Madelyn gazed at him as some thoughts appeared in her head. Then, she looked away from Zach's gentle eyes, propped herself up with her hand on the bed, and wiped her tears away, "No, I guess some dust flew into my eyes."She lowered her gaze, and Zach glanced at the marks on her neck, "You never dared to look at me whenever you lie. Madelyn, are you really that afraid of me?"If it's because of Yvonne, I'll ask her not to come anymore, okay?"Madelyn replied to him coldly, "It has nothing to do with her.""Or are you still bothered by the fact that I want to marry Yvonne?"Zach wanted to find out what she was thinking from her face, but she remained expressionless. Then, she said without holding back, "Zach Jardin! I don't care who you marry!"I've only loved one person all my life, and it's never going to change."Her words immediately triggered Zach. His gaze had never been so terrifying before, and the chilling aura surrounding him grew stronger. If this happened in the past,
"And..." Yvonne pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "Mom had used your name to send Mrs. Arnold Sr. to the crematory, and we'll be having a funeral for her in seven days. Do you know what's the significance of that day?"Zach raised an eyebrow and asked, "What?""That day is not meant for burial. If a funeral takes place on that day, the deceased will turn into a vengeful spirit..."Zach interrupted her with a chuckle, "Hm? Do you think I killed her?" He put out his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up.Yvonne stood in front of him and felt somewhat disorganized as her heart raced. She panicked and could not even speak properly, "N-No, it-it's not like that! I'm your wife. How could I even accuse you of that? Zach, you're my husband, and I'll always be on your side.""That's enough. Stop with your ridiculous excuses. You can stay here, but I'm only doing this for Madelyn's sake."He then turned around and sat at the desk, "Get out if you're done.""Zach! I really want the best
The doctor sighed, "Ms. Young, I know that this is hard to accept, but Mr. Arnold's condition is too severe. I can't guarantee that he'll ever recover. Seeking treatment abroad is the best option... Perhaps a miracle could happen."Many people are diagnosed with advanced-stage cancer every year, but some of them would miraculously survive. I'm sure that Mr. Arnold can be one of them..."Frida was convinced, "Alright, let's go with your suggestion then."The doctor standing in front of Frida was the doctor in charge of Ethan's treatment after he was sent to the hospital.Frida was still a little worried about whether it would be entirely safe to transfer Ethan to another hospital, given his current condition.However, if she decided not to transfer him abroad, his condition would never improve.Ethan had suffered severe internal injuries and was depending on medicine to prolong his life. But that was all the medicine could do.He could die anytime.The doctor nodded, "I've alrea
Frida scoffed. Then, she told the undertaker to place the urn in the grave and fill it.After everything was done, Zach stood in the middle of everyone. Then, his bodyguard handed him a bouquet of white lilies.That was Evelyn's favorite flower.Zach bent down and placed the bouquet in front of the grave. Everyone was shocked by how thoughtful he was.However, Zach only did that because of her. Otherwise, he would not have bothered doing that at all.After all, it was not easy to hike up the mountain.Suddenly, it started drizzling.Zach came late and left early. Kevin stood beside him and held an umbrella for him."Zach..." Yvonne called out to him.As Yvonne tried to follow them, Kevin reached out to stop her, "I'm sorry, Ms. Young. Mr. Jardin has something to take care of in the office. We can't give you a ride."Yvonne's face immediately turned pale. It was not because Kevin had stopped her from getting closer to Zach but how Kevin had addressed her.Her expression turne
The driver turned on the heater in the car, and the cold air immediately disappeared."You don't need to know about that.""So, you admit you have something to do with it, huh?"Zach remained silent.Madelyn lifted her head and finally looked at him, "Why are you being quiet? Are you admitting it?"Her tone made Zach feel like she was standing on the Arnold family's side.He extended his arm, intending to touch her hair, but she moved away.He put down his hand."Knowing anything about this is not going to do you any good. Just stay out of it." Zach shifted the subject, "We'll get the paperwork done for this kid in a few days."Madelyn became more certain of her assumptions upon seeing how dismissive he was, "Why won't you admit that you killed Mrs. Arnold Sr.? Zach, murdering is illegal; you could be put in jail or even punished by the death penalty!""Are you worried about me?" Zach asked.Madelyn looked helpless, "This is not the point! Murdering someone...""Madelyn!" Z
Margaret stepped back and gestured aimlessly, "Oh my gosh! Ms. Jent, I've got to say, this child really looks like you and Mr. Jardin. Look at his eyes, nose, and mouth. It's like a combination of both of you!"'A combination?'Madelyn lowered her gaze and forced a smile, pretending not to care, "I'm no longer able to conceive. If this child does happen to resemble me, it's probably just a coincidence."From the beginning, Madelyn was also skeptical. But as time passed, this child, who was initially malnourished and skinny, had become plump and healthy. When she watched him at night, there was a voice in her heart telling her, 'Look at how much this child looks like you. He's your child.'Madelyn knew very well that she could not get pregnant in this lifetime. Besides, she had never had a child. So, the fact that this child looked like she and Zach were nothing more than a coincidence. There was a chance for people to look similar, even without any blood relation. Perhaps this chil
Madelyn could not escape Zach's clutches that night. Under the veil of night, a lamp cast its light inside the room. If one were to look in the window, one would see two figures engaged in an intimate embrace. The heavy breathing of a man and woman faintly echoed in the hallway.Scattered all over the soft carpet were pieces of the torn, thin chiffon nightgown. Madelyn had slipped from the floor-to-ceiling window, bearing the marks of a rather intense encounter. An empty, expensive bottle of wine lay on the floor. A drop of red liquid was at the bottle's opening, radiating a sparkling hue. The scent of alcohol and debauchery filled the room.It was not until the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon that Madelyn finally managed to sleep soundly. When she woke up, it was already three in the afternoon. Someone had tidied up the originally messy room at some point and had changed her into a fresh set of pajamas. When she reached down between her legs, she felt nothing but sorenes
Thinking about it, Madelyn suddenly lost her appetite. At that moment, Zach came down from upstairs. After clarifying matters with Kevin, he walked over to sit beside Madelyn. Seeing the uneaten bowl of oatmeal with fruits, he asked, "What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?""Why... don't you legally adopt this child yourself? Why do you place the responsibility on me?" Madelyn asked.Zach narrowed his eyes, "Is there a difference? Regardless of who legally adopts him, he's our child!"'That's not how it works at all!' Madelyn thought."There is a difference. He..." Suddenly, Madelyn stopped mid-sentence and looked away. She stood up, handed the child to Margaret, and said, "Nothing, forget it! You promised to take me to visit my father. I'll go upstairs to change.""Stop!"However, Madelyn did not stop her steps. Zach followed her upstairs, and the argument continued even to the middle of the stairs.Margaret held the child and left discreetly. It was not anything unusual for t