Lucas was restless. He couldn't stop looking back and forth between Valeria and William. The two were as if they were glued together. A few hours after the plane took off, Valeria fell asleep. Noticing that, William took the blanket and gently covered Valeria with it. He then held Valeria in his arms and gazed at her intently. William was very gentle with Valeria, which was something that Lucas had never expected to see. Lucas thought to himself that it seemed like William really fancied Valeria. Still holding Valeria in his arms, William softly asked, "Do you disapprove of her like my dad?" "No, Sir William! How would I disapprove of her!" Answered Lucas hastily. He was well aware of where he stood. No matter how civil Hayden treated him, Lucas was only a servant. And William was Hayden's son. It wasn't Lucas' place to have any sorts of opinion towards the person William liked. "Then, do you know why my dad doesn't like her? She's such a
"Help! Help me, please!" She was shaking uncontrollably as she must be scared out of her wits. "Ms. Anthony?" Lucas cried out in surprise. Without hesitation, he opened the door and got out of the car. Meanwhile, William opened his eyes when he heard Lucas's exclaim. Initially, he was going to continue to doze through the minor accident. It turned out that Paisley was the unkempt woman who had stopped the car. Shocked by the realization, William also got out of the car. Paisley wasn't looking like the decent and elegant young lady as she should be. Her hair and her clothes were in a mess, and even one of her shoes was missing. When she saw William, she lunged towards him and hugged him pleadingly, "Mr. Howard! Please, help me!" "What happened?" William asked stiffly. He didn't expect Paisley to clutch onto him. He wasn't used to being held by other women like this. He wanted to push Paisley away, but she tightened her arms around him as she was
Meanwhile, Valeria and William had no idea that Paisley and Danya's misfortune was a ploy. After Paisley and Danya were brought to the guest room, Valeria was still frightened. "Isn't it too dangerous around here? They're so lucky to run into you. I couldn't bear to think what would happen to them if they didn't!" "Yeah, they are," William nodded in agreement. "Ms. Anthony and Danya must be scared out of their wits. Do you know if they've had dinner yet? Maybe I should prepare some food for them," Valeria suggested enthusiastically. However, William stopped her and said, "Ask the servants to make it. You're the host now. You should go to Paisley and see what our guests need." Valeria's eyes widened in realization, "Oh! I forgot Paisley was robbed of everything. Of course, she'll need fresh clothes to change into. Since she's almost my size, she should be able to wear my clothes, right? I'll bring her some clothes right away." "Go ahead," William urge
When William returned to their room with the milk in his hand, Valeria was still fast asleep. Chuckling lovingly, William gently shook Valeria to wake her up. "Babe, drink some milk before you continue sleeping." "Stop disturbing me... I'm sleeping!" Valeria waved her hand around in irritation. Seeing how childlike Valeria was, William couldn't help but laugh. He compromised and putting the milk on the bedside table before he reached out to take Valeria into his arms. However, since she was only half-awake, Valeria thought William was hinting at another round of intimacy. So, she mumbled, "William, I don't want to do it anymore. I'll break into half if you don't stop." William only brought the glass to her lips and assured, "I'm not doing anything. Just drink up the milk," To which she reluctantly opened her mouth with closed eyes. Then, he watched her in silence as she bottomed the glass of milk before going back to sleep again. Rendered speec
When Valeria woke up, it was already noon and it was quiet in the villa. She headed downstairs and one of the maids came to greet her, "Sir William has already gone to work. Lunch is ready. Do you want to eat now?" "And the others?" Valeria asked offhandedly. "Ms. Anthony and Lucas went out for errands and they probably won't be back for lunch today." "Okay then, I'll have lunch now," answered Valeria. Upon hearing that, the maid went to serve lunch at the dining table. Valeria only had a few bites of food before she heard the sound of a car coming to a stop from the driveway. It was Lucas, Paisley, and Danya returning from their trip. One after another, the three of them walked through the front door, where the maid waited to ask, "Welcome back! Have you had anything for lunch yet?" "No," Lucas simply replied. Meanwhile, Paisley and Danya's eyes fell on Valeria, who was sitting in the dining room. Embarrassed, Valeria regretted not waiting a l
"What?" Valeria questioned in disbelief. "Jeez, there's no need to be so loud," William chuckled and he wondered if Valeria was jealous of Paisley. Putting his thoughts into action, he asked, "Are you jealous?" "Yes, I am! I'm telling you, William Howard, you can only like me. You're not allowed to like other women, do you understand?" "Of course. I only like you, my little angel. Don't worry, I'll keep my distance from other women." "You'd better do so," Valeria grumbled. "Remember, stay away from Ms. Anthony and don't speak with her unless it's for work. Am I clear?" "Yes, crystal clear. I'll always remember that I belong to Valeria Brown." Valeria let out a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone although she still felt a little uneasy. She still felt the need to talk with him when he returned home from work later that night. At the very least, William needed to know what Paisley had told her that day on the cruise. Then, since she had not
Valeria was dumbfounded. "Paternity test? With who?" "I don't know. I'm sure it's not you. But if you ask me, I think maybe he's going to do it with Ashley?" Abbie guessed. After a pause, she continued, "But if so, do you think your dad suspects that Ashley isn't his daughter? Then again, that b*tch doesn't look like your dad. So, it's possible that her dad is someone else." "I don't think so. My dad isn't a humanitarian who would be kind to Ashley even when he knew she isn't his daughter," Valeria shook her head. "Who's he doing the test with then? Should I ask Richard to look into it?" Abbie suggested. "Sure, thank you!" "Jeez, it's nothing," Abbie grinned. "Oh no, I need to go. Don't forget to video call William to see what's going on over there." It was already near midnight when William and Paisley finished work and they returned to the hotel. William was going to call Valeria once he entered his room, but Marcus called first.
Paisley heaved a deep sigh after she returned to her own room. She thought of what happened earlier in William's room and she was, once again, surprised by him. Earlier that day, Paisley had pretended to have failed to notice a flaw in their contract upon a discussion with Lucas, and it would act as an excuse for her to come find William that night so that they could spend more time together. In his room, Paisley gave a long-winded proposal to solve the problem. However, William showed no interest in carrying out her suggestion and he also rejected it. Instead, he casually put forward an alternative solution that was much better than the one Paisley had come up with. However, despite making no progress on her plan for the night, Paisley confirmed that William was neither a pleasure seeker nor incompetent. In fact, he was quite the contrary. Truth be told, once she thought about it, it made sense for her that William wasn't someone dim-witted. After all, h
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