The atmosphere on the table was silent. Clarissa had been quietly eating, with no expression on her face. After a while, she put down the cutlery and said nonchalantly, "I'm full. Please enjoy yourselves." After that, she got up and prepared to leave. However, someone suddenly grabbed her hand. Anderson also put down his cutlery and said, "We'll leave together." Clarissa raised her eyebrows. Charmaine was seated across from them. She had been busy taking care of them, so she hadn't had time to eat. At this time, the two hosts both left their seats, so she felt a little awkward. She didn't know whether she should continue eating or not. Clarissa smiled and said, "Charmaine, I'm sorry. You've been so busy making lunch for us for such a long time and haven't had time to eat. I get tired very easily after I'm pregnant, so I let Anderson accompany me to rest first. You don't mind being here alone, do you?" Charmaine forced a smile and replied,
Anderson was so angry that his face was as sombre as it could be. Just as he was about to push her away, a woman's surprised voice sounded from the bedroom door. "What are you doing?" ...... Five minutes later, in the living room on the first floor. Clarissa was sitting on the sofa with Anderson sitting next to her, his face ashen. Charmaine was standing across from them with a pitiful expression on her face. Pattie also rushed over from the backyard. At first, she didn't know what had happened, but after she heard from the servant, she pulled a long face. The servant served tea respectfully. Clarissa picked up the cup and took a sip, then said slowly, "Tell me! What's going on?" She was taking a nap, but in a daze, she heard a faint noise outside. During this period of time, having been going through so many things, and coupled with the fact that she was pregnant, Clarissa had become a light sleeper. Once she heard the noise, she couldn'
"You keep saying that you have no way out, but tell me, how?" Charmaine wiped her tears and continued, "I was studying in Flauford, but one day, my dad suddenly called me to go home. When I got home, I realized that he wanted me to give up my studies and get married." "Some girls in our hometown get married very early, so I didn't think much about it at first. I just told them that I don't want to get married now and we shall talk about that after I graduate from college." "But I didn't expect that my father brought back a man the next day. The man was almost fifty years old. He was the director of a company. My father said that our company suffered a windfall loss and owed others a large sum of money. If I don't marry him, our whole family will have to sleep in the streets and live on air." "Anderson, Clarissa, I have no choice but to run away from home. I have no relatives in Flauford except for Old Madam Jordan and you, I really can't find another person to h
"Most likely, the Jordan family would suggest that you cooperate with the law enforcement with the investigation and handle it impartially. However, your hands are probably not clean. Even if you are framed by others this time, you must have done a lot of hanky-panky in the past." "If you cooperate with the law enforcement, whatever funny business that you've done in the past will definitely come to light. At that time, your family may find yourself jumping out of the frying pan into the fire and that will be the end for you." "So, you wouldn't dare to find Old Madam Jordan for help, but you also can't be sure if we will help you or not, so you decided to take a shot at Anderson." "Everyone knows that the relationship between Anderson and me is harmonious. If something happens between you and him, even if it's to stop you from spilling the beans, he will still help you to handle this matter." "Perhaps you can use this as evidence against him in the future, and a
Anderson analyzed the situation with Old Madam Jordan on the phone again. Although he said that he would not help the Cole Family, he still had to investigate the matter. After all, Anderson's mother was an immediate relative of the Cole Family. Although she had passed away, the relationship was still there. In case the matter was revealed, they would be affected as well. After hanging up the phone, Anderson's gaze fell back on Clarissa again. He bent over to kiss her on the lips and murmured, "I'm going out in the afternoon. You have a good rest at home. Call me if you need anything. Okay?" Clarissa nodded. After a pause, she was still worried about him, so she said, "Be careful." Anderson smiled and did not say anything. He turned around and left. It was almost evening when Clarissa received a call. Anderson told her that he had found out what happened to the Cole family. It was true that they were not the one who planted something in
Clarissa's face turned red. She tucked the hair behind her ear and smiled sheepishly. "Well... I don't think it's realistic for us to be together eternally, but since you're so sincere, I guess I'll have to promise you first." Anderson curved the corners of his mouth, smiling so big with his eyes. "Well, thank you for your help, Mrs. Jordan." He held her hand and pulled her into an embrace. He gently placed his chin on her head and lowered his head to kiss her forehead again. "I love you, Clarissa." Clarissa reached out to put her arms around his waist. There was constant joyful chattering from the tourists around her, but her heart was warm and calm because of his warm embrace. After they had floated the water lanterns, they walked around the nearby area. When they were ready to go back, it was already twelve o'clock at night. Because it was too late, Anne was still a child after all, hence it was way past her bedtime. So an hour ago, O
Anderson's expression, however, was still very sombre. He didn't answer, nor did he speak. Clarissa curled her lips in grievance. "You're the one who failed to protect me, yet you're still mad at me?" Anderson's eyebrows twitched. A moment later, he said coldly, "It was my fault that I shouldn't have let you wait there alone, but you shouldn't have insisted on saving him." Clarissa choked. She explained patiently, "His combat skill is good. You see, even if he is seriously injured, I was not a match for him at all just now. Don't you want to know who such a powerful person is?"" Anderson slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, as his gaze swept across the person lying in the back seat from the rearview mirror. His slightly open collar was stained with blood, and he had a deep-set of eyes. "Anderson, let's help him, okay? Please." Anderson's gaze fell back on her again as the expression of his face darkened slightly.
Naturally, he remembered who Clarissa was. He sized her up before he took a glance at Anderson's face. "Did you save me?" "Yes, we can't just leave you to die seeing how bad your condition was. We don't know who you are, so we dare not to send you to the hospital. Fortunately, there were just flesh wounds and there should be no big problem after they are being tended to." As Clarissa spoke, something came to her mind as she asked Anderson beside her. "He didn't have a fever last night, did he?" Anderson said indifferently, "No." "That's good. It seems that the medicine he took yesterday is still quite effective." The other side looked at them as they exchanged a few words. His gazed deepened as he saw Anderson and Clarissa seemed to be interacting intimately with each other. "Thank you for helping me. I'm sorry for." As he spoke, he took a bow in front of her. Clarissa smiled and said, "You're welcome. What happened last night