Did he just… save her?!She thought he would just watch happily as she was humiliated in front of him. She thought that he would be more delighted the more wretched and miserable her life was.At that moment, the other drunken man lunged toward Wilson, trying to throw a punch at him, but Wilson swiftly pushed Clara aside and violently punched the man's belly.Clara knew Wilson was not a weak man. In fact, back when they used to be together, she had even seen him spar with some professional boxers, so she was not worried at all that he might get beaten up by these drunken men.The only thing that confused her was why Wilson would ever… want to save her?!As she expected, in no time at all, the drunken men were beaten up so hard that they were begging Wilson for mercy. They even sobered up now and were crawling on all fours as they tried to escape from Wilson.Wilson then walked up to Clara and said, "From now on, don't set up your stall here again."He thought of how she had been
Was it because of pity? Could he not bear to see the woman who used to be in his eyes now doing such hard work? But he shouldn't bother about her at all!What had she done to have earned his ire this way?"I'm only giving you a job for Yanny's sake. At least until the court's decision, I don't want my son to live a difficult life," Wilson said. Wilson said it to Clara, but it was also for himself that he said those words."He’s my son, not yours!" Clara retorted coldly. "Mr. Birch, don't forget. You once said that even if I were really pregnant, you would make me get rid of the child. A woman like me has no right to bear your child, right? Yet, now you have the audacity to try and take my child away from me?"Wilson's expression darkened, and he approached Clara. "Since you chose to keep this child back then, you should have thought that a day like this might come."She shivered violently. "Even if it's a child you didn't want, you still won't let him stay with me?""Stay w
Upon arriving at Lucas's company, they were stopped by the staff. Even though Lisa explained their purpose and even revealed Terry's identity, it didn't make any difference. The staff merely stated that Lucas was not at the company and had no information to disclose about his current whereabouts.Lisa looked worried, and Terry reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll make a call to inquire.""Do you have Lucas's contact information?" Lisa asked, surprised."I don't, but obtaining it wouldn't be difficult," Terry said. He then proceeded to contact someone.As expected, it didn't take long before he had obtained Lucas's contact information.Lisa was highly impressed.Truly, as the head of the White family, obtaining the personal contact information of a ‘prince’ like Lucas was a daunting task for most. Yet, he had managed to obtain it so swiftly.Once obtained, Terry wasted no time calling the number. When the call connected, Lisa hurriedly said, "Is this... Mr. Gomez? I'm Lisa, Sere
At this moment, Serenity sat at the dining table, observing the three dishes and one soup served. The dishes and soup were still steaming, but their presentation was rather ordinary. It didn't quite resemble the work of a gourmet chef."I made this myself. Give it a try," Jackson said, almost as if he had sensed her curiosity.She was mildly surprised. He could... make soup and cook?"Back then, you cooked for me in the rented apartment. Now, I'm cooking for you. Is that not a good thing? If it doesn't taste good, I'll do better next time," he said with a smile.He acted as if there had been no breakup between them and the painful memories never existed.It was as though they had returned to the warmest times in their relationship.Serenity felt a bit uncomfortable and averted her gaze, not wanting to meet his eyes. His eyes were as alluring as always, stirring ripples in her otherwise calm heart."What about the servants? Why haven't I seen any other servants here?" she t
"It's an old residence that belonged to the Valor family in the past," Jackson said, not hiding the truth. "However, very few people know about this place. Throughout its history, the Valor family hasn't publicized it much."She furrowed her brow instinctively. Was he implying that it would be difficult for anyone to find her here?"Also, you're not the only one who has been kept here," he continued.She blinked, uncertain about what he meant."Once upon a time, another woman used to be imprisoned here. The house was purchased with the sole purpose of keeping that woman here," Jackson narrated as if he were telling her a story.Serenity was suddenly taken aback, feeling an unexpected chill creeping over her. Another woman had been imprisoned here?!"It was about 70 years ago, I believe. One of the Valor family's ancestors fell in love with a woman. However, the woman had a fiancé. They were deeply in love, swearing eternal commitment to each other. So, my ancestor abducted he
"Yes, we broke up," he murmured softly, "and breaking up with you is the biggest regret of my life. So, I won't allow myself to regret it any further."He intended to make her fall in love with him again and love him so deeply that she couldn't leave him!***In the evening, Serenity sat on the couch in her room. She gazed at the torn, purple floral dress she held in her hands. The dress was ripped from the neckline to one of the sleeves. Even with mending, it would be difficult to restore its original condition.As she looked at this dress that had once been so perfect but was now in this state, Serenity felt a sense of discomfort. After all, this dress had been a gift from "Luke".Even though Lucas didn't know that the little girl from his past was her, and even though he had given her the dress unintentionally, it seemed like a series of coincidences was causing all those childhood promises to be fulfilled one by one.She bit her lip and got up. Walking to a nearby cabinet, sh
Serenity looked down and silently continued her work on mending the purple dress in her hands, paying no heed to Jackson.The faint smile on his lips gradually faded. "Stop," he said.But she continued as if she hadn't heard him, her hands focused on the task.His eyes narrowed further, and the feeling of jealousy grew even stronger. It seemed as if she only had the existence of this dress in her eyes. Or perhaps, Lucas' presence in the dress."I told you to stop!" he suddenly snapped, grabbing the purple dress from her hands.Serenity let out a small cry as the needle pierced her other fingertip. A bright red drop of blood oozed from the pricked finger and dripped onto the dark floor.It hadn't been a light prick. Her blood flowed more quickly from the wound. A fair amount of blood had oozed from her fingertip in a matter of moments.Seeing this, Jackson quickly discarded the dress and crouched down, cradling Serenity's injured hand. He brought her finger to his lips, gen
"Jackson, do I have to conform to your desires, without having my own thoughts, my own concerns, and without ever making you angry?" Serenity asked. "You keep saying you love me, but have you ever respected me?"Jackson stopped his movements, and he looked up at her. It seemed that all emotions had receded from his eyes, leaving behind only a deep, cold emptiness. After a considerable pause, he finally responded, "Are you asking me to respect you?"His voice was chilly and resonated with desolation throughout the room.She smiled bitterly. "Never mind. That was foolish of me to say. If you truly respected me, you wouldn't have kept me locked up here.""I can respect you, fulfill your every desire, do whatever you ask of me... As long as you can love me and stop thinking about or missing other men," he murmured.For him, saying such words already meant he was in a subservient position.However, Serenity responded indifferently, "Your respect for me seems to come with the conditi