Dorothy went outside to check, then walked into the living room and asked, "Bianca, why hasn't Anthony come yet? He won't forget about such an important thing, will he? Anthony is not the kind of person who does things erratically! Why don't you call him?"Bianca looked at the time and found that it was five minutes to eight, so she said, "Let's just wait a little more. Anthony is really punctual, so he'll be here on the dot."However, he still did not appear even though it was already a minute past eight. Bianca glanced at her watch from time to time and waited until 8.10 a.m. If Anthony still did not come, they would miss their preferred time and the implied message of the chosen time. Hence, she took out her phone and called Anthony, but it went unanswered.Dorothy and Nigel were both staring at Bianca as she made the call. As Anthony could not be reached, she felt a little embarrassed. Then, she called again, but no one answered."He's probably busy," Bianca said. "You're
Bianca felt that her dignity was being trampled on. It was the first time the proud Bianca felt so embarrassed, as if someone had thrown a bucket of sewage water at her face. She appeared perfect and was stared at by the passing men and women. However, only she knew how humiliated she was deep down. Suddenly, Bianca's phone rang. She anxiously checked the caller ID, only to find that it was not Anthony but Dorothy. Bianca instantly felt aggrieved and answered weakly, "Mom...""You haven't taken…the marriage certificate yet?" Dorothy asked as she could hear something was off from Bianca's tone. "Anthony isn't answering his phone, and he's not here yet. I don't know where he is," Bianca said, "I called Anne, but it also went unanswered. Anne must've known that I was going to get a marriage certificate with Anthony today, so she came up with some plans to stop Anthony. Otherwise, he would never treat me like this! ""It's Anne again!" Dorothy was furious. Then, she comforted Bian
Sarah was exhausted, so she did not chase after Dorothy to beat her up. Instead, she sat on the sofa, panting heavily as she tidied her messy hair."I'm sure I lost a lot of hair from that…I wonder if there's any bald spot…" Sarah looked at the end of her hair pitifully and touched her scalp. Then, she quickly remembered the reason Dorothy came to cause a scene. Anthony must have stood Bianca up. Otherwise, Dorothy would not have had such a huge reaction and come to make a fuss.So, this was Anne's doing?Did she really listen to her advice? When Sarah thought of this, she became extremely proud. Later, she went to her room to look for her phone and called Anne, but it also went unanswered. Then, she immediately hung up the phone. If the two of them were really together, it would not be a good time to call Anne.Sarah was secretly overjoyed, pleased that her precious daughter really had a trick up her sleeve, and even managed to ruin the day when Anthony and Bianca were supp
Anthony did not say anything and left the room. Then, he took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drank it. After that, he sat on the sofa, taking out his phone from his suit pocket. When Anthony saw Bianca's calls and text messages, he remembered that he was supposed to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau this morning. Yet, it was almost 4 p.m. now, long past the agreed time. Anthony rubbed his temples, annoyed that he had forgotten such an important thing...Bianca was still waiting inside the Civil Affairs Bureau, which would close in an hour."Bianca, let's go back. Anthony hasn't said anything yet until now. He won't come, right?" Dorothy had been by Bianca's side, feeling angry and vengeful. Moreover, her face still had Sarah's fingerprints from their fight. "He'll come. He's surely late because he has something urgent in hand to handle," Bianca was kidding herself."No matter what, he should've said something, as this is such an important thing. What's the point
Anthony sat on the sofa and stared at the person lying in bed.Sure enough, the slender woman could not handle her torment.After a while, Anthony got up and sat on the edge of the bed, hovering over and covering Anne's little face as if there were a layer of gray film. Next, he touched her little face with the back of his hand, which was tender and slightly hot.Anne, who was sleeping, felt comfortable and rubbed her face against Anthony's hand lightly. Not only did she not resent his slightly rough skin, but she reached out and grabbed his hand, resting her face on it as if she was afraid that he would run away.Bianca just waited there until it was dark and the lights were on, yet Anthony was nowhere to be seen. She had no choice but to call Anthony again, "Anthony, when are you coming? The people from the Civil Affairs Bureau are going to get off work. If you can't be on time, can you speak to the head of the Civil Affairs Bureau first?"While on the phone, Anthony stared at
Nigel frowned. From the beginning, he already thought they should not have gotten the marriage certificate, and sure enough, something went wrong. Nonetheless, Nigel could not tell the upset Bianca that, as it would only make matters worse. "Dad, help me." Bianca got up and approached Nigel, pulling his hand as she added, "Dad, talk to Anne. Ask her to give Anthony back to me. She doesn't even like him, so why is she still pestering him? I can't live without Anthony… Please ask her to forgive what I've done in the past. She can do anything, but just stop taking Anthony away from me… Okay? Dad, tell her. She'll surely listen to you…"Bianca burst into tears.Nigel was distressed and sighed. "I'll find out the situation and give you an answer."Bianca nodded, looking sad and heartbroken.As a father, Nigel could not stand seeing his daughter so miserable, so he could only get involved. Anne's fever recurred in the middle of the night, so Kathryn was called over again. It was o
Anne went into the kitchen, stood next to him, and watched him prepare to crack the eggs. Then, she said, "Let me do it…""Who asked you to get out of bed?""I'm feeling much better." Then, Anne looked at the small egg in his hand and asked, "You know how to make a poached egg?""What's so difficult about that?" Anthony was about to crack the egg with both hands, looking very skilled. However, he directly crushed the egg the next second. The broken egg and shell all went into the pan."Pfft!" Anne laughed.Anthony cast a warning glance at her, and she finally stopped. "Umm… You don't have to use so much force to do that," Anne said. Anthony refilled the water and was ready to crack another egg. Although he controlled his strength this time, the shell was still crushed, and some fell into the pot.Anne was about to say it was fine, but Anthony threw the water and started again.The third time, Anthony reduced his strength a little, and the egg was finally cracked perfect
Anthony got up, walked to the couch in the living room, picked up his jacket, and put it on.His tall and slender figure has a terrorizing aura and a strong sense of oppression.He turned his body to the side slightly and his line of sight was staring at Anne, who was in front of the table.Anne was just about to take a bite of the poached egg when she felt a sense of pressure closing in on her from behind and her spine subconsciously stiffened.Anthony leaned down slightly from behind her. He put one hand on the edge of the table to support himself, enveloped Anne in his arms, and used his other hand to lift her jaw up. He then lowered his thin lips and kissed her lips.Anthony frowned. "Isn't it too sweet?" Anne was slightly panting. "...You're only realizing it now? You've poured half a bag of sugar into it, haven't you?"It was rare that Anthony was not confident because he indeed has done so."It's fine. I'll pour some water in later," said Anne as she looked at the black