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
Whatever tomorrow might bring, whether storm or sunshine, she would remain steadfast.Until she received news of Kendrick, she would hold herself together and wait for his return.Just as Gauge said, since she chose him, she must become strong and calm.In the second game, Annabelle cleared her mind of distractions and focused on the chessboard.Gauge, however, grew increasingly distracted. The things Annabelle had shared with him tonight weighed heavily on his mind.He couldn't stop worrying about her future, wondering if there was still a chance for him to become a part of her life—to become her other half.As a result, he played terribly. Despite his usually superior skills, he lost to Annabelle.After her unexpected victory, Annabelle felt a shift in her mindset.She turned to Gauge and said, "We have filming tomorrow. I’m going to get some rest now. You should try to get some sleep too.""Alright."Annabelle brought him a thin blanket and a new pillow before returning to the inne
Annabelle wanted to find Kendrick, but on this unfamiliar island, she had no friends or anyone she could turn to for help. She didn't even know where to start looking.As for contacting the police, she decided against it for now.Since that mysterious Mr. Whitney dared to make a move against Kendrick, he certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to get caught by the authorities. Furthermore, if the police got involved, the news of Kendrick's disappearance would quickly spread back to China.This would deal a significant blow to the Gregory Group, which might be exactly what the the Whitney Group wanted.Unless she had no other choice or no leads at all, Annabelle wasn’t planning to call the police.If all else failed, she could return to China and track down Mr. Whitney herself. The the Whitney Group was well-known, and finding him wouldn’t be difficult. Once she located him, she might be able to uncover information about Kendrick.After thinking it through, Annabelle said to Gauge, “Let’s
Everything turned out to be much simpler than expected.As Annabelle plunged into the sea, the warmth of the water enveloped her. She felt as if the ocean itself was healing and soothing her, as though it was where she truly belonged.It seemed like she could hear a distant, ancient voice. The language was unfamiliar, but its tone conveyed deep, comforting affection.When Annabelle surfaced, her heart was calm and resolute. She glanced at the horizon and, for a fleeting moment, thought she saw a white boat approaching.Standing at the bow of the boat was a figure that resembled Kendrick.But before she could focus, the churning waves obscured her view. She dismissed it as an illusion. The distance was too far to see anyone clearly, yet her mind had conjured the image of Kendrick.Afterward, Annabelle climbed into the lifeboat. Gauge immediately draped a towel over her shoulders.“That was a perfect dive,” Gauge praised.Annabelle gave him a faint smile. “Your turn next.”“Mine’s much
This time, the distance was much closer, and Annabelle could see clearly. On the small boat was a round, stout man steering it.It seemed to be the same boat she had glimpsed earlier from afar. So, had it brought someone over? Could it really be Kendrick?Her heart pounded wildly.Afraid of disappointment, Annabelle didn't dare let herself feel too much hope.Her entire body tensed as she hurried aboard the yacht. She immediately grabbed a crew member and asked where the person from the boat had gone.The crew member pointed to the upper deck.Without another word, Annabelle rushed toward the deck, not even daring to ask if it was truly Kendrick.Barefoot, she ran through the long corridor. The reflective glass along the hallway showed her disheveled reflection. Her wet hair clung to her face, a bath towel draped over her shoulders, and her mermaid dress, still damp, clung uncomfortably to her body. But she didn’t care.All she could think about was reaching the upper deck.Finally, s
Seraphina understood exactly what Dereon meant—he was suggesting she sleep with the Young Master.But would sleeping with him really make him love her more?Seraphina knew very well: the reason the Young Master still had some affection for her was precisely because she knew her place and respected boundaries.She didn’t want to do anything that might make him hate her.Looking out the cabin window, Seraphina said calmly, “If the Young Master wanted me, of course I’d be willing… but I’m not going to take the initiative to do something so unnecessary.”“How is it unnecessary?!”Dereon slapped his thigh in frustration. Blood was still trickling down his forehead, running past his brow and onto his nose, making him look a little frightening. But his expression was that of a sleazy pimp, and Seraphina found it laughable.“You don’t have to convince me,” she said. “I have my own thoughts on this.”“Seraphina, you don’t understand men,” Dereon lowered his voice. “If you can hold on to the Yo
Ryan said, “That wasn’t the best opportunity just now.”“Why not?”Ryan rubbed his temples in exhaustion. “Can you use your brain before asking questions?”Seraphina quickly jumped in, “Dereon, didn’t you see that Gauge was also there?”“So what if Gauge was there?” Dereon retorted. “That kid clearly can’t fight.”Seraphina patiently explained.First, the Young Master didn’t hide his movements on this trip to South City. Running into Kendrick here was purely by chance.They weren’t prepared. Acting rashly could have led to failure.Even if they succeeded, since their movements weren’t concealed, it would be easy for the Gregory family to trace the incident back to them. And that old man from the Gregory family is no pushover.Second, Gauge was present. He’s friends with both Kendrick and Annabelle. There’s no way he’d stand by and do nothing.If Gauge got dragged into the mess, the Young Master would be making an enemy out of the Murphy family for no reason.The the Whitney Group is j
A private jet bound for Elfhedge took off smoothly from the South City airport.Inside the cabin, Annabelle was lying in a luxurious bedroom.Ryan stepped out of the room and said to Seraphina, who was standing outside the door, “She was poisoned by a type of floral toxin. It causes hallucinations and unconsciousness. She's fine now. Go get a clean set of clothes for her. I’ll help her change.”“It’s already prepared,” Seraphina’s gaze flickered slightly. She tightened her grip on the clothes in her hand and lowered her head. “Young Master, let me do it. This dress is a bit tricky to put on…”Ryan glanced at the dress in her hands, then looked deeply into her eyes. After a moment, he let out a bitter laugh. “Alright… if Anna knew I changed her clothes, she’d probably hate me even more.”Seraphina said nothing. Once Ryan stepped aside, she walked in with her head lowered.She carefully helped Annabelle out of her soiled clothes and put on the dress she had brought with her for the trip
Anna shook her head and smiled. “Nothing really. Let me do the cleaning—you’re definitely not as meticulous as I am. You go wait outside.”“No need…”“Go on, I’ll take care of it.”Annabelle was firm and took the duster from Gauge’s hand.But Gauge didn’t leave. How could he let a girl do the work while he waited outside enjoying the breeze?So the two of them cleaned together.While cleaning the room, Annabelle felt oddly emotional. Her mind was flooded with thoughts.Who was the woman who had once lived here? What kind of story did she have? What kind of mood had she been in when she left the village to live in solitude by the sea?As she wiped the mirror on the vanity, she could almost picture a woman sitting there, grooming herself in days long past.She must have been someone melancholic, yet strong-willed.A sudden wave of sadness welled up from deep within Annabelle’s heart.She couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Am I too empathetic? Why else would she feel so much for a compl
“Let’s go,” Gauge called out to her.Annabelle snapped out of her thoughts and walked toward the small wooden cabin.Gauge pointed to a patch of land behind the cabin and said that it used to be a small garden. There had once been a large tree with a wide canopy, and his father had installed a swing on one of its sturdy horizontal branches.Back then, his father often sat alone inside the cabin, sipping a couple of drinks.Meanwhile, Gauge would sit outside on the swing, watching the sea and listening to music.Looking at the now overgrown garden, Gauge showed a hint of melancholy.“Unfortunately, the big tree was cut down later, and since no one took care of the garden, it fell into disrepair. When my dad came here last year, he said he regretted not being able to maintain it.”Annabelle listened quietly. It seemed Murphy's father had deeply cared about whoever used to live here.Gauge had said before that he wasn’t sure if the person was a man or a woman—he just guessed it was a wom
Annabelle transformed visibly from a sweet little bunny into a puffed-up pufferfish, cheeks bulging with frustration.She got up to leave, but Kendrick pulled her back into his arms. He poked her puffed cheeks and chuckled,"You're really that scared someone’s going to steal me away?""If you could be stolen that easily, then you’re not worth liking."Annabelle wasn’t insecure to the point where a single text message from Kendrick would make her suspicious.But it was late, and the sudden calls and texts clearly meant something was going on.Still… she had to admit, she was just a tiny bit jealous."You jealous of Jaime too? I was on the phone with him," Kendrick laughed as he handed over his phone so she could see the call log.Annabelle glanced at it—sure enough, the call happened while she was playing the guitar. The corners of her lips twitched upward, but she still insisted stubbornly,"I said I was just casually asking."Kendrick then pulled up their group chat—the one with Jaim
Kendrick’s kiss was too passionate—so passionate it was suffocating, instantly awakening every cell in Annabelle’s body.His kiss was also too forceful—so forceful that Annabelle forgot to resist, and didn't want to resist.Because when Kendrick desired her so intensely, she too was equally, fiercely craving him.It suddenly dawned on her—she truly, deeply liked this man above her. She liked his scent, liked his voice, even liked the beads of sweat trickling down his spine.When did she fall this hard?Maybe it started back when they were ambushed and narrowly escaped death… when they lived in the hospital together… when she risked falling just to climb over the balcony and see him.When she brought herself to his bed, faced her feelings for the first time, and accepted him both emotionally and physically—she had already fallen.As for her heart… it had been open to him long before that.Maybe it started with his first kiss. From that moment, her heart had already begun to waver—she j
After his cold shower, Kendrick returned to the room and climbed into bed, but he still felt a bit restless.He gazed at the little woman for a while. She looked exhausted.Not wanting to wake her, he gently pulled her nightdress down and tucked the blanket securely around her.Then he turned around, facing away from her, closed his eyes, and tried to sleep.But in the twenty-something-degree room, Annabelle, now wrapped like a little cocoon, soon got uncomfortable and kicked the blanket off again.Not only that—she rolled over and draped her arm around Kendrick’s waist, hugging him from behind.Maybe because Kendrick’s body was still slightly cool from the cold shower, Annabelle loved the chilly "big body pillow" and even pressed her warm little face against his back.While tightly hugging her “old fox,” she continued her dream, still playing chess with the god of dreams.Kendrick let out a long sigh and gently held the hand around his waist, playfully tickling her palm.She didn’t w
Kendrick chuckled helplessly. “She really doesn’t use her phone much, so there’s no need to worry about her finding out on her own.”He’d seen Anna’s phone interface before—it was mostly filled with practical apps like dictionaries and period trackers. The usual social media apps? She had tucked them all away in a folder labeled "Rarely Used."Thinking of his quirky little wife, Kendrick’s mood lightened significantly.Of course, he knew that in this internet era, Anna might eventually come across the gossip herself. That’s why he hoped, by the time she did, he would have already taken care of everything.Then, when she found out, she’d know exactly where the "arrow" came from—and see clearly what became of the person who fired it.That way, she wouldn’t feel too anxious or wronged. At most, she’d just complain about how shameless the rumor-spreader was.It was the best way Kendrick could think of to minimize the harm.“Alright. I promise,” Gauge said solemnly.“Then that’s all,” Kend