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
He smiled, picked her up and walked toward the bathroom. Taking a bath was a long process, especially when George was bathing Sigrid himself. He was indeed very careful and, according to what she had told him, he helped her to wash properly. In the end, he finally entered the bathtub to bath with her. As George took a towel to clean her body, Sigrid even reached out her hand to his crotch. "Georgie... What-What's this?" Sigrid asked with a puzzled look. George didn't know what to say. "Didn't Georgie a eunuch? Someone come and drag him out! This man isn't Georgie. He wants to rape me!" Sigrid shouted feebly. George's face completely changed and he wanted to cover her mouth with his hand. He was really worried that this little girl would ask someone to castrate him later. He'd have to spank her on the a*s for talking like that! "Mmmm!" How dare you! How dare you cover my mouth! Sigrid struggled and was about to bite him when she sudd
After breakfast, Sigrid stayed in the bathroom for five minutes and upon coming out, she saw that George had put on his sweater. "Are we going out?" asked Sigrid. She was confused. Even though she had read the itinerary of what they would do, she had not memorized it and did not remember what she was going to do on any given day. George nodded and said, "I'll take you to eat delicious food for lunch." When she heard that there was delicious food, her eyes lit up. Her alluring eyes were full of excitement, and even the way she talked to him was much softer. "Then wait for me. I'll change my clothes." She thought for a minute about what to wear and took her turtleneck sweater and thick pants into the bathroom. George was upset to see her wearing thick warm clothing but most annoying was to see she was avoiding changing in front of him. But he decided not to say anything. It seemed that the proposal he had made last night made her realize that he loved
Sigrid gave him a look of disdain, reached out her hand to help him press a few times, adjusted the temperature and time, and then covered the lid. George took the steak and opened the package where the steak was sealed in and read the instruction on how to cook it. Then he turned on the other hotplate doing the same as Sigrid had shown him and put butter into the pan. Seeing he had put the pan at a high temperature, Sigrid quickly lowered the temperature. She was about to explain that it was not necessary to cook a steak at a high temperature when she saw him put the steak into the pan... 'You just put down the butter. It's not hot enough yet, but you already put the steak into it?' she wondered. She looked up and saw his serious face, as if he was involved with a project worth millions. She couldn't help but find it funny. "Why are you laughing?" Noticing that she was laughing, George turned his head and frowned slightly, wondering if he had made a mista
Dumbfounded, she turned around and stared at him. Looking at George's doting eyes, she felt that her heartbeat was gradually increasing. Although he might be joking around, she was moved by his words. Thinking about what she had said earlier, she couldn't show her feelings in front of him. Thus, she stared at him with a flushed face and said, "Promise to give me a monthly allowance, buy me whatever I want, and never make me feel aggrieved!" "Alright," he agreed without hesitation. Was that really all she wanted? "Okay. From now on, you'll be my dad!" Sigrid frowned sternly as she stated in all seriousness. George was speechless for a while, wondering if she was joking. Sigrid burst out in laughter upon seeing his astonished expression. "I just said that I wanted to be spoiled by my parents. Then, you told me you would pamper me in the future. Doesn't that mean you want to be my dad? Or do you want to be my mom?" George felt a little upset and h
"I'm talking about whether you like me or not!" Sigrid turned her gaze away out of guilt. George pushed the report aside and said, "Haven't you made up your mind?" She pretended to be puzzled and stared blankly at him. George continued, "I know you still need some time. It's okay. Take the next week to mentally prepare yourself." It just so happened that she was having her period these few days. They would have to wait for her period to end, then only could they prepare for her pregnancy. Sigrid was speechless. Was it too late to run away now? With the thought of her still being abroad, Sigrid felt that it was not a wise decision to run away. She was not familiar with this place after all. What if she ran into trouble? "I'm a little drowsy now. Why don't we have a nap?" Sigrid quickly stood up, took off her coat, and walked toward the room. Before she could enter the room, the front door swung open to reveal Alisa. The latter was carrying a big
Seeing him reading the text, Sigrid silently hoped that the page he was reading did not have any mention of any erotic events. There was no way this book would be completely about erotic things, right? Maybe he wouldn't see anything... However, he frowned and looked at her strangely. Sigrid was speechless. "Oh, no, Am I that unlucky? Did he read it?" she thought. "Ahem, books like that are all the same. There are some things that are erotic in some parts. This is also why they're interesting and attract readers," Sigrid said awkwardly. "Are you sure?" he asked. Sigrid was speechless again. She didn't know exactly which part he'd read. Was it one of the erotic parts? Sigrid was a little hesitant. Just when she was about to go and read the page, George stared into her eyes and said, "I didn't expect you would enjoy these things. I'll buy more for you." Oh, no! She exclaimed inwardly, "It's a misunderstanding!" Just as she was in a dil
Sigrid quickly grabbed on to her clothes tightly. "No, I'm very comfortable in my clothes! Don't undress me!" She knew exactly what was on his mind. If he undressed her, they would be doing it in the middle of the day. However, no matter how hard she resisted, she was still no match for George's strength. She could sleep only when he had finished his "fun". Cursing him inwardly, Sigrid couldn't imagine spending the rest of her life with this man caressing her every night. It was torturous! How could he be full of vigor? She had to think twice about whether she could spend her whole life with George. She felt that her fragile body wouldn't be able to bear it! When she woke from her nap, it was already noon. Sigrid sat up and dressed herself. She noticed that at some point, the box that she'd kicked away had been moved to the bedside, the erotic novel placed on the nightstand by George's side of the bed. Sigrid went over and curiously flipp
"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