Sigrid never thought that Mrs. Toland would care about their married life. 'No, no, no, that is not the point! 'What does it matter that George is cold-tempered and ignores her in bed? Should she take the initiative to do it?' Her words were wrong! Utterly wrong! He was not cold at all! He was very enthusiastic at night as if he didn't want to neglect her every night! He took the initiative every night, so she didn't need to take the first step at all! Sigrid was conflicted, but the next second she realized that there was something wrong. The nurse's uniform and maid's clothes... hadn't they been arranged by the maid? Sigrid didn't know the name of the maid, but now that she'd heard what Mrs. Toland said, she understood. The 'Alisa' that Mrs. Toland referred to must be that maid. The reason why she'd made a decision 'on her own' was that she'd reported the matter to Mrs. Toland and then Mrs. Toland had asked her to purchase it for her son
One million? Sigrid widened her eyes thinking this woman was out of her mind. Even if she had hit the children, which she did not, she would not give one million in compensation! 'Is she money hungry?' Sigrid thought to herself. At that moment, Alisa said, "Madam, don't be afraid of her. Mister knows how to handle things." Sigrid realized with the sentence the maid had said that she should be very confident. Even though the situation with that woman and the business tycoon facing her was not easy, she did not have to be afraid. As a matter of fact... that man was not as powerful as George! Last time in the supermarket, hadn't he cowered in front of George? "Then let's go. Let my husband handle this." She felt she had done the best she could, so she looked up and was ready to leave. Yet again, the woman held her back. Sigrid stopped full of frustration. She turned, wanting to ask the woman what she wanted when Sigrid saw her raising her hand re
After doing all this, he pretended that nothing had happened and began to read the news on the bed. After taking a shower Sigrid laid down beside George and whispered, "I'm going to sleep." "Okay." Sigrid breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he had responded disinterestedly as if he didn't intend to take off her clothes. She closed her eyes and was ready to sleep. It was the day of the departure for their honeymoon. Sigrid hadn't slept well last night from the excitement, so there were faint dark circles under her eyes. This made her very distressed, especially as the liquid foundation was still light and thin, and basically, she wore no concealer She could only put on a simple base makeup and then apply a lighter color lipstick. After all, it was the first time she would be going abroad, so she put on makeup to show her care. They would take George's private jet. Sigrid had never boarded a private jet before, but now when she got on it,
Considering that George's upper body was naked, although it was normal for a man to expose his upper body, Sigrid still did not want the stewardess to see it, so she asked for the food and took it herself into the room. Seeing George sitting naked on the edge of the bed Sigrid was a little embarrassed to look at him, but her gaze moved involuntarily to him. He had a great body. He had chest muscles, stomach muscles, and so without clothes he was really sexy... She gulped, and her mind was full of the feeling she had felt before. "If you want to see it, just look at it," George told her. "Who... who wants to see it?" Sigrid stuttered. "You do." She curled her lip and stared straight at him. "Do you work out much? I don't think I've ever seen you exercise before." He usually went to work and she didn't see him go out on weekends. How could he be in such great shape? Although he had muscles, they didn't give people the feeling of being
Sigrid looked at George weirdly. She always felt that George's presence was a bit out of place in this room. It was okay for her to sleep here, but wasn't it strange for George to sleep here? "What are you looking at?" George said, raising his eyebrows. "Nothing, I just feel that it's a little strange to see you standing in this room. Do you like this room?" she asked in a low voice. 'If you don't like it, we can sleep in separate rooms!' "As long as you like it, it's fine." George didn't care about the room, "How about this bed?" Sigrid sat on the bed. It was soft, almost the same as the bed at the villa. "It's quite comfortable," Sigrid said. "Great," said George. He looked at her thoughtfully, took a few steps back, and locked the door. When Sigrid heard George's voice, she looked up and saw that he was walking toward her while disrobing at the same time. For a minute, she was a bit nervous. "Why... why are you taking off your clothes?" she
When Sigrid came out of the bathroom, she saw that George had changed into a tuxedo. Seeing that he was wearing such thin clothing, she was a bit confused. "Why are you wearing this?" 'If you're not going out, you can just wear casual clothes around the house; but if you want to go out, you can't wear clothing like that. Do you only want to be stylish but cold?' she thought. George looked her over from head to toe. After thinking for a minute, he said, "We'll have Western food tonight." Did he have to wear a tuxedo to eat Western food? What a freak!. Sigrid really disliked George's obsession with appearance, so she wore thermal underwear. There was nothing that George hadn't seen, so she didn't care. Moreover, the clothes covered her body and nothing was revealed. What she doesn't realize is that not only concealing her body is sexy. George looked at her when she was not paying attention. Maybe because of her dancing, Sigrid had a beautiful fi
Sigrid, completely unaware of what the night would bring, wondered why George was suddenly asking her this question. She looked at him in confusion and waited to hear what he would say next. Her limpid eyes watching him, George for the first time understood what it meant to be nervous. He thought about what he had originally prepared to say and had heard what Sigrid had said about not having a marriage proposal. So he simply stood up, went behind her, and took the flowers from the butler. Following him, Sigrid turned around only to find that the butler was behind her. She looked down and her gaze landed on the bouquet of flowers that George was holding. Thinking again of what George had said just now, her heart started beating faster. Could it be... as she guessed? George turned around and let her see the small red box that was attached to the bouquet. Sigrid blushed for a second. Was that... an engagement ring? Sigrid looked at the wedding ring on h
So that's why Rebecca did such an outrageous thing on the day of the wedding? Sigrid used to think that Rachel's statement was ridiculous but, in fact, there was some truth to it. Because even if Rebecca thought that she had extra time to wait, she might not have done anything with Edward at the time. How else would Rebecca have the guts to cheat with Edward on her wedding day? Worried that Sigrid would feel that he had been too cruel, George said, "Although I manipulated them, it's a fact that they had been having an affair for two years." "Something still does not make sense with your argument. What if Rebecca had not cheated? You must have thought about this when you were with her, right?" Sigrid deliberately started to look for fault. George raised his eyebrows and said, "You know better than me what kind of person she is. If I want to break up with her, she never dares to refuse it." George was very confident in himself, and he was also certain that R
"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