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
Lydia went upstairs and looked into Kendrick's room.At that time, the room was open, indicating that Annabelle was obviously not inside.In other words, they did sleep in separate rooms, the couple indeed!The matter of dividing the rooms was something she heard Marvin casually mention after he got drunk in the past. Today, she came personally to see what exactly was going on.At that moment, she confirmed this by helping her son, and her heart was filled with joy.Presumably, the marriage between the two was merely a formality, and Kendrick's constant rivalry with Marvin was not because he genuinely liked Annabelle, but simply because he wanted to undermine Marvin.In that case, as a mother, she had to do something to help her son win back his wife.In fact, since Annabelle had already become Kendrick's wife, Lydia no longer lamented for this girl and did not support Marvin in pursuing her.Did my younger brother marry his si
Annabelle walked into the bedroom, first passing through a short hallway adorned with expensive paintings.Before meeting Marvin in person, I smelled a strong scent of alcohol, which was completely different from the fresh mountain air outside.Stepping on the soft light brown carpet, Annabelle saw Marvin half leaning on the edge of the bed, sitting on the floor.He faced the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back to Annabelle, holding a half-empty bottle of canned beer in his hand. There were also more empty beer cans beside him. His gray shirt was wrinkled, and his once fresh hair was messy and greasy."Go out!"He emitted a hoarse growl.Annabelle paused for a moment and then continued walking forward."I said for you to go out!"Marvin angrily turned around and picked up an empty beer can next to him, ready to throw it towards Annabelle.But when he saw that the person coming was Annabelle, his actions seemed to free
"Anna, we..." Marvin hesitated, finding it difficult to continue.In that game, he lost. Losing meant he had to voluntarily withdraw and could no longer pursue Annabelle.And whenever Marvin thought about that competition, he still couldn't let it go."That day in the race, I could have beaten Kendrick if I didn't let off the gas. He wouldn't have dared to overtake me recklessly. But with you in the car, I was still afraid of any potential risks. Forget it, let's not talk about it."So that's how it was, Annabelle sighed inwardly, Kendrick was indeed a cunning old fox.At that time, they must have grasped Marvin's mentality, which ultimately led to their victory in the competition.However, any competition is not just about skills, but also about mental strength. Annabelle understands this principle as well.She snatched the beer from Marvin's hand and frowned, "With your current state, you still want to compete with Kendrick? I doubt
Seeing Marvin's humble attitude and his illness, Annabelle sighed inwardly and decided to temporarily let him off the hook and refrain from saying harsh words."Let's talk after you have recovered your health."After saying that, she walked out of the room.After receiving this reply, Marvin was stunned for two seconds, then he fell onto the bed and started to laugh happily, while tightly holding the prescription that Annabelle had just given him, pressing it against his chest.It seemed as if this way, one could experience Annabelle's love to the fullest.However, when Annabelle arrived downstairs, she realized that Lydia had already left, leaving only a note that said, "Anna, my friend had a heart attack, so I had to leave. I'll come back to pick you up before it gets dark, once everything is confirmed to be okay."Annabelle walked to the window and looked outside, feeling frustrated.Lush trees and winding mountain roads, she relie
Hearing footsteps behind her, Annabelle instinctively turned her head and saw Marvin standing behind her, only wearing a towel. She couldn't help but exclaim, "What are you doing!"Like a bucket of cold water being poured over him, Marvin instantly woke up.Annabelle was not one of those casual women, and his impression of her was not very good either. If he continued to behave frivolously, he would probably never have a chance to win her back in the future.Looking embarrassed, not knowing what to say, the doorbell rang."It might be my mom coming back, I'll go and open the door," Marvin pointed to the entrance.Walking towards the porch, I berated myself silently, wondering why my mother was so good at choosing the wrong timing!Why did you come back in such heavy rain?However, when he opened the door, he saw Kendrick standing outside in a black cloak, with a gloomy expression on his face, and his hair and clothes were slightly wet
Annabelle pursed her lips and ultimately did not respond to Marvin, only lowering her head.She had no doubt that if Kendrick heard her answer "okay" or something similar, he would take immediate action against her."He left."After speaking coldly, Kendrick took off his windbreaker and covered it over her head.Then he stretched out his arm and firmly embraced her in his arms, and the two of them walked into the rain together, heading towards the car.Watching the beloved girl being taken away again by Kendrick, Marvin's face was even gloomier than the rainy day. Besides unwillingness, his heart was filled with nothing but unwillingness.He applied a little force with his fingers and broke the cigarette.From childhood to adulthood, Kendrick was always overshadowed by a huge shadow looming over his head. No matter what he did, he was constantly compared to his older brother. He grew extremely tired of this and became unwilling to ret
Marvin came back from the mountains the day after Annabelle had visited him.When his mother Lydia told him that Annabelle and Kendrick should still be sleeping in separate rooms, he became very excited.After taking the medicine prescribed by Annabelle, he felt clear-headed, energetic, and eager to immediately dive into work.I wished I could have immediately married the divine doctor and fairy Annabelle.He had already accepted his failure. After his father Colten returned from abroad, he immediately explained to his father his desire to return to the company.Colten was surprised, "Is it the result of careful consideration? I don't accept your momentary impulse.""Of course, I had considered it thoroughly! Dad, do I look like I'm joking with you?"In order to have a conversation with his father, Marvin prepared himself in advance. Normally, he would only wear a loose T-shirt and shorts at home, but this time he put on a relatively
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