On the late autumn nights, there was a bitter cold in the air. Cold winds came one after another, tricky and cunning. They attacked when people let down their guards. The cold took over every bit of summer and made people feel frozen. However, the brightly lit state of California seemed like it was never afraid of winter. Even though it was late at night, the street was still bustling with people. Even in the ruthless winter, the city was still lively. In a Starbucks café in Chatterton Town, the scene was lively. Everyone was gossiping and some discussions were more bitter and cruel than the cold wind, of people making schemes. Just like the two ordinary women who were sitting in a corner. The scarf that Madonna had bought was the same as Karen's. She handed it to Emma and said, "Cousin, it's cold. I bought this especially for you. It is a limited edition from this brand, there are only six of these in the whole city." Emma looked at the logo o
"It's me." The person smiled and walked to Madonna freely. The person picked up the expensive scarf on the table and said, "Manager Emma, it's too bad that you don't want this scarf." She put the scarf around her neck and said with a smile, "Look, it suits me better." Madonna looked at her thoughtfully. The red scarf hung on her body, shining like a flame, like a torch in the dark— Perhaps this was the only chance to trample Karen under her feet. She had to grasp it tightly. Madonna asked, "Why are you willing to help me?" The woman played with the scarf on her neck gracefully and smiled, "Because I like this scarf." Madonna was stunned. When Madonna was about to ask for more answers, the woman continued, "I've heard about these things you have in your hand, if you send an email to people in the company, they would surely know where these come from. Manager Emma certainly won't do that. But I have a better way." As soon as she h
Karen looked at Kevin quietly. He wore a white robe with the belt casually tied around his waist. The robe was slightly open, so one could see his firm and fair chest. She wondered if there was anything else under his robe As she thought about it, she swallowed quickly. "What's wrong?" Kevin looked at Karen's eyes and asked with a smile. Kevin's low and seductive voice, reached Karen's ears, interrupting the beautiful scene in her mind. Karen felt surprised that she could think of such an elaborate scene while looking at Kevin. Her face was burning. She felt that she was too embarrassed to face anyone, so she quickly turned back and said, "I'm going to sleep." Kevin squeezed over to her side, reached out his hand to touch her forehead, and then pulled her head away to face him. "Your face is so red, and your forehead is so hot. Are you not feeling well?" Kevin was very close. He was not wearing glasses. His face looked much soft
She was very worried, and Karen did not control her strength out of anxiety. The slap was a little hard. Hearing the slap, even Karen felt pain in her hand. "Karen?" Kevin slowly opened his eyes. His voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot and terribly red. "Kevin, you have a high fever. Get up quickly, let's go to see a doctor." Karen held his arm and wanted to pull him up, but he was too heavy for her to pull. Kevin frowned and glanced at her, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. "Kevin, don't sleep. You can't sleep anymore." Karen could not drag him out of bed. Kevin was losing consciousness again. She quickly picked up her mobile phone and was ready to call 911. She hadn't dialed the number yet, and yet there was a phone call coming in. The phone screen showed Amelia's name. Karen remembered that she had never saved Amelia's phone number. However, there was no time to think too much about it. She hurriedly answ
Karen came to her senses and hurried to follow them, but was stopped by Amelia. "Karen, Director Kevin has us to take care of him, you won't need to bother. You should go to work." Amelia's words made Karen feel very uncomfortable. It was obvious that she regarded Karen as an outsider. Her husband was sick, and she couldn't be at his side. Karen felt distressed as if someone had slapped her in the face. Only then did she realize that she had never really walked into Kevin's life. Kevin's family background, his work, and everything about him seemed to be untouchable to her. Now that even when Kevin was sick, she couldn't take care of him as a wife. She questioned if Kevin was really her husband. Karen bit her lip. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. On one hand, she was worried about Kevin. On the other hand, she was flustered. "Woof..." The sensible Momo felt Karen was in a bad mood, rubbed her feet,
Kevin ignored her, so she felt a little awkward. She stood still and did not know whether to go in or to leave. After a long while, Kevin looked up. His eyes were cold and calm under those golden frames. "Why are you here?" Kevin had showered with cold water so as to calm himself from making love to Karen. That cold shower had given him a high fever and he went into a coma. This woman still had the mood to go to work. She had left him aside and didn't care for him. What a heartless woman. Kevin's face and attitude made Karen feel that he did not welcome her here. She felt uneasy and pursed her lips. "Special Assistant Amelia asked me to come to see you." Special Assistant Amelia had asked her to come. If he didn't let Amelia call her, would she not come at all? Kevin frowned, and his voice became colder and calmer. "Well, you've seen me. Go back to work then." "Oh... Okay." Karen forcibly suppressed the sadness in her heart, nodded with
Karen got up and sat down beside Kevin. She glanced at the table and found that there were more than a dozen dishes, most of which were spicy food, which was not suitable for patients after a high fever. After looking around, Karen fixed her eyes on a delicious bowl of porridge. Even if Karen didn't know much about medicine, she knew that the porridge had the effect of nourishing women and was healthy. She couldn't let Kevin drink this given his condition. Kevin usually ate lightly, and these dishes were also made by this aunt. Why did she make such dishes when she knew he was sick? After glancing around, Karen looked at Kevin doubtfully. "Are you sure these dishes were prepared for you by Aunt Jen?" "No." Kevin looked at Karen with deep and gentle eyes. "I have already eaten. These are specially prepared for you by Aunt Jen." Karen asked in surprise, "Was it prepared for me?" Kevin nodded. His simple words swept away the
Amelia and the others had been with him for many years. He treated them like friends and relatives, but more importantly, Karen was his wife. Doctor Steven also knew that what he had just said was too impolite. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Mrs. Kyle, nice to meet you!" Karen smiled politely and said. "Hello, Dr. Steven!" Amelia added, "This morning because I was too anxious, my tone towards Mrs. Kyle was impolite. Please forgive me." They had been by Kevin's side for many years. They were capable of handling affairs and were trusted by him. After so many years, they seemed to have become half of Kevin's family. It was because they knew Kevin too well and knew that he wouldn't get sick easily. If he ever got sick, it would be very serious. That was why things had unfolded the way they did this morning. Because they hadn't known Karen for a long time, they naturally regarded Karen as an outsider during an emergency. Only after, did they
...... Eight months later. Adrienne had given birth to a daughter, gathering the entire Yard family in Chatterton Town. Everyone was in high spirits but Jefferson had a sour expression on, as if that was the worst day of his life. Sierra found a moment and went over to Jefferson. "Hey, Jeff. Adrienne just gave birth but why do you have such a long face on? Did you want a son instead or something?" Jefferson responded rudely, "It doesn't matter to me whether it's a boy or a girl. That little girl is our daughter, and I'll love her no matter what." Sierra continued, "Why do you look so upset then?" "Must I have a reason for that?" Well, he was angry at himself. Adrienne had almost lost her life in the labor room earlier, but he hadn't been able to offer any help. Throughout Adrienne's pregnancy, Jefferson had done an enormous amount of research and found out that a C-section birth was relatively safer. Hence, he'd insisted that Adrienne und
...... Johan was still clamming up. Maxtor was so anxious that he couldn't stand still. "Johan, what happened between you and Sierra? Can't you at least explain the situation to me?" After a long silence, Johan looked up and out of the window. "There have been so many fights and misunderstandings between us in the past years and it seems that the past was a time that we can never go back to." Upon hearing this, Maxtor seemed to have put his finger on the crux of the problem. "Did Miranda make Sierra misunderstand you?" Maxtor said earnestly, "Johan, I've told you before that woman has a twisted psyche and you need to stay away from her. You pitied her for being an orphan, but look at what she has been up to." "It has nothing to do with Miranda. It's me. If I..." If he had explained everything to Sierra back then, she wouldn't have felt that insecure about their relationship. He knew everything, but he still got mad at her. Maxtor continued, "He
...... On the first day of school, Miranda was once again met with an unpredicted truth. She found out that Sierra was the top scorer in the entrance exam. She was the overachiever that every university was dying to recruit. Not only did Sierra come from a good family, but she was smart and beautiful to boot. Sierra possessed everything she could have in life. Miranda couldn't figure out why she had to take Johan away from her when she already had so much. What made Miranda even more disappointed was not her inferiority but Johan. On the first day of school, she was over the moon to see that Johan was at the gate to receive her. However, when Johan took her luggage from her and she was wallowing in her excitement to see him, He said to her, "Miranda, that is the girl I like, Sierra. She will be your sister-in-law in the future. You should get on well with her." She didn't want to be nice to her. Instead, she hated her. Mirand
...... Johan's words frightened Miranda so much that her face turned pale. "Johan, Mrs. Silas adopted me. I would have died a long time ago if it weren't for her. How could I have nothing to do with the Silas family?" Johan's face was somber, and his voice chilled Miranda to her bones. "You know that my mother was the one who took you in, but look at what you've been up to all these years?" "Johan, what-what did I do?" Miranda said, trembling with fear. Miranda was an expert at feigning a pitiful appearance and reaping sympathy from others. She even managed to tear up and gazed heart-wrenchingly at Johan at that very moment. However, Johan did not buy into her ploy at all. Not only did his eyes demonstrate her no pity, there was also a trace of disdain that Miranda had never seen before. He loathed her. Upon realizing that, Miranda's heart was broken. Johan had been her dream for those past years. She had worked so hard to do so many things in
...... Sierra wasn't able to refute because what Miranda said was the truth. It was indeed true that many could never compare with her background. However, although she was born privileged, that didn't spare her from putting in effort for her own future. Prestigious universities wanted her because she was the top scorer in the entrance exam but not because of her family background and connections. All of a sudden, Miranda smirked sinisterly. "I know you like Johan, and you want to be with him. Sierra, I like him too, and I want to be with him. You have everything so why do you still want to take my man away from me?" "Excuse me? Who took your man?" Displeased, Sierra said, "Miranda, you were the one who told me that you two were siblings, and that there was nothing going on between you guys. And mind you, you were also the one who encouraged me to go after him." Miranda shouted in a low voice, "Sierra, if I hadn't told you that, would you have remained fri
...... Averting her gaze, Sierra turned around with difficulty. However, just as she had taken a step forward, Miranda's voice sounded from behind. "Sierra, I didn't expect you to come to the airport to pick me up. Imagine my delight to be able to see you on the first day of my return." "You've misunderstood, Miss Attwood. I'm not here to pick you up." Sierra did not conceal her hatred for Miranda as she could not even be bothered to dole out the niceties at her. Miranda chuckled. "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you're still so adorable." It seemed that Miranda couldn't sense the despise Sierra had for her. She approached Sierra with a smile and wanted to give her a hug. Sierra stared at Miranda's outstretched arms and quickly dodged her. A single glance at Miranda and her eyes would be sullied. Sierra thought that she would even throw up should her body come into contact with Miranda's. Miranda was never good at reading between the
...... Stopping her car, Sierra quickly got off to check the situation. No sooner had her feet been on the ground that four men got off from the car in front of her and surrounded her. One of them pointed at her and barked, "Don't you f*cking know how to drive? If you don't, then don't drive. Say it, how much are you going to pay for the damage!" Sierra was driving in accordance to normalcy, but the other party had, so suddenly, cut into her lane without a signal. As hard as she had stepped on her brake, she still collided with the car. They were supposed to be the ones held accountable for the collision. However, they got out of the car and shouted at her, extorting compensation. Sierra suspected that these men had done so deliberately to scam her. She took out her mobile phone and was ready to call the police. However, before she could even unlock her phone, one of the men had already wrenched the phone away from her. "We have something important t
...... In the middle of cleaning the table, Rosie said, "He doesn't only come here to have meals, but he would also get one to go every time. No jalapenos on the one to go. He says that you can't take spices because your stomach doesn't handle it well." Sierra did have a stomach problem, but it wasn't till the point that she couldn't take spicy food at all. Moreover, Johan had never brought any tacos back for her. Sierra figured that he was probably getting it for someone else so she asked, "What did he say to you when he asked you to pack it?" Rosie smiled and said, "He said that he was going to bring it for his girlfriend. He's obviously talking about you, isn't he?" "Oh, his girlfriend." Smiling, Sierra did not put forth any more questions as she knew that Johan had never regarded her as his girlfriend. For him, she was nothing more like a leech that he couldn't shake off. Rosie looked at Sierra and said earnestly, "I know you two fought tod
...... "My ability to act coy?" Sierra said inwardly. She had no idea from where did his temper sneak in again. However, she knew that somehow everything she had done seemed to piss him off. If he didn't like her, then why did he come looking for her? Did he have nothing else better to do? She smiled and said, "Mr. Silas, since you don't like being around me, then let's not meet anymore in the future, nor have any meals together. I'm afraid your appetite will take a nosedive when you see me." "You shouldn't say that, Sierra." Rosie handed one of the plates to Sierra and said, "Every couple gets into fights, but you must know your boundaries. Some words are too hurtful, and you shouldn't just say everything that comes to your mind." Sierra didn't make a sound. She wasn't a fan of others poking their noses in her affairs. Besides, she was not close to Rosie either so she found her rather meddlesome. Rosie didn't seem to register in her mind that Sierra was d