The person Zoey referred to was Alfred Jeffery, the eldest son of the Jeffery family. He was charming, gentle, considerate, and quite romantic, typically the epitome of what women often call Prince Charming.
Oprah looked at Zoey coldly. "If Mr. Jeffery is so outstanding, why don't you marry him?"
"Because I believe he's more suited to you. He will surely bring you happiness." Zoey's words sounded sincere, as if she genuinely wished for Oprah's happiness.
Oprah was uninterested.
On the other hand, Roxanne was swayed and hastily said, "Oprah, why don't you meet Mr. Alfred when you have time, have a meal together, and become friends first?"
Oprah was about to refuse when she happened to catch a mocking expression on Burgess's face. He seemed to ridicule Roxanne for eagerly selling her daughter and seeking status.
Burgess leisurely said, "The Jeffery family has always had high standards. I don't think Oprah and Alfred make a good match."
Upon hearing this, Oprah knew that Burgess was mocking her humble background, implying that she was unworthy of a prestigious family like Jeffery's. In his eyes, she lacked refinement.
She couldn't tolerate Burgess's condescending attitude.
Therefore, without hesitation, Oprah sneered, "Well, I'd like to try it and see if Alfred and I are truly compatible!"
Burgess's expression darkened. "You'll regret it!"
"What do I have to regret?" Oprah stood up and shrugged indifferently. "At worst, Alfred will break up with me, and then you can mock me just as you wish."
Burgess narrowed his eyes, giving her a cold and displeased look as if she had provoked him.
Roxanne quickly exchanged glances with Oprah, silently signaling her, "Oprah, Burgess is your brother. No matter what, he's doing it for your good. Don't always try to provoke him. Apologize to your brother and be more respectful from now on."
Oprah felt a knot in her chest. Unsure of what to do, she turned her head and walked away.
But Burgess grabbed her arm.
Oprah couldn't shake him off. Old Mr. Harrison said, "Alright, alright, let's go eat first."
The family dinner was tasteless.
Oprah hastily took a few bites, wished Old Mr. Harrison a happy birthday, and quickly left his house.
She didn't want to stay there for another moment.
The following day, Zoey enthusiastically invited Oprah and Alfred to a charming café and introduced them to each other.
After Zoey left, Alfred smiled and said to Oprah, "I never imagined that I would be sitting here, having a blind date with a beautiful girl like you."
His smile eased Oprah's embarrassment.
Oprah glanced at Alfred and found him as elegant and charming as Zoey had described.
So she playfully asked, "Alfred, you shouldn't have trouble finding a girlfriend, right? Why did you agree to this blind date with me?"
"I could turn the same question back at you."
They smiled at each other and decided not to dwell on that topic. Instead, they discussed other things that interested them.
At noon, Oprah had lunch with him. In the afternoon, they went to see a movie. In the evening, Alfred accompanied her back to her apartment, and they exchanged contact details on W******p.
From then on, Alfred regularly invited Oprah to have meals together, watch movies, visit art exhibitions, and take strolls in the park... And each time they met, Alfred would bring her a thoughtful gift.
Oprah didn't refuse these gestures.
She found solace in being cared for and appreciated. It made her feel wanted rather than being treated as an object to please others.
Half a month later, on Valentine's Day, Oprah and Alfred officially announced they were boyfriend and girlfriend.
In the evening on the same day, Alfred called Oprah and said he had a prior engagement and couldn't have dinner with her. Therefore, Oprah went straight back to her apartment after work.
Before sleeping, Oprah received another unfamiliar text message, "Do you desire men that much?"
Reading the nonsensical text message, Oprah had a hunch that it came from him. He must have realized she had blocked his previous number, so he switched to another one to harass her.Oprah decided not to reply, hoping he would think he had sent it to the wrong person.But then another message arrived, "If you keep avoiding me, don't blame me for doing something irreparable to you."Oprah furrowed her brow, contemplating momentarily, and finally replied, "What do you want?""To break up with Alfred.""That's impossible.""Nothing is impossible. Once you break up with him, I can fulfill all your desires in bed and elsewhere."Oprah burst into anger and laughter, tossing her phone aside. She no longer wanted to entertain this deranged man.However, the realization that he knew so much about her life unsettled Oprah. She couldn't help but feel a mix of horror and frustration. In her exasperation, she responded, "What have I done to offend you? Why are you tormenting me like this? Do you w
As night fell, the city's neon lights began to illuminate, casting their dazzling colors. which signaled the start of a night filled with revelry.Oprah had been waiting outside the G&A Club for almost half an hour.The G&A Club was a renowned entertainment venue favored by wealthy and influential playboys. Some elite individuals also chose this place to unwind from their work pressures.Oprah couldn't help but admit she was a little afraid, fearing that Alfred was as promiscuous as he had described. She stressed that all the warmth and care she had received during this time were fake, just like those from her ex-boyfriend.As eight o'clock approached, she finally mustered the courage to step inside. She gently pushed open the door to the private room, following the number he had provided.Inside the private room, there were numerous people. It was noisy and dimly lit, so nobody paid attention to Oprah.However, Oprah immediately spotted Alfred sitting in the center of the sofa.Alfre
A gust of night wind blew, and Oprah wiped away the cold tears from her face. She walked alone on the street, aimlessly going from one place to another. Suddenly, she was unsure of where she should go.Should she return to her apartment? It would be empty, and she would be alone.Should she go back to Harrison's house? But that wasn't her home, and she wouldn't feel the love and care of her family there.Roxanne would only make her please Burgess and Old Mr. Harrison, creating an illusion of marital bliss and happy children, making everyone believe that her second marriage was highly fulfilling.Oprah stood beneath a street lamp, staring blankly at the signboard across the street, contemplating that Alfred was genuinely skilled at acting.Perhaps he saw through her loneliness with just one glance, knowing that she yearned to be cared for and loved by others. That was why he showered her with affection and tenderness every day.And so, Oprah had fallen into his trap of false affection.
Night fell.Oprah stood outside Room 088 of the Hilton Hotel, holding the room card given to her by the front desk. After taking a deep breath, she swiped open the door.Just as she walked in and was about to turn on the lights, a strong force suddenly attacked her from behind, pressing her tightly against the wall. Then, something smooth and soft covered her eyes.Startled, Oprah instinctively struggled, "Let go of me! What are you doing? Who are you? Are you the man...?""Yes," a deliberately low voice whispered into her ear, deep and hoarse, as if he was trying to restrain something. Hot and heavy breaths sprayed onto Oprah's neck, one after another. He was like a ferocious beast.Oprah couldn't help but shiver with goosebumps, yet she felt somewhat relieved. Deep down, she believed him behind her wouldn't harm her, even though she knew nothing about him."Release me first! You're hurting me," Oprah complained unhappily. "And why are you covering my eyes? Are you ugly or something?
Without a doubt, he had indeed vanished.Anger surged within Oprah as she let out a bitter laugh. Taking out her phone, she dialed his number, but there was no response. Instead, she received a message from him, "I've already paid for the hotel room. You can rest until tomorrow before leaving."Oprah sneered and replied, "What a coward!"He remained silent.Unsatisfied, Oprah sent another message, "I will always look down on you!"He dared to sleep with her but lacked the courage to face her, making him a coward.Anticipating no response from him, she blocked his number.Perhaps instructed by him, the hotel's customer service sent a set of clothes in Oprah's size and a pizza she loved.Anger welled inside Oprah as she discarded the pizza, changed into new clothes, and departed from the hotel, enduring the discomfort.Walking proved quite uncomfortable due to the rough treatment she had endured the previous night. Oprah's posture seemed a bit awkward as she slowly approached the elevat
"Are you the man?" Oprah raised her head in disbelief, staring intently at Burgess.In the dimly lit elevator, she could not clearly see Burgess's expression, but she could feel his arm around her waist suddenly tighten. Also, a complex gaze seemed to have fallen upon her face.After a few seconds, Burgess whispered, "It's me."Oprah felt her blood go cold as if someone had poured a bucket of icy water over her head, leaving her feeling embarrassed.She couldn't believe that the person who had been secretly harassing and sleeping with her was Burgess!It was utterly ridiculous!Her anger flared up uncontrollably, "You played me! You made a fool out of me! Humiliating me on one hand while pretending to help me on the other. You are even more hypocritical and disgusting than Alfred!"Burgess narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Oprah, calm down...""What should I calm down for? I bet you find me hilarious, don't you? No wonder you showed up here to laugh at me! Don't you dare te
As Oprah returned to the apartment, she noticed it was already past seven in the evening.Feeling tired and hungry, she wasn't up for cooking. Instead, she ate a few cookies absentmindedly and soon fell asleep on the bed.That night, her dreams were a tangled mess.One moment she witnessed the past argument between her father and Roxanne, and the next moment she was chasing after her father, desperately pleading with him not to abandon her and her mother. Finally, Burgess appeared before her, wearing a condescending expression, and coldly uttered, "Oprah, I've been fooling you all this time!"Startled awake, Oprah gasped for breath and felt annoyed. She muttered, "That despicable Burgess is still haunting me!"After a while, she heard her phone ringing on the bedside table. Despite having slept for more than ten hours, Oprah still had a pounding headache and felt groggy. She lazily picked up her phone, only to find that the caller had already hung up.There were five missed calls, two
In the evening, Oprah didn't return to the Harrison house as expected.Roxanne called her five times in a row, but Oprah didn't answer any calls. Instead, she found an elegant bar and sat at the counter, leisurely sipping her drink."So, you're here." Alfred sat down next to Oprah with a smile on his face.Oprah glanced at him indifferently.Her eyes were beautiful, with a touch of tenderness.Alfred was captivated by her gaze. "I called you and sent you messages on WhatsApp, but you ignored me. It made me so sad."Mockingly, Oprah replied, "I can't understand why Alfred, who seems to be surrounded by countless admirers, would be sad."Alfred smiled gently. "I'm willing to give up all the admirers for you, Miss Oprah. Can you give me another chance?""No," Oprah coldly rejected him, turning her head away. "How did you know I was here?""This bar belongs to my friend, who was in the box that day."As soon as he mentioned that night, Oprah became irritated again, as if she could see Bur