Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

"Hey, be gentle- You might wake her up..."

In a room in Harmony Hotel, Lindsey Stewart was lying in bed with a splitting headache, and her body felt as though she was on fire. The simple task of just opening her eyes felt like such a challenge, and when she finally managed to crack her eyes open a fraction, the scene before her nearly broke her!

Her boyfriend, Chayce Burton, was holding a woman against the bay window-and the woman was none other than her stepmother, Kendra Stewart!

"Don't worry. She's out cold. The drug I used was strong enough for a wild animal," Chayce said to Kendra without so much as glancing at Lindsey on the bed.

The next moment, Chayce hoisted Kendra up by her thin waist and penetrated her again and again rapidly, which caused the latter to let out loud, pleasured moans.

Lindsey gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, trying hard to clear her mind. It was Kendra who had introduced Chayce to her, so never in her wildest dreams would she have expected that her stepmother would sleep with her boyfriend behind her back!

Tonight, Chayce had invited her to dinner. She passed out after drinking a glass of wine he had given her.

It turned out that this whole night was an elaborate trap orchestrated by this shameless couple!

"If Lindsey finds out she slept with a homeless guy tonight, how do you think she'll react?" Kendra queried in between moans.

"She'll never know. As long as she thinks that I'm the one who slept with her tonight, she'll be dead set on marrying me! Sooner or later, not only will the Stewart family's properties belong to us, but also her mother's!"

Chayce's cruel words sent shivers down Lindsey's spine.

"How do you plan on dealing with her brother?" Kendra asked.

"Easy," Chayce replied with a vicious grin. "Once I take full control over the Stewart family, I'll find an opportunity to put him behind bars."

Kendra giggled and arched her back to cooperate with Chayce's movements, eyes gleaming as though she was already celebrating imminent victory.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, and her expression darkened slightly. "I refuse to let this little bitch live a comfortable life! When you two get married, you'd better not sleep with her-even if you two share a room!"

Chayce planted his hands firmly on Kendra's waist and started thrusting in and out of her more violently. "What do you think I should do?" he asked, panting.

"Hmm... Ram into her car. Make it look like an accident. Whether she's killed or disabled for life, I'll leave it up to you!" In the middle of doing the deed, Kendra didn't forget to make plans for dealing with her stepdaughter. Her pretty face showed a look of ferocity at the thought of eliminating the woman she hated.

Sweating profusely, Chayce smiled at her and said, "Okay, whatever you say."

Seeing that the two were about to reach their climax, Lindsey quickly closed her eyes, wishing she could disappear.

Chayce and Kendra quickly got dressed and then glanced at Lindsey, who was lying still on the bed. Feeling unprecedentedly satisfied, the two left the room with a snicker.

Only when the door was shut behind them did Lindsey open her eyes again, tears streaming down her face, staining the bed sheets.

"I was so blind, Chayce Burton! I would've trusted you with my life, but it turns out you're just a heartless man who has been plotting against my family!"

Lindsey couldn't help but trembled from anger.

She tried to climb out of bed, eager to run away, but her feet felt like lead.

The effects of the drugs were too strong for her to even stand up!

Gritting her teeth, she struggled to reach for the fruit knife on the bedside table and then slashed her arm. Blood gushed out at once but the pain sobered her up a little.

As soon as she made it to her feet, she heard a commotion outside the door. Without thinking, she stumbled to the window and climbed out.

The next second, she heard Kendra's and Chayce's voices coming from the room she had just left.

"What the fuck? Where did she go? Did she run away?"

"She must not have gone far! If she doesn't sleep with someone tonight, the drug will kill her!"

With determination, Lindsey forced herself not to glance downward, gritting her teeth as she cautiously navigated from one windowsill to the next. Just as she secured a solid foothold, a hand abruptly extended from the neighboring room's window, covering her mouth and swiftly pulling her inside.

Losing her balance, Lindsey grabbed the man's collar subconsciously and the two fell to the floor together.

The man ended up on top of her.

His alluring pheromones filled Lindsey's nostrils, causing the fine hair on her arms to stand on end.

Her rational side wanted to tell him to get off of her, but the sound that escaped her lips was more of an erotic moan.

"Did Emilio send you?"

In the darkness, the man spoke to her in a mellow, unhurried voice, which sounded extremely pleasant to her ears.

Feeling incredibly restless, Lindsey planted her hands on his chest, where she felt his strong muscles through the thin fabric. Blood pumped through her veins rapidly, and the burning sensation grew even more unbearable.

She had no idea who this Emilio was, nor did she care.

What mattered right now was her survival.

"Are... Are you handsome?" she asked in a feeble, raspy voice.

Domenic Walsh frowned in displeasure.

Still, he humored her question. "I guess you could say I don't look that bad."

"Then at least, you're not ugly."

It was better to sleep with a handsome stranger than to have sex with some homeless man!

Lindsey reached up and cupped his cheeks, whispering, "Thank you."

The next moment, she raised her head and pressed her warm lips against his.

The aphrodisiac was so strong that the two of them made passionate love all night all over the suite, traversed from the floor to the sofa, from the bed to the balcony...

Pleasured moans and erotic gasps filled the room until the two finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

Lindsey didn't know how long she had slept. Peeling her eyes open, she immediately winced as she tried to sit up in bed. Her body was so sore from last night, covered in scandalous hickeys.

Just then, she noticed the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

Her eyes lit up. The man she had spent the night with was in the shower!

Fearing that he'd ask her to take responsibility for last night, she hurried to get dressed and then scrawled a note to thank him for helping her. Then, she placed the remaining spare change and jewelry on the bedside table as a token of gratitude, right next to the note.

Without a moment to lose, she slipped out the door and ran away from the hotel as fast as she could.

By the time Domenic emerged from the bathroom, she was long gone. He scanned the room, but it was the bloodstains on the bed sheet that caught his attention.

Seeing this, Domenic frowned slightly.

Then he shifted his gaze to the things she had left on the bedside table, and let out a chuckle.

He was the heir to the Walsh family, the CEO of the Vitality Group, and the hidden mastermind who held the economic reins of the city. How could that woman simply depart after using him for a night, leaving behind only a meager reward of less than five hundred dollars and a note?

Dealing with him was not that simple!

Ten minutes later, Domenic was standing straight with one hand in his pocket, the other holding a lit cigarette. He took a long drag and expelled the smoke slowly, eyeing the man bowing in front of him.

The young man, who was tied up, fell to his knees and sobbed, "I'm so sorry, Domenic. I did this for your own good. You're already twenty-eight years old, yet you've never had a girlfriend-you've never even flirted with a woman! I was getting worried about you, so... so I took it upon myself to help you out!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Domenic glanced at the bloodstains on the bed sheet and asked coldly, "What's the name of that woman?"

"What?" The young man, Emilio Howard, showed a look of confusion.

"What woman?"

Domenic had never so much as glanced at a woman in the past twenty years, which was why Emilio concluded that he played for the other team.

Emilio did send someone here last night, but it wasn't a woman-he had sent a man!

So, what woman was he talking about? Emilio's eyes widened in shock.

"Domenic, I-"

Before he could get another word out, Domenic cut him off abruptly with a swift kick to his shoulder.

"Check all the surveillance videos of last night," Domenic barked. "Find that woman, even if it means turning the whole city upside down. By the way, the person in charge of the project abroad just died of malaria. If you can't find that woman, I'll have you take over the project instead."

Emilio looked at the man who towered over him in shock and surprise, and it took him a long time to come to his senses.

He couldn't help but feel worried about that woman.

It was known to all that Domenic was like a cheetah. Whether his prey would live or die depended on his mood.

Whoever had slept with Domenic last night dared to just leave him the morning after. Whoever she was, she had guts!

*

The woman in question, Lindsey, took a taxi straight home.

Kendra and Chayce's vicious plan kept replaying in her mind. Furious, she clenched her fists so tightly that her nails pierced into her flesh.

No, she couldn't let them get away with this. She had to do something.

She had to expose their true colors!

After sorting out her thoughts, Lindsey returned home with a calm expression, as though nothing had happened.

As soon as she entered the house, her father, Benny Stewart, stood up from the sofa.

"Where were you last night? I called your teacher and was told that you never went back to your dormitory," he questioned in a low growl.

His angry eyes were bloodshot, and he was clearly a ticking time bomb.

"Benny, don't get mad. It's not healthy. Lindsey is still young, and she has a lot to learn." Kendra pretended to be considerate, urging Benny to calm down. Then, she looked at Lindsey with a feigned empathetic expression.

"Lindsey, please don't blame your father for being angry with you. After all, you're a girl, and we care about your safety. Do you know how anxious your father and I were when we learned that you never returned to your dorm? We were so worried that something bad might've happened to you. What should we have done if that were the case? It's not that we care about the reputation of our family; what we care about is you."

Kendra's eyes were filled with worry as she spoke. If Lindsey hadn't overheard Kendra plotting against her with Chayce last night, Kendra's "concerned parent" act would've fooled her.

But now, Lindsey was sober and knew exactly what Kendra was up to.

As expected, Kendra's words successfully added fuel to the flame, making Benny even more angry.

"Nonsense! You're already over twenty, yet you still act like a child! It seems I've spoiled you too much. Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Benny picked up a hard stick and swung it at Lindsey!

Just as the stick was about to land on her, Lindsey suddenly knelt down in front of Benny.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I went out to play cards with my friends last night and totally forgot about the time. I didn't know when my phone ran out of battery. I'm really sorry that I made you worry about me."

Stunned, Benny's hand, which was holding the stick, froze mid-air. In the past, Lindsey would never yield to him, no matter what happened. She'd always argue with him over anything and everything under the sun, so his relationship with her had always been strained.

So, what was going on now?

Lindsey knew what she was doing. Kendra was good at manipulating Benny into trusting her, and moreover, Lindsey didn't have any evidence about Kendra's plot. Even if she told her dad everything that happened last night, he would take Kendra's word over hers.

Thus, she decided to pretend to be obedient and do nothing for the time being while waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

"Dad, Kendra isn't my biological mom, so it's only natural that she doesn't know me that well. But you-you're my father. You should know me better, and I would never do anything that would damage our family's reputation!"

Tears welled up in Lindsey's eyes as she spoke, which made her look oh-so pitiful.

Although Benny and Lindsey's mother had been divorced for years, he had always been a dutiful father. So, when he heard Lindsey's sincere apology, his heart softened.

He put the stick away and said in a gentler tone, "Well, it's good that you've realized your mistake. Just don't do it again, okay? Now, get up."

Seeing Benny forgive Lindsey so easily made Kendra feel a tinge of displeasure. But now, she had to stick to the plan and pretend everything was fine, so she swallowed the resentment in her heart and forced a fake smile.

"See? I knew it was all just a misunderstanding. Lindsey is such a good girl; she wouldn't go about sleeping around like those slutty women. Right, Lindsey?"

Lindsey knew that she was implying something, but she managed to maintain her smile, though her eyes remained cold.

"By the way, Lindsey, your father wanted to tell you something." Kendra nudged Benny with her elbow and winked at him meaningfully.

Benny took a deep breath and sat back on the sofa.

Then he cleared his throat and said earnestly, "Lindsey, I've thought it through, and Kendra's right. I shouldn't force you to marry someone you don't like, nor should I keep you from marrying the man you do. Although Chayce comes from an ordinary family, you like each other. That's what matters."

Lindsey was stunned by her father's sudden change in attitude.

Her dad had always thought that Chayce was a man who would rely on powerful women to rise to the top, so he strongly opposed their union. Moreover, before she and Chayce even met, her dad had already selected a suitable husband material for her-the youngest son of the Ford family, Adrian Ford.

But Adrian was a playboy and was involved in a lot of gossip. Lindsey didn't want to marry someone like him and this had been a point of contention between her and her father.

"And just this morning, I heard that Adrian got into a fight with someone at a club-all for a prostitute. The scandal made headlines! I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I forced you to marry such a man." After letting out a sigh, Benny continued sincerely, "As long as Chayce treats you well, I'll no longer object to your relationship. When you have time, ask him to come over and we'll talk about the details of the engagement."

"What?! Engagement?" Lindsey was so shocked that she couldn't help but exclaim.

Benny nodded solemnly. "It's your birthday at the end of the month. Why don't you get engaged that day? We'll celebrate two things, and I'm sure the family will be so happy for you. You're not getting any younger. Hurry up and settle your marriage so that I won't have to worry about you all the time."

Then, it dawned on Lindsey. It seemed that Kendra had been planting seeds into Benny's mind whenever she was not at home.

Kendra seemed to be in such a hurry to make her marry Chayce, which couldn't be a good thing.

Lindsey mulled over the situation for a bit. She had been wondering how she'd find evidence against Kendra and Chayce, so why not play along until they made a mistake?

With a subtly smile tugging at the corners of her lips, Lindsey walked up to Benny, squatted in front of him, and held his hand.

"Thank you so much, Dad. I'm sorry that I always fought with you before. Don't worry. I will listen to you from now on."

Kendra breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Lindsey agree to get engaged. So far, it seemed that Lindsey had no idea that what happened yesterday was plotted by her and Chayce.

But... Where did Lindsey go last night? She managed to come home in one piece, which shouldn't have been possible after being drugged with such a high dosage. Kendra frowned, dubious as to whether she had spent the night with a man or not.

Suddenly, while Kendra was eyeing Lindsey, her gaze landed on a clear red mark on the side of Lindsey's neck. As an experienced woman, she knew clearly what it was.

Humph! Sure enough, her guess had been right.

Now, Kendra was certain that Lindsey ended up in someone's bed last night. She smiled as a plan formed in her mind.

As soon as Lindsey returned to her room, she rushed into the bathroom and tried washing off the marks on her body.

She felt unreconciled, having lost her virginity like this.

Damn it! This was all Kendra and Chayce's fault!

After taking a long shower, Lindsey settled down and started thinking about how to deal with the engagement party that'd be held at the end of the month.

She called a private detective that her friend had referred to her, asking him to secretly track Kendra's and Chayce's movements, collect evidence of their infidelity, and find out what they planned to do at the engagement party.

After arranging everything, she turned on her computer and posted a status message on her social media.

At the same time, in the Walsh Group's headquarters, Emilio rushed into Domenic's office excitedly.

"Domenic, I found her!"