Fiancé? Cedrick stared at her in shock. He could tell that Jonathan liked Scarlett, but he didn't know that she had a fiancé! Before he could stop himself, he blurted out again, "If you have a fiancé, then doesn't that mean that my cousin is your secret lover, sister-in-law?"Dylan was clearly annoyed at Cedrick's nickname for Scarlett. What type of guy just randomly calls someone his sister-in-law? "Mr. Ashford, do you call everyone your sister-in-law?" Dylan asked coldly.Cedrick and Scarlett stared at him silently. Did this count as jealousy?"My cousin likes you, but you don't like him." Cedrick ignored Dylan and mumbled to himself.What nonsense was he spouting? Scarlett didn't even know who his cousin was! Hearing him mumble such nonsense made her head spin, and to make matters worse, she could tell that Dylan's patience for Cedrick was also wearing thin."I think you've got the wrong person. I don't know your cousin, so stop calling me your sister-in-law." Scarlett explaine
Cedrick wasn't exaggerating when he said that. If Tristan and Phoebe really took over Leonard Corporations, the economy of Atville would be impacted, and as Atville's governor, Scarlett would have to deal with the mess that followed.Upon hearing the potential consequences, Scarlett also felt that, as governor, she had to step in to prevent a potential crisis at all costs. The panic in Cedrick's eyes was also genuine, but Dylan still had a hand on her, unwilling to let her go to Cedrick."I'll be fine! I'm just going to discuss something with him. I have the right to talk to anyone I want," she exclaimed frustratedly to Dylan.If it weren't for Scarlett bringing up her rights, Dylan probably wouldn't have let her go. Though he agreed that he was going overboard, he really didn't want her to go to Cedrick and Jonathan. However, the minute she got upset with him, he gave in and let her go.Scarlett walked toward Cedrick and asked, "What's going on?"Desperate times call for desperat
Ashley only spoke up after a while. "My child, you’re hyper-fixating on your own grief. Try putting yourself in your father’s shoes; he lost the love of his life when your mother passed, and he simply couldn't bear to lose you too. Perhaps his decision to remarry Phoebe wasn’t the best, but he did it all out of love for you. So, please don't hold on to your hatred for him."Everyone will eventually taste the sweetness of life, and so will you. Not everyone will abandon you. Someday, you'll meet someone who will save you from yourself and be with you for the rest of your life. The both of you will get married and have children, and when that happens, maybe you will finally understand why your dad did what he did. Trust me, eventually you'll be happy, but until then, you need to stay strong and hold on. Don't give up. You're going to make the people who have never believed in you envy you instead. Do you understand?" she said sagely.Jonathan just listened silently to his aunt through
Jonathan didn’t even raise his head to look at who was causing the commotion. He was in a terrible mood and didn’t want to argue with anyone right now. All he wanted was to be alone.Scarlett, who'd gone through hell to rush here, wasn’t about to give up so easily. She studied the glass and deduced that it was probably shatterproof. Then she remembered that she kept a large wrench in her car, so she went back to retrieve it.Gripping the wrench, she walked back to Jonathan's car, ready to swing it against the glass. However, she remembered just in time that Jonathan was probably sitting in the driver’s seat. Thus, she hastily made her way to the passenger side before aggressively swinging the wrench against the window. The impact made the car alarm blare, but the window was practically unscathed, save for some light scratches. Scarlett’s eyes widened in disbelief; the quality of the glass was amazing! She tried again and swung the wrench repeatedly against the glass, but to no avai
To his surprise, Scarlett hugged him back, making him stiffen at once, unsure of how exactly to respond. Still, her hug gave him the confidence he needed to wrap his arms around her body and return her embrace.Just like that, the two of them were pressed tightly together, the source of warmth and courage for one another.They stayed like this for about 20 minutes. Eventually her heels started to throb, but Scarlett dared not cry out in pain—she knew she'd long lost her right to do so. Jonathan had to be hurting inside more than her stupid heels were, but his arms remained tightly wrapped against her body, as if he were afraid of losing her.Jonathan's head was still nestled in the crook of her shoulder, and the sound of his regular breathing was echoing in her ears. A thought flashed through her mind. Then it hit her. It couldn't be. They were by the road! And they were both standing. And yet, those arms showed no sign of releasing her waist. Seriously, how could he fall asleep in thi
More importantly, Jonathan seemed to have undergone a personality change when he started pouting. "Come on, what do you say?"Scarlett's self-restraint shattered upon hearing those words from him, but she forced herself to calm down anyway. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a single word. "You—"It was simply too much! Scarlett yearned for someone to physically remove her from her situation because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to keep her body in check for much longer. Her heart rate soared, and her face blushed crimson. Damn it, she wanted nothing more than to push him away, but Jonathan's fervent gaze prevented her from doing so for fear of breaking his heart."Scarlett, do you like me? Do you love me?" Jonathan asked tentatively."What the fuck is going on?" Scarlett mused frantically. She was rendered speechless, and she would've hardly believed her ears if not for the serious expression on his face."I'm engaged, Jonathan. Look, how about we both
More importantly, Scarlett wished Lucas weren't half as intelligent. She winced upon hearing his words. "Yeah, I am, baby. I need to focus on the road. Hang up now, okay?""Hey hey hey, wait up, Mommy! Are you coming home to eat, then?" Lucas asked hurriedly, preventing her from hanging up straightaway.What was all this talk about food? She was no longer hungry after the stunt Jonathan had pulled on her, but Scarlett reigned in her temper and told her son, "You should cook, but I might come home a little later. If I'm not back when it's time to eat, go ahead and eat on your own first."Having said that, Scarlett ended the call and pocketed her phone. As her hand slid into her pocket, she felt a foreign object buried within the fabric. It was round and hard, with a lump jutting out from its edge. She wrapped her hand around it, her heart beating wildly. She hardly dared to take it out, for fear of disappointment if it wasn't what she thought it was. But if it really was her ring … She
And so, when Aunty Macy had hinted for him to console Uncle Dylan the night before, he'd done nothing and pretended to be oblivious. When it came to relationships, it had to be a mutual agreement, and that, precisely, was what made them so hurtful. Lucas was well aware that it would take more than a few words to properly console Dylan. Moreover, he couldn't control who his mother ultimately chose. Still, he could never bring himself to tell Uncle Dylan anything absurd to placate him or make empty promises, like to never talk to his mom again if she didn't marry him. Even if they were merely lies, he couldn't even imagine himself saying any of those things. As long as he was alive, he would never allow anyone to hurt his mother—lies or not. Not him, not anyone, not ever.As for his bias toward Jonathan, he could only occasionally offer the man suggestions and urge him to up his game before the opportunity slipped away. It wasn't like he could do anything concrete to influence his mom's