"There would be three rooms downstairs too. A kitchen, a firewood room, and a dining room. Then, I would build a two-meter-high wall and a well outside. Our children could play in the yard every day. We could also take them to the beach every day and live a free and unfettered life." Jasper Milton said thoughtfully. She listened to him talk. His voice was deep, pleasant, much like the sound of a cello. An image flashed through her mind: A house facing the sea and spring flowers blossoming around. Stella Grace moved a stone to his side so that she could sit down beside him. She held Jasper's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. "You know, we still have our own responsibilities. Your parents, your army, your promise, my parents, my promise, and my wish. However, as long as we are alive, there will still be hope. I promise that when we finish what we have to do, if you still want to come to this island, I will accompany you." Jasper look
Stella Grace stood up in shock, and the rope in her hands fell to the ground. She asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" "I'll take you and leave this place first. We can talk about it on the boat," Frederick Addington said as he entered. Stella stood still, her eyebrows furrowed and breathing unsteady. Leave? What about Jasper? Should she tell Frederick that Jasper was also here? No, Frederick would not bring Jasper along, he might even kill Jasper here. She couldn't tell him about Jasper being on the island too. If she refused to leave, Frederick would definitely suspect her. He would not leave and when Jasper comes back, they would meet each other. "Wait for me outside. I'll pack up and leave," Stella said. Frederick looked around at this simple small house, from the bamboo board to the firewood in the corner, and the pork legs on the ground. Every time he saw something, his eyes became colder. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at
"I have no evidence. Ah yes, have you had your meal yet? Do you have a kitchen on this boat? I'll cook for you," Stella Grace quickly changed the topic. Now she just wanted to get to the shore safely, and then find a chance to let Suzi Shine know where Jasper Milton was. "Not yet, come with me." Frederick Addington turned around, took two steps, and stopped. Stella stopped instinctively and made sure to keep a safe distance from him. Frederick squinted at Stella with a cold look in his eyes. He ordered, "Come closer." Stella frowned slightly and took two small steps forward. Frederick took a big step toward her, put his arm around her waist, and pulled her to his side. "Why are you acting so strangely?" She looked up at him. Three years had passed, but there was no trace of aging on Frederick's face. Just by looking at his appearance, he was still handsome, and his coy eyes were full of charm, which was unparalleled. She still remembered
"Stella, if you dare to jump, I swear to you that I will make Celine Grace, Eli Wayne, and everyone whom you care about die with you," Frederick Addington warned. Stella Grace smiled as tears flowed out of her eyes. "The people I care about... includes you." Frederick was stunned as if his soul was hit by something fiercely and aggressively. He stood in a daze. Stella jumped off the boat without hesitation. Her whole body hit the surface of the sea. It hurt. However, it didn't hurt nearly as much as her heart, so it didn't matter. She watched herself slowly descend into the deep sea. It was so quiet that she could hear the sound of gurgling in her ears. The seawater was very blue as if it could wash away all the filth in people's bodies. Finally, finally, she died. If she had known that she would live such a painful life for the past three years, she wouldn't have bothered living on. It was a pity that she had dragged Jasper down wi
As soon as Frederick's words fell, Jasper Milton threw a punch at him. It was as fast as lightning. Frederick Addington stumbled a few steps back and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his thumb. He sneered and retaliated with an equally quick punch. He had long wanted to hit Jasper. Jasper had already come in between them when Stella was still Frederick's. She cheated on him and Frederick had endured it for a long time. Jasper turned sideways and dodged Frederick's fist. He grabbed his arm and pushed him away with all his strength. Frederick suddenly realized Jasper's motive, so he held back his fist. At the same time, he rushed over to Jasper and kicked behind him. Jasper stepped back to avoid Frederick's foot and loosened his grip on him. Frederick swung at Jasper again, who then loosened his arms and punched back towards Frederick's head. Frederick ducked and dodged the blow. As his elbow hit Jasper, Jasper managed to land a ki
"What?" Frederick Addington took his mobile phone and walked to the side. He lowered his voice and said, "Did you just say that Stella is missing? How did that happen?" "I don't know. I just went to Miss Grace's room and saw no one on the bed," Loomis Harper said with fear. "Did she wake up? Search everywhere in the villa. She shouldn't have gone far." Frederick said anxiously. "Every corner of the villa has been searched, and the surveillance video has been checked. No one came out of Miss Grace's room." Loomis reported. Frederick suddenly understood. He took out his cell phone, strode toward Jasper, and pulled Jasper's collar. Jasper Milton pushed him away and snapped, "Get out of my way." "Jasper, are you crazy? Without me, Stella can't live for more than a month. How dare you instruct your men to kidnap her?" Frederick suddenly became angry. Jasper frowned. "What do you mean? Was Stella kidnapped?" Frederick saw his reaction and felt
He asked the farmer why his and Stella's child was with him to begin with. The farmer told him six years ago, a man gave the child to him and asked him to raise him. The farmer was given 3000 dollars a month as compensation. After that, the man asked him to send the child to a man named Jasper Milton. Apart from that, he knew nothing else. Jasper asked if he could describe the man's appearance. The farmer shook his head and said nothing. He didn't know if it was because the farmer didn't know the man's appearance, or if he was not sure of it. He'd investigated the farmer's background as well as the people from the same village. There was nothing abnormal about them. This farmer was honest and lived in a remote village. No one knew where the child came from, and they had never seen the man mentioned by the farmer. Jasper was curious as to why the child was brought back at this time. Was it because the person did not want to see Jasper give up on himse
Jasper Milton nodded, looking quite satisfied. He looked at the girl in the middle. The girl in the middle smiled and said, "I used to be a language teacher in primary school, and I've taught students from grades one to four, so I have a deeper understanding of the education plan implemented in primary schools. I'm sure I'll be able to teach the young masters well." Jasper also nodded and looked at the last woman. At first glance, she was very beautiful, and there was no flaw in her delicate facial features. Her skin was fair, especially her big eyes, which were unusually calm inside, like a spring. She was not as impetuous as the beautiful girls in modern times. The only thing that didn't suit the modern aesthetic standards was her figure, which was slightly chubby and round. "Hello, Mr. Milton. My name is Natalie Wheeler. I'm 28 years old and have been working in an orphanage in C City. I think that your children don't lack education. They are educated,
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