Brad casually replied, "Sure."Iris was taken aback by his quick and decisive response."Thanks, Brad. You're a great help. How can I ever thank you?" She felt immensely grateful for his willingness to help.Brad turned out to be very easily satisfied. "I want more of that chestnut cake," he said.He had never tasted such delicious pastries before. He actually did not like pastries very much, perhaps because they were generally sweeter and more suited to a girl's palate. Boys tended to prefer foods that were less sweet."That's it?" Iris asked. Wasn't the request too simple?Brad blinked, considering her question. "Then, how about you accompany me to a social gathering?"Iris was puzzled.He was only going through the motions at the law firm. What kind of social gathering would he have?"We have a club, and there's a race tomorrow night. I need to attend with a female companion, but I can't think of anyone to take. So, would you be my plus-one?" Brad grinned.Iris thought for
During the grand auction in England, Jason was actually sitting behind Stanley and Iris. Because the bidding was done with a device, Iris was unaware that the person competing with Stanley was seated right behind her. She also had no idea that Jason was at the auction.Iris' eyes widened in shock once more. "How do you know that, Mr. Just?""...I heard it from Professor Sandler," Jason replied, his hands tucked behind his back. He felt awkward because he was not very adept at lying. He did not know where to place his hands."I never told Professor Sandler," Iris said, her mind racing. Upon reflection, she was sure she had never mentioned it to Professor Sandler. She didn't even see him while she was married to Stanley. Besides, she would never tell Professor Sandler about her fondness for a pink diamond necklace. It wasn't something that they would talk about. Their conversations mostly centered around legal matters."I don't know how Professor Sandler knew," Jason said, clea
The person who came to see her was Professor Aston, which took Iris completely by surprise."Can I help you, Professor Aston?" she asked.Jason's expression was gloomy. There must be a reason Professor Aston had suddenly come to see Iris, and Jason did not think it was something good."There is indeed something I'd like your help with," Professor Aston said cheerfully. "Can we go somewhere to talk?"Iris suggested, "How about the coffee shop downstairs?"After a moment of hesitation, Professor Aston replied, "That works."Iris turned to Jason. "Mr. Just, I'll see you later.""Sure, give me a call if you need anything," Jason responded.Iris nodded. Then, she turned to Professor Aston and said, "Let's go."Once at the coffee shop, Iris politely asked, "What would you like to order?"Professor Aston hadn't even taken a seat before he waved his hand. "I'm actually here on someone's request. I truly feel that your divorce is too regretful. Stanley wants to remarry you, so give
Stanley had always viewed Iris as just a housewife who was supposed to do laundry and cook at home. He realized now that he had neglected her for so long that he no longer knew or understood her. Rushing after her, he called out, "Iris, after seven years together, do you really have no love for me anymore?"Iris stopped and turned to face him, coldly snorting, "Love? Given the choice, I wish I'd never met you."Stanley gripped the book tightly, frustration bubbling inside him. "Do you really think Jason Just cares about you? To him, you're just a recently-divorced woman who is emotionally vulnerable, so he finds it fun to toy with you. Do you think he really loves you? Don't be so naive..."Jason anticipated that Professor Aston was up to no good, so he had come down to check on Iris.Good thing he did, or he wouldn't have heard someone slandering him."Not everyone's a scumbag like you." He approached and placed a protective arm around Iris' shoulders. "She's not a promiscuou
This would be the second time Iris and Stanley faced each other in court. The first time, she had occupied the defendant's seat while he sat opposite her as the plaintiff's lawyer. This time, she was there as her client's defense lawyer.She was dressed in a dark blue jacket with a lapel collar and a matching top. The jacket's waist-cinching design showed off her slim figure. She complimented that with straight trousers and black high heels. Her clean-cut short hair framed her face, enhancing her serious and sharp aura. She stood with her back straight, feeling like she was six feet tall.Since she entered the courtroom, she hadn't once looked directly at Stanley, who, on the other hand, could not stop looking at her.Even now, he still thought that Iris was overestimating her own abilities. He had had years of practice as a lawyer, during which he had handled hundreds of cases. Moreover, the odds were heavily stacked against Iris' client in this case.How could Iris win?"Order in t
"What you're saying is..." Stanley began, but Iris cut him off."Mr. Stein, if your wife were to humiliate you by cheating, wouldn't you be furious?!" she pressed forcefully, not giving him a chance to argue.Stanley stared at her, momentarily dazed by her fierceness. Although the plaintiff was the victim, Iris' cunning argument had created a deadlock in the case. But Stanley didn't care; he only took on the case to oppose her and show her that she couldn't win. He wanted her to realize that after being a housewife for so long, she was not suited for a job as demanding as being a lawyer. He wanted her to understand that working was hard, so she should just return to being his wife. He wanted her to realize how good she had it being a housewife who did not have to worry about a thing.However, it seemed he had underestimated her. Iris did not look out of place at all. She was logical and quick-witted, always ready to counter his points."Are you really resorting to personal attacks?"
He had only represented the ball-less man simply to get to Iris. He had achieved his goal now. Iris' resolve was wavering. He had her attention again.He shot a provocative glance at Jason in the audience, as if he was silently conveying, 'You will never surpass me because you will always be the latecomer.'Iris noticed that Stanley was looking at the audience. Following his gaze, she realized he was looking at Jason. A hint of coldness flickered in her eyes.The judge struck the gavel. "Plaintiff, please make your statement."Stanley withdrew his gaze and stood up, his tall figure commanding attention. While he may be a terrible lover, his external attributes as a man were undeniably appealing. He was tall and had pleasing facial features. When he put on a serious look, he had a commanding presence.However, right now, he lacked the sharp, powerful aura he always had in court.With a look at Iris, he stated, "Earlier, the defense attorney said that adultery should be conside
"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
"I have a feeling Wendy won't let you go that easily," Lester speculated.Iris, spotting the two, opted to avoid interaction and headed straight for her car. However, Stanley already noticed her. He stopped walking.Lester, who was looking down, continued unaware, "You said she slammed her head into a pillar in front of you? I think she did that on purpose to make you feel bad for her."Stanley, I really think you should keep your distance from someone like her. Remember how she framed Iris? She clearly wanted to take Iris' place. She was cunning enough to trick all of us with her scheme. Compared to her, the girl from the Just family is much lovelier. Despite her temper, she's as gentle as a lamb in front of you. If I had to choose, I'd say the Just girl is the better option."Lester rambled on, but Stanley didn't catch a word."Stanley..." Lester looked up and saw Stanley staring into the distance. He followed Stanley's gaze but all he saw was traffic."Stanley," Lester calle
After a short stunned silence, the man smiled."Interesting."Iris' reply caught him off guard."As expected of a law student. You know the law so well. Even if you're not practicing, you remember the law very clearly," he remarked.Iris cut to the chase, "You're not my type."The man was taken aback again, not expecting such frankness from her."I actually have a pretty good impression of you," he said, maintaining a calm and gentle demeanor, seemingly not offended by her bluntness."Is that so? But I'm afraid I'm not interested in you, and I strongly reject the idea of blind dates. If it weren't for family pressure, I wouldn't be here. I assume you're here to please your family too, so let's not waste time," she replied firmly."It's true that I'm here because of family pressure as well, but after meeting you, I'm glad I agreed to this blind date," he said.Iris was speechless.What the hell did he mean by that?He continued, "Since you're already here, why don't we have a
Jason stared at her intently and answered, "Okay.""See you tomorrow then," Iris said, turning to leave.She walked out of the parking lot towards her apartment building, then took the elevator to her floor. Upon stepping out, she immediately saw Yvonne waiting at her door.Confused, Iris asked, "Weren't you supposed to be at home persuading your parents to make another baby? What are you doing here?"Yvonne sighed dramatically. "Just open the door."Iris complied, opening the door."Are you and Jason dating?" Yvonne got straight to the point.Iris paused, holding the door. "Why do you ask that?"Slumping onto the couch, Yvonne replied, "People in love have a distinct stink."Iris chose silence, not denying it."Help me out," Yvonne continued, "I couldn't convince my parents. They're forcing me to go on a blind date tomorrow, but I have an important client to meet. Help me sabotage this blind date."Iris refused outright, "Deal with it yourself."Yvonne rested her chin on h
"Corn cheese," Iris replied, handing Jason a plate. "Put the peeled corn kernels in here."Jason grunted in agreement.While washing vegetables, the tap water splashed onto Iris.Jason set the corn down, grabbed the apron hanging by the refrigerator, approached her from behind, and gently threaded his hand around her waist to tie it.Iris leaned back slightly in cooperation. "Thank you."Jason paused for a moment, then adjusted the hem of her shirt. "Don't be so polite."Iris couldn't help it; she was used to it.The kitchen was filled with the soothing sound of running water as she washed and cut baby pumpkins and sweet potatoes. She then cleaned the corn kernels and placed them in a steamer with two slices of cheese.She then deftly chopped up the vegetables.Jason stood nearby, observing her movements as she expertly handled the ingredients and the pan. A harmonious connection seemed to exist between her and the food. She prepared four dishes in no time at all: lotus root,
Yvonne rubbed her numb arms vigorously.Iris laughed, "You haven't changed at all; you always get sleepy during law lessons."Yvonne scratched her head, "Right? Maybe I was switched at birth. Everyone in my family has a career in law, and I'm the only odd one out."She was an only child, so it seemed like her family's illustrious history in the legal field was destined to end with her.Professor Sandler, not joining them, instructed Yvonne, "You should head home." His tone implied, "Don't be a third wheel."Yvonne looked at him with a pitiful expression. "Grandpa, are you really not going to help me?""Go talk to your parents yourself," he replied, waving her off.Iris asked, "What's the matter?"Yvonne sighed, "They want me to go on a blind date."Iris fell silent. Yvonne's parents wanted Yvonne to go on blind dates so that she would get married, but Iris knew that if Yvonne were locked up in a marriage and couldn't have fun anymore, she would go crazy.Marriage was unsuitab
The door swung open to reveal Iris and Jason. Yvonne scrutinized them, asking, "Why are you two here together?"While Iris was hesitating, unsure of how to explain to Yvonne in front of Jason, Professor Sandler asked, "Who is it?""Professor Sandler, it's us," Iris said, walking past Yvonne. On the way here, she and Jason had detoured to the pastry shop to buy chestnut cakes for Professor Sandler."Are the fish still alive?" she asked with a smile as she placed the pastries down.Professor Sandler's eyes brightened upon seeing Iris and Jason. "They're still alive," he answered, smiling.With her arms crossed, Yvonne's eyes went back and forth between Iris and Jason. Her experience and intuition told her that there was something fishy going on between those two.Iris' awkward reaction all but proved it. After years of friendship, Yvonne knew Iris like the back of her hand. Iris had avoided her question earlier – a clear sign of guilt.The two fish were not just alive; they look
Hopefully, she would learn from her mistake."Also, when I went to see Miss Fiora earlier, I saw her arguing with Stanley Stein. They were yelling at each other. He might have something to do with the kidnapping," Samuel reported.At the mention of Stanley, Jason looked up, his gaze landing on Iris' slim back figure.Iris turned around with the water and medicine in hand."Understood. Inform me as soon as you find out," Jason instructed."I will," Samuel replied before ending the call.Jason dropped his phone and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration."What's wrong? Is something bothering you?" Iris asked, handing him the pills. "Put everything aside for now and take your medicine first."Jason tilted his head back and smiled at her. "Feed me."Iris was taken aback by his playful tone. Could he be possessed?But considering that his injury was a result of saving her, she took a pill and brought it to his mouth.Jason opened his mouth, accepting the pill."Water," sh
Samuel was shocked. His expression turned serious. "Understood. I'll look into it immediately."Fiora looked him in the eye, her gaze conveying a warning. "Don't tell my brother."Samuel lowered his gaze. "Understood.""Go. Investigate it and let me know the results as soon as possible," she instructed.Concerned, Samuel said, "But I can't leave you alone. Let me call—""No, I'm fine. If I need help, I'll hire a caregiver myself," Fiora interrupted him."Alright," he replied.He left the ward.Despite Fiora's repeated warning, Samuel called Jason as soon as he left the hospital.Jason was lounging on a couch, dressed in a loose white shirt that revealed his slender neck, defined collarbones, and muscular chest. His sleeves were rolled up, showcasing his sturdy forearms.Iris was next to him, focused intently on applying medicine to the wound on his palm. The injury looked terrifying.How could he grab a blade barehanded?"Weren't you afraid back then?" she asked.Jason t
Stanley frowned, "Don't act like a spoiled brat with me. I never made any plans with you. If you claim I did, show me the evidence.""The text you sent me – does that not count as evidence? I'm not blind; I can read. I lost my phone while I was running away, so I don't have the proof with me." She reached out, "Let me see your phone."Stanley was certain he hadn't sent her any messages to meet up, so he pulled out his phone and handed it to Fiora.As she scrolled through their chat history, Fiora's frustration grew. She didn't find the message where he supposedly asked her out."You deleted it!?" Fiora exclaimed, smashing the phone against him in anger. "I won't let this matter rest!"The phone slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, the screen cracking upon impact.Stanley glared at her fiercely. His wrath was so fearsome that Fiora couldn't meet his gaze.Picking up the phone, Stanley shoved it back into his pocket. His eyes were cold and intimidating like the winter win