Jasper could tell that she was still dissatisfied with Stella. His gaze grew deeper. "She must have been devastated when I left without saying goodbye and chose to die back then. After all, she had worked so hard for so long. That's why she chose to forget the past. My past self lived for the country, but now, I want to live for her. She has sacrificed too much for me," Jasper said. His tone softened when he talked about Stella. Suzi seemed touched. "We owe her a lot. Don't worry about Ralph. I'll raise him and set him right. I'll teach him how to be a decent man." "Stella considered your feelings when she left back then. She was worried that you would be too sad, so she asked someone to send Ralph to your side. She wanted you to be happy. If she makes you uncomfortable now, I hope that you could understand her circumstances then," Jasper said in a deep voice. Suzi's eyes turned red, "I just wonder how a person could be so rational to the point that she co
"She is your mother's goddaughter. Your mother doesn't have anyone else by her side. Just let her accompany your mother. Your mother will also need someone to take care of her," Stella said softly. "She had scolded you just now. Don't you blame her?" Jasper asked as he picked up Sandro's toys. "Of course not. She feels sorry for Ralph, so she will definitely be angry when I refute her. People will usually say hurtful things when they are angry. That's normal. Furthermore, she is already dissatisfied with me, so she will definitely vent it out. She is getting old. We have to take good care of her in the future," Stella said with a smile. Jasper also smiled. She might look cold, but deep down, she knew a lot and was very considerate. "Sandro, call me Daddy," Jasper said. "Daddy," Sandro shouted absent-mindedly while playing with his toys. Stella felt a sense of tenderness in her heart seeing how well-behaved he was. She lowered her head and plant
Stella lowered her head and smiled softly. Jasper looked at her, perplexed. "What are you laughing at?" "I feel very blessed, so I'm very happy. Thanks to my past efforts, I could find happiness so easily now," Stella said happily. The street lights were reflected in her eyes, and they were sparkling with emotions. His heart softened upon hearing what she said. Raising a smile, he held her hand, their fingers interlocked, and he said, "I'll tell you everything in the future. I won't leave you guessing or force you to make a choice." "That's the best. You know, you will always hate the job you do. I always need to guess people's minds at work. It's annoying as it feels like life is just exhausting," Stella replied as she leaned on his shoulder and looked up at the moon. The moon that night was very round, bright, and beautiful. "When are you going to see Eli in D Country? I'll arrange for it," Jasper said softly. "I would like to meet Sean befor
"Stella was bathing just now, and Ralph turned off the water pump," Jasper said in a low voice. Suzi paused and looked at Jasper in disbelief. She asked, "Did he really do that?" "When Bettany was there, she kept messing with Ralph and Stella's relationship. Back then, Bettany accused me of killing my friends. In order to save me, Stella kidnapped Ralph and tried to force Bettany to tell her the truth. But Bettany would rather abandon Ralph than tell her the truth and save me." "What happened in the end? How did you get out? Didn't Bettany betray Christian and save you?" Suzi didn't know much about what had happened that year. "Bettany betrayed Christian because Stella went to find Frederick. Everything that Bettany did was just to get Frederick's favor. In the end, Bettany was sent to an asylum, but Ralph always remembered that it was Stella who kidnapped him. That's why he hated Stella to the core," Jasper explained. Suzi understood. "So, what are you go
"How did they let you down?" Suzi was frightened. "This child is too terrifying. He's simply a demon. No one has ever let you down, but you have done so many wrongdoings to other people many times." Ralph pursed his lips tightly and the expression in his eyes became arrogant. "Come on, if you want to kill me, just do it. Anyway, you've been trying to kill me for a long time." "If I wanted to kill you, it would just be a matter of seconds. Your wrongdoings are enough to put you in jail for ten years," Jasper roared sternly. "It's just ten years. I'll be nineteen years old when I come out after ten years. What should I be afraid of?" Ralph said indifferently. "What a rebel! How on earth did the Milton Family have a child like you?" Suzi was troubled. "Culver, send him to Zarriah's place. Without my orders, he is not allowed to leave the island," Jasper ordered. "Yes," Culver nodded and took Ralph away. Suzi sat on the chair powerlessly, still loo
Stella could no longer remember these things, but her mood brightened when she looked at Jasper's smile. "Life will torture us, but it will also surprise us," Stella said with a smile. Jasper held her hand. To him, it was a pleasant surprise that Stella had returned to his side. Life was very short, so what else did he desire? After a while, the waiter brought in two sets of crab roe pastry, two sets of steamed buns, two bowls of mushroom soup, and a large pot of earl grey tea. He also thoughtfully served a plate of sauce and a few extra plates. "The waiter here is very thoughtful," Stella said. "Give it a try," Jasper put a steamed bun on Stella's plate. Stella took a bite and said, "The filling seems to be shrimp, bacon, and carrot. They taste good." "Yeah," Jasper replied, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Stella held her chin in her hands and looked at him. She had a vague feeling that her husband was very handsome.
Bellamy and Jasper looked nearly identical. Stella felt like she was in a trance as she looked at Jasper. Jasper held Stella's hand and replied to Bellamy, "You're back." Bellamy's face lit up with a smile. Between his brows, his charming spirit was no less noticeable than before. "Congratulations. Every cloud has a silver lining, and your dark days are over." "All the best to you too," Jasper stood on ceremony and said formally. Bellamy's eyes dimmed, and his gaze fell on Stella's face. "If I had listened to you back then, perhaps the outcome would have been different." Stella did not understand what he was saying. Didn't Jasper say that he listened to her and married Waverly Martell? "There is no turning back in life. There is no space for regret since you have chosen to live your life that way. Instead, you must enjoy each day of your life," Stella advised. Bellamy smiled bitterly and did not continue to chat with Stella. He looked at
"If I wanted to take advantage of her, I would have slept with her when you were not around. Don't worry, she's yours. My relationship with her is not what you think. Even if I did, it was you who affected me. Now that you're back, it's none of my business," Bellamy said in a low voice. He looked quietly at Stella, who was downstairs. He had dreamed of her several times over the past year. That was when Jasper parted ways with her. Whenever Jasper dreamed about her, he would also dream about her. However, this time, he thought of himself as an outsider, because he clearly knew that it was Jasper who had dreamed about her. The connection between twins was truly strange. It was easy for them to lose their senses. Fortunately, he had returned to his true self. He was grateful to Stella for never giving him any chances. "This year, I'm going to make up for her wedding. I didn't manage to do it previously due to various reasons. I also want to give her a
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