"You studied so much and just got dumber," Amber grumbled and looked at Tucker. "You don't know how to appreciate an eligible man like Tucker, but you're willing to stay with a liar. Gosh, what should I say about you!?"She then told Tucker, "Tucker, it's fine. My sister's a little foolish sometimes
Yulia was extremely nervous upon seeing that Sylvia and the others had trained their gazes on her. She balled up her fists and turned away."I resigned." It pulled a lot of strength from her to say that."What!?" Sylvia slammed a hand on the coffee table, and the cups on it jolted. "When?""More or
Logan and Boris were only splashed a little on the ends of their pants."Why are you pouring water on yourself? Goodness, you got my feet." Logan pulled out his earphones and checked himself to see that he fortunately had not gotten wet."Eh, how did you…" It was then Logan noticed that the person s
As they came downstairs, Boris drove his Toyota Land Cruiser Prado over. Sylvia and Sophie hopped in while Boris and Amber stood outside. How would they dare get in the car when Logan was still out there?"Yulia, hop on in with Mr. Pearce," Boris said courteously, with Amber smiling politely at the
Logan had not wanted to come again, but Yulia begged him to do so. Her reason was that Sylvia would be even more eager to push Tucker to her if she saw that Logan had left. That was why he came with her."Sorry, my mom's like that…" Yulia was apologetic about her mother's harsh words."It's alright.
Logan sat in the living room and watched Sophie going on a tirade against him with her eyes nailed onto him. He looked away, heart sinking. Dejection faintly colored his eyes."Hey, Logan?" Yulia called out softly. She had not expected her niece to harbor a grudge like that against Logan.Yulia had
Nana descended the stairs in featherlight steps, leaving not even the softest sounds. It was only when she was downstairs that she found there were plenty of people in the living room."God!" Logan only noticed her a second too late, but the shock bleached his face in a snap. Why was she there? No,
His clothes were ripped like rags, as if a toddler had experimented with a pair of scissors. On every part of his exposed skin were numerous cuts. Soon, Tucker's pain kicked in. It felt like worms were crawling all over his body.He moved his muscles mechanically and grazed his skin. And then it hit