Kourtney glanced at her ringing phone and sighed. She reached for it, taking a quick look at the caller ID. It was an unknown number, and immediately, she assumed it was one of her ex-fiancĂ©âs family members calling again. She shook her head and silenced the call, her expression twisting slightly to frustration.Liam raised an eyebrow, noticing her reaction. "Everything okay?"Kourtney shrugged, offering a half-hearted smile. "Just another call I'd rather not deal with."âOk then. But I'm being serious here. I'm not leaving without you. Let's go grab something quick before work hours resume,â Liam continued to insist.Kourtney stretched her arms lazily overhead. "I promise I'll take a break soon. Just let me finish this one last section of the draft, please.ââLiam is right, Kourt. Weâve seen how hard you've been working since yesterday, and we have no doubt the Silverstone Gala will be a massive success. But you need to take a break, okay? It's still one month away anyway,â Kourtneyâ
âYes. Itâs your husband. Or did you forget you were married?â Sebastian sneered.âI⊠Iââ Kourtney was rendered speechless, and panic welled up inside her.She struggled to find the right words to say. Instead, she felt a lump in her throat. It wasn't that she had forgotten her marriage, but the emotional stress and torture she'd been through these past few days were quite overwhelming. So much so that she hadnât had a chance to think about anything else, and thatâs why his words caught her off guard.âAnd why the hell were you cutting off my calls? I did say I was going to give you a call after we got married, didnât I?â Sebastianâs deep voice resounding through the phone line held a trace of anger and malice.Kourtney took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.âI... I didn't realize it was you. Okay?â she managed to respond.âAnd even if I did, itâs not bad to ignore you, as well,â she wanted to add but dared not to.How was she supposed to know he had been the caller all this tim
Sebastian's voice turned cold and ruthless. "If you refuse to come to me, I'll have no other choice but to purchase your workplace and then have you fired. Then you won't have to worry about your precious job anymore. How about that for a twist?âKourtney's eyes widened in shock, realizing the depth of his threat. The line went silent for an instant, the weight of his words hanging in the air.âYou⊠you won't do that?ââWatch me!â Sebastian sneered coldly before turning to his assistant, who stood by the side with a funny expression on his face.âJamie? How much does that âSkyline Eventsâ cost? I would gladly burn down the whole building afterward since I have no use for it.ââYou...â Kourtney was stunned into silence, grappling with the realization that he was willing to go to such extreme lengths to exert control over her. He was being such a heartless and unreasonable jerk yet again.âTick-tock. You have thirty minutes to get here! Thirty!!!â Sebastian snorted coldly before hanging
âBoss. Here's video footage of the Madame eating with her office mates around when you called.Sebastian squinted his eyes as he observed the footage closely. His wife was eating with two others, a female and a blonde âmale,â chatting and laughing happily.He sat up straighter on the hospital bed and watched intently. At the time of his call, only the male was with her on the table.He couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy and anger once again as he watched the two of them."Who's that guy?" Sebastian demanded, his voice cold and commanding as he pointed at the male figure in the video.The security guards glanced at each other before one replied, "We're not sure, Boss. Seems to be one of the Madameâs coworkers or a friend."Sebastian clenched his jaw. He didn't like the idea of his wife spending time with another man, especially in a relaxed and friendly manner, despite it being her workplace. Was she that close with all her male colleagues?"Keep an eye on him. I want to know m
With a resigned sigh, Kourtney picked up the hospital menu. "So what would you like to eat, Your Highness?"âI don't eat hospital food. My Assistant will bring in the meal my personal Chef made.âKourtney eyed him annoyingly. The man had a thing for always showing off, never missing an opportunity to flaunt his wealth and privileged lifestyle. His arrogant manners kind of made her want to punch him across his devilishly handsome face. "Must be nice,â she muttered under her breath."Well, when you're used to a certain standard, settling for less just isn't an option," Sebastian smirked, seemingly unfazed by her remark while Kourtney rolled her eyes.A few minutes later, Jamie rolled in a trolley containing dishes that would make even the most perceptive food critic's mouth water. Kourtney couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the spectacle. Each dish looked like it had been carefully crafted to nourish and delight the senses. The centerpiece was a rich, velvety soup in an ornate bowl
Kourtney felt her cheeks flush deeper as she realized the implications of their current position. She was seated on his lap with his arms encircling her waist, and the intensity of his gaze was undeniable. She immediately struggled to get off him, but the man just wouldn't budge. He held her tightly against him. âMr Woods, I beg you to let me go now.â âWhy the rush? We're a married couple, after all. What's wrong about sitting on me?â he rasped. Sebastian's tone was defensive, and he continued to hold her with an iron grip in a possessive manner. Even his usually composed expression was replaced by a flicker of something more primal. There was a burning heat evident in his eyes. Kourtney, on the other hand, was flustered and conflicted, her face a deep shade of crimson red. She wriggled in his embrace, desperately trying to free herself. âThis man! How much more petty can you get!â she thought. Meanwhile, Sebastian's body, against his better judgment, responded to the close proxi
"Nothing to be overly concerned about Mrs. Woods, just some series of physical breakdowns caused by extreme fatigue. Apparently, your husband is a workaholic," Ryan lied diplomatically.Kourtney's eyes narrowed in a mixture of relief and annoyance. "Fatigue? That's it?ââYes, he just needs some rest and a healthier work-life balance. It's not uncommon for high achievers to push themselves too hard. Bastian needs to learn when to take a break."Kourtney sneered. âOH⊠I see. It was nothing serious, and your friend here made me pamper and feed him like he was some dying old Grandpa! All this drama for fatigue?â Sebastian, unapologetic, shot back, "Well, isn't it nice to know you care so much?"Kourtney, not one to let Sebastian have the last word, retorted, "Oh, you'll be lucky if I even lift a finger again. You can feed yourself!âSebastian raised an eyebrow, a challenge in his eyes. "Is that so?âHe shot her a sour look while Ryan couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the bickering
Kourtney tightened her grip on the bag of fruits as she recognized the couple â Brandon, her ex-fiancĂ©, and her sister Kathlyn, the same people who had betrayed and cheated on her.They seemed so happy together, and a bitter taste filled her mouth as she recalled the pain they had caused her. Her stomach churned, and she felt a headache, witnessing the life that was stolen from her. The universe seemed to conspire against her today.Frozen in her steps, Kourtney debated whether to turn around and find an alternate route, but then, they were standing on the road leading back to Sebastian's room, blocking any escape.Brandon, with his keen eyes, spotted her first. âKourtney???â he called out.He had a somewhat surprised expression on his face as if he hadn't expected to run into her here.Kathlyn, on the other hand, wore a triumphant smirk, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief."Oh, look who's here! Our dear Kourtney."âOh, Hi,â Kourtney sneered with disgust evident on her face. B