I opened my eyes, only to feel that the corner of my eye was slightly kissed by Shelton. His kiss took away the teardrop hanging there. It was as light as a feather. After a while, Shelton stood up and sat straight. He put the coat on me and said, "Sorry, I was too rude. I just..." "It's nothing." I stood up. "You're wrong, Shelton. I'm not here to catch you cheating on me, and I'm not here to get angry with you. I mean, I don't mind what happened today." "Oh." Hearing my words, Shelton chuckled and shook his head helplessly. "Do you know? That's the reason why I'm angry. I'd rather you blame me for this, I'd rather you quarrel with me, and I'd rather you drove those women away just now. Because, only in this way can I know that you really care about me." Shelton's words deeply moved me. For a moment, I thought I could understand him. However ... I tightened the clothes on me and lowered my eyes. "I really don't mind for now. If one
"No, my big brother provoked the gangsters for her! It used to a big taboo of his business. He used to tell me that I should never get involved with the gangsters. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get away from them. But he went their place for Charlotte." Roger said excitedly. I stood at the door, and my hand holding the door handle trembled slightly. Was it true? Roger seemed to have taken a sip of water. I heard him put down his cup and continue, "My brother got into a fight with them because of this. He was nearly kidnapped at that time. He escaped by himself! He was seriously injured and one of his ribs was broken! He spent a long time recovering!" "He was seriously injured?" Lisa seemed to be very surprised. "Yes! At that time, my big brother was trying to protect her! And about Clark Kelsi, although the Kelsi family is doing legitimate business, in fact, they are also associated with the gangsters. Otherwise, why should my big brother marry
In the morning of this late winter, there were only a few people in the cemetery. The path in the cemetery had just been cleaned. There was not even a leaf on it. Although Roger had told me about the area where the tomb Patrick had bought for me was located, he hadn't told me about its exact location. When I arrived, I realized that the third region was very large. I wrapped myself tightly in my coat and wandered in this cemetery. It took me almost an hour to finally find the tombstone. However, the name on it was not mine. Instead, it was Caroline. This tombstone was obviously new. "This tombstone was newly changed a few days ago." When I was staring at the tombstone in a daze, I heard a hoarse and old voice from behind me. I looked back and saw an old man standing behind me, who stooped and held a large broom in his hands. Hearing his words, I guessed he knew a lot about this place, so I asked, "Why was it changed?"
I shook my head. I didn't say anything. After we finished breakfast, Shelton drove me to a jewelry store to choose a set of engagement rings. When we entered the jewelry store, the manager and several shop assistants of the store had already been waiting at the door. When we came close, they greeted together, "Mr. and Mrs. Cowell, welcome." Shelton was very pleased with being addressed like this. An engagement ring was different from a wedding ring. It should be suitable for daily use. Shelton asked a clerk to bring him a few rings. We picked one set together. After buying the engagement rings, Shelton had a meal with me and then selected two sets of clothes for engagement. Then we came home together. It was four o'clock in the afternoon when we got home. After going back, I sat on the sofa alone and talked with Nancy about the design tomorrow. Suddenly, Shelton came over and sat next to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and
For a moment, I didn't know how to answer. It's quite strange for me to say that we never had sex, since we were both adults. But if I said yes... In the face of Patrick, I found it difficult to say yes. I felt that Shelton pinched my shoulder with a little force. I looked at him. Shelton suddenly leaned over, kissed my forehead, and then said with a smile, "Sorry, I know you are shy. I shouldn't mention this in public." "Mm..." I nodded my head gently, as a posture for agreement. I thought I had dodged the bullet, but Shelton continued, "However, this is about my dignity. If you don't say it, others will really think that I lost my ability." He looked at me softly, but expected me to say something he wished. He was waiting for me to confirm his ability. I hesitated and then I realized that he just needed a simple answer. But when I was about to open my mouth, I heard Dulcie say, "Do you guys have to talk about this priv
"I... " "Get out!" I was about to open my mouth, but Dulcie directly pulled me, wanting to get me out of the room. Sheridan said, "My dad wants to have a talk with his children. You are just an outsider, what's your point of staying here?" As they spoke, they were trying to pull me out of the room. However, Shelton grabbed my arm tightly. He glanced at Dulcie and Sheridan, and said, "Sorry, I don't trust you and don't want my fiancee to stay with you alone." "What are you talking about, Shelton?" Sheridan was unhappy about Shelton's words. "We won't do anything to her." "He is right. She should not be here when you are talking." Dulcie stood with Sheridan. In order not to embarrass Shelton and Ned, I put my hand on Shelton's hand and said with a smile, "I'll wait for you outside till you finish talking. It's okay." As I spoke, I glanced at Patrick. Patrick looked at me coldly without saying anything, but I seemed to unde
Shelton's words made me freeze for a second. What, what did he mean? I looked at Shelton. From his face and the corners of his mouth, I found that his expression was particularly serious. I looked at him blankly, and felt very confused. After a moment, I asked, "What do you mean?" At this time, I heard a harsh beep outside the car. I saw from the rear mirror that Patrick's car was following behind. The high beams of his car were flashing, looking like a provocation! I suddenly had a bad feeling. Shelton patted me on the head. "Soon, you won't be disturbed by this." When he said these words, there was no smile on his face. Then, he took off his glasses and drove the car out of the East Wind restaurant. "What are you going to do? Where are we going?" I kept asking Shelton. However, Shelton did not answer my question. He totally focused on driving. At this time, it was already night, and it was snowing. The drif
When we reached the door, most of the bodyguards just stayed there. Only four of them followed us inside. We entered the elevator. Instead of going up, we went down. We reached the fourth basement. As soon as the door opened, Shelton and Patrick both got out of the elevator. I followed them out of the elevator. We were in a very big room, which seemed to be a leisure room. Inside the room, there were billiard tables, small water bars, darts, foosball sets, and so on. There were three large black sofas in the middle of the room. A tea table was also in the middle. Some fruit plates were placed on this tea table. Next to the plates... I saw an old-fashioned pistol. I recalled carefully and then found out that this gun seemed to be a revolver! When I realized this was a revolver, I immediately knew what was going to happen next! I rushed over and opened my arms to block these two men in front of me. I shook my h
After the wedding, our honeymoon plan was postponed because Rosalie was too young and Patrick's legs had not yet fully recovered. I had been resting at home all along. Sometimes I would talk to Nancy about my work. It was March with spring blossoms when Rosalie was 100 days old. Early in the morning, Patrick went out as usual, and I saw him off at the door. He held my face, kissed my forehead gently, and said softly, "Pack your daily necessities this morning. We'll go to our new home this afternoon." "New home? Where is it? Why didn't you mention it before?" I was stunned. I hadn't heard anything about the new home from Patrick so far. He looked mysterious and tidied up the messy hair on my face. "You will know when we arrive in the afternoon." After that, without waiting for me to ask more questions, he glanced at his watch and hurried out. "A new home?" I thought about it carefully. After getting married to Patrick, I
Patrick and I held a wedding when Rosalie was 100 days old. Although he wanted to hold a grand banquet, I refused to do so. Mostly, I was too old to care about the formalities anymore. But I understood that it was Patrick's heart for me, and I did not refuse to hold the wedding. We just needed to call some good friends and have a Simple banquet. Patrick couldn't convince me, so he naturally agreed. In the blink of an eye, it was the wedding day. Shirley sent me the wedding dress. Because it was a mini wedding, only seven or eight tables were available. Most of the guests came from my studio and Towering High Company. Everyone was familiar with each other. In order to solve the marriage problem of the older single women in my studio, Nancy and I also made a special effort on the seating row. We specifically put single men and women of marriageable age at one table, expecting them to develop their relationship. Early
Listening to Shirley's words, I truly felt lucky for Shelton. Fortunately, he returned. Fortunately, he returned to Shirley's side. Back to the person who loved him. Michael Blake was hired as defense counsel in Shelton's case. I went to find Patrick and asked him about the case. He told me Shelton had locked Emily up for a while, but he soon let her go. But after that, Emily asked Shelton for money. Shelton gave her some. After Emily spent all the money, she was desperate and went to the police. She wanted to use this method to force Shelton to give her money. When I heard Patrick's words, I thought that Emily was too naïve. If this were true, then someone might help her. But it was she who exposed the video in the first place, and everyone knew that. She had made the choice. Now everything she said just made it worse. Emily had no money, so she could only find the assigned lawyer to file the lawsuit. In the first
She looked terrible, even her makeup was crying off. Only one night had passed, but she seemed to have aged a few years. She looked at us and asked, "How is father doing?" "The operation was successful." Patrick answered, but his expression looked bad. Dulcie heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Good." Then she turned around and was about to leave. Patrick said, "Aunt Dulcie, you don't have to blame yourself. It's just that Roger used you." "I blame myself for being stupid." Dulcie stood there, with her back to us and her head lowered. "I know it quite well in my heart. How could such a handsome, good and young man like him fall in love with me? But I still hold a trace of luck in my heart, thinking about what if it's true?" She didn't go on but left with her head down. I was a little worried. "Will your aunt be fine?" "Don't worry. She is a strong woman." After Patrick said that, he patted me on the shoulder. "You should go to
Patrick's words were like a sharp sword that pierced into Roger's heart. Roger stood there. Although he looked calm, he lost all his momentum. At this moment, the ambulance arrived. Although Dulcie was angry and hard to accept it, she could tell what was more important. She opened the door and let the doctor in. The doctor examined Ned first, and then quickly carried him into the ambulance. Because of the small space in the ambulance, only two people were allowed to accompany Ned. Sheridan and Melissa got in. Once they left, it was just me, Patrick, Dulcie, and Roger left in the room. "I'll ask the driver to drive the car over." Patrick took out his phone and called the driver. Then I supported him to go out. Dulcie and Roger stood there without saying a word. Patrick did not talk to them either. He went out with me and got in the car. We decided to order the servants to take care of Glenn first. We cal
Hearing his words, Sheridan looked gloomy on the side. Patrick held me in his arms, "You seem to care about the affairs of the Cowell Family so much. Each time we have some disputes, you will help us enthusiastically. Now you are making a move on my aunt, aren't you?" "No." After finishing his words, Roger imitated Patrick and held Dulcie in his arms, saying, "Dulcie and I love each other sincerely." ...... I looked gloomy. It wasn't that I didn't believe in December Romance. However, the age gap between them was so large. As Patrick's aunt, Dulcie was quite good-looking. It was just that she, who was old, had encountered too many unpleasant things in the past few years, making her meaner and harsher. As for Roger by her side... From all aspects, every woman lusted for him. He, who wasn't poor, surely could get whatever woman he wanted with ease. Indeed, in every way, there was no way that he would take a fancy to Dulcie. No w
"All right." I nodded. I would marry Patrick soon. Because of the things taking place in the past, the Cowell Family didn't have a good impression of me. If I arrived there late because of getting changed this time, it wouldn't be worth it. Holding Patrick's hand, I went downstairs with him. Coming out early, we didn't see many cars on the road. When we arrived at the Cowell Family's mansion, it was exactly 6:30 p.m. By the time we went in, it had been quite lively inside the house. Sheridan, Melissa, and Ned were all surrounding Glenn. Glenn, a six-year-old child, was smart and flexible. Whatever others asked him, he would respond like an adult. Upon seeing us, the three of us looked at me. Ned straightened up first and said with a smile on his face, "You're here." "Yes. Hello, Grandpa Cowell." After greeting Ned, I said to Sheridan and Melissa, "Hello, Mr. Sheridan. Hello, Mrs. Melissa." Now, the relationsh
"I'll be gentler." Leaning and frowning, he seemed to be in great pain, "I'm in pain." ...... "I am telling you the truth..." Cupping my face with his hands, he looked as if he were waiting for me to show my mercy. Frowning, i didn't know what to do for a while. What's more, unlike Patrick's office where there was a lounge, my office was a small one with a sofa only. Moreover, the setup was later divided. It wasn't quite soundproof. Once, Nancy made a phone call to argue with a construction company in her office. I heard all that she had said clearly in my office... Thinking of this, I shook my head heavily. Seeing his distressed look, I tentatively asked, "Shall we go upstairs?" Upon finishing my words, I felt that my suggestion wasn't quite plausible. At this time, Patrick was on the verge of ejecting. His private part was bulging. On the way out, we would pass by the open office... Everyone would be watching us.
"Why did you... come here?" Standing up in a hurry, I helped Patrick into the office. While walking in, he closed the door handily. Looking up at the closed door, I knew that he should be here for what had happened just now. Even if he wouldn't take the initiative to come here, I would ask him about it. I helped Patrick seated on the sofa. Sitting up, he looked at me and said, "What do you want to know? Go ahead." Sure enough, he knew me. Sitting opposite him and looking at him, I thought for a moment before asking, "What happened? What did Kelsi do?" "Ever since she left last time, per my order, Louis had been keeping an eye on everything about her, including the ones she contacted. As expected, she dealt with the ones who smuggled guns and bribed a murderer, asking him to kill someone." Patrick didn't state who Kelsi had wanted to kill explicitly. Even so, I knew that it was me. I looked at Patrick, asking, "What did you do?