"Other people may say bad things to hurt you, to make you feel uncomfortable or depressed. But you have to remember not to pay any attention to them and don't let those people enter your life. Their opinions and words are only meant to hurt you and it doesn't necessarily represent the truth. You don't have to take it to heart," Stella continued. Eli nodded. Tears streamed down her face and her shoulders were trembling slightly. "You must learn to be mature. We could always stay ignorant and have people protect us so that we could do whatever we want, but the people protecting us will get tired too. Don't let the people who love you feel too tired," Stella said gently. Eli raised her head and looked at Stella. "What if I can't do it?" Stella smiled. "You could improve a little bit day by day, you will be happier as you work harder. Remember to take care of your mental state too. As long as you improve a little, you will be happy. A life with goals is a life well-
"I was possessed, that's why I killed you. I had never intended to do that," Samuel stepped back to the corner and squatted on the ground. He was trembling. "I'm so cold and I miss my family. I can't see my surroundings clearly. Where did you bury me?" Stella asked. Samuel kept his head low and put his arms around himself. Stella walked up to Samuel, placing her hand on his shoulder. Samuel's body was trembling as he looked at Stella, his eyes filled with fear. "If I can't find my way home, then I could only follow you." "No, please don't follow me," Samuel dared not look into Stella's eyes as he shrank into a corner. "Sir, where is my father, Darren? I want to take him home," Stella asked. Samuel looked at Stella and he seemed to have seen hope. "He's in Golden Sand Forest. I buried him under the ground. But, I am not sure where I buried him." Stella got up and looked at the helpless Samuel. She ignored him and went to open the doo
"When will your men come over?" Stella asked. "I might bring three people over tomorrow. There won't be enough time if I only bring two over. They have to clean up the house and do laundry too. Besides, I remember that you wanted to buy medical equipment before, right? I'll find an expert in construction and ask the soldiers to help with renovating the new building. It will get busy for a while," Bellamy seemed to have thought of everything. Stella pondered. She wanted a building solely for her medical equipment because she wanted to study the antidote. Now that she had decided to leave with Jasper, would she still need the building? Oh, right, she could also pass the responsibilities of the antidote to Bellamy. "Thank you," Stella said softly. Bellamy smiled and said, "As long as you are here, all of this is worth it." "I have one more thing to ask you. Could you bring Jasper's ashes back?" Stella asked. "He is resting in peace rig
Stella took a piece of grilled fish for Eli and placed it on her plate. "Mmm..." Eli moaned as she took a bite. "I think it tastes better than the one we had at the seafood restaurant." "The fishes there are probably farm-raised while these are wild-caught. They've probably been swimming in the ocean for a few years," Stella explained. "I want to come here and have lots of fish for the rest of my life, and nobody can stop me," Eli proceeded to grab another piece of grilled fish onto her plate. "Sure," Stella replied gently. Suzi looked at Eli and her eyes dimmed slightly. "I thought of Lynette." "I'm sure that she'll be fine, she just needs time to recover. You could bring her back here if her condition permits. She's probably lonely in the hospital too," Stella said. "I'll drop by the hospital tomorrow to visit her, then I'll ask the doctor if she could be discharged. Even if anything happens, it'd be better if she's at home," Suzi said.
Stella's mind was in a complete mess. She shut her eyes, worrying that they could no longer hide the fact that Eli was Sean's mistress. If that happens, then Eli would become the target of all the netizen's hate comments, and she'd definitely be the first to suffer. All of a sudden, her phone rang. Seeing that it was Sean, she quickly picked up and asked anxiously, "How could this happen?" "Stella, tell me who's more important to you, Bellamy or Eli?" Sean said seriously. "What do you mean?" Stella stood up from her seat, a bad feeling brewing inside her heart. "Bellamy is behind all of this. The video was taken by Rebecca's servant, Loraine. She's working for Bellamy." Stella was silent as she tried to recall everything. She still didn't quite believe it. Bellamy had clearly said that he would let her decide if he would run for the next Presidential elections. "Do you have any evidence?" "Loraine was a spy who had been exiled, but
"Mrs. Milton, please don't get too worked up, you're still pregnant," Elvis said with worry. He picked up Stella's phone and put it on the table. "You're going to follow Bellamy too, aren't you?" Stella asked Elvis directly. Elvis remained silent. Without saying a word, he lowered his head. Stella finally understood everything. The only reason they had taken care of her and protected her was that they thought Jasper was still alive. They were doing this because they thought that it would give them a brighter future. Once they were sure that Jasper was dead, they turned to another person to climb up the social ladder. Everyone was willing to switch sides to make it to the top. After all, it was human nature to be greedy. She understood this very well. She couldn't blame them. She could only respect their decision because there was nothing she could do about it. However, her heart was filled with sadness. Was this the Dark Shadow that she had bee
"Well, thank God Sean doesn't have someone he likes who is already dead. Otherwise, I'd never date him," Eli exclaimed. Stella remained quiet. Elvis looked at Eli worriedly, his gaze filled with concern as he shifted his eyes to Stella. Stella's eyes were red as she gripped Eli's hand tightly. "What's wrong?" Eli sensed that Stella was acting strangely. "Will you tell me what Master Olgic says to you after he tells you your fortune?" Stella asked. "Sure." ...... There was a large group of people lining up at the foot of the mountain, waiting to see Master Olgic. Stella lined up with Eli and waited for their turn obediently. A young clergyman ran over and bowed to Stella. "Miss, Master Olgic invites you to the main hall." Eli looked at Stella in surprise. "We're so lucky." "Mm," Stella replied. They followed the clergyman and soon arrived outside the church. "Miss Grace, please." "Eli, wait for me at the
"Yes," Sean confirmed calmly. Eli wiped the tears off her face. In her heart, Sean had always been a dominant and powerful person. Whenever he was with her, he would always smile at her. Although he was sometimes spiteful, he would still dote on her and pamper her. The current him, however, gave her a feeling of sorrow and depression. "Don't be afraid. It's okay, I'm willing to be locked up with you," Eli said, but all she felt was despair. She choked her sobs back. Sean laughed. He sounded happy. "How could you still laugh? This is all my fault. If I hadn't made you take care of Natasha, then you wouldn't have asked Yvonne to push her into the snake pit. If Natasha was fine, then none of this would have happened. I was the one who dragged you into this mess," Eli said guiltily. "My girl was being bullied, if I didn't stand up for her, then I don't deserve to be her man. Since that's the case, you don't have to feel sad. At most, I'll just lose
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