Waverly wanted to have a good sleep so that she would not have a headache when she wakes up. By then, she could join the rescue team immediately. She forced herself to sleep, but her mind was plagued with worry. She was afraid that Bellamy would be in danger. If Bellamy were to die, would there be any need for her to keep on going? She... didn't even get to spend the night with him. Waverly felt very aggrieved and troubled. Turbulent emotions tumbled in her mind and she couldn't sleep at all. She got up and went out of the room. She saw Rory resting outside. She asked, "Rory, do you have any sleeping pills?" Rory looked at her and reminded her, "It's best to not take any sleeping pills on the plane. If you stop moving for a long time, your blood flow will slow down. If you don't drink enough water, your body will become dehydrated. The temperature on the plane is low, and the slower blood flow in your arteries and veins of your lower limbs may form b
The building was in ruins. The ground was filled with potholes, bricks, and glass debris everywhere. Dead bodies were lying on the ground, some people were wounded, some were crying and wailing in pain. The smoke of gunpowder and the smell of death lingered in the air. Waverly's heart was in anguish. She got out of the car and saw a man who looked like he was from A Country. She ran over and asked that person, "Are you from A Country?" The man looked at Waverly and said respectfully, "Mrs. President." "Have you seen Bellamy? How is he? Where is he now? Is he injured?" Waverly asked anxiously. The man shook his head, "I don't know." Waverly ran toward the embassy. "Mrs. President!" the man shouted, "There's no one else in the embassy now. They've all been taken away by the Lancaster Army." "Why did the Lancaster Army take them away? Didn't Bellamy come all the way here to negotiate?" Waverly was puzzled. "I don't know. Mrs. President, you'
The bullet whizzed past Waverly's cheek and went straight into the tree trunk. However, she did not even blink. Since she was here, she did not expect to leave alive as she had long put the thought of whether she would live or die out of her mind. Both sides stopped firing and were waiting for instructions from their superiors. Then, someone from the Lancaster Army came out. He looked at Waverly and said with a straight face, "The general wishes to see you." She followed him into the tent of the Lancaster Army. For a moment, the battle came to a halt. Then, she saw Paxon, the leader of the group. The man was tall and dark-skinned, and he was dressed in a blue military uniform. He asked sternly in Z Country's language, "What do you want?" "A Country has always had a good relationship with Z Country, so I don't think it's necessary to involve us in the internal struggles of your country. The president of A Country is here this time t
"Lily." Paxon hugged the little girl in shock, "I thought I would never be able to see you again. How did you get here?" "Dad, that lady saved me." The little girl pointed to Waverly and said, "Don't hurt her." Then, he made up his mind. "The Lancaster Army will no longer fight with A Country. You can leave safely, including all your hostages." Waverly smiled and looked at Bellamy. He looked at her dotingly... Then, a loud bang was heard. The joy didn't last long before Braque had shot Paxon dead. Waverly had not yet recovered from this before Braque mercilessly killed the little girl too. Then, he raised his pistol and pointed it at her. With malice flashing in his eyes, he did not hesitate to shoot. Bellamy realized that she was in danger, hence he turned around and stood in front of her to block her. "No!" Her heart clenched painfully and she cried out. "I'm fine." He comforted her. He raised his smile before he turn
Waverly had figured out who the man in black was talking about. "Rory, don't worry about me. You can head back first," she said. "Madam," he called out worriedly. Then, she got out of the car. The man in black turned around, and she got in their car. "When did Joseph arrive?" She looked out of the window and asked calmly. "He came the moment you left. Madam, you're way too reckless. If it wasn't for..." The man in black realized that he had said something wrong and immediately stopped. "If it wasn't for what?" The corners of Waverly's mouth twitched. "If he hadn't ordered for me to be released, I would have been dead now, right?" The man in black did not speak as he did not dare to do so. However, she didn't need an answer from him as she had already guessed what he was thinking. After ten minutes, she arrived at Joseph's campsite. When she entered, he was sitting on a bench with his hands propped up on it. He looked gra
Waverly subconsciously pressed down her collar. She didn't have any clothes to wear. Even though she had taken a shower, she was still wearing his clothes. Looking at her small movements, Joseph chuckled. He knew what she was thinking, but he still looked at her with disdain as he asked, "What are you thinking about?" She turned her face away from his gaze and said coldly, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." "Go ahead. This bed is big enough to accommodate you." He pinned her down as he faintly spoke. "Aren't there two rooms?" She asked. "It doesn't make sense. With a beauty in my arms, how can I sleep alone? What's the matter? Are you still not used to sleeping with me?" He got up from the bed. She subconsciously wanted to step back. However, if she was to fall back, it would just benefit him even more. He would become even more evil.... "I am afraid that my snoring will affect your rest," she said coldly and walked
Waverly woke up from her sleep several times. She did not have a good rest. She kept having nightmares, and the most annoying thing was Joseph. She did not know how long it had been. The plane had not yet arrived at the station, yet he had been doing it many times. As long as she woke up, he would do it. She was exasperated with annoyance. "Joseph, do you know that you won't live long if you are so desperate for s*x?" He chuckled. How was he desperate? He had only had s*x a few times in the past 26 years. It was impossible for him to die from s*x so early. "If I don't do it often and get you used to it, you would feel pain." He tightened all his nerves and said to her. "But you are putting me in so much pain now," she said angrily. "Endure it," he said in an overbearing manner. Waverly was really angry and she pushed him hard. When he wasn't aware of it, he was pushed away by her. He lowered his head, kissed her lips fiercely, and h
She wanted to end it quickly. The longer it was, the more she had to endure his touch. She didn't want any of that. Hence, she clenched her teeth and kissed him on the lips. At that moment, it was just a simple kiss to Joseph. However, it was like a storm of lust was aroused. That was it. He did not give in either. He held her hands on both sides of her body and looked down at her. He was very happy, and the smile on his face was much warmer. "Have you figured it out?" "Are you done? I'm going to sleep," Waverly said helplessly. She was too tired to talk. He kissed her on the eyes and said, "If you were like this earlier, I would've been done way earlier too." He lay beside her, rested her head on his arm, and said, "Sleep now. I won't touch you anymore until we land." She closed her eyes quickly, in fear that he would violate her again. After a while, she fell asleep. In her dream, she returned to the President's Mansion. Leaning i
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