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
Annabelle’s makeup had smudged a little, so she went to find the makeup artist for a quick touch-up. Maybe because she had just been moving around, her complexion looked especially radiant. The makeup artist smiled and said, “Honestly, with your natural beauty, you don’t even need makeup.” Annabelle glanced at herself in the mirror and blushed. Once her makeup was fixed, she stepped onto the deck, dressed in a white mermaid-style wedding gown, holding a bouquet in her hands. Even though it wasn’t a real wedding, getting to wear such a beautiful dress still made her happy. Gauge was already waiting for her, dressed in a crisp and elegant suit. As she approached him, she teased, “Once this commercial airs, you’re going to gain even more fangirls.” Gauge smiled back at her, though his emotions were more complicated than they seemed. Just moments ago, when he saw her walking toward him in that wedding dress, he had felt a fleeting illusion—one where he wished this was real. How w
Annabelle couldn't help but marvel—this guy was too good at acting. There wasn’t even the slightest trace of pretense; it was as if… he was truly expressing his emotions.This felt even more natural than when she had acted alongside Julian.Gradually, she immersed herself in the scene, shedding all ties to reality and fully embracing her character.Today, he was her groom.From this moment on, he would always be by her side.Their lives would be intertwined, sharing joy and sorrow, fortune and hardship…A deep sense of reverence for marriage stirred within Annabelle’s heart.As she looked at the man before her, it was as if Gauge had disappeared, and in his place stood Kendrick.With that thought, her gaze softened with love and joy.He, too, looked at her with immense affection. Slowly, they were drawn toward each other, an invisible force pulling them closer.Gauge’s lips were just about to brush against hers…But at that critical moment, the director’s voice rang out: “Cut!”Both o
According to the script, the second scene revolved around the heroine, played by Anna, who had been cursed. Her body transformed into a mermaid, and in the end, she leaped into the ocean.To avoid frequent touch-ups, the jump itself would be filmed separately from the rest of the sequence.However, Anna's performance in this scene wasn’t quite right.After shooting eight or nine takes, most people thought it was already good enough, but the director remained unsatisfied.Annabelle was now truly experiencing the director’s strict standards, and she was beginning to feel lost.His feedback was that while her expression of panic was on point, there was still something lacking in the emotions.He announced a ten-minute break, giving her time to reset and find the right feeling.Gauge wanted to help, but he knew she needed to work through it on her own. So after handing her a bottle of water, he simply stayed beside her in silence.Annabelle sat on a white chair, staring out at the vast oc
Kendrick’s expression darkened.The thought of how the director had failed to coordinate properly earlier—making his little woman wait idly all morning—still made his blood boil.And now, after stopping the shoot over and over again, the man kept saying her performance was “lacking something” without even explaining what exactly was missing. No wonder she was on the verge of a breakdown.Sure, striving for perfection was fine, but this was too much.Most of all, it made Kendrick’s heart ache for her.Annabelle hesitated before asking weakly, “…Can we really just ignore him?”“I told him to take another break.”She knew Kendrick had the authority to make that call, but they couldn’t just keep delaying forever.As if reading her thoughts, Kendrick said, “It’s fine even if you don’t shoot today. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself.”Annabelle sighed. That was easy for him to say. If she didn’t shoot today, she’d have to do it tomorrow—and what if she still couldn’t find the right feel
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