Jasper didn't say anything. "Don't tell me that you took it seriously? You're such an inarticulate and unfathomable person. I really don't know what Stella likes about you. Your silence?" Allen continued to joke around. Jasper remained silent. Allen sighed. "You don't have to see me off tomorrow. I will feel uneasy if I see you. Coming alone and leaving alone is quite good actually. I didn't gain anything, and I didn't lose anything either. Good night. Be happy every day." "Alright," Jasper replied in a deep voice. Jasper really did make Allen feel uneasy. When he told him to be happy every day, Jasper replied concisely, but he ignored the whole conversation before that. Ah, he didn't want to lower himself to his level anymore. He hung up the phone and slowly made his way upstairs to have a good sleep. He would be leaving early morning the next day... ...... Stella woke up quite early the next day and she looked at her mobile
Stella was not angry. "How many days would you normally see your son in a month?" "That's none of your business. Just look at yourself. I think that this place will close down soon," Owen's temper got even worse. Stella smiled. "You miss your son very much whenever you steal things, don't you? You think that he would appear whenever you steal, then you could meet and talk to him, am I right? You could also see the way he cares for you through his behavior. You are very self-abased and you are always afraid that your son will abandon you." "What nonsense are you talking about!" Owen stood up in agitation. "What do you mean by self-abased? I am not self-abased. You look more like it yourself. You realize that you can't cure me and so you start scolding me and even cursing me, saying that my son wants to abandon me. I will go to the Consumer Association and sue you!" Stella was very calm. She did not say a word, and she merely looked at Owen quietly. She was very g
"Did Vann ask you to come over?" Stella asked. "Yes. He said that you'll be arriving ahead of time, so he told us to come earlier," Jasper walked to her and looked at her deeply. "My apologies. There were patients in the clinic today, and the consultations went very well, so I changed the time at the last minute. I'm sorry if this has inconvenienced you. I will take note next time," Stella said with a smile. "Mm," Jasper replied. Stella was a little stunned. It seemed that her behavior had really troubled him and she would have to be more careful in the future. The two of them entered the police station together. Jasper was quiet, and Stella was too embarrassed to speak as well. The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward. She looked at him, but he did not look back at her. His side profile looked cool, and then she looked away. Their relationship was already in the past. Since he wanted to remove all his memories of her, that must mean that he
"Renovate it just the way I like it?" Stella asked him as she accepted the glass of water that he handed to her. Jasper looked at Stella gloomily. "In the past, you were slow to warm up. I was worse than you were. This time, I want things to be quicker. I like you. I like you very much, more than you could imagine." Stella put down the glass and said, "You say that you like me, yet you want to erase your memory of me." "Because I thought that you were with Allen. I didn't want to destroy your happiness. But I was sad, disappointed, and I just couldn't take it anymore. That's why I wanted to erase my memory," Jasper said seriously. They didn't sound like sweet words, but they were more like a statement. For a moment, Stella didn't know how to express her thoughts, and her mind was in a mess. "I'll need some time to think about it, alright?" Jasper's gaze got darker. "Let me know once you've figured it out. If you decide not to be with me anymore, I'll
Stella looked at the ring and said, "Uh... isn't it too fast for us?" "We were never divorced anyway," Jasper said. Stella was speechless. She was a little confused and she started stuttering, "We didn't divorce, but you were already prepared to remove your memory. Wouldn't I risk committing bigamy then? I mean, you won't remember that we are divorced." "Before I remove my memory, I'll make a phone call and annul our marriage. That way, you won't be charged for bigamy," Jasper explained seriously. Stella felt that she was hilarious. She wasn't planning to get married again anyway, so she wouldn't have to worry about being charged for bigamy. She put the ring in her pocket. Jasper frowned. "Aren't you going to put it on?" "You're not wearing it either, are you?" Stella asked in return. Jasper immediately slid the ring onto his ring finger. Stella had some thoughts and returned the ring to him. Jasper's heart thumped, and
Stella put the fishing rod down, took out a contracted pole from the bag, and inserted it into the ground. She then fixed the pole with a stone. On top of the pole was a round hole that was surrounded by non-transparent plastic. If someone were to go into the hole, only the head could be seen and nobody could look in. Jasper nodded. "It's indeed very convenient." Stella smiled slightly. She immediately pulled up the rod when she saw the bait moving. It was a five-centimeter-long crucian carp. Stella continued fishing. Jasper set up the tent and went into the forest to pick up a lot of dried wood. He surrounded two areas with stones about ten meters away from the tent, which would be used to place the firewood. This place seemed to be very desolate, and there might be some wild beasts in the mountains. With campfires, the wild animals would not dare to come close, and the mosquitoes would stay away too. He surrounded an area about ten meters behind th
Stella's face turned red before she could even answer. She turned around and ignored him. Jasper turned over, grabbed her waist, pulled her to his side, and smelled her scent greedily. His face was rubbing against her hair. Stella could feel his breath enveloping her face, and her heart was in turmoil. "Jasper, it's hot," Stella said. He turned her face and kissed her lips. Stella's heart started thumping, but for some reason, she wasn't repulsed by it. Jasper's movements became more and more aggressive as if what was going to happen next was bound to happen. His hand reached in from under her clothes and he unfastened her bra from her back. Stella was in a daze. She felt dizzy because of the heat. She couldn't think of anything and everything seemed to be under his control. It was only when he entered that she finally regained her senses and cried out. "It hurts." "Okay, I'll slow down," Jasper kissed her face and lips.
Jasper was at the lakeside and there were pebbles everywhere. He inserted the branches close to each other and arranged them in the shape of an upside-down conch. The outer layer looked very narrow but it was actually very large on the inside. When the fishes smell the scent of fish food inside, they would follow it and swim in eventually. They would not be able to find a way out once they swam into it. After that, Jasper went to set up a laundry rack using some branches, while Stella went to wash some clothes on the other side of the lake. Jasper was ready with the laundry rack when she was done washing the clothes. Stella got a little hungry after drying the clothes under the sun. When she checked the time, it was already 11.30 a.m. It felt as though they hadn't done much, but time passed by very quickly and it was a productive morning. "Do we have enough noodles?" Stella asked. "There's still a big bag of it. I bought 500 grams. We could pair it w
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