"After that incident, I allowed Abigail to return to Florivera to continue her studies, and that caused many people who had nothing to do with us to be dissatisfied.""After Abigail left, many people came to me and said that Abigail had lost her innocence and her reputation was ruined all across North Florivera, so I should just marry her off to a random person. They said that there was no longer any need for Abigail to continue her studies, and no matter how academically accomplished she was, no one would want a filthy woman."At the same time, those people even introduced an old and cruel serial domestic abuser. That man's ex-wife had committed suicide by drowning herself in the river because of his abuse."Those people wanted to introduce my Abigail to such a man, saying that the man was willing to take Abigail as his wife and for Abigail to know her place."At that time, I was so angry I chased them out with a broom, and they didn't dare to come to my door again. However, the r
"You can just speak your mind, Grandma.""How do you plan to deal with that Daisy Gardner?" Cassandra asked."You seem to be very concerned about this person, Grandma," Xander replied."There aren't many people with the name Gardner, and I used to know a person named Gardner, and by sheer coincidence, her name is also Daisy Gardner. Do you have a photo of this person? If you do, let me have a look. I want to see if she's the person I know.""Give me a moment, Grandma." Immediately after, Xander sent Malcolm a message: [Send me Daisy Gardner's picture.]It was past 4:00 a.m, and according to Malcolm's routine, he should be fast asleep right now, and he would not see the message as it is.Ignoring that he would disturb Malcolm, Xander immediately gave him a call, and the call quickly connected, but the person answering was not Malcolm, but a woman's voice.The woman's voice was coquettish. "My, Malcolm, what sort of boor is calling you at this hour?""Anyone who dares to call me
He handed the phone to Cassandra. "Grandma, take a look. Is this the Daisy you know?"Cassandra took the phone and stared at the picture, looking closely, finally patting her chest in relief. "Thank goodness it's not the Daisy I know. Thank goodness it's not...""Grandma, who is the Daisy you know?" Xander thought he knew the answer. But he wanted to hear it from Cassandra herself."An old friend." Cassandra did not want to talk about Daisy anymore, so she quickly changed the subject. "Xander, I sent Abigail away because I need to talk to you about something important. It's something I can't tell Abigail.""Go ahead, Grandma."Cassandra said, "The doctor keeps telling me I'm getting better, but I feel like my health is getting worse, and I don't have much time left. Abigail's mother left her when she was little, and her father died in a car crash. Now, I'm the only family she has, and I support her in every way. If something happened to me, she wouldn't be able to handle it. You h
Abigail felt guilty. "I'm really not a good granddaughter. Grandma has hinted so clearly, and I just thought she was urging me to have a baby. I never thought that the reason she was eager for me to have a child was for myself. She was worried about leaving me alone, afraid I won't be able to take care of myself," she said.Xander said, "It's not too late to know now. I'll give you a few days off to spend time with her."Abigail asked, "So, should I thank you, Mr. Zane?"Xander replied, "Stop being sassy; go find Grandma now.""Okay." Abigail turned to leave but stopped. "Don't tell Grandma about the poisoning. She's old and gets scared easily. I'm worried it might frighten her.""Maybe she's braver than you think," Xander replied."Did you tell her?" Abigail asked."Do I look that foolish to you?" Xander responded."Who knows?" Abigail snapped back at him. She turned to run but was pulled back by Xander.He looked at her, his face serious. "Abigail, there's something else I n
After Abigail's father passed away, she had trouble sleeping at night. She would finally fall asleep, only to be woken up by nightmares. She could only rest a bit more by sleeping in her grandmother's arms and listening to her hum a lullaby."Grandma..." Abigail called."Hmm?" Cassandra replied."Grandma..." she said again."Abigail, I'm here," Cassandra said, knowing why Abigail kept calling her. She answered each call to make Abigail feel safe."Grandma, let's sleep," Abigail said."Alright, let's sleep," Cassandra agreed.Maybe because she felt safe, Abigail soon fell into a deep sleep. Cassandra looked at her peaceful face, gently touched it, and said, "Silly girl, after all these years, nothing's changed. When you're scared, you want to sleep with me."Feeling uncomfortable in her sitting position, Cassandra moved slightly. Just as she moved, Abigail's eyes flew open, and she mumbled, "Grandma..."Cassandra said, "I'm here, Abigail. Go back to sleep."In her sleep, Abiga
After washing up, Abigail came out of the bathroom to find that Susanna had pulled the dining table next to Cassandra's sickbed, and the table was loaded with food. There was easy-to-digest soup for Cassandra, and hearty dishes like steak and potatoes that Abigail loved. Just by looking at the food, one could see Susanna's genuine care. She treated Abigail and Cassandra as if they were her own family, even going above and beyond for Abigail, wishing to give her the best things in the world.The night before, Margaret had prepared many gifts for Abigail. Susanna had also prepared some, but her gifts were at Monsoon Villa, and Abigail had to wait until she returned there to see them.Susanna first served Cassandra a bowl of chicken soup. "Madam, the soup is a bit hot. Let it cool for a couple of minutes before you drink it. Don't burn yourself.""Okay." Cassandra looked at Susanna. "Thank you for taking care of Abigail so well this past year."Susanna felt quite guilty when she thoug
Margaret nodded in agreement. "Yep."Abigail was at a loss for words. She finished her meal under the watchful eyes of her three elders, feeling so full she could hardly walk.After the meal, Cassandra felt fine and wanted to go home to rest. Abigail spoke to the doctor. Xander had told them to do whatever Cassandra wanted. If she wanted to go home to rest, the doctors would go with her. Abigail felt bad about troubling the doctors this way, but her grandmother's comfort was the most important thing to her.After returning to the Zane residence, Cassandra felt a little tired and fell asleep shortly after lying down. With her grandmother asleep, Abigail had nothing to do, so she took out her phone and sent a message to Xander, who she had not seen all day.Abigail: [What are you up to?]She sent the message and waited for a while. But she did not get a reply from Xander. Abigail thought for a moment and sent a second message.Abigail: [Grandma and I are back at the Zane residence.
Xander, dressed in his usual white shirt and black trousers, was standing elegantly next to his car. His eyes, framed by silver glasses, were focused on Abigail as she ran toward him, looking both serious and caring.As she got closer, Abigail felt a little shy, so she slowed down and walked toward him. "What did you call me out for?" she asked.It was a hot day, and Abigail had run so fast that her cheeks were flushed, making her look especially cute. Xander smiled and tousled her hair, saying, "Get in the car. I'm taking you somewhere.""Where?" Abigail asked, hiding her hands behind her back. "It's so hot out, my hands are sweaty."Xander knew she was using this excuse to avoid holding hands, but he did not point it out. He opened the front passenger door for her first, letting her get in, then he sat in the driver's seat and slowly drove away from the neighborhood.They had been driving for about ten minutes, and Abigail was sitting quietly in the front passenger seat without
Emma turned and dashed into the bathroom. She cranked the faucet on and splashed water on her face, aiming to soothe her nerves.Although they were engaged, they were still too young, with countless uncertainties looming over their future. The possibility of actually walking down the aisle was up in the air.Decisions made in a rush of happiness could eventually become sources of regret. And Emma knew all too well that she couldn't afford any regrets.She thought that fortunately, Ron hadn't pushed things further, which gave her time to cool off.After freshening up, Emma stepped out to find Ron on the balcony, a cigarette in hand.She couldn't resist chiding him, "I've told you to cut down on smoking. Why can't you seem to remember?"This time, Ron complied, snuffing out the cigarette. "We should get some sleep. We've got to put our best foot forward when we meet your family tomorrow.""Okay, I'll sleep on the couch. You take the bed," Emma responded.Ron simply replied, "As y
Ron looked at her dawdling pace with disdain. "If you, a lady, can handle it, why can't I, a grown man, stay?"His words sounded noble, but Ron regretted them the moment they arrived at the hotel.Despite now earning a decent income, Emma was still reluctant to spend money.This place was hardly a hotel; it was clearly a budget inn charging only a few dozen bucks a night. The hygiene was questionable at best, and safety seemed like a gamble.Ron turned on his heel, dragging her suitcase behind him. "We're leaving, now.""It's too late, and we can't get a refund for the room.""Are you trying to get us killed?"Emma fell silent, her thoughts a whirlwind of frustration. 'I told him he wouldn't be used to cheap places. He insisted on coming with me, and now he won't even let me stay here alone. Why is he so annoying?'However, considering Ron had rushed over in the middle of the night to help her, Emma decided not to hold it against him.Ron picked the best hotel in the area—the
Rebekah glanced over at Ron; she exchanged a knowing look with him before saying, "I'll have someone tidy up the rooms. Why don't you two stay here tonight and keep me company?"Ron replied simply, "Sure."Emma had purchased a midnight flight back to South Florivera, necessitating a rush to the airport, which made staying over after dinner impossible.Yet, she found herself at a loss for words, struggling to decline Rebekah's kind offer.As she hesitated, Ron stepped in to clear the air. "Mom, I've got something on tonight. After dinner, I'll drive Emma back to her dorm."Rebekah raised an eyebrow. "What's so important?" she wondered aloud, thinking, 'Wasn't he the one insisting Emma stay over? What's he up to now?'Ron kept it mysterious. "Life stuff."Rebekah could not help but chide him lightly, "You, always the joker."Right after dinner, Ron insisted on leaving to take Emma back to her dormitory. But as soon as they were out of the gated community, he asked, "So, you reall
Ron chuckled. "I didn't know you were aware that even a cornered rat will fight."Emma shot him a glare. "Are we going or not?"Ron quickly said, "Of course. When Miss Blue commands, how can I dare not obey?"Fearing another of his notorious driving escapades, Emma hastily buckled her seatbelt as she settled into the car.Thankfully, this time Ron kept it smooth, driving steadily.As they neared their destination, Ron finally spoke up, "You know, that Tucker guy is a married man. Don't let his kindness fool you into being the other woman."Emma's gaze on Ron was fiery, seething with anger. "Do you even hear yourself? Is that what you think of me? For the last time: Tucker and I share nothing more than a mentor-mentee relationship. There's nothing else between us.""I'm just looking out for you, worried you might get deceived," Ron said, witnessing Emma's fury for the first time. Yet, he could not help but find her anger not at all intimidating, but rather endearingly foolish.R
The two sisters had a pact: no cell phones at home to keep their secrets from the prying eyes of the Blue family. Thus, Emma could call only at prearranged times, the sole window for Rihanna to catch up.Rihanna's voice bubbled with excitement over the phone, as she chattered away about her life's minutiae.Knowing Rihanna was doing well eased Emma's mind.Just as Emma was about to end the call, she heard Rihanna's voice, soft and wistful. "You're really not coming home for the holidays? If you don't, I'll be all alone."Emma's heart clenched at those words, and she made up her mind in an instant. "I'll come back the day before New Year's Eve."The Blue family had their hands full with festivities that day, too busy to notice Rihanna's absence. Emma figured slipping back unnoticed then would be her best shot.After hanging up, Emma immediately booked a flight from Valtara to South Florivera. With her ticket secured and her last bit of work finished, Emma prepared to leave her off
Emma had no interest in romance, let alone the audacity to dream that Ron might fancy her.This time, she did not pick up the thread of conversation.After dinner, Ron, as usual, drove Emma back to the university.Before parting, Ron said, "Winter break is almost upon us, and the dorms might be off-limits. Are you sure you don't want to stay at my place for a couple of months?"Emma offered a smile in response. "Thanks for the offer. I've spoken with the dorm supervisor and submitted an application in advance. I'll be able to stay over the holiday period."Ron paused before saying, "Well, if you need anything, just let me know. I'll text you my number in a bit; make sure you save it."Emma nodded. "Sure."Without further ado, Ron drove off.Upon returning to her dorm, Emma saw Evelyn and Cassie, busy packing their bags, surrounded by gifts for their parents bought from Valtara.Evelyn asked Emma, "Are you really not going home for the winter break?"Emma replied, "No, I won't
Emma did not have the guts to risk failure because she did not have a safe haven to fall back on.Lucas kicked Ron in the shin. "Come on, if you fancy her, out with it. No Hagrid heir dithers like this."Ron glared at him. "Mind your own business." In his head, Emma was already his. The thought of losing her was unimaginable.Lucas said, "Without my meddling, she'd never be yours."Ron changed the subject. "I called you here for a serious discussion."Lucas replied, "No matter how serious, it can't outweigh the matter of your lifetime happiness."Ron was exasperated. "Lucas!"Lucas relented. "Alright, alright, you talk, I'm all ears."Ron spelled out Emma's music venture with Tucker. After hearing it all, Lucas could not help but see Emma in a new light."Never pegged Emma as such a dark horse," Lucas said.Silently listening to their conversation, Emma was thrilled to have her work recognized.Lucas said, "But, getting back to it, whether a song makes money, and how much, d
Ron barked, "Lucas!"With a chuckle, Lucas responded, "Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing Emma. I'm starving. Let's grab some food and talk business while we eat."Ron snapped, "Get lost!"Lucas could not help but revel in Ron's frustration. "Ron, have you fallen so quickly? Who was it that told me they would never accept an arranged marriage?"Emma was increasingly confused by their banter. "If it's inconvenient for me to be here, I can just take a cab and leave."Ron said, "Call you dumb and you won't admit it!"Emma thought to herself, 'I didn't want to be a third wheel, cramping their style. Was that really so wrong? No good deed goes unpunished, apparently.'Suddenly, Ron grabbed Emma's hand and led her inside. "It's cold out; let's go inside."Emma had to quicken her pace, practically being dragged along.Seeing them together, Lucas laughed heartily from behind. "Ron, oh Ron, never thought I'd see the day.""Don't laugh too soon. Your day is coming," Ron shot back.Th
Emma said, "Okay."Ron asked, "Have you won over your crush?"Lucas responded, "Secret."Ron replied, "Looks like you haven't won her over."Lucas said, "As long as I make a move, there's no girl I can't win over. But I haven't made a move yet because the timing isn't right."Ron asked, "Is it because of the Sandow family?"Lucas answered, "The Sandow family wants to marry their daughter to me, and my family wants me to marry her too. But I've told them long ago that I'm not willing to do that. Nobody can make me marry a girl I don't like."Emma remained silent. 'I didn't expect that Lucas would also have the same problem as me and Ron.'It seems like the wealthier the family, the more they'll arrange marriages based on social status without considering personal preferences.'Lucas seemed to sense Emma's thoughts. "Emma, my situation with the Sandow girl is different from yours and Ron's. Don't lump us together."Ron looked at Emma and suddenly said, "There isn't any other gi