Mable was nervous, and she had been hiding it behind a stoic face. Blair held Mable’s hand and planted a kiss on the back of her hand before speaking in a shaky voice, “Anthony didn’t lie to you, Mabes. “It’s true. The man from six years ago was me. Spike is our son. “I’m sorry, Mabes. I hurt you…” Blair closed his eyes, unable to find the heart to look at her expression. He knew how much she hated the man. Mable lived in agony, had a birth before marriage, and nearly killed herself from depression. He was the source of all her pain. Blair turned pale, breaking out in a cold sweat when he remembered the things she shared with him. The amiable glow in Mable’s eyes dimmed as the last ounce of hope she carried for him was gone. She stared at Blair in despair, and tears streamed down her cheeks. “Why?” Looking into Blair’s eyes, Mable murmured, “Why must you do that to me, Blair?“Why couldn’t you lie to me? You know I will believe you even when you lie.” Blair
Mable looked at the man while holding the gun shakily. She was anguished. If she remembered correctly, this was the second time Blair had pleaded with her. Once, she plunged a surgical knife into his chest, and he said he could give his life to her. All he asked for in return was a bit of love from her. Now, he handed her a gun and begged her not to leave him, and he was willing to die for it. He had hurt her deeply and caused her suffering. He had no right to beg her not to leave him. Blair stared at Mable, his eyes tender. He uttered, “Don’t ever forget that I love you, Mabes.” … ‘I love you, Mabes…’‘I love you, Mabes. You’re the only one for me!’‘I love you, Mabes. I will love you forever.’ ‘I love you. Even if you deserve to die, and the world stands against you, I will always be in your corner and wage war on the world. Unless I die, I won’t let you leave me, no matter what.’ …As her mind wandered back to Blair’s love declarations, Mable was filled with he
Mable was drenched in sweat, clothes clung to her skin, and her hair damp. She was pale.She heard Spike’s voice. Mable turned to Blair and said weakly, “Don’t let Spike see me like this.” It would scare the boy. Blair held Mable’s hand like she was a fragile doll. “Okay.” He turned to Tracey. “Go and check on Spike, Tracey.” Tracey wiped away her tears. “Alright, Blair. Don’t worry, Mabes. I will take good care of Spike.” Mable said, “The doctor can leave.” Blair dismissed the doctor with a look. Soon, Mable and Blairs were the only ones in the bedroom. Blair murmured, “I’ll help you change into a fresh pair of clothes, okay?” Her clothes were soaked in sweat. “I’m fine.” Feeling a pang in his heart, Blair paused. “I’ll get Aunt Grace to help you.” Mable withdrew hands from Blair’s grasp and closed her eyes. “You should leave, Blair. I want to be alone for now. I will change later.” Her mind was all over the place, and she needed a moment to herself to gat
In Royal View Villa.At night, Tracey finally managed to coax Spike to sleep.She left the children’s room and walked to Blair, who was still standing at the bedroom door.“Blair, go downstairs and eat something. I’ll keep watch here.”Tracey still could not figure out what had happened.Why did Mable’s poison suddenly act up?Why did they quarrel? Considering their strong relationship, what exactly happened?Tracey wanted to call Solomon to ask, but he was busy and had only said it was a long story before hanging up.“I’m not hungry.”Blair looked at Tracey and said, “Go in and check if Mabes is asleep.”“Oh, okay.”Tracey entered the bedroom and soon came back out.“She’s asleep.”Blair nodded. She did not want to see her, so he only dared to enter after she fell asleep.Tracey stood at the door, watching her brother sit by the bed and carefully hold Mable’s hand with an affectionate expression.Tracey quietly closed the door, not wanting to disturb them.She went dow
‘Trace, I’ll protect you with my life.’...The next day, Mable opened her eyes to see Blair sitting by the bed.He must not have slept the whole night. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a bit haggard.Even so, his eyes instantly regained their radiance when he saw her wake up, not revealing a trace of fatigue in front of her.Blair held her hand and asked carefully, “Mabes, how do you feel?”Mable opened her mouth, her throat dry. “I’m fine...”The pain had subsided after twenty-four hours.Blair wanted to help her sit up, but she avoided him.She propped herself up with her arms, grabbed the glass by the headboard, and took a sip.Blair watched her while lowering his hand helplessly. He asked in a soft voice, “Do you want to eat something? I’ll have breakfast sent up...”“I don’t want to see you, Blair.” Mable interrupted his words, her voice devoid of any warmth.Rather than not wanting to see him, she was afraid to see him.That was because every time she saw him,
Blair extinguished the cigarette butt and stood up. “How are things with Kyle and Solomon?”Amos said, “I just called and confirmed with them. Everything is fine.”Blair nodded. “Let’s go.”“Blair!”Tracey stopped him. Her intuition told her that they were about to do something very dangerous.Blair paused and looked at Tracey. “If... If Mabes asks where I went, tell her I’m on a business trip.”Even though the likelihood of her asking about him was small...Tracey hesitated but finally nodded. “Okay... Be careful.”...After Blair left, Tracey was about to go to the bedroom to check on Mable when she saw the latter coming out.“Mabes, are you okay?” Tracey hurried over to support her.“Yeah, I’m much better now.”“Mommy!”Spike ran over with his short legs, his little face full of worry.He had been worried about his mother all day yesterday. However, Blair and Tracey did not let him go in to see her, saying that she was resting...Mable crouched down to hug Spike, her
How did he get involved with Stephen?“Are you... working for Stephen?” Anthony asked.Wilbur glanced at him disdainfully. “No!”He worked for no one!His relationship with Stephen was just a cooperation. They each took what they needed.Robert said politely, “In any case, thank you for saving our boss, Mr. Wilbur.”Wilbur said indifferently, “I owed Stephen a favor, so now we’re even.”In fact, it was Stephen who owed him now.Wilbur walked over to the bed, looked at Anthony’s complexion, and took his pulse.Then, he said with a cold tone, “You’re fine now. You just need to rest for a few days.”“Will there be any aftereffects?” Robert asked.After all, the bullet was so close to the heart...Wilbur looked at Robert arrogantly and narrowed his eyes. “Are you questioning my medical skills?”To him, this was just a minor injury. He could perform surgery to save someone’s life with his eyes closed.Robert stiffened and quickly said, “Of course not.”Wilbur snorted coldly a
Marissa saw Robert raise his gun and paled with fright, stammering, “Don’t! Anthony, I belong to Stephen. You… You can’t kill me!”At that moment, Marissa finally realized how foolish she was.Why did she have to provoke Anthony without Stephen by her side? Anthony could kill her with a wave of his hand.She underestimated Anthony.Marissa stumbled back in panic, hitting a chair with her calf and falling to the ground with a thump. She cried and begged, “Anthony, don’t... Don’t kill me...”Robert looked at Marissa, his eyes full of annoyance. For the first time, he felt that Stephen’s taste in women sucked. How could such a lousy woman gain his favor?“Heh.”Anthony chuckled lightly. Marissa truly was far inferior to Mable.“Boss.” Robert looked at Marissa, silently asking if he should really take action.Anthony lay on the bed, his expression indifferent as he said, “Marissa, your life lies in my hands now.”Marissa swallowed, not daring to make any reckless moves.Anthony