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
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
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
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
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
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
In the VIP ballroom of the Imperial Hotel in Elfhedge, a grand engagement party was underway."Let's welcome the groom-to-be and the bride-to-be to have their opening dance!"The groom-to-be, Marvin Gregory, burst into laughter after hearing what the emcee said."Opening dance? You might have thought too highly of that ugly creature!"Upon hearing that, everyone turned to Annabelle Sanchez, the bride-to-be, who had just become a laughingstock.Wearing a veil, she stood quietly on the stage.People started to gossip. Some said that Annabelle, the third girl of the Sanchez family, was disfigured by a fire when she was a child, and she had been living in Springvale Temple in the mountains ever since. She never even went to college.Marvin, on the other hand, was the second eldest son of the Gregory family, handsome and influential. It was reasonable for him to disdain her.That being said, Annabelle was from a prestigious family. Everyone assumed that she was probably on the verge of she
Annabelle was stunned, her brows knitting in confusion.She thought to herself, "It's easy to break off an engagement, yet things are much more complicated when it comes to a divorce. Why bother?'She pondered for a second and said, "OK. But I have a demand."Kendrick smiled helplessly and thought, 'That's rich'But still, he said, "Name it. I can't guarantee you a yes, though."He had a playful expression on his face, making him look like a cunning fox. No one could tell what was on his mind.Annabelle frowned and said righteously, "Sex is definitely off the table after we get married."She looked like a soldier trying to defend her territory. Seeing that, Kendrick couldn't help but grin."Seriously, Ms. Sanchez? You think having sex with me is a loss for you?"Annabelle felt that her cheeks were burning. She thought, 'What a narcissist! Who knows what it's gonna be like? Well, it's true that he is handsome, tall, upright, and dignified in every manner. Yet I'm no nympho, and I don't
Annabelle could distinctly smell the faint aroma of cedar, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, coming from Kendrick. Combined with the dim light in the car, she felt that the atmosphere was way too erotic.She felt her face getting hotter and hotter. When she tried to push him away, he grabbed her wrist.Kendrick clutched her slender wrist as he raised the corners of his lips, looking discontented."Ms. Sanchez, we're getting married, and yet you won't even let me see your face? That's not very sincere. Don't you think so?Annabelle thought, 'It seems that I just can't get away from it. Fine, then. I'll show him what he wants. Sooner or later, he's gonna see it anyway'.She sighed silently and said, "Step back a little, please."Kendrick grinned as he let go of her wrist."What? You don't wanna scare me?"While he was teasing, she had already taken off her veil.Kendrick was stunned.He had a feeling that she wouldn't be ugly, yet he didn't expect her to be that pretty.With fine fea
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