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
**“Of course, I’d be worried!”** Even though Annabelle had never been a mother, just imagining such a situation made her heart ache. **“And what about me? Could you bear to leave me behind?”** Kendrick’s voice was right by her ear, his tone unusually persistent. Imagining a future where she had no choice but to part with him, a deep sorrow welled up in Annabelle’s heart. In this entire world, the only person she had such an intimate bond with was Kendrick. Though they hadn’t been together for long, they had already endured so much—so many trials, yet he had never once let go of her hand. Sometimes, he was like a friend. Sometimes, an older brother. Other times, a teacher. And, in the most precious moments, her closest lover… If she were to leave him forever—one of them on land, the other in the sea—then no matter how enchanting the ocean was, it would be nothing but a vast, lonely abyss. **“Is it really that hard to answer?”** Kendrick asked, sounding a little hurt. **“Would
Kendrick smirked. “If I couldn’t even notice that, then all those nights we’ve slept together would’ve been for nothing.”“……”Here he goes again!Glancing down from the cruise ship, Kendrick suddenly changed the subject. “Are you really sure about jumping from this height later?”Annabelle replied confidently, “I’ve jumped from even higher places before. I’ll just treat it like a diving practice.”Seeing her so sure of herself, Kendrick had no choice but to set aside his worries.“Alright, I should get going now.” Having figured out the issue with her performance, Annabelle didn’t want to delay any further. The sooner they finished filming, the better.“Wait.” Kendrick grabbed her again and pulled her into his arms. “Are you absolutely sure there’s no baby in there?”“There isn’t!”Both the test strips and blood tests had come back negative. Plus, she had been feeling lower back soreness—her usual sign before her period—so there was no way she was pregnant. If she had been, she would
Annabelle quickly turned on the lights, threw on a jacket, and rushed to open the door for Jax.As he stepped inside, he deliberately left the door open to avoid any misunderstandings. The cold, salty scent of rain drifted into the room, sending a chill through Annabelle.She took a quick glance at Jax and noticed that his hair was slightly damp. His expression was unusually serious, lips pressed into a tight line, as if something was making him tense.Had he been outside on the deck or the outer corridor instead of in his cabin?Was he also worried about Kendrick?“Have a seat.”Calming her thoughts, Annabelle led Jax to the living room.Jax sat down on the sofa. “Madam, are you afraid of the thunder?”Annabelle nodded, then shook her head. She went straight to the point. “Why isn’t Kendrick back yet? Do you know what’s going on with him?”“Madam, don’t worry. The Boss will be fine.”“Then why do you look so tense?”Annabelle wasn’t naïve. If Kendrick was truly safe, Jax wouldn’t be
The more Annabelle thought about it, the more terrified she became. She immediately said to Jax, “Go find him right now. Don’t worry about me. If you’re really concerned, I’ll have Gauge stay with me.”Jax blinked, hesitating for a moment.If he left Madam with Mr. Murphy, wouldn’t the Boss kill him when he found out?That was his love rival…Seeing Jax remain silent, Annabelle was on the verge of losing her patience. “You’re his security advisor. Ensuring his safety is your duty! And Gauge is my good friend. You know his character—don’t you trust him?”Jax hesitated.To be fair, Gauge was indeed an upright person. Even though the Boss had his reservations about him, when he learned that Gauge had given up an important competition to join the film shoot, he secretly helped him secure a rescheduled match.While the Boss claimed he did it to prevent Madam from feeling indebted to Gauge in the future, deep down, it showed that he still trusted him to some extent.Jax glanced at the clock
"Let me do it."As he spoke, Gauge took the glass of water from Anna's hand, poured her a cup, and handed it to her.Annabelle held the warm glass, apologetically saying, "Sorry for disturbing your rest.""It’s fine," Gauge replied as he poured himself a cup of water.To help her complete the shoot, he had traveled over six thousand kilometers. Staying up all night wasn’t a big deal.He glanced at her pale face and said, "I’m glad you thought of me in such a situation."Annabelle tried to smile, but it didn’t quite come through."There’s filming tomorrow. I’ll tidy up the bed. You should get some sleep in the bedroom," she suggested as she prepared to walk to the room.Gauge patted her shoulder. "No need. You sleep in the bed. If I get tired, I can make do on the sofa."Besides, he couldn’t sleep anyway. The sudden turn of events had erased any trace of drowsiness.He also worried that something might happen while he slept. After all, Jax had warned him not to leave the room even half
How should Annabelle answer Gauge?In the past, Annabelle always thought that her marriage to Kendrick was a mere formality. They agreed to divorce after their collaboration ended, keeping their arrangement a secret to avoid damaging Kendrick’s reputation. It was an agreement they both accepted.But now, after half a year, everything had changed.What was once a formal marriage was no longer just that. They had truly become husband and wife, both physically and emotionally.What she had once hidden from others now seemed like a twist of fate upon reflection."After Marvin called off the engagement, my parents wanted to marry me off to a wealthy old man. That’s when I hastily decided to get engaged to Kendrick," Annabelle said, holding a chess piece with a bitter smile.Thinking back, she really had been like a chess piece herself.Her fate was never in her own hands. She was a pawn manipulated by her family. The moment she lost her usefulness, she would be cast aside.But after marryi
Annabelle wanted badly to call Jax, but she hesitated.What if the situation on his side was critical? Calling him might only cause trouble."Kendrick is no ordinary man. Ordinary crises can't defeat him. You have to trust him," Gauge said, clearing his throat awkwardly.Annabelle was taken aback. It was rare to hear Gauge speak so positively about Kendrick. The two of them had always seemed to hold a low opinion of each other."I hope so too. But we’re not in our country, and Kendrick has no one by his side. It makes me uneasy."Even when they were in their own country, Kendrick had faced numerous life-threatening situations, all orchestrated by that enigmatic figure, Mr. Whitney.However, Mr. Whitney had hesitated and missed several opportunities.Kendrick once said it was because Mr. Whitney liked her and couldn't bear to scare her.Annabelle always assumed that was just something Kendrick said to comfort her. She didn't even know Mr. Whitney, so the claim sounded absurd.But what
What Gauge wanted to discuss with Kendrick was a strategic collaboration between their two companies.Since stepping into the family business, Gauge had discovered a series of issues.Although Lin Jewelry appeared to be thriving, its narrow focus on a single line of business had left it vulnerable to serious challenges.Therefore, Gauge was planning to expand the jewelry and watch business within the next five years into leather goods, fashion products, and the perfume industry.He also proposed merging the group's original real estate construction division with a subsidiary of Gregory's Group. Murphy's Group would retain only a small share—essentially, a disguised sale to Gregory's.But the reason they couldn’t call it a sale outright was because Murphy's Group had started out in the construction industry. Gauge’s father, Simon, still held an emotional attachment to that legacy and couldn’t let go entirely.After the merger of the construction branches, Gauge hoped to acquire Gregory
At first, Annabelle didn’t understand what he was up to. It wasn’t until they were back inside the house that she realized—Kendrick thought she looked a little too sexy wearing his oversized T-shirt, especially since it made it seem like she wasn’t wearing anything on the bottom. It sparked a lot of imaginative thoughts.Annabelle was both amused and exasperated. She lifted the hem of the T-shirt to show him: “I am wearing shorts! They’re just... a little short. But still totally decent!”But Mr. Gregory was persistent. In the end, Annabelle gave in and changed into her own clothes.Once they were both dressed, they returned to the courtyard.Annabelle noticed Gauge hadn’t touched the watermelon and asked why—after all, it was set aside just for him.Gauge pulled a ten-hole blues harmonica from his pocket and said, “If I eat now, I won’t be able to play.”She knew harmonica players had to keep their mouth clean before playing.Then, Gauge handed her his guitar. “Since we’re just hang
While Kendrick was cutting the watermelon, Annabelle couldn’t take her eyes off him.How strange—why did everything this man did seem so charming to her? Even slicing a watermelon looked handsome.It was as if her brain had automatically applied a beauty filter to him.Annabelle placed a hand over her chest, trying to calm her racing heart. But the more she tried, the faster it beat. The sweet words he had just whispered, every little expression and gesture of his, were now playing back in her mind like a movie…Kendrick held out the watermelon to her with a grin. “Little fangirl, stop staring. This handsome guy is your husband—100% confirmed.”Annabelle glared at him with a flushed face. “Narcissist!”Then she lowered her head, scooping out a bite of watermelon, determined to focus on eating.Just as she was about to take a bite, she noticed Kendrick had sat down.The other half of the watermelon was still sitting on the small stone platform by the well.“Aren’t you going to eat?”“Y
Annabelle smiled softly, her eyes twinkling with a mix of amusement and affection. "Why do you always have to compare everything?" she asked, her voice gentle and teasing."I just want to know," he replied, his voice low and earnest. He reached out and tucked a strand of Anna's hair behind her ear, his touch light but intimate. "What it feels like for you to be with me."Annabelle fell into deep thought, her gaze drifting away as she considered his question. The room was quiet, filled only with the soft sounds of their breathing and the occasional rustle of the sheets beneath them. After a while, she still hadn't answered. Kendrick sighed, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Is it really that hard to answer?""Hmm... it’s hard to describe," Annabelle murmured thoughtfully, her fingers playing with the edge of the blanket. "Before, when I was with you, just seeing you would throw my heart into chaos. My pulse would race, and I could hardly catch my breath. But now…” She trailed off, h
Annabelle hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time.When she lazily opened her eyes and looked out the window, she realized it was already dark.Ever since arriving at her grandma’s house and staying in this quiet little fishing village—far away from her usual life—it felt like she had escaped to another world. Her entire being relaxed, with nothing left to worry about.Kendrick didn’t have to stress over the corporation anymore either.Their biggest daily dilemma had become: what should we eat for the next meal?If only life could always be this carefree...Annabelle slowly sat up. After sleeping for so long, her whole body felt soft and mushy. She got out of bed and wandered into the courtyard, where she saw Kendrick sitting at the small table, smoking.When he heard her, he turned around.“Awake?”Kendrick stubbed out his cigarette and patted his thigh.Annabelle walked over without hesitation or shyness and naturally sat on his lap, arms around his neck, resting softly against his s
Kendrick’s face darkened. “It’s better to date someone older. Look at Mr. Murphy—he’s too young, can’t even cook. How’s he supposed to take care of a girlfriend?”Annabelle raised her eyebrows and gave the sly old fox a glance. Flicking the water off her hands, she smiled and said, “But younger guys are energetic—and no generation gap!”Kendrick let out a sharp “hmph.” “You think there’s a generation gap between us?”“I didn’t say us,” Annabelle teased, eyes twinkling. “Why are you jumping to conclusions? Having a midlife crisis already, Uncle?”The little bunny was obviously up to no good with that mischievous grin.Kendrick glanced at the loquat tree in the courtyard, then squinted at the sunlight filtering through its leaves, trying hard to stay calm.After all, he was turning 31 after the New Year. Couldn’t let a little girl get under his skin, right?But midlife crisis? Really?He was in his prime. A young man!So this young Mr. Gregory looked into the reflection on the glass. He
So Annabelle thought to herself—was Mr. Gregory being a little too proactive?Kendrick asked lightly, “So, do you want to go swimming with him alone?”He deliberately emphasized the word “alone,” as if suggesting she had ulterior motives. Annabelle could only respond, “...I never said that!”“Then that’s that,” Kendrick said calmly, taking her hand and leading her into the house.After a short rest, the three of them began preparing lunch.Gauge was every bit the privileged young master—clearly someone who’d never cooked at home before. He practically didn’t know how to do anything.He was too rough when washing vegetables, to the point of mangling the leaves.Then they had him try chopping vegetables—but the young master, with his obsessive need for precision, insisted on cutting everything perfectly uniform, each slice as neat as the next. At the rate he was going, they’d probably be eating tomorrow’s lunch.Kendrick and Annabelle didn’t even bother expecting him to cook anything. T
Afterward, the three of them returned to Grandma’s house first.Gauge waited in the courtyard while Annabelle and Kendrick brought the things they bought at the market into the house. After grabbing the ingredients they needed for lunch, the three of them headed to Gauge’s place together.When they arrived in front of the white guesthouse, Kendrick couldn’t help but chuckle.That morning, he and Anna had passed by this very spot. He had been wondering at the time—the place had a fresh, elegant architectural style. But there was no signboard, so maybe it wasn’t a guesthouse after all. If it was just a private residence, then it probably belonged to someone with means.Sure enough, his guess wasn’t far off. What he didn’t expect was that this would turn out to be Gauge’s home.After stepping through the front gate, Annabelle couldn’t help but marvel.To build such a charming little courtyard on this sloped hill must’ve taken a lot of thought and care.“Come in, rest a bit. Have some wat
As Kendrick was lost in thought, Annabelle called out to him, “Let me help you carry a couple of those.”Just moments ago, Kendrick had taken all the shopping bags from her hands—he was carrying everything by himself now.Seeing his forehead glistening with sweat, Annabelle, who now had empty hands, felt both guilty and worried.Kendrick looked back at her, smiled, and said, “I could carry you on my back too, no problem.”“Stop messing around, give me two bags.”Seeing how serious she looked, eyebrows furrowed and all, he finally gave in and handed her two of the lightest ones.But as soon as she took them, Gauge casually took them from her without saying a word.Annabelle: “…”She felt like she’d just become the middleman in a hand-off.Kendrick glanced at Gauge. “Thanks, Mr. Murphy.”His tone and look were both laced with provocation.Even Annabelle thought he was kinda asking for a punch right then.Gauge snorted coldly, “Don’t thank me. It’s not like I’m helping you.”“Tsk, brat…”