Thud.She crashed into his arms at once.The strong smell of alcohol mixed with his breath rushed into her nostrils.Sherry subconsciously pushed him away.John pinned her hands behind her back, cupped her chin, and said, "I'll be leaving town at dawn and will be back in about three days."'He's leaving for three days?'Does that mean I won't have to see him for these three days?'Sherry was unable to control the excitement that appeared on her face.John's eyes darkened."Are you that happy?" he asked.She quickly restrained her joy and replied, "It's none of my business whether or not you go on a business trip. What do I have to be happy about?""Heh, that's right. You're only my bed warmer anyway.""...Hah." Sherry swallowed her anger and mimicked his smile. "That's right. You're so bad in bed that if I wasn't your bed warmer, you would've been kicked out a long time ago."Under the light, the smile lurking at the corner of his mouth instantly disappeared.However, in
The shuttle car went at a gentle speed so the passengers could appreciate the scenery and buildings on both sides of the road.After passing through the front garden, they arrived at one of the traditional courtyards in the back.Shannon had never seen such exquisite garden villas and could not help but look around. However, she only looked out of the corner of her eyes, lest she give Julie the impression that she was ignorant.Julie sat beside her and looked at her face. Before long, she began to introduce the courtyards to Shannon."This one is specially provided for guests to stay.""This one is to store miscellaneous items.""The one inside is Queenie's residence.""..."Following Julie’s descriptions, Shannon looked at the courtyards and occasionally responded politely.Then, the car drove to a courtyard where around four to five bodyguards had been stationed at the door.Julie's soft introduction stopped for a moment.Shannon also looked at her in confusion, only to se
The maid put the tray in front of Sherry and muttered, "Hurry up and eat. Don't let anyone find out."Sherry quickly lifted the lid of the teapot and teacup.In the teapot were two large and juicy drumsticks, and the teacup was filled with freshly squeezed orange juice."Baby, I love you to death!" Sherry threw a wink to the maid and picked up the drumstick to gnaw on it.The spicy drumstick and the sweet and sour orange juice were simply heavenly to her taste buds.However, just as she was indulging in the food, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.Sherry froze."Hide the drumstick. I'll go check," the maid said warily and ran to the door.Sherry continued to bite into the drumstick.John had gone out on a business trip, and the task of the bodyguards outside the door was to watch her so she did not leave the courtyard. Thus, even if they saw her secretly eating a drumstick, they would not go so far as to snitch on John.As soon as she had that thought, the door su
Shannon's face turned ashen again.After a long time, she raised her chin and looked at Sherry with cold contempt and disdain. "I thought you just didn't want to go home. I didn't expect you to act so lowly. You ran here to be Master Stockton's lover?"If Sherry and John got back together, John would not choose another wife. Thus, Sherry was only here as his lover.Sherry took a sip of orange juice and ignored her.Shannon glared at her. "Sherry Fowler, I'm about to get married to Master Stockton soon. If you don't want people to know that you interfered in your sister's marriage, get the hell out of here and stop staying here!""You should say that to John, not me." Sherry glanced at the bodyguards outside the door. "See those bodyguards? John stationed them here to watch me."Shannon was shocked. "You mean, you're being held here by Master Stockton?""Yep. If you don't believe me, just ask those bodyguards or Julie. She knows too."Shannon glared at her coldly.Sherry starte
Julie replied, "I just sent her off.""Did she see Sherry?""Yes.""What was her reaction?""Her first reaction was very angry, and she even called Sherry by her full name. Then, she went to the courtyard and talked alone to Sherry for a while. I don't know what they said, but she had a sad face when she came out.""She knows that it's John who locked Sherry up, right?""Yes."Madam Stockton sneered. "She found out that her sister is being locked up in her fiancé's house, but she's only feeling sorry for herself. If she has any sense of family honor and self-respect, she won't want to marry John anymore."Julie smiled. "You're right.""It's all thanks to you having this great idea. You've worked hard today. Queenie and I will come back now, and the driver will take you out shopping later. You can buy whatever you want. Don't hold back on my account."Julie hurriedly said, "Mom, I just want to share your burden. You don't have to be so polite to me."Madam Stockton laughed. "
Night fell.At the Stockton family villa.The maid brought dinner to Sherry on time.It was oatmeal, some toast, and pickles.Although it was plain and shabby, it was better than no food.Sherry ate until not a single crumb was left and finished everything.Then, she continued to embroider.Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps outside.It was accompanied by the sound of bells.Soon, Queenie walked in.She wore a fairy-like pink dress. There was a necklace full of diamonds around her neck, and several pure gold bell earrings and bracelets on her ears and hands.In addition, she also wore two glittering gold hairpins on her head.Each of those items was exquisite, but when so many were worn at once on Queenie's body, Sherry felt like it looked incredibly gaudy.However, Queenie acted like she was flaunting."Pfft." Sherry really wanted to laugh.Queenie instantly glared at her. "Sherry Fowler, what are you laughing at?""I'm laughing at you."Queenie continue
Sherry threaded the needle through the cloth, ignoring Queenie."Sherry Fowler, are you deaf?" Queenie yelled.Her voice was so shrill that it ran in Sherry's ears.Sherry immediately used her finger to pick her ear.Queenie was about to charge at Sherry in anger, but at that moment, Julie hurriedly walked in from the door."Queenie, what are you doing here?" She hurriedly pulled Queenie and said in a pleasant voice, "Ms. Fowler is busy. Let's not disturb her here. It's getting late now, so go back and rest."Queenie was still angry with Sherry and shook Julie's hand off, rushing to Sherry's side.However, before she could raise her hand, she saw the pattern that Sherry was embroidering.The pattern was crooked, and the lines of the embroidery were also a mess.Queenie instantly burst into laughter. "Hahaha! What’s that thing you're embroidering?""A butterfly," Sherry responded without changing her expression.Queenie's throat choked.Sherry held up the embroidery again an
Queenie grunted. “That b*tch got it upon herself. When I get my hands on her, I’ll rip that mouth off her face!” Julie smiled in silence. They soon arrived at the front yard of Queenie’s place. Queenie said, “We’re here. Thank you, Julie. You go home and get some rest.” “Yeah. You too.” “Take care.” Queenie got out and hopped toward the door. The bell on her rang clearly in the night. As Queenie’s figure disappeared into the house, Julie scoffed and said, “Fool.” Julie then returned to her own place. She dismissed the servants as soon as she came in and stayed alone in the living room. She pulled her phone out and called the contact she labeled “Brother”. The dial tone went on for a few seconds before the call got through. “Brother, I hope I’m not disturbing your work by calling you at this hour,” she said. John’s warm voice came through the phone. “No. I’m already resting in the hotel. What is it?” “Today…” Julie paused. “What about today?” “Shannon vi
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t