Once upon a time, she had a happy family and lived a comfortable life. But because she fell for the wrong guy, everything was ruined.The man she'd fallen for gets together with her best friend.She shows up for their wedding, looking awkward. All she wants is an explanation and some closure, but she's subjected to humiliation. Then, everything changes when another man appears and saves her from that hellhole.How will a marriage that's related to a family's survival turn out?In this marriage, they clash and butt heads while getting to know each other. Will the hint of love that sprouts over time wilt and die after all the hardships they go through, or will it grow into a proper plant? And where will she go from here?
View MoreAs Summer strolled past Keith and reached for her keys to unlock the car door, he suddenly slammed the door shut. "Hold on, Summer. I haven't finished speaking." Keith's tone dripped with condescension, as if he held some authority over her. Summer despised such attitudes the most; she couldn't stand people who acted like they were superior. Refusing to be intimidated, Summer shot him a disdainful look. "Do you have something else to say? Whatever it is, I'm not interested. If you don't have any business here, step aside. Otherwise, I'll be forced to seek assistance." "Feel free to call whoever you want. I'm curious to see who you'll reach out to," Keith replied, his eyes gleaming mischievously, a smirk dancing on his lips. It was evident he wasn't afraid of Summer seeking help. Intent on standing her ground, Summer resolved to go through with it. She would summon the security guards from the Quigley residence, and Keith would quickly regret his arrogance. "Hel—" Summer
"Alright, let's stop talking about it. Your father's waiting for dinner, so we need to head home. And we've got guests to greet later," Layla said, gently pulling Suzanne away. Despite Suzanne's initial reluctance, she eventually relented to Layla's insistence. However, the image of the handsome man remained imprinted in her mind like a photograph frozen in time. …By 11:00 pm, Summer had completed her grueling training session at the Quigley residence and was prepared to head home. As she walked to the gate, she muttered to herself in frustration, "This is absurd! They actually expect me to learn how to paint. I've never had any artistic talents since I was a kid, so how am I supposed to excel at it now?" Summer couldn't fathom why she was being compelled to learn to paint. Before this, she had been taught embroidery at the Quigley residence. Now, the sudden expectation to master painting seemed meaningless. Excelling in painting demanded years of dedicated practice, an
At noon the following day, Rosseera City Airport bustled with activity. Renowned as the most advanced transportation hub, it attracted frequent visits from both businesspeople and A-list celebrities. Stepping off a Mystoria Airlines plane, a woman pulled her suitcase behind her. She was dressed in a stylish white and blue dress and sported waist-length hair and sunglasses. Her figure was alluring, and her demeanor exuded elegance. One could tell at first glance that she was a beauty. She was Suzanne Camberwell, heiress to a wealthy family in Rosseera City. Now that she had completed her studies abroad, she was thrilled to be back in her hometown. "It's amazing how lively Rosseera City still is," she thought to herself. As Suzanne strolled along the expansive concourse of the airport, she carefully observed her surroundings. While she had been abroad, she had rarely encountered people of her own ethnicity. Now that she was back in her homeland, her curiosity was aroused.
James was being overly attentive. Although Summer appreciated his concern, she didn't need it at the moment. After all, if he persisted in showing such care, her lies would be exposed. Summer absolutely couldn't allow James to discover that she had visited the Quigley residence without informing him; it would likely lead to another dispute with Caroline. "James, I prefer to manage my work on my own. Remember when I mentioned that I wanted to establish my own career? If you help me, it won't be my career anymore; it'll become yours," Summer calmly explained. James fell silent briefly. He had a clear understanding of Summer's character and recognized her as someone who was ambitious, independent, and reluctant to seek help. After some contemplation, he relented. "Alright, I won't offer help, but you must inform me if you need anything." "Okay, I'll remember that," Summer replied. With that, she successfully declined his offer. Subsequently, she said she would be busy for th
Sean was a professional chef. Despite his underestimation of Summer's capabilities, she was actually quite skilled. However, Caroline's reaction to the report was indifferent and distant. She simply waved her hand and dismissed Summer. Summer had anticipated this outcome. She knew that Caroline wouldn't praise her even if she excelled. Gaining Caroline's approval appeared to be a challenging task. Nonetheless, the evening had passed without incident. Fortunately, Summer had managed to remain obedient during the cooking lessons. Despite facing difficulties and enduring Sean's criticisms, she had persevered. Consequently, Sean hadn't reported anything negative about her to Caroline. Upon her return to the Beaut Moon residential area, Summer felt utterly exhausted. She collapsed onto the couch with sore muscles all over. Upon hearing sounds in the living room, James stepped out to see what it was. "Summie, what's wrong?" he inquired. When he saw Summer looking dispirited, he
Sean, a tall middle-aged man with a black beard, wore a high-brimmed hat and a white chef's uniform. At first glance, he appeared to be a professional chef. However, his demeanor was far from friendly; in fact, he exuded an air of hostility. "Mrs. Quigley, please cut the cabbage," Sean instructed, pointing to the large cabbage on the countertop. Cutting cabbage posed no challenge for Summer; she often helped with cooking at home. Even on days when she had work, she made it a habit to prepare her own meals. With confidence, she picked up a knife and began cutting the cabbage. Summer's cutting technique produced uniformly shaped strips of cabbage, demonstrating her adept knife skills. It was evident she was no novice. However, despite her proficiency, Sean still managed to find fault in her. "Mrs. Quigley, the position of your finger while cutting isn't quite correct," he said. "Huh? It's not correct?" Summer was surprised. It was the first time she had heard that there
Wearing a stern expression, William was the first to leave the meeting room. It was unlikely that he would ever attend another shareholders' meeting at Quigley Group. As evening approached, the sky over Rosseera City was painted with the colors of sunset, and the streets were crowded with cars. Traffic lights blinked intermittently while traffic police officers worked diligently to maintain order on the street. Sitting in her car, Summer looked visibly anxious. Having finished work, she needed to rush to the Quigley residence, but she found herself stuck in traffic halfway there. It seemed like there was no way she would be able to reach on time.The mere thought of Caroline waiting for her at the Quigley residence filled Summer with dread. If Caroline found out Summer was late, she would surely unleash her wrath and hurl hurtful words at the latter. Summer gripped the steering wheel tightly, silently praying for a smooth journey and hoping to avoid Caroline's anger. Unf
James wasn't all talk; he had the fierceness of a tiger. Hence, he wasn't one to back down like a lamb. Rising from his seat, he slammed the table and addressed the group. "Everyone, it appears all of you have strong opinions about this. So, what is it that you desire?" James' demeanor exuded defiance, as if he were daring them to oppose him. Numerous individuals opted for silence, with some even lowering their heads to avoid meeting James' gaze. Yet, a few courageous individuals were prepared to oppose James. William slammed his hand down on the table and demanded, "James, what's with this attitude? Just because Norman passed on the position of president to you doesn't give you the freedom to act recklessly." James smirked mockingly as he locked eyes with William. "What's the matter, Mr. Levy? Do you believe you can defy me just because you're affiliated with the Quigley family? Your age doesn't give you the right to act superior here." "You… You... What do you mean?"
In the president's office at Ritter Corporation, Keith sat on the chair, his expression grim and his blue eyes shimmering like crystals in the sunlight.Keith's cold words echoed in the office as he said, "James, my intention was to humiliate your family, but I didn't expect you to actually marry Summer. Do you believe this is the end of it?" Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, illuminating his sharp features. His smile appeared eerie in the shadows. …At Quigley Group, James found himself occupied. During the shareholders' meeting, he faced criticism from various shareholders due to the wedding that had taken place the day before. Now, a middle-aged man with blue-framed glasses spoke up, saying, "Mr. Quigley, we normally wouldn't interfere with your private affairs, but your personal matters have affected the internal operations of the company. "Since your wedding, the company has experienced some instability, and the stock price has started to decline." The dec
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