"Ms. Wilson, the nature of the two situations is completely different."Lauren argued forcefully, though her voice remained gentle. "The evidence you presented yesterday only showed that Jessica happened to come into contact with the medication for Grandpa. What does that prove? She merely intended to feed Grandpa. As for you two... standing at the door like that, both adults, what else could happen?"I picked up the glass from the coffee table and splashed it over her face without hesitation, sneering. "Lauren, say one more word and it won't just be water I throw."Jessica slept with her stepfather behind everyone's back, but publicly, she portrayed herself as a dutiful daughter, instantly becoming frantic. "Are you crazy to treat my mom like this?"I grabbed another cup and emptied it on her face as well. "I dare you to speak one more word."Jessica's exquisite makeup was ruined by me. She looked at me incredulously, "Charlotte..."Lauren didn't expect me to act so boldly. Her
I couldn't read him.Instinctively, I stepped back. "What do you mean?""Let’s not get a divorce, okay?" Ryan held my wrist, feeling my pulse. "From now on, no matter what happens, I only want you. No one else.""Including Lauren and Jessica?""Yes.""Ryan." I found it absurd. "Do you even believe what you're saying?"If it was a sudden awakening, it came too late.I didn't expect him to believe me today, but that wasn't enough to bridge all the past barriers between us.His voice was slow and deep. "Are you still unwilling?"I looked at him firmly and uttered five words. "Yes, I am unwilling."If this decision had been made before losing the child, I might have agreed immediately.But now, I couldn't think of any reason to say yes.Did he cross over me to help another person when I was knocked down?Or did he not hit hard enough when I miscarried?Our marriage had reached a dead end.Ryan fell silent for a long time, gripping my hand tighter. Finally, his eyes were clea
I lay back on the bed to read, but after who knows how long, I realized the book was upside down. I started feeling restless. I wondered what was wrong with him. If it was because of that gunshot... It should have been me.I closed the book in a fluster and headed to the balcony for some fresh air. At that moment, someone knocked on the door, accompanied by Albert's voice. "Mrs. Frost."My feet quickened involuntarily as I opened the door. "Albert, how is Ryan?""He has a fever."I breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking it was just a cold or something similar. But then Albert continued, "It's from the infection caused by the gunshot a few days ago. He won't let anyone touch him now, nor will he take any medicine. You're divorcing, and I shouldn't have come to you. But he was calling out your name in his sleep..."I squeezed my hands. "I'll go see him."It was right and proper for me to do so, emotionally and logically.Due to the fever, Ryan's cheeks were flushed unnaturally
I stood dumbfounded for a moment, feeling both pity and resentment towards the man before me. I couldn't distinguish between his sincerity and pretense anymore. Nor did I want to bother figuring it out, because soon enough, we would have absolutely nothing to do with each other.I sniffed and forcibly shook Ryan awake. "Take your medicine before you sleep."Perhaps knowing it was me, he didn't resist when I brought the medicine to his lips. Instead, he cooperated.After taking the medicine, he obediently fell back asleep.His fever was frighteningly high, not something that would go away quickly.I asked Albert for ointment and applied it to the burns on Ryan's wrist. Only after his fever began to subside did I get up and return to my room.Perhaps because his health was generally good and he was still young, Albert came the next morning to inform me that his fever had completely gone.However, in the afternoon, several high-fashion dresses were delivered by the servants."Ryan
"Am I slandering him?"I could see the anger in his eyes.Seeing how easily he got angry now, I suddenly felt relieved both physically and mentally. "Isn't it true? Ryan, you told me that evidence is needed for everything."With that said, I walked towards the room.Behind me, the man suppressed his anger, uttering two words through gritted teeth, "Six o'clock.""Got it!"I didn't look back.The reason I agreed wasn't because of him, but because I thought of the scene where Jack was beaten in the ancestral hall that day. Suddenly, I hoped that if Sally embarrassed him again tonight, I could stand by him for once.For once, it was my turn to help him.After all, with the status of Mrs. Frost, it was unnecessary not to use it.After taking a shower and tidying up in my room, I put on an exquisite makeup.For such occasions, being elegant and dignified was enough. Therefore, when choosing a dress, I opted for an embroidered little black dress that ended at the knees, revealing
There was no need to turn around, just from the voice, I knew it was Jessica.Ryan calmly withdrew his arm. "Why are you here?""Dad brought me here."Jessica's voice was gentle. "Dad said I'll have to help you manage the Frost family in the future, so I came to get acquainted."I felt nothing but mockery inside. I heard Ryan's cold voice. "Then go find him. Why follow me around?""Why? Do you dislike me now?"Jessica pretended to be angry and then tried to please Ryan. "Oh, if it's about the photos from a few days ago, I'm not mad anymore. Why do you still care? Besides, it was Charlotte who cuckolded you, not me...""Jessica!" Ryan sternly interrupted, as if trying to shake her off.John appeared from nowhere, adopting his fatherly style. "I saw a few friends. I'll go say hello. Jessica hasn't been to such occasions before. Take care of her so no one bullies her."I walked away quickly, and I didn't hear what Ryan said as reply.It didn’t matter.Besides agreeing, what els
His eyes flickered slightly, looking ahead. "Yeah.""Why not call the police then?""Silly." Jack smiled. "Do you think the person celebrating her 80th birthday today would agree to me calling the police? Sometimes, achieving the same result can be done in different ways."His words were profound and difficult to fathom.I looked at him unexpectedly and laughed. "Jack, I think you're different from the Jack I knew before.""How come?" He paused for a moment, looking at me. "Or... do you not like me this way?""No!" I immediately denied, praising him. "I think you're even more capable and smart than the Jack I knew before. I really admire how thorough you are in your considerations."People like him and me had no one else to rely on.The only person we could rely on was ourselves.Moreover, he was in the wolf's den of the Renolds family. If he didn’t consider things thoroughly, he would only end up dead.He looked stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly brightened. "Really?"
A third party, and now a fourth party was being cursed at.Never did I expect that just as I burst into laughter, a stifled chuckle echoed not far behind me.Startled, I turned around and met a somewhat carefree and unruly face, with a hint of roguishness at the corners of his lips. He wore a leather jacket and casually leaned against the wall. "Mrs. Frost has quite unique tastes."Caught eavesdropping, I felt a bit guilty, but then dissipated it with a thought. "Aren't you the same?""I didn't want to interrupt your enjoyment.""Well, you've interrupted it now."I retorted, glancing at him. "Who are you, and how do you know about me?""Frank Smith." He told me his full name, abandoning his nonchalant demeanor and straightened up. "Mrs. Frost, goodbye."With that said, he walked away, grabbed the bun of the wealthy heiress, and sarcastically remarked, "Bethany, with your intelligence so dim that you can't even distinguish who the real Mrs. Frost is, you can forget about being a
‘I’ve already taken my pants off and you’re just going to leave it at that?’She thought this must have been intentional on Westley's part.She raised her leg and kicked him, then turned around, pulling the blanket away, her back clearly showing a trace of resentment.Westley didn't mind, pulling both her and the blanket into his arms.He chuckled softly in her ear."Your reaction right now makes me think you're dissatisfied."The deliberate pause was even more teasing.Jordan immediately elbowed him.But because she was tangled in the blanket, she couldn't put much strength into it.The muffled laugh of the man in her ear clearly mocked her, making her even angrier.Her emotions flared up too quickly, and tears started falling.Westley felt the wetness on his arm, it was hot.He quickly sat up.He knew about her tendency to lose control of her tears, but seeing her cry still made his heart ache.He gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye with his thumb and whis
"You can't possibly have nowhere to stay."Westley turned her around and found her eyes tightly closed.He laughed softly. "You used to try everything to see what’s in front of you right now, so what's wrong now?"Jordan had been influenced by dramas and novels back then.Because she was protected by the Howard family and watched over by Westley, there were no other men around her except for him.Even if there were, she couldn't see their abs.So at that time, she could only secretly look when he was training or at moments when he would take off his clothes.Leanne had also helped her a lot.When she was young, he saved her when she was hospitalized.He injured his shoulder, and he had to take off his clothes to apply medicine.During those days, she insisted on taking care of him and saw a lot.But all of this ended before she turned 18.It was like playing house, no one took it seriously.Later, she never had the chance to see Westley’s body again.Now, she couldn't loo
Westley's eyes flashed with a deep, meaningful smile.He replied calmly, "How did I trick you? I'm just being very sincere. I was just asking about the things from before. I didn't mean anything. If you're overthinking, then... Are you feeling guilty?"Jordan retorted immediately, "I'm not guilty!"Then, she weakly explained, "I didn't do anything wrong. My confession was real, and the words I said to your mom were for you. Later, I didn't contact you because your attitude toward me wasn't good. I didn't dare to reach out. So, it's all your fault."Westley laughed. "Alright, it's all my fault."He released her and stood up, heading toward the bathroom.Jordan stood frozen, not knowing why the conversation ended so abruptly.They didn't really reach any conclusion.But that wasn't the point. She followed him to the bathroom door and knocked."Westley, are you taking a shower?"There was no response. She pressed her ear to the door and thought she could hear water running.Alt
"I..."Jordan leaned on his shoulder, her voice soft. "Can you just say it?""Okay."Westley was easy to talk to. "You said that after giving it some thought, you might have mistaken your feelings for me. You might have confused sibling love with romantic love. Actually, maybe you don't really like me. That was the gist of it. The exact words, it's been so long, I don't remember."Jordan didn't believe that he didn't remember.If he didn't hold a grudge, he wouldn't have treated her the way he did afterward.He didn't even send her a message.Even when the Howard family invited them back for dinner, he had his subordinates contact her."You really are petty."Westley chuckled, pulling her even closer.He kissed the corner of her lips. "Yep, I'm petty. For the things I owe you, I'll apologize and make it up to you, but for the things I've done right, I'll remember them and make you pay me back."Jordan quickly grabbed his wrist, her speech speeding up."Westley, I can explai
Jordan was rendered speechless. "You didn't drink tonight. What, are you drunk from fruit juice?"Westley let go of her, changed his shoes, and, as if he were at his own home, casually unbuttoned his shirt and sat down on the sofa."Huh?"Jordan changed her shoes and walked over. She sat at the coffee table in front of him, her face serious as she said, "You'd better tell me the truth!"Westley leaned back against the sofa, his posture casual."What do you want me to confess?""I want you to..."The man suddenly moved closer, and Jordan swallowed her words.She stared wide-eyed at the extraordinarily handsome man in front of her.He had undone four buttons of his shirt, and as he moved, his muscular physique subtly showed through.Her gaze couldn't help but fall inside his collar.Suddenly, she felt her mouth becoming dry."Jordy, you need to take responsibility for your words.""I..."Before she could finish, her waist was grabbed, and before she could react, she was sit
Jordan spoke again as his car was about to drive into the underground car park. "The underground car park is very winding. Just drop me off in front of the building, make a U-turn, and you can leave."But Westley parked in the underground car park, at the parking space that was registered to her.Jordan unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. Seeing that he got out too, she didn't think too much about it."Just drop me off here."Westley said calmly, "I'll send you upstairs and watch you go inside.""It's really safe here."Jordan couldn't argue with him. Though she said that, she still let him escort her upstairs.When she used her fingerprint to unlock the door, she said, "It's fine now.""I'll watch you go inside."Seeing his persistence, Jordan unlocked the door and entered.She planned to turn around and say goodbye, but she was suddenly pushed from behind.The sound of the door closing followed, and then she was hugged tightly from behind by the man.Only now d
Jordan thought for a moment, and a line of reasoning gradually became clear."Are you saying Nathan really is my brother?""Not exactly," said Westley. "He's related to you, he's your cousin."Jordan wasn't too surprised. "I see."Westley smiled. "You're much calmer when things happen now, but it still shows on your face. You need more practice."Jordan couldn't hide her emotions. She didn't show too much excitement, but she was still happy."Does my sister know?""Yes."Jordan blinked. "So, you all kept this from me, and I was the last to find out?"Westley pulled her up and headed for the dining room."We can talk while eating, it'll be cold if we wait."Jordan felt a little frustrated. "I'm so dumb."Westley peeled shrimp for her and said, "Nathan wanted to keep it a secret, so it's normal you didn't know.""But you all knew.""I knew because of my personality. You know me, if a stranger appears in front of me or you, I'll do a background check on him. Your sister know
He had someone redo the decoration, and there would always be someone there every day to do the cleaning.Today, he had originally planned to bring her back, cook for her, and had prepared all the ingredients.This wedding house, aside from the time when Jordan came to get the marriage certificate, she hadn't been here since—she went out to study and work.It was completely different from what she remembered.There were also many photos of them.From before the marriage, after the marriage, and even recently.Including the photos she had taken over the years—award-winning ones, those published in magazines, and those that made the trending searches."They're all here. You can look around. I'll call you when the food is ready."Jordan nodded and started to explore.She found a darkroom, which was specifically for developing photos.Inside, many photos hung on the walls.These were all from the three years she and Westley were ignoring each other. They were all of her life and
She wanted to see how he would truly lower his head for her.She also wanted to see if he really liked her.But later, after seeing the golden sea of flowers, he really did a lot to help her take pictures of the sea of clouds.The pink dolphins and fish were considered a blessing.She also witnessed them with him.So, she felt that the matter of pursuing her no longer mattered.She just wanted life to be simpler.She was really tired.She wanted to be happy and carefree.But unexpectedly, now that she didn't care about the pursuit anymore, he started again.It seemed that he would never follow her wishes.That stubbornness of his was something he couldn't change.‘Forget it,’ thought Jordan.She really couldn't be bothered to argue about these things anymore."Let's go." Jordan nodded and sat in the car after he opened the door.Westley walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat, leaning over to fasten her seatbelt.But Jordan fastened it herself.