Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1846

"Daughter can be given to him, but the wife is mine."

Colby planted a gentle kiss on Sophie's forehead and murmured, "You know I've done everything I can."

Feelings weren't something that came naturally to him. When their daughter was born, he couldn't quite wrap his head around the happiness that most people seem to experience. For him, it was always about Sophie. Only with her did he feel like a person with emotions, rather than some kind of robot.

He recalled his early years, when both his parents were still around. After being told he lacked emotions, they showered him with even more affection. But it was a sentiment he couldn't really grasp. Not until he met Sophie.

Back then, Sophie was just a sweet little girl. One day, he tagged along with his parents to visit the Russell family. Sophie was this rosy-cheeked, adorable child. That was the first time he felt the magic of life. Even after all these years, he never forgot that moment.

and there she was again. Adler mentioned she was Sophie, the Russell family's heiress. It hit him-she was that charming little girl from years ago. Maybe it was just curiosity, or perhaps an instant connection he felt when he first saw her. As he got to know her, he found himself falling for Sophie. This affection might not be what most people would recognize as love, but he knew she was as vital to him as air. He was like a man on the brink of drowning—and a drowning

same brilliance they had when she was younger. She looked at Colby and said, "We'll keep moving forward, no matter what. I'll

entwined as they savored each other's presence. A couple of drinks can make one lose themselves in

Leaning against her aching back, she sighed, "I'm too old for this.

you just enjoy." Sophie frowned, "No chance! Letting you take over is

in their forties like tigers, but she felt like Colby was the one who was truly insatiable. Adler once said Colby was the epitome of self-control, but from what Sophie could see, that was far from

catch me looking like this. At my

a shred of modesty around Colby. Whether it was the balcony, kitchen, living room, or bathroom, when love struck, they didn't hold back. But after her fortieth birthday, Sophie became more reserved. Fiona was growing up, and it wasn't as easy to pull the wool over her