A long time had passed. In fact, it felt like an eternity. Jamie gently turned his face. He brought it close to Paityn's ear and savored the soft, downy feel. At that moment, she reminded him of Carol; she was also someone who needed his protection. Paityn was quiet and docile when she nestled in his embrace."Paityn." Jamie's voice was rough. It was barely a whisper, and his drink-induced haze mostly cleared. Slowly, he stroked the top of her head softly. Then, it didn't feel enough, and he leaned down to kiss her. She was his little puppy. This was the first time he’d called her that, yet it felt perfectly natural.Maybe they should have been together all along. Jamie should have been Paityn's protector and her shield against the storm. He shouldn't have left her to worry that their relationship might sour. He shouldn't have let her face difficulties alone and be afraid to seek his help. That was why she chose to bear it all by herself, to begin with.Business matters were
Jamie held his breath as he looked down at Paityn, watching her slide the ring of commitment onto his ring finger.In the dim light of the car, the platinum ring gleamed with a cool glow. It rested on his finger but felt as though it hung over his heart.They had made a vow for life.For a long while, Jamie didn’t move. He kept staring at his ring finger and the wedding ring Paityn had placed there. At this moment, he felt a profound sense of peace; he knew her heart. Her willingness to do this proved he held a place in her heart. It was a place that surpassed Lorian and Monty for Paityn.The world was vast, but Paityn's lover’s name was Jamie and only Jamie. When the blood rushed to Jamie’s head, he pulled Paityn close. He forced her to utter those shameless vows and sweet words. He demanded her to promise a lifetime with him. Jamie also asked that Paityn love only him for all her days. She was truly both angry and amused. Sitting up straight, she carefully removed the diam
Jamie and Paityn’s wedding was set for the golden autumn of October. Before the winter solstice, Mason and Zoe personally went to the McKinney family to ask for Paityn's hand in marriage. In addition to the ten cars' worth of gifts, he also brought along their capable, lovestruck son, Jamie.Jennifer hosted a lavish family banquet to welcome the in-laws. Naturally, she had some personal intentions. Among the many dishes, there was a pot of delicious chicken soup, and she made sure to give a chicken leg to her good son-in-law, Jamie.The Sanders and Lockwood families knew very well that Jamie didn't eat chicken legs. However, at this moment, he couldn’t stop praising the chicken leg. He even called out to Jennifer as his mother. "Mom, the chicken soup you made is just to my taste." Lorian and Tegan were also present. They exchanged a glance before he picked up the other chicken leg from his own bowl and handed it over to Jamie. He smiled playfully. "You really should eat mo
Paityn obviously didn’t recognize it. She opened the box and saw an emerald bracelet. It was completely green, which at first glance appeared to be worth at least forty to fifty million, very precious. Inside the box was a card with a message written on it. "Wishing you happiness for the rest of your life, from Monty."As Paityn was stunned, she realized she had stirred up a hornet's nest. The driver, Jamie, immediately let out a cold snort. "I told you it was someone with the surname Verdan, but you wouldn’t admit it! Now that we have the evidence, What do you think we should do, Paityn?"Looking at the gift, Paityn originally felt a bit sad. With Jamie causing such a ruckus, however all her sadness was swept away. In the end, she helplessly asked him, "So what do you want to do about it?"Jamie focused on the road ahead, and his hand lightly stroked his chin in deep thought. Finally, he made a few requests, all shameless and without boundaries. After finishing, he turned to
Yanni smiled gently. "Yes, I'm over five months pregnant! I’ll probably give birth around spring."Gael did the math in his head. By that time, he would have already settled abroad. He wouldn't be able to give Yanni's child any gift right away. If it weren't for worrying about Keaton's feelings, Gael might have even considered becoming the child's godfather. Then again, he had Ella. He was technically her biological father in name.Ella seemed to like him quite a bit. She sweetly called out, "Uncle Gael."Gael smiled and patted her head. Then, he took two candies out of his pocket. He had just attended the wedding banquet and happened to have them on hand. He handed one to Ella, who eagerly peeled it open and popped it into her mouth.Gael couldn’t help but hug Ella. This was the child he and Yanni had in name, but also a lingering thought of his. He couldn't help feeling a mix of emotions as he held her. When he let go, he noticed his new wife standing quietly beside him. Her
The reunion of old lovers was met with a deathly silence. Ocelotte's dark eyes were like ink, while Molly's delicate face was pale. She gazed helplessly at the young man, her mind echoing with memories of their once-sweet moments together."If only you had a lot of money, Ocelotte. If I had money, that would be fine too!"Ocelotte. If I had a lot of money, I'd fund you to start a big tech company, and then you wouldn't be sad about not being able to play basketball anymore. I’d be the behind-the-scenes boss, and you could be CEO."I always dream about it, but money is so hard to earn, Ocelotte."…In the small winter cabin, two young bodies were wrapped in wool blankets, holding each other tightly.The lady rested her head on the man's strong shoulder, murmuring softly. There was a sadness in her eyes that the boy couldn’t see.After today, she would be leaving. She would take a million to train abroad and become a big star. She would make a lot of money, and then start a compan
Although Ocelotte didn’t engage in those matters himself, as a member of the Sanders family, he was well aware of the ways of the business world. If it had been someone else, he might have been indifferent, understanding it as just a means to make a living. However, it was because it was Molly that he only found her shameless. Ocelotte looked at Molly and deliberately asked with a mocking tone, "Oh? Is there another act?"Molly's body trembled slightly.The senior manager finally picked up on the situation. She glanced at Molly, then at Ocelotte. The young tech mogul's eyes were filled with disdain and mockery, leaving the scene unbearably awkward.Still, Scarlett, who had witnessed her share of tense moments, quickly shifted the topic.However, Ocelotte showed no intention of being considerate. He opened his laptop with a loud snap and ruthlessly dismissed her. "Ms. Molly does not align with our company's image. Please show her out, Sarah."…Ocelotte's assistant, Sarah Moss
Behind the car, Molly saw him. She stood there dazed, staring blankly as the gray Cullinan slowly drove away. Her face was drenched in rain and confusion. She knew all too well the vast gulf between them. One was the second son of the Sanders Group, the president of Fowlerlotte Tech Co. with a status worth billions. Meanwhile, Molly was just a small-time actress. They were as far apart as clouds and mud. Not to mention, she carried a past full of stains that couldn’t be washed away, no matter how hard she tried. Molly was lost in her thoughts, and the director’s angry roar jolted her back. “Do you not want to finish filming? Dragging your feet like this! If you acted better, we wouldn’t have to keep redoing the scene!” Scarlett quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, although she knew exactly what was going on. The director wanted to have sex with Molly, but she refused, so now he was deliberately making things difficult for her. Sometimes, Scarlett couldn’t he
Molly longed for sincerity, but Ocelotte’s sincerity could only be given once. He had made it abundantly clear—they were now in a mutually consensual relationship. If she couldn’t handle it, she had to leave immediately. But Molly couldn’t bear to leave. This conversation, however, was a rare opportunity. She didn’t want to let it slip away, so she turned her head and focused on Ocelotte. “Then, is there anything else you want?” The gray Cullinan cruised through the night, its body repeatedly leaving streetlights behind. Amid this repetitive rhythm, Ocelotte’s voice slowly broke the silence. “I’ve already said, there won’t be anything between us except sleeping together.” “I know.” Molly’s voice was soft, almost inaudible. After that, she turned her face to the side, gazing at the night scenery outside the car window. The car was quiet; neither of them spoke again, but an undercurrent of subtle tension lingered in the air. When the car slowed to a stop at the red li
Molly stood frozen. For a long time, she couldn't process what was happening. She didn't understand why Ocelotte was angry. She wondered if he liked her to dress more seductively. She quickly put down the utensils in her hands and cautiously said, "Then I'll go change." "Go change." Ocelotte's voice was strained, carrying an indescribable grimness. Molly hurried into the bedroom's walk-in closet. Since Ocelotte had booked this place for three months, she often came to serve him and had brought a few outfits for herself. Now, seeing Ocelotte upset, she took off the floral long dress and changed into a black off-shoulder mini dress…However, when Molly finished changing, she suddenly froze. Then, she started breathing heavily. She desperately wanted a cigarette, thinking it would help calm her anxious emotions. Yes, she needed a cigarette. Molly shakily took a cigarette from her bag, leaned against the wardrobe, lit it, and took a deep drag. Only when the nicotine
Molly softly denied, "I just knew Ocelotte in the past." Blake sighed lightly, "Even if it was just a brief encounter, it's still very useful." He had seen it clearly just now.Obviously, Molly was someone close to Ocelotte, and his possessiveness was undeniable. As soon as he arrived, he was subtly jealous. Blake would have to tell Brody when she got back to make sure no scandals arose during their collaboration with Molly, or things could get difficult in the future. At that moment, Molly's phone buzzed. She picked it up and saw a message from Ocelotte. "Wait for me at the hotel later."Molly quietly looked at the few words on the screen. Simple as they were, the hierarchy between them was vividly reflected in those characters. Molly wasn’t angry; instead, she obediently replied with a "Okay." On the other side, Ocelotte leaned back in his office chair, his body gently turning. When his phone received the message, he couldn't help but smile faintly.…It was 8:
Ocelotte had thoughts in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged. A few seconds later, he diverted his gaze. It was Scarlett who respectfully greeted him first, saying, "Mr. Ocelotte." Only then did Ocelotte nod, but his demeanor still exuded a sense of arrogance, clearly highlighting his status and position. Once they stepped out, the elevator was left with only Scarlett and Molly. Unable to hold back, Scarlett muttered, "Pretending to be so dignified! Is he like this in private too?" Molly, with her sunglasses on, concealed her reddened eyes. Hearing Scarlett’s complaint, she softly responded, "He wasn’t like this before, not at all." Scarlett stared at Molly.After a long pause, Scarlett said seriously, "I know you care about him deeply, Molly. You two have had a love that left a lasting impression. "How is he treating you now, though? I don’t want you to keep suffering. If it’s really forcing it, maybe this love shouldn’t continue." Molly quietly respon
After saying that, he didn’t pay any attention to Molly and walked into the elevator. The well-dressed woman from earlier was waiting for him inside. As soon as Ocelotte entered, she smiled and started talking to him. His expression softened instantly, no longer carrying the indifference he had shown toward Molly. The lobby was filled with people coming and going… Molly stood quietly, but the prying eyes felt like daggers, piercing into her with a sharp intensity. After a long while, she gave a bitter smile. Molly, wasn't this normal? Ocelotte had made it clear from the beginning that she was only in a mutual arrangement. It was her own crossing of boundaries, her own expectations for him in her heart, that led to this self-inflicted humiliation. But still, her heart hurt.Molly walked into the car, and Scarlett was already inside. Just as she was about to speak, Molly opened her bag and took out a pack of cigarettes, intending to light one. She desperately needed a
In the early morning, Molly woke up. Ocelotte was already gone, but there was still warmth on the pillow beside her; he must have left not long ago. Molly gently touched the warmth, a look of longing on her serene face. She longed for every moment spent with Ocelotte. Even if he hated her, even if he only played with her, even though they would part after three months, she felt that having these memories was enough… Morning light filtered through the white gauze curtain, soft and gentle. At the foot of the white bed lay a man's thin cashmere coat, left behind by Ocelotte... When Molly left, she picked up the coat and, after some thought, decided to personally deliver it to Ocelotte's company after nine o'clock. She first went back home, still being careful, as Roselyn had long gotten used to it. Roselyn only said, "Don't let Grandma know you spent the night outside." Molly's face turned fiery red.After she finished washing up, Molly changed into a new outfi
Molly’s long black hair spread smoothly on the pillow, her body delicate with barely noticeable rises and falls.She whispered, "Do you still want me?"Ocelotte didn’t respond.At that moment, his phone rang. It was a call from Noah.Ocelotte glanced at Molly, signaling for her to remain silent, and answered the call without hesitation. "It's a last-minute business trip. I won't be coming back tonight."On the other end of the phone, Noah wasn’t easily fooled. He let out a cold laugh, "A business trip? Is it you going on a trip, or is it your second brother?"Ocelotte fell silent.Noah continued, "I don't care what you do out there, Ocelotte. But there’s one thing—don’t fool around with yourself, end up getting tricked, and regret it later. There’s plenty of things in life you’ll regret!"Ocelotte's voice was hoarse as he replied, "I know, Dad."Noah snorted, "You know nothing."It was clear that Noah had learned about what his son had been up to recently. As a father, of cou
She was so petite that he could hold her easily in his arms, her soft, delicate body pressed against him. The sensation was subtle, but Ocelotte did his best to ignore it.The female doctor said, "This is more like it!"The doctor was both gossipy and professional, and in no time, she had finished treating the wound. When she removed the porcelain shard, Molly's fingers dug deeply into Ocelotte's waist and arm, causing him to lower his head to look at her.Molly trembled with pain, like a pitiful little dove.For some reason, Ocelotte, almost instinctively, placed one hand gently on her shoulder and pulled her closer into his embrace.At that moment, he seemed to be filled with a sense of pity.…Leaving the hospital, Molly thought that Ocelotte would take her straight to the hotel. To her surprise, he took her to an old street near their school, where many small eateries lined the road. Young students often came here to eat. They had visited this place a few times back then.
Molly was cradled in Ocelotte's arms. Her nose was filled with the familiar, masculine scent of Ocelotte, pleasant but now tinged with a more mature fragrance than before... She buried her head tightly, trying not to cry. She really did cry. She hadn’t cried when she was hurt, nor when Scarlett and Zahra were fighting, but at the unexpected gentleness of Ocelotte, she broke down… Molly let go of all her pride and whispered softly, “Do you still care about me, Ocelotte?” Ocelotte stiffened. After a moment, he gave a cold laugh. “You’re overthinking, Molly! Do you really think, after what you’ve done, I could still have feelings for you? Is there any room for us to develop feelings for each other?” As if that wasn’t enough, he added with disdain: “I’m just afraid that during sex with you, you’ll pass out.”Molly felt a sense of disorientation. For a long time, she quietly murmured, “I understand.” Ocelotte thought to himself, her skin really was thick. When