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?!"
• 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!"