Ch. 41..50

Chapter 41

Although Eliza felt a little happier at the idea of being officially added to the Rhodes family, she couldn't shake the frustration.

The thought of Dominic ignoring her completely after seeing Audrey, even when she told him she was pregnant, made Eliza resent Audrey even more.

Eliza muttered, 'If it weren't for that mix-up years ago, I would have been the one to meet Dominic first and be with him! Audrey not only steals my life, but also is the obstacle between me and Dominic. Gritting her teeth, Eliza felt a dark idea creeping into her mind.

Meanwhile, Audrey wasn't in the best mood herself after the livestream ended. Thinking about Fiona's blatant favoritism towards Eliza, she sighed and climbed into bed, trying to get some rest.

But no luck, sleep wouldn't come. The longer Audrey lay there, the more awake she felt. Glancing at her phone, she noticed it was already past eleven.

Just as Audrey was about to put her phone down, a notification from Instagram popped up on her screen.

Curious, Audrey opened it and saw it was from someone she'd just added earlier that day. 'Alistair posted on Instagram? Isn't he supposed to be working in the study?' she thought.

Then Audrey tapped the notification, her curiosity piqued.

Alistair's Instagram was unusually minimal, with just one pinned post, a photo of a hand holding a marriage certificate, captioned, [Just married. Here's to forever.]

Audrey's eyes widened. 'Is this for real? She had expected Alistair might keep their sudden marriage a secret for a while, easing his family into the news. But instead, he was putting it out there boldly. When Audrey thought back on the time they'd spent together over the past few days, all her disappointment from Fiona's behavior vanished.

'Now, I've Alistair. I believe he'll always be there for me, Audrey thought. Then she hugged her phone close and rolled onto her back, her happiness impossible to contain.

Alistair's post didn't just catch her attention, but it seemed to send a ripple through his friends' group chat.

[Did I just lose my mind from staying up too late, or is this Alistair's account?]

[Dude, gotta be hacked. Or maybe he lost a dare?]

[Not April Fools, right?]

[Alistair, this isn't cool. How do you get married without letting us in on the wedding?]

[There's no way that's real! I'd bet my last dollar this is photoshopped. Does Alistair get married? Yeah, right!]

Logan was reading through the comments with a grin plastered on his face, lounging with one leg crossed over the other as he typed, [You guys are way behind. This is old news.]

Despite the ridiculous amount of couple-talk he'd had to put up with, Logan was thrilled to be the first to hear the scoop. His comment caught everyone's attention, and a flood of replies poured in. [What's going on? Logan, what do you know? Alistair's been in Riverdale too... could this be real?]

Alistair replied, [It's real. Just got the certificate today. No need to be jealous, everyone.]

A wave of disbelief swept through the chat. Alistair had never really humored their teasing, so seeing him respond was a rare sight.

[Is it true? Who's the lucky lady? Did you pull off a fairytale seriously and snag a princess? Whoever she is, she must be extraordinary to keep you interested.]

[No hints whatsoever! Just like you, Alistair, always one for the unexpected. Go with the trends, right?]

Usually, Alistair would have let the teasing roll off him, but tonight he was in a playful mood, responding to each one.

[No royalty involved. She's the girl I've loved for a long time.]

[Had to make it official quickly, and can't risk anyone else swooping in. She's actually more popular than me.]

 

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Driven by sheer curiosity, within just a few minutes, the group of well-off guys was already itching to fly to Riverdale.

[You scare off my wife, and you're on your own.] Alistair's words made them all back off immediately.

Everyone knew how intimidating Alistair could be when crossed. Forget it, they'd rather not test their luck. Curiosity might kill the cat, but they'd wait for another chance.

Surely, Alistair wouldn't keep his wife hidden in Riverdale forever. Eventually, he'd have to bring her to Willowdale, and they'd see her then.

Seeing this, Logan chuckled to himself and called Alistair privately. "Dude, is it really necessary to be so protective? They just want a quick look."

Alistair sighed with mild exasperation. "You wouldn't understand how exhausting it is having a wife who's so impressive and in such high demand."

Logan shook his head, speechless. He was sure of it now, Alistair had totally fallen head over heels.

Not long after Alistair's Instagram announcement, the news spread to Dominic's parents through their network. They might not have access to Alistair's Instagram, but word of this kind traveled fast. Handing a cup of tea to Kevin, Zephyra glanced at him curiously. "What kind of woman could have caught Alistair's eye? She's probably from an influential family, right? Some powerful alliance?"

Just thinking about it made Zephyra feel bitter. She couldn't help comparing it to Dominic's choice. Every time she thought of the woman Dominic was seeing, anger bubbled up inside her.

Kevin wasn't particularly invested in the speculation, though his expression grew serious. He said calmly, "I only just heard about it myself, and I don't know much yet."

Not even the woman's name had reached Kevin yet. After a few moments of silent contemplation, he looked over at Zephyra and asked, "Where's Dominic? Tell him to come home. I need to speak with him." Zephyra didn't know where Dominic had been running off to, and he was always disappearing lately.

Then Zephyra muttered under her breath, cursing Audrey as the cause of Dominic's troubles, but hurried to track him down.

Half an hour later, Dominic was escorted home, smelling heavily of alcohol and perfume. Clearly, he'd been dragged out of some club.

Slumping onto the sofa, Dominic loosened his tie. "What's the urgency?" he muttered, sounding more than a little irritated.

"Is this how you present yourself?" Albert's voice was stern, his gaze disapproving.

"Oh, leave him be," Zephyra defended, feeling protective. "He's had a rough couple of days."

With that, Zephyra poured Dominic a glass of water quickly, her expression softening with concern.

Kevin heaved a deep sigh, shaking his head. "Overindulgent mothers make for unruly sons."

But Zephyra waved him off.

Dominic's face remained drawn. Uninterested in their lecture, he pushed himself up to leave. "If that's all, I'm going to bed.

"Hold it!" Kevin's voice stopped him in his tracks. "Alistair just arrived in Riverdale, and word is he got married. I want you to find a chance to send him a wedding gift. It would be beneficial to get on good terms with him, and this could boost our standing here." "I'm not going!" Dominic refused Kevin directly.

Kevin's face twisted in frustration. He shouted, "Do you even know what you're turning down? People would kill for the chance to connect with

Alistair.

"You spend all your time partying, making friends who wouldn't hold a candle to him. Normally, I let you go your own way, but this? This isn't optional," Kevin said firmly.

"If you care so much, why don't you go yourself?" Dominic retorted, his mood darker than before.

"Because you already know he wouldn't give you the time of day?" Dominic asked coldly.

Kevin's face went red with anger. He spat, "Watch your mouth! We're family, and he'd respect that." At that time, Dominic's expression hardened.

Although Dominic had never met Alistair, he had heard the name since childhood from his parents.

Meanwhile, as the two of similar age within the large family, it was inevitable that their parents often compared Dominic to Alistair.

Over time, resentment had brewed against this unseen relative, especially now when Dominic was being forced into a situation he despised.

With the alcohol still in his system and his frustrations boiling over, Dominic didn't hold back. With a cold, mocking smile, he spat, "Wake up!

"If he really respects you, he would have invited you to attend his wedding. Obviously, in his eyes, we're nothing. But sure, keep groveling if that's your style."

Instantly, Kevin's face darkened, and Zephyra did too, but Kevin was angrier. Raising his hand, he looked ready to strike. "You're such a disgrace! This is your way to speak with your father?"

'As if his bending over backward for this family has somehow wronged him? Kevin thought.

"Honey, don't be upset!" Zephyra interjected, restraining Kevin. She urged Dominic and said, "Apologies

But Dominic only huffed in response.

your

father, now."

Trying to regain his composure, Kevin sneered. "And you have the nerve to bring up your wedding."

Kevin continued, "Thank goodness Alistair didn't come. If he'd seen that spectacle, our entire family's reputation would have been dragged through the mud in Willowdale, And we'd never show our faces there again." At that, Zephyra dropped her act and sided with Kevin. "Exactly! Audrey, that bitch! Humiliated all of us!"

Dominic's expression darkened further."

Unaware of his reaction, Zephyra continued, "I knew it was a mistake letting her into this family. Someone like her will never be respectable."

"Good thing the wedding was called off," Zephyra sniffed. "If she ever expects to set foot in this family again, she'll have to beg for forgiveness on her knees, or I'll never let it happen!"

 

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Dominic looked at Kevin and Zephyra's smug expressions, feeling a mix of alienation and disdain. 'Do they really believe Audrey will ever kneel and apologize to them?' he muttered. Unable to hold back anymore, Dominic snapped coldly, "Enough! Stop talking about it. Audrey will never apologize to you."

Audrey had long stopped caring about being Mrs. Hayes.

Seeing Dominic defend Audrey, Zephyra was sad. At the same time, a flicker of anger also appeared. 'How can he still be standing up for Audrey?' she thought.

"You've been bewitched by that bitch. And now, you're still protecting her," Zephyra shouted, her voice laced with venom.

Hearing this, Dominic lowered his gaze, a bitter smile appearing. "I wish I could protect her, but it's too late. She doesn't want me anymore."

Dominic was the one who'd been left behind. For a moment, he looked hollow, like all his strength had been drained, his eyes empty and shoulders slumped. Zephyra failed to notice his pain. She only felt satisfaction and said, "Well, at least she had the decency to walk away."

"After all," Zephyra continued, "she's no longer the Rhodes family's daughter. You two are worlds apart. She should be out of your life."

"Stop talking!" Dominic cut her off, pressing his hands to his ears. "It's you two. You were always in my ear, saying she wasn't right for me, planting doubts."

Dominic continued, "You say you support everything I do, but in reality, you're always trying to control me!"

It was his parents who kept whispering to him that Audrey was unsuitable, that her family was beneath theirs, that she didn't belong at his side.

Each of those memories now cut into Dominic like a knife. He felt his chest tighten as he whispered, his voice trembling, "I'm so done. If it weren't for you two, I wouldn't have held back with her, wouldn't have pushed her away. We could have had a future together!" But now, that hope was gone.

Zephyra and Kevin both stared at him, momentarily stunned into silence by his outburst.

Meanwhile, Alistair received a call from Willowdale. It was his mother, Evelyn.

Evelyn's voice was gentle yet tinged with urgency. She asked, "Alis, what's this marriage certificate you posted about? Are you married? Who's your wife? Why didn't you tell me about something so important?" Audrey rolled around on the couch, hugging her blanket and thinking, 'Alistair has announced our marriage publicly; maybe I should make a move

too?

Audrey thought of posting on Instagram but quickly realized she didn't have a private account. Her current account still had mutual friends of Dominic's, and posting now would likely stir up endless questions. Imagining people assuming Alistair was a gold-digger, like Sophie had, made her reconsider. So, Audrey decided against it, yet she couldn't shake the nagging sense that she should be more upfront.

To ease her guilt, Audrey climbed out of bed and went to the kitchen to heat some milk for Alistair. He'd been working so hard, so she should check on him, as any good wife would.

Standing outside his study, Audrey paused, hand raised to knock, but stopped when she overheard the conversation.

"Mom, I didn't mean to keep the marriage a secret," Alistair said calmly.

Audrey's hand froze mid-air. She knew she should walk away, but her feet wouldn't move, and she found herself listening.

Unaware of her presence, Alistair continued, "I married because of Sunny. He's my son, and I'll always be responsible for him. I don't take marriage lightly."

Evelyn sighed. "You've only been in Riverdale for a few days and got married? How can I believe you?"

Alistair pressed his lips together in silence.

"Fine," Evelyn continued, "I know you're a grown man and always have your reasons. But about this girl, you have to tell me something, at least."

 

 

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Alistair had highlighted Audrey's strengths, hoping to ease Evelyn's concerns about her background. But instead, his words only made her worry even more.

With a sigh, Alistair explained, "Mom, Audrey and I are both adults. There's no question of forcing anyone. We're together because we want to be."

Evelyn still looked unconvinced and exclaimed, "No way! You're clueless when it comes to romance. I should come over and meet her myself. I can't risk losing such an amazing daughter!" Rubbing his temples, Alistair tried to persuade her. "Mom, we just got married. Our relationship's still new, and I don't want to overwhelm her. Maybe come later?"

Evelyn huffed, looking a bit miffed. "Do I seem that scary? I'm not some mean mother."

"Of course not," Alistair replied, softening his tone and reassuring her patiently. After much convincing, he finally got her to hold off on visiting.

Audrey, who had overheard their conversation, felt her heart sink outside the door. She turned away quietly and left without a sound.

Just as she walked off, Alistair seemed to sense something and glanced toward the door.

After a brief pause, Alistair stood up and opened the study door, only to find the hallway empty. Shaking his head, he returned to his work.

Back in her room, Audrey drank the milk alone, hugging a pillow by the window, her thoughts a mess.

'This whole marriage has been part of my plan from the start, so why am I even thinking about feelings? After all, I don't care about Alistair, do I?' Audrey thought.

Audrey tried to convince herself, but a small part of her couldn't help feeling disappointed.

The next morning, Audrey left for work before Alistair woke up, clearly avoiding him.

At the office, Emily noticed that Audrey didn't seem quite herself. Just two hours into the workday, Audrey was already on her second cup of coffee.

Even makeup couldn't entirely hide the exhaustion on Audrey's face, like she hadn't slept at all.

After a moment's hesitation, Emily asked, "Audrey, are you feeling okay? The project's already signed. Today's work isn't too important, so if you're tired, you could head home to rest." Audrey glanced at her and suddenly motioned for her to come closer, pointing to the chair across from her. "Emily, come here. Let's chat for a bit."

Audrey felt like she'd go crazy if she kept everything bottled up inside. She just needed someone to talk to.

"Sure, Audrey, what's on your mind?" Emily asked, settling into the chair.

"I have a friend..." Audrey started, choosing her words carefully. "She just got married out of nowhere, to someone who has a kid. Do you think her husband could've married her for love?" Emily had no idea about the so-called friends. And these were the very things Audrey was going through.

Emily didn't even need to think twice. She shook her head firmly. "No way!"

With absolute confidence, Emily said, "Audrey, I haven't dated myself, but from all the family gossip I've heard, your friend's husband is clearly just looking for a free babysitter. Love's got nothing to do with it." Audrey stayed silent, but as harsh as it sounded, Emily's words made sense.

Unaware of Audrey's reaction, Emily continued, "You should really talk some sense into your friend. If she rushes into marriage for love, she needs to get out before she's in too deep. "Being a stepmom is tough. Kids are sensitive, and if anything goes wrong, everyone will turn on the stepmom."

There was also a stigma against stepmoms, where people expected the worst from them. No matter how much they did right, one small mistake, and they'd never be forgiven.

And if it was not your own kid, even if you raised them right, there was no guarantee they'd be close to you in the end. It's a thankless job.

Hearing Emily's words only darkened Audrey's mood. She nodded vaguely, saying, "I'll talk to her."

Soon enough, lunchtime rolled around. Emily knocked on her office door, asking, "Audrey, it's lunch. Should I order something for you?"

Audrey wasn't hungry at all. She planned to just grab a quick bite at the cafeteria and was about to decline.

But suddenly, a familiar voice called out from the door. "Audrey!"

Looking up, Audrey saw Eliza standing there, holding an elegant lunch box.

Completely ignoring the tension in the room, Eliza said with a smile, "Dominic brought me lunch today. He overdid it, though. I can't finish it all on my own. Let's share, Audrey!" Hearing this, Audrey felt her stomach churn just hearing that.

 

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Seeing the displeased look on Audrey's face, Eliza was fully satisfied. 'So, Audrey isn't as unaffected as she seems, she thought.

With a gentle smile, Eliza said sweetly, "I never knew Dominic could cook! I wonder if he's any good. Audrey, would you help me judge his cooking?" Eliza knew perfectly well that Dominic had never once cooked for Audrey. On the contrary, it was Audrey who had repeatedly prepared meals for him.

Asking Audrey to "judge the cooking" was just a way to rub it in.

Emily couldn't help but roll her eyes and muttered, "This Eliza really has no shame, snatching Audrey's fiancé and then showing off shamelessly. Who does she think she's fooling?"

Emily was about to step in, but Audrey spoke first, her tone indifferent. "Since it's for you, why don't you enjoy it on your own? I'll just grab something from the cafeteria."

With that, Audrey caught a glimpse of a small bear sticker on the lunchbox in Eliza's hands. And a mocking smile flickered on her face.

Eliza mistook her expression as feigned indifference and felt even more triumphant, ready to say more.

Just then, the receptionist walked in, her heels clicking across the floor. "Ms. Rhodes, there's a guy at the front desk who says he's your husband, and he's here to bring you lunch."

Eliza's face froze. Audrey, however, thought the receptionist was just teasing and asked, "Are you sure it's my husband? What does he look like?" Alistair's office was on the other side of town. It seemed unlikely he'd come all this way just to bring her lunch, especially without her even asking.

The receptionist's eyes sparkled. "He's tall, with long legs, and drop-dead gorgeous! He's way better looking than any celebrity, like he just stepped out of a comic book! Honestly, I was blushing just looking at him." "And he's got multiple lunchboxes with him! Ms. Rhodes, you've really hit the jackpot!" the receptionist added.

As someone who saw her fair share of handsome men at the front desk, she'd never met anyone who had this kind of effect. Just one look made life seem that much sweeter.

"Could he really be here..." Audrey murmured, feeling a warmth bloom in her chest. She didn't stop to think any further and headed for the door quickly.

Eliza bit her lip, scowling as she shot a glare at the receptionist. "Suck-up."

'Audrey's husband is just some kept man, so there's no way he is as amazing as they are making him sound, Eliza muttered.

But the receptionist, who had never liked Eliza's bossy attitude, shot back, "Ms. Harper, if you don't believe me, why don't you go check yourself? I don't waste time sucking up!" With that, the receptionist turned and headed back to her desk before Eliza could react.

Eliza stomped her foot angrily and hurried out, determined to see how handsome Audrey's husband was.

After crossing the hallway, passing the break room, and walking down a long corridor, Audrey finally reached the lobby near the elevators. And she spotted Alistair waiting for her.

Alistair was wearing a deep blue shirt and light gray dress pants that fit his long legs perfectly. His sharp features, high-bridged nose, and elegant profile gave him a distinguished look.

Just standing there, Alistair exuded a cold, imposing presence, his aura strikingly different from anyone else's. His slightly furrowed brow carried a hint of authority that kept people at a respectful distance. His stature, his commanding air! It was easy to mistake him for some high-society gentleman.

Audrey's steps slowed as she approached, her eyes glued to him unconsciously. Today, Alistair looked almost too good to be real.

Sensing her gaze, Alistair looked up in her direction. The moment he saw her, his expression softened, and he smiled warmly.

The warmth of that smile melted away his previous aloofness, closing the distance between them.

"Audrey." His voice was deep and smooth, like a lover's intimate whisper.

Thump, thump, thump. Audrey could hear the wild thudding of her own heart. She tried to keep her cool and gave him a faint smile. "What brings

you here?"

Alistair's smile remained gentle as he explained, "You skipped breakfast this morning, and I was worried you'd be too busy to eat. So, I thought I'd bring you lunch." Looking at the thoughtful man standing before her, Audrey felt something inside her shift and started to crumble.

Audrey thought, 'So, this is what married life is like? Having someone who cares if I've eaten, someone willing to go out of their way just to bring me a meal. 'Even if his reasons for marrying me aren't entirely pure, does that really matter?'

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Audrey finally relaxed, reaching out to take the lunch box from Alistair's hands. She asked, "Why'd you bring so much? Have you eaten yet?"

"It's a little heavy," Alistair replied, sidestepping to keep it out of her reach. "I haven't eaten yet, and I was hoping to have lunch with you, if that's alright?"

Audrey answered without a second thought, "Of course! I'm not really a fan of eating alone."

"Then I'll join you for every meal from now on," Alistair said gently.

Hearing his words, Audrey felt warmth rise to her cheeks, and she responded in a soft voice, "I'd like that."

Just as Audrey was about to lead Alistair away, Eliza finally couldn't hold back. Clicking her heels loudly, she caught up with them. "Audrey, aren't you going to introduce us?"

When Audrey heard her voice, her eyes flashed with irritation. 'Why is she so clingy? So annoying,' she muttered.

Alistair caught every bit of Audrey's reaction, his gaze narrowing slightly.

But Eliza ignored their clear displeasure completely and walked right up to them. She opened her mouth to speak, but the moment her eyes met Alistair's strikingly handsome face, she was at a loss for words. Alistair's eyes, still bright from a recent smile, had a smoldering allure, his gaze sharp and enticing like an ink painting. He was, admittedly, more attractive than Eliza had expected.

But what stung Eliza most was that, even with her standing right there, his gaze never left Audrey. Every ounce of his warmth and tenderness was directed solely at Audrey, as if she were invisible.

Jealousy and frustration flickered across Eliza's face. She muttered, 'How could a man this gorgeous be so devoted to Audrey? Why?'

But Eliza masked her irritation quickly, putting on a look of innocent curiosity. "Audrey, is this your new husband?"

Audrey rolled her eyes. "What's she playing at now?'

"If you already know, why ask?" Audrey shot back, not bothering to hide her annoyance.

Eliza blinked with feigned innocence, her face a picture of surprise. "I am not sure because you two look so close! It's hard to believe you only met a few days ago.

"Could it be you two... oh, wait, that can't be right," Eliza gasped, her eyes widening. "You used to be engaged, so of course you'd never do anything

like that."

Audrey's face turned cold. After dealing with Eliza for so long, how could she not know what this woman was up to?

Eliza wanted everyone to think she had started something with Alistair while still engaged to Dominic.

Then Audrey shot Eliza a withering look and asked sharply, "Do you have a problem with me showing affection to my husband?"

Eliza flinched, then forced a smile. "Of course not! I'm just a little envious, that's all."

"You should be," Audrey replied coolly. "We're legally married, so there's nothing wrong with showing each other a little affection."

Audrey wasn't finished. She looked Eliza up and down, giving her a pointed smile. "Unlike certain mistresses who sneak around with other people's fiancés. They're never brave enough to show off in public, wouldn't you say?" The words hit like a slap. Audrey might as well have spelled out exactly who she was talking about.

Eliza's face twitched with anger, but she forced herself to stay calm, biting her lip as she replied through clenched teeth, "You're right, Audrey."

Audrey laughed and continued, "Glad you agree. Maybe next time, don't look so envious. It's a bit obvious."

Who does this bitch think she is, looking down on me like that?' Eliza spat.

By now, Eliza had dropped her usual mask completely. She glared at Alistair, a pitying look on her face. "Mr. Hayes, did you know you're just a stand-in?"

Audrey froze. 'What's this woman going on about now? Has she lost her mind, or is she just trying to stir up trouble?'

No man would tolerate being seen as a substitute, especially one as impressive as Alistair.

 

Feeling triumphant, Eliza watched, ready to see Audrey's humiliation. She thought, 'Surely he'll be furious. Maybe he'll even leave her? No man as remarkable as him will stick around with Audrey, not after this.

But Alistair only chuckled. There wasn't a trace of anger on his face. Instead, he looked pleased, almost proud. "A stand-in, huh? I'd be honored to be chosen by Audrey for any reason."

Eliza was dumbfounded, thinking, 'Not only is this man a kept man, but he is an absolute fool in love!

 

 

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Alistair ignored Eliza's expression entirely, continuing to speak with a hint of affection, "Besides, Audrey has high standards. The people she chooses only get better, not worse. So, clearly, anyone she's cut from her life was probably... well..." Alistair left the sentence hanging, pausing just before saying "trash," but his expression made his disdain obvious.

Eliza felt a surge of frustration. Not only had this couple publicly flaunted their love, but they had also managed to insult her indirectly,

After all, Dominic, whom Audrey had let go, was now with her. 'Are they calling me trash too? Eliza thought bitterly.

Under the combined mockery from Audrey and Alistair, Eliza couldn't help but feel humiliated. "This isn't how it's supposed to be! I should be the one stepping all over Audrey, not the other way around, she fumed inwardly.

Seeing the resentment brewing in Eliza's eyes as she tried to stir up trouble, Audrey said coolly, "Instead of obsessing over others, maybe you should take care of your own life, Eliza. Wouldn't want to make a fool of yourself without even realizing it, right?" Audrey shot a pointed glance at the lunchbox in Eliza's hand.

Eliza raised the lunchbox with a smug grin, saying, "Audrey, what do you mean? Don't tell me you're jealous that Dominic's learning to cook just for

me."

Then Eliza continued, "What, is only he allowed to make food for you, and Dominic can't do the same for me?"

'So what if this guy is better looking than Dominic?' Eliza thought with pride. 'At least Dominic has money, and status, and is willing to change for

me.'

Audrey merely shook her head and scoffed, saying, "That 'homemade' lunch you're boasting about is just a quick phone order, maybe thirty bucks at most. You still want to show it off in front of me?"

Since Eliza had shown up with that box, Audrey had recognized it as coming from Blossom Bites.

At first, Audrey hadn't planned to call her out on it, but Eliza had gone too far, trying to sow discord in her marriage. There was no point in holding back now.

Eliza's face fell, her brows furrowing in disbelief. And she asked, "Who are you trying to fool?"

"This box is way too fancy to be a takeout container. It must've been a gift from Dominic himself, Eliza thought, convincing herself that Audrey was lying out of jealousy.

Prepared for her reaction, Audrey peeled off a small bear sticker from the food box quickly. Beneath it, the Blossom Bites logo was clearly visible, leaving no room for doubt.

Instantly, Eliza's face turned an alarming shade, and Emily, who had been watching the scene, couldn't help but tease, "Wow, Ms. Harper, seems like your boyfriend doesn't care that much after all. He actually tricked you with a dressed-up takeout box." Emily emphasized her words with a tone full of amusement, clearly relishing the moment. She'd had enough of Eliza's arrogance.

'She stole Audrey's fiancé and still dares to flaunt it. Serves her right to get embarrassed like this!' Emily thought, satisfied. Eliza's whole body trembled with rage. She felt as if she'd been slapped in front of everyone, her cheeks burning with shame.

Yet, Eliza forced a weak smile and muttered, "Dominic's just been busy, that's all. He wouldn't lie to me."

Hearing that, the crowd shared amused glances, clearly skeptical.

Eliza's eyes grew teary as she shot Audrey a venomous look, then stormed off with the lunchbox in hand..

Feeling triumphant, Audrey felt a newfound lightness as she happily linked arms with Alistair. "Come on, let's take our food up to the cafeteria and eat together!"

As she leaned closer, Alistair caught a hint of her familiar orchid scent.

Then Alistair glanced down at her bright, joyful eyes and couldn't help smiling as he asked, "Are you this happy because I brought you lunch, or because you got to put that irritating woman in her place?" Audrey tilted her head and answered without hesitation, "Both."

"Well, in that case, do you think I deserve a little reward as the hero of the day?" Alistair's voice grew deeper as he looked at her, his eyes filled with a warmth that held countless unspoken emotions.

One look at him and Audrey felt her pulse quicken. Her breath caught as she murmured, "What kind of reward are you thinking?"

As they stepped into the elevator one after the other, the doors slid shut. Just as Audrey was about to pick up the conversation, she suddenly felt a strong hand settle around her waist.

That hand gripped Audrey gently yet firmly, holding her in place between the cold elevator wall and the warmth of his chest.

Before Audrey could react, his lips found hers in a sudden, gentle kiss, leaving her wide-eyed and breathless.

 

 

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Before Audrey could react, Alistair deepened the kiss, as if determined to consume every part of her. His hand held her firmly, keeping her from sliding down as her legs grew weak. They were so close that every subtle response was felt between them. Audrey let out a quiet sound, her soft hands pushing against his chest.

Beneath her palm, Audrey could feel the heat radiating from his firm, defined muscles, sending a shiver through her entire body.

At that time, Alistair's hand on her lower back stroked gently, as if to comfort her, but the pressure of his kiss only grew.

Audrey was running out of breath. She patted his chest, catching a glimpse of the floor numbers descending on the elevator screen.

Ding! The elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

'Oh no, it's the after-work rush. There'll definitely be people outside! If anyone saw this...' Audrey thought. Then she began to whimper, pressing harder against his chest.

Just when Audrey thought her embarrassment was inevitable, Alistair finally ended the kiss.

As the elevator doors slid open, they each took a subtle step back. But before Audrey could catch her breath, a crowd of people had already piled into the elevator.

Alistair's arm instinctively reached out, positioning himself in front of her protectively, shielding her from view. His eyes were still tinged with desire, a faint flush visible at his neck as his gaze lingered on her flushed cheeks and reddened lips. Audrey caught the way he looked at her, and her heart fluttered, her face heating up from both his lingering touch and his casual protectiveness. But then, her thoughts turned back to last night's conversation.

'He's only married me because of his son, hasn't he? That kiss is just a reward,' Audrey thought. Then she pressed her lips together, trying to pull herself together.

Soon, the elevator reached the second floor, and they found a spot in the cafeteria.

Alistair laid out the dishes he'd brought carefully. And they were all of Audrey's favorites.

After that, Alistair started peeling shrimp for her out of habit, and neither of them mentioned the kiss.

Alistair seemed calm, but his gaze rarely left her, and he kept peeling shrimp and handing her napkins. He even reached out to wipe a bit of soup from the corner of her mouth.

Nearby, a young couple watched them, and the girl tugged on her boyfriend's ear playfully. "Look how attentive her boyfriend is! Take some notes, will you?"

The boyfriend, quick on his feet, responded immediately, "Alright, alright, babe, I'll feed you!"

Audrey overheard them and was about to laugh when Alistair leaned forward suddenly, propping himself up on one hand, and asked in a low, sexy voice, "Want me to feed you too, babe?" That deep, magnetic voice sent a shock through her. Audrey felt her cheeks turn bright red, heat flooding her face and even tingling at the tips of her ears.

"Just eat your own food; I'm not a kid," Audrey managed to mumble.

"Alright." Alistair looked a bit disappointed as he lowered his gaze.

Audrey glanced at him, her fingers pinching her warm earlobe nervously.

Halfway through the meal, Alistair's phone rang. Whatever the person on the other end said, his face darkened suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Audrey asked, concerned.

Alistair looked at her with a hint of regret and replied, "Something's come up at work. I might need to leave."

Audrey's gaze shifted to his plate. "Are you full?"

Alistair nodded. "I am. Just sorry I can't stay to finish lunch with you."

"It's fine. Work's important. You don't need to go out of your way to come by if you're that busy; I don't want you overworking," Audrey replied lightly.

Alistair didn't agree or disagree, only giving her a last reminder to finish her lunch before he left.

Once she'd eaten, Audrey started gathering the lunchboxes to take back to the office and planned to bring them home after work.

As Audrey waited for the elevator, she caught sight of Eliza again.

 

 

Chapter 49

Eliza stood at the corner of the stairwell, barely showing half her body, keeping out of sight deliberately.

There was someone else standing in front of Eliza, though half-hidden by her figure. From the slim outline, Audrey could tell it was a young man.

Soon, Eliza pulled a stack of bills from her wallet and tossed it in his direction arrogantly. She said, "Isn't this what you want? Take it and get lost. Don't bother me again." The distance was too far for Audrey to catch the exact words, but she could tell Eliza's tone was anything but pleasant.

The thin young man seemed to flinch, his eyes red as he looked back at Eliza. He threw the money back at her feet before running out from behind the corner. Distracted by his tears, the man didn't see Audrey standing there and crashed right into her.

Still feeling a bit full from lunch, the impact nearly made her stomach turn. Audrey steadied herself against the wall and finally got a clear look at the boy's face.

His cheeks were hollow, his complexion a little sallow, and under his strong brows were bright, clear eyes, yet the furrowed brows gave him a depth far beyond his years. Audrey didn't recognize him, but something about him felt strangely familiar.

The boy looked down quickly, glancing at Audrey as he mumbled, "Sorry!"

With that, the boy dashed off.

Audrey, rubbing the spot where he'd bumped her, stared at his retreating figure, frowning slightly. "Where have I seen him before?' she thought.

At the stairwell entrance, Eliza looked down at the scattered bills, stomping her foot in frustration, though the uneasy look in her eyes didn't fade.

'Damn it,' Eliza thought, 'How did Miles find me? Refusing the money, does he seriously think I'll go back with him? Dream on! I'll be back in the Rhodes family soon.'

When Eliza had left the Harpers, she hadn't told them about the baby switch. She'd been too afraid the Harpers would reach out to Audrey if they found out.

Or worse, that they'd stop her from reconnecting with her real family to keep Audrey with them.

Thinking this, Eliza clenched her jaw and stepped into the stairwell to make a call. "I need you to take care of someone for me. Make sure he's too hurt to cause trouble for a few days."

As Audrey waited for the elevator, her mind was still on the boy who'd bumped into her. She knew she'd seen that face somewhere.

Then it clicked. She pulled out her phone and scrolled through a file she'd looked over recently. The rebellious face in the photo was a match.

That was Miles Harper, her biological brother. 'What's he doing here? And what was he arguing about with Eliza?' Audrey wondered.

Audrey's heart tightened. Even though the Harpers had never reached out after the truth about the switch came out, she'd long since stopped expecting anything from them.

But Miles was still her little brother, and watching him get humiliated like that struck a chord Audrey couldn't ignore.

Remembering the anger in his eyes as he'd run off, Audrey felt a pang of worry that he might do something reckless.

Ding! The elevator arrived, but instead, Audrey rushed out of the office building.

Thankfully, Miles hadn't gone far; he was waiting at a nearby bus stop. Seeing him there, Audrey hesitated, unsure if she should approach.

'Miles doesn't know me. Wouldn't it be weird to just walk up to him?' Audrey thought.

At that moment, Miles stood under the shelter, his eyes red. As he thought about his mother lying in a hospital bed, and Eliza's cold, sneering face, his chest ached like it was being squeezed tight. Miles couldn't understand why Eliza, treated like a princess her whole life, could be so heartless.

Their mother was seriously ill, near death, and Eliza wouldn't even come back for one last visit.

Clenching his fists, Miles felt anger boil inside him. 'I can't let Eliza just get away with this,' he thought. Then he turned to head back in her direction.

In the next moment, Miles felt a rough grip on his wrist, and someone shoved his shoulder, slamming him into the hard glass of the bus shelter's ad panel.

"Hey, kid! Were you the one who stole my phone?" The man's gruff voice was filled with menace, his eyes narrowed in a dangerous glare as he loomed over Miles.

Miles' shoulder throbbed from the impact. Startled, he looked up at the guy and shook his head. "I didn't. I don't even know you, man."

The guy scowled, a cigarette hanging from his lips, and blew a cloud of smoke into Miles's face. "Still denying it? You're definitely the little punk. Now hand over my phone, or I'll knock you out." With that, the man raised a fist the size of a small boulder, holding it menacingly close to Miles's face.

Miles shrank back, pushing the man's chest instinctively. "I swear, I didn't take your phone! I just got here!"

"Oh, yeah? Now you're gonna hit me, too? You're asking for it, kid." Without giving Miles a chance to explain, the man raised his fist higher, preparing to slam it down.

The man was huge, with strength to match. If he landed a punch like that, Miles could easily end up with a concussion, or worse.

But Miles wasn't about to just stand there. He tried to dodge, but the guy held his arm in an iron grip.

'Damn it!' Miles shut his eyes, bracing himself for the blow.

"Stop!" A clear, feminine voice rang out.

 

 

Chapter 50

The next second, the guy felt his fist caught mid-air. Someone had grabbed hold with surprising force, twisting his arm skillfully and shoving him backward.

It was Audrey. She flung the man aside, turning to give Miles a quick once-over, her gaze filled with concern. "Are you alright?" she asked.

Miles, clutching his shoulder where it had nearly been dislocated, looked back at her with a wary expression.

When the man saw that his opponent was just a woman, his eyes flickered with disdain.

Then he tossed his cigarette, tilting his head to glare down at Audrey with a sneer. "Little girl, he stole my phone, then had the nerve to shove me. I'm well within my rights to settle this with him. You better mind your business, or you'll be sorry!" Audrey stared back at him coldly, positioning herself firmly between Miles and the man. "You say he stole your phone, but shouldn't you have proof?" she retorted.

The man's scowl deepened, and his eyes narrowed menacingly. "He was standing right next to me, and I say he's the thief. You're defending him, so maybe you're his accomplice, huh?"

Hearing this, Audrey snorted and said coldly, "He just walked out of that office building over there, while you came from the alley behind us.

"He never even touched you. What, do you think he's got magic powers that let him pickpocket from a distance?"

Audrey's sharp logic left the man momentarily speechless, his eyes burning with hostility as he glared at her.

Unfazed, Audrey pressed on. "If you're trying to pull some cheap stunt to extort a kid, you're even more pathetic than I thought."

Then Audrey cast a glance up and down the man, her expression carefully shifting to one of apprehension. "Actually, I just read a news report about a criminal targeting teens in this area. They say he picks on kids walking alone. Are you...?" Audrey let the question hang in the air, then grabbed Miles's hand and took a step back.

Raising her voice, Audrey turned to the bystanders. "Everyone, take a good look. Snap a picture if you can. Compare it with the guy in the news. Better to be safe than sorry."

The people who'd been watching in silence now perked up, murmuring among themselves and pulling out their phones to snap photos of the man.

The man's eyes darted around in panic, fury etched across his face. "Bullshit! Making up lies like that! I'll tear your mouth off!" he snarled, lunging toward Audrey.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" One of the men in the crowd stepped forward to block him.

With one person stepping up, others followed suit quickly.

"Wow, he's really losing it. Maybe he is that guy from the news."

"Somebody call the cops!"

The man may not have been an actual criminal, but hearing "call the cops" was enough to spook him. Then he pointed a shaky finger at Audrey. "You better watch your back!" With that, the man dashed off quickly.

With the thug gone, Audrey turned to Miles, about to speak when she felt him tug free from her grip.

"Why'd you help me?" Miles asked, his voice wary.

'Why would a stranger do something like that for me?' Miles thought, still nursing the sting from Eliza's rejection. He couldn't help but wonder if she had some kind of angle, too. Hearing this, Audrey didn't take offense. A little caution was natural, and she was prepared to reveal the truth about her connection to him.

But before Audrey could explain, Miles's phone rang.

At the sound of the voice on the other end, Miles' guarded expression dissolved instantly, giving way to panic and confusion. His whole face changed, a mix of fear and dread flashing in his eyes. Miles shook Audrey off hastily, turning to run.

Seeing his anxious face, Audrey grabbed his arm and asked, "Wait! What happened?"

"None of your business! Let go of me," Miles snapped.

Whatever Miles had just heard was enough to make him want to run as his life depended on it.

Audrey tightened her hold on him, still worried. "I don't know where you're headed, but at this rate, you're going to wear yourself out before you even get there."

The street was bustling with traffic, and Miles looked one step away from a reckless dash into the street. Letting him run in that frantic state seemed like an invitation for disaster.

Miles's eyes were red-rimmed, his face etched with despair. 'What should I do? God, what should I do?' he thought.

"Come with me," Audrey said firmly, guiding him to the curb where she hailed a cab.

Once they were in the car, Miles sat rigidly, visibly distressed, his hand clenched into a fist as he gave the driver the hospital address.

Only now did Miles realize how panicked he'd been, almost forgetting that cabs existed.

But even if Miles had remembered, what difference would it make? He'd already burned through whatever money they had for medical bills.

When Audrey heard "hospital," her expression shifted. "Is someone in your family sick?"

Miles swallowed hard, his knuckles white as he pressed his fist to his mouth, fighting back tears. "It's my mom... she's..." His voice cracked, and he bit down on his lip, forcing himself to continue. "She's dying."