This was also Shane's purpose in bringing the two of them together. Among the three of them, no one understood women better than Henry. As for Zac... he was just there to make up the numbers. At his age, never having been in a relationship, he surely could not help with anything. Shane pondered for a moment, then explained the recent abnormal behavior of Haley. He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled, the thin smoke clouding his cold, stern face. Henry pondered for a moment, then exaggeratedly said, "Bro, you're hopeless. It's been a long time since you got married, and you've only kissed once?" Shane was speechless. Was that the main issue here? Under Shane's deadly gaze, Henry quickly backtracked, "Bro, my bad. Could you elaborate more? Did your wife really suddenly change out of the blue? Was there no warning signs at all?" Shane fell into contemplation, then shook his head, "None." Just yesterday they had dinner together, and suddenly everything changed at n
At ten o'clock in the evening, Shane still had not returned. Haley lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Frustrated, she got up and dialed Shane's number. This was the tenth time she had called him tonight, yet he had not answered once. Listening to the busy tone on her phone, Haley could not help but start to worry. Could Mr. Ford still be upset about what happened during the day? She had not meant to upset him. At that time, her emotions were complicated, and she did not know how to face him. So when he approached, she instinctively dodged. In fact, in the split second when she met Shane's surprised gaze, she regretted it a bit. Regardless of whether Shane had a so-called unrequited love, at least she was his legal wife now. She should clarify things. If Shane really had feelings for someone else, then at least he should be honest with her. But if not...If not, what should she do? Haley did not dare to think about it, nor did she dare to hope. She closed her e
Upon hearing Shane's response, Haley felt like crying but could not shed a tear. Still, she attempted to reason with him, "Mr. Ford, I can hardly breathe. Could you loosen your grip a bit?" Shane slowly loosened his arms slightly but continued to hold her tightly, showing no intention of letting go. Haley sighed inwardly. If it weren't for the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him, she would have suspected that Shane was feigning drunkenness. Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Could we at least sit on the couch? My legs are getting tired." Finally, Shane reluctantly lifted his face from Haley's shoulder. His gaze shifted downwards and he noticed Haley standing barefoot on the cold floor, causing his expression to soften. His eyes lingered on her fair and delicate feet for a while before he cleared his throat and bent down to scoop her up into his arms. As her body suddenly lifted off the ground, Haley could not help but gasp nervously, clutching onto Shane's neck tigh
Upon encountering Shane's deep and intense gaze, Haley's heart couldn't help but flutter. Shane was so close, his strikingly handsome face nearly touching hers.It felt like if he moved his lips slightly, he could kiss her. She panicked and averted her gaze, the fear in her bones suppressing the hint of emotion, making her subconsciously want to escape. But she forgot, Shane's hand was still tightly gripping hers. Shane was originally bent over, and when she retreated, his body followed suit, leaning forward. In an instant, Shane's body fell onto the sofa, pressing Haley beneath him. Time seemed to stand still... Everything around them fell into silence. The only sound in her ears was the erratic pounding of her heartbeat, louder than ever. Shane gazed at Haley affectionately, his well-defined fingers unconsciously caressing her fair and delicate cheek. In his deep and ancient eyes, there was years of suppressed, unspoken deep love. Haley stared blankly into Shane's profou
Shane was taken aback by her question. He curved his lips into a smile and gently rubbed Haley's hair, his eyes tender and indulgent. "Why would you think that, Haley? I'm good to you simply because you're you.""Just because... I'm me?" Haley murmured softly.Shane nodded, his gaze deep, then leaned down to kiss Haley's lips. "You were always meant to be mine, from the very beginning," he whispered.The statement left Haley puzzled, but before she could ask, Shane lowered his head to kiss her again. Her lips were soft and tender, shimmering in the lamplight with a dewy glow. The sweet scent that was uniquely hers seemed almost addictive.Shane felt like he could not get enough of kissing her. Haley felt weak all over, lying on the sofa, too scared to make a single move. Her fair cheeks now tinged with a delicate blush, radiating a mesmerizing allure that was irresistible.Shane buried his face in the crook of her neck, gently nuzzling her cheek with his. Gradually, the room fell
After changing clothes, Shane tucked in the corner of the blanket for Haley. He skipped breakfast and directly instructed the driver to go to the hospital. The driver nodded in acknowledgment, started the engine, and drove towards the hospital. Upon arriving at the hospital, Shane went straight to Stella's ward. Stella was sitting on the hospital bed having breakfast. When she saw Shane, her eyes instantly lit up. She could not wait to pull back the covers and get out of bed. "Shane, you finally came to see me! I've been getting moldy here. Can you help me get discharged?" Her tone was so affectionate, as if they were very close. Shane furrowed his brows, avoiding Stella's outstretched hand, and cut to the chase. "Did you say anything to Haley yesterday?" Stella's smile stiffened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. She blinked her beautiful and innocent eyes, smiling and shaking her head. "No, Shane, did you misunderstand something? Did Haley tell you something?" "
He sneered and asked, "Treated you specially? Miss Campbell, firstly, I've rejected you long ago. Secondly, I've never accepted any gifts from you. Lastly, suicide only affects those who care about your life and death. As for me, it's pointless."Every word he uttered felt like a sharp dagger, slashing mercilessly at Stella's heart. Unable to hold back, tears streamed down her face.She took a step forward, wanting to grab Shane's arm. But before she could approach, Shane quickly retreated two steps, his gaze turning even colder. "Sorry, I'm married. I need to maintain distance from anyone other than my wife. If you have something to say, say it from there."Stella gritted her teeth and looked at Shane. "Do you really think Haley married you because she loves you? She's just using you to get back at James!"Shane narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "So what if she's using me? At least I still have some value to her."Stella stared at him i
When Haley woke up, she found herself lying on the soft bed in the bedroom. As she gazed at the familiar ceiling, memories of last night flooded her mind like a tidal wave. Remembering Shane's passionate gaze, his warm breath, and that lingering kiss, a blush slowly crept up her cheeks. Haley wrapped herself in the blanket and rolled around in bed, continuously fanning herself with her hand. But no matter what, that restless heat just would not dissipate. She quickly got up from bed, freshened up briefly, and then headed downstairs. It was still early, but Shane was nowhere to be seen downstairs, probably already gone to work. When the butler saw Haley coming downstairs, he immediately smiled and walked up to her. "Madam, breakfast is ready, I'll have it brought out right away." Haley shook her head. "No need, Bob, I'm not hungry. I'll go to school first." The butler suddenly became serious. "You can't skip breakfast. You might get stomach problems. Don't follow Mr. Ford's ex