"Watch out for the broken porcelain, my girl. It's okay to get angry, but I'll be sad if you get hurt."Was this person monitoring her?Could he see her every move?Staring at the shattered teapot in the corner, Misty felt a cold sensation from the soles of her feet to her scalp. She stared blankly with wide eyes, unable to react.Was this person the devil?"Who are you? Come out! Stop hiding! Where are you?" Unable to contain herself, she shouted into the air, frantically searching every corner of the living room as if she had gone mad.The maid had already distanced herself due to Misty's furious outburst.She was the only person present in the entire living room, making the situation even more terrifying.Her face turned pale, and her mind felt like it was on the verge of breaking. "Come out, show yourself!"She was terrified.It was as if there were omnipresent eyes somewhere, watching her and observing her madness and fear.Displaying a gaze of joy, the watcher se
How could Misty explain this?If she told the truth, Cedric would know about the man who died in prison. He absolutely couldn't let anyone know that she genuinely wanted to kill Ramona and had taken action to make it happen.However, maintaining silence felt somewhat off."Misty? What are you thinking?"Seeing her lost in thought, Cedric felt helpless and gently tapped her nose.His sharp eyes fixed on her face as he whispered, "In the haven of my embrace, how can your thoughts stray?""I … I'm not thinking about anything …" Misty's eyes shimmered as she adopted a tender pose, resting against his chest and murmuring, "Cedric, why did you come here?"She caught a faint scent—like the roses that bloomed in the manor. It had a strong presence without being overwhelming, adding a touch of charm.Her expression suddenly darkened, and a hint of resentment surged in her eyes.This was definitely not the fragrance Cedric usually used.She knew the mixture of tobacco and cologne
"You miss me or just miss having me in bed?" Cedric dismissed the odd feeling within him as he laughed lightly.He effortlessly lifted her up, smirking, "My dear, you brought this upon yourself."As they exchanged kisses, the pair entered the Emerson manor, heading straight upstairs.The accompanying bodyguards and drivers exchanged subtle glances, opting to stay silent and avoid delving into their employers' private matters.…Meanwhile, Andrew proudly led Hannah through a bustling shopping mall. His face radiated satisfaction. His time off was limited, and he needed to reserve some for their impending wedding. Soon, he'd be back at the military academy.His victory over his siblings afforded him the opportunity to take Hannah out."Did you drag me out just to go shopping? In the academy, everything is standardized. You can't bring these things back," Hannah said as she looked at him.In the academy, military life dictated everything. From food to clothing, it was all unif
Andrew complained, "You look fantastic in anything. You can mix and match every day. It'd be perfect."Not allowing him the chance for extravagance, Hannah made her selections independently.Suddenly, a voice rang out, "Ms. Emerson."The voice was soft and fragile with a touch of sorrow.Just hearing the voice made Andrew involuntarily shiver.Impatience furrowed his brow as he glanced in the direction of the voice.Now, he stood tall, his well-toned muscles emanating a reassuring strength. While he had initially carried a fierce and aggressive demeanor, the added vitality from his military experience gave him a formidable presence.When he came face to face with Catherine, he unintentionally sent a shiver down her spine with just his gaze. As she felt his eyes on her, her face paled slightly, and she took a step back.Seeing her, a hint of coldness appeared in Hannah's eyes.She was flooded with unpleasant memories, particularly the chilling moments from her past life.
Catherine and Nigel seemed like a perfect match. However, upon seeing Hannah's reaction, Catherine couldn't help feeling dissatisfied as she widened her eyes, "Is this all? Don't you have anything else to say?""Ms. Langley, curb your expectations. Our families aren't close, and we're not in a hurry to hand out our financial blessings. Dream on! Now that I earn my own money, I understand the struggle of it. Why should we entertain your baseless request? Is it because of your looks or your audacity?" Andrew sneered, unable to contain himself."I'm not!" Catherine retorted. Her eyes turned red with frustration.She glanced around and, with a hint of sorrow, said, "Ms. Emerson, I'm already two months pregnant with Nigel's child. I hope to be with him. I'm begging you, can you please let go of Nigel?"This declaration caught the attention of the onlookers. All eyes turned to Hannah, waiting for her reaction.It played out like a storyline where the primary wife, in desperation, turn
Andrew, now a far cry from his former weak self who was prone to losing fights, had undergone rigorous training in military school.His physique had become more robust. His combat skills had soared.With two swift kicks, Nigel clutched his stomach. His face was pallid as he sprawled on the ground. He was unable to speak."Stop!" Catherine rushed over, panicked, and stood between them, pleading, "Don't hit him! Please, stop!"Despite his anger, Andrew couldn't bring himself to harm a pregnant woman. He growled, "Watch your mouth, you piece of trash! Hannah is not someone you can cling to."Nigel glared at Andrew with resentment. His face was drained of color, and blood pooled in his mouth."Are you okay, Nigel? Do you feel pain anywhere?" Catherine sobbed, her voice choked with tears."Don't worry, he won't die. I didn't go all out. I'm not going to leave any obvious injuries. But he'll be in pain for sure." Andrew rolled his eyes, still filled with rage.Observing Andre
"I don't need your fake kindness, and I don't need you to speak for me! Sooner or later, Nigel will see your true colors! Right now, he's just deceived by you. I'll keep waiting for the day he realizes the truth!" Catherine bit her lip, eyes reddening with anger. Well, she genuinely thought she was in some tragic drama."If you love him so much, why did you come to me today? Isn't it because you insisted on showing me your pregnancy test results and asking me to support you? And now that I'm speaking up for you, you feel insulted?" Hannah asked as she was curious.This was absurd."You! Don't push me too far! I don't need your charity. Don't think you can hide your true colors forever! You'll be exposed!" Catherine's face turned pale and was filled with sorrow and anger.Was she just lashing out in embarrassment?Hannah chuckled, "What's the hurry? Did I bully you? Is this just because I described the things you've done?" Sometimes, she really didn't understand her thought
As if she had finally found an outlet for her pent-up emotions, Catherine appeared to shift all her resentment onto Hannah.Her expression twisted as she shouted sharply, "It's all because of you, you sly fox! It's your existence that made Nigel refuse to fulfill our engagement that turned everything into this mess. It's all your fault!"Why couldn't she just disappear?Why did she have to show up in front of Nigel, robbing him of his soul?It was all this cunning fox's fault. She intentionally flirted with him to climb the social ladder, turning her engagement into a joke!She could have grown up as she wished, then married her Prince Charming. It was all ruined by Hannah!"Because of me?" Hannah sneered, saying with contempt, "Haven't you heard clearly? Your so-called lover has always treated you like a sister. Even without me, there would have been other women, but none of them would be you.""You're talking nonsense! Nigel and I have been engaged since childhood. We were d