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CHAPTER ONE

Chapter 1 A Marriage In Name Only

"It's been three years! Even a hen would have laid an egg by now! If it weren't for the tricks you used back then, how could you have married into our family?!"

"It's been three years! Even a hen would have laid an egg by now! If it weren't for the tricks you used back then, how could you have married into our family?!" Every time Bethany visited South Bay Mansion, she would taunt and mock Whitney for her inability to conceive. But little did she know that after three years of marriage between Whitney Stone and Yoel Grant, Yoel still believed that Whitney had schemed against him, seduced him into bed, and attracted the attention of the media. He despised her to the extreme and had never touched her. If they hadn't even consummated their marriage, how could she even get pregnant? Whitney lowered her head and whispered, "Mom, it's all my fault. Please don't be angry…" At that moment, a servant brought a bowl of pitch-black medicine. "Drink this medicine. Yoel will come back for dinner later. If you miss this chance, don't call yourself Mrs. Grant anymore!" Chance? What chance? Before Whitney could comprehend, Yoel returned. He was a handsome man with a cold and elegant demeanor. He didn't even glance at Whitney and simply asked, "Mom, why are you here?" "What's wrong? Do you think this old lady came to freeload and disturb your private time as a couple?" Yoel frowned and glanced at the obedient Whitney. "That's not what I meant, Mom." "I specially had the kitchen prepare this duck stew. Yoel, you've been losing weight recently, so eat more!" As she spoke, Bethany gave Whitney a meaningful look. Whitney stood up and served a bowl of stew to Yoel. Although Yoel was a little displeased, he still accepted it and ate the stew. Seeing him finish the stew, Bethany smiled. "Alright, it's getting late. I won't disturb you anymore. Rest early!" "I'm full." Not long after Bethany left, Yoel put down his cutlery and went upstairs. Whitney forced a bitter smile. If it weren't for Bethany staying for dinner, Yoel would have found it annoying to even sit at the same table with her. Was there still a need to continue this marriage in name only? Whitney went upstairs, and as soon as she opened the door, she heard a commotion from the adjacent room. Ever since they got married, they had always slept in separate rooms. At first, she didn't want to interfere, but the noises became increasingly strange, so she walked over and knocked on the door. "Yoel? Are you there?" There was no movement inside. Whitney was about to leave when suddenly the door opened, and a long, slender hand reached out from inside, pulling her in! Immediately after, a torrent of kisses overwhelmed her. Whitney struggled. "Yoel, look carefully. I am not Sabrina Stark!" Yoel fiercely bit Whitney's earlobe. "You drugged the food, didn't you? Whitney, your methods are becoming more and more clumsy!" Whitney was confused. "What drug? I didn't—Ah!" Before she could finish her sentence, Yoel threw her onto the bed. Whitney suddenly remembered—it was the bowl of duck stew! "Yoel, you can't—Mmph!" "Heh, you think you can trap me with such despicable means? Whitney, you really disgust me!" It hurts! Even though he knew it was her first time, the man showed no mercy. Indeed, in his eyes, Whitney was just a woman who would do anything for money. A tear rolled down her cheek. After the pleasure, although her body felt weak, she couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. Whitney picked it up and saw a prenatal ultrasound photo, and the name of the sender was Sabrina! At that moment, Whitney felt like she had descended into hell. Her five years of having a crush on him and the three years of marriage all turned out to be a joke! Whitney took one last look at the slumbering man. "Yoel Grant, we will never see each other again!" … The next day, Yoel opened his eyes and found that she was no longer beside him. As he sat up, a piece of paper slipped from beneath the pillow. He picked it up, and his face instantly darkened. The words "Divorce Agreement" triggered a surge of anger within him. "Whitney Stone!" This audacious and d*mn woman had the nerve to leave a divorce agreement after sleeping with him and then run away! Four years later, at Lithberg International Airport. In the bustling airport, a woman emerged from the exit, immediately capturing the attention of passersby. It was because this woman exuded an extraordinary aura! Her fair and flawless skin had a subtle rosy glow; even under the lights, it radiated a dazzling brightness. Her thin lips were as tender and juicy as cherries, but what was even more striking were her rare amber eyes, fluttering her long lashes delicately like a butterfly spreading its wings. This person was none other than Whitney, who had been absent from Lithberg for nearly four years! Whitney paid no mind to the admiring glances from passersby. She wore wireless earphones and was engaged in a phone conversation. "Zita, you really don't have to come and pick me up—" Thud! Whitney's phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. Instinctively, Whitney looked down and saw a tousled head of hair and a few unruly cowlicks swaying back and forth. "Little kid, you should watch where you're going. Did you hurt yourself?" As she spoke, Whitney was about to help the little boy up, but as soon as her hand touched him, he slapped it away. Despite his childlike voice, his tone was surprisingly fierce. "Don't touch me!" Tsk, does this child have no manners?Not only did he fail to apologize after bumping into someone, but he's also behaving aggressively. Compared to her children, Morris and Daisy, at home, this kid was simply in a different league. Four years ago, after severing the ties of love and fleeing, she unexpectedly became pregnant and gave birth to three children abroad. Morris was a kind-hearted little boy, and Daisy was an adorable little princess. As for the other child, he was stillborn… This was the most painful memory for Whitney to recall. Just as she thought of this, the little boy in her arms suddenly raised his head. Locking eyes with the round and distinctive amber eyes of the little boy, Whitney was taken aback. "Morris? What are you doing here? Did you secretly follow me onto the plane?" The boy, Scott Grant, blushed; his breathing became rapid, and his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest. He was confused as to why this woman called him Morris. Whitney keenly noticed that the little boy's wrist was adorned with a bracelet, and the circular screen displayed not the time but numbers. At that moment, the number had already reached 110, and it was still increasing. There was also a red heart next to the number, continuously pulsating and emitting a beeping sound. Before Scott could react, Whitney grabbed his hand. Scott's eyes widened. This woman is touching me, but I don't feel repulsed! However, he blurted out unconsciously, "You can't touch—Mmph!" Unexpectedly, before he could finish his sentence, the woman in front of him covered his mouth with her hand. Simultaneously, she lifted him slightly and lightly smacked his bottom. "You're becoming more audacious. It's one thing to secretly follow me, but how dare you act aggressively toward me? You're not allowed to use the tablet for one day!"

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CHAPTER TWO

Chapter 2 Airport Encounter

Scott's eyes widened in an instant. This woman actually dared to slap his backside! Even his father wouldn't dare to lay a finger on him! Wait, why didn't she get electrocuted? After finishing her lecture, Whitney didn't hear the usual chatter from the little troublemaker, which made her feel strange. Usually, this mischievous child would never miss an opportunity to cause trouble. Could he be plotting something in his mind? Lowering her head, she saw the little troublemaker in her arms looking at her with a bewildered expression. "Morris, why are you staring at me like that? Did you draw a turtle on my face while I wasn't looking?" As Whitney thought about touching her own face, Scott pushed her away and took two steps back. How come this woman didn't get electrocuted after touching me? Could it be that I'm no longer leaking electricity? Scott reached out with a small hand and tentatively grabbed the stainless steel handrail next to him. There was a crackling sound, followed by several loud bangs. Starting from Scott, the lights above his head went out one after another. In an instant, the entire airport plunged into darkness! The sudden darkness caused panic in the airport, and screams and sounds of people fleeing filled the air. Whitney thought they were under some kind of terrorist attack. Without thinking about anything else, she picked up the little troublemaker and ran outside. Fortunately, the airport's announcement came quickly. "Dear passengers, due to a circuit malfunction, maintenance personnel are currently working on repairs. We apologize for any inconvenience caused..." It turned out to be just a circuit malfunction. Whitney breathed a sigh of relief and put the little troublemaker down on the ground. "Morris, wait for Mommy here, and don't run around. I'll go get the luggage and come back." M-Mommy? This unfamiliar term made Scott stunned in place. The lights in the airport hadn't returned to normal yet, so Whitney took out her phone and turned on the flashlight to light the way. As she approached the baggage carousel, screams erupted one after another. "Aaaah, it's Sabrina Stark!" "We love you, Sabrina!" "Sabrina, look at me!" Hearing Sabrina's name, Whitney clenched her fist and tried to change her path. However, in the darkness, she accidentally bumped into a broad chest while turning a corner. A familiar scent of pine made Whitney's scalp tingle in an instant! Because she had smelled this scent for three whole years, it had been etched into her very bones! It was Yoel! "You..." Being bumped into by someone, Yoel, the germophobe CEO, was extremely displeased. But before he could say anything, the person who bumped into him turned their head and ran away, not even offering an apology. At that moment, electricity was restored in the airport, and Yoel happened to see the fleeing figure, turning a corner and revealing half of a side profile that made him grit his teeth in hatred! Whitney?! Was it really that despicable woman? Yoel was about to chase after her when Sabrina hooked her arm through his. "Sorry, Yoel. I didn't expect to be recognized by fans and cause you trouble. Let's hurry and leave. Scott's illness is more important." Looking down at Sabrina's arm looping through his, Yoel discreetly retracted it. Just then, his assistant, Larry Quinn, rushed over in a hurry. "Mr. Grant, something bad happened. Mr. Scott is missing!" Yoel frowned. "What happened?" Larry, sweating profusely, replied, "Ten minutes ago, Mr. Scott said he wanted to use the restroom. We waited outside for five minutes but didn't see him come out. When we went in to check, we found... we found that Mr. Scott had escaped through the window!" Yoel's face turned extremely pale. When Scott was brought to him by the century-old, prestigious medical family, the Sylvester Family, he was less than a hundred days old and on the verge of death due to congenital heart disease. He initially didn't believe it when his son suddenly appeared out of nowhere—until the Sylvesters presented DNA paternity test results confirming the biological father-son relationship. And Yoel was certain that he had only slept with Whitney, which meant that she secretly gave birth to a child and abandoned him! To save his life, Yoel had no choice but to agree to a heart transplant, but after the surgery, there were often issues with electrical leakage. So today, he had planned to take him for a checkup, but he never expected that this little guy would dare to run away! "You useless bunch of people! If you don't find Scott, all of you can pack up and leave!" Sabrina's face lit up with a smug smile when she heard that Scott was missing. Back then, she had deliberately used a fake pregnancy report to force Whitney to leave. If it weren't for this sudden troublemaker, she would have long claimed the title of Mrs. Grant. She wished Scott would just die outside and never come back! But on the surface, Sabrina pretended to be very worried. "Scott is only three years old. It would be dangerous if he ran into human traffickers!" Meanwhile, pulling her luggage along, Whitney held Scott's hand, having left the airport. "This way, Whitney!" Her best friend, Zita Lenton, had already arrived, wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses that covered half of her face. Zita dropped out of high school and was discovered by a talent scout, and she had been struggling in the entertainment industry for years. She had been relatively unknown until she played a malicious supporting female character last year, unexpectedly becoming popular. So now she had to disguise herself when going out. Zita gave Whitney a big hug. "Welcome back, my beautiful author!" After the hug, Zita wanted to hug Scott, too. "Oh, my little baby, Godmother missed you so much. Come here, and let me give you a kiss!" This woman is so intimidating! Scott was scared and hid behind Whitney, only showing a pair of amber eyes, cautiously watching Zita. "Why does Morris seem like he doesn't recognize me?" Whitney patted his little head. "How could that be? Maybe he's just being shy after I scolded him." "Zita, please drop me off at the subway station later. I'll take the subway there. Can you take care of Morris for a while? I'll come pick him up after I finish my business." Zita clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "If you continue to be so formal with me, I'll be upset with you. You've just returned to Lithberg and haven't found a house yet, right? Stay at my place for now. It's settled, and I won't accept any objections!" Whitney knew that Zita was concerned about her managing two children alone. It had been tough for her when she was pregnant. She was alone in a foreign country and started writing novels to support herself. Because she had studied editing and publishing in college, her writing skills were quite good, and her first book turned out to be a huge success online. Thanks to this writing job, Whitney and her two children were living comfortably abroad. This time, she returned to the country because a company was interested in adapting her first novel into a TV series. This book held great significance for Whitney. She hadn't sold the copyright to the publishing website, so she, as the author, needed to personally attend the negotiations for the adaptation. "Morris, Mommy has some business matters to attend to right now. I'll bring you some custard tarts when I come back. Behave well with your godmother." After saying that, Whitney, as usual, kissed the little troublemaker on his cheek. Scott's eyes widened, and his face instantly turned red! Scott, who had a strong obsession with cleanliness, suddenly realized that maybe kissing wasn't so unpleasant after all. Just as Whitney left, Scott jumped out of the car, wanting to chase after her. Zita quickly held him back and said, "My little darling, your mommy just went to work. Since when did the little devil become so clingy?"