There was an unmistakable hint of excitement in his voice.
Manuel was already walking further and further down the road of making a baby.
Britney pretended not to notice the gleam in his eyes and suddenly had the urge to tease him. With a calm expression, she said, "I'm going to get some water."
Manuel’s eyes instantly dimmed, but he dared not neglect his wife’s needs. He immediately got up. "I’ll go. You stay here and rest."
Watching his disappointed figure disappear into the kitchen, Britney couldn't help but chuckle.
Instead of sitting back down, she headed upstairs.
Thinking about how anxious Manuel looked, Britney gently placed her hand on her still-flat stomach. She counted the days. She wasn’t sure if the baby had come or not, but if she remembered correctly, her period was already seven days late this month.
Could she be pregnant?
Should she buy a test tomorrow?
No
Britneypushed him away, feeling utterly frustrated!Once again, she had been led astray by Manuel.Whenever she dealt with him, her rationality completely failed—it was as if her brain got stuck.Seeing her puffed-up, annoyed expression, Manuelchuckled but knew better than to provoke her at a time like this. After all, his greatest weakness was in her hands.“It’s getting late, and since you’ve got your period, you should rest early. I’ll go make you a cup of brown sugar water.”As expected, he always tried to make up for things afterward!Still, she gladly accepted.Manueltook away the cold juice from the bedside and headed downstairs to prepare the warm brown sugar water for Britney. A few minutes later, he came back upstairs, holding a glass in his hand. Britneywas already sitting on the bed, waiting for him.“Here.”He handed her the glass before
While waiting for news, Britneywas already feeling restless in the bedroom.She watched as Manuelmade a call outside, hung up, then answered another one. Her heart was still suspended in anxiety, unable to settle.What were they talking about?Manuelslid open the glass door. Though his brows remained still, his dark eyes carried an unusual depth.“Is there news about my mother?” Britneytook a step forward and asked.Manuel’s grip on his phone tightened slightly, almost imperceptibly. “Get changed. We need to go to your parents’ house.”Hearing his voice, chillingly solemn, and seeing the grim look on his face, Britneyfelt as if something had clenched her heart. “Did something happen?”Manuel’s thin lips moved slightly before he finally spoke. She would find out sooner or later—there was no reason to keep it from her.“We were a step
"So, we must also be mentally prepared. There's a high possibility that this matter will be reported tomorrow."One was an internationally renowned pianist, and the other was the wife of a prominent business chairman in Goldmoor. If this were to be exposed, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar and attract significant attention.If someone deliberately planned to release the news, all Manuelcould do was contain the situation and prevent it from escalating further.Manuelsat back down beside Britney. "I've already sent people to investigate who orchestrated this against Mom and Uncle Preston." That was why he had walked out earlier to make phone calls after hearing only half the story."Thank you, Manuel!"Diana's tears were not just because of what had happened with Gregorybut also because she was afraid that the truth would be unclear and, more importantly, because she feared her husband's reaction."Mom, don't say that. We
Before the morning sun had even peeked out, a piece of shocking news spread like wildfire throughout Goldmoor.At the same time, the internet was flooded with stories about the past romance between the two main figures in the scandal, detailing their once passionate love.Since Gregorywas a well-known public figure and Dianawas the wife of a prestigious tycoon, the news spread at an astonishing speed, sparking heated discussions.The newspapers, once on sale, caused a sensation across the city.Just as Manueland Britneyhad managed to suppress the scandal involving Britneyand Conrad, this new incident surfaced, dragging the previous matter back into the spotlight. People seized the opportunity to criticize and spread all kinds of rumors."What’s up with this mother and daughter? Now I finally understand what it means to have strong hereditary genes!""Damn! This is shaking my worldview. Are all good-looking
If Raidenhad known that the person on the other end of the phone was questioning their orientation, he might have smashed his phone in anger. But unfortunately, he lacked the ability to read minds."You don't trust me?"The way this woman asked questions was exactly the same as that guy, Manuel! Could it be that after living together for a long time, couples really started to resemble each other?Damn it!This realization put Raidenin a bad mood—because this couple actually made him feel a little envious. Envious of married people!"Alright, it was that Sierra’s uncle who ordered someone to do it. As for the news circulating outside, Franklinis also behind the scenes, fanning the flames."There was no point in hiding it. Britney's brain worked just like Manuel’s—sharp and brilliant. He was no match for her. No matter what, she would eventually get the information out of him. Besides, Raidenwasn’t in the best
Stephaniedidn’t care what Jamiyasaid. She loved Conrad. When she had gone through so much trouble to snatch him away from Britney, she had already decided that he was the only man for her.Otherwise, she wouldn’t have put in so much effort.After leaving the supermarket, Stephaniecarried fresh ingredients for cooking and hailed a cab back to the villa."Miss, why did you go grocery shopping? Didn’t I just buy some this morning?" Miaopened the door and saw Stephaniecarrying several bags."I’ll be cooking tonight. Help me wash the vegetables." Stephaniesmiled and handed the groceries to Miabefore changing into her house slippers."Alright." Miatook the bags and was about to head to the kitchen when she suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right, Miss, you received a package. I placed it on the table.""A package?" Who sent her something?Stephaniewiped her hands with a wet tissue and
Stephanieglared viciously at Britney, who sat before her, looking utterly composed. “Very good! Very good! Britney, I’ve long known that you’re not as pure and noble as you pretend to be. Turns out, you’re the best at putting on an act among us.”This woman had done it on purpose!The so-called "most innocent woman in Goldmoor," the "most desirable woman to marry"—all of those titles were fake.Britneycurved her lips into a smile. “A soft persimmon without thorns is easy to crush! But Britneyis not someone you, Stephanie, can manipulate at will.”“Oh, really?” Stephanieswept her gaze over the villa. She had been distracted by Britney’s voice earlier and hadn't taken a proper look. The decor seemed simple, but every piece of furniture exuded an understated luxury—clearly expensive at a glance. However, aside from a single male servant, she hadn’t seen anyone else in the house. Her husband was nowhere to be seen either...Had
In fact, the entire press conference held by her father was orchestrated by Manuel. This included not only the so-called evidence but also the presence of both men. Firstly, it was to protect her mother from being verbally attacked by reporters. Since her mother rarely faced the media, the situation could easily spiral out of control. However, both her father and Uncle Prestonwere experienced in handling the press and could maintain control, leaving no room for reporters to exploit. Secondly, it played on emotions to win public sympathy...Britneyhad already witnessed Manuel's capabilities before, but no matter how big or small the issue, he always managed to come up with precise and effective solutions, arranging everything flawlessly. She had to admit that his intelligence and ability to handle situations were truly remarkable."What do you want to tell me?" At this moment, Stephaniesuddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Every time Britneyg
As she closed the door, countless thoughts raced through Jamiya’s mind.Had her daughter found out the truth?"Mom, is it true or not?" Stephanie stepped into the study, turned around, and fixed her gaze on Jamiya.If she had forced herself not to believe Britney’s words before, now, trying to convince herself they were lies felt utterly weak.Jamiya was her mother, and the subtle hesitation in her movements had already given away the answer. Yet, Stephanie still wanted to hear it confirmed.She was clinging to hope, the desperate kind one seeks when standing on the edge of despair.Jamiya had struggled with this decision countless times before—should she tell her daughter or not? In the end, she chose to keep it from her. She was a woman herself; she understood the devastation of infertility. And this was her own daughter—how could she be so cruel?"My dear, with today’s advanced medical technology, ther
She also longed for a peaceful life, but unfortunately, some people were determined to make her life anything but easy. Therefore, she had to arm herself with thorns to protect herself and her family.Dealing with Stephanie was never her intention.However, since Stephanie had done what she did, if she didn’t fight back, wouldn’t that be too weak?Britney had never been someone to be bullied."Was Sierra's pregnancy also part of your plan?" Stephanie asked. Though phrased as a question, her tone made it sound more like a statement.Britney countered with another question, "Haven't you already guessed?"Sierra was caught between fear of her cousin and the desire for a good life. With such a conflicted mindset, how could she possibly have taken precautions?If she truly wanted to prevent pregnancy, she wouldn't have schemed to steal Stephanie's husband in the first place.Stephanie's face turned as pale as a sheet. Ev
In fact, the entire press conference held by her father was orchestrated by Manuel. This included not only the so-called evidence but also the presence of both men. Firstly, it was to protect her mother from being verbally attacked by reporters. Since her mother rarely faced the media, the situation could easily spiral out of control. However, both her father and Uncle Prestonwere experienced in handling the press and could maintain control, leaving no room for reporters to exploit. Secondly, it played on emotions to win public sympathy...Britneyhad already witnessed Manuel's capabilities before, but no matter how big or small the issue, he always managed to come up with precise and effective solutions, arranging everything flawlessly. She had to admit that his intelligence and ability to handle situations were truly remarkable."What do you want to tell me?" At this moment, Stephaniesuddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Every time Britneyg
Stephanieglared viciously at Britney, who sat before her, looking utterly composed. “Very good! Very good! Britney, I’ve long known that you’re not as pure and noble as you pretend to be. Turns out, you’re the best at putting on an act among us.”This woman had done it on purpose!The so-called "most innocent woman in Goldmoor," the "most desirable woman to marry"—all of those titles were fake.Britneycurved her lips into a smile. “A soft persimmon without thorns is easy to crush! But Britneyis not someone you, Stephanie, can manipulate at will.”“Oh, really?” Stephanieswept her gaze over the villa. She had been distracted by Britney’s voice earlier and hadn't taken a proper look. The decor seemed simple, but every piece of furniture exuded an understated luxury—clearly expensive at a glance. However, aside from a single male servant, she hadn’t seen anyone else in the house. Her husband was nowhere to be seen either...Had
Stephaniedidn’t care what Jamiyasaid. She loved Conrad. When she had gone through so much trouble to snatch him away from Britney, she had already decided that he was the only man for her.Otherwise, she wouldn’t have put in so much effort.After leaving the supermarket, Stephaniecarried fresh ingredients for cooking and hailed a cab back to the villa."Miss, why did you go grocery shopping? Didn’t I just buy some this morning?" Miaopened the door and saw Stephaniecarrying several bags."I’ll be cooking tonight. Help me wash the vegetables." Stephaniesmiled and handed the groceries to Miabefore changing into her house slippers."Alright." Miatook the bags and was about to head to the kitchen when she suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right, Miss, you received a package. I placed it on the table.""A package?" Who sent her something?Stephaniewiped her hands with a wet tissue and
If Raidenhad known that the person on the other end of the phone was questioning their orientation, he might have smashed his phone in anger. But unfortunately, he lacked the ability to read minds."You don't trust me?"The way this woman asked questions was exactly the same as that guy, Manuel! Could it be that after living together for a long time, couples really started to resemble each other?Damn it!This realization put Raidenin a bad mood—because this couple actually made him feel a little envious. Envious of married people!"Alright, it was that Sierra’s uncle who ordered someone to do it. As for the news circulating outside, Franklinis also behind the scenes, fanning the flames."There was no point in hiding it. Britney's brain worked just like Manuel’s—sharp and brilliant. He was no match for her. No matter what, she would eventually get the information out of him. Besides, Raidenwasn’t in the best
Before the morning sun had even peeked out, a piece of shocking news spread like wildfire throughout Goldmoor.At the same time, the internet was flooded with stories about the past romance between the two main figures in the scandal, detailing their once passionate love.Since Gregorywas a well-known public figure and Dianawas the wife of a prestigious tycoon, the news spread at an astonishing speed, sparking heated discussions.The newspapers, once on sale, caused a sensation across the city.Just as Manueland Britneyhad managed to suppress the scandal involving Britneyand Conrad, this new incident surfaced, dragging the previous matter back into the spotlight. People seized the opportunity to criticize and spread all kinds of rumors."What’s up with this mother and daughter? Now I finally understand what it means to have strong hereditary genes!""Damn! This is shaking my worldview. Are all good-looking
"So, we must also be mentally prepared. There's a high possibility that this matter will be reported tomorrow."One was an internationally renowned pianist, and the other was the wife of a prominent business chairman in Goldmoor. If this were to be exposed, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar and attract significant attention.If someone deliberately planned to release the news, all Manuelcould do was contain the situation and prevent it from escalating further.Manuelsat back down beside Britney. "I've already sent people to investigate who orchestrated this against Mom and Uncle Preston." That was why he had walked out earlier to make phone calls after hearing only half the story."Thank you, Manuel!"Diana's tears were not just because of what had happened with Gregorybut also because she was afraid that the truth would be unclear and, more importantly, because she feared her husband's reaction."Mom, don't say that. We
While waiting for news, Britneywas already feeling restless in the bedroom.She watched as Manuelmade a call outside, hung up, then answered another one. Her heart was still suspended in anxiety, unable to settle.What were they talking about?Manuelslid open the glass door. Though his brows remained still, his dark eyes carried an unusual depth.“Is there news about my mother?” Britneytook a step forward and asked.Manuel’s grip on his phone tightened slightly, almost imperceptibly. “Get changed. We need to go to your parents’ house.”Hearing his voice, chillingly solemn, and seeing the grim look on his face, Britneyfelt as if something had clenched her heart. “Did something happen?”Manuel’s thin lips moved slightly before he finally spoke. She would find out sooner or later—there was no reason to keep it from her.“We were a step