#Timothy had a smile plastered to his face when he spoke, but his words were nothing but cruel. "Okay," said Lucas, his voice low. "I get it." Timothy seemed to realize that there was something else behind Lucas' words. So, he asked, "Was someone behind that car crash?" "I don't know," said Lucas honestly. "Just take good care of Chelsey and the baby." He hung up right after that to prepare to board the plane. With his phone still in hand, Timothy frowned in thought. There was something fishy about this incident. He then asked someone to look into it. …After returning to Jenton City, Lucas' life returned to normal. He went to work every single day. He also paused the work of moving his company's main headquarters to Westine. Although he didn't stay by Chelsey's side, Felicity would report Chelsey's condition to him every day. She would even take pictures of the baby and send them to him. The baby grew up fast in a month. He seemed to become increasingly good-l
Shannon paled immediately at that question. She instinctively covered her injured hand with her other. Although her wound seemed to have healed, it only seemed well on the surface. Her arm would hurt whenever the weather changed. Sometimes, it hurt so badly that she wanted to grab a knife and cut it off. Still, she'd sacrificed so much. It would be a waste if she gave up now. She was reluctant to give in. After a moment, Shannon said, "Luke, I didn't cause trouble for Chelsey. I didn't even go to Westine. I promise I'll be good and listen to you." Lucas knew what Shannon was thinking. What she wanted was his status and power. She never loved him. It was thanks to that accident that he saw things for what they really were and learned who truly loved him. Ignoring Shannon, he walked over to the dining table, took a seat, and indulged himself in the food. Shannon sat opposite him, her gaze occasionally falling on him. Meanwhile, Josie kept putting in a good word or two for S
Timothy answered the call soon enough. Lucas said icily, "Come to Jenton City tomorrow for a fight." His demand confused Timothy. Nevertheless, Timothy flew to Jenton City the next day. He stood at the entrance of Yates Group and blocked Lucas' path. Then, he landed a punch squarely in Lucas' face and spat, "Chels is mine, and her child is mine too! You'd better stay away from her. Don't blame me for beating you up otherwise!" Lucas had no intention of becoming a punching bag. He retaliated by sending punch after punch at Timothy and yelling, "You're a rascal! A useless piece of shit! I'll beat you to a pulp! Give Chels back to me! She's mine! You're so dead!"Lucas had the upper hand in the fight, but Timothy wasn't one to give up so easily. The two of them were tangled up in their brawl, which attracted many curious glances from those around them. Someone even started filming the fight. The security guards from Yates Group rushed out to drag the two furious men away fr
It was Josie who told Shannon to prepare lunch for Lucas. Back then, Chelsey was both stubborn and brazen enough to remain by his side. She didn't back away despite how he cursed at her and chased her away. Eventually, she managed to stay by his side to look after him. She became his wife after that. Josie said that if Shannon truly loved Lucas, she had to be determined and continue on her chosen path. She could not give up, or all her hard work would be wasted. Shannon herself knew that convincing Lucas to accept her was no small feat. Therefore, she needed to learn how to become a gentle and thoughtful person to transform into a mother figure for his future child.Before this, she'd only ever played the cello. She'd never stepped foot in the kitchen to prepare a meal. Now that she couldn't play the cello anymore, she could only start learning how to cook. Shannon neatly arranged the dishes that she'd made on the table. Lucas never spared her a glance. He hated her ever
Felicity stood at the door, staring at Chelsey. Her calm eyes were full of confusion. She simply didn't understand Chelsey's actions. She couldn't understand what was so nice about the baby's feet that Chelsey had to kiss them non-stop. She wondered if Chelsey found them smelly.It seemed, to Felicity, that Chelsey's behavior had become more peculiar since giving birth to the child.Back then, Chelsey was an ordinary person who behaved normally. Now, she appeared to be more foolish.As Felicity watched on, she suddenly felt her stomach flip. She covered her mouth with one hand, trying to swallow back whatever she was about to throw up. However, the more she held it in, the more awful she felt. She dashed into the bathroom and retched. The noise was so loud that Chelsey ran over to see what was happening. This time, Chelsey stood by the door to watch Felicity. "Fel, are you unwell?"Felicity retched for quite some time, but she couldn't expel anything from her stomach. She
Felicity's temperament changed after learning that she was pregnant. She'd watched Chelsey and Clara take care of Chelsey's baby for so long. She'd keep in mind all the details of taking care of a baby so that she could implement those methods when she raised her own baby in the future. To her, falling pregnant was akin to hitting the jackpot. Felicity was overwhelmed with joy. However, she didn't have anyone to share the joy with. She didn't even plan to tell Lucas about this. She must keep this a secret from everyone. …It was late when Fred came back home from work. Still, he had to return no matter how late it was as long as Felicity was at home. He didn't voice it aloud, but he was content with being able to see her at home every day. Fred knew that Felicity was no ordinary woman. He hesitated to pursue her so abruptly, so he tried to take things slowly by getting close to her first. He warmed a glass of milk and brought it to the second floor to give to Felicit
Fred took Felicity's hands and placed them against his chest. "Here. Can you feel my heart racing?"The house had underfloor heating, so it was warm enough. Fred had removed his jacket when he arrived home, so he only wore a shirt. Felicity could feel the toned muscles of his chest through the fabric, which sparked memories in her. The many intoxicating scenes of that night appeared in her mind. Although it was an accident, she still found it pleasant.Fred might not be good at fighting, but he was good in bed. Felicity's hand subconsciously gripped his chest. Her touch made Fred freeze briefly before he said her name, his voice hoarse. "Felly." Felicity snapped out of her daze and pulled her hand back from him. She wore an indifferent expression and said, "Your chest muscles aren't well-trained. You should work out."Fred wasn't angered by her, though. He laughed and said, "I shouldn't. If I did, my breasts would become larger than yours—" He'd barely finished his
Chelsey was worn out but couldn't fall asleep after hearing the baby's cries.The baby drank the milk she gave him. Now that he was full, he fell asleep pretty quickly. He lay in the crib beside Chelsey, his face chubby and his skin fair. The longer she looked at him, the cuter she thought he was. She became less sleepy after staring at the baby for some time. It suddenly occurred to her that Lucas hadn't called her after returning to Jenton City. He didn't message her either. She wondered what he was busy with. She took a picture of the baby and sent it to him. Attached with the picture was a message. "Has he gotten plumper now?" Lucas was drinking his time away in a club when he received her message. Instead of replying, he poured himself another glass of wine. "Why did you… betray me?" he muttered to himself. "Why… I like you so much! Why did you cheat on me… I hate you!" He raised his head and gulped down the whole glass of wine. Suddenly, his phone rang. He pick