor has exceptional medical skills." She lowered her voice and whispered, "The tonic will be especially effective after intercourse! If you''re afraid of being too tired afterward, you can drink it beforehand. It works just as well." "I understand, Frances." I nced around. I felt more awkward than I had been when caught trying to sneak into udia''s room. My face flushed with embarrassment. Frances squeezed my hand firmly as she insisted that I take the tonic on time. She acted just like how a mother would to her child. I could feel that she genuinely cared for me. She was so kind to me, and yet I doubted her intentions. Guilt welled up within my heart as I earnestly promised to take the tonic. After Frances left, I leaned against the wall. My legs felt weak like jelly. I lost the courage to continue probing. To my surprise, I saw that Nichs hadn''t left when I walked out of the house. He was standing by the car. He seemed to be waiting for me. I nced at him briefly before looking away. I pretended to not see him as I got into the car with the driver. However, the driver was too intimidated to start driving as Nichs had not given him permission. Nichs opened the car door and pulled me out from the passenger seat of the car. He pushed my head down and shoved me roughly into the backseat of the car like a sack. I reached for the car door on the other side, but I felt a dark object instead. It made a rustling sound and smelt fragrant. I turned the object around and realized that it was a bouquet of roses lying beside me. The roses were bright red and dusted with gold glitter. There were 33 blooms in the bouquet. Nichs fastened his seatbelt nonchntly and spoke while Rift In The Perfect Picture 11 king straight ahead. "A gift for Cingler 2011 I had never received flowers from Nichs before. He bought flowers for his mother and his sister, but never for me. My hands trembled as I held the bouquet. Back then, I consoled myself by thinking that he just wasn''t the romantic type. However, he clearly could buy flowers! I wanted to throw the bouquet at the back of his head and tell him that it was toote for gestures! Nheless, my arms felt too weak to lift up the bouquet. I couldn''t bear to do it. Even as I got out of the car, I held onto the bouquet. I didn''t let it go from the start of the car ride until the end. I really liked the flowers very much. But a bouquet of roses wasn''t enough to make me forgive him. Nichs grabbed me before I entered the house. "Ariana, let''s talk." I stood before him with the bouquet in my arms. We stood like two silent statues. We were feeling unsure of how to deal with. this unexpected situation. He finally spoke when my patience grew thin. "udia noticed that something has been going on with us. Don''t let your personal issues affect my rtionship with her. What would she think about me?" I really wished to ask whether he even cared about what I thought. However, there was no point in arguing after seeing the usatory look on his face. I smiled politely at him and said, Thanks for the flowers, but I still think separating is the best solution. I will have my friend send the divorce agreement to your office. Make sure that your secretary checks and receives the papers." I wasn''t joking. I was serious about the divorce. find When I opened the door and entered, I was surprised udia waiting for me in the living room. She greeted me enthusiastically like a little puppy. She rushed over to bring me my slippers when she caught sight of me. Her sudden movements might have caused her wound to hurt, so udia lost her bnce and fell to her knees in front of me. She clutched her backside and winced in pain. At that moment, Nichs walked in. She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. "I got too excited to see you both return and just lost my bnce." Nichs extended his hand, but udia flinched and shied away from him. She avoided meeting his gaze as she said, "It''s alright, Nick. It doesn''t hurt." She stood up on her own and brought slippers for Nichs and me. My expression darkened, but I wouldn''t stoop to argue with a child. I smiled and thanked her. Pleased by my praise, udia happily poured me a cup of tea. 4+25 §Ó§à§Ý 11. 2011. However, I didn''t take it. I used to enjoy watching melodramas on television. I was wary that she might pull some tricks, like spilling the tea to burn herself when I reached out to take it. I gestured to the bouquet in my arms and spoke calmly, "Just put it on the coffee table. I''ll drink itter. I wanted to look for Wendy to give her the tonic, but udia kept chatting away while clinging to me. This seemed to be the first time in four years that udia paid me so much attention while Nichs was present. Amongst the three of us, I was clearly in the right. I was justified to feel aggrieved and mistreated, but I found myself unable to respond gracefully with udia fawning all over me. Even if I did not express my anger or indifference, I still felt like I was bullying a child. Surprisingly, it gave me a sense of guilt, despite udia not being that young anymore. I tried to soothe her. "udia, I''m tired. Let Nick keep youpany."N?velDrama.Org ? content. "Oh, okay. I''lle find you to yter." When I headed to the kitchen, I overheard udia talking to Nichs behind me, "Nick, I told you Ariana would like the roses. Look, she''s holding onto them so tightly! So, shouldn''t you praise me?" My throat closed up and I felt choked. It felt as if the couple behind me were tightening their hands around my neck. My cheeks were flushed with anger. I threw the bouquet in the hallway trash bin. The lingering scent on my hands smelt like filth. It repulsed me now. As I washed my hands, I noticed my reddened eyes in the mirror and quickly lowered my head. Wendy was in the kitchen when I handed her the herbs for the tonic. "You don''t need to make lunch. I''m giving you a few days off. Once I''m settled, I''ll give you the address of my new ce. Have you unpacked my luggage from yesterday?" Rift In The Perfect Picture 12 Wendy nodded obediently. Whatever. Probably even fate was telling me that there was nothing I needed to take with me. Since I came here with nothing, I should leave with nothing. I ignored Wendy''s hesitant expression and returned to my room. I called my friend, Yasmine Warren. When she answered, I could hear the sound of a keyboard clicking away in the background. "So, did you manage to conquer your man?" I covered my face in embarrassment. Agreeing to try the lingerie tactic was the worst decision I ever made in my life." Don''t even ask about it. I need to ask you something. Can you help draft a divorce agreement?" "Of course! Why wouldn''t I grab a deal that has fallen into myp? Just send my contact information to the heartbroken woman who needs it," Yasmine replied. "Have you ever thought that by chance, I could be the heartbroken woman you''re talking about?" "Oh!" Her voice sounded apologetic. "Did youe to that realization after failing to win your dream guy over?" I fiddled with the leaves of a nt in my room absentmindedly. I was lost in thought. A sudden realization? Not really. I replied, "Always being the giver in a rtionship would wear anyone out." After all, he had betrayed me. I had ample evidence of his emotional infidelity. Regardless of whether he and udia had crossed the line or tasted the forbidden fruit, he wasn''t worth me putting in the effort anymore. Yasmine didn''t ask further and simply agreed. "In that case, have you thought about what I asked you before?" I answered firmly, "You mean about the job? I''ll do it." Yasmine and I met at the same private elementary school. We went to the same middle school, high school, and university. However, she was now a famouswyer in the city. Despite being a woman, Yasmine could dominate the courtroom as well as a man. Meanwhile, I got married right after graduation due to my intense infatuation and devotion to Nichs. Despite her sessful career, Yasmine never forgot about me, her underachieving friend. She always rmended me tirelessly to herw firm''s partners. "Mr. Harmon has always admired you. Ss Harmon, you know him, right?" I still remember how proud she looked when she said that to me. It was as if she were Ss himself. Ss was a well-knownwyer in the country. He had over 30w firms nationwide. His office in Radiant City was located at the most expensive building in the CBD. He was truly a leading figure in the legal industry. N?velDrama.Org ? content. I had been interested for a long time. If it weren''t for my focus on preparing for pregnancy and wanting to have a child with Nichs, I wouldn''t have waited until now. Determined, I went to Nichs'' study. I didn''t expect to find him working. He looked up and spoke coldly, "Don''t you know how to knock?" I replied, "I''m sorry, I didn''t know you were inside. I just need to get a few books, and then I''ll leave." I needed to find my oldw books and use them to revise. After all, I hadn''t worked in the field for four years. No matter how outstanding I was in university, it was irrelevant now. Nichs'' brows furrowed slightly as he fixed his gaze on me. What are you looking for?" I kept telling myself that life was a series ofpromises. Since I had decided to leave, there was no need to argue or make a scene. I continued searching while answering nonchntly, "Myw books from university." Being awyer required a strong foundation in the basics. If I couldn''t even recite the legition from memory, then there was no need to dream of bing awyer. Nichs didn''t need to think hard to figure out what I was nning. Suddenly, he started clicking on his mouse rapidly. The sound of his mouse clicking incessantly drove me crazy. I climbed up and down thedder in front of the bookshelf while intentionally making as much noise as possible to vent my frustrations. I abandoned all pretense of beingdylike. Nichs'' eyes remained cold and indifferent. "You want to go outside and work? I won''t allow it." a Rift In The Perfect Picture 13 I pursed my lips. "Nichs, if I remember correctly, I''ve already asked you for a divorce. You have no right to question what I do anymore." His voice was chilling as he questioned, "If I don''t have the right, then who does? Why did you bring up divorce at a time like this? Do you think my father has too long to live, and you want to shorten his lifespan?" His tone was mocking as he added, "Do you think you can simply im and rescind the title of Mrs. Hawk as you wish? I smirked. I was unable to contain my sorrow and resentment. Isn''t it funny for you to bring up my status as Mrs. Hawk now? If you hadn''t mentioned it, I would have thought that there were twodies running this household." His expression seemed to falter briefly, but it was so fleeting that the slight change was barely perceptible. "Ariana, you''ve gotten quite good at being sarcastic now. She''s my sister. Would I do something inappropriate with her? Your imaginations are running wild." "Indeed, I don''t know if you''ve done anything inappropriate since I have no evidence. But you allowed her to cross the line. Nichs, if you still care about this family, you should know about maintaining appropriate boundaries," I retorted. After I expressed my grievance, anger surged within me. I had initially intended to say something to spite him, but I ended up taking it seriously myself. His tone was indifferent as he responded, "We''ve been living like this for so many years, and you''ve never said anything before." I admitted openly, "Yes, that''s why I''m done with this kind of life." His attitude was unbelievably cial as the rosary beads in his hand rotated faster. "Heh. You''re so fickle. I looked at the rosary beads in his hand mockingly. He must have gone back to Hawk Manor just to get them today. Without these beads to calm him, he probably couldn''t havested a day in front of udia. Outside the door, udia called out loudly, "Nick, can you help me apply the cream?" o Apply the cream? But udia was injured where the sun didn''t shine!N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. Perhaps I didn''t rest well the previous night or I might have been too enraged, but I cked out after Nichs went out. As a result, I lost consciousness and fell off thedder. When I woke up, I was in the master bedroom. Wendy was looking at me with concern. As soon as she saw me stir, she ran out. Then, Nichs walked in unhurriedly. He was wearing a pair of green-striped pajamas. As soon as he came in, he questioned me in an unconcerned tone, "You''ve gotten a mild concussion. Are you happy now?" What did he mean by that? Did he think I did it on purpose again? I nced at the bandage on my hand, which was soaked with dried blood. He hadn''t bothered to tend to it. If he had cared even a tiny bit and had the doctor treat me, he would have known I wasn''t faking it. I wanted to exin. But as soon as I opened my mouth, I started dry heaving and felt extremely dizzy. Nichs'' eyes flickered slightly. Once he confirmed I was okay, he toned down his expression back to its usual indifference. "This is thest time. You''d better not deliberately self-harm again." To love others, one must first love themselves. No matter how. much I loved Nichs, I wouldn''t hurt myself for him. As I was feeling dizzy and weak, I didn''t have the energy to argue with him. To shut him up, I blurted, "That depends on you. If you dare to go against my wishes again, I''ll take my life. in front of you." Wendy happened to bring a bowl of oatmeal porridge. Before it could make its way to me, Nichs grabbed it and smashed it. to the floor. It crashed loudly on the floor, and shattered pieces of the bowl and oatmeal porridge sttered everywhere. Nichs was usuallyposed and rarely lost his temper. Yet, he was frowning hard right now. The fiery rage in his eyes seemed capable of making the air around him catch fire. Chapter 14 Chapte 2014 "How dare you threaten me with your death again!" he bellowed. It was the first time he had shouted at me. He even knocked over a chair in his anger. "Ariana, if this happens again, I swear the one who dies will be you!" Wendy was terrified. Even after Nichs had left, she didn''t dare to breathe too loudly. After a while, she said to me, "Mr. Hawk cares about you. When you were unconscious-" interrupted her, "Please bring me another bowl of oatmeal porridge." His outburst was uncalled for, and he got angry for no reason at all. In the four years of our marriage, he had never raised his voice at me like this. Moreover, I had only said something extreme due to my frustration this one time. How could he use me of threatening him? Moreover, he even said I''d done it "again" when I''d never done such a thing. It was clear he was just finding an excuse to reproach me simply because he didn''t like what I said. There was no way we could continue living like this. I stayed home for a few days. During this time, I didn''t see Nichs or udia around. I had no idea if they were together or not, so my thoughts ran wild. This affected my rest and slowed my recovery. 13 Once I felt a bit better, I read myw books when my head wasn''t spinning. Thankfully, I had once memorized them and could recall most of the contents with a little review. One night, as I was sleeping soundly, the smell of alcohol drifted into my nostrils. The taste became stronger as I licked my lips. My body trembled as my eyes flew open. I was shocked to find a certain man passionately kissing me. "Are you awake now?" His voice was husky. He ran his fingers across my lips and bit my ear. "Be good and cooperate with me, my dear wife." The next second, my nightgown was pushed up to my neck. His hands roamed over my body and ignited a wave of heat wherever theynded. ""You''re being crazy, Nichs!" I tried to back away, but his kisses didn''t stop. In the past, I had always been the one to initiate acts of intimacy with him. How could I resist him when he came onto me so seductively now? Soon, I felt a burning sensation in my core. Unable to resist him any longer, I responded. "Feeling aroused so soon? I''ll make sure you''re satisfied tonight!" In the darkness, I was d he couldn''t see my flushed face. I bit my wrist to stifle my damning moans. However, he wanted to hear them. He sped my hands and pinned them to the bed as his body pressed down on mine. "Don''t hold back. How will I know if you''re satisfied if you don''t let out your cries of pleasure?" I couldn''t move as my heart pounded against my ribcage. "Shut up... It''s clearly you who''s enjoying yourself!"N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material. He raised his head. The rims of his eyes were slightly red as he stared at me intently. "I see. So you like this kind of talk." Sweat dripped onto my abdomen and made my whole body tingle. He panted and said, "Put in some effort. If you exhaust me, you''ll feel happy too." As he said that, he turned on the bedsidemp andy down. I thought being on top would give me control, but in the face of his strength, my struggles were futile. Soon, my breathing became rapid and chaotic, and so did his. My voice trembled as I demanded, "Wear a condom. I don''t want to get pregnant with your child!" "You won''t!" Nichs replied. That night, Nichs was particrly uninhibited due to his intoxication. Because of that, I experienced pleasure in a way that I''d never experienced before. Chapter 15 "Weren''t you enjoying it too? Even a cat in heat outside has better self-restraint than you." Nichs had a smug expression of delight after he had his satisfying release. "Well, I can''t take all the credit for that. My manhood contributed greatly too." He cupped my cheeks with his hands and made me look down. "Do you love me or my shaft more? Hmm?" I snorted coyly and retaliated by biting his lip. His body tensed up immediately. "Do you love me, Honey?" I asked with a weakugh. Nichs was stunned. His gaze pierced through the murky air andnded on my face. I could sense his hesitation and instinctively hugged him tighter. His Adam''s apple bobbed as he took in my expectant but pained expression. I could tell that he felt conflicted. I didn''t want to ruin such a tender moment. As a woman, I would feel even more unsettled when he left me hanging like this. I quickly pressed a finger against his lips. He smirked and gently tilted his head to suck on my fingers. In the next second, he began to dominate my body. He wouldn''t let go of my fingers, so I couldn''t pull them away. I used my other hand to suppress the shameful soundsing out of my mouth. When it was over, he soaked me in the bathtub. Meanwhile, he stood under the shower. I leaned forward against the edge of the tub and reached out to pull his leg hair. Upon seeing a certain part of him, I couldn''t help but shudder slightly and turn my face away. He kicked away my meddling hand. As the water sshed. down noisily, I strained my ears to listen to what he had to say. "Ariana, set aside your expectations for romance. Isn''t being Mrs. Hawk enough for you? I like what you did today. If you think our sex life iscking, I''ll do it with you whenever udia isn''t around." It was clear he was very satisfied today. His words carried a hint of humor, and he seemed to think that his gentle tone was something like a reward to me. Yet, I found it grating. My hand that was on the edge of the tub went numb from the shock of hearing his words. Actually, he was quite good to me. He never held back in helping my family''spany. In that regard, he had always been very generous. He wasn''t a good husband, but he was a gentleman. He never hit me, and when we argued, he never raised his voice. He mastered the art of being infuriatingly gentlemanly. The only time he slipped up was when he smashed the bowl the other day. It felt as though someone had gouged a hole in my heart, and blood was pouring out from the gaping wound. "Why wait until udia isn''t around? Can''t we do it when she''s around? Don''t you like how I satisfied you?" I cast aside my modesty and tried to converse with him by using his logic. Since we werepatible and we liked the intimacy, why did we have to wait until udia wasn''t around to have sex? He cared about her so much. How could he still deny that there wasn''t anything going on between him and udia? Nichs was taken aback. He then scrutinized me as if he was seeing me clearly for the first time. He bent down to look at me with inscrutable eyes. "udia is still young. She won''t be able to handle hearing your erotic cries," he said seriously. The way he uttered those dirty words with a straight face was irresistible. I steadied myself before voicing my request. "Can you ask udia to move out?"N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. He casually pulled me out of the tub and wrapped a towel around me. "Do you remember how many times you''ve brought up udia recently?" I nodded. "As your wife, don''t I have the right to request that we have the house to ourselves only? If I can''t even have that, am I even your wife?" My eyes stung a little as tears welled up in them. "Does udia always have toe between us?" "Why not?" Nichs asked impassively. "There''s no point in discussing this further. Don''t create unnecessary trouble." Iughed through my tears and realized that men could indeed separate love and sex. I thought that after wanting me repeatedly, Nichs might have developed some feelings for me. But he wouldn''t even lie to pacify me in bed just for a moment. Chapter 16 What a paragon of high moral standards he was. "If that''s the case... Let''s get a divorce!" I didn''t hesitate anymore. Silence filled the small space for two seconds. I thought Nichs might say something, or perhaps offer an exnation. "Alright. You''d better not regret it," he said ndly. Was I lowered my head numbly. To him, udia untouchable. Going against her was equivalent to going against him. "Oh, by the way," he added before leaving, "I was drugged at a social event tonight. Don''t misunderstand." I closed my eyes as tears streamed down my cheeks. At that moment, the world seemed to fallpletely silent. The man who made love to me so intensely just now didn''t really love me. Only then did I realize his body had indeed been very hot. Thest bit of hope in me was snuffed out. He only came to me for relief after someone else had plotted against him. I whispered, "Nichs, what am I to you?" Was he afraid that udia couldn''t handle it if he was too rough with her? Well, that no longer mattered. It was time for me to leave. After waking up at noon, I wandered around Coral Vi while reminiscing about my four years of marriage. I had been fooling myself all this time. I tried to recall if there was ever a time when Nichs firmly chose me over udia when we both appeared together. It seemed there wasn''t. As I was leaving, Wendy brought in a mug of herbal tonic, most probably at Frances'' behest. Sadly, it was impossible for Nichs and I to have a child together. I recalled Frances telling me that the herbal tonic was best consumed after coption. As her words echoed faintly in my mind, I poured the tonic into the flower pot in the room. I softly said, "Grow strong in my ce." On my 18th birthday, my father gave me an apartment as a gift. It wasn''t exactly arge unit, but it was located in the highly prized downtown area. My dad said young women should live in popted areas for their own safety. I walked out of the vi''s gates and looked up at the sky. I imagined my father''s face hiding in the clouds. Perhaps he was secretly watching over me.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. "Dad," I called out with an udylike grin on my face. "Have you known all along that Nichs wasn''t the right one for me? Is that why you prepared a ce of refuge for me in advance?" Just as I got into the car and was ready to leave for the apartment, I received a call from my mother, Brenda Thompson. "Ariana, thepany is facing a crisis!" Soon, I learned from her that a batch of goods was stuck at customs. She was very anxious about this. "Ari, if we can''t get this batch of goods released, thepany''s cash flow will be cut off. The buyers aren''t easy to deal with. If we can''t deliver, we can''t return their deposit either. They''ll surely sue us! "Ask Nichs for help. He should have some connections, right? The shareholders are making a fuss, and I can''t hold them off much longer!" ""Mom," I interrupted her. My calmness contrasted sharply with her panic. "Mom, we''ve done our best. It''s better we sell off the shares. I''m sure Dad won''t me us." "What?" Brenda eximed. She sounded incredulous, and she was probably thinking that she might have misheard me. In the next second, her voice rose by an octave. "Do you know what you''re saying, Ariana? How can you think of handing over your father''s lifelong business to someone else? How could I have raised such an ungrateful child? "Without Jones Corporation, would you have married the man. you loved? Would he have even noticed you? You''re a fool! Without a family business, people will talk behind your back. Don''t you know this?" Brenda began to sob in a low voice. "Why do you think I worked my ass off? It''s all for you!" Chapter17 "Mom!" I couldn''t help but cry too. All the grievances that I suffered for the past few days came to the surface at that moment. "But what if the marriage has lost its meaning? He doesn''t love me at all, Mom!" Brenda sighed and replied, "Ari, if a man doesn''t love you, the problem lies with you. You should bear and give birth to his child so that you can secure your position as Mrs. Hawk." Maughed bitterly. Was I really the one at fault here? If a man didn''t earn a lot of money, it was the wife who didn''t bring him good fortune. If a man didn''te home, it was because his wife failed to win his heart. No matter what the man did, the woman would ultimately bear all the me. I could tolerate Nichs being unkind to me. But as the only remaining person in this world to have any blood rtion to me, my mother had utterly disappointed me. "Mom, does my happiness mean nothing?" My voice became choked with sobs. She interrupted me, "What do you want, Ariana? Do you want me to kneel before you?" My mother said she would kneel before me, and if that didn''t work, she would even prostrate herself before me. time I I wanted so much to remind her about the fact that every had an argument with Nichs, problems would arise in thepany. Even I could figure out the corrtion between these seemingly unrted matters. So, could my mother bepletely clueless about it? I ran my fingers through my hair and pulled it in agony. I had no choice. So, I picked up my phone and started calling Nichs. I called again and again, but there was no answer. Finally, I threw my phone onto the passenger seat and stepped hard on the gas. I headed to his office urgently. The receptionist downstairs was very polite to me. But when I got upstairs, his secretary stopped me at the door. "Mrs. Hawk, why don''t you wait here for a moment? I''ll inform Mr. Hawk that you''re here." go and I had seen Nichs'' secretary, Beth Gardner, many times before. She was always very polite and always made eye contact when speaking. However, she seemed to be avoiding my gaze now. "Did Nichs instruct you to turn me away?" I queried. "No, not exactly." She smiled politely, but she was fidgeting. A bad feeling rose in my heart. I pushed past her and huffed in annoyance, "Since when do I need permission to see my husband?" "Mrs. Hawk!" Beth followed me while looking very troubled. Mrs. Hawk, please don''t make things difficult for me. My sry may get deducted if Mr. Hawk is displeased..." She knew I was soft-hearted. Under normal circumstances, I would back down once I heard that her ie would be affected. Today, however, I was too preupied to care about her feelings. Ignoring her obstruction, I strode toward Nichs'' office. If he had nothing to hide, why was he stopping me from seeing him? "Don''t stand in my way, or I''ll deal with you myself," I retorted firmly as I red at Beth.N?velDrama.Org ? content. After four years as Mrs. Hawk, I could still muster some air of authority. With that, Beth fell silent. I stopped at the door and saw through the slightly ajar door that udia was sitting on Nichs''p. Her slender, smooth legs were wrapped in a pair of white stockings. They swung back and forth idly on his suit pants. At home, she used to sit on the armrest of Nichs'' couch to talk to him. Now, she was sitting right on hisp. Nichs preferred coffee and rarely drank any alcohol unless he was attending social events. He also seldom smoked. But at that moment, there were two wine sses on the table in front of him. udia resembled a delicate porcin doll. She picked up a wine ss and clinked it lightly with his. The expression on her face as she did it hinted at an inexplicable sense of taboo. "Nick, are Ariana and you fighting again?" she asked. Nichs was silent for a moment. Then, he took a sip of wine. "No." "You''re lying. She called you so many times, yet you didn''t answer." udia put down her wine ss and picked up his phone from the desk. Even I couldn''t unlock his phone. udia, on the other hand, could check it freely. She might look young for her age, but that didn''t change the fact that she was a mature woman now. Chapter 18 Was it appropriate for her to sit on a man''sp like that? Was Nichs clueless about the boundaries between siblings, or was there something indescribable going on between them? I thought of how Nichs said I could be Mrs. Hawk as long. as I stayed in line. How sarcastic he was. Was this the kind of treatment that Mrs. Hawk deserved? "Don''t mind her. In less than three days, she''lle and apologize to me." He sounded confident. I couldn''t listen anymore. The office door creaked noisily as I pushed it open with force. I stood at the door and shook with anger at their intimate position. "Nichs, did you get someone to stir up trouble for my mother''spany?" I questioned while fuming. udia frowned and hugged Nichs protectively. With her arms around his neck, she replied, "What are you talking about? Nick has been with me the whole time. He did nothing!" She then shook Nichs'' shoulders pleadingly. "Nick, you should clear the air. You guys shouldn''t keep fighting." Upon seeing their intimate interaction, my eyes welled up with tears. "I won''t ever apologize to you!" 1 stormed out before my tears could fall. Nichs called my name from behind. "Ariana! Stop right there!" Only a fool would stay. I walked away quickly. udia came out to chase me on Nichs'' behalf. Yet, she tripped over her skirt after two steps and started crying loudly. Beth hurried out from a corner and followed me. "Mrs. Hawk, I''ll see you out." I refused her and said, "No, get a first aid kit for him. If he can''t find you, he''ll deduct your pay." "I''d rather get my pay deducted than get scolded," Beth said under her breath.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. From the corner of my eye, I saw how devastated she looked. Unfortunately, I couldn''t afford to care for her feelings right then. I entered the elevator and started calling my mom, but she didn''t answer. In my desperation, I called her secretary and learned why she hadn''t been answering my calls. "Please think of a way to resolve this. Those bastards won''t speak up unless they can benefit from this somehow. Ms. Thompson couldn''t get any concrete answers. She''s already had two drinking sessions today. If this continues, she won''t be able to hold on." I made up my mind and reassured him. "Wait for me. I''ll bring someone over soon!" After I left the Hawk Corporation office building, I drove to an address I vaguely remembered. I prayed hard that the person I was visiting would help me. My mom''s secretary gave me her location. Soon, I found her being forced to down copious amounts of alcohol in a private. room. She was nearly 50, but she took care of herself and didn''t look old at all. The men in the room looked at her with lustful eyes. I pushed the door open with a smile. Those bastards stiffened and respectfully addressed the person in front of me. "Mr. Fisher." When I was in high school, my dad took me to the Fisher residence. He had intended for Nelson Fisher to be my godfather. Everything was going well until my mom called and interrupted. In retrospect, my dad''s health had probably started to decline at that time, That was why he wanted someone to look after us. But after that call, my parents argued, and the n fell through. Nelson didn''t believe in marriage. He had never married and had no offspring. As he aged, he gradually withdrew from the limelight. He only retained a few importantpanies under his management. He was one of the first businessmen to gain significant wealth in Radiant City. Even today, he was still highly respected in the business world. I remembered that my dad had once said Nelson was buddies with a man who was a high-ranking official. So, he was often the first to hear of important news that no one else knew. Those who befriended Nelson could reap this benefit. Many people wanted to cozy up to him, like the ones in front of me. Right away, a man showed Nelson to the main seat respectfully, With just a few words, Nelson took care of everything. "The problem with Brenda''s goods lies in taxation. You can find fault with her, alright. But you''re upsetting my goddaughter!" Chapter 19 Nelson chuckled. Although he appeared very amiable, there was an authoritative air about him that felt oppressive even to me. The men who had been showing off in front of my mom were all too scared to sit down. "Since this is a special circumstance, a special way of handling it is necessary," Nelson added with a smile. He patted the shoulder of the man next to him. His tone was slow andmanding. "Do I need to teach you how to do it?" "No... There''s no need, Mr. Fisher. I''ll pour you a drink. If I had known you wereing, I would have waited on you personally from the moment you got out of the car." I supported my mom by holding her hand. I noticed she was trembling. I couldn''t tell if it was from drinking too much or due to something else. She kept staring at Nelson, and I knew if he didn''t step in soon, it would be too much. Nichs had once said that one should know when to stop and not go overboard for the sake of future dealings. I couldn''t let Nelson belittle the men present too much. Otherwise, they would bear a grudge, and it would be hard for my mom to do business with themter on. I had to step forward. I took the bottle of wine they were going to force on my mom and went around to toast each person. I did my best to show respect to them by going around and toasting each of them. Atst, the bottle was emptied. When everything was settled, I felt that a huge wet li mer 2019 lifted off my shoulders. It seemed that having Nelson as my godfather had its perks, after all. Tears of relief filled my eyes. It didn''t matter if I couldn''t rely on Nichs. I could still take good care of my mom! Wasn''t Nichs all confident that I would beg him in three days? In three days, he would receive my divorce papers! Tears welled up in my eyes. Nelson, thinking that those were tears of gratitude, spoke some words offort to me. Ariana, no need to see me off. Next time, bring your husband, and we''ll have a drink together." I knew better than to be ungrateful and saw him to his car. Before he left, he patted the back of my hand gently. "You''ve grown up well, Ariana. Very well indeed!" He wiped the corner of his eyes with his pruney fingers. I wasn''t sure if he was crying, but he looked very d. "You can handle things on your own now. Your old man can rest easy in heaven." When he mentioned my father, I felt nostalgia wash over me. Due to the influence of alcohol, Nelson talked about many of my father''s stories during his youth. His assistant reminded him to leave at longst, thereby curbing his urge to reminisce continuously. As his car drove away, I ran back with excitement overriding any drunkenness. My steps were much lighter. I had so much to tell my mom and wanted her to praise me. But when IExclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. pushed the door open, I was greeted with a p that left me stunned., #25 BO "Mom?" I felt a sharp buzz in my ear as I clutched my cheek. I wasn''t sure if it was really her. "Did you just p me?" Instantly, tears streamed down my cheeks. This was the first time my mom had hit me. She raised her hand high again. I was on the floor and curled up from the shock. The more I thought about it, the more mistreated I felt. My voice started trembling with sobs as I asked, "Mom, why?" Mom suddenly pressed a hand to her forehead as she swayed unsteadily. I rushed to support her, but she pushed me away. Didn''t I tell you and your dead father not to contact Nelson? Ariana, are you not taking my words seriously anymore?" Nelson chuckled. Although he appeared very amiable, there was an authoritative air about him that felt oppressive even to me. The men who had been showing off in front of my mom were all too scared to sit down. "Since this is a special circumstance, a special way of handling it is necessary," Nelson added with a smile. He patted the shoulder of the man next to him. His tone was slow andmanding. "Do I need to teach you how to do it?" "No... There''s no need, Mr. Fisher. I''ll pour you a drink. If I had known you wereing, I would have waited on you personally from the moment you got out of the car." I supported my mom by holding her hand. I noticed she was trembling. I couldn''t tell if it was from drinking too much or due to something else. She kept staring at Nelson, and I knew if he didn''t step in soon, it would be too much. Nichs had once said that one should know when to stop and not go overboard for the sake of future dealings. I couldn''t let Nelson belittle the men present too much. Otherwise, they would bear a grudge, and it would be hard for my mom to do business with themter on. I had to step forward. I took the bottle of wine they were going to force on my mom and went around to toast each person. I did my best to show respect to them by going around and toasting each of them. Atst, the bottle was emptied. When everything was settled, I felt that a huge wet li Chapter 20 She shot a hateful gaze at me, which made me feel as if a thousand tiny des had cut into my heart. I retorted, "What was I supposed to do? Should I stand by and watch you be bullied? Do I let you run around like a headless. chicken with no solution? I''m your daughter! How can you simply hit me without considering the situation?" Mom clutched her chest while breathing heavily. "Aren''t your married? Is your husband dead? If you really cared for me, why get help from someone who''s practically a stranger when help is so close?" My heart palpitated painfully when she said that. "Mom, I told you, I''m divorcing him!" My voice was filled with anger and anguish as I stressed, "He doesn''t love me!"Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. p! My ears buzzed, and the world seemed to go silent. For the second time, my mother hit me. I opened my mouth but couldn''t make a sound. I just stared at her in shock as my tears fell silently. "Do you think marriage is a joke? Do you think you get married and divorced whenever you want? Don''t you know how much this would embarrass me?" my mom yelled at me. My throat felt stuffy, and my voice came out hoarse. "Mom... Is keeping up appearances more important than your daughter''s happiness?" Perhaps those who toiled in the business world day in and day out were doomed to be ruthless and merciless. Both Nichs and my mom were like that. While pointing at me, she admonished, "Firstly, you cannot get a divorce. I''ll call Nichs toe and get you now. Secondly, you can get anyone to be your godfather but not Nelson. I''ll repay him for this favor today. But if you contact him again, we might as well cut ties!" "Why, Mom? Dad entrusted us to Nelson because he was worried. Why can''t I have him as my godfather? If there''s some kind of grudge between you and him, can''t you tell me about it? Don''tmand me to do things! I''m a grown-up now, I can judge for myself!" My knuckles turned white from how hard I was clenching my fists. I wouldn''t back down about Nichs. "It''s impossible for Nichs and I to work things out. If you force me to stay with him, we might as well sever our ties as mother and daughter." I ran out while sobbing uncontrobly. Outside, it started raining. Icy drops of rain pelted my body. I never thought I''d say such harsh words to my mother. Every word she said had cut me deeply and shattered my soul. I couldn''t understand why my mom had hit me. As a child, I had been mischievous, but she never hit me no matter how angry she got. I always thought I would always be loved and pampered as I was brought up. Her two ps stripped away my deep love for her. As I drove, my vision blurred with tears. I fantasized about getting into an ident, where I would lie in a pool of blood, and kind strangers would call an ambnce for me. When the medical staff called my family, I wondered if Nichs or my mom would shed a tear for me. I didn''t remember how I got back to the apartment. Although I hadn''t been there many times, it felt more familiar than Coral Vi, which I had lived in for four years. As soon as I entered, I copsed onto the floor. My body had long gone numb from the shock of the earlier events. I was woken in the middle of the night by the rm of the smart lock. Someone was repeatedly trying my house''s code. The rusty gears in my brain started turning, and I felt scared. This was my first time staying somewhere alone. I''d read one too many news stories about single women getting into dangerous situations. "Who is it?" My voice was hoarse Chapter 21 The beeping sounds of someone entering the password suddenly stopped. A voiceced with anger came through from the other side faintly. "Open the door." I had been huddled on the floor in fear. My fingers that I''d been clenching stiffened. As I breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of resentment arose in my heart simultaneously. I denied the person outside entry. "Go away, Nichs." "Ariana, it''s me. Your mother is very worried about you. She asked Nick and me toe and check on you." udia''s cheerful voice came from outside the door. Iy on the floor and bumped my head against the cool tiles gently in exasperation. I could feel a splitting headacheing on. Nichs knew exactly what was bothering me, yet he brought udia along just to annoy me! Nichs knocked again. He was confident that I would let him in. "Ariana, let''s talk inside." He must have tried many passwords while I was asleep earlier. Was it really that hard to guess? If he had spent a little more time on me, he would have figured it out. Soon, I heard a phone call outside. Nichs was calling Beth and asking her to arrange for someone toe over and open the lock. J didn''t want my home to be broken into, so I raised my voice and said, "udia, let me talk to your brother alone, okay?" "Do you not like me anymore, Ariana? Tell me what I''m doing wrong. I''ll change my ways," udia said while sobbing. In the past, if she had cried in front of me whenever she felt wronged, I would have dropped everything tofort her. But now, I realized she didn''t need me at all. When she cried in front of me, she probably did it to get Nichs'' attention. I struggled to stand up. Then, I looked through the peephole to see Nichs persuading udia patiently. "Wait for me in the car, please." Of course, udia didn''t want to Nichs had to put his arm around her shoulders to steer her to the elevator. They moved out of my line of sight, but my eyes still reddened as sadness washed over me. Some people would cry and call their exes when they were drunk. But the more intoxicated I was, the more clear-headed I became. I didn''t have anything to fall back on if I clung to him because he never liked me. I leaned against the shoe cab and slowly slid to the floor. I hugged myself as misery filled me. At that moment, I felt so cold. "Are you going to open the door for me yourself, or should I wait for my secretary to bring someone to open it?" Nichs'' voice rang out again from behind the door. I sighed and responded in a barely audible voice, "The password is my birthday." After two short beeps, everything fell silent again. I had no choice but to open the door a crack and look at Nichs defensively. "What do you want?" He frowned deeply while staring at my miserable form on the floor. He looked exceptionally handsome with his cold and noble demeanor. Sadly, he couldn''t remember my birthday. Neither of us spoke, and I had no intention of inviting him in. Finally, as the hallway''s motion-sensor light went out, he grabbed my wrist through the door crack. Nichs'' voice was calm as he said, "Brenda called my mom and asked me to bring you home. Now, the whole family. knows we''re quarreling. Iughed in response. "Isn''t it because you didn''t answer my mom''s call? Stop joking, Mr. Hawk. You and your dear sister can go home. I don''t have a home anymore." "Are you feeling wronged?" He yanked me up from the floor and stepped in with one swift movement. I stumbled and felt my vision going dark before my stomach churned due to being pulled up suddenly without warning. Ignoring my difort, Nichs held my chin and forced me. to look up. "Whether you feel wronged or not doesn''t matter to me. Don''t affect me and my family. The Hawk family doesn''t need an unruly daughter-inw." He gave me a rational reminder. "You should know that from the moment we got married, our marriage was no longer just between us." After he said that, he was silent for a few seconds. He then reached out to brush the wet hair off my face and study my face in the hallway''s dim light. I knew I must have looked utterly terrible. Therefore, I turned on the light by the door to let him see me more clearly.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. Nichs let go of me right away. He nced at his hand and the floor. Then, he took two steps back and shook off the water droplets. I had gotten drenched in the rain and copsed at the door when I came in. But to him, I, along with this ce, was filthy and unsightly. He hated even standing in here. My stomach churned violently, so I turned and ran to the bathroom. The next thing I knew was that I started vomiting uncontrobly. After flushing the toilet, I turned back to see Nichs standing at a spot that was mostly dark and only partially lit while watching me coldly. He had no intention ofing in, judging from the way he kept his distance. "Don''t worry, I just had too much to drink. I''m not pregnant." Iughed humorlessly at him. "Even if you were, I wouldn''t acknowledge a bastard child," he replied icily. "Is there anything else you wish to say to me, Mr. Hawk? If not, you can leave." I looked at him and kept my distance as I Charter 0021 started to remove my soaked clothes. My hands paused as they reached the buttons. "Or do you want to have sex with me because you got drugged again? Oh, but udia is downstairs, so I guess you can''t," I remarked tauntingly. He replied in a mocking voice, "Do you think you''re some supermodel that I find irresistible? If it weren''t for your mom, do you think I''de over?" His words were hurtful. All of his tenderness was reserved for another woman, and the difference in his treatment toward me and the other woman was stark. "We can''t go on like this. I''ll exin everything to my mom, and you exin to your mom. Now, can you leave?" With that, I locked the bathroom door and stepped into the bathtub fully clothed. I sat there and let the warm water gradually envelop my body. The shadow of Nichs'' angr side profile came closer to the door. His nearing presence loomed over me like a dark cloud and made it hard for me to breathe. It felt equally as suffocating as sinking into the water. I wanted to kill myself for my stupidity. While underwater, I saw Nichs walk to the other side and open the door. The bathroom in my apartment had double sliding doors, and I had only locked one side.. I thought he would pull me up, but he didn''t. He stepped into the bathtub and kissed me underwater. I desperately needed air, so I kissed him back fiercely while hoping to get some. His smile looked a little creepy in the dim light. "Ariana, look at how you kissed me just now. How can you say that we can''t go on being husband and wife?" Chapter 22 I gasped for huge mouthfuls of breath as my lungs felt like they were about to stop working due to theck of oxygen. When I finally caught my breath, I looked up to see Nichs, who was opposite me in the bathtub. He was soaking wet yet exuding male allure as if posing Unable to hold back anymore, I started wailing. My pent-up grievances gave me the strength to hit him. He caught my hands, ignored my struggles, and started undressing me. don''t "Whether we stay together or not is up to me. Also, you get to mock me for having sex with you!" Nichs stated tenaciously. He held the back of my head and kissed me again. He urgently ravaged my lips. Soon, my lips were sore and numb, devoid of sensation. I couldn''t do anything but cry. Nichs was showing me that my struggles, efforts, and even my life were all not under my control but his. He wanted to show me that I couldn''t live without him. If he wanted me dead, I would be dead as a doornail; if he wanted me alive, then I would live. Nichs terrified me when he behaved like this. I trembled under him, thinking that I no longer wanted the man whom I used to treasure above everything else. Nevertheless, he found it thrilling as he tormented me repeatedly in the bathtub. I wiped the tears from my face and looked at him calmly. "You do this to me and take me for granted because I love you. But Nichs, what if I don''t love you anymore? You hear me? I don''t love you anymore!" Nichs'' expression turned serious. He looked at me intently and spoke with no emotion. "Whatever. You''re enjoying extreme pleasure while being under me right now. Isn''t that enough?" When I finally woke up at noon the next day, my waist felt like it was about to break in half. The dried water stains on the floor indicated how intensest night''s lovemaking had been. There were even marks on the vanity and windows. Nichs had tormented me like a madman after I said I didn''t love him. He made sure to use all his strength to repay my utterances that displeased him. As I recalled everything that happenedst night, I couldn''t hold back my emotions any longer. I grabbed handfuls of my messy hair and broke down sobbing. I yelled in frustration, Damn you, Nichs!" How long would it take before I could think of him without feeling a pang in my heart? I wailed and released my anguish without a shred of dignity left. Just then, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Nichs stood leaning against the door while holding my pink mug. He said indifferently, "I''m still here, you know. I fell silent instantly with tears brimming at the corners of my eyes. I could even see how wet myshes were. "Why haven''t you left?" I blurted as I sat up. "You keep seducing me. How was I supposed to leave?" His tone was mocking, and his gaze roamed over my body.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this. I gulped and realized that I was naked. So, I quickly covered myself with the nket and grabbed a pillow to throw at him with all my strength. "Nichs, you can be as greedy as you like in business. But as a person, there should be a limit to your greed." He should be able to understand the underlying message words. In response, he smirked at menguidly. "How can there be a perfect solution in this world? That''s why I can only rely on myself." Nichs walked straight to my bed and put the cup on the nightstand. Then, he reached out his arms to hold me and pin me down. I quickly braced my foot against his waist. I couldn''t understand why he was initiating acts of intimacy with me so frequently now. After all, he used to prefer masturbating to udia''s photo rather than touching me! "Are you ying hard to get now? Have you forgotten how tightly you gripped me with your legsst night?" he teased. His gaze was suggestive as he held my foot and rubbed it my against the spot three inches below his belly button. "I might consider letting you have my child." Chapter 23 His bold actions caused goosebumps to erupt all over my skin. The warmth of his touch made me pull my leg back quickly, but he caught my ankle. He pressed down harder, and our bodies meshed. He looked down at me and said, "Too bad I missed out on your sexy lingerie." His sudden sensuality overwhelmed me. I blushed so much that I resembled a cooked lobster. "Let go!" I tried to kick him with my other foot. But he caught it and said teasingly, "You didn''t say thatst night." He kissed me and flirted with me unabashedly. Unfortunately, I couldn''t keep holding back my feelings for him. Upon taking a critical hit like this, all the affection I tried so hard to withhold broke free and poured forth. Even though I knew he didn''t love me, I was powerless against his advances. I fell deeper into the abyss despite being fully aware of the consequences. I felt aggrieved and was on the verge of an emotional breakdown. I covered my mouth with my hand and closed my eyes. I tried to maintain myposure and blurted, "I want a divorce." "Go ahead and try, then." He kissed the inside of my palm and licked it inch by inch. "If you seed, it''s my loss." I used to be infatuated with his minty scent. If this were the past, I would have gotten aroused to the point of wanting to nt hickeys on his neck. But now, I could push him away. without hesitation. "Let''s have a mature conversation about this, Nichs. We''re both adults. Do you take me for a fool? The girl you raised has be a woman. "You allowed her to get close to you without setting any boundaries. You even showed her a gentle side of yourself that I''ve never experienced. Why can''t you be honest ande clean with me?" He kissed me again. "Don''t bring her up. You''re ruining the mood." I tried to resist his advances, but it felt like I was wrestling someone above my weight ss. "No! We have to address this. now!" "She''s just my sister. It''s been this way for years," Nichs replied exasperatedly. "You don''t even have the guts to admit it. You coward!" I countered. Nichs'' voice was hoarse and tinged with anger. "Then, what do you want me to do?" "I want a divorce!" I repeated firmly. After saying that, my throat felt constricted like I was being strangled. I couldn''t utter another syble; I was almost suffocating. Chapter bin23 Nichs was silent for a few seconds. He sounded almost self-deprecating as he said, "You love me so much, but you''re still insisting on divorcing me. Shouldn''t you be content already when I said you could bear my child?" I nodded and replied weakly, "Giving birth to a child is painful and arduous. Do you know how much a woman would have to love a man to want to have his child?" Now... I was no longer willing to do that. This time, he didn''t press further. With a dismissive wave, he refused to talk about anything rted to love. I watched his back as he walked out of my room. Then, I heard the sound of the smart lock opening and closing, which signaled his departure. There was finally some peace and quiet. Even now, I couldn''t understand what he thought of me. I was starving and ordered takeout. While I was waiting for my to arrive, Mom''s calls kepting in. food I didn''t want to answer them, but she was relentless. Moreover, I feared something bad might have happened to her. Despite our conflict the previous day, I was still worried about her. Over the phone, my mom forbade me from contacting Nelson ever again. I agreed as I realized that there might be old grudges I wasn''t aware of. However, I stood firm on my decision to divorce Nichs. My mom was so angry that she disowned me and hurled anExclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. endless stream of harsh words to berate me. I listened numbly with a nk expression. I spent three days in a daze in my apartment before Yasmine barged in and dragged me to Jay Caldwell & Co. to meet her idol, Ss Harmon. Chapter 24 Ss was a refined and well-manneredw graduate who returned from overseas. He looked mature and elegant in his suit and tie. His formal attire inevitably reminded me of Nichs. They shared certain simrities, as they both had a calm demeanor. The difference was that behind Nichs''posure, he had eyes that seemed to see through everything as if he could easily manipte all the people and events in the world. Ss, on the other hand, had a gentle and timeless air about him. He exuded the kind of warmth that came with having experienced the vicissitudes of life. The interview went reasonably well. Initially, I wanted to be a transactional attorney, but the firm preferred me to work in litigation. Ss advised me, "Yasmine has been excelling in this area. Don''t you want to experience the thrill of winning cases in the courtroom?" I responded politely, "Indeed, taking up litigation will provide many opportunities to sharpen my thinking skills. My growth will be swift too." I understood his reasoning. Whether one could secure cases and winwsuits depended entirely on one''s abilities and skills. However, doing non-litigation work would mean being involved in the team''s operations and management. This showed that Ss didn''t have that much trust in me yet. Of course, I understood the firm''s decision and was grateful for the job opportunity. So, I epted it. He handed me my business card with a smile. "This was already printed four years ago." As I walked out of thew firm, I ran into Beth. I didn''t expect to see her there. She greeted me and handed me an envelope. It was clear that she came prepared. "Mrs. Hawk, this is for you. It''s from Mr. Hawk," Beth said. I looked past her shoulder to see an MPV parked by the roadside. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Nichs would never deign to sit in such a car. "What is this?" I looked at Beth while frowning in confusion. She smiled faintly and exined, "Mr. Hawk said this is a return gift for you. He said you would definitely like it, so please read it carefully." Was he returning a gift? Then again, I hadn''t given Nichs anything recently. Beth added, "At 9:00 pm tonight, your mother will visit Hawk Manor. Mr. Hawk specifically asked me to tell you that he wille to pick you up." She bowed and walked toward the MPV after conveying the message.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. I tightened my grip on the envelope while feeling as if I was being watched. Beth hadn''t delivered this to my house during the three days I stayed home but did so as soon as I came for the interview. I shivered as I watched her walk away. Even when she got in. the car, I didn''t see any sign of Nichs inside. If Beth had been here for a purpose under Nichs'' instructions, the only thing I could think of that could have led to Beth''s presence here was that Yasmine had helped me send him a divorce agreement recently. Absent-mindedly, I opened the envelope and found a bill longer than my arm inside. It detailed all the financial support Nichs had provided to my mother''spany over the past four years. I didn''t understand much about apany''s operations, but I couldprehend the terms. From talent recruitment to project investments, Nichs had provided unconditional help. To be honest, I had always wondered how my mother, a woman who had never dealt with business before, could have kept thepany afloat after my father''s death. One thing was clear, thepany wouldn''t have survived without Nichs'' help! Standing in the sunlight, I examined the bill in detail. It came up to a grand total of 87 million dors! I stood by the roadside. The bustling street was just ahead of me. If I stepped onto the road, I could quickly say goodbye to this massive debt... Chapter 25 Nichs had made it clear that if I wanted a divorce, I had to repay him the money first. That was only fair since he''d paid out so much money. I now understood why my mom couldn''t ept the idea of me and Nichs splitting up. Over the past four years, I had been sold to the Hawk family to keep my dad''s business going. As I walked back to Jay Caldwell & Co., my steps were unsteady, and I felt disoriented. The receptionist looked in surprise, as did Ss et meN?velDrama.Org ? content. I smiled calmly at Ss. "Sorry, but I still want to try for the position of transactional attorney." To make money in a short time, litigation would be too slow. I didn''t have the time to build my foundation as a litigationwyer. Being a transactional attorney provided a more stable ie. "What''s wrong?" Ss noticed my strained expression right away. Being an understanding person, he made an effort to console and advise me. "Ms. Jones, if you were a recent graduate, I would have done everything in my power to hire Your resume is impressive, and the cases you''ve handled were done very well." you. He then adjusted his gold-rimmed sses and looked at me solemnly. "However, you have a four-year gap in employment." After saying that, Ss paused before adding, "Theck of experience is hard to make up for. In our line of work, experience is crucial. Without it, no matter how good your academic achievements are, they remain theoretical and aren''t convincing." I nodded. He continued to talk about the impressive achievements of Jay Caldwell & Co. since its establishment. I could tell the firm was looking to hire experiencedwyers. If I let him go on, I wouldn''t have a chance to give the position I wanted a shot. Ss happened to mention their most sessful merger and acquisition case recently. I took the chance and interjected," That''s quite a coincidence. I believe I would fit in perfectly with your firm by leveraging my strengths to provide excellent legal services to our clients." My response piqued Ss'' interest. He wondered why I felt so confident about the value I could bring to the firm''s table. I exined to him that my advantagey precisely in my four-year work gap. During my four years as Mrs. Hawk, I had the opportunity to interact with many business magnates and government officials due to Nichs'' connections. I then discussed the roleswyers could y in capital markets, equity investments, and asset securitization. At the same time, I didn''t forget to tter Ss. I praised him and stated that arge firm like Jay Caldwell & Co. must have extended to many such business areas. I watched Ss'' expression closely. When he finally showed a satisfied smile, I thought I had a chance. Still, he rejected me. "Alright. Why don''t we do this? I''ll introduce you to an investor of our firm. It will be up to you whether you can convince him." I was surprised. The outside world had demonized Ss due to his sess. He was a well- knownwyer in the country, with over 30 branches nationwide. The Radiant City branch was located in the most expensive building within the central business district. He was a market leader in the legal field. Who could possibly be above him and invest in his business? I bit my lip. "Now?" "Yes, I happen to have a dinner appointment with him. I can bring you along," Ss said with a gentle smile. "Shall we?" I gripped the edge of my seat when I thought about Nichs'' order. He had said that I should be back at the Hawk Manor tonight. Ultimately, I nodded. It was still afternoon. If the timing was right, it shouldn''t take too long. I should still be able to make it back by 9:00 pm. To my dismay, the mysterious investor arrivedte. We waited until 7:00 pm when a slender hand finally pushed open the door to the private room. I didn''t expect to see Pete Shelman that day. He was the second son of the Shelman family and my nemesis. Chapter 26 Pete wore a well-tailored ck suit. He pulled out a chair and sat across from me with his back straight. It was evident that he and Ss were good friends. They chatted with each other amiably for quite a while. Only after they finished did they seem to notice me. Pete crossed his arms, and his expression was full of mockery. "Well, if it isn''t Ariana Jones. What brought you here?" Thest time I saw Pete was at the beginning of the year when he visited Hawk Manor on New Year''s Day. The Hawk and Shelman families were old family friends. The Jones were good friends of the Shelmans too. When we were young, our elders tried to match us up. So, we were practically childhood sweethearts. However, my rtionship with Petecked the innocent affection childhood friends usually had for each other. It was more like a twisted love- hate rtionship born out of jealousy. Or rather, there was never any love but only constant conflict. It wasn''t an exaggeration to say that he was my nemesis. In first grade, because I scored 20 points higher than him in a test, his dad berated him for not doing well. The next day, he yanked my hair hard. When I went home and told on him, this earned him another round of punishment from his dad. After that, he ran to my house and stood outside the garden. He pointed at my window and swore that he and I would be Chapter DD26 lifelong enemies. From then on, we shed frequently. He once stole my sanitary pads when I had my period, which made me theughingstock in front of all the boys in the ss. In retaliation, I took the love letter that he had written for the campus belle and read it aloud in front of his entire family. Unsurprisingly, his father punished him once more. We always went to extremes in tormenting each other, and neither of us ever won. I looked down and dispelled those bitter memories. But at this moment, it was clear who emerged triumphant atst. The business card printed four years ago wasn''t a sign of appreciation for my talent. Yasmine had constantly persuaded me to rejoin the workforce due to Ss'' persistent brainwashing throughout these four years. All this, which I thought I had lost but regained, was orchestrated by Pete. "You yed the long game well!" Instead of feeling angry, I was impressed. Without his meticulous nning, who would have hired me immediately when I decided to work again? After all, as Ss mentioned, I had a four-year career gap. "If your brain wasn''t that rusty, you would''ve taken the bait even faster," Petemented. He was dissatisfied that his victory hadn''t taken ce as soon as he had liked. I red at him. I vividly remembered his reckless behavior at my wedding. On my big day, he jinxed my marriage with a bottle of wine in hand. That day, he said he wouldn''t give me his blessing and that I was making the worst mistake by getting married right after graduating. We had a big fight, and I hated him for ruining the only wedding I would ever have. It seemed that truth needed time to reveal itself. He hadn''t changed much from my memory, but his bearing waspletely different now.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. Over the past four years, every time he visited the Hawk family for the New Year, he had transformed bit by bit. He became increasingly mature over the years. But unlike most CEOs, his bangs weren''t slicked back. I had heard from Nichs that Pete''s family intended to groom him to take over the leadership position in their family. The eldest son was too happy with his marriage, thus dulling hispetitive edge. On the other hand, Pete was more suited for business. Nichs had once mentioned that Pete was like a wolf. He wouldn''t hesitate to bite anyone who got in his way, so much so that Pete''s own brother had to be wary of him. Even someone as shrewd as Nichs had suffered losses at his hands too. At that time, Nichs warned me about their fierce Without a second thought, I agreed and blocked Pete on WhatsApp right in front of him, stating that I felt like hitting him. when he came into sight. My response had even made the usually aloof Nichsugh. Chapter 27 The once hot-headed youth had be more sophisticated. He was now capable of exacting revenge on me byying a trap for four years. My gaze swept over to Ss, who sat calmly and seemed unsurprised by the rtionship between Pete and me. It was clear that he had known all along, which further confirmed my suspicions. Pete crossed his arms, pouting his lower lip to blow away his bangs that were starting to poke into his eyes. He smirked and asked, "Do you admit defeat now? If you''re unwilling to admit that you''ve lost, no problem. Drink these two bottles of vodka, and I''ll let you go. We''ll have a battle of our wits again next time." In the past, I might have thrown the vodka in his face and walked away without a care. But now, my hard-earned job opportunity would be jeopardized if I displeased Pete.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material. I needed to make money! I no longer had anything to fall back on to retaliate against him. I was neck deep in 87 million dors of debt, so I had no choice but to be pragmatic. I smiled and said, "I admit defeat. I never said I didn''t. If I drink this, will you let me join Mr. Harmon''s firm?" 50 percent vodka was no joke. Downing over spread from my tongue to my stomach. I raised the ss to toast Pete. "I''ll drink this now. Watch closely, Mr. Shelman." And so, I yed the role of an obsequious people pleaser to perfection. Pleasing Pete wasn''t scary; I would be worse off if I didn''t have any money and freedom. With those words, I tilted my head back and drank the vodka. The way the alcohol stung my throat made it feel like I was swallowing shards of ss. I choked and spluttered noisily. Pete probably didn''t expect me to take it seriously. His intention was likely just to give me a hard time while I was job hunting. I could see the surprise on his face. He didn''t speak. Ss didn''t seem inclined to stop me either. He stood back with his arms crossed and watched things y out. Pete''s chair scraped loudly against the floor as he shot up from his seat. Pete sneered and taunted, "Drink up, then. If you finish these two bottles, I''ll let you join Ss'' firm. Drink another two bottles, and I''ll make Ss step down and give you his position! No matter how you perform, and even if you mess up a case worth 100 billion dors, I''ll ept it." I listened to his taunt and gripped the ss tightly. Then, I rxed my hold. Before I came for the interview, I had studied Ss''test case. It involved apany being used of moneyundering. Hundreds of billions of dors were instantlybeled as illicit funds. Handling such a case could the firm tens of billions, and even a small share for me would cover a quarter of my debt to Nichs. I shrugged and said, "Forget it. I might not even live to take up. work if I drink more than two bottles. So, two bottles will do. Please keep your word, Mr. Shelman." Ss stood up and pushed down my ss gracefully. He smiled and said, "Ariana, Pete was just teasing you. Admitting your loss will work better than downing all the vodka." I shook my head vigorously, as I wasn''t one to beg. Pete was my lifelong nemesis. Getting him to keep his word was already. hard enough. Thus, I set down the ss and smiled at him, but the smile didn''t reach my eyes as I started drinking straight from the bottle. Pete smirked. "My goodness, drink slower. Let me take a picture to post on social media!" Ss tapped his fingers on the table while advising Pete," That''s enough. Don''t blow things out of proportion." Pete hated being given advice. When we were children, everyone sided with me because I was a girl. He, on the other hand, bore the brunt of all the scoldings and punishments. He snapped a quick picture and posted it on social media without even looking up. "She can go ahead and drink all she wants. If she dies, I''ll take care of her funeral." Chapter 28 I could handle my liquor quite well usually. But on that day, I gulped down the alcohol far too quickly. So, my tolerance. didn''t count for much. I was overwhelmed by the volume of the alcohol and the speed at which I downed it all. I felt very tipsy. In my haze, I saw Pete''s twisted smile. He leaned back with his hands in his pockets. Suddenly, the youthful aura that had gradually faded over the years reappeared. My eyes stung. If only I could turn back time, I wouldn''t have married Nichs. And if I didn''t, I wouldn''t be dealing with so many distressing issues now. How had I mustered up the courage to confess to Nichs back then? I had been so foolish. Even the endless fighting with Pete as a kid would have been better than this hell. I turned the finished bottle upside down and ced it on the table. Then, I reached for the second bottle. I was having double vision and kept seeing two bottles in front of me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn''t open it. Pete waved his hand to gesture at Ss. So, Ss had no choice but to take the bottle from me and open it. After he''d done that, he ced it back in front of me. "Drink slowly," he advised. J didn''t hesitate and reached for the bottle, but he didn''t let go. "Give it to me. What are you doing?" I asked him. "You should rest a bit before drinking more," Ss said. His concern for me displeased Pete. "Ss, I''ve never seen you showing anyone such tender treatment. You rejected that pretty girl who had been chasing after you without a second thought the other day. Do you know Ariana or something?" Ss shook his head with a bitter smile and returned to his seat. He didn''t want tond himself in hot water. "No, I don''t know her at all." I stopped listening to them and grabbed the bottle to chug down the vodka. However, heavy drinking seemed to be best done in one go. Having paused for a short while, I found that I couldn''t drink continuously as I did earlier. As a result, I bent over and started dry heaving. In the process, I even threw up some alcohol. Tears streamed from my eyes. As I wiped them away, I saw Pete staring at me intently. Afraid he would go back on his word, I picked up the bottle hastily and continued drinking while I was feeling a bit better. "Why the heck are you still drinking?" Pete asked angrily. "More!" I took another big gulp, but I threw up more than I drank at this point. I kept drinking and vomiting. It must have been too unsightly. Finally, Pete got angry. He threw the ss in front of him onto the ground and stepped on the ss shards as he walked over to grab my hand. His gaze locked onto my hand, which was still reaching for the Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org. bottle. He had a fierce look of disbelief in his eyes as he questioned, " Are you out of your mind? Are you so desperate for that little bit of money that you''d risk your life?" At that moment, I couldn''t maintain my facade any longer. My expression of ttery from a moment ago became contorted with fury. "Just a bit of money? You''re threatening my job prospects and ie, and you say it''s just a bit of money? If my dad were still alive, you wouldn''t dare talk to me like this!" aus of The animosity between Pete and me didn''t fade just because we grew up. It might have even be a deadlock because of our respective growing capabilities. Childhood friends? We were never friends. There was only enmity between us! I muttered incoherently, "Everyone bullies me. I''ve done everything you asked. What more do you want from me? What more do you want... You rich people are really hard to please!" I squinted and grabbed at the air with one hand. "Give me the bottle... Give it to me... Don''t you dare go back on your word!" Pete looked at me with an expression that was tooplicated to be described. "Who else is bullying you besides me?" He then asked in disbelief, "Is Nichs bullying you? Didn''t you always brag about how happy you were in your marriage every New Year? Doesn''t he even give you money to spend?" Chapter 29 I still remember how Pete had crashed my wedding. That was why I always tried to show off how happy I was with Nichs. I''d sessfully tricked him and tricked myself in the process. I wanted to tell him that it wasn''t that Nichs never spent any money on me. On the contrary, he''d spent so much on me that I would never be able to pay him back. At that point, I was still conscious, but my throat felt disconnected from the rest of me. Apart from weak whimpers, I couldn''t say anything. My body slumped to the ground. "Shit!" Pete came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach. He made me double over. Ss helped him hold my head down. I felt alcohol leaking out of my nose and eyes. "It hurts..." The sting of the alcohol made it impossible for me to open my eyes. "Stop it. I''m going to die." Pete''s neck reddened. The redness spread up to his ears. He kept his arms tight around my stomach and heaved rhythmically to force me to throw up. His voice was strangely gentle. "Shut the fuck up. Don''t... say things like that." "I hate you! I''m going to tell my dad to beat you up, Pete. It hurts Just then, Ms. Gardner opened the door and entered. Immediately, she covered her eyes with her hands, leaving slits between her fingers to peek at the scene before her. She didn''t know what to do. ww "Mrs... Mrs. Hawk''s butt is on Mr. Shelman''sp," she muttered while sounding perplexed. "And there''s another man in front of her holding down her head..." She raised her voice. "Let go of her, quick! Mr. Hawk is here!" Mr. Hawk? Nichs Hawk? I tilted my head. Blurrily, I saw Nichs approaching us. His demeanor was as cold as ever. When I saw him, my eyes blurred with liquid. I wasn''t sure if they were tears or alcohol. Nichs'' eyes were unusually cold. His gazended on me. What are you doing?" he asked coldly. The three of us did not make a pretty scene. The room was dim, which made whatever movements we made pretty suggestive. However, neither Pete nor Ss loosened their hold on me. Pete''s voice sounded from somewhere above me. "Your wife came here to ask me for money. If you''d been a little more generous to your wife, Nick, we wouldn''t be here right now. She drank a little too much and threw up. I hope this isn''t too big a deal for you." Nichs scoffed as a light smile appeared on his face. "Of course not. Are you done now, then? If you''re done, I''ll take her back. Our family is waiting for her back home." Pete stared at Nichs. He was shocked by his calmness. "I mean, it wasn''t mindblowing, but since you asked for her, she can go." Nichs held out his hand as if asking for his elegant partner for a dance. However, all he got was me, piss-drunk and disgusting.N?velDrama.Org ? content. His grip was so tight that it hurt. I moaned in his arms. "Ow... it hurts..." Pete frowned and tightened his grip on me again. "She said you''re hurting her. Didn''t you hear her?" a Nichs pursed his lips. He did not say anything. He just stared at Pete''s hand on me. Pete smiled innocently before letting go nonchntly. "What''s with that look, Mr. Hawk? You''re not nning to take revenge on me in some other way, are you? If you are, be warned that I will fight back." Nichs'' expression remained stoic. "Don''t worry. She''s not worth it!" He picked me up in a bridal carry style and left, leaving Pete looking strangely conflicted. His fists were clenched. Chapter 30 Chapter Dist I felt as if I was floating above the clouds. The air felt light and gentle on my skin, and it was much easier to breathe here than it was in the private room. Just as I was gettingfortable, my head hit something. hard. The pain was enough to rouse me a little-just barely. I opened my eyes only to close them again. Someone pinched my cheeks. I waved a lethargic hand. "Pete, please... Please, I need to... work," I mumbled while barely conscious. Pain blossomed on my face suddenly as the temperature dropped. I shuddered. "Open your eyes, Ariana. Look at who I am!" I opened my eyes. Somehow, Nichs had appeared, and he was standing before me. He was staring at me with his dark eyes. There was a dark fire in those eyes. I felt as if I was dreaming. "Honey?" I reached up and wound my arms around his neck. Honey, Pete is such a bad guy. Can you punish him for me? You have to punish him!" I buried my head in the side of his neck while holding back tears. "Why aren''t you answering me?" He looked at me calctingly as he pushed me against the door of the car. "Ariana, did you not hear what I said to you? Do you think I can''t support you? Is that why you went out to look for a job and asked Pete, of all people?" His voice was cold and impassive. "Why do you want a job so badly? It''s a waste of energy, and it''s not like you''ll earn much. "Everything you''re wearing right now was paid for by me. What else could you possibly need? You won''t even be able to buy the shirt you''re wearing with your entire monthly paycheck!" He leaned closer to my ear. "You''ve made me angry, Ariana. For real this time." His anger was ryed in the tight grip he had on my chin. My jaw felt as if it would dislocate at any moment now. I narrowed my eyes and met his sharp gaze. It felt like daggers slicing into my skin..N?velDrama.Org ? content. I couldn''t quite hear what he was saying. All I knew was that his mouth was moving, and his expression was ferocious. "My dad is gone. My mom doesn''t love me. No one wants me," I sobbed. I was unable to hold back any longer. "And it hurts so much here!" I pounded on my chest. The next day, I woke up on a familiar bed. I stared at the chandelier above me. My head was pounding. How did I get back to Coral Vi? I moved my hand over to the other side of the bed. It was cold. It didn''t seem like I had spent the night with anyonest night. I pressed a hand against my waist. Then why do I feel so sore? Wendy crept up to the door. When she saw that I was awake, she brought me a cup of tea. "Mr. Hawk said you drank quite a lot of alcoholst night, so I made you some tea to help with the hangover. Quickly have some while it''s still hot." I took the cup. "Where is he?" "In the garden with Ms. udia." "Alright." Nichs treated udia better than he treated me-I had already epted this fact. I gave a nonmittal hum and went downstairs with the cup of tea. If Nichs ever had a child in the future, I could see him being a good father. He was willing to spend time with people he actually liked. Out in the garden, udia bounded around Nichs like a rabbit. At times, she would leap into his arms and wrap her legs around his waist as sheughed. They made a pleasant picture, all lively and happy. But this isn''t proof of their affair. They were siblings. I did not believe that Nichs and udia would ever be able to be together. I didn''t know who would be lucky enough to be the mother of Nichs'' children, nor did I know what would happen to udia. But there was one thing I knew: I would be leaving this ce too. If I stayed, my life would just bepromise after