Coco stared at Caleb for a moment, assessing his words. This man seemed completely different from the cold and heartless man he had been when he confronted Jane. "It's fine." Coco shook her head.Caleb wanted to say something else, but Lucas interjected with a frown. "Don't worry about it. If Coco is still not happy with it, I'll do something about it. You don't have to get involved.""All right." Caleb smiled.Lucas studied Coco's expression for a moment. "It's getting late. I'll take Coco home now. You guys go ahead."Caleb's smile widened. He did not persuade Lucas to stay. "Okay. See you next time." After exchanging a few words with the other men, Lucas led Coco out of the room."You look unwell. Are you frightened?" Lucas asked while leaving the club.Frightened? Maybe a little. Coco pondered a little and hesitated before saying, "Do you guys usually… Treat your female companions so harshly?" "You mean the way Caleb was treating Jane?" Lucas asked. Coco nodded. The g
"So, don't fall in love with me," Lucas warned."If you end up wanting to jump off a building one day, I'll just stand by and watch," he said softly. His voice was so pleasant, but his words were so cold.Coco knew it was a warning. A reminder to her that she should never fall in love with him. Although he was so intimate with her in their interactions, it was just an act to make his friends believe they were seriously dating.This man gave his feelings to the woman he loved. He had no feelings to spare for another woman.-Meanwhile, in Latveria. With a heavy sigh, Clara looked at the date on her phone. It had been two months since she had gotten here, and she had made no progress. The three-month deadline was approaching, and a sinking realization struck her as Wilson was still cold to her with no sign of softening. Maybe a missed opportunity meant things were over between them. No matter how hard she tried to fix it, nothing worked.The deadline was coming. Clara would sign
Clara walked up the stairs and headed toward the study. She stopped at the entrance, staring at the door shut tight before her eyes. It was rather daunting thinking of his attitude toward her. Would he be cold toward her again, or…Taking a deep breath, Clara gently knocked on Wilson's door and walked in.In the study, Mandy was administering Wilson's daily intake of meditation, some of which needed to be taken before meals. The knock on Wilson's door made her frown, especially when it was Clara who came in. "What are you doing here?" Mandy asked. "Why can't I be here? Do I need your permission to see Wilson in the study?" Clara said."Of course not. I just thought it was about time for the maid to bring up the food now," Mandy said, her face slightly contorted with displeasure. Fortunately, Wilson seemed unbothered by Clara's interruption, as a sidelong glance confirmed. Clara ignored her comment and walked over to Wilson. "I made dinner today. Can you come down and eat with
Clara appeared so calm, but that just made it worse. Wilson's heart began to race uncomfortably because of her words. He felt irritated."Why should I spend a day on a date with you?" "Because this way, you can get rid of me faster. There are still 25 days before the end of the three months we agreed on. But now, you'll only spend one day to get me out of your life. It's a good deal, isn't it?" Clara replied smoothly.Wilson shot her a glare and fell silent, his lips pursed tightly. "Don't worry. I know you've been tired lately. I'll keep this day trip as simple as possible for you. You can relax," Clara added."What do you think? Do you want to keep this up for another three weeks or let it end in just one day?"After a long silence, Wilson finally agreed. "Make it a day. You'd better sign the divorce papers at the end of the day!""Deal! Well then, please meet me downstairs and have breakfast at 8 o'clock sharp in the morning. And do as I say for the rest of the day," Clara
Clara felt a little younger dressing up like this, but no matter how she looked, time had flown by, and she was older than when she first met Wilson ten years ago.Clara wanted to spend this day with him like how they did in the past long time ago. Staring at her face in the mirror, she flashed a bright smile and encouraged herself. She wanted to make the most of this day, leaving a wonderful memory for the future!Clara left her room only to find Wilson already in the dining room, and Mandy was there too.Mandy knew Wilson would spend the day with Clara although Wilson had not explained to her exactly why. Wilson only told her to give him the medicines he needed for the day. She could take a day off because he did not need her care.When Clara came over, Mandy reluctantly gave Clara the medicines for the day and carefully explained how much Wilson should take them and when.Clara made a note and marked them down. "Thanks, Mandy. You can take the day off for today," she said dismi
Wilson pursed his lips but let Clara hold his hand instead of shaking her off.As they walked along the path, Clara snapped photos of the scenery with her phone."Let's take a photo together, Wilson," Clara said suddenly."Is that necessary?" he asked."It is." Clara insisted, knowing it would be a treasured memory for years to come.Wilson stopped protesting, so Clara got someone to help them take a photo of them."One, two, three! Smile!" A stranger took a photo for them, and then said with some regret, "Madam, your husband didn't smile. Do you want me to take another photo for you?""Oh, no. Thank you," Clara said and retrieved her phone. Even if they took another photo together, Wilson would not smile.Clara looked at the photo on her phone. She had a bright smile, a contrast against Wilson's coldness. There seemed to be a hint of impatience in his almost expressionless face.Clara's eyelashes fluttered. Maybe he simply found every second of this unpleasant."Well, let's
Clara gave him a soft smile. "I hope the newlyweds can live happily ever after.""That sounds boring," Wilson remarked.Clara smiled and said nothing. Wilson then heard the priest say, "The groom may kiss the bride." Suddenly, Clara turned around, putting her arms around Wilson's neck. Standing on tiptoe, she pressed a kiss on his lips.Surprise filled his eyes, quickly replaced by a wave of strange feelings. The kiss brought up memories of their last visit to this church.In his memories, Clara wrapped her arms around his neck with a bright smile and even told him, "Wilson, let's hold our wedding in this church, okay?""As you wish." That was what he had said, but he had never meant it. He only dated her for revenge and never thought he would marry her. Never.Clara had grinned at him, content with his answer. "Thank you!" She was so happy that she had kissed him.Clara initiated the kiss like she did the last time. He gulped, feeling her soft lips on his. It struck him with
"No. That's enough," Wilson said. "You need to take your pills before the meal. I'll go get some water for you," Clara said, leaving her seat. She spoke to the staff and came back with a glass of warm water shortly. Then, she grabbed the medicine from her bag and handed it to Wilson.As Wilson swallowed his pills with water, Clara said, "Stay here for a while. I'll check out the message wall."Wilson frowned. He had seen the message wall when they came in. There were many small pieces of paper stuck onto the wall, each with a short sentence or picture drawn on it. These were messages left by the guests, and it was a feature of the restaurant.Wilson was not interested in that kind of thing. He stayed in his seat and watched her reading the messages on the wall seriously.In his memory, he vaguely remembered her leaving a message note here the last time they came. He had gotten curious and asked her what she had written, but she had refused to tell him.Clara said she would tell
“……” Morgan suddenly found himself unable to retort. She... wasn't wrong. “But when you play house, you can pretend to be parents with one person today and another person tomorrow. Real marriage is different; you can’t choose someone else.”Renee widened her eyes, listening intently.“The only person you can choose is me. Do you understand, Renee?” he continued.She nodded vigorously. “I understand!”“Do you really?” Morgan asked, a little skeptical. He was already fifteen, so he could grasp the concept of marriage, but she was only eight. Could she truly comprehend it?“So, in the future, I can only marry Morgan and be your bride, right? I can't be someone else's bride, right?” she asked. “I don’t want to marry other boys anyway. I like you the most, Morgan. Of course I’ll only be your bride!” she happily declared, her worries fading away.So she could be Morgan's bride when she grew up! That's great!After finishing another piece of snack, Renee thought of something. She put o
Despite her unease, she couldn’t resist when she saw the sweet desserts. She indulged herself.However, as she ate, her eyes remained fixed on Morgan, clearly still waiting for him to clarify Lucy’s claims.“You want to know if you’re a child bride, right?” Morgan began.Renee nodded.“Do you know what a child bride is?” he asked.She blinked. She had a vague idea, but not enough for her to articulate it.“To put it simply, a child bride is a girl raised by a boy's family. The girl will marry the boy when she comes of age. In the old days, some families were too poor to raise their daughters, so they would sell their daughters to become child brides for richer families,” Morgan explained.Renee blinked. “But my parents aren’t poor, and I'm raised by them, not by other people. That means I’m not a child bride, right?”“Correct, you are not,” Morgan affirmed.She breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile spread across her face. “I knew it! My parents would never sell me! The
"Morgan!" Renee turned to Morgan, unease etched on her face."The Moon family, eh? I'll remember this," Morgan replied calmly, then lowered his head to meet Renee's anxious and confused face. "Let's go, Renee. I’ll tell you what you want to know later."He led her away holding her hand.Benson looked worried. "Miss Lucy, how could you say that?""It's the truth!" Lucy shook off her fear and spoke defiantly. "Daddy and Mommy said she’s a child bride. A child bride is a girl sold by her own parents!""But the White family is not like that. Those things only happened to daughters of poor families in the old days," Benson explained. "You really shouldn’t have said that, Miss Lucy. You shouldn’t do that again.""Why do I have to listen to you?" Lucy retorted, displeased.Benson was too ashamed to tell Lucy in front of others that the Moon family simply couldn’t afford to offend Morgan. Dealing with the White family was already a headache, and Morgan's background was even more formi
Benson and Lucy were also dumbfounded. Benson started getting anxious. He felt like things were starting to unfold in ways that he did not expect."Mr. Grimes, I..." Benson stepped forward, intending to speak to Mr. Grimes.However, Mr. Grimes moved past Benson without so much as a glance at him. He went up to Morgan and said, "Master Morgan, I apologize for the oversight!"Everyone was stunned to hear that, including the security guards who had been called over. They were secretly relieved they hadn't forcibly removed anyone yet. If they had offended someone Mr. Grimes was showing so much respect to, it would have been really bad for them!Morgan regarded Mr. Grimes with an unreadable expression. He calmly recounted the situation to Mr. Grimes.After hearing about what happened, Mr. Grimes responded, "This set of stamps was not pre-ordered. If you like it, please take it. Feel free to take anything else in the exhibition that catches your eye."This declaration shocked every
"Who are you?!" Benson exclaimed, astonished. The mysterious figure remained silent, simply looking at Morgan.Morgan calmly reiterated to Benson, "I said, wait for Mr. Grimes." He then pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "I'm Morgan Wood. Please have Mr. Grimes from Lazy Cat Culture come to the Sleepy Cat Exhibition in Solaria. He should be in the area, right?"After ending the call, the person on the other end stared at the phone in disbelief.The Sleepy Cat Exhibition? What's going on?Benson, Lucy, and the staff stared at Morgan in shock, but the look in their eyes quickly turned to ridicule."Ah, a young man's naive bravado – how impudent!" Benson scoffed."Sir, please don't cause trouble," the staff member warned. "Or I'll have to call security."Morgan simply lowered his head to say to Renee, "Looks like we'll be here for a while. If you're bored, I can ask someone to walk around with you."Renee shook her head. "Morgan, what if this stamp set has really been p
Benson's words were not only meant to exert pressure on the staff, but also to inform him that they were on the same side.As expected, when the staff heard what he said, there was an instant change in his expression. He turned to Morgan and Renee and said, "I'm sorry, but it turns out this stamp set has already been pre-ordered by this customer."Morgan saw through the so-called pre-order as nothing more than an act. "When I asked you to wrap it up earlier, I didn’t hear you mention it was pre-ordered.""We forgot to mention that. Our apologies," the staff replied.Lucy, wearing a smug expression, raised her chin at Renee, causing Renee to puff out her cheeks in frustration.Benson calmly observed Morgan and Renee. The White family's White Maple Group had numerous overlapping businesses with the Moon Group. They were often competing with each other. Originally, the White Maple Group’s business activities weren't concentrated in Solaria, so even though there was competition wi
But before Morgan had even finished speaking, a girl's voice piped up, "I want this stamp set!"He turned to the voice and, upon seeing who it was, narrowed his eyes slightly. It was Lucy Moon, the girl Renee mentioned earlier. At the sight of Lucy, Renee immediately reacted like an angry little kitten. "Lucy Moon, why do you always try to take my stuff away?""Your stuff? How is this your stuff? You haven't paid yet!" Lucy shot back, her eyes fixed on Morgan.Morgan was well-known in their class, admired by many girls who claimed he was even more handsome than movie stars. If only Lucy had a big brother like that! She would be the envy of all the girls in class... no, all the girls in school!Unfortunately, her own big brother was not as good-looking.Last time, Lucy had tried to give Renee Sleepy Cat toys, asking for Morgan's email address in return. However, Renee accepted gifts from everyone but her, which infuriated Lucy."But if you want, I can give this stamp set to Re
Unlike many wealthy kids, Renee was quite restrained with her spending. She had never spent recklessly and often saved leftover money. Of course, when she wanted something beyond her budget, she would act cute and ask her Daddy or Morgan to buy it for her.Lisa was the least susceptible to her charms, so Renee didn’t dare to bother her!When they arrived at the exhibition, Renee’s eyes sparkled with excitement. There were so many adorable Sleepy Cat merchandise! They're all so cute! She wanted a lot of them, but realizing her limited budget, she knew she needed a sponsor! The best one was right beside her: Morgan!"Morgan," she said, flashing him a super bright smile.Seeing her like this, Morgan immediately knew she wanted to ask him for something. "What is it? Do you want me to buy you Sleepy Cat merchandise?""You’re so smart, Morgan! No wonder so many girls in our class like you and asked me for your phone number!" Renee praised him.As soon as she mentioned it, Morgan'
"Okay," Renee replied obediently, snuggling up to Morgan and acting cute. "Take me to the exhibition, Morgan! I know you’re the best. You’ll definitely take me, right?"Morgan pursed his lips. At 15, he was no longer a little boy. Although Renee was only 8, she was his destined wife.He had been protecting her since the day she was born. At first, he thought that he would only marry her because according to the family prophecy, she was the one most suitable for him. Over the years, however, he realized that his feelings for her ran deeper than he had initially thought.He found himself wanting to help her fulfill her wishes, and would clean up the mess when she caused trouble. Things had become different from what he had expected, but he welcomed them. He felt grateful that she was the one who was destined for him!With her by his side for the rest of his life, he would never feel lonely."Will you get into fights again?" Morgan asked."No more fighting, I promise!" Renee quickly