Daphne's PoVI was discharged after the knife wound from the robbery was just a scratch. Asher looked awkwardly at the doctor, who promised to keep what he saw a secret. But we were both embarrassed already.Asher went back to work. He forbade me from going out and traveling without a bodyguard. I objected. But this time, Asher didn't want to be contradicted. He said that his decision was inviolable. I gave in on the condition that all the bodyguards had to look sketchy while guarding me. Asher agreed and told them all to carry weapons. Again, I felt uncomfortable being rich and thought how easy it would be to be ordinary. Of course, my wish was severely criticized by Sherley, who called me an ungrateful person."If I were you, I'd have my bodyguards walk behind me and follow me wherever I go," he said with annoyance every time he had to listen to my outbursts that he always considered unreasonable."I'm not kidding, Sherley. This was all very annoying. I feel like there's CCTV everyw
Daphne's POVDad apologized to Asher because he couldn't control his temper and beat Asher up. I didn't see that Asher's temples were swollen from the punches my father had thrown. I thought Asher looked down because he was afraid of my father's anger. It turned out that he did it because he didn't want any misunderstanding between me and my father.Of course, my emotions exploded many times over. Who can stand to see their partner battered? I immediately accused my father of being the culprit, and he immediately apologized to Asher."I'm sorry. I'm sorry," Dad said to Asher."No problem," Asher replied.It was easy for Asher to forgive my father for making his face battered. Maybe Asher could accept it, but not me. I can't forgive you if you did this because you think you have power over Asher, and you can do whatever you want. But he denied all my accusations and said he did this purely because he was worried about my situation."You should have thought about the consequences of you
Asher's PoVI'm at the office of the city's top lawyer. Daphne and I were taking care of the prenuptial agreement. All property before marriage belongs to each of them, and property after marriage will be jointly owned."Are you sure about your decision? The assets after marriage that are joint will cause you to lose the assets that you have acquired, let alone any losses. I suggest that the assets be separated." The lawyer gave me and Daphne some advice. Daphne and I had some time to negotiate. We finally agreed that the assets would be separated. Daphne said that she and I just needed the loyalty to support each other. In the future, if I suffered a loss or my company collapsed, Daphne's company would not be affected.We updated our wishes about the prenuptial agreement and discussed it as thoroughly as possible. Daphne and I continued to negotiate until we got what we wanted very carefully.After discussing the pre-nuptial agreement, Daphne and I went for a dress fitting. Daphne wa
"Just kill them. I don't want to see them again."I've had 2-3 drinks, and I'm starting to feel strange about my body and my feelings. The influence of alcohol made me emotional, so at that moment, I was crying again.I stared sarcastically. Right now, my throat felt like a small fire was burning, and I was getting thirsty.I only saw a glass of clear water with an olive in it. I took it instead of gulping it down slowly. I drank it like plain water."Damn those two!" I cursed Martin and Bianca, my hands clenched tightly, my eyes heated up, and tears again flowed warmly down my cheeks for the umpteenth time.My tears just spilled out without even trying. My heart ached so much that something seemed to squeeze it tightly.I prepared everything with great enthusiasm throughout the day. As I worked, I was so excited to imagine what Martin's reaction would be like. I finished all my tasks early. I continued to work without leaving my desk even when lunchtime came to avoid the usual overti
"Ah, it hurts so much...." I woke up holding my throbbing, spinning head.Where was I?I turned and looked at the place, realizing I was in my room. Of course, I was in my room right now, looking at the decorations, and everything that I recognized from the room was mine.With difficulty, I tried to sit up, but the pain in my head was increasing, and then I felt something drooping warmly against my stomach. I looked up and found a man's hand. I turned my head to the side and looked at a man sleeping beside me. My heartbeat seemed to stop beating when I felt my back was cold. The man was Asher, sleeping next to me, making my eyes almost jump out. What is he doing here? Could it be... I closed my mouth and was about to scream, then spontaneously pulled back the blanket and looked at my clothes. "What happened?" My eyes opened wide, staring at my clothes that were different from the ones I was wearing before, and I clearly remembered that I was wearing a satin slip dress dressed up t
"You can cook well, Asher." I glanced at him while eating the cream soup he made.Asher looked at me. "It's good that what I cook can put you in a better mood," Asher said, sitting in front of me. He watched my face, and then his hand rubbed the bottom of my lips.When I saw his hand, I knew he was sweeping the soup with his finger. For a moment, I felt embarrassed, and then a few seconds later, my heart raced. I looked at him silently. He had just put his finger into his mouth, tasting the creamy marks that stuck under my lips casually.I snorted softly. Yes, my mood had improved so that I could remember things very clearly. Of course, I'm talking about the memory of I got drunk when I came to Martin's apartment."Yes, so good that I can remember their betrayal of me," I replied to his words casually.While I was maintaining my loyalty, two important people who I thought would never betray me were doing disgusting things behind my back.I began to wonder why I had to be so conservati
"I don't feel like coming to work today." I let out a small whimper in front of the wardrobe and took out the work clothes I would wear today.I was still in a bad mood from the heartbreak, so I wasn't sure I could focus on my work without being distracted. But I didn't want to be judged as unprofessional because, after all, the work in the office was my responsibility. I had to go to work anyway.After I moved around lazily, I finished putting on my clothes. I brushed my hair and curled the bottom part, then put on the makeup I usually don't wear because Martin said he prefers my plain face. He doesn't like to see me dressed up like most women.I got up from the chair in front of my dressing table and opened my shoe cabinet. I looked at a pair of shiny colored shoes. I liked those shoes. But because Martin didn't like styles that attracted too much attention from people, I could only keep them in the closet even though I had bought them. My heart ached every time I opened the shoe c
Today was very tiring!I breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped out of the company I worked for. It was like holding the flag of freedom that had been imprisoned. Where to go now? I have nowhere to go.A glimpse of memories emerged. Usually, at times like this, I would be so excited to go home and see Martin. But now that damn man is... I didn't want to think about him anymore. I finally chose something fun that a single person usually does. Having fun. Looks like I should start by shopping for something.I walked through the shopping district to a mall usually visited by upper-class people. With my current clothes, of course, I won't get kicked out. The blazer I wear is as expensive as the car parked in my garage. Too bad the blazer I'm wearing is an old model. I haven't gone shopping in a long time because I've always spent all my money on Martin's and my needs. Damn! The thought of that unfaithful man should go away right now. Who the hell is he? How dare he take over my mind. From