"I'm an emotionless machine?" Xander smiled. He then stretched his hand to take the cigarette Ron offered him. He lit it up and smoked two puffs.He had not smoked for such a long time. He was a little not used to the smoke irritating his throat when he smoked now. He said, "Are you the only one who sees me this way, or the few of you see me this way too?""It's not just us who see you this way. Everyone in the world who knows the name Xander Zane sees you this way." Ron raised his head to look at the sky.There were many tall buildings in this city. He could not see the starry sky. He could only see the light from the streetlamps above him. "Xander, you were sixteen years old that year. Or how old were you? Anyway, you were under eighteen.""Age has nothing to do with whether a person is ruthless or not." Xander knew what Ron wanted to say. It had been many years since that incident. And no one dared to mention it in front of him all these years. They only dared to discuss it behi
Xander said, "Two years ago after I registered my marriage with Abigail, I shouldn't have abandoned her and ignored her. If I were given another chance, I surely wouldn't allow her to suffer such a grievance."Ron was extremely speechless. "What kind of regret is this? If you say you regret not sleeping with her immediately, even that's more convincing than what you just said. By the way, you'll be twenty-nine by the end of this year. I'm very curious if you ever had any intimate experiences."No matter how Ron mocked him, or mentioned that disgusting man in front of him, Xander could still tolerate it. The only thing that he could not tolerate was Ron making this kind of cheap joke about Abigail.His eyes were gloomy instantly. They were filled with killing intent. "Ron, my Abigail isn't someone you can insult.""I'm sorry. I said the wrong thing," Ron apologized. But his facial expression did not show the attitude of someone who genuinely apologized. "You do know how to protect s
"Sure, Abigail and I are good friends. We hang out when we can." Mallory let out a breath of relief. 'Just as I thought, as soon as Abigail comes into the conversation, Xander gets a bit chattier.'Xander adjusted the silver-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, his gaze still fixed on Mallory's eyes. At first glance, they bore some resemblance to Abigail's, but upon closer inspection, they were completely different. Abigail's eyes were more than just attractive; their clarity and brightness, like a brilliant galaxy contained within, made them utterly captivating.Mallory, misinterpreting Xander's gaze as disbelief in her claim, flustered, then pulled out her phone. "If you don't believe that Abigail and I are friends, I can call her right now so you can talk to her."Xander averted his eyes. "At this hour, she'd be asleep. Don't bother her."Mallory exhaled in relief and obediently responded, "Okay, I'll heed your advice. I won't disturb Abigail." Xander opened the car door, prepari
"Heh..." A chuckle escaped her, but it soon transformed into silent tears that welled up and spilled over.Upon seeing this, Liam could not help but voice his concern, "Ms. Guzman, are you alright?"Wiping away her tears, Mallory shook her head. "I'm fine. Just got some sand in my eyes from the wind."She did not want to elaborate, and Liam did not push. It was one of the basic professional courtesies of a driver.Just as Liam's car pulled away, a red sports car roared toward Xander. In the dead of night, the engine's rumble thundered like a threat to perforate one's eardrums. The car seemed to barrel straight toward him, yet Xander did not flinch, neither his towering figure nor his eyes moved. With a screeching halt, the car stopped mere inches away from him. Ron rolled down the window."Xander, not even scared, are you?"Xander scoffed coldly, "The one capable of scaring me hasn't been born yet. You said you were leaving; why are you still here?" Intimidation had never worked
Abigail lived in an area where the buildings were weathered and old, remnants of the bygone days, but it was undeniably smack-dab in the city center. From this area to the Guzman residence, the distance was quite manageable. With fewer cars in the late hours, one could make the trip in less than half an hour.Once the car came to a smooth stop in front of the Guzman residence, Mallory hesitated to exit. Liam waited for a moment before saying, "Ms. Guzman, we've arrived."Mallory turned her doe-like eyes to him. "Liam, could you please make a U-turn up ahead before I step out?""Sure." Liam drove a few yards further, made the turn at the intersection, and brought the car back to the Guzman residence. "Ms. Guzman, I need to go pick up Xander," he said, his tone gentle, not overtly asking her to hurry up and leave, but the message was clear.Mallory bit her lip and took a deep breath of the crisp air. "Liam, could you please roll down the rear window and wait for a minute after I get
He yanked her forward, into the brightest pool of light within the room, scrutinizing the marks on her neck with a hawk-like intensity. They looked somewhat like a lover's kiss, and yet akin to a bite. "Did Xander do this?"The ploy had worked, and Mallory heaved a sigh of relief. Feigning shyness, she hurriedly tugged at her collar to cover the marks. "Ah, this-this, I-I-I—"Impatient, Max cut her off, "What's with the act of innocence? I'm asking if Xander made these marks."Nodding, Mallory replied, "You once told me, nobody but him could touch me. I didn't dare forget."Her compliance put Max in high spirits. "How far have you two progressed? Has he taken you yet?""No..." Mallory stammered, biting her lip shyly. "He almost did... I was so scared, I struggled, and then he stopped."Max's face turned instantly cold, and he roughly grabbed her hair. "Are you useless? You're scared of that? Look at yourself! He desires you, and you dare reject him?"With her hair pulled taut, M
Mallory was acutely aware that if Max discovered her deceit, her life would be forfeit. But she had no intention of dying, not just yet. Even if every day was a torment, she wanted to keep living, for where there was life, there was hope. She knew life was a one-time offering, and once snuffed out, there were no second chances. Death would leave her with nothing.Drawing in a shaky breath, Mallory hauled herself up from the floor, her body weak and trembling. She needed to win over Xander, and she needed to do it before Max found out the truth. The only person who could help her now was Abigail. With the thought of Abigail in mind, Mallory immediately fished out her phone and sent a message via WhatsApp.Mallory: [I heard you have some time off. I'd love to take you out for lunch, maybe do some shopping in the afternoon. What do you say?] Given the late hour, Mallory did not expect a response. But as soon as she set her phone down, it pinged with a new message.Abigail: [Sorry, I ha
Abigail thought, 'Why did parents put such ideas into their child's head when their child was still a kid?''Back then I felt that the feelings Mallory had for Xander were overly abnormal. He'd never treated her well. And he didn't even remember what she looked like. I thought perhaps she was a masochist, or else she wouldn't constantly think about marrying him.'But now I got to know that the root of the problem is actually her family.'Abigail pondered before typing: [Mallory, you've said they told you that when you were very young. You've grown up now. You're a person with your own thoughts. You can just forget about what they've told you. Forget about Xander and live your life well.]Mallory smiled dolefully as she replied: [Abigail, it's not that I don't want to. It's that I can't]Abigail asked: [Do you have something that you can't tell?]Mallory: [No. All right, I'll stop bothering you. You should sleep now.]Abigail did not ask further: [Okay. You should rest early too.