She would not be able to see this from an aquarium. Anne raised her hand, and a small pink fish pecked her finger, tickling her and making her laugh uncontrollably. Anthony looked at her, his eyes darker than the bottom of the sea. Anne still did not dare to let go of Anthony's hands when her feet touched the ground. After all, being in the water was different from being on land, and she could not stand firmly if she did not have a foothold. Her body swayed with the currents of the water. Looking up, she saw the triplets not far away, squatting to pick up shellfish on the gravel. Charlie was holding a fish that looked like a centipede in his hand, and Anne was so startled that she pointed his finger at it. Charlie let go after playing for a while, and the fish slid into its den. Anne did not care about it, thinking it would not be dangerous there. If it was dangerous, Anthony would not have let the children come here. Anne turned her head to look elsewhere on the se
She rarely visited the ocean. It would be a pity if she did not take any pictures. Just as she was thinking about it, she felt the hand on her loosen, which scared Anne, and tightened her grip on Anthony's hand. Anthony pointed to the stone next to the huge coral and then pointed behind him. Anne saw the bodyguard following behind, holding a camera in his hand. How could he know what he was thinking? Anne squatted on top of the stone with Anthony's help. Then Anthony let go of her hand, went down, and waved at her. Anne squatted on the rock and instantly knew what she needed to do for the photo. If she swam, would she make a fool of herself? Would it look good? She was overthinking. Anthony waited for her. If Anne did not want to shoot, she would not let go of his hand. Anne was thinking about how to swim down from above and how to look good in the picture. She was fixated on thinking about how to look best in the photo. Looking at Anthony standing below, he
He meant that all the seafood that was caught was not allowed to be eaten. He was just leaving them hanging when they wanted to eat seafood! Anne sighed. She really had forgotten about her seafood allergy. She even mentioned that she wanted to eat stewed eggs with sea urchins! When she turned around, she saw that the bodyguard was about to throw the sea urchin into the sea, so she hurried over to stop it. "Can you not throw it away? I can't eat them, but other people can. I want to give them away." The bodyguard was in a dilemma. After all, Mr. Marwood ordered him to throw it away. "It's okay. You put it aside, I'll go and tell Anthony about it." Anne caught up with Anthony. "Anthony, Anthony, can we not throw away the sea urchins? I'll pack it up and take it home to give them away!" Anthony looked at her sharply as if he wanted to penetrate her soul, and he said, "Keep them then." Anne looked at Anthony and could not help but feel happy. He had not given specific order
"Will Papa sleep with me?" Chris looked eagerly at Papa, who was sitting on the sofa. "You guys go ahead. I'll catch up later." Anthony glanced at Anne. With a sullen face, Anne took the children away from the deck. She wondered if Anthony was just being perfunctory to the children or if he meant it. Although they were on a yacht, the bed was quite big. When Anthony entered the room, Anne and the children had already fallen asleep. He only came in five minutes later than they did. She slept deeply, and the children slept beside her. He stared at them for a long time. However, Anthony placed his hand on the pillow, pinched Anne's chin with the other hand, and said dangerously, "What a wonderful idea of having the children sleep with you so that I can't sleep with you." "Hmm..." Anne hummed unconsciously, turned over, instinctively hugged Charlie, who was closest to her, and continued to sleep. The back of Anthony's hand caressed her delicate face. Only he could dec
Ashlynn walked over without looking at them, passing in front of them. The men whistled at her, but she ignored them. A finished cigarette fell in front of her, making her pause in her tracks. Then, she kept walking. One of the gangsters stood in front of her, preventing her from leaving. "Hey gorgeous, where are you going? Do you want my brothers to accompany you? They are free now." The gangster stared at her with lewd eyes. The few men who were leaning against the wall also circled behind Ashlynn, flanking her back and forth, preventing her from moving forward or retreating. "No need for that. Can you make way?" Ashlynn asked. "No need? Are you sure?" The gangster in front moved closer to her. Ashlynn took a step back, walked away, and quickened her pace. "Don't go, gorgeous." The gangster stepped forward and grabbed Ashlynn's shoulder. Ashlynn's eyes flashed sharply, and she grabbed his hand with her left hand and threw him over his shoulder. The gangster scre
Ashlynn glanced at the Bintley on the side of the road and asked, "Why is Mr. Lloyd here?" Corentin chuckled. "Did you not see me in the ward? I was looking for a place to eat nearby. I did not expect to see you being bullied by gangsters. Fortunately, I bumped into you. Otherwise, it would be troublesome for you." "Thank you very much," Ashlynn said again. "That's all?" "What?" Ashlynn did not understand what he meant. Corentin suggested, "I haven't eaten. How about a meal together? You are my niece's assistant. You should know where to eat delicious food in Luton, shouldn't you?" Ashlynn would have been unwilling before, but he saved her just now, and because of that, he had missed his meal. This person was Anne's uncle, but she still felt insecure. "I've already eaten. I can recommend a place for you though," Ashlynn said, looking for an excuse. "How about this? I'm going back to Athetin tomorrow. Can we have dinner together?" Corentin asked. Ashlynn's eyes flick
Corentin looked at Ashlynn while sipping red wine. He put down his glass and asked, "Is this your first time drinking red wine?" "When I used to work somewhere else, I needed to drink and socialize. I did drink some back then." Ashlynn put down her wine glass and said, "You saved me and invited me to dinner. You won't fail to surprise me." Corentin's slender fingers held the stem of the cup and gently shook it. "Then can you explain to me why you are so scared every time you see me? We don't seem to know each other, do we?" "I'm sorry, I was rude. It's because you and my husband... look very similar. My husband was a persistent murderer who was punished by law and is now dead. That's why I was scared when I saw your face, which looked exactly like his," Ashlynn explained to him. "Are we really that similar?" Corentin raised his eyebrows, expressing his curiosity. "Yes, it's just that you wear glasses, and he doesn't." Ashlynn reigned in her panic and looked at Corentin's face
Ashlynn grinned. "Sure."She gave it to Ashlynn because Ashlynn was her personal assistant whom she trusted.If she had given it to someone else, people might be unhappy and think that she was biased.Anne worked the whole morning and went to the hospital with Ashlynn in the afternoon. Sarah's body was fine, so it was almost impossible for her to just stay in bed. Therefore, when they found her, she was next to Nigel, massaging his calf muscles. "Mom."Sarah was delighted to see Anne. "When did you get back?""Last night. You were not here all night, were you?""No, you could verify with the nurse." Sarah did not admit it. "Then, did you receive the sea urchin that I delivered to you? I sent it to your ward. It was supposed to arrive by this morning," Anne asked.Sarah was exposed, and she tried to laugh to cover it up. "It was hard for me to stay in bed all day, so I came here. I did not do anything too difficult, and it's instead a good idea to get some exercise!"Ann