LOGINTheir eyes clashed instantly. Alma turned pale, shrinking back in deep shame as if trying to hide her wretched state, while Aiden’s eyes darkened with a mixture of rage and heartache."Do you have a death wish?!"Aiden roared. Without a second thought, he stepped right through the sharp glass shards and knelt to scoop her into his arms."What did I tell you? You are not to move around on your own without a nurse here! Do my words mean absolutely nothing to you, or do you just want this leg of yours to be permanently crippled?!""Put me down! Why do you even care?!" Alma cried out in frustration, using her one uninjured right hand to push hard against his chest, completely ignoring the agonizing throbs running through her other shoulder."You think I want to handle you? If Ava hadn’t gone out for an errand, you could beg on your knees and I wouldn't even spare you a glance! Now speak! What on earth did you crawl in here for?!""I... I wanted to use the restroom... I couldn't wait until
The lachrymose morning sunlight streamed through the glass windows, casting a warm, golden glow across the living room.Aiden snapped awake. The splitting headache from the night before had completely vanished, replaced by a strange, light, and refreshing clarity. But the moment his skin brushed against the soft silk under his cheek and his senses were filled with the faint, lingering scent of jasmine, he froze. Aiden realized he was still resting his head on Alma’s lap.For a fleeting second, he thought it was all just a wild, impossible dream. How could someone like him—accustomed to solitude, bearing the crushing darkness of a cruel twist of fate—deserve such a peaceful night? But the genuine warmth radiating from her body shattered his doubts. Memories of her cool hands and gentle whispers came rushing back, sending a powerful wave of emotion, mixed with a pang of heartache, surging through his chest.What caught his eyes now was Alma’s delicate face from an inverted perspective.
The late afternoon sun filtered through the massive glass windows, bathing the space in a warm, golden halo. Alma sat by the windowsill, a familiar medical textbook resting on her lap. Thanks to a strict nutritional regimen and Aiden’s somewhat tyrannical protection, her complexion was noticeably rosier, no longer showing the frail look of her hospital days.Ding. The private elevator doors slid open.Aiden stepped out, his suit jacket draped casually over his arm and his tie loosened. Looking at the important legal dossier in his other hand, Nolan’s mocking report echoed in his mind: "All the procedures for Conal's breach of contract fine are wrapped up. Just as you calculated, the old fox completely believes his backdoor deal with Grand Horizon went off without a hitch..."Remembering Conal’s face, Aiden’s eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a cold, ruthless glint.But that icy sharpness quickly melted away the moment he looked up. Catching sight of the petite figure by the window
Following his late-night rendezvous with the powerful figure steering Grand Horizon Group—the dominant titan of the South—Conal felt like a drowning man who had just managed to grasp a golden lifeline.By offering the core blueprints of the South Sea Project as bait, he had successfully secured a nod of cooperation from this new partner. However, the Southern faction’s sole condition for injecting the initial wave of capital was absolute and non-negotiable: if Conal wanted the money, he had to cut all economic ties and terminate every active contract with Power Group immediately.This mandate aligned perfectly with Conal’s own brewing malice. He had long grown sick of suffocating under the stringent, suffocating clauses imposed by Aiden Power.Believing he now stood on the unshakeable bedrock of Grand Horizon Group, his innate greed flared up once more. Conal decided to double-cross his opponent. The sheer terror that had forced him to agree to surrender his entire fortune while corne
The private elevator doors slid open, revealing the vast, luxurious expanse of the penthouse. Alma couldn't help but gasp softly. Her emerald eyes widened slightly, a flicker of astonishment darting across their depths.The entire hallway, which had once been adorned with expensive decor—from antique ceramic vases to artistic sculptures—now stood completely bare. Everything had been cleared away, creating a spacious thoroughfare perfectly tailored for her wheelchair to glide through effortlessly without encountering a single obstacle.But what caused her chest to tighten slightly were the smallest details. The sharp edges of the coffee table and the imported marble TV console had all been wrapped in soft rubber bumpers, subtly matching the interior design with utmost sophistication. If one didn't look closely, an outsider would simply assume it was an original design feature, rather than a rushed modification completed in just a few short hours.Aiden didn't look at her, nor did he ca
Thud.The car door slammed shut, completely swallowing the chaotic cacult of voices and the frenzied flashing of lights outside. The limousine began to roll forward slowly, perfectly soundproofed from the chaotic world they left behind.Inside the spacious, warm cabin, Aiden guided Alma onto the premium leather seat. He then leisurely stepped back, crossing his long legs with an arrogant air on the opposite side. With one hand, he loosened his tie; with the other, he decisively grabbed a cashmere blanket and tossed it straight onto her lap. It was a seemingly gruff gesture, but the blanket landed perfectly, snugly covering Alma’s legs, which were still trembling slightly from the cold."You were so loud and confident back in the lobby, so why do you look like a drowned cat now?" Aiden let out a cold, faint laugh, his deep voice dripping with mockery. He casually poured a glass of warm water from a thermos and pushed it toward her. "Drink up. Don’t you dare faint in my car, it’s a hass
Alma’s faint smile and look of utter contempt were like a match tossed into the tinder of Conal's wretched pride. Faced with her nonchalance, he was determined to escalate the confrontation to save face in front of Edna."Goddammit, you pathetic slut!"Conal’s roar made the bystanders flinch, yet A
Aiden snapped the file shut, the dry thud of the leather covers sounding like the final gavel on a successful business merger. He didn't look at her; he simply extended the documents toward her with the cold air of a benefactor. Understanding the silent command, Alma suppressed a sigh, her clumsy h
The hospital Aiden took her to was not a bustling public institution where people crowded amidst the pungent stench of antiseptic. It was a high-end private medical center, nestled beneath lush green canopies and wrapped in absolute silence—a place where privacy was paramount and reserved exclusive
The brilliant sunlight of the penthouse floor pierced through the thin silk curtains, casting blinding streaks of light across the bed and jolting Alma from a fitful sleep haunted by nightmares. She sat up abruptly, her heart drumming against her frail chest. This room—magnificent yet alien, filled







