Luckily, the porridge was already served a while ago, and it was no longer scorching hot to cause a burn. Bianca looked up and saw Anne. She was so pissed and yelled, "Anne, what are you doing!""You drugged Dad and killed my mother! I will not forgive you!" Anne took out a knife and pointed it at Bianca. "Ah!" Dorothy freaked out and pulled Anne back. "Are you crazy, Anne? Nigel is my dad. Who would kill their own father?""You are not related to your father. Because you hate that dad left all his assets to me, and so you drugged him. Is that the case?" Anne lost control over her emotions. A slight guilt appeared on Dorothy and Bianca's faces. They did not expect Anne to have known about it. How did she know?With the knife pointed at both of them, they only wanted to keep the situation calm. It would be bad if any of them got injured. "Anne, don't do anything silly. If Anthony knew that you hurt Bianca, you would not be forgiven!" Dorothy attempted to threaten her using
Did she hate Bianca? Of course, she did.However, she hated Anthony the most! "I will continue to investigate this matter…" Anthony said when Anne abruptly interjected him."Don't need to trouble you with this anymore!"Anthony frowned, his sharp gaze fixated on her. "Why are you throwing a tantrum?"Anne did not say anything, and she was too lazy to argue anymore.Everything was so amusing to her. The Rolls Loyce stopped in front of the office, and Anne got out of the car. Anthony said, "I will bring the kids to the mansion tonight.""I will not be around," Anne said and strode into the office building. Anthony's face fell. Anne was back in her office. She sat down, and everything seemed to be perfectly normal. However, she noticed her hand trembling. It was the hand that was holding the knife. She was still freaked out by something that she did out of rage and hatred after regaining her senses. Nevertheless, she did not regret it. If she were given another oppor
In fact, if Anne had insisted, Anthony could not do anything either. After all, there were still three kids. Anne stayed in her office but could not focus on her work.Her mind was blank.When she regained her senses, it was already the afternoon.She did not have any appetite, but she opened her office door and left."Ms. Vallois, are you going for lunch?" Ken greeted her. As though Anne did not hear it, she walked right past him. Ken sensed that something was not right. Could it be related to Cindy's death? Anne took a cab to the graveyard. She kneeled before Nigel and Sarah's tombstones and cried loudly. She suddenly could not find the direction to live. Not sure why, but the thought was particularly strong in her mind. She could not do anything well enough. She could not provide for her children, her parents were murdered, and the murderer was walking free right in front of her, but she could not do anything…What was the purpose for her to live?"Dad, Mom,
Lucas made lunch for the both of them. He was worried that Anne had been starving for a long time, but he found Anne sitting on the couch and zoning out when he came out of the kitchen. Did she keep the same posture the whole time?"Anne?"Anne looked up, looking confused. "Lunch time."Anne turned and saw the dishes on the table."Come on." Lucas pulled her wrist over to the dining table and sat her down in the chair. "I am not hungry…" Anne said."You still have to eat." Lucas served something for her."Thank you.""You're welcome," Lucas said. Anne then held her head down and kept eating silently. Lucas saw that she was silent the whole time, so he ate his portion too.Then, to cheer her up, he broke the silence. "Do you remember Leta? She was still talking about you two days ago. She said she had not seen you in a long time and was asking if you were free for a meet-up. She would love to treat you to a meal.""Leta is a good woman," Anne said. She felt bad for
Lucas could only watch as Anne was taken away and kicked the door angrily. How should he rescue her?She was such a damsel in distress…The Rolls Loyce drove to Julie's apartment. Anne was pushed into the apartment. She stood there rigidly as if she was ready to brave through the storm that was about to happen. Anthony's slender figure stood before her. His dark shadow engulfed her like a demon making an arrival. "Who allowed you to go over? If I had not gone there, would you have spent the night there? Huh?" Anthony was breathing heavily, almost as though he had suppressed the whole way and only released it now. "I was just having a meal there…" Anne kept her gaze down."You were eating with Lucas? Did you get my permission?" Anthony pinched her face and lifted her face up, exposing it in his malicious eyes. "Don't you know it annoys me? Why can't you remember your lesson?"Anne's face was hurting under his grip. She felt like her facial bones were shattering into pieces
After the phone call, he pulled Anne into the bathroom and then filled the water in the bathtub. He wanted her to take a bath and placed her injured hand on the tub. Anthony helped her with the bath himself. Anne did not reject the gesture. This was the submissiveness that Anthony wanted, but he still felt that something was lacking.He lifted Anne's chin. "What are you thinking?""Can I bathe myself?" Anne's voice was as light as a mosquito's. "Where else have I not seen?" Anthony's gaze fell upon the hickies on her shoulders, his rough fingers caressed over them.Anne's shoulder flinched as if it was unbearable. "Why are these marks darker?" Anthony asked with no warmth in his voice at all. Anne felt even the water temperature of the bath was quickly dropping. Anne knew that Tommy had caused it in the office, but she could not hide it from him. What should she do?She was starting to feel nervous and uncomfortable…Then, the doorbell rang, breaking the tension in t
She did not know why she threw up. Did she eat too much in the morning?Back in the office, she sat on the chair and took out a paper-knife from her drawer. Then, she slid the blade across the perfect skin on her arm."Hmm!" Anne bit her lips and endured. Only then could she feel better emotionally. The phone on her table rang, and she looked at the caller to find it was Lucas. She answered, "Hello…" "Anne, are you okay?""I am at the office, don't worry. I am fine.""You were brought away suddenly. It would be weird if I am not concerned." Lucas did not tell her that he did not sleep the whole night."Mr. Mewman, please don't feel too sad, even if I happen to be dead," Anne said. "What are you saying? Don't curse yourself." Lucas frowned."Are you superstitious? Everyone will die eventually.""You are still young. This is too early.""We have to face death sooner or later…" Anne sounded pessimistic. "You should think about the kids' growth, their cuteness. Other pe
That fearless gaze made Anthony feel even more flustered. It was as though no matter what he did, she could just accept it. Anthony wanted to see her in fear, just like last time. It was better than not having any reaction at all! "I want you now, in this office. We had not done it before." Anthony pulled her up, and he sat in the chair instead, placing Anne on his body. Anne knew what he meant. Her lashes trembled in disbelief. Anthony edged closer to her lips. "Beg me, and I will spare you."Anne did not beg for mercy. That thought had not even crossed her mind. She only wore a blank look on her face. "Let me see who would give in first…" Anthony aggressively bit her lips.He was only waiting for her to plead, even if it was just a brief sentence. Unfortunately, there was none. Anthony did not control himself. There were bodyguards guarding the door, and no one dared to enter the office. After an hour, the phone on the bodyguard buzzed. He answered and heard Ant