Ingrid did want to please Evelyn, but she also had a baby in her belly—what was there to be afraid of? With that thought, Ingrid could no longer hold back and snapped back at Evelyn. "So what if I bought a couple of bags? Can't I treat myself a little? Those classes are boring and tedious."To be h
Evelyn's temper instantly flared. She tossed the towel from her forehead and asked, "Are you here to see me or rile me up? If that thing in her belly wasn't from the Johnson family, do you really think I'd even look at her?"Tina scoffed. "Well, you got what you deserved. It's clear as day that she'
Ingrid's frustration finally erupted. "Can't you see all I've done for you these past days? I just want us to go back to the way we were, without any barriers between us."But your heart is made of stone; you don't give me a single chance… Why? Is it because you still have feelings for Miranda? You
Sam shrugged and quickly admitted, "I've been taking it easy lately, so yeah, I'm not up for it."Hansel's attempt at a jab didn't get the reaction he wanted; instead, it backfired and left him feeling frustrated."Sam Cooper, are you really this spineless? No fight, no temper? Are you even a man?"
"For a woman like Miranda, no matter how deeply she loved you, she would eventually choose to leave. It was just a matter of time."Six years… Sam thought that was simply far too long. Long enough that he had once believed the radiant woman he knew had truly become a puppet, blindly driven by love.
After leaving the bar, Hansel returned to the mansion. Meanwhile, Ingrid was sitting on the sofa in the living room.As soon as she heard the door open, she rushed to greet him. Hansel treated her like she was invisible, walking straight past her and heading upstairs. Ingrid simply bit her lip in fr
Martha asked, "Ms. York, the chicken soup isn't fully cooked yet, what are you doing?""Just put it in the bag, why do you have so much to say?" Ingrid snapped. It didn't matter whether it was done or not—Evelyn probably wouldn't drink it anyway.It's even better if she did; maybe it'd give her food
The lab was as busy as ever in June, with Miranda working non-stop for two weeks straight before finally getting a day off. Early in the morning, just after feeding her fish, Lionel called."Mimi, are you up?""Yeah, I'm up.""Why not sleep in a bit more? I remember you said you're off today and don