She had to go. "I'll contact you soon." Stella's words expressed her determination. Jasper Milton frowned. He knew that she had made up her mind to go back. He could not make her stay, so he had to take a step back. "Let me take you there." Stella Grace did not refuse. After all, it would be hard for her to call for a taxi here. "I'm staying at Joyous Hotel near Wesser Road," Stella said. Jasper knew that she had approved of him sending her, so he said, "Give me a moment. I'll change my clothes." ...... After the two of them changed their clothes, Jasper sent her back to her hotel. Stella leaned against the chair and looked out of the window. They did not speak a word throughout the whole journey. Jasper's car was getting slower and slower to the point where youngsters who were riding their bikes overtook him. They couldn't help but look back and flip the bird to him. Apart from Stella who could stir up his maelstrom of emotio
Stella Grace smiled and looked at his cold face. "You are indeed the Frederick whom I have known all this while. Where do you think I could possibly go to?" Frederick Addington saw the sarcasm and coldness in her eyes. Her words were like a bomb, bombarding his brain and nerves. He had changed a lot for her. Couldn't she see it? "Tell me, where did you go?" he roared fiercely. It was as if she would be sent to hell if she didn't answer him. Stella looked at Frederick calmly. "I am just doing what I'm supposed to do." "What are you supposed to do?" "A lot of things. Which one would you like to listen to first?" Frederick felt like he could not see her clearly, as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them, and she would disappear in the next second. He was eager to do something to prove that he still had her. Frederick lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. Stella subconsciously turned her f
When Renee Chancery saw this, her face suddenly lost its color, and she could feel anger rising within her. She smacked on the table as she joined Felicia Chuck in scolding Stella Grace, "You're so shameless. You're stealing your sister's man. You're just a b*tch who was birthed from another b*tch." Frederick Addington had kissed Stella abruptly in public. Her stomach was filled with suppressed anger which had nowhere to escape to. The worst thing was that he was holding her too close. It was too hot and too annoying. She pushed Frederick away and looked at Renee deeply. She said rudely, "Your husband is my father. If what you said was true, then Felicia is a b*tch, and you have married a b*tch. In that case, aren't you even more despicable?" "How dare you!" Wilson Chuck roared at Stella. His eyes were shooting daggers at her. "I have invited my future son-in-law to dinner today. I have had nothing to do with you since a long time ago. Get out of here." Wi
"Are you free tonight? I want to treat you to dinner," Bettany Hadley said softly. "Sorry, I'm not free tonight. I'm treating someone else to dinner," Stella Grace refused. "Then could we meet tomorrow at noon? I have something very important to tell you." "You could just say it now. We don't have to meet each other." Stella tried to avoid meeting up with Bettany. There was no particular reason for it, she just didn't want to. "I have something to give you. I'll wait for you in Room 302 at the Purple Garden Restaurant tomorrow. See you then." Bettany said and hung up the phone before Stella could answer her. Stella put her mobile phone into her bag. "Who is it?" Frederick Addington asked curiously. "It was Bettany," she replied. "She's bad news. I don't think you should go. Nothing good will come out of it. By the way, I heard that Jasper didn't marry her. Instead, he gave her the house and the rest of his savings," Frederick said with an
Stella Grace deleted the number, threw the phone on the bedside table, and lay down on the bed. She was so tired that she fell asleep without taking a bath. She had a dream. She dreamed that she was sitting on a boat, surrounded by a lake that stretched into the horizon. The sparkling surface of the lake reflected her face. Jasper Milton was also on the boat. He leaned over, kissed her, took off her clothes, and made love with her. As she reached the peak of pleasure, Jasper's face suddenly turned into Frederick's. She was startled at the change and tried to escape in a panic. Frederick held onto her waist to prevent her from leaving and forced her to have sex with him. She kicked him away in fear but couldn't retreat, so she immediately jumped into the lake. At the bottom of the lake, she saw a woman who was also naked. She swam towards her, and saw the woman's face. She looked exactly like her, and her face was full of tears. She
Stella Grace hung up the phone. She was lost in her thoughts. "What's wrong?" Frederick Addington asked as he held her cold hand. Stella shook her head and said, "I heard some shocking news, so I'm feeling a little flustered." "You always think too much and keep everything to yourself. You'll get depressed if you go on like this. Stella, you should make more friends," Frederick suddenly suggested. "Real friendships are few and far in between. Those whom you associate with regularly tend to become bad people. On the other hand, those whom you rarely interact with would be the ones who were always there for you. Sometimes a friend can be scarier than an enemy. I would rather have a few true friends than a lot of meaningless friends," Stella retorted. Frederick nodded. "You're right. You already have me." "Ha." Stella let out a laugh and looked out of the window. Somehow, her smile made him uncomfortable. "We're here." Frederick reminded her
She cried for more than ten minutes. Her face was covered with tears and snot and her eyes were swollen. She struggled to catch her breath and her mind was blank. After that, she came out of the bathroom stall, walked to the mirror, and washed her face. She raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror. She took a deep breath and traced her fingers along the pale face reflected on it and whispered, "Don't be sad. Jasper is gone, but I will accompany you and protect you forever. From now on, no one can hurt you." The cleaner came in and looked at Stella strangely. Stella Grace glanced at the cleaner, straightened her back and walked out of the bathroom. Before the door was closed, she heard the cleaner saying, "Crazy woman." She trembled and her hands, which were hanging by her sides, were also shaking. She pushed the door open and glared at the cleaner with sharp eyes. "What did you say?" The cleaner saw that Stella was angry. She was, after al
"You can't just simply follow strangers. I don't know you. You should ask your mother to take you to the place you want to go to." Stella rubbed the kid's head and said softly. "I can't let my mother know that place, otherwise, I will be taken away, but I have to get a very important thing from that place. Auntie, I believe in you, so please help me, okay? Otherwise, I will die." The kid pleaded. "Where do you need to go? What important thing are you talking about?" Stella asked vigilantly. "I hid a map at that place a while ago, but I'll only know where its exact location is after I arrive at that place. I've made a mark there previously," he said. Stella frowned and looked at the little child. "What map?" "Its about the base. I'm going to retrieve it and give it to my father," said the child. The corner of Stella's lips curled upwards. She found a loophole in the child's words. "Then you should go to your father and tell him about the map, no
The bullet pierced through his chest, and blood dyed Joseph's silver coat red immediately. "Joseph!" Waverly's eyes were bloodshot, and her roaring voice was choked. He looked at her, and wanted to smile, but he didn't have the energy to do so. He fell a few steps back, and leaned against the window. The sea breeze tousled his hair into a mess. "Let go of me!" Waverly struggled, but they were too strong and she couldn't escape. "Push him down, and make sure he dies," said the person who was holding Waverly captive. "No!" Waverly yelled, but her efforts were futile. They walked up to Joseph and pushed him down the window ruthlessly. She screamed, "Joseph Mccarthy!" The person who was grabbing Waverly released her all of a sudden, and she rushed to the window as fast as lightning. Then, she jumped into the sea without hesitation. Joseph had been shot, and his blood diffused into the sea rapidly. Waverly dived into the red pool of blo
Boris asked, "What's the solution?" Breddy answered, "We'll have to make her take the initiative to face it." Boris sighed, "That's easier said than done." Shaking his head, Breddy replied, "It's not too hard. You said it yourself that she's a kind person. She would even help a complete stranger, so what makes you think she won't save a person that's extremely important to her?" Boris was stunned. Breddy continued, "If this person was heavily injured for her, she would realize that there's someone in this world who still loves her, and she'll naturally want to stay in this world for a little longer. By then, she'll be willing to open up her heart." Boris took a pause, and said, "But who is this person?" To the Waverly Martell of the past, Bellamy was everything to her. However, at present, he was nothing. She cared about everyone, but she refused to let others care about her. It seemed as if she had already merged into the world, but th
Waverly frowned and looked at Breddy's left hand. She saw as he put the coin in his left hand, "What if I want you to jump off the top floor?" "Then I'll jump right down." Breddy said affirmatively. He raised his smile and looked incredibly confident. His character was like the calm deep blue sea, vast and far-reaching, which made her feel at ease. Waverly's eyes once again fell on his left hand. "Believe in what you've seen. Things aren't as complicated as they seem. It's just that simple," Breddy reminded her. Waverly pointed at his left hand. As expected, the coin was in the palm of his hand when he opened it. "You won. What do you want me to do?" asked Breddy. Waverly looked coldly at the man in front of her. She would even save a stranger whom she didn't know, so how could she ask Breddy, who was treating her, to seek death? She had no idea why, but judging by his self-confidence, he seemed like he was playing house with
Waverly hesitated. "Just talk to the psychiatrist. Perhaps he would give you new ideas and inspirations. Didn't we agree that will be better for our future?" Boris encouraged her. "We are leaving tomorrow. We might not have time. Thank you for your kindness," Waverly said. "I have made an appointment at ten o'clock in the evening in the hotel. He will come to the hotel," Boris said. "Y-you have arranged an appointment for me today?" Waverly had an unspeakable strange feeling in her heart. Even after knowing the death of his girlfriend, Boris could still call a psychiatrist for her. Did he do so out of friendship, generosity or because he pitied her? "My girlfriend said that she wanted me to do my best to help others on her behalf," Boris said with a smile. "The heavens must have summoned her back to be an angel," Waverly comforted Boris. "I think so too." It was night. Waverly ate a little, took a shower, stayed in the r
Cadwell looked at the files in his hand. They were very thick. He flipped through them briefly. There were twelve pages in it. The files talked about a lot about the nation's history, analyzing the cause, the process, and the result of those incidents. It also explained a few things regarding Queen Danina and Prince Caesar. It analyzed their personalities and gave a prediction on what the future would be like. The analysis was flawless. Every word was written in perfect unison. He could prepare himself in times of danger, so he could exert the right amount of pressure when needed. Furthermore, she had given him two plans, one of which was to work with her and expand his diplomatic power in M Country. She represented the Mccarthy family and also the highest level of weapons. Of course, if he did not feel that such a cooperation was necessary, they would still maintain a good relationship. After all, there was no hatred between him and the Mccarthy family. He woul
"I was wrong. I've realized deeply that I was in the wrong. I should bad-mouth you rather than Madam. Mr. Mccarthy, I should offend you rather than offend Madam," Yadriel lowered his head and said in a low tone. Joseph stood up and walked up to him, "You feel wronged?" "I feel wronged on your behalf." Yadriel's eyes were red as he said, "Mr. Mccarthy, I know very well that even though you've treated her so well, she has never treated you fairly. As soon as Bellamy went to find her, she threw everything away. She didn't even want the title of Peace Lady and was willing to follow Bellamy again. Does she know how much effort, energy and time you've spent in order to earn the title of Peace Lady for her?" "She likes Bellamy, so naturally she doesn't need to think about what's fair or not with him," Joseph said clearly. "If so, why are you treating her so well?" Yadriel didn't understand Joseph's actions. "You're my best friend," Joseph said with sadness in his
Waverly sat down on the sofa, "How's your relationship with Madam Lenny?" "Oh, Madam Lenny has an excellent relationship with Queen Danina. In the past, I even had a meal with Queen Danina with her help," Thomas said. "Do you know why the relationship between her and Queen Danina is so good?" Waverly asked. "I can only say that Madam Lenny has brilliant judgement. In addition to that, she's quite capable. When Queen Danina wasn't a queen yet, they were already close friends." "Perhaps Madam Lenny invested quite a bit of effort in making Queen Danina the queen. Thus, their friendship is incredibly firm and unshakable. At the moment, Prince Caesar is one of the most popular heirs to the throne. Once he becomes king, perhaps Madam Lenny's status will become even more unwavering." "Besides that, according to what I know, Madam Lenny has a strong relationship with many other countries. If those strong countries join forces, then there's no way to break through
"When my friend sent me the video, I asked him to delete it immediately. I came here with a lot of sincerity. Since you've said so, I suppose we don't have to talk about the agreement anymore. I will leave Mexiland in a moment. I'd better not interfere with your business, lest I offend both parties," Waverly said coldly. "Who is your friend? If you don't tell me, I can only treat you as one of them. If you want to leave Mexiland, it won't be that easy," Thomas warned. "Joseph. It was Joseph who gave me the video," Waverly said and hung up. The phone rang with another call from Thomas. Waverly answered and her tone was impatient as she said, "Is there anything else?" "Why did Joseph do that? I don't have anything against him," Thomas didn't understand. "What he wants must be done. If you don't understand him, you can ask your friends about him. I have already told him not to do this, but you insisted on beating around the bush. According to my underst
Agnes smiled, "Okay." "Go rest," Waverly said and slowly closed the door. She stood by the window and looked at the traffic downstairs. Truth be told, she was quite far away and the road was so dark that she couldn't see much with her naked eyes. At most, she could feel the cars rushing by with their bright lights switched on. She wondered where the people in the cars were rushing to. Were they going home or going out to have fun? Did they have desires in their hearts or were they lost in pretense and living like a walking corpse, interacting with people every day? At the moment, she had no other choice but to march forward bravely. She didn't want to go back. She picked up her phone and blocked Bellamy's phone number with a cold and emotionless gaze. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart and she felt much more relaxed. She threw her phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After bathing, she laid on t