Wyneth discovered that Hayden had simply repeated the same surface washing as before. "So, the influential Mr. Hamilton of the entertainment industry is actually inept at everyday life."At her words, Hayden's body stiffened. He probably never expected to hear the term "inept" coming from her mouth. He turned his head, looking at her with disbelief."What are you staring at?" Wyneth met his gaze. "Did I say something wrong?" With that, she walked over and stopped beside him. "Move aside."Hayden, who had just been deemed 'inept at everyday life,' shuffled to the side, leaving only a small space for Wyneth. She walked over, bent down, and picked up the baby cabbage from the sink. She broke the leaves apart one by one as Hayden watched from the side. Once the leaves were separated, the hidden sand inside was revealed, and Hayden finally understood.'So that's how it is done.'He said, "I got it now."Wyneth did not bother to acknowledge him, as doing it herself was much quicker tha
Wyneth finished preparing the meal, packed the food into a thermal container, and said, "This should be suitable for your grandpa to eat at this time. You should take it to him."Upon hearing her words, Hayden furrowed his brow. "You're not going?""I won't go. After all, the meal is already prepared.""If you don't go, what should I say when Grandpa asks?"Wyneth looked up at him and countered. "Shouldn't you know what to say?"The air seemed to fall silent once more."Wyneth, can we talk?"'Talk?' Wyneth did not know what she and Hayden had left to discuss. She already had the divorce agreement in hand, and they were just waiting to get their divorce certificate from the registry office."Grandpa's health has never been good. This time, the news has greatly affected him, so you..." What he actually wanted to say was whether she could help him deceive his grandfather for the time being and appease him. But as Hayden looked at Wyneth, he could not bring himself to utter the wor
Gwendolyn finished the fish soup and elegantly wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, looking at Wyneth with a smile. "The fish soup was delicious, thank you."Wyneth returned a faint smile. It was time for her to leave, as this matter should come to an end. "Grandma, I—""Wyneth, there's something I want to give you." Gwendolyn interrupted.Upon hearing this, Wyneth hesitated. Gwendolyn removed a gold bangle bracelet from her wrist and handed it to Wyneth. "Here, take it."The bracelet was a deep, rich gold, seemingly heavy and quite precious. Although Wyneth had not met Gwendolyn many times, she remembered this bracelet well, as it perfectly complemented Mrs. Hamilton Sr.'s demeanor. It was as if the bracelet and the woman were both of equally high quality.As Gwendolyn was about to place the gold bangle bracelet on Wyneth's wrist, Wyneth hurriedly refused."Grandma, I can't accept this.""What's wrong with accepting it? This jade bracelet has been with me for a long ti
"Samantha?" Matilda stared at the maid in disbelief. "How dare you speak to me like that!"Samantha, who had been in Gwendolyn's service for a long while, confidently stood her ground. "If Madam feels dissatisfied, you can still take it up with Mrs. Hamilton Sr. This bracelet is given to Ms. Walford, and I ask that you do not take it any further."Matilda was furious. 'I've wanted this precious bracelet for so long, yet Mrs. Hamilton Sr. never gave it to me. Fine! What expensive jewelry do I, Matilda, not have? I just can't believe that the old lady just turned around and gave the bracelet to Wyneth, the most disappointing and useless former daughter-in-law!'Matilda could do nothing about Samantha, so she turned her attention to Wyneth and coldly said, "Wyneth, what are you standing there for? Give me that bracelet now!"She had grown accustomed to ordering Wyneth around and used the same tone as before, assuming Wyneth would obey her. Unfortunately for her, Wyneth had regained he
After a few moments of silence, Wyneth opened the car door and climbed in, stating her destination. Ronnie did not say much else, simply shifting gears and setting off.At this time of day, the roads were bustling with cars, making their progress less than smooth. Waiting for a traffic light felt like an eternity. Wyneth stared out the window at the towering buildings, passing cars, and receding strips of greenery, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts."And where is he, having you stay just to drive me somewhere?" she asked.Ronnie responded with a chuckle. "Don't worry, Ms. Walford, Mr. Hamilton took one of the cars from the Hamilton Old Mansion to the hospital."Upon hearing this, Wyneth fell silent. 'Indeed, the Hamilton family is hardly short of cars. Hayden wouldn't be so foolish as to hail a taxi. What am I worrying about for no reason?'Ronnie, however, was somewhat intrigued. He had initially assumed that given her earlier indifference, Wyneth would have stopped concerning her
There was a brief pause as she made up her mind. Wyneth would have to meet him sooner or later, given her decision. "Later. I'm heading to the hospital now. Calm your grandfather down first; tell him I've gone to buy him a gift.""Alright." Hayden's tone bore a hint of smug satisfaction.This slight indication of joy was subtle, extremely low-key and nuanced. The average person would not have picked up on it, but Wyneth, having known Hayden for so long, caught it instantly. She pressed her lips together, hanging up the call swiftly.Ronnie watched her carefully. "Ms. Walford, where should we go now?""To the supermarket first, then the hospital."Since she said she would bring a gift, she should buy one first, or Benedict would not believe her."Alright, I'll take you to the supermarket right away.""Where's Wyneth?" Benedict was sitting on the hospital bed, his expression deeply troubled."She went back to prepare some food, why hasn't she returned? Hayden, did you upset her a
Wyneth flashed a warm smile as she approached. "I came in a bit of a hurry from the airport and didn't bring any gifts. I got some stuff from the supermarket on the way.""You sly little fox." Benedict chided affectionately, his eyes glistening, as he gripped Wyneth's hand. "There's no need to buy me anything. It's such a waste. The food you've prepared for me is the best gift. Thank you."He was clearly touched by Wyneth's presence. Though he recognized his own sense of desperation, he was reluctant to let go of this beautiful bond, eager to help his grandson hold onto it. Whether they could sustain it would depend on their shared destiny and Hayden's performance. Benedict spent a long time chatting with Wyneth about all sorts of things. Eventually, the old man, worn out, fell asleep leaning against the bed.Seeing this, Benjamin spoke in a whisper. "It's fine. I'll handle things here. You two go about your business. If he wakes up and asks for you, I'll call you.""Thanks, Grandp
The voice abruptly ceased upon spotting the figures within the elevator. At the same time, Hayden swiftly pulled Wyneth behind him. But the speaker, none other than Serena Pierce, had already locked eyes with Wyneth in a moment of surprise.'How can I describe those eyes? A fleeting glance, yet their beauty defies all conventional adjectives: They're spirited, clear like water, but with a touch of icy coolness. Like a frozen lake on the peak of a lofty mountain range. The most important thing is, they seem familiar, as if I've seen them somewhere before. No, no... I shouldn't be focusing on this woman right now,' Serena thought, snapping out of it."M-Mr. Hamilton..." Facing Hayden's icy gaze, Serena started trembling.'W-What did I just say? Did I just badmouth other artists in the company in front of Mr. Hamilton? I'm doomed. If there's one thing Hayden hates, it's his artists playing games and backstabbing each other. Once caught, best case scenario is that I'll be let go, at wor