Perhaps she was curious. Perhaps a circuit had gone wrong on her head. She subtly looked up and stole a glance at him… after which she could no longer look away.She was imprisoned by the deep yet complicated emotion in his eyes.There was tenderness, affection, infatuation, and… what else was there?She looked through her mind for all the words she had learned before, trying to pin her finger on it… but she searched all of her memories and still could not find anything that fit.Slowly, con
“Then do you remember? There is no such person as Jane Dunn anymore.” She replied with the words he had used back then. The Dunns no longer had a daughter named Jane.“Nice to meet you, Mr. Stewart. I’m a convict, a murderer, a great sinner.”The man lowered his head without a word and eventually sighed. He reached his hand toward her again and said, “Will you really, truly never feel anything for me again?”When he asked that question, her heart gave a huge shudder. Why? He had not really sa
"This was just a game, and you're just a toy. "Mrs. Stewart should be elegant, gentle, wise, beautiful, and generous. You are none of those."He said, "I've grown tired of you."She should be happy, but her whole body was shaking.Right now, she did not know if she was feeling pleasure or pain. Was it release, or was it something else?"See, Jane Dunn? You're still as easily affected as ever. I talked about the past with you, and you got caught up in the memories. "See? I told you I at
Michael Luther barged into Stewart Old Manor."You were the one behind it, weren't you?"Without any warning or context, he yelled at Old Master Stewart, who was idly sipping his tea. "You come here out of nowhere… just to show your grandfather this disrespect?" Old Master Stewart put his teacup down, his old face turning hard."You were the one who put the butler Summers to it, weren't you?"Otherwise, he would never have dared, would he?""What do you mean? What did I make Summers do?"
Old Master Stewart wanted to say, "of course not", but before he could say the words on his tongue, he saw the plea in Michael's eyes. Tugging at the corners of his mouth, he raised his old brows."Sure. Of my two grandsons, one is beyond help. "As for you… As long as you stop obsessing over her, I promise that I'll let her go."Michael gave the old man a long look and steeled his heart. "You better keep your promise, Grandpa.""I always keep my word."Michael nodded. "This is the last tim
“So you did come here today to discuss the old man with me?” The man on the bed chuckled, clear disbelief in his eyes. “Michael Luther, the old man isn’t afraid of me dying. He has another grandson to inherit his throne.”Michael laughed ironically.“Do you really think I was to go back to the Stewarts? The place is filthy.”“You don’t want Stewart Industries?” Sean said coldly. “Well, in that case, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.”“Stewart Industries, huh.” Michael swept his gaze across
“Won’t you meet her again?“It could be for the last time.”As his friend, Elior did not want to say something so depressing and pessimistic, but as a doctor, he knew very well how low his friend’s chances were.“No… I won’t.” The man turned to look outside the window. “She hates me. I always knew that.”“You…” Elior wanted to ask why he had to torment himself so, but then he thought it over and decided to respect his friend’s decision. “You’ve been getting sleepier, right? Why didn’t you te
"Jane, Erhai isn't paradise. Your so-called peace is only escapism," Alora said solemnly. She should not be saying all this, but she was seeing some things that the people involved could not see. Perhaps the picture always looked clearer from the outside. Perhaps not.Even so, she could clearly see that Jane was hesitating. Three years ago, she had helped Jane run away because she sincerely wanted Jane to live a peaceful life from then on. A lot changed in three years. She had matured a