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Eighteen Again: The CEO's Wife was a Delinquent

In order to be loved, she changed her whole personality, but all she got in return was a cold husband and her unrequited feelings. Now that she lost her memories and went back to her old self, she's determined to never love again. She wouldn't let anyone trample on her anymore. But then, why is her husband coming back around again - turning over a new leaf and wanting to take her back so desperately? "You should know well by now, my beloved wife. Didn't you change yourself for love...?" he muttered vehemently, voice low and smoky. His unwavering eyes are blazing with passion and a deep sense of endearment that she'd never seen before. This isn't her husband at all - instead of cold, his gaze appears to be on fire. "The same goes for me... So, love me, love me not - you're going to take responsibility." --- Impassive, strait-laced, stiff and very compliant - that's how everyone sees Cassidy Eleanor. She's an underdog wife who's desperate to gain her husband's affection and would even sacrifice her own freedom. Coming from an unknown background, she was neglected by her spouse, persecuted by his family, and misjudged in her workplace. That's all until it came to a point when she already had enough. In an effort to flee from the clutches of a loveless marriage and all the obligations that were forced on her, she got herself a ticket and boarded a plane. Little did she know that a bombing incident would ultimately ruin her plan to start anew. Then, before she knew it, she woke up to find herself with a type of amnesia that caused her to forget everything that happened to her when she's past the age of eighteen-years-old. To be exact, Cassidy had gone back to her old self - right before she met her husband, Adrian Millicent. --- Cold, distant, steely and iron-willed - that's how everyone sees the owner of the country's richest conglomerate. Adrian is known to be a prodigious figure in a variety of fields and commerce, a prestigious individual with billions of assets, and a man of outstanding achievements overall. He used to be the most-sought-after bachelor of the country, but only to get in an arranged marriage by his grandparent - with a woman of unknown origin, to boot. He really couldn't care less, though. After all, he never needed love to begin with. That's all until Adrian found this reserved and amenable wife of his acting like a wild and boisterous teenage girl one day. -- WFP #23 Gold Tier Winner -- [Warning: Mature Content] (Cover Photo Not Mine: Credits to the original artist) - Follow me on Instagram (acieetin) - DM me on Discord (Aciee#1841)

Aciee_GelaTin · Urban
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305 Chs

Drawing Him In

Just like what Gilmore and Charles said, the burn mark on Cassidy's back looked fresh enough for people to think that it got there only recently.

It's also much bigger and worse than what Adrian expected. It's practically some sort of rotten flesh at this point. Now, he could tell why the doctor came up with the assumption that it had been inflicted on purpose.

"What the hell happened? She never told me anything..." he muttered in flummox with his brows scrunched tightly together as he stepped closer to her bed.

"Now that I think about it, Anthony also said that she reopened her wounds yesterday. She's literally riddled by scars at this point."

Feeling somewhat frustrated, Adrian heaved an exhausted sigh.

While it may be true that he's one uncaring and indifferent husband, he's not so evil that he'll let her receive any type of physical abuse or inhuman mistreatment. It's his family who should be responsible for her since she doesn't have any clear background to share.

What's more, Adrian made a vow with his grandmother that he'd look after her. It was her death wish, after all - to have him take Cassidy in despite her unknown origin, her lack of skills and knowledge, and the fact that she clearly doesn't fit in this kind of lifestyle.

"And you're even asking for a divorce..." he thought out loud as he sat on her bed - just beside her wall of pillows.

"Just where exactly would you go at this rate?"

With a downcast gaze and a frown marring his frame, Adrian only stares down at Cassidy's sleeping face for the next seconds to come.

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Cassidy might as well dampen everyone's morning with her sulking face.

The Millicent couple had just woken up and prepared themselves to go downstairs for breakfast. Contrary to her expectation, Adrian decided to join her in the dining room even though the head housemaid told her yesterday that he's the type who's so workaholic that he'd just eat his meals inside his office.

It's not like Cassidy doesn't want Adrian to have breakfast in his own home, but she just can't bear being close to him for too long.

"Can I just eat in the lounge-"

"No, you might end up dirtying the furniture," he cut her off before taking a sip from his coffee.

"Then, I'll just make this quick," she mumbled to herself in annoyance, though still audible enough for him to hear.

With that, Cassidy starts digging in as if she's been starved for a year. She completely disregards all the table etiquettes that she learned in the past, which is still reasonable since she did lose her memories.

What's unreasonable here is how she drinks her coffee with a loud sloppy sucking sound.

Adrian can't help but be mentally sidetracked by how Cassidy makes those slurpy noises. That's when his eyes strayed to her wet lips as she kept sipping away.

Her eyes narrow while her lips turn redder from the warmth of the coffee. Now, as soon as she turns to biting a piece of bread, he suddenly finds himself entirely drawn for some reason.

The way Cassidy does it make Adrian muster a look that's somewhat saying how he finds the sight amorous, especially when she begins licking her lower lip before taking a bite once more.