Chapter 10 Owen's Betrayal

Malcolm was speechless.

He wondered if it was a mistake to have asked Silas this question. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Actually, there is no need for you to marry her just for your treatment."

"I know,"

Silas said indifferently. 'What do you know? You know nothing!' Malcolm yelled inwardly, but he decided not to respond.

As she sat in the car, blissfully unaware that her fate had been decided by Silas, Luna watched the passing scenery from the car window.

She was still wondering who that mysterious man was last night.

Why did Silas take her to that room?

She sank into the seat helplessly, wringing her fingers on her lap. Her mind was a wreck, tangled with emotions.

She felt numb, aside from the pain coming from the wounds on her thighs.

Although the masked man from last night didn't do anything to her, she still felt uneasy. He must've been a guest from the banquet.

Luna closed her eyes sadly.

If Owen found out about what happened last night, would he leave her?

As this thought crossed her mind, Luna felt her heart sink. She could barely breathe, imagining a life without her beloved Owen. She shook her head, trying to get rid of these depressing thoughts.

Owen was gentle and kind; he loved her so much, she was sure he would never leave her.

"Yes, sir."

The sound of her driver's voice on the phone brought her back to her senses.

She thought she vaguely heard the person on the other end of the line mention L Street.

She frowned. The faint voice on the phone sounded a little familiar, but she couldn't quite place her finger on it.

The driver glanced at Luna from the rearview mirror. Then, he turned into a fork.

Luna didn't notice it and pulled out her phone to check WeChat. Her eyes landed on the voice message Owen sent yesterday.

"Luna, I'm not done with work yet here. I probably have to stay in B City for another day or two. I miss you so much, I can't wait to see you."

At the sound of his loving voice, her knuckles turned white from gripping the phone too tightly.

She kept hitting the replay button, listening to his comforting voice over and over again.

Finally, after the tenth time, she typed out a reply and sent it to Owen.

"Okay, I miss you too."

She logged out of WeChat and her finger wandered to the photo album on her phone. She looked at the photos she had of Owen. As she recalled the events of the past few days, her eyes began to glisten with tears.

She stared at Owen's smiling face guiltily, tears landing on her phone screen.

After a while, she turned off her phone and slipped it back in her purse.

She felt spent. Red eyes and frizzy hair, Luna felt a little carsick.

Thus, she didn't notice when the driver slowed the car down a bit. She was absentmindedly looking out the window when she suddenly bolted upright.

Her eyes were riveted to a man leaning against a red sports car. There was a woman in his arms.

Her eyes popped open wide and it felt as though her heart stopped beating completely.

Owen's voice message replayed in her head-yet the scene before her conflicted with his words.

She rubbed her eyes, thinking she must have been missing Owen so much that she was seeing things.

As she watched closely, the man turned around and his face was in full view now.

Luna's heart sank into her stomach. Tears streamed down her face.

In a daze, she watched as the man guided the woman in his arms to the passenger seat of his BMW.

"Follow the red BMW ahead,"

Luna commanded firmly, although her voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, Miss Ruan."

The driver sped up to catch up with the car in front, as ordered. From time to time, he glanced at Luna from the rearview mirror worriedly. He seemed to understand why his boss had instructed him to come here.

Luna didn't notice. She focused her attention solely on the red BMW in front of them.

Fortunately for her, the driver was quite skilled and managed to keep up with the car they were after.

At a traffic light, Luna's car pulled up next to the red BMW.

Through the half open window, Luna saw Owen lower his head and gently kiss the woman on the forehead.

Luna's face was practically pressed against the car window, her eyes wide open. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Trying not to break down, she leaned back into her seat with a calm expression, but the fingernails digging into her thighs betrayed her emotions.

She tried to collect her thoughts. Owen sent a message to her yesterday saying he was on a business trip. And yet she could see him with her own eyes, holding another woman!

It wasn't hard to put two and two together. What sealed the deal was when the red BMW stopped in front of the QH Hotel.

Luna instructed her driver to wait for her there. She opened the door with trembling hands, quietly following Owen and the woman into the hotel.

Just then, she was stopped by the receptionist, who handed her a room card.

"Miss Ruan, a gentleman asked me to give this to you."

Luna reached out her trembling hands and took the card key.

Not paying attention to the gentleman in the receptionist's mouth, she limped after the couple, her wounds throbbing with pain.

"Oh, Owen! You are so naughty!"

As soon as Luna opened the door a crack with her card key, she heard a woman gasping. She staggered backwards and had to lean against the wall for support.

But before she could gather her bearings, she heard the woman moaning.

"Owen! Don't be in such a hurry!"

Just then, the man spoke. His voice was familiar. It was the same loving, comforting voice she had replayed over and over in the car.

"Caroline, I want you now! I can't hold myself back."

All the color drained from Luna's face. She never would have thought Owen would be so impatient in bed.

Luna opened the door again quietly and crept inside, until she saw a man and a woman straddling each other on the sofa.

The woman was sitting naked on Owen with her back to Luna.

The woman raised her head and moaned and Owen buried his head in her neck. The woman and the man breathed heavily, and the atmosphere of the room was thick with passion and desire.

"Owen... Hmm... Dad's asking me if we can hold the wedding ceremony next month."

The woman spoke staggeringly, each word cutting away at Luna's heart like whittling a piece of wood.

"Caroline... You are so beautiful. Given my current situation..."

Owen's voice was raspy yet still gentle.

"Owen, don't worry. Dad said he will make you a director after the wedding."

"Hmm... Caroline..."

"Ah... Hmm... Owen... Be gentle..."