In this sentence, Kendrick enunciated clearly, and both Annabelle and Gauge heard it.
Gauge glanced at Annabelle silently, a look of concern flashing across his face. He wanted to ask her if something had gone wrong between her and Kendrick.
But afraid that she didn't want to speak, she ultimately didn't say anything.
Annabelle was also puzzled in her heart. Previously, Kendrick had used some means, quite harsh and decisive, to try to keep her, but she didn't see him in a difficult situation.
So this sentence obviously had another meaning, seemingly because of something, it made him have to leave...
However, these thoughts only lingered in Annabelle's mind for a moment. Immediately, she remembered that EMS was still on their way here, so she quickly made another phone call to inform them not to come.
Afterwards, the three of them successfully arrived at the hospital, and Kendrick was taken to the emergency room.
During the wait, Annab
Annabelle rubbed her temples, it seemed that she really didn't remember anything about what happened later last night."What if, by the time he arrives, I'm already dead? Then won't you become a young widow?""Kendrick!"As soon as Annabelle heard this, she became anxious and slammed the water cup onto the table, saying, "If it weren't for Gauge yesterday, you would have already been dead."Seeing that he still didn't agree, Annabelle explained the cause and effect to him again.After waiting for a full explanation, Annabelle herself became thirsty and directly drank half of the water poured for her.Kendrick picked up the cup, finished the remaining drink, and said blandly, "What's the rush? Once I get discharged, I'll personally thank him.""You have a conscience," Annabelle muttered.Kendrick did not respond and then fell into deep thought.Seeing him remain silent, Annabelle glanced at him and asked, "Are you thinkin
Annabelle got angry and said she was leaving.Just as I turned around, Kendrick grabbed me.He should have wanted to hold her hand, but because he was lying in bed, he didn't manage to hold it and only grabbed onto a corner of her clothing.Annabelle looked down at the large hand clutching her clothes, with an IV needle still inserted in the back of the hand.Looking at the big man on the bed again, the sharpness and dominance in his eyes were gone, replaced only by a melancholic expression, and even a touch of pitifulness.Annabelle's heart softened as she watched.Originally, there was a bit of nameless anger, but when the words of anger reached my lips, it became a complaining sentence, "Are you not allowed to leave?""Are you angry, or is there really something wrong?""There was really something."As for being angry, there was also a bit.Kendrick avoided her when she answered the phone, which made her feel u
"Are you sure?" Kendrick asked in a deep voice.He knew that Annabelle had her own small apartment. On the first day of their marriage, she said that they could live separately after getting married because she had her own house to live in.After they got married, she should not have gone back yet. This time, she suddenly said she had something to do and went to the apartment to meet Fabian, right?And Fabian was not abroad, right?"Confirmed."Afterwards, Jax passed over a photo.Fabian was wearing a casual suit and carrying a suitcase in his hand, while Annabelle walked beside him, holding a bag that seemed to contain green vegetables.Fabian was tall, and Annabelle walking beside him made her look even smaller, surprisingly matching, like a little couple.Kendrick's blood boiled instantly as he witnessed this scene. While he was sick, she brought another man home and even went grocery shopping and cooked with him?"I
"Here I come," Annabelle replied, and asked Jaime, "Is there anything else?"Jaime quickly said, "Madam, when did you come back? The president wanted to drink the soup you cooked!""I'm not sure, maybe in the afternoon. I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."In the ward.Kendrick's face was gloomy like a stormy day.Busy? Busy with making the bed and putting that kid to sleep?Although Kendrick believed that Annabelle and Fabian were innocent, it was hard to say when a man and a woman were living together alone.Jaime sighed and said to his boss, "Sir, don't mind me speaking out of turn, but if you're really worried, why don't you personally make a phone call and ask the madam to come back, or I can take you there to pick her up."Is face really that important? Now my wife is about to be taken away by someone, President!Jaime felt that he really worried a lot."You don't understand, this is called playin
Annabelle's face darkened slightly, "What did you find?"Fabian looked at her, caressed the back of his phone. He could have flipped the screen right now to show Annabelle what he had truly discovered in his investigation, but after hesitating for a moment, he continued to keep the phone face down on the table."He had been away from the Gregory family for two years. During those two years, everything about him was a blank. No one knew where he had gone or why he had suddenly disappeared for two years."Annabelle pondered for a moment and asked, "What are you worried about?"Fabian leaned forward, looking at her with concern, "You don't know Kendrick, there are too many mysteries surrounding him. I'm worried that you will get more and more involved and get hurt in the future."Annabelle breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She had long known that Kendrick had some stories she was unaware of, so she thought Fabian might be overreacting.
Annabelle's support for Fabian, as well as her portrayal of herself as a bad person, made Kendrick's heart ache.Was Fabian really more important in her heart?But no matter what, she was his wife now, so she had to go home with him!Kendrick grabbed Annabelle's arm.Annabelle, on the other hand, gasped in pain, as if it was too much for her to stand straight.Fabian immediately pushed Kendrick's hand away and supported Annabelle's shoulder, asking, "Still hurting?""Ouch!"Annabelle said with red eyes.The pain in his voice brought Kendrick back to his senses, if only for a moment.Annabelle's clothes were intact and she had neatly tied her hair behind her head, as if she hadn't just experienced that kind of thing.While she had a pained expression on her face, she was clutching her shoulder and gasping for breath.Her injury... was on her shoulder?Did Fabian just treat her injury?Kendrick
Kendrick ignored Fabian and turned to her, saying, "Anna, are you going back or not?"Annabelle was taken aback, "No, I won't go back."Fabian said that he would take her to his studio tomorrow. She thought it would be more convenient for both of them to leave from here tomorrow.Furthermore, Annabelle was still a little upset with Kendrick.Kendrick nodded, "Alright, then I won't go back either."After speaking, he immediately sat back on the sofa."But there's no place for you to stay," Annabelle said. Did he still want to share a room with her?Kendrick looked around and saw that the room was a two-bedroom, two-living room layout.That was her and Fabian, each having their own room, and her so-called husband naturally couldn't stay in her room."It's okay, I slept on the couch."Annabelle was speechless and finally managed to squeeze out a few words, "... Whatever."After saying that, she turned around a
Annabelle was shocked and whispered to Kendrick, "How did you get in? Get out quickly!""I didn't."Kendrick spoke, then he flipped over and firmly pressed Annabelle onto the bed.Annabelle was wearing a little nightgown, and she was pressed tightly against him, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed."Aren't you afraid that I will shout? Fabian is right next door, and he is very good at fighting."Her whispered threat sounded like a joke to Kendrick.He laughed and said, "I could beat him, you know. And I know you wouldn't dare to call for help, right?"In the dimness, cunning lights flickered in Kendrick's deep eyes.Annabelle bit her lip and could only glare angrily at this scoundrel.She really didn't want to wake Fabian up.What would Fabian think if he saw her hugging Kendrick like that?She had previously said that she wanted to divorce Kendrick and promised not to fall in love with him, but she sudden
Seraphina understood exactly what Dereon meant—he was suggesting she sleep with the Young Master.But would sleeping with him really make him love her more?Seraphina knew very well: the reason the Young Master still had some affection for her was precisely because she knew her place and respected boundaries.She didn’t want to do anything that might make him hate her.Looking out the cabin window, Seraphina said calmly, “If the Young Master wanted me, of course I’d be willing… but I’m not going to take the initiative to do something so unnecessary.”“How is it unnecessary?!”Dereon slapped his thigh in frustration. Blood was still trickling down his forehead, running past his brow and onto his nose, making him look a little frightening. But his expression was that of a sleazy pimp, and Seraphina found it laughable.“You don’t have to convince me,” she said. “I have my own thoughts on this.”“Seraphina, you don’t understand men,” Dereon lowered his voice. “If you can hold on to the Yo
Ryan said, “That wasn’t the best opportunity just now.”“Why not?”Ryan rubbed his temples in exhaustion. “Can you use your brain before asking questions?”Seraphina quickly jumped in, “Dereon, didn’t you see that Gauge was also there?”“So what if Gauge was there?” Dereon retorted. “That kid clearly can’t fight.”Seraphina patiently explained.First, the Young Master didn’t hide his movements on this trip to South City. Running into Kendrick here was purely by chance.They weren’t prepared. Acting rashly could have led to failure.Even if they succeeded, since their movements weren’t concealed, it would be easy for the Gregory family to trace the incident back to them. And that old man from the Gregory family is no pushover.Second, Gauge was present. He’s friends with both Kendrick and Annabelle. There’s no way he’d stand by and do nothing.If Gauge got dragged into the mess, the Young Master would be making an enemy out of the Murphy family for no reason.The the Whitney Group is j
A private jet bound for Elfhedge took off smoothly from the South City airport.Inside the cabin, Annabelle was lying in a luxurious bedroom.Ryan stepped out of the room and said to Seraphina, who was standing outside the door, “She was poisoned by a type of floral toxin. It causes hallucinations and unconsciousness. She's fine now. Go get a clean set of clothes for her. I’ll help her change.”“It’s already prepared,” Seraphina’s gaze flickered slightly. She tightened her grip on the clothes in her hand and lowered her head. “Young Master, let me do it. This dress is a bit tricky to put on…”Ryan glanced at the dress in her hands, then looked deeply into her eyes. After a moment, he let out a bitter laugh. “Alright… if Anna knew I changed her clothes, she’d probably hate me even more.”Seraphina said nothing. Once Ryan stepped aside, she walked in with her head lowered.She carefully helped Annabelle out of her soiled clothes and put on the dress she had brought with her for the trip
Anna shook her head and smiled. “Nothing really. Let me do the cleaning—you’re definitely not as meticulous as I am. You go wait outside.”“No need…”“Go on, I’ll take care of it.”Annabelle was firm and took the duster from Gauge’s hand.But Gauge didn’t leave. How could he let a girl do the work while he waited outside enjoying the breeze?So the two of them cleaned together.While cleaning the room, Annabelle felt oddly emotional. Her mind was flooded with thoughts.Who was the woman who had once lived here? What kind of story did she have? What kind of mood had she been in when she left the village to live in solitude by the sea?As she wiped the mirror on the vanity, she could almost picture a woman sitting there, grooming herself in days long past.She must have been someone melancholic, yet strong-willed.A sudden wave of sadness welled up from deep within Annabelle’s heart.She couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Am I too empathetic? Why else would she feel so much for a compl
“Let’s go,” Gauge called out to her.Annabelle snapped out of her thoughts and walked toward the small wooden cabin.Gauge pointed to a patch of land behind the cabin and said that it used to be a small garden. There had once been a large tree with a wide canopy, and his father had installed a swing on one of its sturdy horizontal branches.Back then, his father often sat alone inside the cabin, sipping a couple of drinks.Meanwhile, Gauge would sit outside on the swing, watching the sea and listening to music.Looking at the now overgrown garden, Gauge showed a hint of melancholy.“Unfortunately, the big tree was cut down later, and since no one took care of the garden, it fell into disrepair. When my dad came here last year, he said he regretted not being able to maintain it.”Annabelle listened quietly. It seemed Murphy's father had deeply cared about whoever used to live here.Gauge had said before that he wasn’t sure if the person was a man or a woman—he just guessed it was a wom
Annabelle transformed visibly from a sweet little bunny into a puffed-up pufferfish, cheeks bulging with frustration.She got up to leave, but Kendrick pulled her back into his arms. He poked her puffed cheeks and chuckled,"You're really that scared someone’s going to steal me away?""If you could be stolen that easily, then you’re not worth liking."Annabelle wasn’t insecure to the point where a single text message from Kendrick would make her suspicious.But it was late, and the sudden calls and texts clearly meant something was going on.Still… she had to admit, she was just a tiny bit jealous."You jealous of Jaime too? I was on the phone with him," Kendrick laughed as he handed over his phone so she could see the call log.Annabelle glanced at it—sure enough, the call happened while she was playing the guitar. The corners of her lips twitched upward, but she still insisted stubbornly,"I said I was just casually asking."Kendrick then pulled up their group chat—the one with Jaim
Kendrick’s kiss was too passionate—so passionate it was suffocating, instantly awakening every cell in Annabelle’s body.His kiss was also too forceful—so forceful that Annabelle forgot to resist, and didn't want to resist.Because when Kendrick desired her so intensely, she too was equally, fiercely craving him.It suddenly dawned on her—she truly, deeply liked this man above her. She liked his scent, liked his voice, even liked the beads of sweat trickling down his spine.When did she fall this hard?Maybe it started back when they were ambushed and narrowly escaped death… when they lived in the hospital together… when she risked falling just to climb over the balcony and see him.When she brought herself to his bed, faced her feelings for the first time, and accepted him both emotionally and physically—she had already fallen.As for her heart… it had been open to him long before that.Maybe it started with his first kiss. From that moment, her heart had already begun to waver—she j
After his cold shower, Kendrick returned to the room and climbed into bed, but he still felt a bit restless.He gazed at the little woman for a while. She looked exhausted.Not wanting to wake her, he gently pulled her nightdress down and tucked the blanket securely around her.Then he turned around, facing away from her, closed his eyes, and tried to sleep.But in the twenty-something-degree room, Annabelle, now wrapped like a little cocoon, soon got uncomfortable and kicked the blanket off again.Not only that—she rolled over and draped her arm around Kendrick’s waist, hugging him from behind.Maybe because Kendrick’s body was still slightly cool from the cold shower, Annabelle loved the chilly "big body pillow" and even pressed her warm little face against his back.While tightly hugging her “old fox,” she continued her dream, still playing chess with the god of dreams.Kendrick let out a long sigh and gently held the hand around his waist, playfully tickling her palm.She didn’t w
Kendrick chuckled helplessly. “She really doesn’t use her phone much, so there’s no need to worry about her finding out on her own.”He’d seen Anna’s phone interface before—it was mostly filled with practical apps like dictionaries and period trackers. The usual social media apps? She had tucked them all away in a folder labeled "Rarely Used."Thinking of his quirky little wife, Kendrick’s mood lightened significantly.Of course, he knew that in this internet era, Anna might eventually come across the gossip herself. That’s why he hoped, by the time she did, he would have already taken care of everything.Then, when she found out, she’d know exactly where the "arrow" came from—and see clearly what became of the person who fired it.That way, she wouldn’t feel too anxious or wronged. At most, she’d just complain about how shameless the rumor-spreader was.It was the best way Kendrick could think of to minimize the harm.“Alright. I promise,” Gauge said solemnly.“Then that’s all,” Kend