LOGINSophie sat in her office, trying to focus on her job. It proved difficult, mostly because she didn’t have that many things left to do. Despite her effort to forget Adrian’s weird call, Sophie couldn’t really shake it off of her mind.Her finger hovered over her phone screen, the investigator’s contact ready on dial. But Sophie debated with herself—should she?What did she care about Adrian? If he found himself in danger, Sophie no longer had any obligation to lend a hand. That was what her rationale was constantly telling her.Yet she found her mind to stir, and before she realized, her finger was there again, ready to call.After it happened for the third time, Sophie finally decided to resign to her fate. Knowing her, she wouldn’t be able to concentrate. And if later she found out that Adrian was, in fact, in some sort of emergency, she would never forgive herself for ignoring his call for help.“Look into Adrian Beckett,” she sent. Luckily, her investigator team didn’t make a fuss
Adrian stepped out of his car, and his eyes scanned the building before him. It was a commercial district Senator Ballard owned, and people had been whispering about how he even got this many buildings.In front of the main entrance, Julia Hall stood waiting for him. Her smile grew the moment he met her eyes, and it almost reignited whatever flame there was between them. Almost—Adrian knew better.He loved Sophie. That fact still hadn’t changed. Even if he was seeing another woman, even in his unfaithful days, Sophie would always take priority. Now that he knew the damages he had done on his most beloved, he couldn’t afford making any more mistakes.So even if his heart ached, he still managed to return Julia’s smile with a professional greeting.Noticing his attempt at creating distance, Julia’s smile dropped for a moment. It returned a beat later, though.“Mr. Beckett,” she said. Her professional tone pricked Adrian’s heart, but he told himself that it was for the best.It should hu
As always, it was very easy to spot Oliver’s bright red car among all the blacks and greys. Oliver stood outside, leaning on the car door, enjoying his hot cup of coffee—Lyla had kindly poured the coffee she brought him into a to-go cup. When he spotted Sophie, he immediately walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her.“Thank you,” Sophie said as she put on her seat belt.Oliver tipped his imaginary hat before walking back to the driver’s seat.Neither talked much during the drive, as they always did. Sophie spent the entire ride looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought. Oliver glanced over at her a few times, and when he noticed that Sophie was quieter than usual, he finally asked.“Is he bothering you?”Sophie turned to him. “What?”“Your ex-husband,” Oliver clarified. “Is he pestering you?”Sophie hummed and thought about it for a moment. She knew Adrian enough to understand what he was trying to do—he thought he could relive their college days, and with effo
As always, it was very easy to spot Oliver’s bright red car among all the blacks and greys. Oliver stood outside, leaning on the car door, enjoying his hot cup of coffee—Lyla had kindly poured the coffee she brought him into a to-go cup. When he spotted Sophie, he immediately walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her.“Thank you,” Sophie said as she put on her seat belt.Oliver tipped his imaginary hat before walking back to the driver’s seat.Neither talked much during the drive, as they always did. Sophie spent the entire ride looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought. Oliver glanced over at her a few times, and when he noticed that Sophie was quieter than usual, he finally asked.“Is he bothering you?”Sophie turned to him. “What?”“Your ex-husband,” Oliver clarified. “Is he pestering you?”Sophie hummed and thought about it for a moment. She knew Adrian enough to understand what he was trying to do—he thought he could relive their college days, and with effo
Sophie blinked at Oliver’s towering figure. Part of her wondered what he was doing here, but another was just glad she had help to deal with Adrian, whom she found to be more and more unreasonable.“Oliver Blackwood,” Adrian muttered, so quiet that Sophie almost didn’t hear it. But even that faint, Sophie could still find an edge in the way Adrian said Oliver’s name.Somehow, Sophie always felt that Adrian had a bone to pick with Oliver. But as far as she knew, they never had any opportunity to interact before, so Sophie always wondered where the hostility came from.Oliver walked over to them, his face showed his usual friendly face. “Hello, Mr. Beckett,” he greeted, then turned to Sophie. “Miss Langham,” he added with deliberate emphasis.Sophie didn’t catch the way Adrian’s face darkened.“Did I interrupt something?” Oliver said, his tone light as ever.“Yes,” Adrian said with a polite front. “I’m currently talking with my wife.”Sophie was about to correct him, but Oliver spoke be
Immediately after he talked to Sophie, the withdrawals gradually slowed down. Even Beckett Holdings had lost quite a few partners in this ordeal, and those who left were reluctant to enter any new partnership, at least for now the situation wasn’t looking too grim.Adrian smiled. So she still cared. Sophie was still the same woman he fell in love with that even if they were separated, Sophie was still willing to help him.With the company stabilized, and a new contract with Senator Ballard signed, Adrian slowly gained back the lost trust. Now that he had something to work on, he could definitely bounce back. He knew, because it had happened before. And just like that time, he would overcome this too.But first, Sophie.The moment work hour ended, Adrian rushed out to Meadow Lane. He stopped by a florist to get a bouquet of calla lily, Sophie’s favorite flower, because there was no way he would come empty handed.He was trying to win her back, after all.Sophie cared. That was hope eno
Early in the morning, Sophie woke up to yet another charade.When she opened her eyes, she couldn’t find Adrian. She found him in the kitchen, operating the coffee machine. It was what she got for their first wedding anniversary, back when Sophie said she wished to enjoy espresso anytime she wanted
Adrian fulfilled his promise. Just as the clock struck midnight, Sophie could hear the beeping of their door system. She swiftly assumed her usual role. The wife, who was always ready to welcome her husband back.“Adrian, you’re too much,” Sophie said with a pout. “Not a word, not even a text. Do I
Their dinner ended on an unsatisfactory note.Adrian had to leave because of a work emergency. Sophie couldn’t even tell if it was real or not—if Adrian was just stealing fractions of time to be with Julia Hall.“I’ll make it up to you,” Adrian had said.But it had been two days, and Adrian was now
Nation’s ideal husband. That was what people called Adrian Beckett—a title Sophie had helped him earn. A self-made man, building his kingdom within just one generation. Beckett Holdings went public after only three years, and on the announcement livestream, Adrian had turned to Sophie and proposed







