"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.
Ben: "You guys came just in time." "I asked you to bring my angel here. Where is she?" Anthony crossed his arms, looking displeased. Hmph. It had been forty-three days and ten hours since he last saw his angel! "Diana isn't here." "Huh? Where did she go?" "None of your damn business!" Thinking of his little sister being in John's house, Ben felt a pang in his heart. Leo leaned over. "Where did you go last night?" Ben hung his head. "Don't mention it. I spent the whole night tossing and turning, exhausted." A silence fell over the car. Leo: "Tossing and turning?" Anthony: "All night?" Ben: ... Damn it. What are they thinking? Ben quickly explained the incident of beating up Dunk last night to the two. After listening, Anthony became displeased. "You're not fair, Ben. Such an interesting thing, why didn't you take me with you?" Ben glanced at him. "Wh
"That's not entirely wrong." Tony chuckled slightly. So Ben hadn't figured out the relationship between him and Andrew yet, thinking they were just friends. Ben suddenly asked, "What do you think of Andrew?" "In what aspect?" Tony raised an eyebrow. "In every aspect." Tony rubbed his chin with his slender, fair fingers, pondering for a moment. "He's good, always been outstanding." From appearance to career, to... other skills. "All good in your opinion?" Ben made a helpless expression. "Everyone sees Andrew in suits and glasses, thinking he's a perfect young talent, but in reality, he's quite cunning. I don't know how many times he's bullied me since we were kids. People wouldn't believe it if I told them." Tony nodded. "Indeed, he's quite good at pretending." Elegant in public, but a beast in private. "Yeah, exactly!" Ben nodded vigorously. "You're so right. Seems like yo
Under Tony's guidance and Ramingo's watchful eye, the previously rowdy trio became much more cooperative. Their coordination was better than expected, and they wrapped up around four in the afternoon. Ben and the others returned to the rest area. After changing his clothes, Ben picked up his phone and noticed two missed calls. Both were from Liora. He quickly returned the call, and she answered promptly. "Done with your busy day?" Liora's voice came through slowly. "Yeah, been shooting for the magazine cover all day, didn't have much time to check my phone," Ben's voice softened, dripping with charm. "What's up, Liora? Anything urgent?" Liora cut straight to the chase, "Was the Dunk thing your doing?" Ben hesitated for a moment before admitting it. "Yeah... Do you think I was too impulsive?" "A bit." Ben anticipated a scolding. But before he could say he'd be more cautious next time, Liora asked, "