Justin didn't expect that Anne would find him again. He and Simon walked out of the Presidential Palace together. When he saw Anne standing at the door, he hit Simon with his arm. "Hey, your sister is here." Simon also thought that Anne was here to find him, so he walked toward her. "Anne, are you here to see me? It's just right. I'm free now. Let's go together." "Yes." Holding the strap of her bag nervously, Anne glanced at Justin and asked, "Simon, will he come with us?" "This..." Simon wanted to go with Justin, but since Anne was here, he would put her first. "If you don't want him to go, I'll ask him to leave... Justin!" "Got it!" Justin nodded understandingly. "You go with your sister. I'm leaving." As he said that, he turned around and opened the door to get in the car. "Hey, wait a minute!" Anne pulled Simon and whispered timidly, "Simon, can he come with us?" "Huh?" Simon was a little surprised. Although he did not quite understan
Justin had not been heard from for two days. Simon was his best friend and the only person he could rely on and trust, so Simon was worried about him. In the end, Simon dragged him out of a bar, took him home, and threw him directly on the bed. "What's the use of doing this? You drank too much. Do you want to die?" "It's none of your business!" Justin's eyes widened as he shouted, "I don't want to live anymore! What's the point of living? Anne is getting married. Why should I live? What's the point of working hard and getting ahead?" Simon was stunned and could not refute it. "Ugh..." After shouting, Justin suddenly covered his stomach with his hands and rushed into the bathroom. He held the toilet bowl and vomited. "Alas..." Simon followed him in and shook his head helplessly. After throwing up, Justin lay still on the toilet bowl. Simon grabbed a towel and threw it to him. "Take a bath! You smell of alcohol. It stinks." Howe
The news of President Hale's granddaughter's wedding delighted the whole capital. The news could be seen on the street, on TV, on the Internet, or in various newspapers. In a dilapidated attic in the capital, Lucas read a magazine, with no expression on his ferocious face. A long time later, he put down the magazine and snorted. "Humph..." There was a gun on the table in front of him. He wounded a prison guard and stole the gun when he sneaked out of the hospital. Was Anne going to get married? Good. He had been trapped here for many days, but he didn't know how to deal with the Handerson Family. The opportunity had come. Lucas thought, "Callan, wait. Even if I go to hell, I'll take you with me!" He took the gun and hid it in his boot. Then, he put on his hat and walked out of the attic... In the Presidential Palace, Justin was conducting final safety tests. Because Lucas escaped from the prison and there was still no news of him, for the sake
Two days later, the wedding was held as scheduled. Everyone in the Presidential Palace had been busy since late at night, and Justin had not slept since the previous night. In the early morning, he went back to his room, took a shower, and changed into his uniform. Although he did not rest all night, he did not feel tired at all. Anne would get married today, so he had to keep his spirits up. He walked out of Simon's yard and rushed to the wedding venue. The wedding venue had been set up, and the servants were distributing all kinds of food and drinks on the long table. In such a busy and crowded atmosphere, no one noticed that there was a hunched figure in the corner, holding an electric broom in his hand and sweeping the leaves. "Hey, get out of the way, and stand to the side... I'm going to lay the second carpet. Miss Anne's shoes must not get the slightest bit of dust. It's unlucky..." "I know. Don't worry!" "Oh, it's really a happy event!
Without any thought of resisting, Lucas was easily restrained. While everyone was shocked, he suddenly stood up and rushed onto the stage. As he went mad, his potential was immeasurable. Justin quickly realized that Lucas wanted to hurt Anne. When Lucas raised his gun, Justin raised his arm and ordered, "Shoot! Shoot him through his bulletproof vest!" "Yes!" Lucas's body kept shaking in the shooting. He was already a dying person, so he had nothing to fear. At the last moment, he pulled the trigger and aimed his gun at Anne! "No, Anne!" Savannah stomped her feet and wailed. She closed her eyes and fell into Callan's embrace. "Vannah!" Callan hugged her and glared at Lucas with hatred. He wanted to cut him into pieces! "Ah..." Anne was scared out of her wits, standing there in a daze. Everything slowed down in her sight. She saw everyone watching her and her mother pass out. What on earth was going on? Would she die? "Anne!" When the bulle
In a long silence, Anne looked inside without saying a single word. "Anne?" Justin was too worried about her. She was abnormal! He would rather see her cry her heart out than remain silent. She was so thin and weak. How could she withstand such a blow? "Anne, there is hope. Shawn will definitely persevere for your sake." Justin extended his hand, wanting to put it on her shoulder, but after hesitating for a long time, he ultimately lost his courage. "Well, I'm fine..." Anne's face was pale. Her chubby face suddenly became thin, and her jaw became sharp, which made her look more feminine. Her childishness dissipated, but she paid such a big price. "I'm going back." Anne looked away and struggled to hold on. She was not qualified to fall. Shawn was still holding on. He sacrificed his life for her safety. Before he woke up, she could not fall. Justin pushed Anne back to the ward, where Savannah was anxiously reprimanding the servants.
Justin smoked a cigarette outside and felt a little better in his chest. He stubbed out his cigarette and went back to the ward, planning to leave with Simon. But Simon was no longer there. Justin was puzzled. Did Simon leave first? Taking a glance at the bed in the inner room, he saw Anne sleeping quietly. He couldn't bear to stay any longer and turned around to leave. "Can you talk to me?" Anne's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Justin slowly turned around. Seeing Anne struggling to sit up, he stepped forward and helped her up without hesitation. "Don't get up. Lie down! You're so weak, and..." At this point, he suddenly stopped. Anne was a little surprised. She pursed her lips and smiled. "Are you so nervous because I'm pregnant?" "Of course." Justin's throat grew stiff, and his chest and fingers grew tight. "We're still friends. Furthermore, you're Simon's sister." "Is that all?" Anne looked up at him expectantly. Justin
In the ward, Anne changed her clothes and Savannah put a shawl over her. "Don't be afraid. Let's do a check-up first. You haven't been examined again since the last time. You're so weak. It doesn't have to be today..." Savannah held Anne in her arms and continued, "Anne, have you really made up your mind?" Anne nodded in silence and replied, "Yes." The two of them embraced each other and walked out of the door. Before they reached the door, the door was suddenly pushed open. Mr. and Mrs. Lance anxiously rushed in and grabbed Anne's hand. "Anne, you can't do that!" Mrs. Lance was very excited. "Shawn became like this because of you. You can't be so cruel!" Anne stood stunned and looked at them blankly. Savannah knitted her brows. Why did the Lance Family know it? They shouldn't have known it. Now that they knew it, they would probably cause trouble. "Mr. and Mrs. Lance, don't be so excited. Let's sit down and talk." "No." The rims of Mrs.