AWAKENED ADRIAN LACANSTER

Adrian Lancaster pushed open the door to Room 308 on the second floor of the cruise ship, only to be met with the unmistakable voices of a man and a woman coming from the bedroom.

"Honey, I’ve been holding back for days, I’m about to lose it."

“Come on, ahh~ My pants ... take them ... off, will you? Ahh~~”

BOOM!

It was as if thunder had struck Adrian right in the ears.

His face paled.

Because the voice that spoke next belonged to Isabelle—his wife!

Three years ago, they had met at a small banquet.

Sparks flew, and soon after, they were married.

Though she was diagnoised with multiple myeloma shortly after their wedding, Adrian never left her side.

He took care of her through the worst and even donated his own healthy bone marrow—saving her life.

A week ago, when Isabella told him she was pregnant, he had been over the moon.

Even though his startup company was on the verge of bankruptcy, he’d spent his savings to buy two luxury cruise tickets for a seven-day getaway, hoping to cheer her up after learning she was worried about her family company, and rekindle their romance.

He had even prepared a nice romantic dinner with a meaningful gift for her this evening.

The last thing Adrian expected ... was betrayal.

As the gasps and moans from the bathroom grew louder, Adrian’s rage swelled.

His fists clenched, and he stormed toward the bedroom door.

He had to see—who the bastard was!

But as he reached for the knob, he stopped.

His features were contorted with pain.

What difference would it make anyway?

Would seeing the man erase Isabelle’s betrayal?

She was pregnant with their baby—did she even care about its safety?

Just a door away, Adrian felt he was between heaven and hell.

Just then, came more voices from inside the bedroom.

“Hurry up... Adrian would be ... back with his surprise for me any minute. Ahh~ If he sees us ... we’re screwed ... Ahh~~~”

“So what if he does? He’s now penniless and powerless. I’m not afraid of him.”

Adrian frowned. The man’s voice ... it sounded familiar.

Then Isabelle spoke again.

“You naughty bad boy ... Ahh~~ So? How’s the plan to bankrupt Adrian’s company going? I’m running out of excuses to stall.”

“Don’t worry. With your help from the inside, I’ve already cut off all his cash flow. Every asset he had is now under my name.”

The man laughed excitedly.

And then it clicked!

Adrian knew who the man was—Lucian Grayson.

CEO of Astra Corp, Adrian’s fiercest rival.

The Grayson family was one of Silver’s City’s top three elite families, and Lucian was known for his arrogance and ruthless behavior.

Rumors had always followed him: forcing his pregnant secretary to get an abortion, seducing exployees’s wives, blackmailing femal staff into sleeping with him...

Lucian Grayson was pure scum.

But of all people—his own loving wife Isabelle was now fucking that bastard? Why?

Was he—Adrian Lancaster—not good enough?

His heart bled.

Inside the bedroom, Isabelle continued between moans.

“Should I ask for a divorce ... tomorrow ... as we planned? And then the day after ... ahh ~~ you come with me for a prenatal check?”

“Why not? Today is the last day he’s allowed to enjoy happiness.” Lucian chuckled as he held Isabelles softness in his hands.

“Talking about prenatal check, that idiot still doesn’t know the baby isn’t his, right?”

“Of course, not. How can ... I tell him the truth? He’d ... ahh ... kill me!” Isabelle let out a long lowly moan before continuing between gasps.