Jessica became nervous as his handsome face suddenly came close. Marcus's scent overwhelmed her. She had nowhere to hide, no matter how much she tried to avoid it, she couldn't escape his scent. His perfectly exquisite face was just inches away, and she could clearly count his slightly curled eyelashes— one, two... in his profound gaze, she saw her own panic reflected. Jessica was at a loss. Whenever he deliberately showcased his male charm, every woman couldn't help but be attracted. She cursed herself as a fool, but... The ambiguous posture was so awkward. In her mind, she couldn't help but recall the intense affair that night, and a faint blush appeared on her face. Pale with a tinge of light red, even her earlobes turned slightly pink. She had grown up with only Marcus as the only man this close and intimate to her. Marcus was an expert in the dating scene, and Jessica could never be his match. Her heart was pounding. They were very close, and Marcus could clearly hear the thu
Jessica nodded knowingly, indicating that she understood. She paused, put on her customary smile, and made a reasonable suggestion. "I've seen it on TV and in novels. Usually, when the male lead has a car accident and loses his memory, it's because of a blood clot in the brain. Then, someone hits him, and inexplicably, his memory is restored. Mr. Marcus, how about you go out and find someone to hit you on the head with a steel pipe? It might help disperse the blood clot and restore your memory!" Marcus's face turned pitch black, his anger raging. He really wanted to smash that smiling face of hers. It was too damn dazzling. Hitting himself with a steel pipe? It was unbelievable that she said such a thing. By doing this, did he even have a chance to survive? "Before doing that, I'll tear open your head!" Mr. Marcus gnashed his teeth. "You're so bloody and lack a sense of humor. It's just a joke! Tell me, why are you so insistent on knowing what happened eight years ago?" Jessica was
"Do you think I won't dare?" Jessica challenged. "My son was born and raised by me. He considers everything for my sake. If I don't let him recognize you, do you think he would dare to disobey me?" Marcus's face turned pale, and he sneered, "Ha, you have a nerve to say that. He considers everything for you? How can you be a mother? Such a young child can cook and do all those household chores so skillfully?" They slept late last night and planned to wake up later today, but his son woke him up early in the morning and asked Marcus to take him to the market to buy fish because Henry said the fish in the supermarket wasn't fresh. However, the market was not open at that time. Driving to the market, Marcus was initially feeling sleepy, but then he was shocked to see his son skillfully picking fish, and negotiating prices. He was the innocent one. Just think about it, he, a well-dressed, exceptionally handsome man, who clearly wouldn't come to a market like this. He followed behind his
Marcus laughed strangely, and both Jessica and Henry perked their ears to listen to his opinion. Hearing this eerie laughter, they both lost their smiles at the same time. Jessica gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Marcus, there haven't been any changes, you just have an additional son. You can see him anytime you want, and if you want to take him to live with you for a few days, I have no objections." This was her greatest concession. So, Mr. Marcus, please don't laugh so pitifully as if you've been abandoned. Marcus remained silent. Jessica and Henry looked at each other, both devoid of smiles. Though Henry was smart, he didn't know what to do in this situation. After all, it was not something that human effort could solve. He really wanted to say, "Why don't you two get married?" But he knew that his mommy would be the first to say no. Getting married for the sake of the child was not something that either his father or mother could do. Unless they were in love with each other. Bu
Marcus squinted his eyes, a dangerous glint passing through his eyes, chilling his delicate features. He turned around with Henry in his arms, only to see Old Mr. Alston, Monica, Leonard, and the old butler Vincent behind them. Monica screamed, "Oh my god!" Leonard's mouth dropped open, his small face filled with shock. His innocent eyes darted back and forth between Mr. Marcus and Henry, filled with confusion. Even the composed and taciturn Vincent was taken aback. Old Mr. Alston was first shocked, then his face turned ashen, as he stared straight at Henry. He remembered him, it was indeed the child he met that day. "Alston..." Monica suddenly became excited, pointing at Henry and Marcus. "Look at them, it's undeniable evidence. Marcus really has a child!" She seemed extremely thrilled. She had been colluding with Dennis all along, planning mischievous plots behind Old Mr. Alston's back for the sake of the Smith family's wealth. Dennis was impulsive and dumb, and she always worr
Marcus maintained a poker face. Old Mr. Alston called him yesterday, but he hung up. Later, Susan and a few secretaries called him, informing him that Old Mr. Alston had been looking for them to go to the hospital. Marcus chose to ignore it. "They said Brother Dennis was in the hospital, but they didn't say what happened exactly. Gunshot wounds, broken legs, amputation. It sounds quite tragic," Marcus smiled, his expression chilling, a hint of mockery crossing his lips. "Dad, when I was ten to twelve years old, I had multiple fractures, got shot six times, and almost had to undergo amputation. Why weren't you as caring then? Oh, maybe you didn't know." Henry looked at him in surprise, tightening his grip on Mr. Marcus's hand. Ten to twelve years old, wasn't that the time he spent in the New York black market boxing arena? They said he escaped from a rehabilitation facility and was sold to the underground market. Old Mr. Alston was caught off guard, his face darkening. How could he n
"Just now I came to the hospital and saw Henry walking with Mr. Marcus. Jessica, have they recognized each other as father and son?" Quincy looked at Jessica and asked, his gaze deep and unreadable, suppressing the panic of losing her. Jessica's heart trembled. Indeed, she should have anticipated this! "Quincy...actually..." Jessica didn't know where to start, so she had to recount the whole situation. She sighed bitterly, "I thought I could keep this secret for a lifetime, but I didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly after returning to America, and Henry willingly walked into the trap himself. As a mother, I have no right to deprive Henry and Mr. Marcus of the opportunity to recognize each other. Although I am extremely unwilling, I cannot stop it. Otherwise, it will be unfair to both Henry and Marcus." Quincy looked deep into her eyes, trying to find a trace of false helplessness in her face, but he realized she was sincere. Plans always lag behind changes, and nobody could hav
The next day, Mr. Marcus escorted Henry to school. For him, this was an incredibly fresh experience. Watching the parents who brought their children to school, Mr. Marcus felt that he would also step into this line in the future. He was very happy. "This is your school?" Marcus looked at the elegant school gate, feeling that it was quite good. "It's beautiful, right? Mommy said she chose it because she liked its appearance," Henry stuck out his tongue, undermining his mommy's choice. He really liked this campus, tranquil and simple. "Shallow!" Mr. Marcus snorted. Henry smiled, waving his hand. "Goodbye, Dad. I finish school at 4:30!" "Got it, go!" "Henry, is that your dad?" a classmate girl happened to meet them, smiling warmly as she approached. "Yes, that's my dad!" Henry said. Usually, he would come to class alone, but this time his dad brought him, attracting curiosity from some of the new classmates who noticed the resemblance between Mr. Marcus and Henry. They all knew t
"They saved me," said Saxon, with a cold laugh, "In fact, it was just a trap set by their brothers. They sent someone to ambush me while pretending to save me, successfully getting close to me. Their goal is the mafia, I'm not sure which faction they belong to.""You're really dumb," Camellia retorted. If it were Victor or Robin, this wouldn't have happened. Their core organization doesn't allow outsiders to invade easily, no matter how much trust there is.Saxon's defeat in just a few months was greatly influenced by his misjudgment of people."I admit defeat in this move," Saxon said solemnly. "Just go ahead and kill me."Camellia looked at him and smiled, "My dear brother, if I kill you, my nephew will come after me. Your life should be taken by his own hands, that's what you owe him."Desperate, Saxon closed his eyes and whispered, "Camellia, please fulfill my request, considering we're siblings.""Even if you may be my father, I won't fulfill your request," Camellia said firmly.
There were only five people on the ship.Saxon stood alone on the deck, gazing intensely at the sea, his desire to kill growing stronger. To avoid accidents, he should kill her now. And when Mr. Marcus arrived, he could deliver the final blow.Just as he thought that, the ship stopped, and Saxon roared, "What's going on?""Oh, nothing much. They were tired, so I let them rest forever." A dark figure leaped effortlessly onto the deck, her long hair flowing and her black bodysuit accentuating her seductive figure, her eyebrows exuding absolute icy firmness.Saxon called out in disbelief, "Jessica, you..."She opened her mouth, moved her lips, spat out a voice changer, and tore off the mask on her face, revealing a stunningly alluring face in front of Saxon.He was greatly surprised, but she smiled enchantingly, "My dearest big brother, you could disguise as my Brother Marcus, so why can't I disguise as my brother-in-law? How about that, I think I nailed the act, right? Forgot to tell yo
On the cruise ship out at sea.Jessica tried to move her wrist, but the handcuffs were tight, with long shackles on her feet, trailing chains on the ground, giving the room a particularly gloomy atmosphere. She smiled as she glanced around the room; it was actually quite a nice room, decorated luxuriously and comfortably. She thought to herself, that maybe if Saxon had tied her to the bed, she could have had a peaceful sleep.Her face was pale, breathing seemed a bit difficult, gasping continuously, yet she coldly laughed. Raising her hand, she knocked heavily on the cabin door. As expected, the door opened shortly after, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway, stepping inside.Blonde hair, blue eyes, with a menacing aura that seemed to suffocate, as if ready to destroy the entire world. Such a presence would make anyone feel scared.Jessica, however, smiled, appearing very calm with her usual smile, her gaze passing over him as she said, "Saxon, weren't you in Colombia planning to
Marcus slammed the door shut, and pressed his hand against it, hands supporting the door, his gaze darkly fixed on her. Jessica tried to stay calm but felt her heart racing.She couldn't meet Mr. Marcus's eyes directly, so her gaze shifted, each movement making him breathe a bit harder. She calmly lowered her eyes, ready to listen to his scolding.For a while, Mr. Marcus didn't say a word, his imposing demeanor making Jessica nervous.Finally, Jessica blurted out, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you, but you can't blame me for this. Henry asked why he didn't have a dad. I couldn't possibly tell him that you're the child of a one-night stand with a stranger, right? That would be devastating for the kid. So I had to come up with this cheesy love story. Who knew you actually got into an accident and lost your memory? Henry had already told you about the cheesy drama in advance, so I just went along with the flow. It was really just an accident, I swear.""You had plenty of chances t
It was his mother's death anniversary that day, and feeling upset, Mr. Marcus went to the bar alone after visiting the grave. Someone approached him, but he turned them down. In such moments, he had no peace of mind, but little did he know that he would meet her.She got drunk and staggered. He hurried over to help her, but she mistook him for a money boy. He was furious, feeling his pride was hurt. He was enraged, knowing she came looking for a man, and he wanted to strangle her.In his rage, that anger turned into desire.Furthermore, knowing she had been drugged fueled his anger even more. He was angry at her, frustrated with her. He couldn't understand why he had such strong impulses towards a woman he hardly knew.Maybe it was the moment of palpitations at the beach or the moment of heart fluttering when she looked up at him as he held her.That night, he lost control.But who would have known that when he woke up the next day, there was a note at the head of his bed with $100 an
On that day, Jessica flipped through the guest list for the wedding invitations and couldn't find Quincy's name. She raised an eyebrow and asked Henry, "How long has it been since you talked to Uncle Quincy?""Long time," Henry chuckled. "Mom, you also need to send invitations to the uncles and aunts on Grandpa's side. Why not send one to Uncle Quincy too?"Jessica nodded, hesitated for a moment, then decided to have Camellia drive her to meet Quincy at the park in front of the Lee Family's house.Michael Lee had been in the hospital for a while, feeling down ever since the case with Diana Brown. He had lost his former dominance and charisma; the once mighty business tycoon had fallen, his glory days long gone.Jessica felt sorry about the situation. If it weren't for what Michael Lee had done, she wouldn't have spoken so harshly that day. She only felt guilty towards Quincy.Quincy just smiled and didn't say much. There was a bit of awkwardness between them, not as warm as before, bu
Herman shot her a look of anger, but Camellia wasn't afraid of him at all. The poor little brother, always overshadowed by his brother, how sad. Any woman who falls for him still has to compete with his brother for attention, it's really a special kind of frustration.He was angry, and in the past, he would have definitely closed the video, out of sight out of mind. But today was different, he just stared at Camellia intensively.Suddenly, Camellia was curious about something, "Herman, do you have a brotherly love obsession?"If he answered yes, it would be quite interesting. She felt chaotic just thinking about it. She and Rose had also been suspected of having a lesbian relationship, and now with a pair of brothers who seem to have a homosexual relationship. Wow!"What do you mean by a brotherly love obsession?" Herman questioned.Camellia replied with a mischievous tone, "It means you look at your brother and wonder if you want to pounce on him and violate him."Rose's face darkene
After a while, there was no response from the other end.Camellia calculated the time—it was early morning in Colombia, so he shouldn't be so easily provoked to find a woman to solve his desire. Whether he understood sex was still a problem.She deliberately teased him and let him stew in anticipation."Uncle, it's been a while, and he hasn't responded," Henry said. "Maybe Herman has bled so much from his nose he passed out?"Rose chuckled. "Maybe he is having sex with a beauty."Rose nudged Camellia playfully. "Camellia, don't overdo it. You might regret it later."Camellia waved her hand, smiling without saying a word, then typed on the keyboard: "Herman, how's my figure?"After a while, there was some movement on the line, and unexpectedly, a naked picture of Herman was sent over. It was artistically shot, but his expressionless face still exuded a sinister air.Camellia, "..."Rose, "..."Henry covered his face and wailed, "Uncle-in-law, please consider the innocence of minors...
"Are you happy?" Mr. Marcus released her swollen lips from their embrace, with a smile. Whether she was happy or not was his top concern.She nodded, extremely happy.She could cherish this moment for a lifetime."As long as you're happy, darling. Henry and Camellia will arrive the day after tomorrow. They'll stay until our wedding and honeymoon. You'll be even happier," Mr. Marcus said with a smile. In the afternoon, Henry had already informed him online that he and Camellia would arrive on different flights but on the same day."Really?" Jessica's face lit up with surprise, pouting, "Henry is biased. He told you, but not me. So unfair."Mr. Marcus chuckled, "I and he need to discuss some matters.""Hmph!" Miss Jessica pouted unhappily.Mr. Marcus smiled, holding her, feeling content.She suddenly thought of something, "If you went to such great lengths for a proposal, our wedding will be like...even more sensational?""You don't need to worry about that, just put on the wedding dres