Deborah chatted with Valeria for a while before she hung up. She then turned to look at Azalea, who was sitting on the sofa obediently, and said lightly, "I would be able to find a lot of potential teachers if I were abroad. However, I haven't been staying in this country for long, so I don't know many people. This is why I asked your cousin-in-law to help me find a teacher. She agreed and I'll receive news in the next two days. You should learn as much as you can from the teacher. Remember to not be arrogant or impatient, alright?" "Understood! Grandma, don't worry! I will definitely study hard!" Azalea was extremely unwilling in her heart, but she did not dare to refute. Azalea was so dejected when she thought of the scolding she had to endure that she only sat in Deborah's room for a few minutes before leaving. Azalea closed the door and kicked the sofa angrily when she was back in her room. Why the hell did she need to learn etiquette? She had come to the Fl
William frowned as he read the message. Who was the one who had given Evelyn his number? However, Evelyn sent a second message before he could figure it out, "You should put off all your plans at night because I want to treat you to dinner. I'll wait for you in the Wolf Group." Had Evelyn gone mad? Why did she think he would have dinner with her? Who gave her the confidence to think so? William ignored her and directly blocked her number. William ordered Bobby to stop the car when they drove past a dessert shop because he wanted to buy Valeria's favourite dessert. Valeria walked out while she held her tummy when they got home. She licked her lips when she saw the dessert in William's hand, but she had a bitter expression on her face. "Honey, how can you do this to me? I'm so fat, but you still bought dessert for me." "It's okay. I prefer it if you're plumper!" William smiled and took her hand as he walked in. "It must be tough, right?" "Of course, th
Richard soon heard that Michael and Callum met at night. He knew very well what Azalea and Meadow were planning, and it seemed that Azalea had used Emily to beg Callum. Callum was still in the dark about everything and he still regarded Azalea as his daughter. He was so protective over Azalea because he still felt that he owed Emily something. Besides, he was also willing to meet Michael and fulfil Azalea's wishes. Needless to say, the two families were going to discuss their cooperation. Richard wouldn't have spent so much effort to do this if Meadow hadn't humiliated Helen repeatedly, but things were different now. Richard would not stand by and watch as his mother and sister were being humiliated like this, so he was going to take this good opportunity now. Richard thought for a moment and called Abbie. "Go home now. I have something to tell you." Abbie refused Richard directly. "Why can't you just tell me over the phone? I'm busy." "What else can
She stared at Michael and Callum, who were both smiling brightly. Then, both of them shook hands and said goodbye at the door of the hotel. It seemed that they were in a good mood. It seemed like they had a good discussion. Just as Abbie thought of this, she suddenly saw a slim figure appear in her sight. Azalea? Why was she here? After Azalea and Callum came out of the house, she made an excuse to see Emily while Callum went to meet Michael alone. However, she was just making up an excuse and she actually had dinner nearby while she waited for Michael and Callum to finish. Callum and Michael finally appeared after she waited for a few hours. Azalea walked over with a smile and greeted them. "President Floyd, Michael!" Michael frowned slightly when he saw Azalea and nodded coldly to her. Callum said kindly, "Azalea, have you finished everything?" "Yes!" Azalea replied obediently whle she looked at Michael affectionately. Michael wanted to
Abbie was absolutely livid. Could Michael really get back together with Azalea to help his family's business as Meadow had said? However, Valeria had already made it clear that Azalea was not Callum's real daughter at all. In that case, how could she have the ability to persuade the Floyd family to help her? Abbie was so anxious and she desperately wanted to figure it out. If Michael didn't answer the phone, she would go to his house to see what was going on. Abbie drove to his house immediately, but his villa was dimly lit and there was no sign of him coming back. Abbie sat in the car and called Michael, but his phone was still turned off. Abbie tried her best to convince herself that perhaps it was because his phone had run out of battery. She was planning to wait for him since she was already here, and it was impossible for Michael not to go home. Azalea quietly stole Michael's phone when he helped her get in the car. Azalea went for a check
Michael frowned and felt that Abbie was being unreasonable. "Where did you hear that? What the hell are you talking about?" "How can you still deny it when the news is out? Michael, do you dare to say that you didn't see Azalea or hug her tonight?" "I didn't! I was meeting Mr. Floyd and Azalea arrived after that. I didn't hug her and I just helped her up because she almost fell." Abbie thought of the scene when she saw Azalea fall into Michael's arms. She felt sad and said, "What? You obviously hugged her! Michael, I didn't know that you're such a good person." "Abbie, what are you angry about? Can you tell me so we can talk about it properly?" "Aren't I talking to you now? You said that you didn't meet or hug Azalea, but it's all over the media platforms. They can't possibly come out with this story without proof, so why would they have photos of you if you're innocent?" "This is all a misunderstanding! Please believe me!" "Perhaps hugging Aza
Michael turned his head subconsciously. Richard's fist brushed against Michael's face, but he didn't manage to land a direct hit. However, he didn't give up and punched again. Michael reached out and blocked the punch, "Richard, let's talk about it! I just want to know what happened." Richard's voice was cold. "She has nothing to do with you! Help Miss into the car!" The bodyguard opened the door and helped Abbie into Richard's car. Michael wanted to go over, but Richard stopped him from taking another step. He could only shout anxiously, "Abbie! Are you sick?" Abbie ignored Michael's shouts and the car door was slammed shut by the bodyguards. "You'd better stay away from my sister, or I'll ask someone to beat you up!" "Richard, what happened to her?" Richard ignored Michael while the bodyguard strode over and pushed him away. "Michael, you'd better think about it properly or you'll definitely get it from me!" Richard got in the car
Michael was ecstatic when he saw Abbie's reply. "Have you recovered?" Abbie didn't reply and directly went to the bathroom to take a shower. She finished dressing up an hour later and went downstairs with her bag. One of the helpers saw her coming down and immediately greeted her. "Miss, are you going out?" "Yes, I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon." "I'll get someone to send you off!" The helper called the bodyguards to send Abbie out. Michael waited for more than 40 minutes in the place they planned to meet before Abbie finally appeared. Michael was relieved when he saw that Abbie didn't look sick at all. He happily walked up to hug Abbie, but she stopped him with a cold expression. "Sit down. I have something to tell you." Abbie's serious and distant expression made Michael stunned. She must be in a bad mood now, so he had no choice but to sit down. "Abbie, let me explain what happened last night." Abbie didn't refuse. "Alrigh
On the day of Azalea's recovery, she was escorted out of the hospital by two police officers to wait for her sentence. She was wearing shackles and handcuffs as she walked through the parking lot. She saw Michael with Abbie, who was holding Emma in her arms. Michael was holding Abbie's waist, ready to get into their car. Seeing that Michael had recovered, Azalea was extremely perplexed. She had learned from the police that Leonard's man had tried to kill her to silence her and knew that Leonard was using her, so she did not regret her vicious behavior. Azalea stared at the child in Abbie's arms and Michael as she started to have vicious thoughts. If the one who got injured that day was Abbie, and if Abbie died, everything would be different now, wouldn't it? Michael would be living a life worse than death. His child would not have a mother anymore, and no one could have what she couldn't. She would be satisfied. However, all of this was just her imaginatio
After Leonard's matter was settled, Richard returned to the Clark family. Abbie wasn't asleep yet and was sitting alone in the living room in a daze. Richard walked to her and sat down. Then, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" "I can't sleep. Richard, he... he will be fine, won't he?" "Don't think too much. He will be fine." "I don't want anything to happen to him... Richard, I actually hate him very much and have never thought of being with him again. I have suffered enough! Every time I made up my mind to cut all ties with him, something bad would happen like what happened now. Richard, what should I do?" Richard understood Abbie's dilemma. "Abbie, do you still love him?" "I don't know! I hate him! I hate him so much!" "You can't let him go, can you? You and he broke up three times, but he has always been in your heart." Richard sighed. "To be honest, I don't want you and him to start over again. After
It was late at night in Azalea's ward as she lay on the bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed. Three of Azalea's ribs were broken while one of her hands was handcuffed to the hospital bed. The policeman guarding her felt that there was no way she could escape, so he relaxed his guard. The man who was arranged by Leonard's assistant had been waiting for the right moment in the hospital. Then, they immediately entered the ward and attacked Azalea when they saw that the policeman had left. Just as they covered Azalea's mouth and were about to suffocate her to death, a soft voice could be heard by the door of the ward. "Hey! Are you trying to silence her?" The man turned his head and saw that Bobby were taking photos with his mobile phone while Silas was bent over in laughter. Later, Leonard was woken up at 2 a.m. in the morning when Richard and his bodyguards came to visit him furiously. Leonard had already guessed the purpose of Richard's visit as soon as
It had been two days since Leonard's assistant brought Azalea back to the city and she was specially sent here today to attack Michael. Although Azalea hated Michael, she did love him immensely in the past and she didn't want to kill him. The one she hated the most was still Abbie. She had been overshadowed by Abbie since she was a child and she had never won against her before. It was all thanks to Abbie now that she ended up like this. Michael wouldn't deal with her if it weren't for Abbie, and she wouldn't have been driven to a dead end like this. She was going to die in the end anyway, so she wanted nothing more than to drag Abbie down with her. She knew that she couldn't get close to Abbie. Besides, she also knew very well that Leonard wanted to use her to kill Michael so that he could marry Abbie. Azalea acted as if she had been persuaded by Leonard's assistant to attack Michael, but in fact, her target was Abbie all along. She saw how desperat
Azalea looked up when she heard the voice and met Leonard's assistant's gaze in the car. She stopped crying once he got out of the car. "Miss Clark, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Azalea lowered her head frantically when she saw him, but he said warmly, "Miss Clark, get in the car." She didn't know if Leonard's assistant knew about the murder she'd committed, so she hesitated for a moment before getting into the car. He then gave her a bottle of water and some food. Azalea was famished because she hadn't eaten anything for a few days, so she wolfed down her food desperately. Leonard's assistant had been observing Azalea all this time, and he said once she finished eating, "I know what you've done! The police are now looking for you everywhere." Azalea's expression was filled with panic. "Are you going to hand me over to the police?" "No, I'm here to help you." "How can you do that?" Azalea asked in frustration. "I won't be a
It started to rain again early in the morning, which made the air in the mountains damp and cold. Meanwhile, Azalea lay motionlessly on the messy bed. She could hear the child's wailing from outside while Monthel's mother tried to coax the child. However, there was no sign of it ending even after some time. Monthel's mother started to become angry as well, so she scolded the child and eventually began to target Azalea again. "Why are you still lying in bed at this time? I've never seen someone as lazy as you. A wife should get up early in the morning to cook, but you are the only one who will laze around like this!" This was not the first time that Azalea had been scolded. Monthel's mother had begun to pick on her the second day after she arrived. Azalea would fight back initially, but she no longer dared to talk back after she was slapped in the face by Monthel. Monthel's mother cursed outside for a while. Then, she lifted the curtain and came into the ro
Leonard's expression turned very ugly, but Richard did not give him a chance to even catch his breath. "After I learnt of your relationship with her, I sent someone to extract the DNA of the fetus in Evelyn's belly and compare it with yours. The results show that she's indeed pregnant with your child, but you can verify it personally if you don't believe me." Since Richard dared to say this, there was no possibility for Leonard to turn the tables. The veins on Leonard's forehead bulged as he was filled with humiliation. He initially wanted to get back at Fandrey by asking him to propose the marriage to the Clark family, but she ended up being embarrased like this. He was furious, but Richard continued, "We are very grateful to you for saving Abbie's life. Although she can't marry you, we can continue to be friends if you want to." What could Leonard say? He had done a terrible mistake, so he couldn't possibly tell Richard that he wanted to cut all ties between t
Abbie tried her best to escape, but it was useless. Michael even kissed her on the face a few times, which made her so angry that her voice trembled. "Michael... F*ck you... I'm going to kill you!" Michael turned a deaf ear to her words because he hadn't been so close to Abbie for such a long time. He missed her like crazy, so how could he bring himself to let her go? Abbie kept struggling desperately, but her physical strength was no match for Michael's. Michael then carried her back to the sofa, which made her furious because she couldn't escape. "Michael, what are you trying to do?" Michael did not answer her at all. Instead, he just hugged her so tightly as if he didn't want to let her go at all. He hugged her for such a long time that her whole body had gone numb. "Michael, what's wrong with you? Let go of me! I can't move!" It was only then did Michael let go of Abbie. Her limbs had already gone numb and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Just t
Michael happily placed the coffee he ordered for Abbie in front of her. "Here, I've ordered your favourite coffee." However, Abbie sneered and picked up the coffee to splash it all over him. The coffee was very hot, but Michael just smiled bitterly and said, "Do you hate me so much?" "What do you think?" Abbie looked at Michael coldly without any affection in her eyes. "My feelings for you have never changed! What happened between me and Azalea is all fake, and I've never had anything to do with her. The news with Anastasia was also fake. I was the one who used her to provoke Azalea, but Leonard made up those news articles to get back at me. I swear, I haven't been with anyone else apart from you!" Abbie let out a cold laugh, "Really?" "I'm serious! I swear that I'm not lying to you!" "There's no need to swear, or else even you'll beleive your own lies." Michael became desperate when it was obvious that Abbie didn't believe him. "What do I have