They departed at 3 p.m. It was already 7.30 p.m. by the time they arrived home. Stella began to cook and clean up the house once they returned home. Jasper, on the other hand, went back to check on Gracie and fed her. Gracie was barking repeatedly from hunger. Jasper stroked Gracie's head, pity flowing in its eyes as he gazed at her. "From now on, I'll bring you along wherever we go." Gracie barked twice as though it understood Jasper's words. "Come on, let's bring you to your actual home," Jasper put the dog cage into the car and got in with Gracie. Then he drove to Stella's house. Meanwhile, Stella was still busy tidying up. Jasper placed the dog cage in the backyard and helped Stella to water the flowers. Stella stood by his side, staring at the flowers which she had taken care of with her heart and soul. She muttered, "We're leaving soon. The thing I can't bear to part with the most are my flowers." "You could let yo
"If possible, I want to try a special treatment on you. We will enter your subconscious, however, you will have to be conscious during the whole process," Stella suggested. Cyril was a little frightened at this thought. "He may do something to hurt you if he comes out." Stella broke into a gentle smile and reassured him, "That man is simply a figment of your imagination. You could easily defeat him and protect me. I believe in you." Cyril nodded his head. He downed the water in the cup nervously. Stella served him another glass of water, stirred it until a mixture was dissolved, and then handed it to him. "Drink it all in one go." Cyril was obedient, and he did as he was told. After that, he looked at Stella worriedly. Sitting opposite him, Stella tapped on the table's surface with her fingers and observed him quietly. Cyril started to feel a little sleepy after taking the medicine, so he closed his eyes. "Cyril, tell me, what do you see?
"Jasper," Stella called. "Yes?" Jasper responded. Stella gave him a small smile and said, "I'll call Vann now." Jasper looked at the time on his phone and replied, "Sure. We'll be able to eat in peace." Stella proceeded to contact Vann and headed to the police station. Sheldon had gathered the rest and handed all the information over to them. "We discovered that these girls have all traveled using Xyril Road, which leads to a remote seaside. The surveillance cameras on the road are very widely spaced. Edwin tracked the last girl's car and found that there was another car with the car plate of XXX01 traveling with her on the same road for a distance. We ran the number plate through the system and learned that it's a fake car plate number. So, we suspect that something fishy is going on with this person." "Whoever he is, he is very cautious. From what I can tell, he must be familiar with Xyril Road. He knows where all the surveillance cameras are
Stella looked at him, touched by his gesture. She said, "You should eat too. I could wait until the crabs have cooled down slightly. I'll deshell them myself." "It's okay, I'll do it for you," Jasper's simple sentence was firm and unyielding, which made it impossible for her to refuse. He was domineering and aggressive, but she felt happiness spread in her chest. Stella didn't refuse his kindness and ate the crab meat that he had taken out for her. "You should eat some," Stella said again. Jasper nodded as he hummed a response. Once the crabs had cooled down, Stella started to deshell her own portion of meat. It was a blissful moment as she ate the crabs while chatting away with Jasper. "Have you told Vann about our departure?" Stella asked suddenly. "Not yet. I'm going to tell him tonight." "Do you think that he will agree? We have solved so many tough cases for him since we got here," Stella took a breath and sucked out the
He then hung up the phone. Stella's heart sank at once. She remembered he was being hunted down by some people when she first met Jasper. Could it be that this incident had something to do with that as well? Jasper had a lot of mysteries surrounding him. She did not understand, and she was afraid to understand them. After so many years of studying psychology, Stella knew that the more she cared about something, the more she had to force herself not to think about it. She did not want to overthink. The more worried and afraid she was, the more she would put her whole heart and soul onto him, and that would make it difficult for her to focus on her work. Not only would it be of no help to him, but she would even burden him. Stella got up and cleaned up the house, but Jasper still didn't come back when she was done. Humans are so strange. She had once told Allen that if he could meet someone who could stay on his mind all the time and
Stella felt uneasy, but she did not show it. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Why are you here?" Jasper walked toward Stella and said, "I told you that my people have been silently protecting you, so I know where you are and what you are doing at all times." Stella's heart sank at his words. She felt like she had been spied on. She requested, "Could you ask your men to stop following me? It makes me feel uncomfortable." "I'm worried that something might happen to you." Jasper did not agree. Stella chuckled and dismissed his worries, saying, "Nothing will happen. If something does happen, it will be fate. It doesn't matter." "It matters to me," Jasper said curtly and ended the topic. He then looked over at Master Olgic. Master Olgic stood up politely and nodded slightly to Jasper, greeting him, "Mr. Milton, long time no see." Jasper also nodded to Master Olgic. "Long time no see." "The food here is delicious. Come, take a seat," Stella said
Everyone had their own beliefs. Stella did not question the belief of Master Olgic. Perhaps, she had done too many bad things in her past life, which was why she was having such a hard time in this life. "Perhaps in this life, I have paid off for all the wrongdoings I did in my past life. Then I can live happily in my next life," Stella said jokingly. Suddenly, something seemed to rush out onto the road. Stella got a fright and slammed on the brakes. "What's wrong?" Master Olgic asked. "I don't know. I think I saw something," Stella quickly opened the door and got out of the car. She saw a woman lying on the ground, dressed in tattered clothes and with panic in her eyes. "Are you alright?" Stella asked anxiously. "Help me, help me," the woman pleaded nervously. "Get in the car," Stella urged without second thoughts. The woman hurriedly stood up and wanted to get on to Stella's car. Just then, Jasper appeared out of nowhere and came
Jasper's expression softened, and he looked at her with his fiery gaze. "I can explain." "You don't need to. I don't want to hear it. It's your business," Stella said coldly. "Are you kicking me out then?" Jasper asked with a frown. "I wanted to take some time to think about our relationship. But now, I don't think I need to anymore. Whether you think I am indifferent or heartless, this is just how I am. Perhaps I am not worthy of your feelings, so let's end things here. Like you said, we haven't divorced, so let's get that done. As for your assets, I don't want any part of it." "What about Sandro? Do you not want him either?" Jasper asked. "The child is yours too. I believe that you will be a good father. If we see each other, it'll just be an additional emotional burden. If we don't, everyone can be at peace." "Everyone can be at peace?" Jasper's eyes were red and he smiled bitterly. He scoffed, "I'm afraid that you're the only one who would think
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