Throwing the phone onto the bed, Fiona Forger rushed out of the room to find Cherry Desmond, only to see her standing at the door, shaking the phone in her hand."He thought something had happened to us. Please answer his call," Cherry said, turning on the phone and realizing there were numerous missed calls, most of them from Anna, all about this incident."What happened?" Fiona Forger was taken aback."On the way back, there was a traffic accident involving two Asian girls like us. The eldest brother couldn't contact us, so he was distraught. I heard the office was in chaos! Can you go and comfort that tyrant a bit?"So, she scolded her so harshly earlier because she was worried about her?!The resentment in Fiona's heart vanished because of Cherry Desmond's words."I'm coming back tomorrow; I'll book the ticket now. Do you want to come with me?"Miss Forger was naturally optimistic, and the fact that someone was worried about her made the explanation about her son no longer critica
Cherry Desmond looked at the bandage in her hand, then glanced at the tall, slender figure growing distant in the dim, hazy light. The loneliness in her heart felt like a dark abyss, growing larger with each passing moment. The space, the emptiness inside her, made her feel like she could be sucked into that dark abyss at any time.Only when the man's figure was no longer visible did she regain her focus, tearing the personal bandage carefully and applying it to the wound on her foot? A cool sensation spread from her foot to her whole body, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face, drop by drop, falling to the ground.If it were before, he would have carefully lifted her foot, helping her apply the bandage with a heart full of pain. But now...Although her cold attitude was intentional, he left her alone on an unfamiliar road in a foreign country and walked away like that. It pained her heart.The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Unable to hold back, she
Fiona Forger planned to take her son to her apartment and maybe ask her mother to look after him in the evening. Although her son could take care of himself and didn't need her to worry, he was still young. How could she leave him alone at home with peace of mind?As for explaining the situation to her mother, she would figure that out later.She couldn't delay the matter with her boss any longer. Otherwise, it would be exposed sooner or later, which would be disastrous. She decided to visit him tonight and see how things were.As Fiona and her son were about to get in the car, she noticed a familiar figure walking towards them amidst the crowd of attendants. Wasn't that her father? Why was he at the airport? Did he come to pick up an important client?Fiona didn't have time to speculate about why her father was there because he had already noticed her. She quickly pushed her son into the car and said, "Wait inside!" before closing the door. Then she looked at Butler John and said, "B
Since the mother and son entered the dining room, Grandfather Desmond's gaze never left Puddy Forger for a second. Even when Fiona Forger respectfully called out to him, he seemed not to hear, leaving her standing there anxiously, unsure of what the older man was thinking."Old man, can we start eating?" Aunt Melody whispered behind Grandfather Desmond, but he just nodded without saying a word. On the other hand, Puddy Forger raised his chin arrogantly and said, "Aren't you supposed to invite us to eat? Standing here for too long makes my legs tired. Can we finally eat or not?""You impudent brat!" Grandfather Desmond almost let slip a scolding remark but managed to stop himself. With a hint of anger, he asked, "What's your name?"Puddy Forger turned his head away, ignoring the question."Grandfather, his name is Puddy Forger." Fiona Forger discreetly squeezed her son's hand as a signal, then reluctantly answered on his behalf, not daring to hide anything.If Grandfather deliberately
Fiona Forger placed her hand on her son's forehead, feeling that his temperature was average, indicating that he wasn't sick."You're exhausted, aren't you?" she asked. "We were on the plane for over seven hours today. Even though the time difference is only two hours, I'm exhausted, and you must be too.""Yes," Puddy Forger replied softly, his eyes almost closed."I'm sorry, my dear. I made you go through all this because of me." Fiona's eyes welled up with tears as she pulled her son into her arms, burying her face in his neck. She felt guilty and selfish, realizing that her impulsive and unpredictable actions had caused her son to be so exhausted."Don't bother about me, Mom. Let me sleep!" The obedient little boy allowed his mother to hold him, too tired to even move.Fiona didn't say anything more, just holding onto her son tightly, quietly cherishing the warm moments between them.When they arrived at their apartment, Puddy was still fast asleep. Fiona didn't wake him up and ref
"People just want to drink water..." She said in embarrassment because their bodies were so close together; how could she not feel the changes in his body? Her face turned red like a burning fire."Let me feed you." He whispered in her ear, his lips with distinct lines starting to rise, his eyes, nose, ears, and down to his mouth, neck...Waiting until someone satisfied and released her, Miss Forger became as soft as a mud puddle. She couldn't even move her fingers to let him hold her onto the bed. As soon as she put her head on the pillow, she sank into a beautiful dream and slept until dawn. She didn't even remember to tell him something important!The following day, when Miss Forger woke up feeling tired all over her body, the Boss had long left the bed. He had written a note on the bedside table, roughly saying that breakfast was on the table and she should eat and rest. Well, he went to the company and would pick her up for dinner in the evening.He tormented her so much last nig
They can hack into the advanced computer system of the Desmond Corporation without leaving a trace; for a hacker of that calibre, there couldn't be more than ten people like him. But upon careful analysis, nobody had the leisure to infiltrate this system just for fun and then disappear, except...Thinking back and forth, he could only come up with one possibility: Damian Desmond, in some way, had provoked that brat.This was the most likely scenario based on the relationship between the kid and the Desmond family.He was an outsider, and although he had his doubts early on, without any evidence, he naturally wouldn't speak without cause. Most importantly, he wanted to know what the kid was thinking.Returning this time, he wondered what game the kid wanted to play. Moreover, he didn't hide his IP address this time, intentionally leaving a trace for him."Again? What did you find out last time?" Damian Desmond immediately caught onto the slip in Charlie Swan's words. Why didn't he ment
When Fiona Forger pushed the door open, two men, one tall and one short, sitting opposite each other on the sofa, looked at each other."Miss Forger, so you finally came." Puddy Forger smirked, greeting her enthusiastically."Who told you to come here?" Fiona Forger avoided looking directly at a particular imposing boss, grumbling as she glanced at her son, who showed no remorse. If not for the timing and circumstances not being right, she would have pounced on the little brat and given him a good beating.Miss Forger's face, with a clear intention to harm someone, how could Puddy, another man's son, not recognize it? The young boy jumped up from the sofa. "You can't hit my mom.""Fiona Forger..." Since she entered the room, the man had been suppressing his anger, clenching his teeth, and calling her name without daring to look directly at her."Uh..." Upon hearing his voice, Fiona Forger became anxious and broke out in a cold sweat. She didn't dare move or budge, feeling a chill down
"What?" She opened her eyes and turned around, her clear gaze meeting his deep one."I'm sorry. And... thank you.""I love you."Between them, there was no need for words like "sorry" and "thank you.""I love you too." His words had barely finished when his warm lips sealed hers, and in his heart, he silently vowed to love her even more, erasing any lingering hurt and scars she had endured.o0oOn their wedding night, though late, it finally arrived.This was destined to be a gentle and dreamy night, a night he had been waiting for so long.He was careful and tender to the extreme when treating this girl he loved and cherished.And she, her restless heart, couldn't hide her anticipation.The water in the bathtub rippled incessantly due to their late-night intimate combination.In the warm bedroom, the curtain lightly swayed in the night breeze."Still hurting?"He held her and pityingly kissed her sweat-drenched long hair.Ember Canen shook her head, her small, blushing face brimming
"Yes." Brad reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to him."You can go back now. Please help me lock up on your way." Holding the pack of cigarettes, he pulled one out and lit it."Alright." Brad knew that, at this moment, his boss didn't want to be disturbed by anyone. The mess in the office could only be cleaned up by the cleaning staff tomorrow.He silently left, casually closing the office door behind him.Chris Desmond picked up his mobile phone, now turned off due to the earlier throw. With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked to the window and looked down at the mesmerizing night scene below. However, he had no mood to appreciate it.When the call connected, he exhaled a puff of smoke and decisively said, "Immediately arrange for someone to go to Malaysia. I want to know her exact location within two hours."They couldn't hide her away like this, preventing him from meeting her. If there were any issues or requests, they should tell him. He would d
The whole family came to the house only to leave empty-handed. In the end, everyone went their own way.Originally, Damian Desmond intended to take both mother and child home before heading to the company. However, both insisted that he go to the company, so he could only lead them along.Upon reaching the office on the top floor, Mr. Desmond went to work while Mrs. Desmond comfortably lay on the sofa reading a comic. Oh, not the 18+ type, but a parenting comic.Young Mr. Forger was sitting at the desk chatting with his father for a while, but he got bored and ran to the IT room on the 19th floor to play.The people in the IT room saw the young prince arrive and hurriedly welcomed him, offering various drinks and breakfast with care.After playing for more than two hours, young Mr. Forger finally got up lazily when the upper floor called to remind him to come to eat."Young prince, if the CEO finds out you're playing like this, we..."There would be no place to hide!But would they da
But family members, at least, should be notified, right?Speaking of family, she had yet to tell her mother. She should find an opportunity to talk to her.She reclined back onto the bed, tossing and turning for a while without being able to sleep.So, she picked up her phone again and went online. When Jacky Forger returned to the room and saw her still messing with her phone, he snatched it away and placed it on the bedside table."Go to sleep." "And you? Are you still busy?"It was almost midnight."Tomorrow, I have to go to Lyon for a trip. Do you want to come with me?"Liliana usually handled the matters over there, so now she suddenly mentioned her unsuitable physical condition as an excuse. He would still have to go there to take over the work, conveniently monitoring the ongoing projects' progress."Do you want to take me out?""If you say you want to, then sure."They were a married couple, yet he didn't have much free time for her. Their wedding had been delayed, and they di
She discreetly glanced at him and saw that he was still motionless, with an unpleasant and frightening expression on his face.If this had been in the past, seeing him like this would have made her legs tremble and unsteady. Even though they had been living together for a while, looking at him still sent shivers down her spine.Carefully approaching, she bent her back to lift the tea tray, but she heard him speak..."Come here!"These were just two simple words, yet they held a power that made others hesitate.She let out a sigh and obediently walked over. Before she even reached his side, he stood up and pulled her towards him. He used force to press her onto the sofa, and before she could react, his entire body was pressing down on her."Jacky..." Angela Zylian let out a cry. Her chin was held and turned towards him; his lips, carrying the faint scent of cigarettes, were pressed tightly against hers.She knew he was angry. From his actions, she could sense the invisible anger he was
As soon as Mrs. Robinson asked this question, Angela Zylian froze. She thought they knew the situation, but being asked like this caught her off guard. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond. Ultimately, under Mrs. Robinson's scrutinizing gaze, she decided to tell the truth. "Previously, we had a... romantic relationship...""And now?" Mrs. Robinson had already guessed the answer to this question. There was nothing new here. What she wanted to know was the current status.After all, they hadn't been living together before.A couple of times, Mrs. Robinson and Liliana had been to her brother's apartment, but they had never seen any trace of a girl."Now she's my wife. Any objections?" A familiar voice replaced Angela Zylian's answer.Jacky Forger had returned home at some point. Holding a document folder and a freshly removed vest, he stood at the living room entrance. His casual gaze swept over his mother and sister. "Why didn't you let me know before coming?"When his mother ha
One of the reasons Angela Zylian came to France was because Jacky needed an assistant. However, she could look for another job if he didn't need her."Don't you like this kind of life?" He set his coffee cup down, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then leisurely asked."Not necessarily."Being at home every day, taking care of household chores, and cooking for him made her happy, but there wasn't much to do with just the two of them at home.Most of her time was spent reading books or daydreaming, which was becoming monotonous."Let's talk about work later." He stood up and proposed a different idea to her. "If you're bored, consider furthering your studies."At any rate, going to school was better than going out to find a job where she might attract unwanted attention from other men. While there were undoubtedly men at school, the situation was much simpler overall.After CEO Forger approved her plan to continue her education, Angela Zylian eagerly focused on her career.Going back
In the RoomTiffany sat on the bed, swinging her legs back and forth as she looked at her mother, then glanced at her "sister," her small mouth sealed..."Brother-in-law said he's the father, so... who is the real father, after all?""Tiffany, come here." Mrs. Canen waved her hand, and Tiffany obediently hopped off the bed and ran to her.Taking a deep breath to regulate her emotions, Mrs. Canen looked at the little girl and asked..."Tiffany, if you had another father like your brother-in-law, would you like that?"Following her thoughts, the little girl nodded."Then let's start telling the old stories..."o0oThe heavy rain in Singapore had finally stopped, but November in Paris brought continuous drizzles.Though she wasn't going to work, Angela Zylian woke up early daily to prepare breakfast for him.Their married life had officially begun, and everything else felt new apart from becoming more familiar with each other's bodies.During this period, they were trying to adapt to eac
She admitted it with her mouth, causing a sharp, intense pain to surge through his chest, a pain so fierce that it numbed his heart and soul.No wonder every time she was stimulated to the point of regaining her memory, she looked at him with so much fear, tears streaming down her face...So, this was the truth.So, that wretched, damn person was him. Like a madman, he pounded his hands on the steering wheel several times, finally burying his face in it.Why did this foolish woman forgive him? Why couldn't she open her mouth and say something to him?Why was she so foolish?"Chris, I..."She reached out to him, but the man who had buried his face in the steering wheel suddenly lifted his head, looking at her with eyes blurred by her tears, staring at that familiar face...Why?Why was it him?He got out of the car and circled to help her open the car door, wordlessly pulling her out."Wait outside for a while."Saying that, without waiting for her reaction, he got back in the car, sta