”Mabes…”Blair raised his head to look at Mable. He gazed at her quietly before asking, “Will you always love me?”Mable was surprised. Here she was, wondering what he wanted to say, and it turned out to be this.“Not necessarily. What if you stop loving me in the future and treat me badly? I’d— Mmph!”Before Mable could finish speaking, Blair covered her mouth.“Mabes, there is no ‘what if’. I love you. I will always love and want only you, Mable Jefferson.”Blair embraced her and kissed her lips, sucking and biting gently.Mable kissed him back, replying with a smile, “Then I’ll always love only you, too.”“Mabes…”Blair picked Mable up in a princess carry and walked towards the bed.He put her down gently on the soft bed, and clothes fell to the floor, one by one.Both hers and his.“Ah!”He had hurt Mable.Blair took Mable’s hand, intertwining their fingers. “Mabes… I’m sorry…”‘Forgive me…’‘You’re the treasure I lost but regained, the love I cannot part with, and
Mable’s eyes lit up. “Hubert? That has a pretty good meaning.”She hugged Spike and said, “Baby, your official name will be Hubert Fowler from now on.”Stunned, Blair looked at Mable.He thought she would have Spike take her surname.Spike stared at his mother, frowning slightly as he mouthed, “Why can’t I take your surname, Mommy?”He was Mommy’s child, so he should take Mommy’s surname.Mable scratched her head, patiently explaining, “Baby, under normal circumstances, children take their daddies’ surnames. Now that Mommy and Uncle Blair are married, we’re a family, and according to the law, he’s your daddy. So, you have to take his surname.”The way Spike addressed Blair had always been Uncle Blair.Both Blair and Mable thought it was better to let nature take its course when it came to changing how Spike addressed Blair.Blair looked at Spike and took his hand, leading him to stand before him. “I’m sorry, Spike. I did a lot of things wrong in the past and hurt you and your
Arthur looked at the hand Tracey shook off, unable to react immediately.Tracey had never spoken harshly to him before.With a cold expression tinted with anger, Tracey said, “You can say whatever it is the next time!”After she finished saying that, she walked towards her car without looking back.Arthur watched Tracey go, frozen. His heart felt like it had been stabbed with a knife.It turned out that the difference between when love was and was not present could be so big.Tracey started her car and glanced at Arthur, who was still frozen to the spot in the rearview mirror. Her red lips curled, ignoring him.She drove to Azure. Since it was Henry’s birthday today, he had booked the top floor of the restaurant to treat her to dinner.Taking the elevator upstairs, she saw that it was decorated for a high-profile and eye-catching proposal and tsk-ed.“Henry Morse, you didn’t have to be so dramatic.” Tracey looked at Henry, who was dressed in a black suit.It was just a birthd
Tracey immediately put down her utensils and went to sit beside Henry when she heard that.Henry picked up the video call and greeted his mother with a smile. “Mom.”On the other end of the call, Mrs. Morse was all smiles. “Have you eaten yet, Henry?”“Trace and I are at the restaurant having dinner right now.”As he spoke, he turned the camera so his mother could see Tracey sitting beside him.Tracey smiled graciously. “Hello, Mrs. Morse.”Mrs. Morse smiled from ear to ear when she saw Tracey. “Trace, get Henry to order whatever you like. Don’t think about losing weight. You’re already so thin! Come by when you’re free, and I’ll make you some good food.”Tracey nodded and kept smiling as she said, “Okay. Thanks, Mrs. Morse.”“You guys can continue eating. I won’t disturb you any longer!”“Mom, I—”Henry was about to say something, but he was mercilessly hung up on.He stared at his phone speechlessly.It was obvious his mother called just to talk to Tracey, but it was his
Room 909, Hotel Intercontinental.After Tracey finished texting Arthur, she looked at Henry, who was sitting on the floor committing a slaughter in his game. She asked, “Do you think he’ll come, Henry?”“He definitely will, but the most important thing is what he’ll say after he does.”Tracey sat cross-legged on the sofa with a distressed look. “What if he doesn’t say anything and just leaves after he gives me the stuff?”“You can give up then. He feels nothing for you!”Tracey was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.Forget it. She had already sent the text, so it was too late, even if she regretted it.Tracey got up and headed to the bedroom to change. Not long after, she walked out wearing a bathrobe provided by the hotel.“Hurry up and change!” She urged Henry.“Coming!”Henry finished playing his game and had just stood up when the doorbell rang.The two looked at each other. “So fast?”Tracey took two deep breaths, trying her best not to look
“Who said I’m not?! I’m—”“That’s enough!”Howard was not in the mood for Henry’s nonsense. He reminded him, “Since your relationship with Miss Fowler isn’t real, you shouldn’t do things you shouldn’t! Don’t blame me for not reminding you. Blair Fowler and Mable aren’t pushovers. If you dare to take advantage of Miss Fowler, you’ll get what’s coming when the time comes!”Henry scowled fiercely and was about to say something when the door that had not been closed was suddenly pushed open from the outside.Howard looked back and immediately recognized the person standing at the door. It was Blair Fowler’s bodyguard, Arthur Marshall.Did Blair know Tracey was here with his brother and had come to catch them?“Arthur…” Tracey looked at Arthur, quickly sweeping a look over his empty hands.He had not brought anything!Arthur looked at the Morse brothers standing in the hallway, then passed them to Tracey, sitting in a robe on the sofa.His originally grim expression darkened even f
One of the police officers said, “We received a tip-off that illegal activities were taking place here. Please come with us to have a chat down at the station.”Tracey was shocked.Howard was speechless.Henry, on the other hand, was exclaiming internally, ‘For fuck’s sake, Marshall!’…At the police station.After the police did some investigation and the three did a lot of explaining, half the night had passed by the time Tracey and the Morse brothers walked out of the police station.Howard wore a cold expression the whole time, wishing he could kick his useless little brother down and grind him into the floor.Tracey’s car was still parked in the hotel parking lot, so Howard said, “Miss Fowler, I’ll send you back.”He did not feel comfortable letting her take a taxi back this late at night.“Alright.”Tracey got into the car, listless.Henry sat in the passenger’s seat and looked back at Tracey, saying in a consoling manner, “Tracey, although Arthur may have reported us
Arthur had lost to Tracey. He could not just watch her get together with another man.Just the thought of her kissing someone else drove him crazy with jealousy and made him feel like killing someone.“Tracey…”Tracey finally managed to push him away, tears streaming down her face. “Bastard! Who said you could kiss me? What right do you have?”She cried while kicking him as hard as she could.Arthur stood there unmoving, allowing her to vent her anger.As Tracey vented her feelings, she got more distressed the more she cried. “Didn’t you leave? Why did you follow me then? I’m telling you, Arthur Marshall—even if I’m unchaste, you don’t have the right to force yourself on me!”She was wearing heels and almost fell accidentally.Arthur hurriedly caught her, pulling her into his arms while he was at it. “I’m sorry, Tracey. I shouldn’t have said that.”He knew she was not like that. He must have misunderstood the situation earlier and regretted it immediately after he said those