"Of course." Rayan smiled. "You know that I won't sit back and let Jenna take the shot for me. I'm a guy. How can I let a woman take the shot for me? You must have considered that when you pulled the trigger, which was why you did not aim straight for the heart. Otherwise, with your shooting skills, it would be impossible for me to survive." Back then, the bullet only deviated from his heart by one millimeter. She was a well-trained assassin, so she would not make an error like this. She had everything under her control. Nobody else saw through her intentions but Rayan understood at once what was on her mind. "Rayan, my father has a grudge against you. If he pulled the trigger, then everything would be different. However, I was deeply in love with you, so how could I let you die? I might have lost my mind and aimed my gun at Jenna. My apologies for that and I should probably apologize to her as well. Fortunately, you took the shot for her. Otherwise, I would forever be inde
"Sara, what are you doing?" Lilian had just returned from work from the United Nations Bureau. She walked into Sara's room with a wide smile plastered on her face. Sara was sitting on the bed, knitting a sweater meticulously with a serious expression. She raised her head upon hearing Lilian's voice. "I'm knitting a sweater for Jenna's child. I haven't had the chance to see my little grandchild yet. I want to go back to A City," Sara answered, but she did not stop what she was doing. Her fingers were nimble as she worked furiously to finish knitting the sweater. "Sara, why must you knit the sweater yourself? You can easily buy a sweater anywhere." Lilian felt that she was too hard on herself and did not want her to bother herself with some mere trifle. Upon saying that, she asked, "Did the instructor urge you to complete your training today?" Her tone was dead serious when she asked the question. Remaining immobilized in a wheelchair for a long time without
"Madam, what's wrong?" The agents standing outside caught sight of what happened and dashed over quickly. They helped Lilian and Sara up and asked uneasily, "Madam, are you injured?" Lilian had sprained her ankle and her butt was injured. In actuality, she was in pain. At her age, it was not a good thing if she had broken her bone. However, she masked the pain and gave a dismissive wave of her hand. "I'm alright. Help Miss Sara back to her room." After that, everyone was busy. Lilian had injured her ankle. It was not easy to treat it. She probably couldn't go to work the next day. Nevertheless, Lilian was over the moon. Her daughter finally called her 'Mom'. She had anticipated that moment for a few decades. Silence filled the night. Lilian was sitting in her bedroom, reading a book with the help of her glasses. At that moment, Quina rang the doorbell. "Come in," Lilian responded with an air of nonchalance. Only Quina was allowed to enter her bedroom. Ever
"Hansen, Jenna has been through a lot of hardships. I hope that you will treat her well, appreciate her, and provide her with a happy and peaceful life. Can you promise me that?" Lilian could not help but to feel a lump in her throat as she tried to finish her sentence. Hansen's heart instantly sank. "Grandma, everything that happened to Jenna was because I didn't do my duty as a good husband. I promise that I will provide her with nothing but happiness from now on. I want her to be the luckiest girl in the world. Please trust me." Hansen made a promise to Lilian in a serious tone. Lilian did trust Hansen's promise to her because back then at Ink Garden, he had made a promise. He had promised that Jenna would be the only woman for him in this life and he had managed to keep his promise for more than a year then. "Hansen, I trust you," Lilian said in a low voice and hung up the phone. "Quina, do we have anything arranged by the United Nations?" After a whil
As Jenna called out his name, Hansen's hand trembled in hers. He felt overwhelmed. He was wondering if she had recalled her memory or if she was calling out his name passionately because they had been spending a lot of time together for the past few days. He turned his head to look at her, just in time to meet her bright, clear eyes. His gaze was full of tenderness. Jenna stared at his face in a daze. Recently, she had always liked looking at him in a daze. Her gaze towards him was filled with loss but it was also filled with her trust and dependence towards him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. He stroked her face with his palm. Her face was cold, and there was no heat on her face. He covered her face with his big, warm palms and bent slightly to look at her. "Jenna, don't you recognize me?" he asked softly. Jenna remained silent but continued to stare at him. The light in her eyes grew
There was a knock on the door. "Mr. Yintern, Miss Moore here to see you," his female secretary announced after she knocked on the door, shortly after Melvin left. Miss Moore? Steffan had a strange feeling hearing the name. He didn't know who it was. However, before he could react, he heard the sound of high heels approaching his office and soon, a beautiful figure showed up at his office door. "You may leave now." He solemnly waved his hand to the secretary. The secretary turned around and saw a beautiful and elegant woman. Her eyes were drawn to this woman. "Isn't this the woman who wants to see Mr. Yintern? I wonder what the relationship between them is." The secretary thought to herself. "Steffan, you're here, as expected." Jaqueline walked in gracefully with a broad smile on her face. "Jaqueline, it's you." Steffan came to a realization and laughed at himself. "I saw you on television last night, I should've known it was you." "
"The day before, when Jenna was kidnapped, the situation seemed very dangerous," Jaqueline said as she recalled Hansen coming to see her with a scary expression on his face. She felt pain in her heart. What kind of person did Hansen think she was! Why would she possibly do such a despicable and shameless thing? Her political future was bright, so it was unnecessary for her to ruin her own future like that! Steffan was stunned. All of a sudden, he stood up and his face turned pale. "Dory was kidnapped? Is she alright? Was she hurt?" Jaqueline looked calmly at him. His face was filled with concern and worry for Jenna. It seemed that he really loved her deeply. "Don't worry, Hansen is with her. She will be fine," Jaqueline slowly said with a deep gaze. Steffan instantly dropped his body backwards and sunk into the couch. He closed his eyes helplessly. Although Steffan wasn't able to become Jaqueline's real brother-in-
"Steffan, I beg you. Please help me get through this rough period. I still owe a few million dollars from gambling. If I don't pay back the money in time, then they are going to beat me to death." Yurij begged with a desperate expression on his face. He had terrible luck gambling the other day. After losing the five million dollars loaned from Steffan, he had refused to give up and ended up borrowing three million dollars more from loan sharks to try to win his money back. He didn't expect to lose all of that money too. He was getting hunted down by loan sharks and there was nothing he could do to save himself. Other than Steffan, he couldn't find anyone else to seek help from. "I'm telling you, don't even think about getting a single cent from me again." Steffan rejected him with a stern face. Yurij's face was filled with disappointment. "Steffan, if you don't loan me money, then don't blame me for what I might do under pressure," Yurij said casuall