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,
Actually, it wasn't that the parents absolutely couldn't afford to raise her, it was more because they wanted a son, but with the family planning policy, they couldn't afford the payment to give birth to one more child, so they left the girl to be raised by the grandparents.The little girl passed away without ever having been registered in the household registration; she was considered undocumented. Getting her registered would require money the family simply didn't have. Or, perhaps, they felt that it wasn't necessary since she was just a girl.The girl's aunt – her uncle's wife, who also lived with the girl's grandparents – was unhappy because there was suddenly an extra mouth to feed. The aunt treated the girl very poorly. According to neighbors, the girl was often beaten and denied food. The grandparents didn't dare speak up, fearing they would upset their daughter-in-law.According to the villagers, the aunt had attacked the girl that day because the girl had stolen some bread
On the shore, Yvonne urged Iris to leave.The other yacht was drawing closer to the dock, and if Iris lingered any longer, she would inevitably run into Stanley. It had truly been an unlucky day for Yvonne. Nothing was going smoothly. First came Jason, an unexpected guest, and now came Stanley, a harbinger of bad luck."Iris, why is the day of your birth so unlucky?" Yvonne complained. Iris looked perplexed. Right then, the other yacht docked. Henry was the first to jump off. He hurried over to Yvonne. "Hey! You're here too? Why didn’t you call me to join you? We could have come together."Yvonne glanced at the three women who followed him down from the yacht. All of them were flaunting their legs, their skirts barely covering their bottoms, and their cleavages were on full display with their low necklines. Yvonne scoffed, "Come together? That would have ruined your fun.""C'mon, I'm not serious with them," Henry replied. He approached Yvonne and reached for her sleeve. "
"I'll take you home," Jason offered.Iris nodded. Stanley couldn't stand it any more. Disregarding how bad it made him look, he rushed forward and grabbed Iris' wrist. "Iris..."Iris turned around, her expression cold. "Can I help you, Mr. Stein?"Her tone was icy, causing a pang in Stanley's chest. "H-happy birthday." His voice was hoarse. "Iris, I made a mistake. Let's get back together..."Jason instinctively tightened his grip on Iris' shoulder.Iris sneered, tilting her head with eyes full of coldness. "Since you wished me a happy birthday, let me make a wish: I hope you never appear before me again. I hope my wish will come true.""Iris," Stanley's voice cracked with emotion.Iris raised her eyebrows and said fiercely, "Let go of my hand!"Instead of releasing her, Stanley tightened his grip, the veins in his hand bulging.That hurt Iris' arm."Mr. Stein," Jason interjected, prying Stanley's hand away. "Stop bothering her. This is unbecoming of you.""She's my wife
Stanley was furious. He felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing to his head. If he had held onto any hope before, it was gone now. He realized that Iris was genuinely leaving him and had no intention of returning to his side.No!He could not accept that!Inside the car, Iris fastened her seatbelt, unfazed by Stanley's roar. Jason glanced at her, noticing her calm demeanor, and a slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips.He started the engine, and the car roared to life. He turned the steering wheel and pressed the gas pedal, and they drove away .Once they had left Riverside Pier, Iris said, "Thank you for acting with me."Jason's grip on the steering wheel tightened. "Don't you think we have great chemistry?"Iris considered this for a moment. "Indeed. I always thought you were a very serious person. I didn't expect you to...""To what?" he asked, glancing at her.Iris brushed her hair. "Just now, when you called me 'babe', I got goosebumps. I can't believ
Iris settled at the empty dining table. She had a healthy appetite because she was in a good mood. She ordered a steak and a bowl of minestrone soup. She finished everything, savoring each bite. After enjoying her meal a bit too much, she felt pleasantly full.When she headed back downstairs, she encountered the pregnant woman again. The woman had chestnut-colored wavy hair, fair skin, and wore a long dress that accentuated her protruding belly. Iris noted that she looked quite young, much younger than Renee. It made her wonder if all men preferred younger women.Wendy was young too."Hi," Iris greeted with a smile.The pregnant woman looked around, puzzled. "Are you talking to me?"Iris nodded. "I'm a lawyer from the Golden Path Law Firm; my last name is Glover. If you have any property disputes in the future, feel free to come to me. I can be your lawyer."The woman sized Iris up, thinking, She seems normal enough, but her words are so strange. Is she crazy?Iris maintained he
Concerned that Iris' words would negatively impact Stanley's image in Fiora's mind, Renee yelled angrily, "You're not fit to say that. You're just the woman my son dumped. Shame on you, you uncultured swine."Fiora glanced at Iris, muttering, "Rude," before briskly walking towards the exit.Following Fiora's lead, Renee echoed, "Rude." As she walked past Iris, she couldn't resist a parting jab, "You couldn't get pregnant even after four years of marriage. There's definitely something wrong with your body. A secondhand woman who can't even bear a child – what future do you have? You'll end up with a broke man or an ugly old man."Iris laughed, unfazed. "I may not have a child, but the Stein bloodline will definitely continue. Someone will bear a child for you."Renee was confused. "Are you stupid? Who's going to bear a child for me?" She thought Iris' words were nonsensical; she expected someone to bear a grandchild for her, not a child.Iris merely smiled, choosing silence over ex
The fragrance in the mall was quite pleasant, helping to relax Iris' mind.She spotted the pregnant woman making her way into a Channel store. The woman appeared to be a big spender. Most women who were willing to be with old men were in it for the money. Wendy probably genuinely liked Stanley, but Iris wouldn't be surprised if part of the reason she had an affair with him was because of his wealthy background. In contrast, Fiora seemed to genuinely loved Stanley. She didn't appear to be interested in his money, but rather in him as a person.Iris turned away, heading in another direction. She planned to buy some herbal tonics for her parents. Her parents lived frugally, often reluctant to spend money on themselves. They often worked late into the night, which would surely take a toll on their health.She entered a high-end gift shop, filled with various health products. She purchased a few expensive tonics.With her purchases in hand, she passed a storefront displaying a beaut
"I'm very willing to help," Jason added, glancing sideways at her. Iris fixed her gaze straight ahead. "I'm already immensely grateful that you would give me opportunities to gain experience as a favor for Professor Sandler. I can't keep troubling you with my private affairs."She understood the importance of boundaries. You can't keep taking advantage of someone else's goodwill. She knew when to draw the line.If Jason could hear her inner thoughts, he would definitely say, "I wish you would keep 'taking advantage' of me."He gripped the steering wheel tight. Not going overboard was supposed to be a good thing, but it wasn't in her case. He sighed softly."Mr. Just, you can just drop me off at that intersection up ahead," Iris pointed. That intersection led to a large mall. Even if Jason hadn't mentioned it, she was going to buy something. However, she had no intention of letting Jason pay for it. He was helping her, so it wouldn't be right to make him spend money.As they re
It was so sudden. It caught Iris off guard.He said with smiling eyes, his voice low and sexy, "Your ex-husband is watching."Iris placed her hands on his chest. At such close distance, his unique scent enveloped her, stirring her senses. She moved her head to the side slightly. "H-How do you think I did today?" she asked.She was referring to her performance in court.Jason tightened his hold, leaning in close to whisper in her ear. "You did very well."The warmth of his breath on her ear and neck sent a shiver down her spine, prompting her to shift slightly. "Um, Mr. Just..."Even if they were acting, there was no need to be this intimate.The height difference made his belt buckle press against her lower abdomen. It felt uncomfortable because it was rock hard.As a mature woman who had already been through a divorce, she tried not to overthink it, but the intimacy of their position was undeniable. She didn't dare to move her lower body at all. She could only push him gen
Iris looked back at Stanley emotionlessly.Her clean, neat, and professional attire, paired with her short hair, projected an air of coldness that made her seem unapproachable.For the first time, Stanley felt a 'distance' between them. It felt like she was very far away from him.She was like a completely different person to the Iris he knew.While her face remained the same, her entire aura had changed; she was no longer the gentle, understanding woman in his memory. Instead, she had transformed into a strikingly cold beauty."You promised me we would reconcile," he said, looking into her eyes.Iris raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips as she asked, "Did I say that?""During the break. Have you forgotten? We...""Do you have evidence?" She cut him off coolly. She was careful not to say anything that could be used against her. She had only hinted at reconciliation.Stanley's eyes narrowed. "You tricked me?"Iris' smile brightened. "You must have misunderstood
Because Iris had experienced betrayal from a spouse herself, she could understand her client's feelings, so she spoke the words with conviction. Her client looked at her with teary eyes. She was grateful to Iris for voicing her inner thoughts."Thank you, Ms. Glover, for saying what I want to say."Meanwhile, Stanley's expression grew stiff. He felt like Iris was talking about him. He was ashamed of what he did with Wendy, feeling for the first time that he might have gone too far.The ball-less man's face twisted with frustration. It seemed like the more they argued, the less he sounded like a human.His terrible behavior towards the end of the trial directly impacted the judge's perception of him, leading to a more favorable outcome for Iris' client.Iris' client still had to go to prison; after all, she had indeed committed a crime. However, the sentence was only six months. Given the circumstances, it could already be considered quite lenient.She was also required to c
Iris' client glared at her fuming husband. "You cheated on me, so you're not innocent either!""Stop pointing at my client. This is a courtroom. Do you always lose your temper this easily?" Iris said, nudging her client lightly as she spoke.The client was confused at first, but quickly understood Iris' intent. "You always yell at me at home, but we're not at home anymore. How can you act this way in court too? Do you have no respect for the judge?"The ball-less man was bewildered. "You... you..." His anger flared. "Did your lawyer tell you to say that?""How would she know that you would lose your temper in court? Could she foresee the future and tell me in advance?" the client shot back.Iris gave her a thumbs up. It was a well-spoken retort.The client smiled. She was only able to perform so admirably because she was influenced by Iris' energy."You're all in cahoots, aren't you? Including you! You're all working together to set a trap for me!" the ball-less man accused, poi
"My client deeply regrets her actions. She's mired in self-blame," Iris continued passionately. "But my client has also developed depression due to the hurt from her husband's infidelity. Isn't that a form of trauma too? We all know that severe depression can lead to severe consequences, even suicide. In a way, my client has been hurt even more than the victim has. Your Honor, I implore you to take my client's situation into consideration."Iris' defensive tactic was to paint her client as a victim of the marriage.She concluded, "Your Honor, while the victim's trauma is physical, my client's trauma is emotional. Mental illnesses are hard to recover from. Therefore, I urge you to consider the implications this case may have for women everywhere, so that they may not fear marriage and childbirth."Her final statement resonated with the current societal landscape, where more individuals are choosing not to marry or have children. Meanwhile, divorce rates keep rising, and the populatio