She, too, wanted to leave. However, Sean would definitely take his revenge on Stella if she died or disappeared. "Actually, his life lies in my hands. I would like to see how he plans to torture and anger me," Eli looked at her missing arm and said, "I might be willing to make just about any mistake." "Mm? You sound amazing," Reuben continued after her. Eli smiled. She felt that she was pretty amazing too. She punched Reuben lightly on his shoulder. Reuben quickened his steps and his face turned even redder. ...... Sean's car was in the front, while Eli and Reuben followed in a car behind them. Reuben instructed Eli on what to do. Eli memorized all her duties and the things she needed to pay more attention to. "I will be nearby." Reuben repeated. Eli's eyes curved into a smile. "You're younger than me. Let me count, you're younger by about six to seven years. Why are you acting like an old man?" "You look like a gi
"How does it feel?" "Excuse me, your grapefruit juice is ready," the waiter interrupted. "It's quite a relaxing experience. Your whole body is floating in the air, kind of like you're flying. Your back goes numb. It doesn't hurt and then you feel nothing," Eli explained. "Doesn't sound convincing to me. You'd better hurry and bring the grapefruit juice over," Reuben reminded. "What's the hurry? They're busy flirting with each other anyway. My presence there is like a third wheel. It'd be so wasteful if I were to serve it and they only drink one cup of the juice. Who knows? Maybe they sent me away on purpose," Eli said leisurely. She lifted her cup casually and took a sip of the juice... She realized what she had done. She looked at Reuben and said to the waiter awkwardly, "Sorry, could I trouble you for another cup of juice?" Reuben was amused by Eli's words. He was in no hurry to urge her to leave. However, Sean was in a hurry. He checke
Eli tugged at Reuben's shirt and spoke with a pout, "Reuben, please keep it for me. I have a bad memory. I'll lose all my money if I forget all about it." Reuben shook Eli's hand off. "Then remember this, there is still hope as long as you're alive. Doing stupid things brings no benefit to you." He left angrily. Eli raised her head and stared at the ceiling. Her eyes were red, and she was in a daze for a long time. After a while, Reuben came over with a distraught expression. "Mr. Yaleman is angry. They want to start playing but no one is picking up their balls." Eli touched her nose and asked, "Is it my job to pick up the balls?" "Yes, that seems to be the arrangement," Reuben said worriedly. Eli made an 'okay' gesture and said, "I'll head there right now. I was driven away just now, so you can't blame me." "I don't blame you. I'm just worried about you. Mr. Yaleman obviously wants to vent his anger on you. Be careful," Reuben reminded.
For a moment, Eli felt an urge to ask, "Could they grow an arm for me?" However, she did not have the strength to ask. She lost her arm because she had jumped off a building. She wouldn't have known that she lost an arm if she had died then. However, he was one of the reasons she committed suicide in the first place. Forget it, there were too many grudges between them. He hurt her, and she hurt him. All in all, they were a burden to each other. She couldn't keep track anymore, nor did she want to. She was tired. Now, she was more and more fond of sleeping. When she fell asleep, she could have all kinds of beautiful dreams. She could dream of the life she wanted to live in her sleep. Although it was just her imagination, she wished that it was all real. "Doctor, she had woken up just now. Why has she passed out again?" Sean asked in a panic. "We will try our best," the doctor promised, trembling. Eli slept again for
Eli thought hard. She was a person who valued dignity very much in the past. Whenever she quarreled with her boyfriend, no matter who was at fault, she would never be the first to apologize first. Now that she thought about it, it seemed that she had been too immature in the past. Apologizing did not mean that she had embarrassed herself, rather, it meant that she had grown up. Eli raised her head and looked at Sean. "It was my fault for betraying your trust, for not being loyal to you, for forgetting you so easily, for loving someone else so easily. Everything was my fault." "Will you do it again next time?" Sean frowned and asked. "No, I won't." Sean looked at her fixedly, his eyes flashing. Distress was etched on his face. "I forgive you." The corner of Eli's lips twitched. Her eyes were lowered so her expression was hidden. She bowed and said, "Thank you." "However, this is your last chance. Also, don't expect me to marry you. Y
She was too selfish in the past. She didn't want Sean and her child to be in danger. Even though Haward was locked up, she refused to reveal the secret which eventually led to his death. Now, was she going to let her selfishness be the cause of someone else's death again? No, it was a mistake. If she were to reveal it now, the death of countless lives would have been in vain. She couldn't be selfish anymore. She had to hold on with perseverance. Eli replied nonchalantly. "Yes." Sean's expression changed. "Sit down and have some breakfast." Eli thought for a moment, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Sean glanced at Reuben, who then motioned the chefs to serve breakfast. He prepared a cup of milk and pancakes. The pancakes were wrapped nicely so she wouldn't need cutlery. She could just use her hands. Eli wasn't familiar with using cutlery on her left hand. It was much more convenient to use her hands. She hadn't eaten proper fo
Wait? Why did he ask her to wait? Who was that man anyway? He must be on her side, for him to ask to wait in broad daylight. She had no one else apart from Stella. Could it be one of Stella's men? She couldn't leave if he was Stella's men. She didn't want Sean and Jasper to start fighting because of her. "Couldn't you walk a little faster? I'm already walking so slowly," Sean said unhappily. Eli was a little annoyed. "Just walk at your own pace. I'll still be able to follow you. I'll just run if I can't catch up." Sean's eyes sank as he locked his eyes on her. His gaze was inscrutable. Eli let out a sigh and walked towards him. "You really do have a temper," Sean said in a low voice. "I've always been like this," Eli replied. She was not afraid of offending him. Heck, she wasn't even afraid of death herself. Sean stopped talking. He turned around and continued walking. Eli followed him, keeping a distance behind. Soon, they entered
"I don't understand, Mr. Yaleman. What do you mean?" Sean was silent as a glint flashed across his eyes. It seemed that he had made up his mind. "Ask the doctor to send the medicine to my room later, and tell him to be on 24-hour standby." "Ah? Send them to your room?" Reuben asked in a puzzled tone. Sean picked Eli up and walked outside. Reuben understood now. Sean was going to carry Eli back to his room. He had a peculiar feeling in his heart, and for some reason, he could not seem to ignore it. He lowered his head. ...... Eli was still asleep even after a glucose drip and an amino acid infusion. She started murmuring in her sleep, "Mom, it's painful. My hand hurts." Sean immediately massaged her stump. Her hand was limp, swollen, and red. "My hands...," Eli muttered with tears streaming down her face. Sean was a little distressed. He wiped the tears from her face and said, "You will have one in the future. Medicine is advan
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