Lily was stunned for a while. She realized that, despite her years of being assertive and dominant, she had encountered a tough nut."Racheal!" She dialed the internal line. "Hurry on over!""What's wrong, Boss?""Whatever it takes, get the latest revised version of Maisie's manuscript from Camila's computer!""Well... Does Ms. Squire not have it?" Racheal was confused."I strongly suspect the versions are different. Otherwise, why wouldn't she give the manuscript to me?"…In the past few days, Maisie had been resting at the hotel. Daniel tried to spend time with her, but due to numerous corporate affairs, he couldn't be by her side 24 hours a day.Maisie didn't know what was happening herself. Since rescuing that pregnant woman, she had been restless. She sometimes suffered from intense headaches, and her mental state had plummeted.On that particular day, Daniel had initially planned to take her out for a walk. However, an impromptu important meeting came up, forcing him to
Camila gave Maisie an address, and Maisie followed her directions to a storefront on a street. Camila's car was parked on the side of the road, and she waved at Maisie with a smile."This car looks pretty average, but its performance is excellent!" Camila grinned sheepishly. "Um... this was the first car I bought with my own savings. I've had it for a long time and I'm quite attached to it."Maisie was surprised. She hadn't expected Camila, given her background, to save money on her own."You'll understand later. I'm not well-regarded in the Quimby family..." Camila's expression turned somber, but she still made an effort to smile at Maisie. "I'm really happy to be friends with you and work with you. Maisie, you don't look down on me because I'm not valued in the Quimby family, right?"Maisie's heart clenched. She vaguely remembered Daniel mentioning once that Camila wasn't his fourth uncle's biological daughter. She had been adopted to serve as a placeholder, but after Daniel's fo
Camila pushed open the courtyard gate, and the house did seem like it had been vacant for a long time. However, the yard was clean, indicating that regular maintenance had been taking place.Yet, as Maisie stepped inside, she suddenly felt a chill. She shivered and stopped in her tracks."What's wrong?" Camila turned to look at her, smiling. "Oh, this place happens to be a wind tunnel. There's a mountain breeze here. Let's go inside and it'll be fine!"Maisie nodded, but the further she went, the more familiar these surroundings seemed...The Eropah-style pastoral courtyard was adorned with beautiful orchids. Behind the house was a mountain, and the quietness allowed the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves to be heard.The furniture in the house had a vintage feel to it and exuded luxury.Breathing became difficult for Maisie, and her temples throbbed. She recalled that strange dream more vividly now.It felt increasingly like she had stepped into that dream..."Ah—"
Daniel narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening."Daniel, I'm really sorry..." Camila cried. "I shouldn't have taken her out without your permission today. But... I just wanted to discuss the final draft with her and help her relax. I never expected her health to be this bad."It's all my fault. I shouldn't have bothered her with work at this time."Daniel remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.Camila had shouldered all the blame, but was she really so well-meaning? Was she innocent?He clenched his fists, watching the weakened Maisie and feeling a pang of pain in his heart."You should leave," he said, gesturing for Camila to go."Daniel...""Leave!"Daniel's low growl made Camila tremble. She looked at his towering figure, then hurriedly left."No... No!" Maisie's cries echoed from the room.Daniel rushed over, carefully embracing her. Beads of sweat slid down her pale cheeks, making him feel distressed and helpless."Don't... My child..." Maisie's words were incohe
She also wanted to tell him that she was happy to have a child, thinking it would be a testament to their love. With him in her life and a child on the way, she felt content. She also wanted to ask him what name they should give to the child.However, his stern gaze pierced her like an arrow, shattering the words she wanted to say."Abort it."Maisie froze, a chill crawling up her spine.Without further explanation, Daniel left the room after saying those two words. Maisie stared at the tightly-closed door, as if it was the door to his heart that had never opened for her.After that, she tried for many days—crying, pleading, even kneeling in front of him without dignity. "Consider this child mine, okay? It can take my surname. I promise not to use it to threaten you. Once it's born, I'll make sure both of us disappear from your life. We won't disturb you again. Is that not acceptable?"Daniel remained unmoved.At the time, he had been facing turbulence within the company. Desp
Daniel pondered this for a moment, then picked up his phone and dialed his cousin, Spencer Quimby."Daniel?" Spencer sounded surprised. His side of the family was not heavily involved in the affairs of the group or the family. Spencer enjoyed a carefree life, knowing that the family would support them, and didn't bother paying attention to power struggles.However, Daniel's call today made him feel uneasy."Daniel... Is something wrong?"Without beating around the bush, Daniel asked directly, "Where's your car?""Oh..." Spencer was puzzled but answered truthfully, "A few cars have been sent for maintenance. I haven't gotten mine back yet... Sigh, the worker in charge of maintenance is really clumsy. I've urged him several times, but he keeps saying the spare parts haven’t arrived. Fortunately, I don't miss that particular car, so I didn't bother arguing with him!"Daniel's gaze dimmed slightly.He hung up, instructed the doctor to take good care of Maisie, and went alone to the
Both of them had done things for someone, but who was that person? Was this related to Maisie?Just then, he received a call from the hotel, informing him that Maisie had already regained consciousness. Daniel suppressed his thoughts and immediately rushed back to the hotel.Although Maisie had awakened, she still looked pale and weak. When she saw Daniel, she smiled. As he sat by her bedside and embraced her, she took a deep breath and said softly, "I'm so tired..."Daniel gently stroked her head, feeling his heart ache."I feel like I've walked a long way," Maisie murmured, as if in a dream. "The path never seemed to end, and you were always ahead. I kept shouting for you, but it seemed like you couldn't hear me. You were just ignoring me...""Silly girl." Daniel comforted her softly. "You've been under a lot of stress lately because of your writing. Sometimes I feel that the decision to bring you to Cumulus City was... perhaps a mistake."Maisie, how about we go back to Centro
"Rest a bit more." Daniel gently assisted her in lying down, stealing one last glance before finally departing.Throughout the night, Maisie tossed and turned, her head throbbing at times, and the image of the small villa in the woods appeared whenever she closed her eyes. The place Camila had taken her and the one in her dream inexplicably merged.Her heart raced, and she broke into a cold sweat. When she abruptly opened her eyes, dawn had already arrived.Reluctantly rising, she poured herself a glass of water, and at that moment, an unfamiliar number flashed on her phone.After a brief hesitation, she answered, recognizing a somewhat familiar voice."Ms. Squire, it's me.""You...""You saved me on the street the other day, and I've been looking for you."Maisie recalled the pregnant woman and nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I remember you. How are you now? Are you still in the hospital? Are you feeling better?"A moment of silence followed before a soft voice spoke. "Ms. Squire
"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"Rebecca chuckled dismissively."You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities."Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title."What truly heals everything is love!"-One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persepho
With Morpheus' involvement, the police didn't slack off and quickly found Rebecca.That day, Rebecca was preparing to escape from a small port. The boat she had found was an illegally operating one.As she was about to board, piercing sirens sounded nearby.The boat owner, enraged upon hearing the sirens, grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pushed her into the water.Rebecca screamed for help, but he roared, "I didn't expect you to be sent by the cops!""I'm not..." Rebecca choked on water. "Sir, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. As long as we reach the open sea, no one will catch you!""Dream on!" The boat owner wanted to strangle her. "Do you not understand? These sirens are from the royal guards! Who did you bitch provoke?"Rebecca was dumbfounded. Being a foreigner, she naturally didn't understand the local affairs in the Southeast Aciatic region.The police and royal guards quickly caught up, armed, and surrounded them.Rebecca turned pale and trembled all over, her gaze gr
"You had no choice on the battlefield."Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him back to light.She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved the country.""Do you really… think so?"She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country."But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"Morpheus held his head low in silence."You did well as the protector of the country," she said softly. "But as a son, you can secretly pay homage to him."Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.-Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the
"No way!" Christopher smirked, glancing at Morpheus. "To him, you're his only princess! I just got lucky for the princess carry, thanks to you!""Yeah, at least you're self-aware!" Persephone nodded, rubbing her chin."We've known each other for so long! What kind of person do you think I am?" Christopher laughed. "I can be a bit shameless at times, but..."But upon learning that the one she loved was the unbeatable god of war, he willingly stepped back, offering his blessings with a smile."Okay, okay. You two stop crowding around me!" Christopher waved his hand. "Sephy needs more rest, and I'd like to get some more sleep, too! Once we heal, let's go out and have some fun together!""You're still thinking about fun?" Morpheus' deep voice intervened with a wry smile. "With the factory explosion incident, the royal family is furious and will thoroughly investigate it. Many people will probably be coming to talk to you both in the next few days. After all, you two are the most direc
"Let's get out first!""Hey, wait..." Persephone pointed to the other side.In moments of life and death, it wasn't appropriate to laugh, but Morpheus still chuckled. The young Prince Christopher was sprawled on the floor in a very ridiculous pose, and they almost forgot about him!"Don't worry," Morpheus whispered. "I won't let anything happen to him."He had Persephone cling to his back and then carried Christopher.Christopher was a tall fellow, so it took some effort to carry them both to a safe place.Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars rushed in. Their sirens pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.The fire was soon extinguished, and Persephone and Christopher received timely treatment. Luckily, their burns weren't too severe, and even more fortunately, their faces were unharmed.When Christopher woke up, he felt bandages wrapped around his head, and his skin had a burning sensation. His heart sank, and he was almost on the verge of tears."Tell me the truth! A
There was fire everywhere. Flames rushed toward Persephone like menacing dragons. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but the searing pain coursing through her body became clearer. She struggled to get up, the agony almost unbearable.Despite several attempts, it was futile...Something was pinning her feet down, and stones kept falling on her. She couldn't even muster a shout.Many images flashed through her mind in that fleeting moment, each frame featuring Morpheus' face…She remembered the times they had spent together in Flinge, how he had initially distanced himself from her, then later had exerted every effort to protect her. She recalled how he would gently ruffle her hair and call her "silly goose"..."Morpheus, I'm afraid I might have to go first..."The fire grew fiercer, explosions resonated continuously, and she could no longer hold on.Christopher, who was nearby, wasn't any better.Amidst the roaring flames, he couldn't see anything clearly, only pulling
"No need, you can go back first." Morpheus glanced at him. "I'll wait here for her a little longer.""Prince Christopher wouldn't do anything to Ms. Hamerton...""Alfred, what are you thinking?" Morpheus couldn't help but chuckle. "I know exactly what Christopher is like, but I just want to wait here for Sephy. Christopher mentioned that she'd specifically designed these fireworks for me. Hah! I'm the useless one. I don't even dare to go inside and take a look.""Sir, don't say that.""If I wait here, will it count as accompanying her in her efforts?"Alfred nodded.Morpheus smiled and sent Alfred back. He continued waiting under the tree.The air in Southeast Aciatic was hot and humid. The shade of the banyan tree offered some relief, but it couldn't completely dispel the oppressive heat.Morpheus took a deep breath, about to move elsewhere, when he glimpsed a suspicious figure swiftly darting through the factory's side gate.The security at the side gate was lax, making it e
Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime."I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Morpheus wasn't just an ordinary person!Christopher wholeheartedly accepted his defeat to Morpheus."Then... I'd like to invite you to come over to my place for a while as a friend. That's fine, right?"-A few days later, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in the classroom."Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him breakfast. "You haven't eaten, right? Let's eat together!"Usually, Christopher would readily accept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!""What's wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn't poisoned!"Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."Persephone burst into laughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!""Uh, what?""My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you, and he said sure, just worried you wouldn't tak