The phone rang for more than ten seconds before Giselle finally answered.As the screen flashed open, the enlarged face of a gorgeous man appeared on her phone.The image was a little shaky. Chester had switched to the rear camera.Giselle was puzzled for a second.She stared at the screen, bemused. She had no idea why Chester raised his hand and walked around the room.She was waiting for him to explain.Eventually, he showed her every nook and cranny of the room, including the bottom of the bed, the wardrobe, and other inconspicuous areas as well.Five minutes later, Chester switched it back to the front camera again.He raised the phone with one hand while the other went to loosen his tie.Those exquisite hands of his were like finely carved works of art."I'm here alone. There's no one else here."That deep and hypnotic voice of his flowed out of the speaker.Giselle became slightly startled. It took a moment for her to realize that Chester was giving her a report.But
Jonathan was dealing with the wound on his shoulder in the treatment room. Beside him, Charlotte stood silently, her heart aching as she gazed at the deep, angry gash."It was all my fault, Jonathan. You wouldn't have gotten hurt if I had pulled you back in time." She blamed herself, guilt weighing heavily on her shoulders as she spoke. There were tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall. At that moment, she knew perfectly well that she would only annoy him by crying.It would be fine to use tears sometimes to improve their relationship. However, when they faced difficulties, she had to be strong. That was the only way she could achieve her goals.Jonathan's face was pale and covered in sweat. "It's not your fault." Jonathan felt frustration building within him as he spoke. He figured if someone had to be blamed, it would be his instinctive reactions.Charlotte said, "I've already told my brother to deal with it. We should never let extremists like them go that easily!"After ten
Jonathan stayed silent for a long while after hearing Jean's question. He didn't answer her until they entered the elevator together."Charlotte and I are just friends," he said solemnly. He had never thought about marrying Charlotte—even in the past. After learning what had happened, the chances of that happening were even slimmer."Friends, huh?" Jean frowned deeply when she heard that. "Do you really think you two are just acting like friends?"She had personally seen how they interacted with each other many times. No matter how Jean looked at it, they definitely didn't seem like platonic friends. Instead, they looked more like a flirtatious couple.Jonathan was already in the wrong for being so close to another woman when he had a fiancée. Could he still not understand the unspoken rules of a relationship when he was already in his 20s?There was no way Jean would believe that. Surely he was pretending to be dumb while enjoying the thrill of flirting with someone else. With th
Giselle ended the call right away, not giving Chester a chance to react. Her heart was still racing, and she only calmed down after she chugged a glass of water.Suddenly, she received a message from Chester."Rest early. Good night."That wasn't the first time he had wished her a good night. Still, it felt like it had been months since he started doing that. He would consistently send those two words to her every night without fail. At first, she chose to ignore him. However, she found herself replying to him once in a while."Good night."After putting her phone aside, she went to wash up. When Giselle returned, she noticed she had some missed calls. It was from the same number, and they had called her 15 times. She wanted to ignore it, but the number called again for the 16th time. So, Giselle answered it and put it on loudspeaker."Giselle." It was a familiar voice, and she froze while drying her hair. Suddenly, she realized who it was—Sebastian.Giselle had blocked his numb
Soon, three days had passed.Giselle had just finished livestreaming. Just as she was going through some footage to find some editable clips, Harry came knocking on her door. He was in his school uniform and looked the picture of youth. However, he had a gloomy expression on his face."Giselle, you have to help me. If you don't, I might not be able to see the sun again. I'm sure you wouldn't want anything to happen to me, right?" He explained his predicament with exaggeration. Then, he put his hands together and looked at Giselle with a pleading gaze—almost like a pitiful puppy.Giselle tossed him an apple and asked, "Well, tell me what happened first.""I'm in 12th grade, right? There's a parent-teacher conference at school tomorrow. However, I did badly in my tests this time, so I'm scared to tell my parents about it."Everyone from the Stone family was intelligent, and Harry was no exception. However, when it came to his studies, he wasn't as quick on the uptake. Instead, he
Jasmine had taken a picture in the exact same spot as Chester.When Harry visited Tony previously, he'd heard some gossip. One of them was how Jasmine liked Chester. Of course, Chester didn't reciprocate her feelings. As a matter of fact, she was basically harassing him.Harry thought she harbored wishful thinking for wanting someone out of her league. He wondered if she didn't realize that herself."Jasmine?" Giselle thought the name was familiar. After Harry explained who Jasmine was, Giselle finally recalled who she was. It was the lady who had spent millions to buy Giselle's apartment.Back then, Jasmine wanted to get closer to Chester by being his neighbor. Unexpectedly, he immediately sold his house when she bought the place. When she learned about it, Jasmine was infuriated.Harry chuckled. "Don't worry, Giselle. Chet will never like someone like her. She'll only make him hate her by being so clingy."In his opinion, Giselle was the only one who was worthy of being Chester
When Harry last saw Finley, it was months ago.She had just returned to Seaworth City from abroad and said she was going to stay for good this time. Everyone knew the reason behind this decision. After all, it was no secret that she had feelings for Chester. Although she was already 26 years old, she still made herself available for him. Thus, she stood out among the women her age.The Stones had tried talking sense into her, telling her to like someone else and that she could never be with Chester. Alas, she had been trying to win his heart for ten years. If it were possible, he would've opened up to her already.While Harry was still covered in sweat and unsure of what to do, Finley had already spotted him. She raised her hand to wave at him."Harry!" He showed a hideous smile as he approached them awkwardly. Then, he stood next to Giselle and greeted Finley. "Hey, Finley…"Upon noticing a figure next to her, Giselle finally removed her earbuds. "Hey, Harry."She hadn't hea
When Finley was gone, Harry finally let out a breath of relief."Giselle, she isn't my actual sister, and there's nothing special about our relationship."The conference hadn't officially started yet, so Harry brought Giselle on a tour of the school. As the main high school in Seaworth City, every facility there was top-notch. It was exactly how Giselle remembered it.At that moment, there were a lot of people in the field. Since classes were over, most Seaworth High students would gather there. Giselle stood by the entrance and stared at the field for a while before following Harry to their next location.They eventually arrived at a glass greenhouse with an open roof. There were various plants housed there, and it was built for students to take a rest.Harry said excitedly, "Giselle, it's incredibly comfortable to sleep here!""It sounds like you skip classes a lot by sleeping here." Giselle exposed his secrets immediately with one sentence, and he started blushing right away.
Meanwhile, Giselle had just found the first-aid kit and sat next to Chester.The light in the living room was a warm orange, softening the hardened knots between Chester's forehead. He removed his jacket, leaving only a thin shirt on. "This might hurt, so bear with me."Jonathan really did not hold back one bit. Chester's skin was already fair. The contrast only made the purplish bruise even more striking and distressing.Giselle and Chester were growing nearer to each other.They were in such close proximity that he could take in the fragrance of her shampoo.Her attention was on the corner of his lips. She had cotton dipped in iodine to clean the dried blood on the area of the wound.Chester's breathing suddenly came to a halt.His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. His breath was warm, and his gaze was deep.After a while, Giselle retreated to her original position. As she kept the first-aid kit away, she said, "It's done. When you get home, try not to let water come in con
In Giselle's cold eyes, there was nothing but indifference and annoyance."Gigi, I'm in pain…"Jonathan stared at her, the emotions in his eyes flickering back and forth. His weak and vulnerable tone was completely different from the violence he portrayed earlier.He was now trying to use pity to get Giselle to sympathize with him.Jonathan thought that if Giselle still loved him, then he would let everything go.Unfortunately, reality was more cruel than he imagined. Giselle's expression did not even waver.In an instant, the asphyxiating heartache turned into a wild beast, ruthlessly tearing him apart.Jonathan's arm fell to his side helplessly. Suddenly, he staggered backward as if his soul had left him, no longer behaving as arrogantly as he had before.He should be fuming. And Giselle should also be taught a lesson.But Jonathan could not do it.He loved Giselle so much, so why was she doing this to him?"Jon? Jon, what's wrong…"Vivian looked at Jonathan, who was obvi
Jonathan called Chester by his first name. He was not even willing to address him with due respect.Jim sensed the gravity of the situation and immediately had the other officers leave the room, giving the two some privacy.With the sound of the door locking, the atmosphere in the entire room fell below freezing temperature.With tensions running high, nobody dared to even breathe.Jonathan stood in their way, his tall stature overwhelmingly intimidating.As he stood face to face with Chester, their imposing presence seemed to match evenly.Jonathan looked like fireballs were about to shoot out of his eyes while the latter's eyes were as calm as a still, bottomless abyss, ready to erase his opponent's existence without leaving so much as a single trace.Vivian was so overwhelmed that her tears wouldn't come. She was really afraid that Jonathan would beat Chester up.The current situation was way more serious than her writing a love letter to her classmate."Why should I give y
Jim handled everything professionally."Jon…" Vivian reached out, tugging at Jonathan's sleeve. "Don't let mom know. She's going to be so mad."Vivian knew Jean's temper all too well. If she had not been afraid of Jean finding out about her love letter to Harry, Vivian would not have made Jonathan come pick her up from school.But if Jonathan had not come, the consequent chain of events would not have happened.Jonathan exuded an intimidating energy as he remained silent.Meanwhile, Giselle wasn't the least bit bothered.Harry was the same. After all, he had only done what he did to stand up for Giselle. Even if his family members were to come bail him out, none of them would be mad at him."Ms. Stone."Jim turned toward Giselle and said, "You may have Mr. Fordham come get you."Mr. Fordham. Chester Fordham.Jonathan couldn't bear hearing this name.As soon as he heard this name, he would immediately recall the words Giselle said. "Well, obviously I'm after his body."Absol
She was after his body. Giselle was going after Chester for his body.Jonathan completely lost all of his sanity when he heard those words, delivering another blow to the board.He could not be bothered about the excruciating pain coming from his knuckles. Through gritted teeth, he demanded answers from Giselle."You've slept with Chester?"Before Giselle could even respond, Harry, who had just returned from retrieving his phone, ran over at full speed.Without any explanation whatsoever, he punched Jonathan in the face."Now that I'm here, don't even think about hurting Giselle!"As someone young, tall, and one who worked out daily, Harry's one punch broke the skin on the corner of Jonathan's mouth.The piercing pain made Jonathan give up all his reasoning.Immediately, the two men broke into a fight.Vivian scrambled to get up from the floor, looking miserable. She wanted to pull them apart but was afraid she might get injured in the process.As such, she just glared at Gi
When they were at the hospital the other day, Chester made Vivian feel awfully stressed. This uncle of hers was way too overprotective of Giselle.If Jonathan were to lay a finger on Giselle, Chester would definitely hunt him down. And when that time came, the fact that she twisted the truth would be revealed.Vivian gritted her teeth. The fear she felt outweighed her reasoning. Without a second thought, she rushed over."Jon, stop!"Vivian held onto Jonathan's arm. The blood vessels in his knuckles popped as he squeezed every word out with restraint. "Let go."This was the first time that Vivian had ever seen Jonathan like this. She clenched down on her molars and cried out, "No!"The siblings' double act was absolutely comedic in Giselle's eyes. She rubbed her wrist which had turned red from Jonathan's grip. Then, she turned on her heels, wanting to leave.Jonathan jerked free from Vivian's grasp, stretching out his hands as he tried to grab onto Giselle once again.However,
"Giselle, I need to ask you something."The two looked at each other. One had an indifferent expression while the other looked like they could barely tolerate this request.Giselle tried to free herself but her wrist remained firmly locked in his grip. The heat between them instinctively triggered a visceral sense of disgust in her.Her stomach churned violently, and her expression went dark. "Let go."Jonathan kept his stare on her with eyes that were deep and enigmatic. "If I don't—" Before he could even finish his sentence, he suddenly gasped in pain.Giselle did not care if she hurt him. She had swiftly raised her knee and went for his groin. Even though Jonathan reacted in time, she was too fast for him to avoid the blow entirely.The anger in his eyes surged. He gritted his teeth and exclaimed, "Giselle Stone!"This "new" Giselle felt extremely foreign to Jonathan.The Giselle he remembered was someone gentle and caring. There was never a time she would be this violent.
The moment Giselle heard Jonathan call out her name in full, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. Had he recovered his memories?Giselle scoffed. "Am I wrong? Mr. Kendrick is asking Harry to pretend that he has feelings for Vivian and to wait until the exams are over to talk about it. Isn't he asking the kid to lie?"Harry has made it crystal clear that he has no feelings for Vivian. A clear rejection is the best solution. You're afraid that Vivian's state of mind might be affected, but what about Harry's?"Every word was carefully chosen.Even though Greg did not explicitly say it, Giselle understood his underlying intention without misconstruing anything.Harry clapped his hands as sparkles danced around his eyes. "You got it! I don't like Vivian. I don't like her now and I certainly won't like her in the future!"Vivan was not his type to begin with. What's more, after learning about the things she had done to Giselle, the chances of him liking Vivian were even slimmer
Jonathan's towering figure emerged in the doorway.Instead of his usual formal suit, he was dressed in a hoodie and cropped pants.To put it simply, he looked like a mannequin. His handsome face was as cold as ice, making him look unapproachable. As his eyes swept across the room, he suddenly paused when his gaze fell upon Giselle.The hand by his side instinctively clenched. It seemed like he did not expect to find Giselle here.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was reminded of the ignored text and what Vivian had told him.He pursed his lips for a moment, forcing the words back down. "Now that we have everyone's guardians here, let's talk about what happened earlier today."Greg Kendrick, the homeroom teacher, pushed his glasses up and cleared his throat before continuing, "I understand how kids your age are going through a phase where you yearn for the opposite gender, but this is the time to be focusing on your studies. "The college entrance examinations