2026-07-07 06:06:02The ride back to the Wright villa was dead silent. Chloe sat in the passenger seat of the taxi Ethan had hailed, her body still trembling slightly. She kept her face turned toward the window, watching the streetlights blur past. Her cheek throbbed where the mercenary had struck her, but the confusion in her heart hurt far more.
She kept stealing glances at Ethan. He sat beside her, staring straight ahead, his expression as calm and unreadable as a deep pool of stagnant water.
"Ethan," Chloe finally spoke, her voice cracking. "How did you know I was there? And those men... how did you fight like that?"
Ethan didn't turn his head. "I followed you because Julian looked suspicious at dinner. As for the fighting, I told you before I met you… I served as a medic in a security firm overseas. You learn how to handle yourself when lives are on the line."
Chloe bit her lip. It was true. When they first met three years ago, Ethan had mentioned some vague military background, but her mother had instantly dismissed it as "glorified bodyguard work." Over the years, seeing Ethan wash dishes, scrub floors, and endure endless insults, she had forgotten he was ever anything but a submissive house-husband.
"Thank you," she whispered, looking down at her lap. "If you hadn't come..."
"We're here," Ethan interrupted smoothly as the taxi pulled up to the Wright villa. He paid the driver and stepped out, opening the door for her without a trace of emotion.
The moment they crossed the threshold of the villa, a sharp, shrill voice pierced the air.
"Chloe! Oh my goodness, look at your face!"
Valerie Wright, Chloe’s mother, rushed down the stairs in her silk robe. She didn't even notice Ethan. She grabbed Chloe’s shoulders, staring at the faint bruise on her daughter's cheek. "What happened? Did the contract signing go wrong? Where is Julian?"
"Mom, it was a trap," Chloe said, her voice heavy with exhaustion. "Julian set me up. He brought me to a room full of thugs. They wanted to force me to sign over all of the Wright Group’s assets to a company called the Vance Corporation. Julian betrayed us."
Valerie’s jaw dropped, but before she could speak, the front door burst open again.
Julian Ross staggered into the living room. His right wrist was wrapped in a thick white bandage, and his face was pale, but his eyes were bright with an intense, calculated desperation.
"Chloe! Thank God you're safe!" Julian cried out, lunging forward.
Ethan stepped laterally, his broad frame instantly forming an absolute barrier between Julian and Chloe. Julian flinched, instinctively taking a step back as his fractured wrist throbbed with residual agony.
"Get out of my house, Julian," Chloe shouted, her eyes flashing with pure fury. "You sold us out! You let those men hit me!"
"No! Chloe, listen to me, it's not what you think!" Julian squeezed his eyes shut, forcing a tear to roll down his cheek. He dropped to his knees right there on the hardwood floor, looking up at Valerie and Chloe with an expression of agonizing heartbreak. "I had no choice! It was all an act to save your life!"
Chloe froze. "An act?"
"Yes!" Julian cried, slamming his uninjured hand against his chest. "Hector Vance is a madman! He discovered that I was trying to pull strings with the Veridian Vanguard to save the Wright Group. He intercepted us tonight because he wants to crush any rising business in this district. He threatened to kill you on the spot if I didn't play along!"
Valerie gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. "Oh my god... the Vance family? The supreme corporate giants?"
"Yes, Auntie Valerie!" Julian spun the narrative with frantic speed. "I pretended to cooperate with Hector just to lower his guard. I even signed my own company's shares away to prove my compliance, just so he wouldn't hurt Chloe! Look at my wrist! When Hector's men drew a knife to cut Chloe’s throat, I threw myself in front of her! Hector broke my wrist himself!"
Chloe stared at him, her mind spinning. "But... but Ethan was the one who broke into the room. Ethan knocked out the guards."
Julian let out a bitter, hollow laugh, pointing a trembling finger at Ethan. "Ethan? Chloe, use your brain! Look at him! He’s a live-in loser who cooks soup all day! Do you really think a house-husband could defeat elite corporate mercenaries? It was a setup!"
"What do you mean?" Valerie demanded, her suspicion instantly shifting toward Ethan.
"I had already signaled my family's private security team to breach the room," Julian lied flawlessly, his voice rising with righteous indignation. "My men threw a flashbang and incapacitated the guards from the back entrance! Ethan just happened to wander in through the front door right as the fight ended! He took credit for my security team's sacrifice! He didn't save you, Chloe, I did! And he used my broken bones to look like a hero in front of you!"
The living room fell into a tense silence.
Chloe looked from Julian, who was weeping and holding his broken wrist, to Ethan, who stood perfectly still, his face completely expressionless.
An information gap as vast as an ocean opened up between them. Julian stood there spinning a blatant web of lies, shamelessly stealing credit for the very men Ethan had systematically dismantled with his own bare hands. But to Chloe and Valerie, Julian’s story aligned perfectly with their deeply ingrained biases. Ethan was weak; Julian was powerful.
"Julian..." Chloe’s voice softened, the anger in her eyes slowly giving way to profound confusion and guilt. "Is... is that really what happened?"
"Of course it is!" Valerie snapped, her face contorting into an ugly sneer as she turned on Ethan. "I knew it! How could a useless dog like you suddenly become a martial arts master? You shameless trash! You crawled into the hotel, saw Julian's men saving my daughter, and decided to play the hero to protect your spot in this house!"
Ethan looked at Valerie, then shifted his gaze to Chloe. He saw the doubt in Chloe’s eyes. He saw her pulling away from him, moving closer to Julian.
The disappointment in Ethan’s chest hardened into concrete. He didn't argue. He didn't explain. To him, correcting their delusions in this petty living room was entirely beneath him. If Julian wanted to climb higher on a mountain of stolen credit, Ethan was perfectly content to let the man reach the very top before the ground gave way.
"Believe what you want," Ethan said quietly. He turned around and walked toward the small, cramped guest room he slept in.
"Stand right there, you fake!" Valerie yelled after him. "Tomorrow morning is the official signing ceremony at the Veridian Vanguard headquarters! Julian has secured our entry. You will come with us, Ethan. You will carry Julian’s briefcase, and you will watch a real man save our family. Do you hear me?"
Ethan paused at the door of his room, a cold, invisible smirk playing on his lips.
*The Vanguard headquarters ceremony.*
"I'll be there," Ethan murmured, stepping inside and closing the door.
Outside, Julian smirked through his fake tears, realizing he had successfully twisted the truth. He patted the contract folder inside his jacket, a sinister grin replacing his tears. Tomorrow morning at the Vanguard headquarters, the Wright family's fate would be completely in his hands, and Ethan would be forced to carry his bags and watch.
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