Annabelle was not angry either, she sat down on the chair next to him and teased him, saying, "Be careful, if you cry wolf too many times, it won't work anymore."
Fabian smiled and sat up straight.
"How have you been lately? Are you still adjusting well to life in the Gregory family?"
Did Annabelle get used to the situation of being hugged and kissed by Kendrick in the morning?
I don't know if life is adaptable or not, but anyway, Kendrick's rogue behavior seems to have become a norm.
Thinking about this, Annabelle sighed.
"Did he bully you?"
Annabelle shook her head, "No."
She knew Fabian's personality, and if he found out that Kendrick was always taking advantage of her from time to time, Fabian was likely to go directly to Kendrick to settle the score.
"By the way, can you help me take a look at this dress? Can it be repaired?" Annabelle took out a little dress and handed it to Fabian, while changing the subject.
Annabelle blinked her eyes and smiled, "So, your fans won't eat me, right?""To be honest," Fabian said earnestly, "if you still need a marriage to protect you by then, I am willing to provide you with this safe haven."Annabelle understood the meaning of this sentence, which was that if she still needed to fake a marriage with someone in the future, she didn't have to look for Kendrick anymore, she could just go directly to Fabian.So she raised her eyebrows and said with a relaxed tone, "Alright, I will come to you then. It seems that I don't have to worry about anything anymore!""If you had told me earlier, you wouldn't have to make this agreement with Kendrick now," Fabian said, lightly tapping her forehead, "making you impulsive."Annabelle stuck out her tongue, she was indeed too eager and got carried away at the engagement banquet.However, even if she had been given the chance to think it over calmly again, she would never have cons
Kendrick, however, took advantage of the opportunity and invaded the city, seizing the land.Annabelle couldn't stand such kisses, pushing Kendrick away with her hand while making a "wuwu" sound involuntarily.This also made him unable to help but think of the situation where she embraced that man.Annabelle bit his lip, and a sudden taste of blood filled her mouth.Kendrick felt a slight pain on his lips, hesitated for a moment, but did not let go.On the contrary, his kiss became more intense.Annabelle was picked up by him and taken directly to the sofa in the living room...Until this moment, Annabelle realized how weak her power had been.Kendrick kissed more passionately, and his body grew hotter and hotter.Annabelle's pores instantly opened up.She had experienced this scene before, although she managed to escape later, that incident of almost being insulted suddenly reappeared like a nightmare.Eve
Kendrick let go of Annabelle, turned around indifferently, and walked towards upstairs.Annabelle watched his departing figure and chuckled self-deprecatingly.This is the fragile affection established between people.When she left home in the morning, she still believed that Kendrick was a reliable man. However, at this moment, she realized that she really couldn't have hope in anyone anymore.However, since that day, the two of them entered into a cold war mode.Kendrick would leave early and return late, even though they lived under the same roof, Annabelle hardly ever saw him.As for Kendrick's head ailment, surprisingly, Annabelle was no longer treating it.Annabelle felt uneasy for two days. Seeing Kendrick being cold towards her, she didn't want to beg him for treatment either.And Kendrick also said that they could get a divorce anytime. Annabelle wanted to wait until the next time she saw him to arrange a time to meet
Annabelle opened the door and saw Kendrick's assistant Jaime standing outside."Assistant Gao, is there something you need?"Jaime respectfully said, "Madam, I came to help Mr. Gregory with his laundry."Annabelle paused for a moment and asked, "Hasn't he come back home yet?"Jaime was a perceptive person and he knew that there was a misunderstanding between the two of them. After listening to Annabelle's words, he understood that both of them wanted to reconcile now. Unfortunately, the president's wife was stubborn, and the president was even more stubborn.As his assistant, he naturally had to mediate more and said, "These days, there are too many things happening in the company, and the CEO is also thinking about going home every day."Annabelle blinked her eyes, is it true?How come even the clothes are now being sent back by the assistant, and she used to call her every day before, but now she doesn't even send a single message.
Annabelle typed a few words in the chat window: "Did you sleep?"When did you come back home?Annabelle deleted and edited again and again, but in the end, she gave up the idea of initiating contact.And it was 3 o'clock in the morning, even if I sent a message, Kendrick might not see it.She sighed and felt inexplicably irritated, pulling the blanket over her face.On Kendrick's side, he had just finished work and was busy deleting and editing with Annabelle. At that moment, he inexplicably opened her chat window and saw the "typing..." prompt. Kendrick's heart suddenly warmed up.Was she still awake?He waited for a long time, but Annabelle did not send a message. The "typing" indicator was also gone.It was a small matter, but it made Kendrick happy, at least, she thought of him late at night.But why did she hesitate and ultimately not say it? Could it be something like "Let's get divorced"?At the thought of
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the three girls immediately changed their expressions.They had only speculated that Annabelle had connections, as it had not been confirmed.When Annabelle changed her usual gentle and quiet appearance, she really showed her sharp fangs to them, and the three girls showed surprise, with two timid ones even directly showing fear."We didn't say anything about you..." the short person was about to explain, but was pulled back by her best friend."Is it impressive to have someone to rely on?" The girl with long hair raised her pointed chin, looking arrogant. "Aren't you just relying on your looks? Once men get tired of playing with you, what do you think you are? Just a pair of worn-out shoes!"Annabelle glanced coldly at the girl."Even if I attracted men with my looks, it's because I had them. You are different."After saying that, she threw the tissue she had wiped her hands with into
After the three of them left, Annabelle breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her injured lower back with her hand before finally leaving the restroom.Actually, Annabelle knew that when it came to fighting, with her small build, she couldn't even beat one person, let alone three.But she was abandoned by her parents since she was young, and she had to rely on herself for everything. So when danger was inevitable, she would never back down, just like a small animal that is fragile but would fight desperately to protect itself.It was already evening, and the classmates had already finished their dinner and returned to their dormitories.Annabelle had no dormitory to return to, and there were no interesting classes in the evening, so naturally she planned to go straight home.Just arrived at the entrance, I saw a familiar white sports car.Puzzled, I saw a pair of long legs of a man stepping down from the car.Fabian, dressed in a navy
Annabelle shook her head, "I had a lot of things to do over here.""Could it be that you can't bear to part with Kendrick?" Fabian asked jokingly.Her face turned red all of a sudden, "How is that possible!""Just kidding," Fabian sighed, "But I also expected that you wouldn't come with me, so consider this meal today as my way of practicing, can't refuse it, right?"Annabelle smiled helplessly and said, "I really can't do anything with you."Afterwards, Fabian brought Annabelle to Grand Hotel.Two handsome men and two beautiful women walked in, instantly attracting the attention of many people.Fabian, being a designer himself, had a unique sense of style in his dressing, which immediately caught the attention of many women.Annabelle couldn't help but joke, "Every time I go out with you, I feel pressured. It's like those women could eat me alive."Fabian laughed and said, "With me around, who would dare to touch you."
Ariana had been worried that Kendrick might suddenly back out and not attend the engagement party. After all, their relationship was no longer what it used to be, and she could feel his deliberate distance.But seeing him arrive, Ariana immediately felt at ease, silently cursing herself for being overly anxious. Brother Kendrick had always kept his word, and if he had promised to come, he would definitely show up.Moreover, their relationship hadn’t reached the point of no return. Kendrick would still attend her engagement party out of respect for their past friendship.However, something felt off. Ariana couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong with Kendrick today. His brows were furrowed, his expression cold, as though he were angry.Annabelle, walking next to him, looked equally indifferent.They were walking side by side, yet there was no hand-holding or arm-linking.Ariana, ever observant, picked up on these small
Julissa couldn’t help but wonder if Scott had also held Linda’s hand, guiding her on how to pour the water in circles just like he did with her.She stared at his face, waiting for him to respond.Scott, however, remained indifferent. "I usually have her make instant coffee or buy coffee from downstairs. If I want pour-over, I make it myself."What?Why was he so lenient with Linda, but so harsh with her, Julissa?A surge of dissatisfaction bubbled up inside her, though she didn't dare to voice it strongly."Then why did you want me to learn?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral."Sometimes I just want to be lazy," he replied, raising an eyebrow and looking at her. "You said you really like learning new things and challenging yourself, right?"Julissa: "..."At that moment, Julissa felt like Scott was deliberately toying with her.She remembered how she had been docked half her salary for being late due to
Julissa felt the pressure of his gaze, her scalp tingling as if she had been caught daydreaming in class and was suddenly called on by the teacher.She stammered, "You... you just said to put the coffee grounds on the filter paper..."Scott pressed his temple. "Did I really need to say that?"Julissa realized she had just said something pointless. She wiped the cold sweat from her brow and continued, "Then you don’t need much water at first, just wet the coffee grounds, and then... wait a moment?""That step is called blooming. Continue.""Oh, blooming... then we add water!"Scott sighed in exasperation. "The scale has a timer. Remember, the blooming time is 30 seconds."Julissa nodded quickly. "Oh, got it! Then we add water, using the pour-over kettle in a spiral motion, just like you're doing, right?""160 ml of water, add it in two stages. Once the first batch of water has fully filtered through, begin the second." He
Not long after she participated in the competition, she had the car accident, and since then, she hadn't been able to return to the stage.Julissa gazed at the painting of herself, feeling a sense of fate between her and Scott. At the same time, her heart was filled with a strong desire—she longed to be that little swan on the stage again.But she knew it was no longer possible."I remember Assistant Hickman used to dance ballet. Do you know this dancer?" Scott asked, gazing at her profile."...No," her voice was hoarse, tinged with a slight nasal tone.She didn’t want Scott to know that she was the one in the painting. If he found out, it would be terribly awkward for her. He might think it was embarrassing—how could he hang a picture of his assistant on his wall? He would probably take it down.Julissa sniffed and smiled at him. "Mr. Nichols, your time is valuable. Let's get on with the coffee brewing lesson."Righ
Julissa froze for a second. Was Scott teasing her?Sure enough, men who were usually so reserved had a hidden mischievous side.Wasn’t this a form of workplace harassment, though?She decided to play dumb—after all, Scott was her employer now, her "bread and butter.""I was just looking at that painting," she said, taking a step back and subtly pulling her arm away.Scott casually slipped his hands into his pockets, unfazed."Well then, come up and have a closer look."He started up the stairs first, and Julissa, reluctantly, followed him.As she walked behind him, heading toward his bedroom, the feeling of being “taken advantage of” intensified.He had already shown a flirtatious side before, and now it seemed like he had finally decided to make his move. Was this the moment he was going to take advantage of her?What if someone walked in and caught them? The office door wasn’t locke
Julissa was close to tears. Although half of her salary was being deducted, she still had 50,000 left, but it felt like being sliced open—it was painful."This is just inhuman..." she muttered under her breath."Even if it's for the money, you better start coming to work on time from now on!" Linda said with a smile, patting her on the shoulder. "Mr. Nichols wants some coffee, go make him a cup, and don't mess up again."Julissa quickly agreed and, after putting down her things, headed to the breakroom.Linda watched her leave, feeling helpless. The new rules that had been implemented were something Scott had come up with on the spot, and they were only directed at the executive assistant, effectively targeting Julissa for not being present.Was this really his way of pursuing a woman? Linda couldn’t help but think that Scott’s emotional intelligence was lacking.Meanwhile, Julissa took out her favorite instant coffee from
When Julissa woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, she realized she was already in her bed.She sat up and scratched her head, feeling a bit confused.Wasn’t she in the living room earlier? How did she end up in bed?Had Scott left?She got out of bed to use the bathroom and called out toward the other room, "Mr. Nichols?"The room was pitch black, and there was no answer.She walked into the kitchen and glanced at the cupboard. The watch was gone.She checked the entryway next, and the shoes under the shoe rack were also gone.It seemed he had already left. He must have carried her to bed after she fell asleep, then left afterward.There was an inexplicable feeling of disappointment.But soon, that feeling was replaced by the sharp pang of stomach pain as she drowsily made her way to the bathroom.Afterward, she returned to bed, ready to fall back asleep. But after lyin
At that moment, the elevator arrived, and Zane stepped inside. "You should go back, it's cold in the hallway."He never looked at her once as the elevator doors closed.The cold wind from the hallway blew in, causing Julissa to shiver. She tightened her clothes and walked back home, still in a daze.She glanced once more at the cup of brown sugar water in the kitchen and frowned. There, on the counter, was a men's wristwatch!It was Scott's watch. Did he intentionally leave it there?Whether he meant to or not, Zane must have seen the watch and guessed that there was another man in her house.All of this was because of him, and now it had caused a misunderstanding between her and Doctor Carter.Doctor Carter must now think she was a huge flirt.Fuming, Julissa stormed into her bedroom, only to find Scott lying on her bed, seemingly asleep.Looking at the man on her bed, she inwardly complained. Even when asleep, he still
Julissa was instantly petrified.Any man with normal thinking would surely misunderstand if he saw his girlfriend’s male superior at her place, taking care of her period cramps, right?Mr. Nichols really had no tact…Just as she was feeling extremely anxious, the doorbell rang.Julissa froze with a jolt. The doctor was here so quickly!It had only been ten minutes since he sent the message.Julissa quickly sat up, grabbed Scott's hand without a second thought, and rushed to her bedroom.She only had one thought in her mind—hide Scott first.This Mr. Nichols was clueless, self-centered, and sharp-tongued. If he met Doctor Carter, there was no way things would go well.She shoved Scott into the bedroom and said, "Mr. Nichols, please bear with it for a moment. Don't come out, okay? Please!"Scott remained expressionless, pressing his lips together."We're just colleagues. There's nothing sha