"Yeah, you're always restless," Mr. Getty remarked.
Frank: "...damn, I got kicked, kicked!"
After applying more medicine and bandaging, the doctor left.
Seeing this, Mrs. Getty immediately spoke up.
"Jenny, Mr. Getty and I have something to attend to, could you stay here and watch over Frank? He's restless even with a leg injury, so keep an eye on him."
"But won't I be disturbing Frank by staying here?"
Jenny hesitated.
"No, you won't," Mrs. Getty turned to Frank with a smile, "Right, Frank? You'd like Jenny to stay, wouldn't you?"
Frank felt his scalp tighten, instinctively nodded, "Um... Jenny, if you don't have anything urgent, could you stay?"
"Sure!"
Jenny instantly agreed enthusiastically.
Frank was puzzled.
Strange, she's not going to find that Neo guy now?
Seeing her successful intervention, Mrs. Getty's face lit up with anticipation.
"Honey, look at Jenny's innoce
Jenny was taken aback, instinctively trying to pull her hand away, but seeing Neo's pained expression. "What should I do? Jenny, today my dad called, saying they are coming over to see my new company. They said I'm their pride..." Neo held onto her hand tightly. "My mom's condition just stabilized this year. If she knew how miserable I am now... I can't even imagine. I'm ashamed. I really can't face them. I'm under so much pressure..." Jenny appeared somewhat hesitant. She was aware of Neo's background. Neo hailed from a small rural village and managed to get into a top university through his own abilities, making him a shining example of a self-made man from humble beginnings. Undoubtedly, his parents had high expectations for him. Now, with his company bankrupt and nothing to his name, the pressure on him must be immense. Jenny sighed. "Neo, you should head back. Entrepreneurship always carries risks, and it
Frank lay disheveled on the floor, and Winry, with revealing clothing, was gripping his pants. It was obvious what was about to happen. "You two..." Jenny's young face paled. "Jenny, I..." Frank's voice was feeble, pushed to the limit, trying to explain. But before he could finish, he was interrupted. "It's you, Jenny, what a coincidence." Winry grinned, her hands pressed against Frank's neck. Her actions seemed flirtatious, but she was quietly applying pressure, preventing him from making a sound. "You've seen it too. Frank and I have rekindled our old flame. Your timing isn't exactly ideal." "Rekindled?" "Yes." Winry tossed her long hair. "Frank's been passionate about me... So, why don't you leave? Do you want to enjoy the R18 performance here?" "I understand..." Jenny's voice was flat. Upon hearing this, Frank's heart sank. He widened his eyes, gripping Winry's
"Wow! This is developing too quickly, and it's way too smooth! The situation between Jenny and our son, it's so similar to us back then..." Mr. Getty put his hand on her shoulder. "Calm down." "I can't calm down!" Mrs. Getty reached out and gestured to Mr. Getty. "Cigarette." Mr. Getty reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and handed her one from inside. Mrs. Getty took it. After Mr. Getty lit it for her, she took a slight drag. In her beautiful eyes, the emotions finally subsided a bit. "I'm too excited... Do you think Frank and our daughter-in-law will end up like us, having a grandchild out of nowhere?" "Daughter-in-law?" "Jenny, of cause!" Excitement gleamed in Mrs. Getty's eyes. "I always thought our son was hopeless. He's already so old but still plays games all day and flirts with those improper women. I always wanted him to go on blind dates..." She too
"First... first aid?" Diana grabbed his hand and wiped her mouth. "John, don't be like this, I'm fine." "You just vomited." "Don't you know that morning sickness is common during pregnancy?" "Morning sickness?" Diana blinked, showing a helpless expression. "Yes, during the early stages of pregnancy, many women experience morning sickness. That's what just happened to me." At John's serious expression, Diana sighed in relief. She glared at him. "Look at you, scaring Doctor Myers like that." John turned to glance at Doctor Myers. Then he said discontentedly, "Why didn't you explain in time?" Doctor Myers on the side: ...Alright, it's all my fault. He didn't dare to say anything when John looked like he could freeze someone. Diana looked at him. "Weren't you at the company? Why did you suddenly come back?" "Someone came to see you." "Who?" John lifted her up, his face cold. "
The three Thompson brothers meticulously checked on Diana's well-being and toured her residence. When they reached the spacious bedroom she shared with John, their expressions turned somber. This bed... Their beloved little sister was sleeping here every night with John! Andrew was silent for a moment, then pulled out a special gift—a hand-drawn family portrait. He insisted on hanging it on the bedroom wall. Diana couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions as she looked at the portrait, which clashed with the rest of the room's decor. The thought of being intimate with John, only to look up and see all those eyes staring from the portrait... It was a definite mood-breaker. Once the portrait was hung, Andrew looked at her with a gentle expression. "Diana, you're not going to quietly take down the family portrait after I leave, are you?" Diana sighed. "No, I won't." "I knew you wouldn't. I sp
Although she wanted to indulge in a moment of passion with him, this wasn't the right setting. She pushed him away gently. Noticing the desire in Ben's eyes, she playfully tapped his nose. "Silly boy, weren't you going to give me a present?" Ben seemed to snap out of a trance. "Oh, right... I prepared a gift." He reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out a small, elegant box. When Liora saw what he held, she hesitated for a moment. "Is that a ring?" Ben remained silent as he slowly opened the box. Inside were two matching rings. Liora's expression faltered slightly. "What's this..." An engagement? "Don't be startled, I'm not proposing..." Ben quickly explained, "I know it's too soon to propose now, and you wouldn't agree. So, I thought I would give you these matching rings instead." Liora fell silent for a moment. She crossed her arms and w
Ben wore a concerned expression. "What should I do?" Andrew pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a glint of scheming in his eyes. "Deal with a freak using freak methods." "You mean?" "I've got a plan. Teach him a lesson, make sure he never comes near Liora again." "Really? Thanks a ton!" "We're brothers, no need to thank me. Colin and I will help." Colin: ??? ... Dunk stormed out of the hospital, his face dark with anger, leaning on his cane, flanked by two bodyguards. "Sir, watch your step." "Now you tell me to watch my step? Where were you when I was getting beaten up?" Dunk threw a stack of discharge papers at one of them, spitting. "Useless crap!" He frowned, remembering the humiliation, gritting his teeth. "Damn it, that brat better not cross my path again, or I'll make him pay!" The bodyguards lowered their heads. "Sir, are we heading home now?" "Home? Tonight, we're having so
Andrew interrupted their banter. "Alright, enough. Regardless, tonight's performance was well done. I'm quite... satisfied." Colin was certain. Andrew was just here for the fun. Ben suddenly remembered something. "Colin, why do you carry a knife with you? Isn't that too dangerous?" "It's fake." Colin revealed the plastic knife from beside him, used for cutting cakes. Ben: ... Life truly is a stage and we are all actors. Colin lifted his head, his beautiful eyes falling on Andrew in the driver's seat. "Andrew, what's your plan next?" "Yeah, there's a half-dead guy in the trunk, it's terrifying, like burying a body after a murder," Ben said, poking his handsome face out, nibbling on his finger nervously. "What if someone finds out?" Andrew bit his cigarette, a sly smile curling his thin lips. "I've already thought about that." ... Next Morning Liora arrived at the hospital early.