Jolina looked at the license plate number and was delighted. But she also had a bit of mixed emotions.Wearing a black trench coat, Peter exuded a distinctive aura as he stepped out of the car. When those guys saw him, they cowered. They looked at Sharon, whose face had gone pale. Sharon knew Peter was not to be messed with and that Jolina and Peter were somehow related. Peter swept his eyes over Kisa on the ground, and then his gaze stopped on Jolina, who was apprehended by those guys, who pressed her down with their hands on her shoulders.Peter narrowed his eyes threateningly and sneered as he looked over at Sharon. "What are you doing here? How dare you touch my woman! You must have a death wish."Sharon, also an arrogant person, was not impressed. She swayed her hips and smiled as she walked up to Peter. "Come on. I didn't know she was your woman. Besides, didn't you two have a fight on the set last time? So I thought she had offended you, and I was about to teach her a lesson,
Peter dragged her toward the car without a word."Don't you touch me!" Jolina used all her strength to break away from him."Heh!" Peter let out a sardonic laughter. "You don't want me to touch you? Do you want those men to touch you?" As Jolina grimaced and ignored him, Peter lost his patience. "Let's go. Aren't you afraid those guys will return?"Jolina looked at Kisa, who was still unconscious. Worrying about Kisa, she looked at Peter and pleaded with him for the first time. "Then please drive Ms. Becker home."Peter frowned in displeasure. "Why should I? I don't give a shit about her. Come on. You are coming back with me." He tugged her hand.Jolina avoided it and said with a stony face, "Since you won't help her, I will stay with her and wait for a taxi.""You!" Peter was so furious that he ripped the buttons off his shirt under his trench coat. "I don't even f*cking know where she stays. How do you want me to drive her back to her home?"Jolina froze, as she did not know w
Gilbert asked him anxiously.The director was transfixed for a long while before he said, though still sounding drunk, "Kisa... Hasn't Kisa gone home?""She has gone home?""Yeah, she just told us she was tired and wanted to go home and rest. I watched her walk out."Gilbert's face changed. 'If Kisa has gone home on her own, why have I waited at home for so long without seeing her return? Or did she go home just when I came out to look for her?' Thinking of this, he hurriedly left the karaoke bar. It was late, and there were very few cars on the road, so Gilbert pushed the car to its limit and hoped that Kisa had really arrived home safely.He soon arrived at Kisa's place. When he opened the door, there was still no one in the house, and the chicken gnocchi soup he had brought with him was still resting on the coffee table. Obviously, Kisa had not returned. Gilbert leaned against the door, feeling a little exhausted. According to the time the director said, Kisa should have arrive
It was Kisa's name that showed up on the screen. Gilbert picked up the phone and answered it with no hesitation."Hello, Gilbert?"When Kisa's voice came into his ears, he suddenly closed his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, all the worry, tension, and fear transformed into unspeakable anger. He gasped lightly, his chest heaving."Gilbert?" Kisa called out again when she did not get a response.Gilbert clutched his phone and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you?""Oh, I had an incident on the road last night, and then Jolina saved me, and then I spent the night at Jolina's place.""Then why didn't you return my messages last night? Why didn't you answer my phone calls? Did you know last night I was... I was..." Gilbert yelled furiously, and at the end, he put a hand to his forehead, feeling powerless.Kisa felt Gilbert was angry when he suddenly stopped speaking. So she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I did not mean not to answer your phone, nor did I mean not to r
The house was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. Her heart skipped a beat, wondering if Gilbert had been here or was here at this moment. Thinking of this, she could not wait to check the rooms without changing her shoes. But there was no one there. Not giving up, she went to the bathroom—there was still no sign of Gilbert. So she thought he must have left.Kisa was disappointed and dropped onto the couch, staring blankly at the coffee table. She suddenly frowned and hurriedly sat up as she saw the ashtray on the coffee table full of cigarette butts. She remembered she had cleaned the ashtray, and Gilbert had not come over in the past few days, so it had always been clean. But now, it was filled to the brim, and two cigarette butts were still burning and billowing white smoke. So she knew Gilbert must have stayed here last night and just left—he must have waited for her for a long time.She hurriedly took out her phone and wanted to call him. But just as she was about to do th
Christopher probably lost his patience as he had tried to leave several times, but Carolyn forced him to stay.During the break, Kisa looked at Christopher quietly. She no longer had any affection for her father. Her dearest and most beloved person was her mother. Probably because of guilt, Christopher was afraid to look her in the eyes. Kisa sneered, feeling sad to see their relationship come to such a pass."I have just asked you to come to visit Sharon today. She will be off work in a few minutes. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Carolyn scolded Christopher in anger."I really have urgent business. Besides, I am already here, and it is meaningless to keep waiting.""Heh, don't lie to me. I know there has not been much going on at the office lately. And even if there is, it is not as important as Sharon, okay?""All right, all right. I'm not leaving. Please stop arguing and making a scene here, lest people would laugh at us.""Heh, who dares to laugh at us but that b*star
"Kisa," Christopher faked a smile with even a bit of humility in his attitude, "what is going on here? Why did you have Sharon held up?""Dad, help me. This b*tch just can't stand to see me getting successful. Help me, Dad!" Sharon pleaded for his help.Instead of looking at Sharon, Christopher tried to please Kisa. "Tell me your grievances, Kisa. Don't do this, or it will harm the family harmony."'Family?' Kisa snickered. 'When I was down and out, this man never recognized me as the Case family's daughter and even joined Carolyn in attacking me. Now that I'm rich, he is shamelessly talking about family.' Kisa sat on a chair and looked indifferently at the family of three, which she wanted to have nothing to do with now. She sneered at Christopher. "Why don't you ask Sharon what she did to me last night?"Christopher looked at Sharon, and Sharon hung her head sheepishly and said, "I did nothing to her. She is just making things up.""Absolutely. Don't you even trust your own daug
Carolyn saw this and was delighted. She sneered at Kisa, "Do you really think there will be no one here in the suburbs, and you can do whatever you want?" She then called out to the two people, "Come and see, the celebrity Kisa brought a group of men to bully my daughter."When Kisa saw the faces of the two people, a sneer flashed across her face. And Sharon's face turned pale.It was Jolina and Peter. Carolyn was transfixed for a moment and felt that the man looked very familiar. She tugged at his arm without giving it a second thought. "Please help my daughter," Carolyn said, pointing at Kisa, cursing, "That woman is trying to hurt my daughter, thinking that no one can see it in the suburb—"Before Carolyn could finish, Peter yanked her hand away in disgust and stepped aside. If Jolina had not asked him to testify against Sharon, he would not have bothered to come and watch these clowns perform. 'Argh, this is really boring!' he groused in his mind.When Jolina walked silently to
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