Rory said with strong killing intent, “Ha, you talk big!” “Rory, how dare you?!” Mable looked fiercely at him. Rory stared back at her. His hand holding the gun could not help but tremble a little. She had never been so snappy with him. This was the first time. Surprisingly, it was for her ex-husband. “Mabes, let’s go!” Blair did not want to get entangled with Rory. He led Mable to the car. “Mable!” Rory uttered coldly. “Don’t you dare go with him!” Mable looked at Blair with trouble and looked back at Rory. Blair would definitely pester her and clash with Rory if she did not leave with him. On the other hand, Rory would not let it be if she left with Blair. They finally managed to suppress Rory’s second personality. It would be worse if it surfaced again. Mable looked at Blair and said, “Blair, why don’t you leave first? I’ll find you once I’m done here.” “Mable, this is non-negotiable!” Blair was stubborn. He would take her away today, no matter wh
Blair’s kiss knocked Mable out. When she suddenly fainted in his arms, he turned pale and immediately ordered the driver to go to the hospital. There, the doctor gave Mable a checkup. “She hasn’t been resting for the past few days, and the transaminase levels in her blood are much higher than normal. She’s overworked, sleep-deprived, and stressed. There seem to be some issues with her liver function, and the ECG shows that she has an internal injury…” Blair stood by the hospital bed and frowned as he listened to the doctor. Before Mable left Richworth, she barely rested and stayed up late every day formulating the antidote for Vortex for him. She probably did not get much rest either after coming to Fasier. While it had only been a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. As for the internal injury… Blair’s eyes filled with killing intent as he clenched his fists. … It was nighttime when Mable woke up. She opened her eyes and saw the IV drip bag hanging above her
“You want to see him? Fine, but I’ll go with you,” Blair said. Mable held her forehead and forced a laugh. “I wouldn’t dare let you two meet again. I wouldn’t know who to help if you fought!” Blair stared at her with a straight face. “You can help him if you like him!” Mable tsked. ‘Jealous much?’“I can’t be bothered talking to you. I’m going to take a shower!” Mable went to the bathroom. On the other hand, Blair walked to the balcony and called Arthur. “Look into Rory Hammond’s background. I want some results tomorrow morning.” “Understood, Master Blair.” After hanging up, Blair looked at the night sky with a ruthless glint in his eyes. All of a sudden, a ringtone came from the living room. Blair walked over to find that Mable’s phone was ringing. He picked it up and saw the caller ID—Rorr. ‘A nickname. ‘She saved my contact with my full name, whereas she used Rory’s nickname for his…’ Blair squeezed the phone tightly and answered the call after a moment
‘Whose adorable kid is this?!’ Mable could not help but look a few more times. Perhaps sensing someone was looking at him, the little boy turned to look at her. Both were stunned when their eyes met. Mable’s heart tightened without reason, as if she was deeply touched. She stared at the boy’s eyes. Somehow, they looked especially familiar. It was as though she had seen them before. Arthur looked at the boy and remarked, “The boy has Master Blair’s eyes.” No wonder Mable thought they seemed familiar. Upon closer look, she realized that the boy’s eyes were indeed similar to that of Blair. The boy was unsupervised and by himself. Mable walked over after some thought and kneeled beside him. “Kid, why are you here alone? Where are your mom and dad?” The boy stared at her and pursed his lips without saying anything. “Hm?” Mable asked the boy again. The boy still kept quiet, but his eyes suddenly turned red. “Hey, don’t cry, don’t cry. Did you lose them? I’ll hel
Spike nodded. “Okay. Let’s go there, but it’s quite far,” Mable said. Then, she said to Arthur, “Arthur, please get us some cookies, bread, and drinks from the convenience store next door.” The cafe was quite far from where they were and would take close to an hour. So, Mable wanted to prepare some snacks for Spike in case he got hungry along the way. Arthur nodded and opened the car door. “Okay. Get in the car first. I’ll be back in a while.” As Mable carried Spike into the car, he kissed her face. He held up his phone to show her what he just typed: [Thank you, auntie. I like you, pretty auntie.] There was even a cute hugging emoticon at the end of the sentence. Mable felt her heart melt. She caressed Spike’s head. “You’re welcome. I quite like you, too.” For some reason, she felt Spike was well-behaved and adorable since she first saw him. She could not help but want to hug him and get close to him. … Meanwhile, Hurlingham Club. It was quiet and bright in th
“Mr. Fowler, you must be joking. Mabes and I have known each other for over a decade. We’re so close that we can understand each other’s feelings with a glance. How can you say I’m an outsider?”Rory took a sip of wine and looked disdainfully and coldly at Blair. “On the contrary, she married you when she lost her memory and divorced you immediately after she regained it. That seems like she doesn’t have feelings for you.” Blair sat with his knees together, emotionless. “I was the one who asked for the divorce.” Rory frowned slightly and sneered. “In that case, why are you pestering her? “There’s a saying that a qualified ex should be as good as dead.” Blair frowned. He recalled Mable saying the same thing. He looked coldly at Rory and responded, “I’m not a qualified ex, so I’m pursuing her again now.” “Pursuing her?” Rory looked teasingly at Blair. “Mr. Fowler, given your conditions, you can have any beauty you want. Why waste time going after an ex?” Blair stared a
“Grand Vin de Château Latour.” Blair did not need to drink the red wine to recognize it came from Château Latour, the world’s top winery. It was at least 20 years old. Rory finished his wine in one go and asked with a smile, “Mr. Fowler, are you afraid I’ll poison you?” Blair swirled his glass and answered, “I’m injured. Mabes won’t let me drink.” Rory sized him up. He could not see where exactly he was injured. Nonetheless, he felt a little jealous after hearing that. “I didn’t think she’d be so concerned about her ex-husband.” Blair looked at the time and stood up. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.” “Since you’ve come, why don’t we have some fun?” Rory lazily stood up and suggested, “There’s a shooting range downstairs. How about you show me what you can do?” Blair looked askance at him and narrowed his dark eyes slowly before saying, “Sure.” … Steiff Teddy Bear’s kids' cafe. When Mable brought Spike inside, as they were both attractive,
Smack!Spike slammed the menu on the table with force and glared at the waitress. Mable and Arthur were both stunned by his sudden action. Why did the soft and adorable boy suddenly get angry? Mable was about to speak when Spike typed something on the phone. He showed it to the waitress: [He’s not my dad!] The waitress saw it and instantly understood that she was mistaken. She immediately bowed and apologized, “I’m so sorry. I thought you were a family.” Only then did Mable realize Spike was mad that the waitress said Arthur was his dad. ‘Why wasn’t he angry when the waitress misunderstood me as his mom? ‘Who knows?’ To prevent further misunderstanding, Mable said, “We’re his aunt and uncle.” The waitress was rather surprised as she thought Mable and Spike looked quite like mother and son. Spike hugged Mable’s arm and looked pitifully at her. Mable touched his face and said, “Be good, Spike. Let’s eat first, okay? We’ll go find your mom and dad after that.” S