He saw Kisa holding to the wall, coughing in pain.Gilbert looked impatient and sneered. "When did you become so frail? I have said it many times; there is really no need to pretend in front of me. It won't work."Kisa quietly wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at him with a forced smile on her pale face. "When did you acquire such a sharp eye that you could tell I'm faking it every time?" Her mockery was obvious.Gilbert snorted and got into the car.Kisa calmed her breathing down and fought back the severe pain in her lungs as she walked over slowly. He started the car as soon as she got in. She was caught off guard and thrown back into the seat, causing her to cough violently. All that filled the cabin was the sound of her coughing.Gilbert was annoyed. He sneered. "That is a realistic cough. Those who are uninformed would think you had a real lung disease."Kisa clenched the hand at her side and tried hard to fight back the tingle in her throat. Her lu
There was a black shirt hanging in the empty closet.Kisa frowned, wondering why there was a black shirt. Judging by its size, it should belong to Gilbert. She took it out.'There were no Gilbert's belongings in this room back then. So when was this shirt brought in here? Did the maid hang it here by mistake?' It baffled her, but she did not harp on it for too long. She just put the shirt on. It was so big that it looked like an oversized dress on her body. And it smelled of tobacco, too.The thought that Gilbert might have worn this shirt before made her feel uncomfortable. But she could only put up with it while she went to see if her old clothes were still in the bedroom. She wondered if Gilbert had sent someone to pack her belongings in the basement. If he had not, she would have no clothes to change into.She opened the bathroom door and hurriedly ran to the closet. As she opened the closet, it was full of her old clothes. It surprised her that none of her previous clothes h
Kisa was shocked, but she still brazened it out. "But you asked me to take care of Andrew. Are you trying to chase me away again?"Gilbert held her down by her bony shoulders, gasping as his eyes landed on the corner of her lifted shirt, where he got a glimpse of her skin underneath.'This damn ugly woman is still so seductive.'He gritted his teeth and stared at her for a long while. He then got up and said coldly, "I'm telling you, since you're here to take care of Andrew, then take care of him sincerely. Otherwise, you will regret it.""Heh, why did you call me here if you were so worried?""You think I want to?" Gilbert pushed her away in disgust. "You'd better do yourself a favor by treating my children with sincere care."With that, he left the room without sparing her another glance.'Do myself a favor?' Kisa let out a sarcastic smile. 'How vicious and unethical does he think I am that I need to do myself a favor?'Not long after Gilbert left, George brought her clothes.
An icy voice of mockery came from overhead."You really can't stop pretending, can you? With such superb acting skills, you should have become an actress instead of just working as an assistant. What a waste of talent."Kisa clenched her fists, trying desperately to keep herself awake. She stood up with difficulty from his arms and beamed at him. "Yeah, it really is a waste of my talent. How about you sign me up under GK?"He found Kisa's pale smile glaring. He found her acting so good that it looked genuine despite knowing it was fake. Had he not already known her malevolent intention, he would have bought into her pretense.Seeing the man's eyes become colder and more disgusted, Kisa fought back the discomfort in her body and smirked. "That's strange. How did you happen to be here? Could it be that you have been guarding me outside the door all night?" She knew that this man could not have guarded her. She said so just to troll him.Gilbert could hear her sarcasm. "Guard you? In
Kisa stopped in her tracks.Gilbert narrowed his eyes and stared at her from behind."He's the one who made you sign that contract, isn't he?" He could not think of anyone else, other than Jensen, who could be so capable.Kisa slowly turned around and looked at him expressionlessly. "Jensen and I have not been in contact for a long time. He didn't make me sign the contract. As for who it was, why should I tell you?" Actually, even Kisa had no idea about the identity of that mysterious person who made her sign the contract. But even if she knew the person, she would not tell Gilbert.After all, that mysterious person was the benefactor who saved her life, while Gilbert was the enemy who attempted to kill her. There was no reason for her to tell her enemy the information of her benefactor.She looked at Gilbert's darkened face and sneered. "Speaking of which, the contract is between Ariella and me. Why are you checking on it?""If I don't check it out, how can I prevent those uns
"Mr. Kooper is coming. He is coming this way."Kisa's heart skipped a beat, and she was so frightened that she almost dropped the lunchbox.'This is obviously the quietest place backstage. Why would Gilbert come here?'She looked up with a pale face and saw Gilbert walking past her, not glancing askance. He made his way to Sharon, who was not far away.'What the hell? Why is Sharon here?'Kisa's dizzy and aching head hurt even more now. She should have known better than to squat here. Good thing Gilbert did not seem to notice her. While secretly celebrating, she suddenly found an extra chicken thigh in her lunchbox. She looked over in surprise and saw Howard's gentle, smiling face."You—""You're too skinny. You need to eat more meat.""No, no, no." Kisa snapped back. She quickly chucked the chicken thigh back into his lunchbox.Howard put it back into her lunchbox and gave Kisa a genuine smile. "Raine, you are really too skinny and fragile. You need to replenish your energy.
"You okay?"Kisa did not dare move a muscle, waiting for Howard to blow the dirt out of her eyes. At this moment, she felt the searing eyes around her. She could not help but give Howard a push. "It is all right. If you can't get it out, forget it.""Don't move. It will be over soon," Howard said, reaching down and gently touching her eyelid. "You see, that is what is stuck to your eye. No wonder you just had a red eye."Kisa felt embarrassed. Her eyes reddened just now because she had a lump in her throat when she recalled the past. But he did have a lint stuck to his finger. So Kisa smiled politely and thanked him. As she was backing away, she was shocked to see Gilbert standing in front of her with a grave face. After secretly calming herself down, she continued to eat the chicken thigh in her lunchbox with her head lowered, pretending not to see him. She thought he would not find trouble with her in public. Indeed, the man said nothing. He just called the director over."Mr. Ko
"Davian, drive."He spelled out the words as she stared at Kisa's angry, stubborn, and pale face.Davian was dilemmatic. "But Miss Becker is still in the way."Gilbert sneered. "Drive, and I will take the blame if anything happens.""But—""One more word of nonsense from you, and you will be out of the job."Davian instantly shut up and glanced at Kisa in a predicament, then closed his eyes and stepped on the gas pedal with gritted teeth. 'This couple really wants to kill each other when they argue. Mrs. Kooper, this is an order from Mr. Kooper. Please don't blame me,' Davian thought to himself. The moment the car lunged forward, he could not help but open his eyes and find Kisa still blocking the front of the car. He screamed in terror as the car was about to hit Kisa. But in the nick of time, someone sprang out and pulled Kisa to the side as the car whizzed. Davian sighed a big sigh of relief. By the time he came out of shock, he had been sweating profusely."Mr. Kooper, M-M
In a small town in the South, a gentle breeze caressed the cheeks of passersby, creating a pleasant and serene atmosphere. This town, known for its tourism, was adorned with flowers even in its narrow alleys. The surrounding houses were all quaint inns, exuding a poetic and picturesque charm.Beneath an arching bridge, Kisa set up an easel to display and sell her paintings. She had always loved painting since childhood. Although she had not achieved great success in this field, her vivid and evocative paintings were very popular with tourists. She would sell most of her paintings every day.On weekends, Blake would join her at the stall, but today was Wednesday, and she was alone. After arranging her paintings, she had barely sat down when people began to gather around. Some admired her art, while others immediately offered to buy. Her paintings were reasonably priced, which attracted many customers."Miss, I'd like that painting of the snow-covered rose garden at night.""Alright,
In the backyard, Kohen looked at his older brother's calm expression, a hint of worry in his voice. "Bro, are you alright?""I'm fine," Hayes said, adjusting the blanket on his lap. "Tomorrow, take me to meet those medical geniuses you found.""Oh, sure..." Kohen nodded in agreement, but after a moment, he could not help but ask, "Bro, what did that woman say to you that made you change your mind so suddenly?"Hayes gazed at the stars in the sky, his voice cool and distant. "She told me she's doing well, very happy. Then she pointed out how pitiful and miserable I am right now. She asked me if I don't feel envious, knowing how well she is doing compared to me."Kohen grimaced, realizing that the woman had provoked his brother into action.Hayes lowered his eyes, a faint smile on his face. "That's right. How could I not be envious? So, I want to heal my legs, live a good life, and show her that I can do better than her."Kohen felt a pang of sympathy for his brother. From Hayes's
Mentioning Hayes, Eylul's expression became complex. "Hayes is reclusive and doesn't like to see people. Only a single old servant has been taking care of him all these years. I only met him once, back when I married Kohen."Mia's heart ached, recalling the enigmatic yet deeply emotional man. She could not help but feel a lump in her throat. "How's his health?" Mia asked.Eylul replied, "His health is fine, but his legs have remained the same. Kohen has found top orthopedic experts for him and even sought out Kelvin Hoover from Calthon, but he refuses treatment. For so many years, he hasn't even stepped outside the backyard.""You mean he's been living in the backyard all this time?" Jensen asked gravely.Eylul nodded. "Yes, Kohen wanted him to live in the main house, but he refused. He only likes staying in the backyard. Moreover, the room he stays in used to be..." Eylul glanced at Mia. She had heard that Mia used to live in that room.With a complicated expression, Mia pursed h
"Let's forget everything that just happened,' Mia said.Jensen looked up at her. In the moonlight, his eyes were deep and complex, profound and unfathomable.Mia tried to muster a smile. "You don't have to feel burdened. In a way, I forced you. And you must have always disliked me. Actually, I didn't come to you for money; I just wanted to see you. Now that I have, I should go. Jensen, from now on... take care."With that, she walked away, fearing that if she lingered any longer, she would not be able to leave. But after only a few steps, she was embraced from behind.Jensen's voice was low and hoarse. "Stay with me."Mia trembled at his words. Jensen continued. "But I still have so many things to do and someone in my heart I can't let go of. I don't know... when I will be able to give you a satisfactory answer. If you don't want to stay with me without any promises or guarantees, you can—""I'm willing," Mia blurted out, "as long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything
Mia's face changed instantly. " You... you know I like Jensen, why would you...""Heh, if you like Jensen, shouldn't you be willing to do anything for him? If you can't even do this, how can you claim to love him?""I won't do it! Doing this would be betraying Jensen. I would risk my life for him, but I can't do this."Adrien stared at her flushed face and gently chuckled, his words loaded with meaning. "Aren't you feeling all hot and bothered yet?"Mia frowned. Her body was indeed getting hotter and more agitated. 'Why would Adrien ask this? Could it be the drink...?'As the thought crossed her mind, her heart sank. Seeing Adrien's cold expression and the man's playful smile, Mia turned and ran. But before she could take more than a few steps, she was dragged back. Weakened by the drink, her desperate struggles were futile. As the man pressed her down, playing with her like a toy, she closed her eyes in despair. She thought she could never face Jensen again. With a bitter laugh,
Adrien Tanner, Jensen's father, stood before Mia with a warm smile. "My son is truly awkward when it comes to matters of the heart. He's even willing to refuse such a beautiful young woman like you."Mia stared at him, her tears suddenly streaming down her face. "I only wanted to see him, even if it was to face rejection. Wouldn't it better to say it clearly to my face?""Yes, it would." Adrien agreed. "But standing here stubbornly won't help, because he left on a business trip a couple of days ago."Mia's heart ached even more, realizing that Jensen had avoided using the front door just to evade her.Adrien continued. "I have a way to make him come to you willingly, but it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate."Mia nodded. "What do I have to do?"Adrien motioned to his bodyguard, who handed him a glass of wine. "Drink this," he said.Mia furrowed her brow, hesitant.Adrien gently patted her shoulder, like a father would."Don't be afraid. I won't harm you. From the
Filled with guilt, Mia stepped forward, but Kohen suddenly pulled out a handgun and aimed it at her."Get out!"Jensen pulled Mia back. He looked at the cold man before him. It was this man who had taken him in years ago. At that time, Kohen was young, a carefree and privileged young man. Now, he seemed to have grown up all at once, his eyes colder and more distant.Jensen said with a troubled expression, "If you ever need me in the future, don't hesitate to find me."Kohen sneered coldly; pain etched in his brow. He mocked himself. "I never should have taken you in back then. In the end, it was I who harmed my own brother."Jensen pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, only feeling an unbearable pain in his heart. It was the first time he felt he owed someone. That sense of indebtedness suffocated him."Get out, and don't let me see you two ever again."On that night, Jensen and Mia left the McCray family. As a result of Hayes's ordeal, the McCray family underwent tremendous
"What on earth happened?"Jensen did not speak. Mia choked out. "The collaboration between the Burton family and the McCray family was a trap. We were ambushed by the Burton family, and Hayes... he was hit by a car trying to save us.""Damn it!" Kohen cursed under his breath, abruptly pulling a knife from a nearby bodyguard and pointing it at them. "What are your lives worth? Why would my brother save you? Why?"Mia bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. 'It's my fault. I wanted to save Jensen, but I should have gone alone. I shouldn't have dragged Hayes into this. He seemed cold-blooded and heartless, and I never thought that he would risk his life for me. Why was he so good to me?'"Kohen..."Suddenly, a weak cry rang out. Hayes had awakened.Kohen hurriedly moved closer, gripping Hayes's hand. "Bro!"Hayes's face was deathly pale. He did not look at Kohen, but instead turned his gaze to Mia. His eyes were calm. He saw Mia's red-rimmed eyes and the tears lingering there,
Hayes was sent flying by the car, his body crashing into a wall before bouncing back.Mia's entire body felt ice-cold as she trembled, yelling, "Hayes!""Kill them all!" A hoarse, aged voice suddenly rang out from the entrance. It was Curtis. He looked at Kendall's lifeless body on the ground, his eyes filled with rage, shouting, "Run them over! I want them to join my grandson in death!""Ah!" Jensen roared, disregarding the guards' swinging knives, and like a madman, charged at Curtis. Curtis's face changed, desperately pulling a nearby guard in front of him as a shield. But it was useless. Jensen, like a crazed beast, attacked anyone in his path. Soon, his knife was held against Curtis's throat.Curtis trembled all over. "Wh-What do you want?"Jensen, covered in blood with splatters on his face, looked like a demon that had emerged from a battleground. He grabbed Curtis and held him hostage in front of him. "Let us go!""Don't even think about it!" Curtis retorted angrily. "You