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“Even if they are divorced, and even if she marries another, no one can ever replace her in Jeremy’s heart.”
Exhausted and unsteady, Renee watched them leave. After a while, she stomped indignantly and bellowed to the air, “I don’t believe you! You liar! That’s nonsense!”
Landon took Jeremy into his car as soon as he could. On their way, he figured that Jeremy wasn’t drunk, just drugged.
A question remained-when was he drugged?
Recalling the waiter carrying a tray with glasses of champagne, Landon noted how Renee had randomly picked two glasses. How could she be sure to give Jeremy the spiked drink?
Could she have spiked all the drinks? If so, she was a crazy one.
“Jeremy, I’ll send you to your place. You can’t go home to Seaview Manor looking like this,” Landon offered.
Jeremy’s breathing grew heavy. He tugged on his shirt, causing two of his buttons to come undone and exposing part of his chest with flushed skin. He looked sultry.
“Damn, you’re a slut, aren’t you? No wonder those ladies are all over you,” Landon teased and quickly started the engine.
Just as he was about to help Jeremy buckle the seatbelt, Jeremy mumbled with hazy eyes, “Lyse… Lyse…”
Landon paused upon hearing the familiar name before letting out a chuckle. Jeremy might find it hard to express his feelings, but he had never forgotten about Lyse.
Landon buckled Jeremy’s seat belt and stared witlessly at Jeremy’s vulnerable look. “I got it, Jeremy. As your only friend, I will help you out!”
After Alyssa collected the intel she needed, she and Julien prepared to leave the hotel.
Her phone rang when she entered the car. Seeing it was a call from Landon, she wasn’t interested in picking up.
However, the ringtone persisted, as annoying as Landon himself.
“What’s the matter?” Alyssa finally picked up and spoke flatly.
“Lyse, Jeremy is in trouble!” Landon sounded anxious and urgent.
Her heart sank as she questioned sternly, “What happened to him?”
“I don’t know the details, but he’s not in a good state now. I’ve sent him back to his private villa. Aren’t you a doctor? Please check on him!”
Various worst-case scenarios flashed across her mind. The long-term effects of Jeremy’s head injury had become a constant worry for her.
Upon hearing Landon’s words, Alyssa’s first guess was a PTSD episode.
“Text me Jeremy’s address. I’ll be there soon,” said Alyssa with a frown before hanging up.
Meanwhile, Julien had just finished smoking a cigarette. When he was about to get into the car, the engine revved, and the doors were locked.
“Hey, open the door. I need to get in,” Julien shouted and yanked on the handle.
“I have something to tend to. Please head home yourself,” Alyssa said to him, staring forward and gripping the steering wheel.
“Are you serious? This is Belbanks, not Solana City! Where the heck can I go?” Julien snapped helplessly.”
Send me home right now!” 1
“Call Jonah. Get him to pick you up.”
With that, Alyssa’s black sports car whizzed past Julien.
Alyssa followed the address Landon provided and arrived at Jeremy’s private villa in no time. She stood at the entrance with mixed feelings-frustration, grievance, and bitterness.
The private villa was one of Jeremy’s personal assets, the most lived-in, according to Mrs. Rosie.
When Alyssa was still married to Jeremy, Mrs. Rosie told Alyssa that Jeremy would stay the night at the private villa when he was down or not feeling like heading to Seaview Manor.
She assured Alyssa that Jeremy had never stayed the night at a woman’s place, all to comfort the lonely Alyssa, who was living alone at Seaview Manor then.
Mrs. Rosie even suggested that Alyssa meet Jeremy at the private villa, but Alyssa refused. She believed that Jeremy was moody because he couldn’t meet with Liana.
Going home to Seaview Manor meant running into his wife, whom he didn’t want to see.
She thought disturbing Jeremy at the private villa was pointless and decided to stay at Seaview Manor, counting her blessings.
Things changed on that fateful day when Alyssa and Newton were involved in a car crash, resulting in a miscarriage.
While resting in her hospital room one night, Alyssa received a call from Liana, who jeered, “Allison Burton, do you really think Jeremy is yours after you married him? You’ll never win his heart.
“He’s been with me for the past few days. He even gave me a necklace that’s one of a kind in this world.
Did he ever buy any gift for you?
“By the way, Jeremy bought me a villa by Phoenix Lake in East Side. We used to have our dates there. Has he ever told you that?”
As a result of that provocating call, Alyssa suffered another hemorrhage due to the shock and fell into a critical condition. Mandy, Lyla, and Colene arrived on time and took care of her, but the bleeding had rendered her infertile, not to mention leaving behind long-term effects. 1
It was a death sentence to a woman who wished to have kids.
Thankfully, the suffering was all in the past. Alyssa recovered from the wounds under the care of her family. Life was more than marriage and having children. She still had family who loved her and a world full of adventures.
After what she had gone through in the marriage, there was no chance of getting back with Jeremy.
Taking a deep breath, she pressed the doorbell. No one answered the door after a long wait. She wondered if Landon was even at the villa.
Frowning, Alyssa pushed the door open impatiently. To her surprise, the door was unlocked.
Always skeptical and wary, Alyssa had a bad omen as she cautiously entered the living room.
The villa, though moderately huge, was smaller than her Solana City residence. Despite the difference, she felt at home and cozy compared to the more opulent yet sterile Seaview Manor.
She was filled with frustration at the thought.
“Landon Harper, you there? Landon?” she called out but was met with silence..
Growing increasingly worried, she hurried upstairs, checking every room.
Finally, she entered the final room, which was more humid than the others. She picked up on the masculine scent in the air and concluded that this must be Jeremy’s bedroom.
It was a familiarity fostered after two years of marriage. Separated by a slightly ajar door, she overheard his labored breathing from within. He seemed to be in pain.
Her throat tightened when she called out to him. “Jeremy?”
She was surprised by the response. He mumbled, “Lyse… Lyse…”
She couldn’t wait any longer and hurried in. In the dimly lit room, Jeremy lay on the bed, one leg straight and the other bent. His crumpled black suit rested on the floor, and his white shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his flushed skin and toned physique. His body heaved.
“Lyse, I feel bad. Lyse…” Jeremy opened his mouth as he struggled to breathe. Face flushed, he cast a hazy gaze at her.
For a moment, he thought he was dreaming. Why would Alyssa come to him if she hated him so? Even if this was a dream, he wanted her to stay.
It was always in moments of vulnerability that a man would realize what he truly desired.
Alyssa’s heart sank. She hurried over to check on him, only to be grabbed by the wrist. She saw the world spinning around her, and soon, Jeremy was on top of her.
She sensed the lust in the air and within his gaze. He stared at her and breathed irregularly by her ear, causing her to blush and quiver.
“Jeremy, what are you doing? Let go of me!”
“Lyse, I was drugged. I feel sick right now. I feel like I am going up in flames and exploding,” he explained, looking at her with desire and tension as though they would spontaneously combust at any moment.
“Someone drugged you? How did that happen?” Alyssa gasped and glared at him.
She touched his sweaty forehead. This time, he did not shun her. His gaze softened, and he looked obedient.
“Gosh! Your forehead is burning!” she exclaimed and withdrew her hand, but he pinned the back of her hand, urging her, “Touch me more…
He was unable to hold back his urge and his feelings. Lost in her eyes, he muttered, “Lyse, do you know how long I have waited for this moment?”
When Alyssa met Jeremy’s eyes, her heart raced. She noticed the vulnerability and madness in his eyes, reminiscent of two years ago when he had made love to her all night. She found herself helplessly drawn to that look.
