"Ignore them. We'll have fun ourselves," Yvonne said.Denise shook her head. "Probably not tonight." It felt awkward with Jason there. Even if Iris and Jason stayed on the sun deck, it wouldn't be much fun without Iris."Do you want to go up and celebrate Ms. Glover's birthday with her?" Denise asked.Yvonne replied, shaking her head. "We can't."If her grandfather found out that she had interrupted Iris and Jason's time alone, he would be furious. And if he brought up the matter of her marriage with her parents because of that, she'd be in big trouble. She finally got to enjoy some peaceful days. She did not want to go on any more blind dates.Denise blinked in confusion. "We can't? What do you mean we can't?"Yvonne flashed a mysterious smile and raised her glass. "Cheers."Denise raised her glass, and the two downed their drinks. With that, Yvonne successfully moved on from the topic. "Do you want to sing karaoke?" Yvonne suggested."Sure," Denise agreed immediately.…
His hand now empty, Lester stared at Stanley, bewildered.Why did he get so emotional when he heard Iris' name?He was about to get engaged to Fiora, yet his mind was still on his ex-wife?"I'm not sure," Lester replied. He did not get a good look at the person's face. "Did you forget that today's Iris' birthday? It's only been days since you separated, and you already forgot her birthday? Looks like you..."…don't really love her that much. Lester trailed off, not wanting to say the words out loud.Stanley wasn't stupid; he could guess what Lester wanted to say. Already unhappy, Lester's words only added to his irritation. He glared at Lester. "Forgetting her birthday means I don't love her?"Lester pursed his lips, choosing not to argue with him. Stanley was clearly in a bad mood, and escalating the conversation might lead to a fight. Stanley himself knew better than anyone if he truly loved Iris. He definitely loved her, but his love for her wasn't that deep. If he truly lov
Stanley's sudden question surprised Lester."Isn't it men who like younger women?" Lester replied, scratching his temple in confusion. "Like you, for example."Wendy was a fresh graduate. She was young.Fiora, despite being older than Wendy, had a youthful appearance, making her seem like a fresh graduate too. So, wasn't it Stanley who preferred a younger partner?In fact, Lester himself also preferred younger women. There was something appealing about a woman with fair, smooth skin and a shy, innocent demeanor that made a man want to hold her close and cherish her.Stanley shot Lester a fierce glance, startling Lester into changing the subject. "Wh-who are you talking about?"Stanley's mind drifted back to the day he went to the movies with Fiora and saw Iris with a younger man. Since their divorce, she had been mingling with many men. He began to suspect that Wendy was just an excuse – perhaps Iris had long wanted a divorce. The more he thought about it, the angrier he beca
Lester's eyes widened. He cursed and rushed into the cockpit, followed closely by Henry, who had also realized the gravity of the situation.Inside the cockpit, Stanley was staring at the other yacht with bloodshot eyes like a man possessed.Lester immediately pulled Stanley away from the controls. Henry, reacting quickly, grabbed the control lever to slow down the yacht.Stanley pushed Lester's hand away. "What are you doing?!"Lester's eyes twitched. Without responding to Stanley, he turned to Henry and ordered, "Turn back.""Don't you dare!" Stanley glared at Henry.Henry was at a loss, caught between conflicting orders. "Um..." he stammered, unsure of how to proceed."Stanley," Lester said, his irritation surfacing. "What do you think you're doing?"Stanley's gaze returned to the other yacht, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight of the man and the woman through the windshield. "She..."He had a torrent of grievances to express, but as the words reached his lips, he r
Instead, she had met Stanley, that scumbag."Miss Glover, you resemble the woman I like," Jason remarked, his gaze deep and unreadable.Surprised, Iris smiled. "What an honor," she remarked. "She must be an outstanding woman."Jason's lips curled slightly. "She has terrible judgment. She married a scumbag."Iris was at a loss for words. Not choosing Jason Just was indeed terrible judgment."It's her loss," she repeated.Jason's tone turned somber. "No, it's my loss for not marrying her."So, even someone as exceptional as Jason had been rejected before. Iris suddenly felt like the betrayal she experienced wasn't that terrible after all. Regardless of how remarkable a person may be, if they could not meet someone who could appreciate them, they would not find happiness.Suddenly, a ringtone broke the silence. Jason took out his phone and checked the caller ID. "I have to take this call," he told Iris.She nodded, and he stepped aside to answer. "Hello.""Jason, I'm calling
If Stanley could betray Iris, he could just as easily betray Fiora someday."Let her be," Jason said. He understood Fiora's temperament. She had been spoiled by their family even since she was a kid, and she was the type who wouldn't change course until she hit a wall. No amount of persuasion could change her mind. She needed to experience a setback to learn her lesson.Experiences were far more persuasive than words.Samuel opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it. Fiora was indeed a stubborn girl; once she made a decision, it was nearly impossible to change her mind.After hanging up, Jason spotted a yacht nearby, which made him frown. A big reason people would take a yacht out to sea was because of the privacy it offered. It was unusual for two yachts to be so close together at sea.Stanley and his two friends were in the cockpit, so Jason couldn't see them. He could only see the women on the deck.As he turned, he saw Iris standing at the railing, her sh
His now wide open collar revealed his sexy, slender neck. His Adam's apple moved as he spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "Are you really okay?"Iris nodded, avoiding his gaze; she didn't dare meet his eyes directly. His gaze felt too affectionate. Earlier, he mentioned that she resembled the love of his life. Maybe he saw her as a substitute for his unrequited love?Yes, it must be so; otherwise, he wouldn't have looked at her with that kind of expression.Phew~She assured herself that Jason couldn't possibly have feelings for someone like her. It was fortunate she had realized this in time, avoiding any presumptuous thoughts. She felt relieved that she hadn't embarrassed herself in front of him."Um..." Just then, Denise approached, intending to inform them that Yvonne wanted to leave. Upon reaching the sun deck, she immediately spotted Jason hugging Iris.She realized she was intruding.Quietly, she turned to leave.However, Iris had seen her. "Denise," Iris called out
Jason remarked, "In this world, there is no such thing as absolute fairness."He thought Iris' view was still overly idealistic. There was a large gap between the things taught in law school and the cases that happened in the real world. Sometimes, bending the rules was necessary to achieve certain objectives, not just for the sake of making things fairer. The world has never been fair, no matter in which country.Iris fell silent. She knew that the world had never truly been fair. Many individuals were constrained by circumstances from the moment they were born. Some emerged from impoverished rural areas, needing relentless perseverance to change their fates, while others were born into wealth and luxury, their starting point already an unattainable goal for many. How could this not be seen as unfair? Fairness was absent from the moment of one's birth.Yet, wasn't her initial aspiration to study law rooted in the pursuit of fairness? If not, what was the point of law?"Mr. Just,
Cassie smiled upon hearing that. "I'll tidy up your room for you."She walked away with light steps, every cell in her body leaping with joy, indicating her good mood.Dennis watched his wife with love and indulgence in his eyes. "Look how happy she is."Iris noticed the affection in her father's eyes. She was deeply moved by his love for her mother.In the old days, there were a lot of men who couldn't accept not having a son, so her father's equal regard for daughters was refreshing. It showed how much he loved his wife."My career is on the rise now. In a couple of years, once my career stabilizes, I'll take on fewer cases, and I'll have more time to spend with you," Iris said."Okay," Dennis replied.Iris spent the evening watching TV and chatting with her parents. She listened to Cassie gossip about their relatives.Cassie and Dennis usually went to bed early, but they stayed up late that day because Iris was there. The three of them conversed and enjoyed each other's comp
Cassie failed to understand her husband's intentions and remarked, "It's not easy for our daughter to earn money. Do we really need to go on vacation? Since when are you so extravagant?""I..."Before Dennis could explain, Iris set down her cutlery and addressed her mother earnestly. "Mom, I'm happy to spend money on you. Your happiness is what matters to me. If I earn money but don't use it, what's the point? Since Dad wants to go, you should go with him. You both have worked hard all your lives; it's time to enjoy yourselves. Don't worry about money; I'm doing well."She retrieved a bank card from her bag. "There's $150,000 in here."Cassie's eyes widened. "So much?"Iris continued, "I'm an official lawyer now and can earn commissions from cases. You both should spend some money and enjoy yourselves. Don't hold back."Cassie took the card, but didn't put it in her pocket. Despite her love for money, Cassie was reluctant to spend the money that her daughter earned. She returned
Iris chuckled upon hearing that. "Why do you sound like a clingy girlfriend?""Just think of me as your clingy girlfriend then," he replied with a grin.Iris looked at the time."What's the matter? Do you have a date?" Brad asked.She shook her head. "I have an appointment with a witness.""Do you want to go there directly or do you want to go to the law firm first?" he asked.Iris decided they should stop by the law firm first to pick up some stuff. Brad nodded, and they headed to the firm before meeting the witness.The case Iris was handling was complex and couldn't be resolved quickly; it involved multiple parties and factors. Iris was also juggling another case simultaneously. A month later, one case was resolved while another entered its final critical stage, keeping her extremely busy.During this time, Cassie had called her, telling Iris she missed her and asking Iris to visit, but Iris simply didn't have the time. This hectic pace continued for another two months.Sum
Brad arrived at Iris' house precisely at ten past seven. Holding the lunchbox, he rang the doorbell. Iris had just woken up, still in her pajamas, and wondered who could possibly be at the door this early. Sometimes, if she weren't driving, Brad would pick her up at around ten to eight. He wouldn't come this early.When she opened the door, she found him dressed in smart casual attire — a suit jacket, trousers, and white sneakers. In the past, he would wear cool attires like casual pants with a hoodie or a leather jacket, but after accompanying Iris to court on formal occasions, he had adapted his wardrobe considerably. Although he still felt uncomfortable in formal wear, he looked much more mature than before."You're here so early?" Iris asked, surprised."When you're busy, you never eat properly," Brad replied, entering without hesitation. He knew the passcode to her house anyway, so he made himself at home. He walked directly to the dining table. "Go freshen up and change yo
"Are you really going to take on that case, by the way?" Brad asked Iris.Iris asked him back, "Why shouldn't I?""This kind of case could go viral online and attract public scrutiny. I'm worried you'll face backlash. Many people these days lack critical thinking and just follow the crowd," Brad expressed.Iris responded firmly, "I'm a lawyer. I just need to fulfill my duties and do my job well. If I have to weigh the pros and cons before taking on every case..." she turned to him, adding, "What would be the point of doing this job?"Brad fell silent for a moment, then conceded, "Yes, you're right. Don't worry, I'll be at your side."Iris poured cold water on his enthusiasm. "I don't need you to be at my side. You need to go independent.""I don't want to," Brad said, sticking close to her, as if afraid of being left behind."What? Are you just going to cling to me?" she asked."Yes, I am," he chuckled."By the way, I need some fruits but I don't have time to go to the superma
Brad was right, Fiora knew that now. Yet her personality made it difficult for her to apologize and admit her mistakes. When Brad tried to take a sip of water, she snatched the glass from him.Brad looked at her, speechless. Fiora lifted her chin defiantly. "Whether he cares about me or not is none of your business."Brad wanted to ask her if her head had been kicked by a donkey. Instead, he said, "Alright, think what you want. I'm not your brother; I'm not gonna worry about you."Unintentionally, his words elicited a silent reaction from Iris, who lowered her gaze."My brother is overseas dealing with his heartbreak; he doesn't have time to worry about me," Fiora lamented. "I wonder if all the luck in our family has gone to the financial side. Is that why we're so unlucky in everything else? Half a year ago, my brother announced that he had a girlfriend. My mom had even met her and apparently really liked her, but then it all fell apart. My love life is rocky, and my brother's is
Iris said, "Just shut up and order."Brad obediently picked up the menu.Fiora watched the exchange, somewhat shocked at how readily Brad complied with Iris' command.Before this, she and Brad had looked down on each other, and their mutual disdain was evident. She had always thought Brad was too wild and could not be easily controlled, yet here he was, completely under Iris' command. She wondered how Iris had managed to subdue such a wilful young man, especially given Brad's less-than-ideal character.Having spent considerable time with Iris, Brad knew her preferences in food. He ordered the dishes he knew she liked, along with some of his own favorites, before turning to Fiora. "What would you like?""Anything," Fiora replied, prompting Brad to place a random order for her.While they waited for the food, Fiora broached the topic that lingered between them. "About what happened before...""Let's not dwell on the past," Iris interjected. To her, an apology from Fiora held littl
Iris didn't stop. She felt that they weren't acquainted so there was nothing to talk about.Fiora chased after her, tugging on Brad's arm as she ran past him. "Help me out."Brad thus followed behind her, saying, "If she doesn't want to talk to you, don't force her..."Fiora shot him an annoyed glare. Brad was speechless. Why did she glare at him? She was still the same spoiled brat."Wait, I'm not here to be your enemy," Fiora called as she caught up with Iris.Iris had to cross the street, but the continuous flow of traffic forced her to stop, giving Fiora a chance to catch up to her."I just want to apologize," Fiora said.Iris turned back in surprise. Those unexpected words caught her off guard. She did not expect it from Fiora at all.Why would Fiora suddenly apologize to her?"I know Stanley's married now. He married that evil woman," Fiora continued.Learning that Stanley had married Wendy had changed Fiora's opinion of Iris, but it wasn't until last night that she t
When Iris opened the door, she was shocked to see that it was Samuel. "What are you doing here?" she asked, puzzled.Samuel replied, "Mr. Just is not in the country. He asked me to check on you. Do you need anything?"Jason had seen Iris' message, but she had deleted it before he could listen to it. Concerned about her, had sent Samuel to check if everything was alright since he was abroad.Iris tightened her grip on the doorknob. Something stirred in the bottom of her heart. She tried to sound calm as she said, "I'm fine.""I'll be in the country all month. If you need anything, feel free to call me," Samuel said, handing her his business card. "Here's my contact."Iris hesitated for a moment before taking it."Are you sure you're fine?" Samuel asked, noticing her pale complexion.Though Iris had forgotten about her stomach pain because she was preoccupied with her thoughts, her complexion gave away her condition. She forced a nod. "I'm fine. Really."Samuel studied her for a