Lucy’s POVAs soon as I stepped foot in the airport, an employee saw me and came up to say, "Hi, Miss Lucy Hansley, Arman Romano's wife, I assume?"I wasn't sure what to say at first, but I nodded and stated, "Y–Yes?" She forced a sweet smile on her face and said, "Mr. Romano has banned you from traveling right now." "What the heck?" I raised an eyebrow in surprise. How could that jerk stop me from going on a break? I thought he was set on letting me go, but now he's changed his mind. I clenched my hand and left without saying anything. Someone walked up to me as I dragged my luggage back to the cab stand. He was dressed in a blue royal suit and smiled at me. He extended his hand and said, "Hi, Mrs. Romano, I'm Anthony Hernandez, and I am your divorce lawyer."Damn! I was fed up with it all. This Arman Romano guy is making me crazy. I took a deep breath, shook the attorney's hand, and asked, "What are you doing here in the airport? Tell me, did he just tell you to follow me?" He

Lucy’s POV"Did you hear that right?! Or are you hearing impaired?" The moment she heard my humor, she looked completely crazy. Just as she was going to strike me, Arman intervened and prevented her hand from reaching my face. She looked at Arman in shock and said, “And who do you think you are?!” Arman gave my granny a piercing glare, but I yanked his hand away and said, "Arman—Stop it." "I always think I'm an angel, but it turns out I'm a demon who collects old souls like yours," he said as he plastered a sweet smile.When the tall, intimidating man in front of them said that, everyone's expressions changed to one of utter amazement. The hotel manager fearfully cleared his throat and said calmly, "Madam, the case is already over. Miss Hansley is leaving this hotel soon."Grandma’s lips quivered a bit and raised an eyebrow, “Well, that’s good news.” I could tell by the look on Jane's face that she was shocked and scared by what Arman had just said to them, so she grabbed Grandm

Lucy’s POVAs I stared at him, holding my breath, I tried to clear my vision, but I still couldn't place this man. Slowly, he moved toward me, and I moved back while I thought about what to do. A voice in my head tells me to run, but I can't move. I was shocked and couldn't move while looking at the man who was getting closer and closer.Until I saw him slowly take something out of his leather jacket. At that moment, I decided to run away from him and clutched my purse. I turned away from him and scanned my surroundings, hoping to find an exit.I turned the corner and saw the word "exit." I sped to the exit while panicking and quickly breathing. I stumbled a little, but when I looked back, he still followed me, which widened my eyes. I took off my green stilettos and ran as fast as I could.I kept running and running, eventually running into someone on the street. My heart dropped as I realized this man could also put me in danger. I moved away from him slowly and looked up to see h

Lucy’s POV"What? Is today not a good day for you to eat with me?" He looked at the menu with a happy smile and crossed his legs. Then he asked me, "Do you want to eat something?" Silently, I look at him, my expression betraying my confusion. It's good that I saw him again after two months, but that doesn't change the fact that I still hate him for everything. Everything about him makes me mad every time I look at him. "I am not in the mood to eat anything," I said, clenching my jaw. "I think I should leave because I have a meeting in ten minutes—" He grabbed my wrist and said, "Please just give me this day. I just got back from Portugal, and this is how you greet your ex-husband?" "What do you want from me, Arman?" He said, “I just want to see you.” I scoffed and answered him sarcastically, “So you want to see me miserable? Well, the news is I’m getting better now so thanks to you.” "I don't think I should have lunch with you today," I said as I picked up my pink bag. Then gav

Lucy’s POV"Arman, people are staring," I remarked, positioning myself in the center. He peered at me with an expression that conveyed his intense desire to discipline my Uncle Robert.Arman stepped back, and my Uncle Robert glared at us and yelled, "This is Foolishness! I'm going to file a lawsuit! You can't just interfere and hurt me, you id*ot!" "Do you think I'm scared of you?" Arman asked my uncle with a sneer and a straight face. Uncle Robert suddenly got cold sweats as he looked at Arman."I'm not scared of you, Arman Romano!" "I know you're not." Arman smiled playfully. Uncle Robert stood up while rubbing his knees, and it looked like Arman really kicked him so hard that his knees were trembling in pain.I pulled out Arman's arm and said, "Let's go." Everyone was staring at us; some even spoke to each other in disdain as they stared at me with disgusted faces."Can you drive my car?" I threw him my car key, and he had no choice but to drive the car out of the crowd. I to