"What are you doing here? Get out!" Hayley was finally done picking the flowers. When she saw Lina staring at Waverly arrogantly, she immediately went full-on protective mode. "This is my master's territory, not yours. I can come whenever I want. It's none of your business how long I wish to stay here. Hmph!" Lina made a face and left the room. "Madam, did she hurt you?" Hayley asked worriedly. Waverly smiled and shook her head, "If Joseph wanted to kill me, it would be as simple as killing an ant. Since he wants to treat my sight, I won't be in danger for the time being. The flowers smell so fragrant. How many stalks did you pick?" Hayley flashed her a simple and honest smile, "There's not much. I just got enough for one vase." She handed the vase to Waverly and it sunk in her palms. Waverly lowered her head and took a whiff, "It smells good. By the way, how's the puppy? We haven't been back for so many days, so it must be starving." "I don't
A wave rippled across Joseph's eyes, and the expression on his face shifted. "Jealous?" He muttered and frowned, as if he couldn't believe her words. Still with her head on the ground, Lina continued to say, "You're such a handsome and successful man; every girl in M Country desires you. I'm sure Miss Martell will realize it soon enough." "Then, between me and the president of A Country, Bellamy, who is more successful? Who is more handsome? If you answer correctly, you'll be awarded handsomely before you leave. If you don't, I'll use your ashes as fertilizer," he said coldly. She gulped a mouthful of saliva. Licking her lips, she proceeded to answer nervously, "In terms of looks, you're on par with the President. Both of you are good looking at first glance. However, you're much younger than the president. When the President was your age, he was nothing! Moreover, he didn't even achieve half of what you did. Thus, in my opinion, you're far more successful than
Waverly turned away, "I don't think so." "Now, you can try to turn on the lights," the doctor announced. "Okay," Joseph waved his hand to instruct his men to switch on the light. The subordinate flipped the switch on obediently. All of a sudden, light shot through every corner of her eyes. Someone blew out the candle in the room. Only then did she notice that the curtains were closed. She could also see the streaks of blood on Joseph's clothes and the blood stains on the bedsheet. "You really lack self-control," she said sarcastically. "Why should I restrain myself?" Joseph took a seat and propped his legs on the table. He continued to speak in a laid-back manner, "Restraint is reserved for those who are trying to succeed. I, on the other hand, have already succeeded." "Don't get ahead of yourself before you actually get there," she said bluntly. He looked at her coldly as the corners of his mouth curled into an evil smile, "Isn't
His gaze was cold and chilling, but there was no vengeance nor anger in it. Waverly was unable to figure his expression out nor had she ever successfully done so. Suddenly, Joseph sat up and got off the bed, heading for the door. His back gave off the impression that he was lonely, all alone. The doctors gave each other looks and left with him. Only Waverly and Hayley remained inside the room. Hayley immediately came over and sat herself next to Waverly, "Madam, are you okay? That man is a demon. We won't be imprisoned here forever, will we?" Just as she finished speaking— Joshua came in and said with a blank face, "Madam, Mr. Mccarthy has asked me to send you home." They were in the car. Joshua looked at Waverly through the mirror and asked, "Do you know why Mr. Mccarthy got beaten up that badly?" Waverly just looked at Joshua calmly, not answering. "He wanted to kill you, but Mr. Mccarthy objected. Then, he made
"When I was young, I used to get asked this really immature question, which was whether I would rather marry someone I love, or someone who loves me. Although it sounded ridiculous, I had given it a lot of thought. If you marry the one you love, then you might be at a loss because the other party doesn't reciprocate your feelings. If you marry the one who loves you, then you'd be pampered like a princess. However, your heart would feel completely desolate and you'd also feel bad for him. If I married the one I love, at least I wouldn't have any regrets," Waverly relayed. "Madam, I don't quite understand where you're getting at," Hayley scratched her head, feeling puzzled. Waverly smiled slightly, "I just want to give it all in a relationship, but I don't seek for my feelings to be reciprocated. That way, I won't be at a loss and I won't feel upset." However, her words failed to comfort Hayley. In the future, when the President was to marry someone else, Waverly wou
"You're behaving irrationally because you've been provoked. You should know that better than anyone else. You've gone rogue now. Even if you can't relax, you should still act according to our plan. I've told you, as long as you and Waverly receive support from the public, there's a chance of the both of you reconciling. If you go over there now, the chances of you two getting back together will become negative. If you die, how will you protect her? Are you going to come back to her as a ghost?" Stella raised her voice at him. "I can't just sit back and watch while she's in danger. You don't know how much of a hellhole the Mccarthy family's place is. She's only twenty-six, and she should be at the peak of her life! She shouldn't be imprisoned in a dangerous place like that. The thing she fears the most is loneliness. I can't let her continue to stay there, so I have to convince her to leave," retorted Bellamy as he grew even more aggravated. "That's why we have to plan thing
"No, Madam. I'm still underage and I don't have a driver's license," Hayley said apologetically. "Give me some time then," Waverly whispered softly. The longer Hayley watched Waverly's behavior, the more worried she became. Thus, she asked, "Did something happen to the President?" Waverly shook her head, "Hayley, I don't want to talk about it first. Just let me rest for a while." Hayley remained at her seat, looking at Waverly blankly. Waverly started breathing lightly, as one does while asleep. Truthfully, she wasn't actually asleep. She just wanted to leave her mind blank so that she could calm down. She kept inhaling and exhaling, alternating between both actions. "Woof!" The puppy in her arms barked, pulling her back to the present. Waverly opened her eyes to look at it and she could see its features clearly. Her eyes had just recovered. She knew it wasn't sensible of her to work herself up this much. She patted the dog an
"It's not like you're going to marry me, anyway. I'm already twenty-six years old this year, and I can't spend the rest of my life as a spinster, can I? I have to take the opportunity to find a suitable candidate while I'm still young. If I wait any longer, no one will want me," Waverly said with a sneer. Joseph stared at her and asked, "Do you really want me to marry you?" "Of course I do. I even remember telling you this before I came back," Waverly provoked him even further. "I'll marry you then," he said those three words in a matter-of-fact manner, making it clear that he wasn't joking. Waverly paused and felt her heart skip a beat. She looked at Joseph in surprise, trying to decipher how he truly felt, but she still failed. His eyes were like the abyss, nothing behind them. "You're not going to marry Madam Lenny's daughter already?" Waverly asked suspiciously. "I will, but I can get a divorce after that. Just give me ten years." Joseph sa