Natasha turned away awkwardly, only to see Christin as he stood there with a darkened expression. She was instantly embarrassed. "Did you hear it all?" "Yes," Christin replied coldly. "When did I become an insensitive man? Am I not quite good? We even had a candlelight dinner two days ago." Natasha thought to herself, "Stop talking. I am suddenly reminded of the childish cartoon lamps again." Christin saw her remain silent and speculated that she was reminded of those childish lamps. At that moment, Christin was a little angry from embarrassment. He dragged Natasha away and said, "You guys should go to class first. We have something to talk about." "Is this truancy done out in the open?" Sigrid asked softly. Miley nodded her head shyly. It was already so obvious. Natasha was still somewhat upset when Christin dragged her out. "You're hurting me!" Christin quickly lessened his strength and only let go of her after making sure that no
Charles looked at Wrenna who had just come out of the bathroom. Some time ago, Rachel came up with an idea for him. She said that women only love bad guys and asked Charles to take advantage of her more often. However, he was kicked off the bed by his wife when he tried it that night. There were good and bad things about the beginner training class. The good thing was that his wife would be in good health, and when she encountered danger in the future, she would have the ability to protect herself. The disadvantage was that if he wanted to take advantage of her, she would treat him as a pervert. Besides, his wife also wanted to try out her skills on him... Charles agreed that Cyrus was right. He was indeed no different from a single man. It was just that he had an extra marriage certificate document, compared to a single man. "Wifey," he greeted her. Wrenna immediately had goosebumps all over her body when she heard that! Her body stiffened as
Charles' mood was elevated when he thought of this. He was hoping to have a son who looked like him, and then a daughter who looked like her. A boy and a girl would make a good pair. After Wrenna came out from the bathroom and climbed onto the bed, she said to Charles who was next to her, "Go sleep on the floor!" Charles went straight to the cabinet to take out his "bed" with a long face. Since they were now living with the Andrew family, the most arrogant Charles did not want the servants to find out that he slept on the floor every night, so he would always take the "bed" out at night and keep it back into the cabinet in the morning to pretend that he was sleeping with his wife on the bed the whole time. For this reason, the servants of the Andrew family looked at him oddly. After all, the bed was always clean, and there weren't any traces left when they came to clean it every day. He thought, maybe the servants thought he had problems wi
On the day Sigrid had her period, she decided to go on a date with George. Even though they had already been married for two years, dates with her husband were a must. They didn't bring their kids along, it was just the two of them. So, Mr. Toland woke up in a good mood in the morning to wash up, while his wife had trouble choosing the right lipstick after a simple dress up. The lipsticks piling up in front of Sigrid were giving her a headache! She felt that it was necessary to try on each lipstick and take a picture, so in future, she could look at the pictures and decide on which one to use before going out. Otherwise, she wouldn't know the color of each lipstick as the display on the internet might not be accurate! "Mommy, this." Candy handed a lipstick over. During this time, Sigrid would choose one lipstick and bring it to class every day. Although Candy didn't know how Sigrid would choose lipsticks, she had already known that she had to
George had already noticed her small actions. He knew that she wouldn't post the photo as long as she didn't want to suffer in bed after her menstruation, so he let her do whatever she wanted. After he put everything in place, he said, "You can choose a type now." Sigrid was going to spend the afternoon baking cakes. Thinking that the kids liked sweet and sugary stuff, she started the baking process after deciding on chocolate and fruity flavors. Baking cakes required technical skills. Since both of them were inexperienced, they didn't dare to pick the ones that were too difficult, as they were afraid that the children would dislike the final products if they came out to be terrible-looking. They could only try making a few simple ones, and fortunately, they all looked considerably fine. After packing the cakes in a box, they took off their aprons while Sigrid said, "Let's see if they like it when we bring this back tonight." "They have to like it either way," G
Sigrid despised Eddison, especially when she heard from Elizabeth that he was masochistic. She did not have such a weird kink. If she was to be liked by him, others who did not know her might think George was a sadist as well! She must stay away from this man for the sake of George's reputation! "Mr. Quilt, didn't I make myself clear the last time? You should know that I'm married and I even have children. Let us pretend not to know each other so that my hubby will not misunderstand us." Sigrid was well aware of Eddison's presence back home, and he must have returned just for her. However, she couldn't just point it out loud as it would be very awkward if Eddison insisted on saying that he came back for his mother. So she decided to pretend not to know him if they coincidentally met. Eddison somewhat frowned. "I came back here just for you, and you want me to pretend that I don't know you? I wanted to meet you because I like you. How can I pretend
When the two of them returned home, Sigrid took out the cakes they made that day and gave it to the children. Although Oreo and Candy were too young, they could still eat some cream. The four children sat around and ate the cake with their tiny spoons. Sigrid couldn't help taking pictures of them and kept them in albums as memories. Sigrid planned to go on dates with George these days. However, the next morning, they received a message from Walter, who asked them to return to the manor. When they arrived at the main residence hand in hand, Sigrid was still confused as to why they were called back home. Walter and Vallerie lived in peace at the main residence, and they wouldn't call them home for nothing. It felt odd that day. The moment they entered the main residence, they saw some people already sitting in the hall. Not only was Wesley's family present, but Rebecca was also there! What was going on! Why was Rebecca there?! Sigrid looked at
The smile on Rebecca's face froze for a moment before she smiled and said, "We met each other at Sigrid's children's birthday party. We had a good impression of each other, so after we came into contact a few times, everything went just right." Sigrid snorted. Why must they always mention the birthday party? Were they trying to say that they got together all because of the birthday party? Please don't disgust her! Besides, Rebecca had left not long after she arrived that day. She had only met Wesley once at the entrance of the hall. There and then, they fell in love with each other? Sigrid looked at Rebecca disgustedly. She must have known that Wesley was her uncle and chose to be with him just to disgust her on purpose! Rebecca was only twenty-five this year, but Wesley was already more than fifty! Although Sigrid's father was also in his fifties, he looked much younger than Wesley! At the same time, Wesley smiled and announced, "Actually, Rebecca a
"Okay." Grace agreed and said, "I have something else to discuss with you." When he finally heard this sentence, Zaden knew that there must've been something going on. "What's the matter?" As they talked, they went into the lounge. Zaden also specifically told the secretaries that no one was allowed to come in and disturb him before work in the afternoon. These words made the secretaries' eyes turn red. Since he had ordered them to keep everyone out of his office while he was inside with a woman, it was hard to control their imaginations from running wild. "How's your investigation on my surrogacy?" Grace asked. Zaden had thought that Grace's patience was wearing thin, and so she had sought him out for an update on his progress. Feeling a little ashamed, he said, "I'm sorry. There hasn't been any progress so far. You know that information on surrogacy is highly secured. It won't be so easy for my subordinates to investigate it." "It's okay. You
"Stop!" Grace made a gesture and said, "I'm going to the Empire Group. Do you want to go with me?" "Oh?" Gentry was flustered for a moment and then realized that he had almost gotten himself in trouble. He quickly said goodbye. "Sorry, sorry for bothering you. It's my fault!" Grace shook her head helplessly. She went to the kitchen to bring the toiletries she had prepared for Zaden, and set off for the Empire Group. Grace took a cab, as she didn't have the nerve to ask her chauffeurs to give her a ride. This was the first time Grace had taken the initiative to go there. She didn't know whether she was going to meet Zaden or not, but the staff at the front desk had changed since the last time she had went to deliver food and she didn't know when it had happened. Hence, the new staff didn't know her at all. However, when she saw that Grace was dressed up very beautifully and elegantly, she guessed that Grace must be someone important. Naturally, she didn't d
This time, Grace took the initiative. She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Zaden's neck, and took the initiative to plant her pink lips on his. The chaste kisses turned into lingering kisses. Zaden had always restrained himself very much. Every time he met Grace, he always felt that he was on the verge of losing control. "Well, I can't believe that you are so obedient today. Go to sleep. If you kiss me again, I might not remain chaste. You won't have a chance to sleep even if you want to," said Zaden. After going to bed, Grace took the initiative to cradle into Zaden's arms. Just like Dulcie acting like a spoiled child, Grace had also put all of her heart and soul into Zaden, like a spoiled child. The next day, there was still no sign of Zaden at breakfast in the Andrew household. "Oh? Dad's gone again..." Dulcie said regretfully. Douglas found that his sister was upset, thus he comforted her, "It doesn't matter, Dulcie. Daddy need
The silent confrontation was still going on, and Zaden was waiting. When would Moira give in? Moira was also waiting. When would Zaden be gracious enough to let her go? However, perhaps these two people didn't know each other very well. They both had naive expectations that were absolutely wrong and impossible to achieve from the beginning. "It's so cold..." Moira murmured in a low voice. As she spoke, a puff of white vapor immediately appeared in front of her lips. Even though kneeling down like this was not a big deal, Moira had always been pampered and had grown up a spoiled child. She had never suffered this kind of hardship before. Her body could not bear it either. She only felt that her legs were on the verge of losing its strength and becoming numb. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the wind and rain swayed. Flowers in the garden were beaten into a mess by the rain, as so was Moira. Moira's body had reached its limit, and she could not catch h
"Plop—" Moira's kneecaps hit the ground, the sound of it ringing crisp. Grace was dumbfounded. She looked at Moira, who was kneeling in front of her, and could not say anything for a while. As for Zaden, there was not even the slightest expression on his face. "What, what are you doing?" Grace asked. She instinctively stood up from her chair as she took in the scene before her, at a complete loss of what to do. Moira glanced at her. Sometimes, when one's ego was at one's feet, one becomes more able to take humiliation than usual. She replied with indifference, "Why are you so agitated? I'm not kneeling at you. Don't think too much of yourself." Moira looked at Zaden and said, "Zaden, I beg you, please have mercy on the Coulson family. No matter what you demand, as long as I can do it, you can demand it!" Zaden frowned and said, "Kneel further if you want to. You're an eyesore right now." Mercy? For someone like Zaden, mercy had always bee
"No, Mother, if Zaden takes over the Coulson Group, then we..." Moira could not continue speaking. She did not even want to imagine what would happen. "You understand now? I thought a donkey kicked you in the brain!" "That... That won't do. I'll go beg him right now!" Moira shouted. Now that things had come to this, it was obvious that Zaden's target was Moira. Although she was extremely unwilling, she would have to make a stand against him now. No matter what she would have to experience, she had to protect the company. She could not lose everything. She rushed to the Andrew family villa, but Moira was not even allowed through the main entrance. "Let me in!" Moira began making a scene outside. She made such a ruckus that it was difficult for the people inside to ignore her. "Mr. Andrew, Miss Coulson is causing a scene outside, this..." the butler informed Zaden "Let her be," Zaden said expressionlessly. This was not the first
Grace frowned before cutting Moira off. "Moira, there's no use in talking to me like that. I just want to know who it is. Tell me the truth!" "Do you think I'll tell you just because you want to know?" Moira scoffed before retorting, "Who do you think you are?" "Does this mean that you admit you used Mr. Yale's name to deceive me?" Grace quickly latched onto the loophole in Moira's words. "Hah, I didn't say that. You're just making things up." Moira was still as stubborn as a mule. She once again diverted the topic so that she could insult and ridicule Grace. All sorts of vulgarities came through the call, and each minute that passed only pushed a person's limits even further. Grace felt nothing at Moira's words. However, Zaden, who was next to her, did not want to hear any more of it. He was on his last straw, so he grabbed the phone to end the call. "Are you stupid? Just letting her scold you like that?" Zaden asked, his tone sour. "As long a
"Mr. Yale and his wife are quite old, so having children has been difficult for them. In the beginning, they contacted many surrogacy agencies. However, Mr. Yale was extremely cautious when it came to picking a surrogate mother. This caused a lot of trouble to the agencies since the surrogate mothers they suggested never met his standards." "Later, Mr. Yale thought about going abroad to find a surrogate mother. However, right at the critical moment, he suddenly found out that Mrs. Yale was already pregnant!" "The pleasant surprise caused them to give up their search for a surrogate mother. After all, Mrs. Yale wasn't getting any younger and they both went through a lot to get this son, so that's why the Yale family treats him so preciously." As Zaden listened to the report from his subordinate on the other end of the call, his mood grew complicated. The only way he could clear his mind was to focus on the fact that the night wind had blown his body cold. To be h
Mr. Yale's word of thanks was like a knife stabbing into Grace's heart. How could she be worthy of his gratitude? She could not take it anymore and felt like returning to the car to escape the situation. Mr. Yale withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Even he, who was usually slick and smooth, could not find the right words to say at this time. Zaden tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm sorry, she was one of the victims too, so..." "I understand," Mr. Yale said with a nod. "We understand and more than anything else, we thank you, Mr. Andrew. You've worked hard today. We won't take up any more of your time. You should go back early and rest. We will definitely drop by next time to properly thank you." Zaden nodded and turned to get in the car. Dulcie was all worn out from crying too long, so she was curled up in her seat and fast asleep. Zaden asked softly, "What on earth happened before I arrived?" Grace suddenly turned teary-eyed. The tear