"Miss Jasper, let's go," the police officer said.They could tell that Stella was trying to avoid responsibility for the situation. Following procedure, they could not just let it slide.Stella still resisted, so the police had to physically escort her. Two female officers approached and lifted her from the bed. She cried out, pleading for her mother to intervene."Let go of my daughter, don't touch her!" Mrs. Jasper pleaded, but another officer pulled her away.Stella was carried out, crying and pleading to her father for help, but to no avail.Despite Mr. Jasper's inner conflict, the police were firm in their actions, and Nina's steadfastness only fueled his frustration. He turned to her, his expression cold. "Miss Nina, you truly have no intention of giving me any respect!"Nina calmly replied, "Mr. Jasper, I understand your protective instincts, but shielding your daughter when she's done wrong isn't helping her. It's harming her. She won't learn from her mistakes or unders
"He may have been pitiful before, but does that mean he's still pitiful now?" Mr. Jasper remarked. "That was the old Nash. Now, he's in control of the York Corporation. Even though we're abroad, just look at how much sway Nash holds in Jasper city. Can you imagine William being able to say more than a couple of words?"Mrs. Jasper was also speechless and began to cry again. "Are we just going to stand by and watch Stella suffer? I might as well suffer for her!" Stella was their daughter, and they would do everything in their power for her. However, Mr. Jasper still had to consider the entire Jasper Corporation, with a bunch of people relying on him. He could not just ignore them. He had to think long and hard about it.At the police station, Nina had already given her statement. The voice recorder had been verified as genuine. There was no such thing as a perfect crime in this world. Even if Stella erased the surveillance footage and tried to make it seem like no one knew, evidence
Talking about this, Nina felt a touch of emotion. In some ways, she was similar to Stella. Both of them had developed feelings for him because he had saved them. However, Nina was not as extreme as Stella. If Nash had not married her initially, she might have given up. Who would want to hang on a tree waiting for someone who might never come? Now she realized, if Nash had not married her, they would not have had so many complications."The acts of saving people before were actions of the military, and they didn't have much to do with me personally. Who would willingly risk their lives? It was about the beliefs and responsibilities at that time. If I hadn’t joined the military in the first place, there wouldn't have been so many complications," Nash speculated, offering himself a hypothetical scenario. If he had stayed with the York family and never left, he would not have been involved in those life-threatening missions. For him, it was not about glory but rather a low point in
As he embraced her, Nina stiffened for a moment before setting down the pot she was cooking in and asked, "What's wrong? Dinner will be ready soon."But Nash held her tighter, burying his face in her hair. The familiar scent eased his uneasy emotions. "Nothing, I just feel more comfortable being with you," he murmured.Nina's gaze remained indifferent as she continued stirring the vegetables in the pot. "The kitchen is filled with smoke. It's not suitable for you."Nash insisted, "Anywhere with you is fine."In the past, Nina would have found this comforting, her heart filled with joy. But now, it was as if Nash's sweet words had no effect. Perhaps too many days of anticipation had made her heart numb.She did not push him away, nor did she reject him. She simply stayed quiet and kept him close.She knew they rarely had such opportunities, and they would not have many more. Once the food was ready, she pulled Nash's hand away and turned to him with a smile. "Let's go, it's ready.
At the sound of his voice, Nash instinctively furrowed his brows. Something about her tone felt like mockery, but as he looked at Nina across the table, he felt a distance between them. The dining table was not particularly large, but their separation felt vast to him. He spoke in a low voice, "Nina, come a little closer."Nina did not refuse him, moving her chair closer to his side and offering him some food. "It's been a while, why aren't you eating? Do you think my cooking isn't good enough?"Nash watched her scoop food into his bowl, paused for a moment, then looked up at Nina, picking up his utensils. "I've already told you before you started cooking, I'll eat whatever you make." In front of Nina, he took a bite of the food she had placed in his bowl, nodding in approval. "Mmm, not bad. You've got quite the talent for cooking!"He took a few more bites of the same dish. Seeing that he seemed to enjoy it, Nina's emotions fluctuated greatly, but she smiled and said, "Come on,
If she continued as Nash's secretary, she would definitely be suitable. But she was greedy and she wanted his love. Continuing this way, they would only grow more unhappy, and even the shadow of the best times would vanish."Nina..." Nash's emotions were intense, but the effects of the drug were quicker. He stared at her with intensity. "Are you leaving me... to find your Zac?"Nina did not speak but gathered courage. Under his piercing gaze, her hand reached up to touch his handsome face. She looked at him, seeking traces of Zac in him. But he was Nash, no longer the spirited youth. She remembered his passionate determination, rescuing her from the clutches of criminals despite being badly injured. She owed him her life once, but she had repaid it because she had also saved him.Nina remembered everything about him very clearly. Since middle school, her eyes had always followed him, attending the same high school and university. In Nash's life, she existed for seven years, but Na
Nina finished the last of the juice in her cup before giving his wine glass a final tap. It was their cheerful farewell. Earlier, they had a delightful meal together. Before leaving, she placed the divorce agreement on the table again. Next to it were two tickets to Frangelia. However, these tickets were not for her and Nash. They were for him and Miranda. She wanted to let him know that she was giving him his freedom. Frangelia, being such a romantic place, was more suitable for him to go with his beloved.Having done what she needed to do, Nina packed her bags and left the house. That night, no one stayed awake. Everything went smoothly.The next day..."Mr. York!""Mr. York, wake up!"Nash gradually regained consciousness, his head still heavy, as if weighed down by a huge stone. He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on, but remembered Nina cooking for him yesterday. He stood up abruptly, his cold eyes scanning the surroundings, devoid of Nina's presence."Mr.
Upon hearing this, Nash paused, narrowing his dangerous gaze. "What secret?"The informant, sensing Nash's continued interest, truthfully replied, "Miss Nina has been to the hospital several times. The doctors and nurses remain tight-lipped about her visits, indicating Miss Nina's insistence on secrecy. However, we managed to track down surveillance footage of Miss Nina's visits, and it seems she went to the gynecology department."This answer shocked Nash, leaving him unable to digest it for a moment. He had encountered Wen at the hospital several times. She claimed it was for irregular menstruation, seeking medical advice. He had kindly offered to accompany her, but she had always refused. She had deliberately hidden it from him. Despite rarely delving into her private affairs, he had never dared to think further. He dared not think about it. Their marriage had always maintained a boundary. He had never touched her, even if he wanted to, if Nina did not agree, he would not