"You don't need to explain anything to me. I don't care who you're with or what you've done," Wendy said in a huff. Rex could not stand what Wendy had said. Even though he knew that she was angry, he did not bother with her anymore. "Then you should go. Go wherever you want." Wendy turned around to glare at Rex before gritting her teeth and saying, "You said it yourself." "Yeah, I did," Rex said with a stern look in his eyes. "Alright." After that, Wendy left with tears in her eyes. Since he didn't care anymore, was she still in a hurry to throw herself at him? Rex's face turned extremely cold when he saw that Wendy had really left. As soon as he entered the house, he started to make things difficult for the servant. However, he did not realize that Lindy had walked behind him and Rex had almost punched her. "You little brat, you still dare to fight me?" Lindy directly grabbed Rex's ear, the pain unbearable. "Aunt, why are you her
The principal stepped on the stage and counted the graduation designs of the top graduates of the Design Academy from the beginning to the end. Then, he said, "Now let's welcome Rex Gavyn, the biggest shareholder of our school, and his wife, Wendy, the first graduate design." As soon as she finished speaking, there was a round of applause from the audience. Sethur Kent stood below the stage with a reluctant expression on her face. This time, she hadn't even made it into the top 100. She hadn't expected that she would still lose to Wendy after finishing her project. Looking at the handsome Rex on the stage and then at Justin Brown beside her, she felt quite upset. Rex held Wendy's hand in a very gentlemanly manner. Wendy stood next to him, looking very beautiful and different from before. Justin clenched his fists and said to Sethur Kent, "Look at Wendy. Look at you. You don't look like the daughter of a wealthy family at all." Sethur glared at him, "Heh
It was a rainy night, and the morning was still early. The room was damp, and Wendy felt a little uncomfortable. The strong light came and she covered it with her hand. Through the gaps between her fingers, she saw Cassie standing under the curtain, her dark face full of resentment. "The Gavyn Family didn't marry you to let you sleep," Cassie said. Immediately, Wendy sat up from the bed and staggered into the bathroom. However, before she could close the door, Cassie stopped her with one hand. "Clean the attic today." Then, she left. At the same time, Rex called. Wendy didn't even have time to wash her face before answering the phone. "Hello? Rex." "There's a business plan in my notebook marked A. Please print it out and send it to me." "Right now?" Wendy asked. Rex hummed in agreement and hung up the phone. He didn't even give Wendy a chance to catch her breath. She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her stom
The moon was covered by thick dark clouds, and it kept raining. Wendy's feeling was as bad as the weather. She glanced at Rex, who was still standing by the bed, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?" "Wendy, don't forget that I've always been the one asking you to leave!" Rex's eyes were cold. "Yes, I forgot. I overstepped my boundaries, okay?" Wendy was inexplicably angry. She just had nowhere to vent her anger. Before she was pregnant, she could understand that Rex had been too busy with work to take care of her, but the baby was not hers alone. Why did she have to do everything alone? Rex's gaze pierced through the air and her heart. Wendy turned her back as if she hadn't noticed at all and didn't say a word. At this moment, it was hard for Wendy to calm down. Rex stretched out his hand to touch her, but he withdrew his hand. "You have to come. You're pregnant with the child of the Gavyn Family. It's not up to you to decide." Rex slowly wal
Kelly Scott watched as Rex left before walking in. Wendy thought that Rex had returned, so she said coldly, "You may leave." "Hey, did you have a fight with Rex?" Kelly approached with a smile. Wendy immediately sat up and said, "Mom, it's you." "What's wrong?" Kelly touched Wendy's face and asked with concern. Wendy looked a little depressed. "Nothing. He asked me to attend a parenting class tomorrow." "Well, what a lovely couple you two are! We didn't have this condition at that time." Wendy bit her lip. "But he's busy with work and can't go with me." After all, Wendy was Kelly's daughter. Kelly knew exactly what she was thinking. She smiled and said, "So you're throwing a tantrum?" "This is not a tantrum. Is this baby just mine only? The book says that children can already perceive the outside world from the moment they are babies. I don't want my child to be like me, having no father to accompany me since childhood."
In winter, the small fishing village was cold and quiet, like a child forgotten by the world. In the dark of the night, heavy snow silently fell. The wind blew outside the window. Daisy knew that it was another sleepless night. The old-fashioned clock in the room was ticking, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet night. Daisy pulled the quilt over her body and curled up in the corner. She held the funeral portrait of her grandmother in her arms. Although she had lit a fire, the brick bed was not warm at all, which made her feel extremely chill. Daisy looked around without any extra emotions. It was not until there was a roar in the next room that she was a little surprised. She knew that there was a person living next door, a person who lived in a drunken stupor all day long. Unfortunately, that person was her uncle. Daisy's uncle, Sloan Steed, was 43 years old, but he still hadn't gotten married. He drank and gambled all day long, and Daisy's grandmother's
Clare came back to his senses and smiled faintly. He sat beside Daisy. Daisy was a little evasive. She looked at the man with an innocent smile in front of her. She swallowed her saliva and then sat down as if nothing had happened. She took out some corncobs from a bag beside her and put them in the stove. Before she could light the fire, she heard Clare ask, "What are you doing?" "I'm kindling a fire," Daisy answered matter-of-factly. However, when she tilted her head slightly, she saw that Clare was looking at her in surprise as if she had done something wrong. Daisy thought that he didn't know why she was lighting a fire, so she slowly explained, "This is not in the big city. We have to use a big pot to cook. I'm just lighting a fire to heat it up." "I know." Clare smiled gently and then added, "I want to ask you what you want to cook." Daisy was stunned and her movements paused for a moment. She looked at Clare for five seconds before putting corncob
It was not until they arrived at the dock that they realized how stupid they were. Because it was snowing heavily, the dock was closed, and the cold wind was blowing Daisy's thin clothes. She didn't know what to do. Clare coughed lightly and said, "Let's go, let's take a bus." Daisy followed this non-native to find the bus station step by step. They finally bought tickets and got on the bus. Not long after the bus started, Daisy felt dizzy and nauseous. Her stomach roiled and she quickly opened the window. She vomited so much that only her stomach acid remained before she stopped. She suddenly caught sight of another person sitting beside her. "Derry Jennifer, why are you here?" At that moment, Derry slowly explained, "I was waiting for the bus to come after the dock closed, but I didn't expect it to be so coincidental. Since we take the same bus. You can go with me after getting off." Daisy did not doubt him. "Oh, okay, but……" She paused