As Ethan's eyes remained fixed on his phone screen, Ivy's curiosity grew.She stepped closer and frowned.“What is it, Ethan? Why are you staring at your phone like that?”There was no response.Ivy's concern deepened.She studied his face carefully.“Come on, Ethan. You can't hide something like this from me, okay? Just tell me what's making you so upset.”Still, Ethan said nothing.He neither looked at her nor acknowledged her words. Though his body was present, his mind seemed miles away. His jaw was clenched tightly, and his expression was darker than Ivy had ever seen before.Something was clearly wrong.And whatever it was, it had pushed him to the edge of his patience.Since he refused to explain, Ivy quickly reached for the phone and pulled it from his hand.The moment her eyes landed on the screen, her hand flew to her mouth.Shock washed over her face.She couldn't believe what she was seeing.Her eyes widened as she stared at the video playing before her, struggling to proc

Ethan stood frozen, staring at Michaela as fury blazed in her eyes. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The woman he had rushed in to save was ordering him to let Joshua go.Joshua—the same man who had manipulated her, lured her here, and turned their intimate moment into a public spectacle by broadcasting it live across social media. Ethan had expected gratitude, maybe even relief. Instead, Michaela was glaring at him with raw, blistering anger, shouting for him to stop beating the man who had violated her trust.The disbelief hit Ethan like a punch to the gut. Shock twisted into indignation as he shoved Joshua’s limp body aside and stalked toward Michaela. Thousands watched the unfolding drama in real time—comments flooding in, notifications exploding. Even Ivy was among them, glued to the stream.When Ethan reached her, he searched her face, his chest heaving. “What are you saying, Michaela?” His voice was low, edged with disbelief. “Why the hell are you defending that monster

The moment the signed divorce papers landed in Micheala's hands, the tears she had been desperately holding back finally spilled down her cheeks.From where he stood watching everything unfold, her father smiled with satisfaction."Now, that's what I call a daughter!"Beside Willie, Caro couldn't hide her delight either."Finally, brother-in-law," she said with a pleased smile. "Your daughter has made the right decision."Meanwhile, countless viewers who had been following the drama online immediately flooded the comment section with their opinions.The comments came pouring in one after another."Yes! That's the true definition of class difference!""This is exactly what should have happened a long time ago!""I'm glad they're finally divorced. Tell me, how can the rich marry the poor?""Ethan should have known his place from the very beginning!"The comments continued endlessly, each one harsher than the last.Unable to bear it any longer, Micheala turned around and hurried away fro

Ethan froze mid-step. He neither advanced nor retreated, his body locked in place as the memory of Cynthia’s hand brushing against his sent a jolt through him. His mind rewired in that single heartbeat.Slowly, he turned around.“You still need rest, Cynthia,” he said firmly. “You’re still weak. You shouldn’t be pushing yourself like this.”Cynthia shook her head, her eyes gleaming with quiet determination despite her frail state.“No, Ethan. I’ve been searching for a way to speak with you, and fate finally brought us together. If anyone had told me you would save me after everything my family has done to you… I wouldn’t have believed it.”Her words struck Ethan like a thunderclap. He searched her face, trying to understand where she was leading him.“What do you mean by that?” he asked, his voice low with curiosity.Instead of answering directly, Cynthia attempted to sit up. Though exhaustion weighed heavily on her, she forced herself upright with sheer willpower. Ethan stood watchin

As Cynthia continued kissing him, Ethan remained frozen. He didn’t reciprocate. He didn’t caress her body. But Cynthia didn’t give a damn. She licked and sucked at his lips with hungry urgency, then drove her tongue deep into his mouth, savoring the heat and taste of him, desperate for more.Unwilling to let himself kiss the daughter of the man who had destroyed his life, Ethan finally shoved her back. “Just stop this, okay?” he growled. “This is bullshit.”Cynthia silenced him instantly, crashing her lips against his again. “This is not bullshit, Ethan,” she breathed fiercely against his mouth. “It’s calling to you, and I know you want this. I know you really want to fuck me. So why the hell are you backing down?”She pulled away just enough to give herself room, her eyes locked on his. With deliberate movements, she loosened the ties of her gown. The fabric slid down her body in a whisper, pooling at her feet and leaving her in nothing but a lacy bra and panties. Ethan’s gaze staye