Seven years ago, Waylon astounded the world as a prodigious genius. Today, he stood as an unrivaled warrior, instilling fear in the hearts of his enemies far and wide. Yet, amidst the legendary feats that defined Waylon's life, a surprising twist emerged. At home, his controlling wife dismissed and belittled him, failing to recognize his true worth. However, when she saw him in the company of alluring women, possessiveness ignited within her. In a burst of panic, she declared, "Step aside! Waylon is mine!" A tale of shifting dynamics and hidden depths unfolds, where brilliance and power collide with unexpected desires.
The story began in an upscale coffee shop in Lucset.
The coffee tasted bitter, yet the woman sitting opposite Waylon Cooper was breathtakingly beautiful.
She was dressed in a sleek business suit, and her stunning figure was showcased to perfection, with every curve in just the right place, devoid of any unnecessary weight.
Her face, naturally beautiful and without a hint of makeup, was flawless. Despite her reserved expression, she looked like a masterpiece, captivating anyone who saw her.
Her name was Debra Morgan, 26 years old, the head of Morgan Group, and the dream woman of many men in Lucset.
She was also engaged to Waylon.
Between them on the glass table lay a conspicuous check for one million dollars.
Debra said, "Here's a check for one million, ready to cash anytime. Take it and leave my life."
She extended her hand, pale and elegant, and pushed the check toward Waylon, her voice cutting through the silence, cool and detached, signaling her decision was final.
Debra was known for her assertive nature.
Yet, Waylon didn't even look at the check. His attention remained on Debra. He was seemingly captivated by her face and figure, as if nothing else mattered to him.
"Are you done staring at me?" Debra noticed his gaze, her brow furrowing, her voice turning icy.
"Almost." Waylon finally looked away, smiled, and said, "With your ample bosom and rounded buttocks, you're perfect for having children. It looks like you're just right to be my wife!"
"What?" Debra gasped, taken aback.
Her expression immediately soured, and she said, "Waylon, do you have the wrong idea? I wanted you to take this check and forget about me!"
"Oh, the check."
Waylon finally spotted the check, but after a brief look, he simply shook his head and said, "Rip it up. I'm not going along with this."
"Is it not enough?" Debra asked, her eyes filled with disdain. She had no patience for greedy men.
Waylon answered, "It's not about the amount. It's that I won't do it."
He boldly looked Debra over again, then grinned and said, "Our marriage was arranged by your grandfather before he passed away. A man's promise is important. Since I told your grandfather I'd marry you, I intend to keep my word."
Debra responded icily, "But I can't stand you!" Waylon's attention made her skin crawl. She couldn't fathom why her grandfather would want her to marry someone so repulsive before he passed away.
Waylon laughed and said, "As we get to know each other, affection and love will emerge."
Debra replied sharply, "I don't have time for that."
"But I've got plenty," Waylon said, playful in his tone.
"You..." Debra was a bit annoyed but quickly regained her composure. Her gaze was cold as she said, "We've never even met before today. Don't you think the idea of us getting married is ridiculous?"
Waylon couldn't disagree, responding, "It does seem a bit ridiculous."
However, he smiled and continued, "But like I mentioned, I made a promise to your grandfather, and I intend to keep it. Naturally, if you decide to go against your grandfather's wishes, there's nothing I can do to stop you."
"I..." Debra was at a loss for words.
How could she ignore her grandfather's wishes?
Her grandfather had insisted on her marrying Waylon before he passed away. And now, a month after her grandfather's death, Waylon showed up out of the blue. Rejecting him outright would seem disrespectful to her grandfather's final request. That was why she decided to get this unbearable man to back off on his own!
Debra said, "I won't disregard my grandfather's wishes, but..."
She slightly curled her lips in a mocking smile, imitating the way Waylon had looked her over before, and scoffed. "Do you really think you're good enough for me?"
Waylon replied earnestly, "Absolutely."
Debra echoed, "Absolutely?"
She was taken aback. She had hoped to intimidate Waylon with her status, expecting him to back down. But his overconfidence caught her off guard.
Where did his confidence come from?
She was Debra Morgan!
At just sixteen, she was already attending one of the top universities in the world. By eighteen, she had her master's degree in economics, and by twenty, she'd earned a Ph.D. in the same field. At twenty-one, after coming back from overseas, she took the reins of the Morgan Group. In just five years under her leadership, the company grew nearly ten times larger.
She was hailed as a business prodigy in Lucset, admired for both her intellect and her looks. The line of men trying to woo her could stretch from one city to another. Every year, her face graced the cover of the magazine that selected the most beautiful woman in Lucset.
And then there was Waylon. He was unremarkable in appearance, dressed simply, with nothing but his well-built physique going for him. If he were in a crowd, Debra was sure she wouldn't be able to recognize him.
Yet, he had the audacity to claim he was worthy of her?
That was ridiculous! Such a man deserved to be shown the door immediately!
"Mr. Cooper!" Debra couldn't help but laugh out of sheer frustration. "It seems you don't know me or even yourself well."
Waylon responded with a calm smile, "Don't you believe me?"
Debra stared at him, disbelief written all over her face. "How could I possibly believe you?"
"Then, how about we make a bet?" Waylon suggested.
Debra asked, "What do we bet on then?"
Waylon looked at her and replied, "If you haven't fallen in love with me within three months, I'll leave and never bother you again. We'll see it as me breaking my promise to your grandfather, not you being unwilling to marry me."
Debra needed to be sure and asked, "Are you serious?"
Waylon nodded and said, "Absolutely."
"You're giving me your word?" Debra responded skeptically. "Then, if I'm not in love with you after three months, you'll leave me alone on your own accord!"
Waylon, with a smile and a twinkle in his eye, asked, "But what if you do fall in love with me?"
Debra stated confidently, "That won't happen."
Waylon playfully challenged, "But what if it does?"
Debra didn't take long to answer. "If, by some chance, I do fall in love with you after three months, then I'll do anything you say without any complaints!"
Debra believed she could never fall for Waylon, so any promise she made seemed pointless.
Waylon gave her a sly grin and teased, "Well, I might ask you to do something interesting in bed."
"Ew!" Debra expressed her disgust.
Seeing the look in Waylon's eyes, she couldn't shake off some unsettling images that came to mind. She spat out in disgust and got up, determined to leave. Her disdain for Waylon deepened.
Waylon then called out, "Honey, please hold on!"
"I'm not your honey!" Debra retorted, feeling her skin crawl with anger.
Waylon, with a confident smile, argued, "In three months, you'll be my wife, won't you? Why can't I call you 'honey' then?"
"You're unbelievable..."
Debra realized this was the epitome of shamelessness as she faced Waylon. Yet, she didn't want to waste her breath arguing with such a lowlife. "Is there anything else you want?" she asked.
Waylon replied with a grin, "Hand over your house keys. I'll be staying with you for the next three months."
Debra was clearly not thrilled, questioning, "Why would you stay at my place?"
"Are you silly, honey?"
Waylon looked at her as if she were the odd one, explaining, "Me staying at your place is the best way for us to get to know each other. Three months will fly by. Don't you think we should give it a try, for the sake of not letting down your grandfather's memory?"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"