Sherry glanced at John. John nudged his chin at the dining table. “I put the receipt over there.” Sherry returned a look at him before approaching the dining table and helping Madam Stockton with the bowl of soup. John rose as well and approached the dining table. Madam Stockton turned to Queenie and Caprice. "Queenie, Caprice, it's time for lunch.” Caprice cried out “Okay!” brightly and led Queenie over to the dining table. They had a wonderful lunch. After the meal. Madam Stockton put down her utensils, then she turned to Sherry and John to announce, "John, Sherry, I’ll be leaving with Queenie later.” Sherry was caught off guard by this. Why the rush? Then again, John's condition was relatively stable now, so there was no longer an urgent need for them to be here. John nodded. “Alright, I'll have Jason send you two off." Madam Stockton nodded briefly. Sherry volunteered. "I don’t have anything planned, why don’t I take you two to the airport wit
”Please, I’m the reason things turned out this way.” Carl took a breath before adding, “Besides, I’m not doing this for you.” Something stirred in John’s eyes. “Then I shall thank you in place of Sherry.” Carl bit down on his lip. After a somber silence, he looked at John again. The previous nonchalant look in his eyes had grown standoffish and guarded. He declared without warning, “Master Stockton, even though Sherry chose to be with you, I still consider her as close as family. You’d better not mistreat her in the future or else I won’t go easy on you. Mark my words!” John zipped his lips into a thin smile and assured him. “That won’t happen.” "I sure hope it won't." Carl straightened himself. “Also, thanks for the tipoff about Ron.” With that, he stepped out of the apartment, shutting the door behind him. John smiled and took a sip of his tea. … Meanwhile, Jason had safely transported Sherry, Madam Stockton, and Queenie to the airport. Madam Stockton
She clearly remembered the flower was different when she sent Queenie and Madam Stockton out. John went silent for a moment. “Someone came to visit and brought flowers.” “Who?” “Someone you don’t know,” he said plainly. “Oh.” It was probably his contact in Coastrock that she did not know of. Sherry was not overly bothered. She walked to Caprice’s side and sat down. Caprice suddenly said, “Daddy, I want to video-call Liam.” Sherry was slightly surprised. John took his phone out. He checked the time to make sure Liam was free before he pulled up Liam’s contact number. He then passed his phone to Caprice. “Here.” “Yay!” Caprice took his phone and sat down on the couch. She shuffled her way to the side and video-called Liam. The girl was just a few meters away. Sherry could see the girl’s wide grin and cheeks puffed when she called Liam’s name on the screen, “Liam!” She was over the moon. Sherry could not help but giggle at her adorable daughter. It was then she s
Her heart raced out of control. It took her a while to recover and avert her gaze. She said, “Stop trying to trick me.” The Stockton Corporation was a lot younger than the Sagers Corporation since John only started building it in Glenchester a few years ago. However, under his leadership, the company grew rapidly and exceeded the Sagers in terms of expansion and overall strength. The company’s potential for future growth was immeasurable. Besides, John invested a lot of effort in the company. Would he really be willing to give her the entire company? “I will give it to you if you want it,” he said. Sherry’s eyes flickered. “I’m doing good here.” As soon as her words subsided, his slender fingers lifted her chin. He delicately turned her face to him. He wore a bewitching smile on his face and his eyes looked gentle. “Sherry, I’m being serious here.” Sherry’s eyes gleamed again. “I didn’t say you were lying.” “Then, are you willing to say yes?” He looked into her eyes.
Liam’s cool voice came from the phone. “I’ll show you again.” Caprice nodded happily. The two of them only spoke twice in the past five minutes. The topic was a mystery. However, Caprice’s lips were curled all the way, and she was really enjoying herself. Noticing something out of the blue, Sherry looked at John. “Has Caprice been calling Liam often?” “Yeah.” Sherry narrowed her eyes. Liam was a cool boy. He never really got close to people other than his family, yet he had the patience to deal with Caprice’s affection. Caprice was a strange girl as well. In terms of appearance, Liam was indeed handsome, but his younger brother, Flint, was just as good-looking and had a brighter personality. Flint was also around the same age as Caprice, yet the girl did not even bat an eyelid at him. She just loved to be around Liam or stare at him through the screen. Sherry found it baffling. “Odell called me a while ago,” John said all of a sudden. Sherry asked, “What was it
Her charming eyes looked pure, unlike the women he saw in nightclubs. She would never oversell her looks and treated people with sincerity. She had strong perseverance and a heart of gold, which played a key role in winning the clients' hearts to secure the projects. She was good at drinking as well. She once had a drinking competition with a client in an after-work meeting, and the client was knocked out cold. She was unlike other women that he met. After she came into his life, he stopped going to nightclubs and severed all ties with the women that he slept with. It had been a few years since they first met. Even though there were still people who called him a playboy, he had never touched a woman since the first day of knowing her. It was not because he did not want to have women in his company, but other than Sherry, no other females were able to match his standards anymore. He really liked her. In contrast, Sherry’s image of him never changed since day one. He rema
When Carl finally cleared his mind, he went into the study, which he seldom entered. He turned on the computer and started to go through the stack of documents by the side. If he could improve himself, maybe Sherry might look at him differently in the future and fall for him. Besides, with past experience, Sherry might not stay married to John forever. They might really get another divorce someday. As long as he improved himself and gained the capabilities to rival John, he might stand a chance to win her back. …Later that night in Sherry’s apartment, Sherry played around with Caprice after dinner. She then bathed the girl and put her into bed. After Caprice was finally asleep, she went out to the living room and saw John reading on the couch. “Stop reading. Go take a bath.” He was still recovering, so sufficient rest was important. She did not want him to be the last to shower. John smiled. “Okay.” He went into the bathroom. Sherry sat by the bed and watched Capric
Sherry had forgotten that the man had OCD. Ten years ago, when she lived with him in a cheap apartment, the man bought three pairs of socks for ten dollars and washed them before he wore them. Annoyed, Sherry asked, “Then, what do you want?” “I don’t know. What do you suggest?” Sherry bolted up to him, glared at him, and said, “If you don’t come up with a way, you are sleeping outside tonight!” John pursed his lips. “Fine with me.” He then walked past her and headed to the door. As he moved past her, Sherry saw the scar on his back. He had recovered from the stab, but it left a scar on his body. Her heart clenched all of a sudden. “Hold on!” He stopped and turned around to her. “Come over here.” He returned.Sherry then opened the closet where she kept her pajamas. Other than sleeping dresses, she had some oversized pajamas as well. Even though they might not be suitable, he should be able to fit in them. Sherry pointed at her pajamas. “See if you can fit in any
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