One year, one love by Aurora Miller

Chapter 16

After three days of recuperation, the wounds on Doris’s back had mostly healed..

She decided to request a discharge slip from the doctor for the following day. Although the doctor advised her to rest for another two days, she persistently pleaded for an exception, assuring him that she was perfectly fine.

Seeing that her condition had indeed improved significantly, the doctor relented after a thorough check–up.

The thought of leaving the hospital tomorrow brightened Doris’s mood considerably. She wandered into the small garden behind the hospital, finding herself in a long corridor adorned with vibrant blooms. Spring had painted the world in bursts of color, and the sight was breathtakingly beautiful.

Doris sank onto a bench, closing her eyes as the gentle spring breeze brushed against her skin. The soothing warmth carried the faint fragrance of flowers, wrapping her in a cocoon of tranquility.

But the peace didn’t last. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her, blocking the sunlight and halting the breeze. Doris opened her eyes to find the person she least wanted to see–Ryan.

“Doris, fancy meeting you here,” Ryan said, his voice tinged with mockery as his eyes swept over her blue–striped hospital

“What’s this? Got yourself injured and ended up in the hospital?”

gown…

Doris didn’t dignify him with a response. Her immediate reaction was to stand and leave, but Ryan was quicker. He gripped her shoulder, forcing her back onto the bench.

“Ryan, don’t touch me,” she snapped, glaring at him with open disgust.

Unbothered, Ryan smirked and casually twirled a strand of her hair between his fingers. “You still smell the same–just like I remember, he said.

Doris felt a wave of humiliation crash over her. Yanking her hair out of his grasp, she shot him a scornful look. “I haven’t showered in three days.”

Ryan’s smirk only widened. “Doris, I came all this way just to see you. So, how does it feel to get whipped by a cane?” His voice dripped with mockery, the corners of his lips curling into a smug grin.

Doris’s eyes widened as her gaze snapped to his face. “How do you know about that?”

“Your brother told me,” Ryan taunted, his tone gleeful, his eyes sharp with malice. “All I wanted was for your dad to give you a little lesson. Who would’ve thought he’d go this far and land you in the hospital?

“You see, without me, you’re nothing. When you were with me, did your dad ever lay a hand on you?”

Doris’s fingers dug into the edge of the bench, her nails pressing against the wood as anger simmered beneath her calm facade. “Stop pretending to care, Ryan. These injuries are all thanks to you.”

“And yet,” Ryan said, his arrogance radiating from every pore, “you still think you can resist me? Stop fighting. In Hampstone, who can hold a candle to me?”

Doris raised a brow, her voice sharp and unyielding. “What, you think you can possibly compare to the Hartman family heir?”

The Watson family, while wealthy, was nowhere near the apex of Hampstone’s social hierarchy. At the very top stood the Hartman family–a storied dynasty with a legacy spanning more than a century, their wealth and influence unmatched.

Their ancestors had even held noble titles, making them true aristocrats.

Ryan’s expression faltered for a brief moment before he laughed, brushing off her remark. “Doris, did I mention that the Hartman heir happens to be a good friend of mine?

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the man in the photo you sent me. His name is Ryan Watson, the CEO of These

Ryan’s parents never approved of their relationship dengine the three years they were together. The Watson family has always favored

Martin, heiress to the Martin family fortune and their long–time family ally. Ryan’s mother even approached Mrs. Hartman personally to pressure her into ending

that Mrs. Hartman, realizing the Watson family would never accept her agreed to breakup settlement–one million dollars. Ever since, she’s

accident put him into a coma. But the timing seemed convenient, likely orchestrated to save face. Otherwise, how would it look if the future sister–in–law had

Not only did he lose the CEO position during his coma, but his girlfriend ended up

his expression practically begging for confirmation that the world

finally looked up, the corners of his lips curling into a faint, sardonic smile. “Ryan’s a cruel pragmatist. Marrying into the Martin family secured his position as CEO, giving him

Daniel agreed, his cynicism now matching Lewis’s. “To men like him,

desk buzzed, interrupting the conversation. Pressing the speaker button, Lewis heard his secretary, Alyssa Evans, announce. “Mr. Hartman, Ryan Watson, the CEO of Watson Group, is here for

it. Find an excuse to

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back in his chair, his expression unreadable save for the faint glint of disdain in his eyes. He wants to meet

approach Doris, a sharp pang of irritation clawed at him. In his eyes, Doris might not mean anything to him emotionally, but she was his wife

disrespected by her actions, or v cheated on, was

or worse,

being

already married, yet she still dares to tangle with Ryan? If she’s trying to play both sides, then her scheming runs

Ryan, he is already engaged to another woman, yet he’s still trying to meddle

say you wanted to meet him? Isn’t it the perfect chance now that the enemy is handing himself over on a silver platter?” Daniel was eager to see how Lewis

back in his chair, exuding an air of aloof superiority. “Do I seem that easy to meet? Don’t give him

approach. “You’re right,

cryptic smile playing at the corners

felt a chill of anticipation. Ryan has no idea what he’s up against. This is going to be brutal, he