Seraphina smiled and nodded at her, "Yes, the Young Master you're thinking of.""You said Anna is with the Young Master, what does that mean?" Julissa asked again.The day before, Kendrick had come to see her and said that Anna couldn't visit her recently because she was a bit busy. Julissa noticed that Kendrick didn’t look too good, but didn’t think too much of it at the time.Now, after hearing Seraphina’s words, she seemed to understand a little.Kendrick must be anxious since Anna was now with another man... and not just any man, but her number one rival.Seraphina then said, “This, it’s better for Anna to tell you herself.”Julissa thought to herself that Seraphina was tight-lipped, not revealing anything. Well, she trusted that Anna knew what she was doing and wouldn’t jump to conclusions.“Please thank Anna for me, and thank you for coming all the way here.”Seraphina smiled at her. “No need to thank me. I wish you a speedy recovery. I’ll leave now.”She smiled and nodded at Sc
Scott lowered his head and looked at her, seeing right through her little thoughts.She wasn’t really feeling unwell; she was just overwhelmed by the difficulty ahead. It was understandable—she had just gotten injured and now had to use her brain to study. Of course, she wouldn’t be in the mood.But he didn’t know what else to do with her. He was only keeping her company while she studied to keep her entertained, not to turn her into a straight-A student.He grabbed Julissa’s small hand, which was resting on his arm, and held it in his own, gently squeezing it. It was soft, warm, and felt nice to the touch.However, Julissa’s palms began to sweat as she looked at Mr. Nichols nervously. Why did she feel a dangerous aura all of a sudden?“What are you thinking about?”Scott leaned in slightly and whispered beside her ear.“I want to kiss you.”His voice was low and seductive, making Julissa’s heart rate skyrocket to 120 in an instant. Her head buzzed, and she instinctively shrank her ne
This was their second kiss since getting together.Scott was gentle, but Julissa had little experience in this area. She quickly found herself short of breath, instinctively parting her lips as if fighting him for oxygen.This unintentional response, however, was taken by Scott as a sign of affection, stirring something deep inside him.He had been holding back these past few days.Julissa didn’t remember that they had already been intimate once, nor could she recall the details of that night.But Scott did. And he remembered it vividly.Now that they were officially a couple, his thoughts about that night had only grown stronger.It was like finally being given permission, only to be denied the reward—this frustration was something only he understood.He didn’t want to seem like a man who only thought with his lower half, so when he couldn’t be physically close to her, he exercised extreme restraint.After all, Julissa was still in the hospital, recovering from serious injuries. If h
Previously, Julissa had never formally introduced Scott to her parents. Every time they visited, she would find an excuse to send him away.Besides, Scott was busy during the day, with too much company business to handle. Most of the time, he only visited at night.Her parents had only met him once before, and at that time, Julissa had brushed it off, saying he was just a colleague.Well, that cover story wasn’t going to work anymore.Her parents had caught them kissing. There was no way she could still claim they were just coworkers—that would just be shameless.Julissa decided to come clean.“Dad, Mom, let me formally introduce you. This is my… boyfriend, Scott.”The word boyfriend still felt unfamiliar coming out of her mouth. She didn’t dare to look at her parents’ expressions, for some reason feeling like she had committed a crime just by being in a relationship.“Yeah, we figured,” her father said, clearly displeased that she had kept this from them.Then, he turned to Scott, hi
The husband and wife exchanged glances, instantly understanding each other's concerns.As for whether the young man's words were true or not, they would need to privately question their daughter—or better yet, do some investigating themselves.Scott sensed their unease and guessed they wanted to have a talk with Julissa. Understanding the situation, he tactfully stood up, saying he had work to attend to and would return later in the evening.Before leaving, he glanced at Julissa. "Get some rest. I'll be back later."Julissa waved at him absentmindedly, feeling a wave of relief now that the "meeting" was over. At least nothing too disastrous had happened.As soon as Scott stepped out of the hospital room, he let out a deep breath. His back was already damp with sweat.That was more nerve-wracking than a business negotiation...But he could tell that Julissa’s parents were honest, down-to-earth people who deeply loved their daughter. Growing up in such a warm and caring family, it was n
That day, as Mrs. Hickman left the hospital, she continued reminding Julissa to always protect herself as a young woman.Julissa was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear. In the end, she pretended to feel unwell, which was the only way to finally make her mother stop.That night, after finishing his work, Scott arrived at the hospital to keep her company.For the past few days, Julissa had been telling her parents that Anna was staying with her at night, and when Anna wasn't available, a nurse would take over.In reality, it had always been Scott by her side.Now that her parents knew about their relationship, they did something unprecedented before she went to bed—they video-called her.They said they just wanted to check in on her, but Julissa knew the truth: they weren’t comfortable leaving her alone with Scott in the hospital room.They even had lingering doubts about his identity. It was probably hard for them to believe that their daughter had actually found herself a powerful
When two people are deeply intimate, even the slightest emotional shift in one can be immediately sensed by the other.Scott noticed it the moment Julissa became distracted.He pulled away from her lips.“What are you thinking about? You’re so absent-minded,” he said, displeased.Julissa hesitated, unsure how to bring it up.How was she supposed to tell him… that she had been with another man?Of course, she could choose to hide it or simply never mention her past. But what if he did care?If he did, then he was nothing more than a controlling chauvinist. And in that case, they wouldn’t be happy together anyway.She had always felt that men who obsessed over whether their girlfriend was a virgin had a strange kind of psychological fixation. Even if they got married, he might eventually use it against her, turning it into a weapon of humiliation and resentment.If that was the case, then she should leave now rather than later.She acknowledged that her drunken mistake had been impulsiv
The next morning, Jax arrived at Lavender Villa and reported his latest investigation findings to Kendrick in the living room.The gang that Annabelle and Uncle Trey encountered that day was indeed out for revenge on behalf of the ex-convict.They had been watching Anna for a while, following her and Uncle Trey into the mountains of their own accord—not under anyone’s orders.As for how Ryan knew Anna’s exact location, Jax placed a transparent plastic bag on the coffee table. Inside was a small black device, about the size of a keyboard keycap.“This was found under Anna’s car,” Jax explained. “A tracker, likely planted by Ryan’s men.”That was how Ryan had pinpointed Anna’s location. He must have noticed the abnormal speed and route of her car that day and rushed over immediately.As for why Kendrick had failed to arrive in time—Jax had also tracked down those responsible for the road obstructions.They had, without a doubt, been acting under orders. And it was almost certain that th
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…”