Marrying into the Bamford family was the ultimate aspiration for girls from elite backgrounds. It promised a life of opulence and boundless wealth, thanks to the Bamfords’ unparalleled influence in both government and private business.
Fortunately, Leilani stood out among the rest and successfully became the wife of Waylen Bamford, a man who possessed not only striking looks but also remarkable business acumen. Deeply in love with her husband, Leilani made every effort to become the perfect wife. However, Waylen’s arrogance led him to treat her no better than a servant, despite her attempts to seduce him using various methods.
One fateful day, Leilani found herself on the brink of drowning in an accident, which left her utterly disillusioned. Determined, she firmly demanded a divorce. Waylen, however, dismissed her request as another ploy to gain attention. Moreover, the Bamford family could not bear the scandal that a divorce would bring.
Leilani’s unwavering insistence piqued Waylen’s curiosity. What fate awaits them? Let’s delve into their story below.
Leilani is done groveling to Mrs. Florence Bamford. The old woman has always disrespected her and mistreated her, and Leilani refuses to respect her just because of her status. Ever since she married Waylen, Florence Bamford has been nothing but vicious toward Leilani in an attempt to ruin the marriage. “Well, I’ll be divorcing Waylen…
“Don’t think I’ve gone soft,” he says, “Grandmother disciplined you because of me.” Carefully, Waylen fills the spoon with soup and raises it to Leilani’s mouth. She turns her face away in mute protest. He grabs her chin, “I’ll punish you if you don’t obey me.” Waylen stares at her and his eyes seem to…
Though his answer is vague, he means that he’s not interested sensually. “And what about Leilani?” Leonie challenges. “Don’t speak to me about Leilani,” he says, his voice becoming dangerous. “Why shouldn’t I? There’s a persistent rumor that they were childhood sweethearts,” Leonie says, “You never made any effort to correct it so I thought…
She tastes the sauce and is surprised to find that it’s actually decent. She’s about to send another picture to Charles when she hears a familiar voice. “What are you doing now?” She slides the phone back into her pocket before he can see who she’s messaging. Waylen wraps his arms around her from behind…
“Greetings, everyone. I hope I’m not intruding,” Charles says politely. The servants can’t help but stare at him. He’s an important and good-looking man, but his humble temperament and refined manners are a sharp contrast to Waylen’s proud demeanor and demanding attitude. “We were all trying to guess who Grandfather was bringing home,” Leonie says…
The pleasant odor of tea fills the living room. Leilani sits on the luxurious jacquard couch and Charles kneels in front of her to take her pulse. It is as silent as a grave. Leilani’s hand rests on a white napkin with her wrist facing upwards. The delicate blue veins stick out against her fair…
“Miss Summer, what’s the matter?” she asks. “How sweet of you to see Dr. Meyer off at the gate,” Leonie says, “You seemed reluctant to part from him—the two of you made such a touching picture!” Leilani crosses her arms; she refuses to tolerate Leonie’s scheming. Leilani has no patience Leonie after the other woman…
She’s wearing a royal blue outfit styled like pajamas. The pills Charles gave her are in the pocket, and she knows she’ll be in huge trouble if they’re found. “Are you too ashamed to hand over the pills?” Leonie glances proudly at Leilani and stares meaningfully at the pocket of her pajama top. “What if…
Waylen turns to Leonie, “I want to see your apology on Facebook by tomorrow.” “Waylen, I saw Dr. Meyer give her birth control pills, and I saw her put them in her pocket. I know they’re there! Perhaps she’s hidden them somewhere else!” Leonie reaches for Leilani’s collar with the intention to search inside her…
The warm water steams as it pours over their heads and catches the light like luminous diamonds. Leilani pushes him away and says in a harsh tone, “Go away! I’ll shower myself.” Waylen doesn’t object. He releases her and grabs a towel, rubbing his hair dry as he leaves the bathroom. Leilani doesn’t know if…