“Really?” Ryan’s sharp words were on the tip of his tongue, but seeing her shivering eyelashes and those cool eyes, he was momentarily moved and said, “Come with me.”“What?” Diana didn’t immediately understand, and by the time she looked up, the tall man had already walked away with long strides.She looked uncertainly at Gary, who was still waiting for her. “Mr. Frost…”“You weren’t imagining things.”Gary glanced at the direction where Ryan had gone, feeling a bit sentimental.To make up for his ex-wife was one thing, but now it seemed he was making up for someone who resembled his ex-wife. Just whether this would be a blessing or a curse for the girl in front of him remained to be seen.Diana looked at the coffee in her hands, feeling a bit awkward. Gary waved to the front desk and said, “Have these delivered to the Design Department, and say it’s from Miss West.”Once in the car, Diana didn’t dare to breathe too loudly, desperately trying to calm her breathing.Ryan, how
After finishing the snack, I still had some time left. Seeing that Yasmin seemed hesitant to speak, I couldn't help but smile."Is there something you want to say or ask me?"In terms of being a daughter and a mother, both Yasmin and I are probably novices. It’s inevitable that there’s some awkwardness and unfamiliarity, but I can genuinely feel her desire to give me the best.Yasmin’s eyes were full of affection as she spoke softly, “It’s nothing major. I was just thinking that since you’ll be moving in eventually, how about you choose your room now while there’s still time? This way, I can prepare your bedroom according to your preferences.”A wave of emotion I had never felt before surged within me. Smiling, I said, “No need to choose. I trust you.”“Really?” Yasmin seemed worried that I was being polite. “Don’t be too formal with me. You’re my only daughter…”“It’s not about being formal!” I interrupted with a sigh, taking her hand gently and speaking softly, “I just know tha
“Bethany, is she the daughter they adopted later on?”“Yes.” I nodded. “Simone dotes on her very much, like she was her biological daughter.”Yasmin frowned slightly. “Isn’t she about two years younger than you?”“How did you know?”Hearing my response, Yasmin’s brows curved in a sympathetic manner as she explained, “It’s highly likely that Ben is raising the daughter of Simone’s former lover.”“What?“ Caught off guard, I was stunned. “What do you mean? Bethany is the daughter of Simone’s former lover?”“It’s just a guess.”Yasmin smiled and elaborated, “Simone’s first love was a thug in Jeswood named Kevin Sullivan, I think. Later, when Kevin got into trouble and went to prison, Simone started an affair with Ben.”“Kevin got married not long after he was released, but his wife died during childbirth. Soon after, he got into trouble again, this time for murder. He killed someone with a significant background, which was enough to cost him his life. He fled the country, leaving b
When he looked at Yasmin, his throat moved slightly as if he were nervous. “Yasmin, I came uninvited, but there are some things I need to say to you in person.”Without waiting for Yasmin to respond, he continued, disregarding the people around them, speaking slowly and deliberately, “You don’t need to worry about implicating me anymore. Now, the Jackson family is under my control, and I can protect you!”I didn’t know if Yasmin would accept it, but I felt my eyes well up with tears.Probably because I knew this person was my uncle and the person beside him was my mother, I was easily moved by their family affection.Turning my head, I saw Yasmin with reddened eyes, turning away to hold back her tears before she looked back at Alex and said with a hint of annoyance, “When you were little, you cried for me to help change your diaper. Now you say you can protect me?”“Pfft—”Alana almost choked on her drink, unable to stop laughing.Alex cleared his throat but didn’t seem embarras
Alana deliberately teased him, leaning in and raising her eyebrows, “So, don’t you want to get married?”“I have someone I want to marry and am not interested in arranged marriages.”Frank dismissed it lightly, glancing inside the room. “Is Charlotte here?”From his angle, he couldn’t see me behind the door.Seeing Alana’s triumphant smile, I couldn’t help but laugh lightly. Just as I was about to speak, Alana looked at me and said, “Niece, come here quickly. My brother is looking for you.”I could almost imagine the bewildered expression on Frank’s face.I walked over, and Frank took my cool, dry hand. He glanced at Alana and, with a playful smile, asked, “When did Charlotte become your niece?”Before I could speak, Yasmin put her arm around my shoulder and, noticing Alex and his wife teasing him, couldn’t help but laugh. “Because Charlotte is my daughter, what do you think?”“Huh?” Frank immediately straightened up. Before he could delve deeper or confirm the truth of the sta
“I’ve already had someone look into who she had been in contact with before,” said Yasmin.“That’s hard to look into.” Frank was certain and continued, “When you went to find Charlotte yesterday, it was probably seen by someone with ulterior motives. They’ll likely be much faster at erasing traces than we are at investigating.”“In that case, the best solution is to keep this matter under wraps for now. After a few days, when the suspicion has died down, we can follow the clues more easily.”“But my mom and I have been in contact more than just a designer-client relationship yesterday and today.”“The other party’s suspicion might not be so easily dispelled, right?” I asked.The methods of the behind-the-scenes person were similar to those from two years ago. Both were deeply hidden, with enough scheming to not easily let go of their concerns.Alex squinted his eyes. “Yasmin, what do you think about publicly acknowledging Charlotte as your goddaughter first?”“That way, we can p
Bethany smiled and pretended to stop her. “Forget it, Carrie, don’t underestimate her. She might end up with some rich husband and getting support from someone later.”“Bethany, you’re the daughter of the Shaw family! Are you really afraid of her? You said she’s an orphan. Even if she’s good at attracting rich men, who would actually marry her?”Carrie Harrison sneered. “Anyone invited by Ms. Jackson is from a family that values social standing. At most, they might play around with her. No one would turn against us for an obscure lover.”The young man who had previously approached me couldn’t stand it any longer and spoke up for me, “No, she was just introduced by Ms. Jackson…”“Enough,”People of this social tier generally looked down on ordinary celebrities. No matter how popular one was, it ultimately depended on capital.Bethany interrupted him. “I know you want to say she knows Ms. Jackson…”“What?” Carrie suddenly looked alarmed, “She knows Ms. Jackson? Why didn’t you say
After giving my instructions, I decided not to bother and headed straight to find Jane.“Why should I leave?” Carrie, after hearing the security's straightforward eviction notice, looked at me with suspicion and asked, “Who… who is she?”Bethany glared at me with hatred and then turned to the security, “Oh! Now I get why a mere designer can stay here so long. It's because she has an affair with you, isn’t it?”“Please watch your language!”The security guard frowned, “Ms. Wilson is an esteemed guest. Your insults…”“Esteemed guest?”Carrie’s expression grew more anxious. “She, she’s someone’s esteemed guest? Could it be… Ms. Jackson?”But after saying that, she looked a bit doubtful.Bethany was even less convinced. Now that she was being expelled and the guests who had been watching the scene started whispering among themselves, she felt humiliated and quickly became red with anger. She stormed over to me, gritting her teeth, “Charlotte, what trick are you playing now! Even if
Jonathan almost spit out the tea he was drinking."You have principles now?""Not the right time to talk nonsense."Westley. "Do you always talk in a way that pokes others' pain points?"Jonathan smiled for a moment. "If you've done it, don't be afraid of people talking about it."Westley didn't want to continue the conversation and stood up to leave.He went to the kitchen to find Jordan and found her eating ravioli."Didn't you say you'd help?" Westley sat next to her. "How come you're eating secretly? Give me a bite?"Jordan guarded the food. "It’s in the kitchen. There's still plenty in the pot.""But I want to eat from your bowl.""But I don't want to give you any."Westley laughed. "Okay."But while Jordan took a bite of the ravioli, he kissed her.Jordan's eyes widened as she felt the ravioli in her mouth being stolen away."You're disgusting."Westley smiled. "Sweet."Jordan couldn't eat anymore and pushed the remaining ravioli to him. "I'm not eating anymore."
Now that she had remarried him, this was also her home, and there was no need to tidy up anymore."Really?" Westley turned her around. "It'll be troublesome to go to another room and come back for something later.""What do you mean?" Jordan felt like she didn't understand his words today. "Just spill it already."Westley nodded seriously. "Okay, I'll spill it. We're married now. From now on, when we come back here, we'll sleep together. If you don't tidy up and pack your things, there won't be anything for you in my room."Jordan understood. She suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder. "Who said that after marriage, we have to sleep in the same bed? If there's nothing of mine in your room, I'll sleep in my own room. It's not like you only have one room."Westley laughed. "Okay, you're being naughty now."Jordan replied, "You become like the people you spend time with."She finished speaking and ran off.She went to the kitchen to see Miranda and offer to help.Miranda told he
"What is there to prepare?" Westley sat down with Jordan. "They're not strangers."Miranda gave her a glare and handed Jordan some fruit. "Look at me, still wearing my pajamas...""Jordy, it's not that I don't care about you. It's just that Westley didn't say anything, and you two... we also didn't want to ask too much. Wait for me to change into something proper. What would you like to eat? I'll personally cook for you."Jordan quickly stopped her. "No need, we're so familiar with each other already, Mom."Miranda froze, then after a long pause, she grasped Jordan's hand, wiping her tears as she said, “Okay.”Jordan gave Westley a look, and he handed her a tissue.She wiped Miranda's tears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry.""It's our fault," Miranda patted her hand. "We never thought that Westley would do that.""You two grew up together and had a great relationship. We always thought, when we're gone, he'll be able to love you and take care of you well on our beha
Jordan asked him, "You finished so quickly?""Why does it sound like you're unhappy that I came over?""No, it's just that your meetings used to take quite a long time."Westley casually ruffled her hair.Jordan wasn't happy. "You messed up my hairstyle!"Westley chuckled softly. "You're just had your hair down. Is it even styled?""You don't understand.""Alright, I don't understand."Westley pulled her back to the bedroom.Jordan wasn't happy. When they were going upstairs, he carried her back to the room."Do you really like kids that much?"Jordan put her hands against him to stop him from getting any closer."What, can't I like kids now? Henry and Sparrow are so cute."Westley caught both her hands and pinned them down. "Then should we have one too?"Jordan struggled. "Who said I want to have one with you?""Then who do you want to have one with?"Jordan kicked him with her leg. "Get off me."Westley bent down and asked, "Afraid of the pain?""Yes." Jordan was pi
Jordan didn't really know—she had only come here to escape.Now, there wasn't much left to escape from.If it weren't for wanting to spend a few more days with Jane and the others, she would have already been ready to go back to work.Westley saw that she had been thinking for a long time without speaking and asked, "So, are you coming with me to the theme park, or playing with those two kids?"Jordan almost forgot—there were two adorable children here."Then I'll play with the kids.""What, still think I'm too old?"Jordan gave him a playful glare. "Stop bringing that up all the time. Don't think you can keep me trapped with that topic."Westley asked, "Then why not come to the theme park with me?""Weren't you the one who gave me the choice?"Jordan gave a soft snort. "If you only want one answer, then next time give me just one option.""Alright." Westley looked at her with eyes full of affection. "Whatever you say goes.""I've got a meeting—you go play with the kids."
It felt very unreal.It felt like she was dreaming."Will you marry me?""Huh?"Jordan was completely dazed, thinking she would hear him say a lot of touching words.But in the end, all she heard were just those simple words."Are you... talking?"Westley nodded. "Yes. Will you marry me?"For a moment, Jordan truly wanted to throw the flowers at his face.But then she remembered her conversation with Charlotte.And she felt that Charlotte had a point.They were already married, yet Westley still wanted to give her a sense of ceremony.Even if he didn't say any romantic lines, she wouldn't be able to refuse his proposal now.With that thought in mind, she reached out her hand."I will!"Westley slipped the ring onto her finger, stood up, and hugged her.Jordan heard him whisper softly in her ear. "I'm really nervous. It's my first time doing something like this, so I don’t know what to say—I was afraid I'd cry. Give me a little grace. Whatever you want to hear, I'll say
"Okay."Jordan started to feel something was off. "Charlotte, I remember you didn't like the smell of cigarettes. Didn't Frank stop smoking after being with you?"Charlotte responded calmly, "Not really. If I didn't like the smell of cigarettes, I wouldn't have gotten along with Jane for so many years. She was already smoking when I first met her. Also, Frank didn't stop smoking just because he was with me. It was only later, when I was pregnant and feeling unwell, that he stayed by my side and simply forgot about it. Men have a lot of work pressure too. If he smokes now and out of my sight, I think I should try to understand that. That's what being a couple means."Jordan was persuaded. "Yeah, I guess you’re right. There should be mutual understanding. I do act a bit spoiled sometimes."Charlotte said, "When I talk about understanding, I don't mean compromise. If there's something you really can't accept, it still needs to be discussed between the two of you."Jordan was confused
"Wow."Jane and Charlotte stood at the doorway, watching with great interest.It was quite the appetizing show.Zachary and Frank, on the other hand, weren't interested, and headed to the yard to set up the grill.Frank chatted casually with him. "He's been proving himself for two days now—why do you keep poking at his age? He even made you bleed."Zachary said, "I did it for the greater good. Look at them now, kissing like they can't bear to part."Frank cocked his brows and said nothing in response.Jordan overheard Jane and Charlotte's voices.Her face turned completely red from embarrassment.She couldn't push Westley away, so she had no choice but to bite him.When he relaxed his grip, she took the chance to run.She didn't even dare glance at Jane and Charlotte at the door.Back in her room, she buried herself under the blanket.So embarrassing.Downstairs, Jane and Charlotte, satisfied with the show, headed to the yard.Westley, meanwhile, went upstairs.Sure eno
'What was that?'Jordan truly had nothing in her head but confusion.She had just been teased by Jane outside.She thought that since she hadn't come downstairs in the past couple of days, everyone already knew—Westley was... not impotent.Why was Frank saying things like that now?"Frank, what are you talking about?""Nothing."Frank left the kitchen and sat next to Charlotte.After Jane finished tending to Zachary's wound, she even fed him some food.The man held his wife in his arms and asked in a low voice, "All your friends are bringing their husbands food. Why aren't you doing the same?"Charlotte smiled. "That's because Jane took a bite and didn't like it. She thought it would be wasteful, so she gave it to Zachary."Frank played with her hand and asked, "Is there nothing you don't like to eat?""Nope."In the kitchen—Jordan sensed that Westley was upset. She reached out and hugged him, asking, "Did Zachary and the others tease you?"Westley finished handling wha