Xander felt the pain. But he did not let go of her. He just chuckled in his low, deep voice.Abigail was speechless.She thought, 'What's he laughing at?'How can he laugh at a time like this?'After a long time, Xander finally stopped kissing her.Although Abigail could not see her own lips, she knew her lips must look terrible and that she could not show them in public.She lost the kissing battle. So, she raised her leg and wanted to step on his foot. But she could not bear to do it. Although she was very angry at him, she still could not do anything that might hurt him even a little.Xander held her flushed face. His piercing gaze shone unwaveringly at her through his silver-rimmed glasses. He did not allow her to look away from him. "Tell me, what's the relationship between you and that man?"Abigail pursed her swollen, painful lips. She blinked her dreamy eyes as she gently said, "I told you I don't know him. Why did you ask me again if you had believed me?"Although she
As Abigail continued speaking, she was angrier and felt increasingly unfairly treated. "When he broke up with me, he made it clear that we should act as if we never knew each other if we ever meet again. I did that. I didn't lie to you. Why did you call me a little liar?"There were tears in her eyes. But she refused to let them fall. Xander was extremely heartbroken when he saw it. He responded, "You're not a little liar. I was wrong."As usual, he was quick to apologize. He could always give Abigail boundless strength with just a sentence to give her the courage to face unfairness and criticism.Their collaboration with Supermoon Tech had just begun. They had to frequently meet Ben in the days to come for a long period of time.Abigail wanted to tell Xander what happened in the past at once to prevent any future misunderstandings and him from acting irrationally again.Abigail slowly calmed down. She continued, "And I want to tell you that he was the one who took the initiative
Keith thought, 'Why are they so impatient?'Can't they just wait a little longer?'They don't even close the door. Aren't they afraid of being seen by others?'While he was cursing them for being shameless in his mind, he attentively closed the door for them to make it easier for them to do things other than work.Fortunately, Xander's office had great soundproofing. Otherwise, it would be difficult to keep what happened a secret. After all, there were many people working in the secretary department. Someone could pass by the office at any time.Usually, men like Xander could easily get the women they wanted. And no one would dare to speak ill of them behind their backs.Many bosses with similar status as Xander had many mistresses. Their wives knew about it. But they did not mind that at all.Or perhaps, they were bothered. But they believed they could not do anything about it. So, they decided not to take any action.Although Xander was married, having an affair with his assi
Luna smiled coldly as she said, "I'm Abigail's closest colleague? You've overestimated me. She's never opened her heart to me."Abigail's personality made it hard for her to make a close friend. But once she did, she would treat that person wholeheartedly for a lifetime.Indeed, Abigail merely treated Luna as her colleague. They would politely greet each other when they met in the office. They would work together on tasks that required them to collaborate. Their interactions were strictly confined to work-related matters.Abigail and Luna never had any interaction outside of work.They merely had each other's work contact numbers. Luna completely did not know whether Abigail would post her personal life update on her social media.Luna admired Abigail's ability and for being more capable than her. She had always wanted to be friends with Abigail.Initially, she thought she could become close friends with Abigail. After all, there were over a hundred people working in the CEO Secr
Abigail said, "Mr. Zane, where are our grandmothers staying now? Give me the address. I'll drive there myself later."Xander replied, "You didn't drive here today."Abigail said, "I'll take a taxi then."Xander questioned, "Is my car dangerous?"Abigail awkwardly scratched her head. "It'd be bad if someone sees that."Xander asked, "Haven't you been in my car before?""I have. But..." Abigail had no other intentions in the past, so she had felt at ease. But now, she felt guilty and that was why she felt that everyone would look at her differently.However, Xander did not allow her to be a coward. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her.Abigail was so frightened that she screamed. She instinctively put her arms around his neck. She was afraid that she would fall.Xander chuckled. He then walked toward the CEO's private elevator with Abigail in his arms.Abigail felt safe when she knew Xander was holding her securely. She made a brief attempt to break free. "Mr. Za
The Zane residence, a standalone villa, nestled tranquilly by the lakeside. It boasted a three-story structure with two basement levels, not to mention the sprawling yard, its boundary stretching to include the entire lakeside greenery to the right. While the total area of the Zane residence could not quite match Xander's current residence at Monsoon Villa, it remained a symbol of absolute luxury, an embodiment of many people's ultimate aspiration.Adjacent to the yard entrance, parking spaces were occupied with a variety of vehicles catering to Margaret's diverse outings. A cobblestone path, roughly three feet wide, meandered toward the main building, an array of meticulously maintained roses serving as a charming edging. The yard, a spectacle of lights and adornments, was strewn with heart symbols and horseshoes at every nook and cranny, traditional symbols of love and good fortune. Small banners, carrying wishes of "everlasting love" and "blessings for a family", were scattered all
Esther was an effervescent, warm personality, a stark contrast to her brother's more aloof, reticent demeanor. It was as if they were cast from entirely different molds."Abigail, Abigail..." Esther called out, each mention louder than the last, as she enveloped Abigail in a tight hug. "Finally, I can call you my sister-in-law, no need for secrets anymore."Blushing with the novelty of being called "sister-in-law", Abigail's delicate cheeks tinged with pink. "You knew about this all along?"Esther clung to Abigail. "Not really. I only found out just before Easter that you're my sister-in-law."With a side-glance at Xander, Abigail pouted. "So, I was the only one out of the loop this whole time?"Esther shot back, "I didn't want to hide it from you. It was my brother who stopped me from telling you. Otherwise, you would've known sooner.""Ahem..." Xander adjusted the silver rim of his glasses. "Sorry about that."Esther, bolstered by Abigail's presence, dared to tease her brother
In a rush, Abigail said, "Grandma, I can walk by myself. There's no need for him to lead me.""Silly girl, of course you can," Margaret replied with a tender touch, ruffling Abigail's hair. "Here in Florivera, we have a tradition. On her formal entry into the house, a new bride is always carried through the front door by her husband. It's a symbol to ward off any future ill-treatment."Such traditions also echoed back in Abigail's hometown of North Florivera. For instance, on her wedding day, the bride would elevate herself; the higher, the better, signifying her high status in her new family. However, Abigail, living in a modern age, found little belief in these old customs. She saw marriage as a pact of mutual respect and support, a partnership of equals. But, considering Margaret's convictions and her best intentions, Abigail chose to humor her.Xander was not a believer in such rules either, but he respected the faith of others. And truth be told, carrying his wife was a delight