An Susie was once one of Annabelle’s patients. However, by the time she sought treatment, she was already in the late stages of breast cancer. She knew she was beyond saving, so she never expected Annabelle to cure her. All she wanted was pain relief—to improve her quality of life for the last two months before her passing.Back then, Fabian had gifted two scarves. The other one had gone to Sister Susie—almost identical to the one Annabelle had, differing only in color and pattern.That must have been why Willie recognized the scarf she was wearing.During Susie’s treatment, she often spoke about her husband, describing him as a self-made businessman. She mentioned that they had come from a rural background and that he had endured hardships but always treated her well…“Hello, Mr. Crooks.”Annabelle heard herself speak in a dry, somewhat unnatural tone.She simply couldn’t reconcile the loving husband Susie had described with the man standing in front of her.Willie extended a polite
Marvin immediately shut his mouth. He had already messed up once—he didn’t want to make himself even more annoying. “Where are you headed now? I’ll take you there.”“I’m going to find Kendrick. He’s in the bar, no need to send me.”Annabelle was already feeling exhausted. The whole exchange with Ada and Willie had drained her completely.For someone with social anxiety, dealing with such a scene was as exhausting as running ten kilometers.Still, she wanted to ask Marvin why he had traveled all this way just to find her.“What do you want from me?”Marvin replied, “It’s about Kendrick…”“About me?” Kendrick’s voice interrupted him. “Now, that’s something I’d like to hear.”With long strides, Kendrick walked over to Annabelle’s side.The moment she saw him, her eyes reddened.Kendrick paused, surprised. What was wrong? Why did she look so aggrieved?Had Marvin bullied her?“What happened?” he asked.“Nothing.” Annabelle lowered her head, not wanting to repeat the petty drama from earli
Kendrick’s expression grew even darker. “Let’s go. We’re finding them.”Without hesitation, Annabelle followed him back to the beach, and Marvin trailed behind them.On the short walk back, Kendrick asked Anna a few simple but crucial questions.“Did they touch you?”“Are you hurt anywhere?”“Did they know who you were? If so, why did they dare to bully you?”Little Anna, eyes still red, answered one by one: “They touched me a little, but I’m not hurt. They knew who I was, but they pretended not to recognize me!”Kendrick immediately understood. He now knew what had truly upset her.It wasn’t just that she was wrongfully accused and couldn’t defend herself—it was the fact that he wasn’t there when she needed him most. That feeling of being alone and helpless.And most infuriatingly, that bastard had tried to use the body search as an excuse to take advantage of her!The more Kendrick thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to rip that guy apart.However, when they returned
Now Annabelle finally understood.Back when she had mentioned wanting to learn boxing from Jax, Kendrick had simply said, “I’ll teach you.”The second time she brought up Jax’s skills, Kendrick had responded, “Why are you so fixated on Jax? I’m much better than him. I didn’t hire him just because he can fight.”At the time, she thought he was just bragging.Now, she believed him.He really wasn’t any worse than Jax…At this moment, Annabelle couldn’t help but admire him—but she was also a little afraid of him.This man was not as simple as she had thought.She suddenly remembered what Marvin had been about to say earlier. Turning to him, she asked, “What was it you wanted to tell me about Kendrick?”Marvin withdrew his gaze from the distance and replied casually, “Nothing. I’ll tell you another time. I’m leaving now.”And just like that, he walked away, unfazed.Staying any longer would only make him feel even more useless and out of place.But at least now, he understood what Anna tr
Normally, in a situation like this, Annabelle would have called him shamelessly vain.But today was different.Today, he deserved to be vain.She nodded seriously and said, "Kendrick, teach me how to fight. That way, I won’t have to rely on you next time."Before, she had been somewhat impulsive about it. Later, when she felt a little uncomfortable, she easily gave up and kept putting it off.But this time, she meant it.Kendrick raised an eyebrow. "Why aren’t you asking Jax anymore?"Annabelle wisely replied, "When looking for a teacher, of course, you choose the best one.""Oh? You know I’m your teacher now, yet you’re still calling me ‘Kendrick’ so casually? Shouldn’t a student show some respect?""...Then, Mr. Gregory?"Kendrick nodded in satisfaction. "I’m a very strict teacher. Once you start learning from me, you’re not allowed to quit or back out.""I won’t regret it!" Annabelle said firmly."If you don’t do well, I’ll have to punish you."Annabelle's eyes widened in horror. "
Annabelle couldn’t quite figure out Kendrick’s intentions. Was he simply done with his coffee and didn’t want to waste it? Or did he not want her consuming too much caffeine but also didn’t want to order her another cup?Whatever the reason, she still took his cup pitifully, drinking the remaining half before eating two more pieces of pastry. Only then was she satisfied enough to prepare to leave.What she didn’t know was that when Kendrick saw her drinking from his cup, the jealousy in his heart finally eased a little.She and Gauge were too close. Every time they were together, Kendrick felt like an outsider.But when he saw her willingly share a coffee cup with him, he realized that he and Anna were actually much closer.After all, she would never share a cup with Gauge.“Let’s go home.”Kendrick settled the bill, then took Anna’s hand and led her outside.Anna held onto her tin of pastries with one hand while her other hand was in his, making her look like a little kid.And as soo
Annabelle wasn’t afraid of anything now. With Kendrick and Jax, two top-tier bodyguards, by her side, she could do whatever she wanted. That said, reason still had to be observed. Seeing that the time had come and the other party still hadn’t left, she went to the deck to scout the situation. After observing for a while and gathering some intel from the styling team, she got the gist of what was happening. Willie Crooks was the CEO of a fashion company. He had brought a group of young models to the Maldives for a fashion shoot, blending work with leisure. Everyone else had finished shooting, except for Ada. Since Willie wasn’t on board today due to other business, Ada took the opportunity to act out, knowing her benefactor wasn’t watching. She was deliberately stalling, claiming she wasn’t in the right condition to shoot. However, their team was set to leave tomorrow, meaning the shoot had to be completed today. The company’s designer was present as well, looking utterly frust
The designer secretly admired her and occasionally discussed with those around him, saying, "This girl is good, much better than the models the company currently has. Most print models today have the same face, the same expressions, the same aura—lacking individuality. But Ms. Sanchez is different. She’s so natural that looking at her photos makes people want to know more about her. Most importantly, she understands that she’s showcasing the clothes, not herself. Every movement she makes directs attention to the garments rather than herself, with nothing excessive or unnecessary. In short, taking a simple photo actually requires intelligence to do it well. If Mr. Crooks could sign her, sales would definitely reach another level!" Nearby, Ada, with her sharp ears, secretly listened in, her teeth grinding in frustration. She understood these principles too! She could take photos like that as well! Otherwise, would she have made it as a top-tier model for nothing? Right now, she j
Scott had already made his selection. He picked up two boxes, placed them into the shopping cart, and then walked toward her.Julissa's lips twitched slightly.Hadn't Mr. Nichols just said at home that there was no rush, that it was fine to take things slow? So why was he now picking out condoms… and taking two boxes at that?Her heart started racing again as her mind wandered to certain unspeakable thoughts. She quickly shook her head, trying to clear away the chaotic images.Scott was already standing in front of her, his expression as calm as ever. He even took the items she had just picked out from her hands and placed them into the cart.“Are we about done with the shopping?”Julissa nodded and silently followed him for a couple of steps before hesitating. She reached out and stopped the shopping cart, causing them both to halt in place.“What is it?” Scott asked.“This… isn’t really necessary, is it?”Her palms were sweating. She pinched the box lightly between her fingers, as i
Being held so tightly by him, Julissa felt flustered. She mumbled, “How can you just say ‘not going hungry’? That’s just the basic survival standard! We need to eat well…”"We," Scott repeated her words, a teasing smile playing at the corners of his lips as he leaned in closer. “So, you’ve thought about living with me?”Julissa blinked at the man so close to her.Inside her mind, a voice was screaming.His voice, his gaze, that dangerously handsome face—it was all shaking her already weak resolve.She wanted to tell him: Not only have I thought about living with you, I’ve even thought about how many kids we’d have…Beep—The fridge let out a loud warning sound, alerting them that the door had been open for too long.The noise snapped Julissa back to her senses. She quickly slipped out of Scott’s arms, shut the fridge door, and felt her face burning.“You… go wait outside. It’ll be ready soon.” She didn’t even dare to look up at him as she spoke.Scott stepped out of the kitchen as she
Scott straightened up, and Julissa, still feeling anxious, sat up as well."Are you… mad?" she asked hesitantly.Scott glanced at her.He wasn’t angry, but he did look disappointed—heartbroken, even.That look made Julissa feel so guilty that she almost wanted to take back her words and let him continue what he was doing…She tugged at his sleeve. "Mr. Nichols, can you give me a little more time?"Scott gently stroked her cheek, his gaze filled with tenderness."Maybe you still don’t believe we’ll last, but that’s okay. I’ll slowly make you believe."His words stunned Julissa for a few seconds.Then, she opened her arms, wrapped them around his neck, and threw herself into his embrace.There was nothing more touching than the promise of a future together.And nothing more considerate than the phrase take your time.Scott’s hand stroked her back, and Julissa felt an overwhelming sense of comfort and security in his arms.He smelled fresh and clean, and right now, he was her boyfriend—s
Although Julissa's mother liked Scott as a person, she still found it hard to believe that such a high-status man would genuinely date Julissa.It felt unrealistic and unstable.Their family wasn’t rich or powerful, and they weren’t the kind of people who would eagerly throw their daughter at a wealthy man just because of his status.In fact, the better Scott’s conditions seemed, the more cautious they became.On this, both Father and Julissa's mother were in full agreement: their precious daughter must be given to someone who sincerely cherished her—someone truly outstanding and driven.Money and status were just illusions. Scott needed further observation.Even though Julissa's mother wasn’t particularly old-fashioned, she still worried that her daughter might suffer losses in certain aspects, which was why she kept reminding her.Hearing this, Julissa immediately covered her face.“Mom! What are you even thinking…? We haven’t! And we won’t do that kind of thing!”Julissa's mother s
Over the years, Kendrick had grown accustomed to living under constant threats. Apart from Ryan, many others wanted him dead.If he lived in fear every day, he wouldn’t have needed an assassin to kill him—he would have scared himself to death long ago.“Go handle your work.”“Yes, Boss.”After Jax left, Kendrick fell into deep thought.It made sense that Ryan would try to assassinate him to fight for Anna.But what puzzled him the most was that Ryan had started planning these assassinations before Anna married him.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t figure out what grudge existed between them that made Ryan so determined to eliminate him.This mystery had been bothering him for a long time. And solving it might be the key to ending their deadly feud.—Meanwhile, Annabelle was enduring the “devil training” of Teacher Maria.It was tough and painful, but she never once considered giving up.No matter how much it hurt, as long as she wasn’t dead, she would keep training. No room f
Annabelle shot Kendrick a glare.Not only had he just implied that Marvin was idle and carefree, but he had also mocked him for being single.Mr. Gregory, that was too harsh.Marvin, however, merely smiled. “Since my dear brother needs it so much, you should have it. Just be careful not to overdo it—too much of a good thing can be harmful.”With that, he released his chopsticks.Annabelle sighed inwardly.Seems like this one isn’t exactly kind-hearted either.Feeling the need to clear things up, she decided to speak on Kendrick’s behalf.She didn’t want people thinking she was like those imperial concubines who supposedly drained their emperors with excessive indulgence.Besides, Kendrick was not weak…She said earnestly, “I only made this for him because he’s been working so hard lately. I can’t help him with anything else, but at least I can take care of his nutrition. Don’t worry—his health is just fine.”Kendrick smiled and picked up the sea cucumber, chewing it slowly.Good, he t
Marvin took a bite of the food and remarked, “Anna, your cooking is really good.” Annabelle smiled. “I’m actually not very skilled at cooking.” “It’s already very impressive,” Marvin praised sincerely. She glanced at Kendrick and noticed that the sly fox was still smiling, though it was obvious that he was extremely displeased. Well, whose fault is that? You were the one who started talking unnecessarily, Annabelle thought, feeling no sympathy for him. The meal continued in silence. Though everything seemed peaceful, Annabelle felt a little awkward. Looking at Marvin—her ex-fiancé. Then at Kendrick—her current husband. And these two just happened to be brothers. It wasn’t just outsiders who would find their situation intriguing; even those involved couldn’t help but marvel at fate’s sense of humor. Despite their hidden agendas, the two men were sitting down for a meal together. She really didn’t understand the way men’s minds worked. Instead of dwelling on it, she focused
When their eyes met, both Annabelle and Marvin were momentarily stunned.Marvin then stepped closer and glanced at the lunch bag in her hand. “Bringing food for Kendrick?”Since their last meeting in the Maldives, they hadn’t seen each other again.Marvin had heard that she had left for a while and later returned.He had wanted to check in on her but was afraid of bothering her, leaving him conflicted for days.Now, having run into her by chance, his heart felt a small surge of joy.Annabelle smiled at him and nodded. “Are you working from here today?”“Mm.”Marvin stared at her, lost in thought.He liked the way she spoke to him so calmly, but at the same time, he felt a hint of sadness.Is it because she neither dislikes nor likes me that she can greet me so indifferently?He even suspected that she spoke to the company’s security guards with the same level of warmth.Suppressing the tinge of disappointment in his heart, Marvin said, “I need to see him too. Let’s go up together.”Wi
The three senior executives—all men—exchanged glances upon hearing the woman's cry from the president’s private lounge.A woman's voice… coming from the president’s resting area!Who else could it be? It must be the little wife their president cherished so dearly.“Give me a moment,” Kendrick said as he stood up.The three executives immediately responded, “Of course, President, take your time. We’re in no hurry.”As Kendrick entered the lounge, the three men outside kept their expressions neutral, but their ears were perked up, listening intently.Inside, Kendrick asked, “What’s wrong?”A pitiful voice replied, “My legs hurt even more now…”He continued, “Can you get out of bed?”The little woman whined, “Not really… I need a moment…”Outside, the three men exchanged looks—one shaking his head, another stifling a laugh, and the third feeling oddly sentimental.President, you’re too much… You’ve completely worn her out to the point she can’t even get out of bed!Must be nice to have t