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And with that, he kissed her again.
Laura felt like her entire body was on fire.
She wanted to escape, but with her hands pinned and her body caged beneath him, she had nowhere to run. She let out a soft whimper, not knowing if the drug still had lingering effects or if she simply wanted more.
At this moment, she wasn’t thinking about anything else.
The heat in the room thickened, melding with the soft glow of the lights.
Shadows intertwined.
The night went on.
…
After the wedding, Jake took Vivian back to Havenbrook Hospital to rest.
Vivian’s VIP suite was on the top floor, with a full year’s medical expenses paid upfront by Jake.
Her attending physician, Josh, gave her a sedative and stepped out to speak with Jake. “Vivian has been in a stable mood lately, and her heart condition is holding steady. If this continues, she might even extend her life expectancy.”
Jake gave a slight nod.
Josh hesitated as if wanting to say more but, seeing Jake’s exhaustion, decided against it and left.
Jake pushed open the hospital room door and walked inside.
Vivian wasn’t wearing her usual hospital gown.
Instead, she sat on the bed in a black lace dress, different from her usual innocent look – tonight, there was a hint of seduction.
Her eyes lit up when she saw him.
Jake had changed out of his wedding suit, but he was still dressed in crisp white.
The dim hospital hallway lights cast a soft glow on his 6’1″ frame. His sharp features were slightly blurred by the lighting, giving him an almost gentle air.
If she had never left Havenbrook five years ago – if she had never left Jake – there wouldn’t be a place for Laura in his life now.
Thinking of this, Vivian clenched her jaw.
But it didn’t matter. She knew she still held an irreplaceable place in Jake’s heart. Today’s wedding was proof of that.
And tonight, she had no intention of letting Jake leave.
Ever since she came back, Jake had spoiled and indulged her.
But he had never crossed the final line.
That distance between them made her uneasy.
Laura was the problem – the one standing in her way.
Vivian stretched out a pale, delicate hand toward the man standing at the door. “Jake, will you stay with me tonight?”
Jake’s dark eyes were unreadable as he stepped forward, pulling the blanket over her. “The doctor said you need rest. I’ll stay until you fall asleep.”
A flicker of disappointment flashed in Vivian’s eyes.
Every time she had a relapse, Jake would stay with her – but in the end, he would always leave.
She sat on the bed, shifting slightly, the lace dress slipping just enough to reveal the curve of her collarbone and a deep, tempting line.
Her fingers lightly brushed against his belt as she whispered, soft and pleading, “Jake, you know what I mean.”
Jake’s gaze darkened. “Vivian, don’t play games.”
His tone wasn’t harsh, but it was firm – enough to shake her.
She knew his personality. When he said something, he meant it.
In the past, whenever she got upset, she thought he would always coax her. But once, she pushed too far – and he left.
She wouldn’t make that mistake again.
Her eyes welled up with tears, her voice trembling. “Jake, I’m sorry. I was being foolish… I got greedy. I forgot that you already have Laura.”
Jake’s expression softened.
Laura loved him deeply, but her love was intense, stubborn, suffocating.
Sometimes, it exhausted him.
Why couldn’t she be soft like Vivian?
His fingers brushed a strand of Vivian’s hair behind her ear. “Don’t overthink. Just rest.”
…
Leaving the hospital, Jake glanced at his phone.
Since that so-called “kidnapping” call earlier, there hadn’t been a single message or missed call from Laura.
His brows furrowed, irritation creeping into his expression.
He slid into the car and instructed the driver, “Take me to Black Ace.”
Black Ace was the largest bar in Havenbrook.
Inside, flashing neon lights flickered through the air, the bass-heavy music pounding against the walls.
Jake walked straight to the VIP lounge.
“Well, well, look who decided to show up – the groom himself! Shouldn’t you be off enjoying your wedding night? You know what they say… every second of it is – “
Before the man could finish, Jake smacked him on the back of the head.
“Ow, Jake! What was that for?”
Jake shrugged off his suit jacket and tossed it aside before sinking into the couch.
“Has Laura contacted any of you?”
Bobby scratched the back of his head. “No way, Laura’s still mad? It’s been, what, almost three days now? That’s gotta be a Guinness World Record! She’s never stayed angry for more than a day before! But listen, Jake – women are like that. Don’t let her walk all over you. She just wants you to give in first. You know what they say – give in once, and you’ll be doing it a hundred more times. Don’t fall for it. No matter how mad she gets, she always comes running back, begging you not to leave her. And besides, with her position in the Depp family, if she dares leave you, they’ll probably disown her.”
Hearing this, Jake’s tense expression relaxed slightly. He picked up the glass on the table, taking a sip of the strong liquor.
Maybe it was just because Laura had gone too far this time, even faking a kidnapping, that he felt vaguely uneasy.
Caleb Clark, who had been quietly drinking on the side, finally spoke up. He couldn’t stand listening to this any longer. Anyone with a heart could see how deeply Laura loved Jake.
When Jake had migraines, she went all the way to Northpoint, pleading with a legendary doctor for a full day and night – just to find a cure for his pain.
When Jake was picky about food, she studied the world’s finest cuisines, determined to cook the dishes he loved.
When Jake’s mother despised her and insulted her time and time again, she endured it all, never once talking back.
It wasn’t until Vivian kept inserting herself between them that Laura finally snapped. But every time, she still backed down for love.
“Jake, don’t listen to Bobby. You went too far this time. Sure, the wedding was fake, but the whole city is mocking Laura now. And seriously, doesn’t it seem like Vivian’s been getting sick a little too often? Your anniversary, your birthday, her birthday, even major holidays – every single time, she just happens to have a relapse. And you’re always there with her at the hospital. No woman could tolerate that. Even if Laura loves you, people’s hearts grow cold. Don’t wait until she’s really gone to regret it.”
Jake curled his lips into a cold smirk. “I won’t regret anything because of a woman.”
Laura leaving him? That would never happen – not in a million years.
After all these years of love and devotion, he had grown used to it.
Still, Caleb had a point. Women were always jealous creatures.
Even though this wedding was just to fulfill Vivian’s last wish, it had embarrassed Laura in front of everyone.
Jake stood, picking up his coat.
“Leaving already? You just got here! The night’s barely started!” Bobby called after him.
Stepping out of the bar, Jake slid into his Maybach and called his assistant, Andrew.
“In the next couple of days, get Linden, Belvare’s wedding designer, to come to Havenbrook and custom-make Laura’s dress. Also, buy every piece of jewelry from Belvare’s auction – get it all.”
Laura, this should be enough of a grand gesture, right?
Back at the villa, Jake tossed his coat aside and stretched his legs out on the couch.
