Wilder left Winston's place and headed straight to the hospital.He bumped into Yosef in the hallway, who had just gotten his wound stitched up and was being wheeled back to his ward by a nurse.Ophite was walking alongside the bed, chatting with Yosef. Wilder greeted them, "Hey, Yosef, Ophite."Getting a closer look at Yosef's pale face, Wilder frowned and tsked. "Are you hurt that bad? I guess I should've been tougher.""What do you mean 'tougher'?" Ophite asked and then realized something. "Did you go see Winston?""Sure did. I took care of our problem in Apricot Village." Wilder handed a paper to Charvi with a grin. "They'll be packing up and leaving tonight."Ophite got curious. "How'd you pull that off?""Wasn't hard. I just made him kneel."They were right outside the hospital ward by then, and Zara could hear them talking from inside.Wilder added, "I was a bit late, though. Someone had just broken Winston's leg, and I have no clue who."This meant Winston had knelt d
Zara stood frozen in place.Yosef sighed deeply. "You've made me so mad. Don't you think you should do something about it?"Zara raised an eyebrow. "Like what? Send you flowers? Mr. Webb, you might as well just threaten me with the photos. That would be easier."There was a moment of silence.Finally, Yosef could not help but laugh. "Alright, if you make me so mad I die, I'll use your photos for my grave so that everyone can see them."Zara could not help herself. "Are you out of your mind?"He bit his lip, refraining from arguing back. He threw off his blanket and clutched his wound, looking as if he was about to get out of bed to get water by himself.Zara watched him. She was worried he might hurt himself again and end up back in surgery at this late hour.Wilder was here, and his loyalty was to Yosef alone. No one was allowed to upset Yosef, or they would face the same fate as Winston.Sighing, she grabbed the water pitcher, filled a cup, and handed it to him. "Why didn't
With a slight frown, Zara stepped forward and leaned over. With one hand, she helped him slip out of the gown.Her hair fell forward, brushing her chest. Yosef, turning his head without meaning to, caught a hint of her light fragrance.He looked up, his eyes resting on her elegant nose. He was so close he could even see the tiny hairs."Can you help me?" Yosef asked as he fumbled with the buttons on his hospital gown.His gaze grew dark as her hair accidentally swept over his shoulder.He was thinking about a recent moment they shared in the utility room."Can you help me?" Yosef asked as he fumbled with the buttons on his hospital gown.Now, he felt a twinge of regret.Zara could tell his temperature was rising. They had been together for three years; she knew him well. She looked up, alert.Yosef quickly hid the longing in his eyes, becoming distant.He noticed her gaze and raised an eyebrow, urging her, "Come on, how long are you going to leave me like this? Or do you want
Zara had only wiped herself down last night, but she already felt dirty—especially with her hair smelling of earth. After another day, she could not stand it.She got some plastic wrap from the nurse to cover her injured hand so that it would not get wet. She tried not to move it either. This way, she could use the shower to clean herself.The VIP ward was spacious, but the walls were thin. The sound of water trickling in the bathroom traveled clearly to the outside.Yosef was lying in his hospital bed, trying to focus on a video call with a client from far away. The sound of water in the background made it hard for him to concentrate. "Yosef?" the client called out. Yosef shook his head to clear his mind and gave a small hum. He took a sip of water from his cup, which was not warm anymore. The client saw Yosef's hospital clothes and said gently, "Yosef, if you're not feeling up for it, we can stop here." "It's okay, let's keep going," Yosef replied. He needed the meeting to kee
Zara turned to face him again.Yosef handed her the cloth, his eyebrows slightly raised. "There's no rush. Take your time."She did feel the rush. Zara knew that every day Sharon was not better was another day her heart would hang heavy with worry.She only managed to stay calm because Cheryl kept saying Sharon was stable. That gave Zara the space to think it over again and again.She really did not want to pick Yosef's solution, so she was searching for another way.Silently, she took the cloth and went to the bathroom to rinse it once more. She then brought it back to him.Yosef shifted a bit. "Could you help me with my lower back? There's a spot of dried blood that's itching."Zara hesitated. "I'm not sure I...""Going abroad for the artificial heart might be better. But with your mom's health, she can't handle a long flight. And you'd be all alone over there, which would make things even harder," he said.Zara gripped the towel tighter. She had thought about going abroad.
Stanley, standing just outside the door, was about to come in when he heard the conversation through the door that was not very soundproof. He stopped, leaving his hand in mid-air.His eyes were downcast. His glasses were catching the light, so no one could see the look in his eyes. Despite this, there was a feeling of loss around him.He had thought the seed he had been watering was sprouting. However, it turned out to be just his imagination. The seed had never begun to grow.After a moment, he quietly walked away.Yosef let out a huff.Zara, after tidying up, stood up and said calmly, "Mr. Webb, you don't have to pretend to understand me. I haven't talked to Professor Schmidt about it because I don't think it's time yet. When it is, I won't have to ask for his help; he'll help me on his own."Yosef's features stiffened a bit. "Do you think that highly of him?"Zara answered honestly, "He's the kindest person I've ever met. He never expects anything back for helping me; he doe
Stanley had sent Zara the data they collected from Mount Siran in Apricot Village. The next day, as she was hooked up to an IV, she worked on organizing the information. Her injured hand was better, and she worked efficiently. She put all other thoughts aside.After she finished her work, she noticed the IV bag was empty. The nurse came to take the needle out. Zara saw that the medicine label was different from the one she had before. Curiously, she took out her phone and snapped a picture of the label.Stanley could not make it back for lunch and offered to order her some food. Zara, determined to be self-sufficient, said, "I can go down and find something to eat myself." She did not want to be a bother.The sun was high in the sky. Zara stretched her arms wide and yawned. She climbed out of bed, slipped into her coat, and decided it was time to grab a bite to eat.Yosef peeked up from his laptop and said, "Hey, can you grab me a bite too? In return, I'll take you to a show later
Half of Winston's face was smashed into the broken stones and mud, the other half pinned under Stanley's shoe. Winston spat out in anger, "Curse you! If you're brave enough, finish me off now! If not, I swear I'll make you pay for my injured leg!"Stanley looked down with a detached air, his face showing little emotion. However, he increased the pressure on his foot, driving Winston a fraction deeper into the earth.Stanley had been focused on his data work when this man tried to ambush him from a hiding spot.With his leg now broken, the man was no match for Stanley, who easily stepped on him as if he were stepping on garbage.In any other situation, with the sun high and eyes possibly watching, Stanley would have kept his composure and not stooped to violence.However, who could blame him for reacting when provoked?Stanley had brooded all day over the conversation between Yosef and Zara he had overheard the night before. He could not help thinking that if Winston had not kidna
Harper's kisses were always teasing, intentionally awakening her senses.Their tongues tangled, taking her breath away. When she felt like she could not breathe and instinctively grabbed at his shirt, Harper let go and kissed his way down to her chin, neck, and chest.She could not resist him.Shelby was torn. She did not have to hold back her body's needs and reactions, especially since they could not end their marriage just yet. He was her husband, after all, so why should she deny herself? She decided to make the most of it.Men could easily separate love from physical desire, and women could too. Shelby did not think that accepting Harper's touches meant she liked him. It was just about meeting a need.She would just get that over with.Shelby's fingers gripped the sheets tightly as Harper kissed her growing belly. She was six months along, and her belly was a little bigger. The thought of their child made his heart melt, and he kissed her several more times before suddenly s
Shelby made a sound of agreement, her back sore from sitting too long. She leaned back against Harper without much thought. She was busy with her work and not in the mood for conversation.Harper quickly got the gist of the case file. In short, it was a classic example of someone facing the consequences of their own actions.In the western part of Starville, there was a middle school and a vocational school. The two schools were just a street apart. Not all, but at least 80% of the vocational school students were troublemakers.One of those students, Yered, often rounded up his gang to shake down the middle school kids for their money.Since last year, the bullies had been targeting Steven Scott, a middle schooler. They would often demand money from him. Steven was shy and scared, so he never stood up to them and just handed over the cash.However, this time, as he was walking with a girl from his class, the bullies blocked their path again. They started to pick on the girl becaus
Samantha was really happy. She lifted her finger elegantly and said softly, "One step at a time. First, we'll make sure the child is gone. Then, we'll push them to divorce, and in the end, when she's weak from losing the baby, we'll take care of her." If Shelby died as Harper's wife, then Harper would get everything, and that would be bad. The two women agreed. While reclining on their bamboo chairs, they started dreaming about their perfect future—one with the Young family and the other with all the money. Since the foot masseuse could not hear or speak, they talked freely, not worried about anyone overhearing them. After the massage, they even went to eat together. The masseuse quietly cleaned up and tidied the room. Then, she headed straight for the lookout point. The resort was in the mountains, with lots of trees and streams. The lookout was up high, with a great view of all the little mountains. It was a beautiful spot that every guest at the hotel made sure to visit.
Adalee was doubtful. "Is it really that serious? Our husband doesn't like that dowdy wife or the eldest son. Even if he's started to favor Harper more because of his marriage to the Lambert family, that still won't affect our children.""Our husband used to leave the company matters to our sons, but now he's handing them over to Harper. Who knows what the future holds?" Samantha said with a hint of malice. "We can't take that risk. We can't let Harper get too much leverage. We can't let him and his child have too great a chance to win."Adalee could see Samantha was desperate and asked anxiously, "What are you thinking of doing? She's a lawyer. She knows the law, and she's the sole heir to the Lambert family."Samantha's eyes suddenly became slits. "That's right, she's the only one who will inherit the Lambert family's fortune. With that kind of money, there are loads of people who want to trick her or get their hands on it. "She's a lawyer, not a superhero. Just wait. I'll make
It was Shelby's first visit to the Youngs' place, and by chance, she walked in on his father's so-called second and third wives being snide to Harper. His dad had not lifted a finger to help. It seemed like this was not a one-off occurrence.Was that the way they always treated him?Harper, taken aback by her blunt question, nearly slammed on the brakes. What?"Me, being pushed around in the family? That's just because I can't be bothered..." Who would waste their time arguing with a bunch of women or stoop so low as to fight with their dad's other women? That would be so embarrassing, right?However, he stopped himself mid-sentence.Because he suddenly realized that by saying that, he was making it sound like he felt bad for being 'picked on' at home.Harper slowed the car down and glanced at Shelby. Her eyebrows were knitted together, and she looked really serious. She was definitely not happy.He almost smiled, but he pushed it back down. He swallowed hard and changed his voi
She faced Samantha, not bothering to argue about inheritance rights. "You still haven't answered my earlier question. What does 'stepmother' mean?"Caught off guard by the sudden shift back to the topic, Samantha was momentarily speechless.Shelby did not wait for her to catch up. She pulled out her phone and quickly tapped the screen."Ah, I see," Shelby remarked, glancing at her phone. "According to this, 'stepmother' used to refer to a concubine in ancient times. That's similar to a servant, isn't it? So, in modern terms, it's like a maid. "Got it now. Would you mind getting me some salad? Thanks."The nerve of her, treating Samantha like a common maid! She had never been so insulted. "You!"Shelby set her phone down and met her gaze. "Since you're so curious, I'll fill you in. In the Lambert family, my word is law. If you're ever curious about me again, just ask me directly. No need to rely on rumors."Samantha bit her lip and looked to Gilbert for support, but he just sat
It was Shelby.Pregnant and in flats, she stood firm with not a hint of weakness about her.Her steady gaze fell on the two women who fancied themselves important, leaving them at a loss for words.Harper paused for just a moment, then quickly got to his feet and hurried over. "Dear!"The Young family's house was bright and airy. Harper's eyes sparkled with the unexpected joy of seeing Shelby, who had said she would not come. His face lit up with a smile.Shelby watched him, amused. She thought he was like their excited Shiba Inu, dashing over at the sight of its owner.Harper reached her side, calling out again, "Dear."Shelby gave a small nod. "Yeah."The guests at the dining table snapped out of their surprise, and Wrenley beamed. "Shelby, you're here."Shelby greeted her parents-in-law, "Mom, Dad."Wrenley hurried over to help her, her actions showing just how much she cherished her daughter-in-law.That was Shelby's first visit to the Young family since her wedding. She
Harper waited until Wrenley had said enough, andthen he spoke up."I just don't get you. Your family's loaded, my grandparents are laidback, and Dad doesn't even like you. Why stick to him? Just divorce him, take half his stuff, go home, and hang out with some young models. "That'd be way better than sticking to a lost cause. You've got no ambition."If it were Shelby, she would have left by then if he had not trapped her by getting her pregnant and holding something over her head. Why couldn't his mom be more like his wife?"In your dreams!"Wrenley, with tears in her eyes, scoffed. "The Young family wasn't always so fancy. I married him, and he promised me the moon. 'A good wife helps me reach my dreams, and I'll pay her back in gold.' And then what? "Once the Young family made it big, he just kept bringing in more women and their kids. How can I accept that? I'll fight him to the end, even if it kills me!"Harper sighed. "You want to fight him, I don't. Shelby and her baby
"An old friend?" Zara questioned. "If an old friend wanted to see me, they should be visiting the cemetery, not here."Only a very few people knew she was still alive.Shawn asked, "Is it a man or a woman?""A young man. He also said something else...""What did he say?"The butler hesitated, then relayed, "He said... The miss tricked him, and now she owes him for it."Zara was speechless.The garden fell silent for a moment, with only the whisper of the summer wind rustling through the flowers.Seconds later, Shawn set aside his tablet and smiled slightly. "Really? That sounds fun. Get him to come in. I'd like to meet him too."Zara had thought it was just a joke, but when the butler led the visitor in, she stood up in astonishment.It was him!...In Parnova, the sun shone brightly.However, in Starville, the weather was turning.The sky had been clear when Harper left home in the morning. However, when he reached the Youngs' place at noon, he saw the sun hidden behind