When she first named the dog, she didn't think much. She just thought that Apollo sounded nice and bright. However, she had always loved him deeply. Stella Grace smirked and she put her hand on his waist gently. "We will be happy in the future." "Yes, we will." "I'll cook first then. I'll call you once I'm done," Stella said softly. "I'll be in the study. Let's get the marriage certificate in the evening," Jasper said. Stella's eyes sparkled. She remembered the last time they got married, both of them were very happy. On the day of their marriage, Bettany Hadley came back. What was left with her was pain, which made her illness go out of control. At present, her mental illness was under control, but she was still a little scared. "Do you plan to tell your parents?" "I'll let you decide. I'll let them know if you want them to. If you don't want them to know, I will hide it from them forever. Even if we have children, they will be our
Stella Grace understood, "Let's take it one step at a time then. We should be more cautious and wait for the enemy to make a mistake." Jasper Milton kissed her on the forehead, "About having another child, let's just allow nature to take its course, alright? After all, we already have Dante." Stella nodded, "I'll cook first then." She turned around and went into the kitchen. Jasper followed her into the kitchen. "I'll help you." Stella smiled happily. While she was washing the vegetables, she said softly, "I missed the life we had on that deserted island. We got up at sunrise and rested at sunset. Every day was filled with surprises. We threw our troubles aside when we were there. It was like a paradise." "When Dante is old enough, I will pass the company to him. Then, we can live on the island. I have already bought the island, so it's mine now. I sent some scientists to study the island. Research shows that under normal circumstances, the island wo
"What is it?" Stella Grace waited for Jasper Milton to speak. "Hale was arrested. She will probably be court-martialed soon and she will most likely be executed." Jasper said seriously. Stella's heart skipped a beat as she thought of Hale Summer. She thought that she had led a miserable life, but it seemed that she was a tad luckier compared to Hale. "Where did she get caught?" Stella asked with sympathy in her eyes. "She was caught as soon as she landed at the airport in A country. My former subordinate caught her. He didn't report it immediately. He told me about the arrest first." Jasper said in a low voice. "Do you think that she is the spy?" Stella pulled her seat belt and asked. "In the beginning, I thought only both of us had survived. There was no one else apart from her. However, Bettany appeared later. The spy was definitely one of them. However, Bettany was disfigured, imprisoned, and suffered inhuman treatment. She even gave b
Please? Why was she pleading her? Was Hale asking her to save her? Or was she asking for help with other matters? Stella Grace realized that her hands were trembling. Hale Summer lowered her head and wrote the secret on Stella's hand. "That operation never existed." Stella did not understand. "What do you mean?" "It was just a drill. The mission was fake, but the deaths were real." Stella still didn't understand what she meant and she looked at Hale suspiciously. "Tell Jasper. He will understand what I'm saying. If the whole operation was fake, how could there be spies?" Hale continued to write. Stella felt a chill on her back. "How did you know that?" "I needed money, so I accepted some missions. During one of the missions, I was assigned to S Country and I met a minister there. I sneaked into their database and discovered a scandal. The Vice President of their country was our rescue target. He had a secret lover in X Country
Stella Grace felt uncomfortable upon hearing Frederick's unfriendly tone. She then smiled, "My presence here doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?" Frederick Addington suddenly realized that he might have come off as rude. "I was just curious. After all, you don't seem like a person who likes to be in this kind of occasion, Miss Wheeler." "You don't know me well enough. How would you know whether I like it or not?" Stella retorted. The atmosphere between the two of them was filled with hostility. "Master Addington, do you know each other?" someone asked. Frederick shrugged his shoulders. "Sort of." He looked at Jasper Milton and said, "When I heard that you were here, I came here to propose a toast. Director Milton, you must have had a lot of trouble recently, right?" "It has nothing to do with you," Jasper said coldly. "Of course it has something to do with me. We've known each other for such a long time, and I hope that you wou
Stella Grace smiled and she said, "What if the woman you loved comes back one day?" Frederick Addington suddenly paused and he looked at Stella suspiciously. He loosened his hand and his eyes dimmed. "I don't think she will ever come back again. I think Jasper thinks the same too. That's why he allowed you to be his assistant." Stella caught the strange look in his eyes. "Frederick, do you want to make a deal?" "What deal?" Frederick's eyes lit up with hope. "What do you mean when you said that I will soon regret my decision?" Stella asked. Frederick glanced at her and said, "Jasper is doomed. If you continue to stay by his side, you will soon regret it." "Jasper is doomed? What do you mean?" "Natalie, are you really worried about Jasper? Are you interested in him?" Frederick suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with suspicion. "If you're talking about Hale, then I suppose that you're thinking too much. Jasper is not going to save her." St
"I don't think you should involve yourself any further in this matter. I'll handle it," Jasper Milton said in a low voice. Stella Grace felt a little uneasy. She knew that Jasper was worried that she would be in danger, so he did not want her to be involved. However, she was not afraid of danger, nor was she afraid of death. Instead, she was worried that something bad would happen to Jasper. The thought of something awful happening to him made her eyes turn red. "Jasper, I promise that I would not run away if something bad happens to you. We'll face it together, okay?" "The difference between us is that I can't be dealt with by ordinary people with my skills and abilities. However, if they decide to go after you, you will be an easy target." Jasper said seriously. Indeed, she was powerless and she could not help him even if she wanted to. "I really don't understand. Why do you like me? I have a bad temper and I'm don't have any strengths. My ch
Once you had lost someone you love, it would feel as though the world was void of color. All that was left was black and white. You could be surrounded by many people but still feel so alone. No matter how hot the summer was, it would still feel cold. When she was eating, she would think of the times they had eaten together. His favorite dishes and how he would pick the bones for her. When she was sleeping, she would remember how he lay by her side and she would use his arm as her pillow. When she was walking, she would think of him walking beside her. He would let her walk on the inside, and he would hold her hand when crossing the road. When she was watching TV, she would think about him sitting next to her. He didn't enjoy soap operas, but he wouldn't fight to change the TV program with her. He would just be on his phone instead. When she was cold, he would put his coat on her and hold her hand. When she was tired, he would let her lea
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