"Hayley, do you like snowy days?" Waverly asked. "No. On snowy days, we have to increase the intensity of our training, and it's easier to get sick. I like spring and autumn. It's neither too cold nor too hot. It's the best," Hayley said sincerely. Waverly looked out of the window and murmured, "I like the snow." Every time it snowed, Bellamy would treat her exceptionally well and let her sleep in his warm embrace. Her phone rang again. She looked at it, frowned, and answered the call impatiently, "What?" "It's snowing," Joseph said. "I know." "Don't go out and run around in this weather. Didn't you say that it was painful earlier?" Joseph said reproachfully. Waverly smirked and said provokingly, "It hurts when I see you, but it doesn't hurt when I don't see you." "In that case, you would probably in pain for the whole night tonight. My people have already gone to pick you up. You will sleep at my place tonight," Joseph ordered domi
Waverly was worried that this was going to be a trap. She had to be careful. She gave Joseph a call and asked, "Where are your people taking me to? Are we not going to the villa from the last time?" "Why? Are you afraid?" Joseph teased. "Of course. I only have one life. Why would I get into your car if I wasn't afraid?" Waverly huffed. "It's a relief to hear this coming from you. If you could stay this obedient from now on, it'll save me a lot of trouble." "You shouldn't have to worry about that, yes? After all, do I even have a place in your heart?" Waverly looked out of the window and said. Her breath formed a thin layer of fog around the window, and she drew a sad face on the window. "Are you trying to go against me?" Joseph's voice was low. "I wouldn't have gotten into your car if I was going to go against you. Where are you taking me?" Waverly returned to the topic. "You will know when you get there. Don't worry. No one is goin
Waverly was frightened. She didn't care about her mouth and immediately pushed his hand... Her strength was no match to his. She grunted as her nails dug into his flesh. Her brows were knitted tightly. He had hurt her badly, and she wanted him to feel the agony of pain too. Joseph stared at her and exerted more strength to his hand as if he was reaching for her soul. Waverly gritted her teeth and moved her face away. She lunged forward, aiming for his neck. Joseph saw through her and grabbed her face. Waverly scratched him on the face. Joseph flinched, and a piercing light flashed in her eyes. He was furious. With a strong pull, Waverly stumbled and was thrown into the spring. Waverly took the opportunity to slap him in the face, and three streaks of blood immediately appeared on his face. Joseph was infuriated. As Waverly turned around, Joseph pulled himself up on the edge of the pool and grabbed both her hands. Once he was ready,
"You've been soaking for more than an hour. You might get lightheaded if you were to stay in the water any longer," Joseph said. She was already suffocating, and her chest felt stuffy. "My clothes are still in the pool. Get them for me," Waverly frowned and said. "You can't wear those clothes anymore. I'll get someone to bring you new clothes," Joseph murmured. "Well, I would still have to wear something before going out, yes?" Waverly was embarrassed. Joseph walked to the door and put her down. There were white bath towels in the glass cabinet. Joseph took one and wrapped it around his waist. Then, he stared at her. Waverly turned around and took two bath towels to cover her body. She was not used to being naked in front of Joseph, nor did she like it. She wrapped herself up and said, "I could walk by myself. I don't need you to hold me." "I take back what I said before," Joseph looked at her with a burning gaze. "What?" Wave
Waverly pressed her lips tightly together, clenched her fists, and glared at him sharply. Even if she was angry, even if she threw a tantrum, what would it change? What would it achieve for her? Nothing. Joseph had always looked at her as if he were watching a circus clown, looking at her making a fool of herself, showing all kinds of weaknesses. Since that was the case, she had no choice but to fight and walk on. "You'd better be gentler in the future. If you do it that way all the time, it would hurt forever," Waverly said. Joseph's eyes seemed to display a flash of pity, but it disappeared so quickly that Waverly didn't notice it at all. "Got it. You should rest after getting a bite. I have something to tell you while we have dinner," Joseph said calmly as he carried Waverly away. If she told him to let her go, he definitely wouldn't. "Joseph, actually, you've served me well. Compared to other men, you're talented and are physica
Waverly couldn't believe all of what Joseph was saying, but it had a ring of truth to it. However, that piece of news was still too shocking to her. "Why did you tell me all these? Aren't you afraid that I'll confront the Mccarthys?" Waverly asked doubtfully. Joseph leaned on the chair lazily and said, "You are not allowed to have any close relationships with your relatives in A Country. You have been in A Country for too long. It's so that you won't be mentally affected by it. Besides, even if I didn't tell you, would you just stay away from the Mccarthys?" Waverly was silent. She knew that her silence was as good as a definite answer to him. She smiled and raised the wine glass on the table, saying, "I can't even beat you, what more to say the Mccarthys? You think too highly of me." "Well, you have me, don't you? I will get rid of your mother's murderer in half a year at most. She will disappear forever from the world. If you need my help, just say the w
Waverly's eyes dimmed. It turned out that it was useless. She knew that Joseph wouldn't tell her anything useful. Joseph was not the type to put himself in difficulty's way for other people's sakes. "Bellamy, I'm making a snowman. Look." Waverly faced the camera to the snowballs. "It's not done yet. It's just a round ball now. I'll go finish making it first." "Hey, it's snowing outside now. You will catch a cold if you're not careful. The snowman can wait until the snow has stopped falling. Hurry up and go back for now," Bellamy urged. Waverly felt warmth spreading inside her heart. Her hands no longer felt cold. She said in a softer tone, "Back then, we would also make snowmen together on snowy days." "That was only for a brief while. It doesn't matter. Be good and take good care of yourself. Don't make me worry." Bellamy frowned. Waverly's eyes glimmered. She felt his concern, but unfortunately, it was impossible for them to be to
Waverly opened her eyes. She realized that this was not her home in the President's manor. The toilet wasn't where she was familiar with it being. "I'm going to the toilet," Waverly told Joseph. Joseph looked in the direction of the toilet. Waverly followed his gaze sheepishly. After such an awkward incident, she was wide awake and no longer felt sleepy. Next to the sink was a disposable toothbrush, toothpaste, and a set of Lancome skincare products. She brushed her teeth, reapplied her skincare, and went out. Joseph had also gotten up and opened the curtains. It was very bright outside; everything looked white. "You are going to work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs today, aren't you? I've already made the necessary arrangements. After breakfast, my staff will send you to the personnel department for registration," Joseph said, looking intimidating in a formal suit. He was unlike Bellamy, who would still seem approachable no matter how forma