Her head was pounding again. Why couldn't she feel her limbs? Eve forced her eyes open and a blinding light flooded her vision. She let out a groan and turned her back to the window. The mattress beneath her was too hard, and her body ached. "You, Ethan, how many times must I tell you to stop opening the window?"Her hands wandered to her side– she couldn't move her hands. Why did she feel as if they were bound with a rope?"Huh?" Eve frowned and slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that appeared in her vision was a not-so-familiar ceiling with a chandelier, followed by the face of a man."Ahhhhh!" The room shook with her screams and she struggled to sit up. Both her legs and hands were tied."You have a peculiar way to say good morning, Eve," Wade said, grinning. "That is among the best things I like about you."Eve wracked her brain and the memory flooded back to her senses. She was at the driving lesson, then she went to the washroom... And then...Damnit! This scene looked fam

Before she could register anything or even be surprised at how he knew of her pregnancy goal, his hard frame towered over her, then the door slammed open and someone barged inside. "Bad news! Bad news! Young Master!" The middle-aged-looking man trembled. His eyes were wide with fear. "What is it, Butler? Can't you see I'm busy?" Wade put on an irritated look and stood up. "Young Master, it is the police! They have surrounded this house!" "What!?" Wade exclaimed. Eve jolted out of her shock and her eyes darted between the two. On hearing the word police, she didn't think twice before jumping off the bed and pushing Wade aside. She sprinted past the middle-aged man then rushed down the stairs and headed straight for the door, her heart thumping and drumming at once. Police sirens reached her ears as she approached the gates. The security man look flustered. They banged on the gates from the outside and Eve pushed him away then fiddled with the chains used to lock the gate an

"Madam. Madam." Eve could feel someone tapping her cheek. Something cold dribbled down her face and she fought to open her eyes. "Thank goodness, Madam." Elena's face appeared in her vision. Eve struggled to sit up and pressed a hand to her pounding forehead. "W–What happened, Elena?""You fainted on the stairs." Elena helped her up. "Madam, please tell me you're not alright so we can go to the hospital."Eve's eyes wandered around the living room as she tried to take in her surroundings. "I fainted?" She asked and Elena nodded. The large doors opened and a maid walked inside. "Madam, you've woken up. Thank heavens." The maid smiled and hurried forward. "Here's some glucose. It can help replenish your energy."Eve took the glucose jar from her and took some of it. How the hell did she faint?"Madam–""Don't worry, Elena. I'm fine." Eve kept the glucose aside and looked up. "But you just fainted, Madam." "Seriously, it's nothing to worry about." Eve let out a dry laugh, doing her

Eve held her stomach and stepped out of the house, sighing heavily. The nausea kept increasing. She threw up more than twenty times yesterday, and the Stewardess's worry increased with each passing moment. Not a moment went by without Elena urging her to go to the hospital. "Where are you off to, Madam?" Elena met her in the doorway. "You're sick, Madam. You're not thinking of going to work, right?"Eve squinted her eyes at the sun before looking at the woman. "Erhm, it's almost afternoon. I wouldn't go to work at this time of the day.""Are you sure, Madam?" Elena narrowed her eyes. "Yeah. I'll go to the hospital and come back," Eve replied and held the straps of her bag tight. "Finally." Elena's expression eased with relief. "Please do go to the hospital. And make sure you tell the doctor every symptom you've been experiencing recently. Would you like me to go with you?""No, please don't." Eve waved her hand. "I'll be fine, Elena. I've already made the appointment last night. T

"Aren't you thinking too highly of yourself?" Eve folded her hands and raised a brow. "You did a nice job in using plastic to conceal the scar on your nose. If you like it that much, I'd be glad to break it into two.""Mrs. Anderson." Jessie covered her nose and glared at her. "If I were you, I wouldn't think of repeating the same mistake twice.""What mistake?" Eve chuckled and cracked her knuckles. "I don't see it as a mistake, Jessica. I was in my right mind and I can repeat it now.""You should be thankful that you're the president's wife." Jessie scoffed, admiring her fingernails. "I swear if you dare cross me again, I won't be very nice."Eve shook her head at the girl, smiling. "You know what, Jessica? Just take your eyes off my husband and we won't be enemies anymore.""You can keep dreaming about that." Jessie rolled her eyes and the elevator came to a stop at the finance department. "By the way." She glanced over her shoulder after stepping out of the elevator. "The preside