After lunch, the two didn't return to the hotel but headed straight to the airport. The original plan was to take Kendrick's private plane back to Elfhedge. However, there were some last-minute issues with the flight approval, and the plane couldn’t take off. Jaime scrambled to coordinate alternative flights, but, unfortunately, there were no available seats.The only option left to return that day was by train.At this moment, Elio called Annabelle, asking if she had left Shadelake. Annabelle explained the situation to him, and Elio immediately said, "That's perfect, I'm heading to Elfhedge too. I've just arrived at the airport, and you can take my plane back."Annabelle was delighted and Mr. Duncan Elio to wait a moment while she asked Kendrick's opinion.When Kendrick heard her mention Elio, he looked at her in confusion. "What’s going on?"Annabelle covered the microphone and whispered, "It’s Elio. He's also flying to Elfhedge and said we could join him on his plane."Kendrick narr
Looking at the man beside her, Kendrick met her gaze. He had a slight smile, but his eyes were filled with warning.Annabelle couldn’t understand. Was there something wrong with wishing Elio success in his confession? Or was it because she had taken his pulse that Kendrick was feeling jealous?Sighing inwardly, Annabelle felt helpless living with the "lemon king" himself.After a while, Annabelle unbuckled her seatbelt and went to the restroom. This gave Elio the chance to speak with Kendrick."About the project I mentioned earlier, Mr. Gregory, have you given it any thought?""I’m not interested," Kendrick replied coldly.Elio raised an eyebrow. "Oh? But it’s a ten-billion-dollar project. It’s just the solution you need right now."Kendrick gave a faint smile, then coldly added, "I’m a businessman, and I like making money, but not by selling my woman."Elio had proposed using a ten-billion-dollar Shadelake real estate project in exchange for Annabelle’s freedom. If Kendrick and Annab
Rewind to when Annabelle was 14 years old. Elio, then just 20, appeared to her as nothing more than a frail little beggar.The beggar’s injuries had healed, and he was set to leave Springvale Temple the next day. On the night before his departure, he asked Annabelle to draw something on the scar on his chest.While she was drawing, the beggar asked, "If I become successful in the future and can grant you one wish, what would you want?"It was summer at the time, and the house often leaked when it rained. There were also bugs everywhere. Annabelle replied, “I just want a clean and comfortable house.”The beggar smiled and said, "If I were to give you a house, what kind would you want?"Annabelle thought it was just the fantasy of two poor people imagining a better future, saying things that were unrealistic. Since it was a fantasy, she didn’t give it much thought and dreamed, "I’d want a house where I can open the window and see mountains in the distance and water close by, with a litt
Hearing Elio refer to him as "your husband" made Annabelle realize that maybe he no longer had any attachments to her.She looked at the document in her hand. "What is this?""He’ll know when he sees it," Elio said.Annabelle didn’t understand their business dealings, so she didn’t ask any more questions. She thought it was just a message for her to deliver and carefully stored the contract.The two of them walked around the garden. When they were about to leave, Elio handed her a small leather pouch, about the size of his palm.Inside were the keys and access card for the garden."I originally planned for this to be our new home, but since you’re already married, consider it a wedding gift for you."He had always harbored affection for Annabelle and was deeply grateful to her. So he wouldn’t force her but would only wish her happiness. If she ever needed anything, he would always stand by her.But the gift was too grand, too valuable, and Annabelle refused to accept it.Finally, Elio
"What?" Annabelle didn’t understand what he meant.Kendrick gazed at her for a moment, then glanced at the documents on the table and asked, "How did you get the contract?""...He just gave it to me!""He didn’t set any conditions for you?"Annabelle shook her head. There were no conditions, and he even gave her a mansion. However, she could tell Kendrick wasn’t in the best mood, so she decided not to mention the mansion, worried he might overthink things."Is this contract really that valuable?"Seeing she genuinely didn’t understand, Kendrick smiled. "It’s okay, it’s worth about a billion.""..." Annabelle was thinking about how many zeros followed that one.Her math wasn’t great, and she had just woken up, so her mind was a little foggy. Forget the billion for now; she asked Kendrick, "Isn’t this the deal you two had already agreed on? Does it have anything to do with me?"Kendrick, never one to hide the truth from her, answered straightforwardly. "He wants to use the billion-dolla
Some time later.Kendrick straightened up, and Annabelle let out a long breath. She slowly opened her eyes and realized that while he had loosened his tie, she had been stripped bare, like a slippery fish.She shot him a weak glare, and Kendrick chuckled. He even deliberately licked his lips, tying his tie back up before covering her with the blanket. He kissed her cheek and said, "If you're tired, take a nap. When you wake up, we’ll go home together."Annabelle buried half of her face in the blanket, watching him walk out of the room with that wicked smile.After a while, she could hear Kendrick talking with his subordinates outside.She could imagine him, as usual, looking calm and in control, just like how he’d so skillfully handled every little detail of her body earlier. A smile tugged at her lips, and she closed her eyes, feeling both exhausted and satisfied.---A week passed, and the day she had arranged to meet with Young Master arrived.Annabelle hesitated for a moment but d
Annabelle parked her car outside the amusement park and walked to the entrance, where she spotted Julissa enjoying an ice cream."Looks like you're in a bad mood? Be careful, or you'll get a stomach ache," Annabelle teased.Julissa waved her off with a smile. "Don't worry, I’ve been tough since childhood. My body can take it!" She handed Annabelle a cup of hot orange juice. "Here you go."Annabelle opened the cup, and the warm, sweet orange juice went down easily. Looking at Julissa's cheerful face, the tension she had felt earlier melted away.Since they still had some time before meeting Young Master, Annabelle wasn’t in a hurry and decided to take a leisurely stroll around the amusement park with Julissa."Did you manage to sneak out to meet the handsome Young Master without your husband finding out?" Julissa asked mischievously.Annabelle blushed slightly. "Almost got caught."She couldn’t resist teasing Julissa. "You’ve never even met Young Master. How do you know he’s a handsome
Julissa pressed her lips together and put the handkerchief back into her bag. “Forget it, he probably won’t care about the two handkerchiefs. After all, he’s so rich.”Annabelle narrowed her eyes. “Not necessarily. Being rich doesn’t mean you’re not sentimental. Maybe he’s had that handkerchief for years and really likes it.”Julissa frowned at Annabelle. “Is that for real?”“Who knows? But it’s not like you to be this conflicted.” Annabelle observed Julissa.Julissa didn’t respond, continuing to nibble on her ice cream cone.Was she really conflicted? Why did she feel so awkward every time she thought of Scott?The two walked around for a while, and Annabelle glanced at the time. There were still five minutes until eight o’clock.“I need to meet the young master. Will you be okay on your own for a bit?”Julissa held onto Annabelle, not letting go, and pleaded, “Can I come with you? I promise I won’t get too close—just want to see him from a distance.”She had come today purely out of
The faint scent of alcohol lingered on his breath, making Julissa’s ears grow hot. She blushed and gave a small nod.“And you?”Scott pulled her into a tighter embrace.“If I didn’t miss you, why would I come back two days early?”Julissa was both amused and a little exasperated.This guy—he always spoke in rhetorical questions. Couldn’t he just say, I missed you?Even when he confessed before, it was the same thing—made her think for a moment he was actually insulting her.Like, If I didn’t want to see you every day, why would I hire an assistant like you?It took her a good while to realize that was his version of a confession.But thinking about it more deeply… sweet words are just that—words.Even if Scott didn’t know how to be verbally romantic, did it really matter?He had driven all afternoon just to get back from Shadelake and surprise her. He’d even thoughtfully prepared gifts for her parents.That kind of sincerity meant more than anything he could’ve said.Julissa turned ar
As Mrs. Hickman spoke, Julissa quietly glanced at Scott.She did hope he would stay.Not because she wanted a free ride to work the next morning.It was more like… she’d invited a friend over to play, and now that it was getting dark, she just couldn’t bear for them to leave—really wanted them to sleep over.But Scott smiled and said, “I’ll head back. It’s a quick drive anyway.”Julissa puffed out her cheeks and looked over at her parents.“Yeah, let him go. I’ve already set an alarm for 6 a.m.—I’ll get up early and squeeze into the subway. It’s fine, I can manage.”Scott frowned a little. “It is pretty far from your place to the office… want me to switch your schedule tomorrow?”Mr. Hickman glanced at his daughter and let out a small, helpless laugh.This mischievous girl… deliberately making herself sound so pitiful—early wake-ups, crowded commutes. But really, it’s just that she couldn’t bear to let her boyfriend leave.Oh well, daughters grow up. Might as well let her be.So final
Actually, Julissa had already noticed that there was still one paper bag left untouched among the gifts Scott brought upstairs.If it wasn’t something for her parents, then why would he have brought it up?Now that both her mom and dad had gotten gifts, maybe… that last one was for her?So she sat obediently on the couch like a kindergartener waiting for the teacher to hand out presents, eyes sparkling with anticipation.Scott chuckled, gave her hand a gentle pat, and sure enough, picked up the final pink bag and handed it to her.“Here. Yours.”Julissa’s whole face lit up in an instant—She knew it! There’s no way Mr. Nichols would forget her!Inside the pink bag was a cream-colored, sturdy gift box. It looked elegant and refined. What kind of surprise would he have picked out for her?Heart full of excitement, Julissa opened the box.She saw her gift.How to describe the feeling… She was happy. Really.But there was also the tiniest bit of disappointment.Inside was a box of pastries
Scott had seen plenty of Julissa’s careless moments.He especially remembered the time she casually grabbed a handful of tea leaves, tossed them into a cup, and poured in some hot water—voilà, tea.He’d never imagined that this same girl—his girlfriend—could be so calm and graceful.But right now, watching her quietly make tea, he realized: this quiet elegance seemed to reveal something deeper, something true to her nature.He had always felt that Julissa was a bundle of contradictions. Sometimes she was fiery and full of uncontainable energy, other times she was incredibly patient and resilient.Now, watching her make tea, sharing a meal with her parents, seeing their everyday family life up close—Scott finally started to understand.Julissa’s cheerful, sunny personality came from this warm and accepting little family of hers. But her quiet strength and simplicity, those clearly came from her down-to-earth parents.And the more he thought about it, the luckier he felt to have met som
Scott helped clear the table, but Mrs. Hickman chuckled as she took the empty plates from his hands.“Scott, go relax in the living room, I’ll handle the cleanup.”Then she turned to her daughter,“Julissa, don’t make more trouble for me—go brew some tea instead. It’s his first time visiting, you should keep him company.”Only then did Julissa give up her rare burst of enthusiasm for dishwashing and lead Scott out of the kitchen.First stop: washing their hands.While standing at the sink, Julissa whispered to Scott,“We have very clear division of labor at home. My dad cooks and mops the floors. My mom does the dishes and laundry. Basically, if she doesn’t like doing something, my dad does it.”Scott nodded with an expression of dawning understanding—no wonder her dad had vanished after dinner and was now chilling in the living room watching TV with zero guilt.“Then what about you?” he asked. “What’s your job?”Julissa blinked. For a second, she was stumped.What was her job at home
Mr. Hickman nodded,“You went to Shadelake for business?”“Yes,” Scott replied, “Had to attend a branch office opening.”Julissa sneaked a glance at him and noticed that whenever Scott spoke to her father, he was especially well-behaved—gentle, polite, not a trace of that usual icy CEO demeanor.Tsk tsk, she thought. Is the aloof version fake, or is this obedient one just an act?Either way, Julissa kind of loved this extra-sweet version of her CEO.After the brief greetings, Mr. Hickman returned to the dining room, while Mrs. Hickman fetched an extra set of chopsticks and a bowl for their guest.Scott changed into the house slippers and took off his suit jacket. Julissa quickly took it and hung it on the rack for him.“I’m going to wash my hands. Where’s the bathroom?”“I’ll show you.”So off she went, leading her boss boyfriend to the bathroom like a little tour guide. While Scott washed up, Julissa stood nearby with sparkly eyes, waiting patiently to hand him a towel.“Here, use mi
Mrs. Hickman’s eyes lit up.“Scott’s here?”Julissa looked completely confused.“I don’t know! He’s supposed to be on a business trip, said he won’t be back till the day after tomorrow. I’ll go take a look.”As she spoke, she was already slipping on her shoes and rushing out the door—her heart pounding like crazy the whole way down to the first floor.The moment she stepped out of the building, she saw a black SUV parked beside the path.And right next to the car stood none other than her devilishly handsome, endlessly charming CEO boyfriend—the very man she’d been missing day and night!He wore a deep navy designer suit, tie-less, with the top two buttons of his dress shirt undone—just the right mix of sexy and restrained.He looked like he’d just stepped out of a conference room, too busy to change into anything casual before rushing straight over.Scott spotted her too, a faint smile curling at his lips.Julissa’s heart basically took flight.Almost on instinct, she broke into a ru
Scott replied:“I’ll be back the afternoon after tomorrow.”Julissa slumped over her desk, resting her chin on the back of her hand as she typed one last message with the other.“My parents just got back from their trip. Anna dropped off some local goodies today—I'm bringing some over to my folks tonight, so I’ll stay at home for the next couple of days.”“Okay. Let’s talk tonight, after my meeting.”“Mm, okay.”After sending it, she turned off her screen.Saying “let’s talk tonight” basically just meant a one- or two-minute call.Scott’s schedule was packed down to the minute—there was no way he had time to stay on the phone chatting about “I miss you” or “I love you” type stuff.So even though they only talked for a few short minutes each night while he was away, Julissa still felt content.Besides, he really did try to meet her halfway—asking her what she had for dinner, how her day went, little things like that.And just thinking about their nightly check-in already had her lookin
“Anna, you must have plenty of love rivals too—how do you deal with them?”Julissa asked, still brooding.Annabelle thought for a moment.“I don’t think I’ve ever really had to deal with them… Kendrick usually handles it himself.”“...”What else could Julissa say to that?Seriously, finding a mature, level-headed man who knows how to handle relationships—That was peace of mind money couldn’t buy.To be fair, Scott wasn’t bad in that regard either, but that didn’t stop people from liking him.And that—that was what annoyed her.Annabelle chuckled.“Your Scott is excellent—of course people are going to like him. You can’t control that. Just make sure he only likes you. That’s what matters.”Julissa nodded silently. “Makes sense.”Funny thing was, that was exactly the kind of thing she used to say to Anna.She never thought that once it happened to her, she’d be the one overthinking everything.“Alright, enough of that—come look at the local goodies I brought you.”And just like that,