Marvin firmly passed the clothes through the crack in the door."I bought this dress for you, although it's not exactly the same as yours, but it's also a limited edition new design by Master Fey. If you don't want it, you can tear it up and throw it away."Annabelle refused to take it, so he forcefully shoved it into her hand."Anna, I will come back tomorrow to teach you how to drive.""...No need, even if you came, I wouldn't learn from you."Marvin, however, smirked and a hint of mischief flashed across his handsome face, "See you tomorrow!"Watching the blue sports car roaring away, Annabelle was filled with frustration and speechless.How could there be such arrogant and self-opinionated people?Annabelle shook her head and walked back into the villa, carrying her clothes. She casually placed the million-dollar outfit at the entrance and proceeded to tidy up her plants and flowers.Annabelle spent the rest of the afternoon in flower arranging, which was quite enjoyable.As for G
Annabelle suddenly widened her eyes, and at that moment, she had one thought - she hadn't brushed her teeth! And neither had she...Fortunately, Kendrick didn't French kiss, he only kissed her lips and left after a moment.Kendrick seemed to have noticed her thoughts and chuckled as he playfully tapped her nose, "We've already shared a bed, so why are you still acting so distant?"The two words "slept with" were deliberately emphasized by him, which frightened Annabelle and made her face turn pale. She abruptly pushed Kendrick away.In fact, she just slept deeply last night. If Kendrick really did that to her, she couldn't have not woken up. But she couldn't help but confirm again that her thin strap nightgown was intact and her body didn't feel any discomfort."By the way, what is that piece of clothing placed in the entrance hall?" Kendrick asked.Annabelle just remembered about Gemma and Marvin."What Marvin brought.""Did he find you again?" Kendrick frowned unhappily, feeling a s
At ten o'clock that night, Coastline Avenue.This was a popular racing spot, and as soon as night fell, racing enthusiasts gathered here.Annabelle sat in a discreet black Mercedes sedan by the roadside, looking towards the starting point of the racetrack.The car engine roared, deafeningly loud, as the obnoxious high-pitched music stimulated her eardrums. There were also those excessively excited men and women, some screaming loudly, while others engaged in passionate and explicit kissing.The darkness covered those hidden actions and transactions, and also magnified their desires infinitely.Annabelle raised the car window, shutting out the outside noise, and rubbed her temples with a headache.She didn't want to come, but this confrontation ultimately started because of her.And the racing activity, filled with danger, made it impossible for Annabelle to peacefully read at home.After much hesitation, she dialed her brother Raphael's phone number.She didn't know exactly where Kend
Annabelle hesitated for a moment, then opened the car door.Since we have already come, we might as well go and take a closer look. Otherwise, staying in the car doesn't feel secure.She wore a mask and a baseball cap, following Raphael through the bustling crowd, and arrived at the front position. Separated by a soft barrier, she looked towards the middle of the racetrack."Kendrick's car didn't look very good, is it still working?"Annabelle didn't understand cars, she just judged by their appearance. She thought that the GTR looked far less impressive compared to Marvin's Bugatti Veyron.Raphael laughed and said, "My brother-in-law's car is modified. You can't just judge by its appearance. If you open the hood and take a look, it might cost more than a Bugatti Veyron for a complete set."After hearing Raphael's words, Annabelle felt a little relieved. It seems that Kendrick didn't act recklessly, but rather had some skills."Would that be dangerous?"Raphael tugged at the corner of
Under the envious and jealous gaze of women, Annabelle was tightly held by Kendrick's hand as they walked all the way to the car.After Marvin saw Annabelle coming over, he was momentarily dazed. Having her present to watch only made Marvin's blood boil even more, and he couldn't help but want to immediately compete and win her back home.But when he heard Kendrick say that he would be carrying Annabelle for the race, he frowned and said, "Have you thought about it? Carrying one more person means giving me more than just a 20-meter disadvantage."Kendrick chuckled, "Just wanted to make you run 20 meters."Marvin gritted his teeth and silently got into the car. He lightly pressed on the gas pedal, and the roaring engine sounded like his anger and defiance.Annabelle also got into Kendrick's car and Kendrick helped her fasten her seatbelt.The race officially began, and two top-level racing cars flew out of the starting line.As Kendrick said, his car was stable, but only in the initial
Kendrick let the little woman pound his chest. It didn't hurt anyway, it felt more like scratching an itch, and each hit landed right on his heart.When Annabelle had finished venting, and was about to withdraw her hand, Kendrick grabbed her fist."Little White, for you, I gave up my life, and yet you still hit me."Annabelle frowned and glared at him, "What do you mean, you clearly put my life at stake too!""Okay, okay, calm down," Kendrick lowered his head and kissed her fist, then rubbed her head. "Good girl, I didn't want you to lose."Annabelle was dumbfounded on the spot as she listened to his teasing.At the engagement banquet, she must have had a wrong idea and couldn't think straight, why did she provoke this person!Annabelle didn't want to deal with the man beside her anymore. She pulled her hand away and wanted to get off the car to get some fresh air. However, when she glanced at the bustling crowd outside, she felt that it was too noisy and immediately felt annoyed. She
Secret.Kendrick glanced at the woman in front of him, savoring those two words."Drink it while it's hot and rest early."After Annabelle finished speaking, she hurriedly left the study.Her affectionate and absent-minded look, all fell into Kendrick's eyes. He picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip, somehow suddenly feeling that there was a hint of sourness in the soup today.Two days later in the evening, the doorbell rang twice.Kendrick had not returned yet when Annabelle heard the doorbell ring, so she went to open the door and saw Trey carrying a white foam box."When the old man went fishing at the sea, he personally caught some, and he also bought some fresh ones early in the morning from the fishermen. I will bring you some."After Annabelle understood, she quickly went to pick up the box, while Trey hurriedly hid."Mrs. Gregory, don't touch it anymore. It's quite heavy. I'll put it in the fridge for you, so you can cook and eat it as soon as possible.""Okay."Annabelle
Trey noticed that Kendrick had returned and sensed that something was off between the young master and Mrs. Gregory. So, after a brief greeting, he smartly left.There were only Annabelle and Kendrick left in the room.Annabelle returned to the kitchen, with her eyes lowered, and continued to ladle the soup out of the pot, as if she hadn't heard Kendrick's question just now.Kendrick came to her side, grabbed Annabelle's hand as she was pouring soup, gently turned her body, and lifted her chin.Now Annabelle had to look into his eyes."Who have you cooked soup for?"With a mixture of jest and seriousness in his tone, he unexpectedly made Annabelle feel a sense of inexplicable guilt.She had indeed cooked soup for another person in the past, but let's not dwell on that for now. As of the present, she and Kendrick are not truly married, so why does he need to interrogate her like this?"No one."Annabelle avo
Annabelle struggled to maintain her balance, stumbling forward a couple of steps before finally leaning against the wall.The man had likely intended to knock her out, but his technique was off, and he hadn't been able to make her lose consciousness. This indicated that he wasn't a professional assassin.He stepped in front of her and suddenly grabbed her by the throat.Annabelle got a clear look at his face.It was an unfamiliar face, pale with delicate features, looking like a frail young man. But his eyes were bloodshot, as if he'd gone nights without sleep, and his swollen eyelids suggested he'd probably been crying recently.The intense pain and hatred reflected in his eyes led Annabelle to conclude that he might not be a professional hitman but definitely someone with a personal vendetta."Who are you... what do you want?" Annabelle managed to choke out, struggling to speak."I was planning to kill you, but since my enemy is you
Annabelle and Julissa had shopped in several stores, but they hadn't bought much.It was typical for women to go shopping like this—going around and around, even entering some stores multiple times.The assassin was already sweating bullets. If it weren’t for the knife tucked into his waistband, he would have been tempted to take off his down jacket.And he had never spent so much time following a woman around a shopping mall. He hated shopping in general, and now he was forced to do it while unable to act on his mission. It made him feel incredibly frustrated.The two of them were getting hungry after hours of shopping, so they stopped to drink some bubble tea and snack on oden and takoyaki.The assassin watched them from afar, his stomach growling loudly in response.He clenched his fists in anger, muttering to himself, How much longer is she going to keep shopping?At that moment, he saw a little boy running toward Anna
After the earlier incident at the café, where the assassin had cut his finger, he no longer hid his knife in his sleeve. Instead, it was now tucked into his waistband, his right hand ready to pull the knife from his back at any moment.Just as he was preparing to strike, two little children suddenly ran into the store, clearly playing and causing a ruckus. They chased each other around the shoe bench, almost as if they were little guardians protecting Annabelle.Soon, the store attendant returned, followed by Julissa. The parents of the two children also entered, immediately reprimanding their mischievous kids.The man in black missed his chance. He clenched his teeth in frustration and withdrew his hand, quietly turning to leave the store while Annabelle wasn’t paying attention.Because Annabelle had her back to the door, she didn’t notice the odd behavior earlier.The store attendant said, "We only have one pair left in your si
"This... the situation back then... I’ll tell you about it later when the opportunity arises. Please believe me, Boss is a good man," Jax said, carefully choosing his words.Annabelle couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Why did Jax emphasize that Kendrick was a good man but still refuse to explain what had happened? Did it mean that when Kendrick had been involved in something bad, he had coincidentally met Jax?She made a mental note to ask Kendrick about it at some point.Just then, Jax raised his head, his eyes still slightly red."Thank you for listening to me," he said.Annabelle shook her head. "No need to thank me. If you ever want to have desserts again, we can come back here. Next time, you can treat me."Jax smiled in relief. "Alright, Madam. As long as Boss doesn’t mind, I’m happy to treat you."In fact, Jax was six years older than her, but he always spoke to her with such respect.Annabelle was
Jax paused, sinking into silence for a moment.Annabelle understood that he was feeling uneasy and quietly waited for him to continue.She also reflected on the days she had spent interacting with Jax. She had long realized that Jax was skilled in many areas—he wasn’t just good at fighting, but also at rowing, swimming, fishing, and even repairing boats and doing needlework.Now that she thought about it, he must have learned boat repairs because he was the son of a fisherman, and needlework likely came from taking care of his sister. He must have been a really good brother."Did you learn to fight back then?" she asked softly.Jax nodded. He explained that when he first entered the underground boxing ring, he was a beginner, but the boxing ring’s owner saw potential in him.Before he fought in his first official match, he was given rigorous and intense training, with a salary and a place to stay. Jax had once considered th
Perhaps it was a little awkward, Annabelle thought.After all, Jax was a straight-laced man, and he might think that eating dessert was a bit too "girly"?"Don’t be so polite. It’s me who should be thanking you for coming out with me today," Annabelle smiled.A short while later, the waiter brought over the desserts.Jax took the delicate plate with his rough hands and then used his calloused fingers to pick up the small spoon, starting to eat the cake.At a distant table, a man dressed in black ordered a second cup of coffee and glanced over at Annabelle from afar.That woman actually invited a bodyguard to eat with her.A hypocritical woman, just like her husband, Kendrick!If he went over now and slashed her throat as he passed her... Hmph, would she still be able to eat?But he forced himself to be patient, reminding himself that after waiting all these days, he couldn’t afford to waste it all.Over at Annabelle's table, she watched Jax carefully enjoying the cake, and an idea sud
Inside the café.Annabelle watched Marvin and Linda leave before turning her attention back to her surroundings.The petite girl was trailing behind Marvin, chatting away. Marvin had a cold, indifferent expression while Linda playfully made faces at his back, even shaking her fist at him—completely unaware.For a moment, Annabelle couldn’t help but think that they made quite the pair. But when she remembered the girl's illness, she couldn’t help but let out a sigh.She was such a cheerful girl, just a couple of years younger than Annabelle, and yet her life, at the prime of her youth, was already on the brink of ending.Annabelle felt sympathy for her and truly hoped that Linda would come back to her soon. The longer she waited, the more likely her mild condition would worsen, and once that happened, the chances of a full recovery would be drastically different.But whether Linda could come to terms with her illness and decide to fight for her life was ultimately up to her."Madam, do
Annabelle ultimately accepted the consultation fee.Marvin, sitting across from her, was in a good mood when he saw her take the money. After all, that was his money, and by accepting it, Annabelle was indirectly spending it.He believed that Annabelle had never really relied on Kendrick’s money. Given her personality, she clearly liked being self-sufficient. If that weren’t the case, she wouldn't have accepted his business offer in the first place, earning extra by seeing patients.Marvin felt a bit more at ease now. Since Annabelle accepted the money, it meant she hadn’t seen through his little scheme—that Linda was just a pawn he had planted.Speaking of which, that woman did look a little too thin, almost malnourished. Could she really be sick? She had probably gained a little advantage—acting as a decoy while also getting treated.While Marvin was lost in thought, Annabelle turned her gaze toward him, and Linda called out, "Marvin, we’re done, you guys can come over now!"Marvin
The man crossed the street and walked into the café, finding an empty table to sit at. He appeared like any ordinary customer.As he sat down, the tip of a knife accidentally poked out from his sleeve, but he quickly concealed it. In his haste, he accidentally cut his finger. The wound wasn’t deep or long, and he paid it no mind.It was his first time killing someone, and he had indeed been nervous. But now, he clenched his fist firmly.All he had to do now was wait for Annabelle to be alone. Once she was by herself, he would strike without mercy. He would not hesitate.…On Annabelle's side, Linda took an envelope containing ten thousand in cash from her bag and pushed it across the table toward Annabelle."Thank you for helping me with my health, Miss Sanchez. This is the consultation fee."This was what Marvin had arranged with her beforehand—ten thousand for today’s visit, and twenty thousand for the next.But Linda had no intention of coming back for a follow-up visit, nor did