Angeline said, “Although Jens is young, Whitty isn’t at a ripe age anymore. Whitty has waited for Jens for so many years. She should get something in return.” Sir Ares remained silent. However, there was still an unpleasant expression on his face.Upon catching sight of the expression on Sir Ares’ face, Whitty immediately said, “Daddy, Mommy, Jens and I aren’t in a rush to get married. Jens has decided to get married after having a stable career.”Sir Ares seemed to calm down. Jenson stood up and told Sir Ares, “Daddy, I’d like to marry Whitty.” Sir Ares cast a sideway glance at him and asked, “What’s the reason behind your decision to do so?” Jenson said, “I love her.” Sir Ares’ lips upturned slightly. Not only did Jens’ personality resemble that of his, but his outlook on love was similar to his as well.Upon recalling how persistent he was while pursuing Angeline when he was young, Sir Ares knew that he could not stop Jenson.The relationship between father and son w
“Madam Angeline, do you have any last words?” The man showed Angeline mercy and gave her the chance to breathe in some air. Angeline pondered upon it for a while and said, “In the past, I only wished for my family’s peace and my children’s health. Right now, I hope that my children will be able to achieve all of their dreams. I hope that Jens will be able to revitalize our family’s business. I hope that Baby Zetty’s wish for there to be no more pain and suffering in the world comes true. I hope that Baby Robbie’s wish for there to be no more separations in families comes true as well.” The man was stunned. The gun in his hands tilted slightly. “Madam Angeline, wealthy people like you live luxurious lives that are free of worries. How would you ever understand the suffering of ordinary people like us? You didn’t mean anything you said to me just now, right?” Angeline said, “I’m about to die. Why would I lie to you? Although I’m from a wealthy family, I’m also a mother. I love
“Let’s get a divorce.”The man, dignified yet arrogant, gazed emotionlessly at the small woman in front of him.“I’ll pay for the alimony,” he said indifferently. “If you need money, a job, or a good doctor for your mother, I’ll provide them for you.” Rose fought desperately to hold back the tears in her eyes.When Jay Ares's fiancee ran away the day before their wedding, they were forced to find a temporary substitute bride to feed the appetites of the ravenous paparazzi and media outlets. He believed that she had accepted the role to claim the title, to be known as Mrs. Ares. However, the woman, Rose, alone knew that the reason she agreed was to fulfill her two lifetimes' worth of love for him.He never knew how much she loved him. “I didn’t marry you for money,” she whispered. The intensity of her love for him had given birth to an inferiority complex.The man's deep, quiet eyes flashed a hint of skepticism.If two complete strangers got married, what reason could it be
Jay Ares received an unexpected gift. A newborn baby.As he looked at swaddled infant clamoring for food, a thick layer of frost seemed to cover Jay's handsome face."Where’s the child's mother?" he asked through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously.How dare that woman take his seed and shun the responsibility of taking care of the child?"My apologies, sir,” replied the courier. “The child's mother has died in the hospital, from dystocia.".Jay tensed up and fell silent. He took a long time processing it, the flame in his eyes mixed with a hint of doubt. "Dead?"The person nodded grimly, took out his phone, and showed Jay the portrait of the deceased Rose."Mr. Ares, this is Rose’s memorial portrait that we took of her. I can send it to you if you like—”Jay's eyes scanned the phone screen rapidly. The woman in the photo was bloated and her swollen face was as pale as a ghost. Her protuberant eyes were opened wide, staring right across the screen.Who could this be i
As Rose began hailing a cab by the roadside, Jay walked over with the enchanting young woman by his side.“Step aside.”He spoke with his deep and mellow cello-like voice which could cause a woman's ovaries to explode.Even so, it also contained a trace of superiority that the wealthy possessed.Rose suddenly realized that she and her kids were indeed blocking their way—they were standing right in front of a Rolls-Royce with a Spirit of Ecstasy ornament on its bonnet.Rose dragged her suitcase with one hand and her children with the other. Upon seeing Jay, she felt rather panicky, and was slow to move aside—The voluptuous woman said in a sardonic voice, “You must be in some deep sh*t to have to wrap yourself up like that. Fine, wear your sunglasses if you want, but why force your children to wear them while walking? Isn’t that a health hazard, you're not worried they might trip or something?”Rose felt sick to her stomach. ‘I wouldn’t be dressing like this if I didn't have to a
After half an hour.The Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of Mountain's Fork Cemetery.Through the car window, Josephine read the three big words, Mountain's Fork Cemetery, and her delicate face turned pale.The reason for her trip home was to visit her seriously ill grandmother. Unless Grandma had…"Is Grandma here?" Josephine gasped."Rose is." Jay corrected her."Rose? Rose is buried here?"Josephine breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she asked quizzically, "It's not the Qingming Festival, so why are we here?" (TN: Chinese families visit the tombs of their ancestors during Qingming Festival to clean the gravesites, pray to their ancestors, and make ritual offerings.)Josephine suddenly squealed with excitement, "You still have feelings for Rose, I knew it! I mean, what else could explain that crazy genius baby Jenson?”Jay was already taking long strides toward the high steps. Large cypress pine trees were planted on both sides of the stairs.At Josephine's words, he came t
Grand Asia Hospital.Jay went to the monitoring room. As soon as he entered, a young man greeted him and gave his report."Master Ares, the patient's data entered our system twenty minutes ago. We’ve done as you ordered and set up an electronic tracker to track the person who submitted her information. But, this woman looks very different from the photo you gave us…”Jay’s eyes were glued intently on the monitor. The young man shifted the mouse and a woman dressed in punk fashion appeared on the screen.Jay frowned and carefully observed the woman with dreadlocks, lips smeared with lipstick with a cat-eye eyeshadow, trying to suppress the discomfort he was feeling."Zoom in!" Jay barked.Rose's face was enlarged on the monitor and the high-definition image offered a clear view of her face.She still looked the same...Jay narrowed his eyes.How did Rose escape from his escape-proof net back then?He could not fathom how she had managed to stay hidden when the entire world was
“Bite you? I wouldn’t put my mouth anywhere near something as dirty as you.” Jay raised his eyebrows coolly.He rose from the black leather swivel chair and approached Rose step by step. He peered down arrogantly at Rose from his towering 185cm height."So, Rose. How should you pay me back for what you did five years ago?" Jay asked sinisterly. Rose's memory of that night was crystal clear. Five years ago, with a little extra courage from alcohol, she had...She drugged that man, and then…“I-I’ve already compensated you!” Rose frantically tried to reason with the tycoon.A flicker of annoyance appeared on Jay’s darkening face. "How about I pay you back tenfold and have you sleep with a man, hm?" Jay reached out and grasped her tiny chin. His anger was like a drowsy lion, ready to pounce at any moment. Rose saw the flash of scarlet in his eyes. He looked like a predator and she was immobilized by fear."What do you want?" Jay's hand slipped down to her neckline and he