Caprice lifted her plump face and hummed a reply. Maybe because the girl was hungry, she did not even need Sherry to carry her to the table. She crawled out of the couch, waddled her way to John, and reached out to him with her arms open, asking him to carry her up. John carried her up and placed her on the baby chair. Sherry sat down at the table. Similar to Caprice, she picked up the cutlery and started eating. After a silent meal, Caprice continued watching cartoons before she yawned. Sherry carried the girl into the room. “Caprice, take a nap if you are sleepy.” Caprice refused to let go of her mother despite the fact that she could barely keep her eyes open. She grumbled, “Caprice wants to sleep with Mommy.” Sherry smiled. “Okay.” She got onto the bed with the girl and hummed her a lullaby. A while later, Caprice fell asleep soundly. Sherry laid down for a little longer before she tucked the girl in and got off the bed. She changed out of her dress from the e
His thin lips moved and said, “I was wrong. It was my fault for blaming you.” Sherry’s rage was ignited by his words. She lost control of her emotions and shouted, “I don’t want to hear any of this! Get the hell out of my face!” Even after she shouted at him, John showed no intention of moving. Sherry pushed him. She wanted to shove him to the side, but he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms. He curled his arms around her and hugged her tightly. Sherry struggled as hard as she could while she felt like she was being pierced by a thousand needles. She hated being so intimate with him. “Let me go!” she shouted. He hugged her as tight as he could and said in a small voice in her ear, “Sherry, I’ve learned the truth about what happened nine years ago. I’m sorry. I was wrong. I mistreated you for all these years.” His expression grew bitter as he apologized. Sherry froze before she uncontrollably scoffed. She had forgotten about nine years ago if he did not
Things went silent for a moment. John looked at her with teary eyes. He forced his lips to curl and then asked, “What about Caprice? Are you going to abandon her?” Sherry’s eyes teared up. She averted his questioning gaze immediately and inhaled deeply to regulate her emotions. “I’ll just pretend I never gave birth to her.” With her capabilities, she could never get Caprice’s custody from John. Besides, Caprice had been living with John since her birth, and she relied on him a lot more. Sherry had to cut ties with her previous marriage once and for all because it was her only option. “Hmph…” John scoffed helplessly as he choked on his emotions. He never thought she would reject him so resolutely. He was at a loss for words. Sherry frowned heavily. She endured the stinging pain in her chest and said, “Move.” “Fine…” John finally moved from the door. Right when she was about to turn the handle, she heard whimpers from behind her. Sherry’s heart clenched as she turned
Sherry called him, “Explain it to Caprice now!” Not only did John lose focus, but he even turned a deaf ear to her. He simply stood there, petrified. Bastard! Caprice cried even louder. Sherry had never seen the girl cry this fiercely. She was afraid that the crying would affect the girl’s health. She carried the girl to the couch and patted her back, trying to console her. “Caprice, I want you to listen to me carefully. Even if Mommy and Daddy are separated, I will still go see you whenever I can. I guarantee you that I won’t leave you.” “Sniff…” The girl paused her crying and stared at her mother with bloodshot eyes. “Will you come to see me everyday?” Sherry pursed her lips in silence. After the divorce, she would probably stay in Coastrock and continue her career. The best she could do was fly over to Glenchester once a week to visit the girl. It was unrealistic and impossible to see the girl everyday. Caprice took her silence as a denial and started crying again.
Sherry glared at John. If her eyes could fire lasers, John would have been punctured with numerous holes by now. She swallowed the rage in her breath and went back to coaxing Caprice, “No, that’s not what this is, Mommy only wants to go to them to talk about something.” "What do you guys want to talk about?" John asked sharply. Caprice was still sobbing. Sherry was running out of options. She took a deep breath and confessed, "I was never with Carl. Our engagement was a ruse this entire time.” John seemed intrigued by this. Caprice suddenly stopped sobbing. She caught her breath and asked in a tone of complete naivety, “What’s a ruse?” Sherry heaved a sigh of relief and answered, “It means that you’re putting on an act for others. We want people to think that I’m with Uncle Carl when in reality, nothing is happening between us at all.” Caprice only heard the part where they were not together and immediately lit up. “Why are you two acting?” Sherry answered
Caprice was feeling much better by now except her eyes were still swollen from crying just now. She spoke out, "Mommy, I want to go with you." It was impossible to refuse her when she pleaded so sincerely. Sherry smiled and gave in. “Okay.” Besides, Lisa and Carl were not dangerous. With that, she got out of the car and went to the other side to get Caprice, taking her into her arms. Caprice made sure to turn to her father who was waiting inside the car, “Bye-bye, Daddy.” John leaned lazily against the seat of the car and smiled. “See you.” Then, he cast a gentle gaze toward Sherry. "Go on, I'll wait for you here.” Sherry merely shot a look at him, then he ignored him. She promptly took Caprice into Lisa's house with her. As soon as they stepped past the entrance, Carl came rushing out toward them from the living room. He went toward Sherry and looked at her from head to toe to ensure she was fine. Only then did he manage to calm himself. Then, he turned to C
Lisa glanced at Carl who had been staring at Sherry silently the entire time. After a momentary silence, she asked Sherry, “What’s the situation between you and Master Stockton right now? Since you’re divorced, why did he come all the way here to Coastrock to meet you?” Sherry turned to Caprice. The child was getting sleepy by now and was beginning to doze off in Lisa’s arms. She would be drifting off to sleep soon. Sherry whispered, "I haven't divorced him yet." Lisa was shocked by this. Carl was just as taken aback, and he was visibly disturbed by this. A stagnant silence fell upon them, until Lisa expressed somberly, “So, that’s why…” That explained John’s antics during the engagement ceremony and why he had taken advantage of Aiden to further his agenda. The two were not divorced yet. Lisa recalled the pictures of Sherry and John that Aiden had cast on the screen during the engagement ceremony and asked suspiciously, “If you two are not divorced, why does
Sherry only needed to gaze at Caprice’s peacefully asleep expression to reaffirm her decision, "As long as Caprice is happy, I’m happy." Something darkened in Carl’s eyes, and he found his fists clenching subconsciously. "But even if you divorced John, you could still be Caprice's mother, nothing is stopping you from visiting her—“ Bang! Suddenly, they heard the loud thud of a car door being slammed shut. Carl was jolted by this and began tensing up. Sherry turned around warily, only to meet the man who had originally promised to sit still in the car and wait for her and Caprice. The man was now walking over with a faint smile hanging on his lips. He approached Sherry and shot a look at Carl. "Young Master Sager, you're trying to persuade a mother to get divorced from her husband right in the presence of their daughter. That doesn’t seem very appropriate to me.” Carl had an adverse reaction to this and stated crossly, “Sherry is a close friend of mine. Of course, I
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