"I felt like leaving after getting my heart broken. I wanted to leave the people I knew and the things that reminded me of the pain. I even turned off my Facebook, WhatsApp, and changed my phone number. I happened to meet a good stranger who happened to come from A city, so I came here," Natalie Wheeler lowered her eyes as she explained sadly. "Where do you live now? I saw that the address on your resume is the address of a hotel." Jasper Milton asked. "That's why I thought it was a very tempting offer that I could stay and eat at your place," Natalie said jokingly. Jasper did not speak as he continued driving. "My waist doesn't hurt anymore, so I don't need to go to the hospital. I just had a little bump. I'll be fine. You can pull the car to the side, and I can go back by myself." Natalie said, looking out of the window. "Auntie, since you're no longer in pain, could you cook dinner for me? I often eat in restaurants, and I'm tired of it," Dante said pla
Natalie Wheeler smiled as her eyes seemed to curve upwards. "Okay, thank you, Madam. What do the Young Masters like to eat then?" As soon as she said that, her cell phone rang. "Excuse me." Natalie walked to the side and answered the call. "Natalie, I have good news. Starting from tomorrow, Sean is going for an interview abroad for several days. Wahahaha, we can go on a trip together!" Eli Wayne said excitedly. "Have you forgotten? I've found a job that requires all my time. However, I was told that I'm entitled to four days of leave per month. Let's see if we could find a suitable time in the future. Then again, it's not good to ask for leave right after starting work," Natalie said apologetically. "Well, then give me one full day tomorrow. Let's go for a day's trip and go fishing together. I know a place that's fun." Eli was still in a good mood. "Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow," Natalie said, then hung up the phone and quietly turned on the reco
Natalie Wheeler went back to the kitchen and organized the ground beef and ground pork for the meatballs. She then mixed them with spices in their respective mixing bowls. Dante Milton ran to the kitchen, tilted his head and asked, "Auntie Natalie, why didn't you have dinner with us? You haven't eaten anything yet. Aren't you hungry?" Natalie smiled and squatted down in front of Dante. "I'm not hungry. I will make some meatballs later, so you don't need to worry about me, little kid." "Then I'd like to eat some meatballs later. Could you make one of each for me?" Dante gestured with his index finger, which was cute. "Well, okay, but you have to go to bed before 9 p.m." Natalie took out her phone from her pocket and looked at the time. It was already almost 8 p.m. She realized that the mobile phone was still recording so she turned it off. "Auntie Natalie, do you know how to tell a story? I want you to tell me a story." Dante looked at Natalie and said eage
"Dante, come here." Jasper Milton called out. Dante Milton stopped and smiled uncomfortably, but his hands were twisted together from nervousness. "Dad, what's wrong?" "Ralph's mother is living here today. You can sleep with me tonight." Jasper said softly. "Oh, then I'll go eat some meatballs first." After Dante finished speaking, he ran to the kitchen without waiting for Jasper to speak. Jasper sighed helplessly. In the kitchen. Natalie Wheeler scooped up some meatballs for Dante and put in a couple more on the skillet. Dante looked at the meatballs with sparkling eyes and licked his lips. "Natalie, can I eat now?" "You can, but be careful not to burn yourself. Do you want some ketchup with it?" Natalie asked softly. "Yes, please." Natalie gave some ketchup to Dante, which he then dipped the meatball into it and took a big bite happily. His cheeks were bulging. "It's delicious. It's so good. This is the best meatball I've ev
In the car. The light from the street lamps filtered through the window and lit up one side of Jasper's face, hiding the other half of his face in the darkness. Dante Milton leaned against Natalie Wheeler and said, "Auntie Natalie, didn't you say that you would tell me a story?" "Once upon a time, there was a little lion. When he was born, his father was killed by a hunter, and his mother was also taken away by the hunter. He and his sister were adopted by an elephant mother. When he was young, he was often bullied by tigers, hungry wolves, and wild dogs. Every time after being bullied, he told himself that he had to become stronger so that he would not be bullied. He ran faster than any animal, and his claws grew sharper than other animals. He also trained to avoid the trap of hunters. Finally, one day, he became the King of the Forest. He married a beautiful wife, gave birth to two children, and had his own family. From then on, they were happy tog
Jasper Milton returned home to find that Bettany Hadley had been waiting for him. He put Dante Milton on the bed and covered him the quilt. Bettany followed him. "Jasper, I have something to tell you." "Okay," Jasper responded and turned to leave. He closed the door and asked Bettany, "Has Ralph fallen asleep?" "I waited for you in the living room after he had fallen asleep. I know that Ralph has quite a temper. He is stubborn, rebellious, and naughty, and is not as obedient as Dante. Today, he treated Miss Wheeler rudely, so I am afraid that she would be prejudiced against him." Bettany said softly. "What do you think we should do then?" Jasper asked, looking at Bettany with his eyes closed. "Well, the reason why Ralph rejected Miss Wheeler so much is that he was afraid that she would replace me, so he put up a lot of resistance. If the tutor was selected by Ralph, I think he would not act this way." Bettany suggested. "Okay, let Ralph choose
Frederick Addington suddenly felt that someone was looking at him. He raised his head and saw a slightly chubby figure running outside. He was not interested in anyone who wasn't slim. Natalie Wheeler got on the taxi, told the driver Jasper's home address, and called Eli Wayne. " Eli, you're not going to sleep soon, are you?" "No, the baby is still playing with his gun. I'm so dizzy. I suddenly thought of a joke: little girls play with dolls and little boys play with guns, but when they grow up, it's the opposite! Hahahaha!" Eli laughed at her own joke. Natalie heard the deep meaning of this joke, but she was not in the mood to engage in small talk. "Eli, could you help me pinpoint the location of a mobile phone now?" "I think so. I'll need to ask Sean. Send me the phone number," she replied frankly. "Thank you, Eli." Natalie was touched. "Stop that. Aren't we friends?" Eli hung up the phone. Natalie sent the phone number to her. Th
Natalie Wheeler couldn't sleep for the whole night, only managing to fall asleep at 4 a.m. and wake up at 7:15 a.m. When she woke up, she remembered Jasper's words, "Since you care about Dante so much, come see him in person. Didn't you always want to find Dante? He is our child. Come back, come back alive to see him. Stella, Stella, I miss you so much." She closed her eyes and felt her heart aching terribly. It was like a flood that was about to break out of the dam. Since she couldn't fall asleep, she simply got up, changed into her sportswear, and went to the park behind the hotel to run. After running for two laps, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. She squatted down, her hands covering her heart to relieve the pain. She felt like an awl had pierced into her heart. "Miss, are you alright?" A familiar voice sounded. Natalie looked at the man with a pale face. It was Frederick Addington. In the back of her mind, she didn't want to h
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