After Annabelle finished paying for the perfume, Julissa followed her curiously.Seeing that Anna had bought two bottles, Julissa asked with a grin, “Is there a discount for buying two?”Anna chuckled. “One’s for you. I thought you’d like it.”Julissa often treated her to meals without letting her pay. Even though they were close friends, Anna still felt a bit guilty about it. Buying a little gift like this was her way of showing her appreciation.Julissa happily sniffed the scent from the test strip, her eyes lighting up. “You know me so well! Mwah!”She puckered her lips playfully and leaned toward Anna, pretending to give her a kiss. Anna laughed and dodged.“Hey, don’t pull this stunt in front of Kendrick, okay?”“Would he even get jealous over that?”Anna nodded seriously. “You never know.”“Well, let him be jealous then. With you on my side, he wouldn’t dare do anything to me!” Julissa grinned, linking her arm with Anna’s.Anna smirked mischievously. “Of course, he can’t touch y
Annabelle didn’t think much of the commotion at first — after all, she wasn’t a big celebrity.But when she overheard the mention of reporters, she instinctively grew wary. Lately, journalists had been relentless in their attempts to corner her.She had hoped that a short trip to the Maldives would help divert their attention. Yet, even after returning, the paparazzi still loitered outside her school, waiting to pounce.Frustrated, Annabelle had no choice but to take her classes remotely from home, avoiding unnecessary exposure.Surely this crowd isn’t for me, she thought, though the unsettling feeling lingered.Curiosity got the better of her. Setting down the store magazine, she walked to the entrance and peeked outside.A sharp-eyed reporter immediately spotted her.“There she is! It’s Annabelle!”Her heart sank. The swarm of people surging toward her was far greater than the usual group at her school. Among them were not just journalists but also bystanders, likely drawn in by the
Ada lowered the car window halfway — a considerate touch for the incoming paparazzi. After all, they would need a clear shot for their scandalous photos.Closing the door behind her, she gave the man a curt nod. “You know what to do. Make it quick — the reporters will be here soon.”The man grinned wickedly, pinning Anna’s wrists together with one hand. With the other, he slapped a strip of black tape over her mouth.“Heh, such a beauty. No way I’m taking it slow,” he sneered.Ada’s lips curled into a triumphant smirk.“Enjoy the ride, Mrs. Gregory.”Ada, in her high heels, walked away briskly, her steps light with satisfaction.She could already picture tomorrow’s headlines, ready to be spun however she pleased:Gregory Family's Young Mistress Caught in a Parking Lot Tryst with Her Lover — Shocking Car Affair Exposed!New Lin Jewelry Ambassador Annabelle Spotted Fleeing from Paparazzi, Escapes into Lover’s Car for a Passionate Encounter — Busted On Camera!Kendrick's Wife Caught Chea
The car door was locked, and Julissa couldn’t open it.But thanks to Ada’s foolish move of lowering the car window earlier — intending for the reporters to get a clearer shot — it also made it easier for Julissa to reach inside and unlock the door.The moment she yanked it open, she saw a man attempting to assault Anna. Fortunately, the cramped space of the car and Anna’s fierce resistance had prevented him from succeeding. His panic and frustration were evident.“You bastard! Get your filthy hands off her!”Without a second thought, Julissa swung the fire extinguisher with all her strength. She hit whatever part of the man she could reach — his back, his side, and even his rear. The man yelped in pain, clutching his bruised body, cursing under his breath as he finally released Annabelle’s hands.“Julissa!” Annabelle’s voice trembled with both relief and fear. She quickly tore the tape from her mouth, yanked open the other door, and jumped out of the car.But Julissa wasn’t finished.
This was the loudest, most piercing scream Annabelle had ever let out in her life. It nearly tore her throat apart, but at least it finally woke them up. With the help of the reporters, Julissa and Annabelle were rushed to the hospital together. Annabelle only had minor scrapes and didn’t require emergency treatment. She tried her best to relay clear information to the doctors about Julissa’s condition, hoping to shorten the examination time and increase her chances of survival. Then, Julissa was pushed into the emergency room. The reporters had already been cleared out of the hallway by hospital staff. Now, the corridor was eerily quiet—only Annabelle remained. She sat on a chair, hugging her knees, her empty eyes fixed on the floor. The "In Surgery" sign remained lit, and her heart clenched tightly with it. Julissa will be fine. She has to be… But Annabelle had seen her wounds—they were severe, dangerously close to the heart. She also remembered how weak Julissa’s pulse had
Annabelle sat in the corridor, repeatedly asking herself—there were so many bad people in this world, so why did it have to be Julissa? She was such a simple, kind girl. She had never harmed anyone. Maybe it was her own fate that was cursed. Otherwise, why did tragedy always befall those who got close to her? Kendrick kissed away her tears. His lips were cold yet soft, like a gentle breeze brushing against her face. He whispered countless words of comfort, calling her “baby,” his eyes filled with worry. It was as if he were trying to wake someone from the dead. Annabelle wanted to take his hand, wanted to pull herself out of the swamp of guilt and self-blame, but it was like being trapped in a dead-end alley. Unless Julissa was out of danger, she couldn’t find her way out. She didn’t know how much time had passed—every minute felt like a year. Then, Uncle Hickman and Auntie Hickman arrived. Annabelle saw Auntie Hickman sobbing into Uncle Hickman’s shoulder. She didn’t dare loo
"You’re awake?" Kendrick’s voice came from beside her. Annabelle turned to look—he was sitting at her bedside, watching her with worry."Julissa…""She’s fine. They managed to save her.""Are you lying to me?"Annabelle clearly remembered—the doctor had shaken his head.Kendrick gently cupped her face, smiling. "If you weren’t still hooked up to an IV, I’d carry you over to see her right now.""Julissa is really okay?" Annabelle was so overwhelmed that she tried to sit up, but Kendrick pressed her back down."When have I ever lied to you? She lost a lot of blood and underwent surgery, so she’s still unconscious and needs to be observed for another two days."To Annabelle, this news was like a drowning person gasping for their first breath of air."I want to see her."She tried to get up again, but Kendrick gently held her down."She’s in the ICU. You won’t be able to go in. Just rest for now, and once you’ve finished your IV, I’ll take you there."Hearing him say this, Annabelle final
The two of them arrived at the basement. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, Jax was already there waiting."Madam." Jax didn't ask too many questions, but his concern was evident."I'm fine," Annabelle assured him.Jax nodded.Kendrick turned to his furious little wife and told her that Ada and the man were locked in separate rooms. He asked her which one she wanted to deal with first.Annabelle hesitated for a moment. "I'll see Ada first."Seeing the murderous aura around her, Jax started to wonder—if Madam really took care of Ada and that criminal, how was he supposed to clean up the mess afterward?Under Jax’s guidance, Annabelle arrived at Ada's room."Do you need me to go in with you?" Kendrick asked."No.""Do you want a knife?" he asked again.Annabelle frowned at him. "Not necessary."With that, she stepped into the room.Kendrick and Jax stood outside. Jax glanced in, a bit worried.Kendrick casually lit a cigarette. Soon, a loud slap rang out.Then, Annabelle’s voi
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