The person with a hoarse voice kicked Bob, then lifted a bottle to his temple. "You damn idiot, are you trying to deceive Harry? Mrs. Frost? Bullshit! Mr. Frost is out buying tampons for his new lover, and you think he'd still be willing to pay off debts for an ex-wife's uncle?"Bob was caught off guard, falling awkwardly to the ground, then scrambling to the front of the leader. "Harry, Harry! I swear I wouldn't dare deceive you. She really is Mrs. Frost. When you guys went to the hospital that day, didn't you see my wife in the VIP ward? If Ryan didn't care about her, could my wife stay in the VIP ward at St. Heart Hospital?"I glared fiercely at him. "Bob! You're ungrateful. If it weren't for my aunt, would I have gone to beg Ryan for that ward? And now you're using this against me?!"Ignoring my words, Bob clung to Harry's thigh. "Harry, besides, Ryan would still at least leave her with something. Even if she divorces Ryan, do you think Ryan won't give her any money? This 2 mill
Harry couldn't hold back his anger and slapped the person with the hoarse voice as he shouted, "Damn it, sooner or later you'll bury me! How can this be an ex-wife? She’s so much more!""Harry..."The person with the hoarse voice pointed to the foot still pressing on my face. "Could you please take your foot off first?"Only then did he glance down, startled, swiftly withdrawing his foot. At that moment, the rolling shutter suddenly lifted completely!Initially, I thought it might be someone sent by Albert to deliver something to me and seeing me tied up, he sent someone to rescue me.But now, when I raised my head, I saw Ryan's grim and cold face.Wasn't he supposed to be buying tampons for Jessica just now? How did he manage to rush over here?From here to St. Heart Hospital was at least an hour's drive."Mr... Mr. Frost!" Harry, who had just been arrogant, suddenly became deferential. "Your reputation proceeds you!"Ryan's face was icy cold, his voice chilling. "Is this you
"Really?" he asked.I was furious enough. "Really, hurry up!"Bob was so happy that he hurriedly helped me untie the twine with his hands and feet.However, the moment I regained my freedom, a person rudely grabbed my arm from behind, and before I could even begin to resist, something cold was pressed against my temple.Experience from watching a lot of war movies told me that it was the muzzle of a gun.My body froze, not daring to move, and I allowed him to pull me up."Mr. Frost! If you make another move, I'll have no choice but to be shoot Mrs. Frost."As soon as the person behind me opened his mouth, I could hear that it was the person with the hoarse voice.At that moment, most of their people had already fallen, and it was obvious that Ryan and his men had the upper hand.Ryan stopped moving and smiled coldly. "You shouldn't be stupid, as long as she suffered any injury, you all won't be able to walk out of this place."The person with the hoarse voice hesitated for a
"Give me the land on the west side of the city, Mr. Frost." The bald man spoke lightly, "Kidnapping Mrs. Frost was his mistake. I’ll handle the rest for you and I promise to give you a satisfied answer, Mr. Frost."Ryan smirked, his voice cold and harsh. "Deal.""Mr. Frost, Mr. Frost..."It was only now that Harry realized the people who had arrived were not here to help him, but to gain favor with Ryan using his situation.He rushed out in a panic, grabbing Ryan's thigh, begging for mercy. "Mr. Frost, please spare me!""Gary." Ryan's voice was cold.Gary kicked Harry away. "You should have thought twice before you kidnapped Mrs. Frost. It's too late to beg now!"Harry, undeterred, crawled over again, holding onto my feet. "Mrs. Frost, Mrs. Frost, I was a fool! Can you forgive me?"My hand was still covering Ryan's wound. Thinking it was he who fired the gun, I became even angrier. "Get lost!"The next moment, Gary kicked him away again and helped us into the car.Gary drove
"Yes." Gary breathed a sigh of relief.Upon arriving at the hospital, Ryan was promptly placed on a mobile hospital bed.The hospital room was brightly lit. It was only then that I noticed Ryan's face, unnaturally pale due to excessive blood loss.In the car... he had been putting on a brave front the whole time to keep me from worrying.As the doors of the emergency room closed, my heart was seized by a fierce fear.Even breathing became difficult.I leaned against the wall, unable to describe the turmoil in my heart.All I knew was that when the doors of the emergency room opened and the doctor came out saying the bullet had been removed, and as long as he rested well for a period of time, the problem would not be serious, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.I entered the hospital room, and his dark eyes stared at me intensely.As if he was trying to see through me.I pursed my lips and poured him a glass of water. "Gary has gone back to pack your daily necessities and clo
I didn't feel surprised at all. I felt no emotions either.Wherever Ryan was present, she behaved like a dog eyeing a meat bun, nothing she did would be surprising.Ryan's face darkened slightly, his voice cold. "I'm not thirsty anymore.""How come you're not thirsty anymore? Charlotte just said she would feed you..."Jessica's face frowned in confusion, then she muttered to herself, "Well, she doesn't understand you like I do. She can't tell when you want something."With that, she set the glass aside.I had been worried about Ryan's injury and hadn't found a good opportunity to ask about Jessica's situation. Now, an opportunity presented itself. I couldn't let it slip away.I looked at Ryan and curved my lips slightly. "Regarding her, have you made up your mind?"‘You said that you would consider it during the day, so by now you should have reached a decision,’ I though."What? What are you talking about?" Jessica, understanding that the "she" in my words referred to herself
"Have you forgotten how Charlotte and I lost our child?" Ryan's eyes were as cold as ice and his tone was chillingly intimidating.Jessica cried in complete despair, like a startled bunny. "It wasn't intentional... I didn't know she was pregnant! Ryan, you know, I was just so afraid of losing you that day, I lost my rationality! If I had known she was pregnant, I wouldn't have dared... Besides, I'm pregnant too! If I had known it would have such serious consequences, how could I... Would I abandon my own child?"‘So pretentious!’ I exclaimed inwardly.She must usually acted like this when she was alone with Ryan. She would act differently when Ryan’s around.I spoke coldly, "Who knows who the father of the child in your womb was, or if it was legitimate or not."Jessica's face visibly stiffened, pointing a trembling finger at me as if accused of a grave crime. "Charlotte, what nonsense are you talking about?""Enough." I took a deep breath. "I'm too lazy to argue with you about t
In the middle of the night, as I slept leaning on the hospital bed, I felt like dry fingers were caressing my face."You fool, you believe everything people tell you.""Mmm..." I brushed away that hand and turned in the other direction, then belatedly realized I was supposed to be taking care of a patient. I abruptly lifted my head, bewildered. "What did you just say? Is something wrong?"I only met Ryan's tightly closed eyes and his deep, steady breathing.Was I hallucinating?I didn't dwell on it much. I just thought I was imagining things, and then dozed off again.Early the next morning, Gary specially brought breakfast from a well-known cafe.It was exactly to Ryan's taste.But after just a few bites, he was off to attend to official matters.Gary didn't just bring breakfast; he also had a stack of documents that needed attention. Being the CEO of the Frost Group wasn't all that easy.As I ate my breakfast, I occasionally glanced in his direction.The warm winter sun st
Jordan and Whitney chatted casually.Most of the time, it was Jordan doing the talking while Whitney listened.After covering enough about the wedding, they talked about Jordan's work over the past few years.She also mentioned the tangled feelings and past with Westley.When she got to that part, she grew a little curious. "Whitney, before you married Caleb, did you ever like anyone?"Whitney shook her head."What about a secret crush?""Not even that."Whitney rarely talked to others about her past.Zachary only knew because he had looked into her and thought she was perfectly suited to be a pawn.And she had needed to become that pawn—to completely sever ties with her past, achieve her goals, and fulfill her ambitions."I was too busy studying and working to think about anything else."Jordan sensed she didn't want to go further, so she didn't press.Just then, Jane called, saying she and Charlotte would arrive soon and join them for lunch.She relayed the message to W
"We had a meal together before, and I noticed you always seemed to like sweet dishes, so I tried buying some. I was worried it might not suit your taste.""It does, it does." Jordan took a bite of the pudding. "It's delicious. But did you buy anything you like to eat?"Whitney said, "I already had breakfast. I can't eat anymore."Jordan offered a suggestion, "Why not try a bite of this sponge cake? It's a specialty here in Nelana."Whitney really couldn't eat any more. She had a small appetite, a condition built up over the years.If she ate a full meal, she couldn't eat snacks afterward. And if she ate snacks, she would lose her appetite for meals.She had a small stomach.But seeing Jordan looking at her so expectantly, she still picked up a piece of sponge cake and took a bite."It's very good."Jordan smiled and took a big bite of the sponge cake herself."Whitney, you're so good at picking food! This is great!"The old house was a bit remote, but it had a rooftop terrac
Jordan said Whitney would be coming over later.Westley hadn't expected that the first one to get out of bed would actually be Whitney."Just the two of you?" he asked."For now, yes."Jordan glanced at her phone. In the group chat, it was just her and Whitney talking—no response yet from Jane or Charlotte.She more or less knew why Jane hadn't responded, but Charlotte too?Still, it didn't really matter. There weren't any specific plans for today anyway.She hadn't known Whitney was coming, so it was a nice surprise."Maybe my sister will text me around noon. We can decide what to do then.""You." She pointed at Westley. "You are not allowed to show up in front of me again after breakfast."Westley nodded. "Got it."After buying food, Whitney told Caleb, "I'm going to find Jordan. You can go handle your stuff. I'll be staying at her place until the wedding."Caleb leaned against the elevator wall, his voice low and lazy. "You're telling me what to do?"Whitney wasn't in a
She replied with an emoji, then looked for her girls in the group chat to ask them out for food.Their group chat had a new member now—Whitney.And it was Whitney who replied to her."I'm already eating at the hotel. Do you want to come over, or should I bring something to you later?"Whitney had actually had a good night's sleep.Though it was a bit later than her usual habit, she still managed to get up for breakfast.Before, it was always Caleb who brought breakfast to the bedside and fed her, because she simply couldn't get out of bed.Jordan figured she was probably having breakfast with Caleb and decided not to bother her."No need, I'll just eat something nearby. Your hotel isn't close to me."Whitney replied. "I'm heading over later anyway, but I'll probably be a bit late. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat something first. I'll bring you something else."Jordan. "Thanks."Whitney. "No problem."Caleb noticed her holding her phone, her expression much softer, even t
Caleb was thinking that in the future, he could let her drink a little more.Of course, only when he was around.She looked kind of cute like this."I did say that, but didn't you just say you wanted to thank me?"Whitney felt that alcohol really wasn't a good thing.Even when hanging out with Jane and the others, she decided not to drink too much anymore.The rationality and logic that she was so proud of had completely vanished.She had never been as calm in front of Caleb as she was with others.Besides, there was a power imbalance between her and him.If she were sober, she wouldn't have been able to reject him anyway.Let alone now, when her mind was muddled.But maybe because she was muddled, she dared to say things that she didn’t usually dare to say."I just lost my balance earlier, and you helped me. Even if you don't accept verbal gratitude, that doesn't mean I owe you something this big."Caleb saw she could barely stand, so he held her by the waist to keep her
"But your reaction just now didn’t seem like you knew I was here."Jane tried to pull her leg back, but when she couldn't, she slapped him in frustration."It was called acting, understand? I didn't want you to look embarrassed, so I got those two out of the way first."Zachary rubbed her ankle with his thumb, as if he believed her. "Then should I be thanking you—for being so considerate?"Jane couldn't be bothered to argue. "Let go. I want to drink.""I'll drink with you."Meanwhile, Frank held Charlotte close and asked in a low voice, "Did she really know we were here?"Charlotte nodded. "What do you think? You really think Jane would mess around during her marriage? She might be bold, but she has boundaries. But you guys really are annoying."Frank hooked her chin with his thumb. "I knew it. You're being cold to me because you're sick of me. I've said it so many times, and you still wouldn't admit it."After saying that, he picked her up and walked out of the bar.He hadn'
Charlotte nudged him with her elbow, warning him not to stir things up.Jordan truly didn't dare to stay any longer. "Westley, take me home.""Okay." Westley finally got up. "You all take your time. If it gets too late, don't go back to the old house—just find a place to crash.""But..." Jordan suddenly felt like leaving wasn't such a good idea. "Maybe I'll stay and play a bit more."Westley simply dragged her out."Jane and Zachary...""You can't control what they do, so why bother worrying over nothing?"Jordan was settled into the passenger seat, her seatbelt fastened firmly.She didn't resist, mostly because she felt what Westley said made sense.Jane was way more capable than she was. This kind of minor drama would be easy for her to handle.Plus, with the smart and composed Charlotte around—It was better if she didn't add to the chaos.Once Westley got into the driver's seat, she asked, "Why did you guys show up? Especially you—didn't you say no seeing each other a w
But it was just a polite gesture—if they had been singing inside, they wouldn't have heard her anyway.So after knocking, she pushed the door open and went in.Charlotte and the others followed to take a look.When they saw the scene inside, they gasped.The four men from home were sitting around a cards table, all eyes on the door, each with a different expression.Zachary looked at Jane, who entered first, and said with a smile, "Honey, pick someone you like and give him a kiss."Jane took a step back and bumped into Charlotte's arms.That was when she noticed the big screen beside them—it was showing their own private room."You were watching us?"Zachary tapped the cards on the table with his long fingers, still smiling."If we weren't watching, how would we get to enjoy such an entertaining scene?"They had all been drinking.Whitney didn't hold her liquor well. She was already a little dazed. Although the room was fairly bright, everything seemed a little off to her.
Caleb didn't respond. Instead, he looked at Westley and played a card.Westley won.And it was a big pot as well.He cocked his brows. "Is this your wedding gift to me, Caleb?"Caleb asked, "Your wedding—Dr. Greyson won't be absent, will he? I heard you two are very close. You've been at death's door multiple times, and he's the one who saved you."Westley nodded. "Theoretically, yes. But I'm not sure if he might have some emergency.""Besides, it's not like you, Caleb, can't reach him. You helped him last time. It's impossible he'd ignore you now."Caleb could contact Carter, but if he did, it would mean helping Carter meet Mandy.He had no interest in meddling in romantic matters—too troublesome.But he couldn't get in touch with Tanner at all.Technically, there was no real need for him to attend Westley's wedding.Even if Whitney was invited by Jane, he himself wasn't obligated.He simply wanted to go, hoping to "accidentally" run into Carter.That way, it wouldn't loo