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 became puzzled and carefully checked the pulse twice more, but the results remained the same as before.The pulse has clearly improved, why did I still have a headache at night?Could it be that she made a wrong judgment?"Do you have any other symptoms?""It was pretty much the same as before."Mr. Gregory looked serious and could tell lies without changing his expression or heartbeat."Aren't you deceiving me?" Annabelle raised an eyebrow.Kendrick laughed, "Trick you, what's in it for me?"Well, if he lied about being sick, it would mean that he still had to undergo acupuncture, continue taking medication, and the two of them couldn't get divorced quickly either.Annabelle thought, Kendrick really didn't need to tell this lie... right?"Maybe you have been working too hard recently. I will adjust the herbal prescription for you and you should pay more attention to rest."When she said these wor
Annabelle's mouth twitched as she decided to take a private plane in order to save on airfare.Mr. Gregory, who was unaware of the hardships of the world, pondered for a while, just wondering about this.Is it about being willful when you have money, or are people foolish when they have a lot of money?"Mr. Gregory, did you forget to calculate the fuel cost?"Kendrick leaned in slightly, getting closer to her ear, and chuckled softly, "Just hoping that you could occasionally take advantage of me, your wealthy husband."You should know that his private plane alone cost tens of millions of dollars annually just for maintenance.And his wife, still lamented over not being able to buy cheap plane tickets, which greatly frustrated Kendrick.Annabelle stared at the man in front of her, and the ambiguous "husband" made her feel a little dazed.They seemed like a real couple."Thank you for your kindness, but no need," Annabelle
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
Marvin was startled; he hadn’t noticed that the man was still there.He pursed his lips in silence and sat obediently across from Annabelle and Elio, next to Linda.Annabelle smiled apologetically at them and suggested they step aside. “Please excuse yourselves. I’ll be conducting a consultation, and since it involves private matters for a woman, it’s not appropriate for men to be present.”They nodded in agreement and moved to a nearby table, staring at each other from across the room.Annabelle then examined Linda's pulse on both wrists, her brows furrowing slightly. The pulse was slow and weak—certainly not a good sign. Observing Linda’s complexion, which was pale and fatigued, she noticed that when they shook hands, her fingers were cold to the touch. This woman’s illness was definitely serious.Annabelle maintained her calm expression as she continued asking about her symptoms.Since Marvin had coordinated with Linda earlier, she had been prepared to speak about women's issues, s
Marvin tugged at her collar and pulled her back."Where do you think you're going?""Mr.Gregory, I have no more value to you," Linda replied, her expression showing guilt.Marvin smiled faintly. "Not necessarily."An hour later, Marvin walked into the café with Linda.Annabelle had already arrived, sitting by the window in a loose ivory-colored turtleneck sweater. Her hair fell softly over her shoulders as she held a cup of hot coffee, staring out the window in quiet thought.Marvin paused for a moment, mesmerized by her.No matter how many times he saw her, every time he looked at Annabelle from a distance, he was struck by that same rush of emotions, just like the first time they met—his heart felt as though it was taken by her completely.He truly wished that Annabelle was his.Linda nudged his arm, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked at her, irritated.Linda gave him a suggestive look. "Mis
Kendrick smirked, "If it happens this time, then we’ll keep it.""Who’s going to have a baby for you?"Annabelle blushed and pushed him away, heading for the bathroom. Kendrick followed her in, shamelessly trying to crowd under the shower with her to fight for the warm water, still asking, "Is it going to happen?"Annabelle answered firmly, "No!"She was well aware of her own menstrual cycle, and that's why she had allowed Kendrick to not take any precautions.Kendrick pursed his lips in disappointment, "Then I'll try harder next time.""..."That night, Annabelle was exhausted. After a shower, she quickly fell asleep.By the light of the moon, Kendrick stared at her peaceful and beautiful face.He had really wanted to tell her about Emilia earlier, but he wasn't sure how she'd react—whether she'd get angry or upset.Annabelle had been abandoned by her family before, and she was always cautious a
Annabelle felt like there was something Kendrick wanted to say to her.Suddenly, she realized something and stared at him, asking, “Kendrick, could your friend be…?”“What?” Kendrick’s expression turned serious for a moment.“Is it that the father of the child isn’t around, or she doesn’t feel comfortable discussing it with the father?”Kendrick’s expression softened, but a hint of confusion appeared on his face.“Why do you ask?”“If that’s the case, why would she come to you to discuss whether or not to have the baby? Shouldn’t she be talking to the father?”Kendrick suddenly smiled and ruffled her hair.Annabelle, while smoothing her hair, asked, “Did I say something wrong?”“She messaged me earlier about something else,” Kendrick pulled her into his arms, “I know she has a heart conditi
Kendrick held Annabelle tightly, his entire body tense, and Annabelle could even hear his rapid heartbeat from the tension.“Did you have a nightmare?”“I dreamt that someone took you away.”Annabelle smiled softly, her gentle fingers slipping into his hair, helping him press on some pressure points to relax him.“You’ve been too tired lately. You should get some rest.”“I’ll go to sleep now. If you’re willing to wait for me for ten minutes, we can go to bed together.”He kissed her ear, seemingly thinking she just wanted to know what time he’d go to sleep.Annabelle pressed her lips together and said, “Actually, I came here to confess something.”“What bad thing did you do?”Feeling a little guilty, Annabelle scratched her head and said, “Someone just sent you a message. You should reply first.”Kendrick gl