Quinton gazed at Renee, sensing the sadness behind her smile. It broke his heart. "I'm sorry." Feeling guilty, Quinton apologized to Renee. "It's my fault for letting you recall those things, but don't worry. I won't find fault with Stefan or force you to pick sides." Although he never truly forgot about his hatred toward Stefan and dreamed of hacking him into pieces, he could suppress his feelings when he recalled how Renee suffered because of it. For now, he could only dream of making Stefan's life miserable."Thank you… I mean it." Renee's eyes were watery too. She knew how hard it was for Quinton to let go of his resentment for Stefan, and understood how he was compromising for her. Yes, he was a bad person, but he was trying hard to change for her sake. She hoped that he could one day become a truly nice person. "What's your plan now?" Renee asked Quinton curiously after she had calmed down. "I don't really know…" Quinton spread his hands, looking helpless. "You know how it i
Quinton smiled bitterly. "Do you think it's suitable for me to approach anyone given my condition? I'll only hurt them if I get close. It's been so many years since we last met, but she would rather die than be near me. What do you think I can do?" "I know Joanne's actions made you feel hopeless, but both of you are too extreme. You both have serious issues you need to settle." Renee patiently comforted Quinton. "But you're a man. If you want to make things better, you can only start from yourself." "What can I do?" Quinton shook his head. "I told you—I have no love and don't know how to show love. All I ever do is harm others.""You don't have love, but I do. You don't know how to show love, but I do!" Renee smacked her chest and said confidently, "Honestly, I'm an experienced kiss-ass. Stefan was the only man I loved back then, and when I married him, I tried my best to please him for many years. However, his reaction was worse than Joanne's—he didn't take me seriously and even
"What she likes best…" Quinton frowned and tried to recall it. "The thing she used to love the most was… nice food.""What?" Renee's eyes grew wide in surprise. Joanne was such a sensitive, timid, and world-weary person now… but maybe she used to be passionate and lively back then."When she was young, she loved eating and was chubby. Her favorite food was s'mores pops," Quinton recalled slowly, unable to hide the smile on his face. "My foster mother doted on her back then, and she would sometimes bring Joanne to the market to buy Joanne her favorite s'mores pops. Joanne would always enjoy them, and she'd stuff her mouth full of them. Even though it was her favourite food, she would always keep some for me in her clothes. When she came home, all of them would have melted…" Quinton recalled how Joanne would drag him to a corner every time she came home from the market, then dig in her clothes, telling him she would give him the most wonderful thing in the world. However, the s'mores p
Renee went to the kitchen half an hour later. She had ordered the ingredients to make s'mores pops, and they had arrived.Quinton had an apron on and was watching tutorials on how to make s'mores pops on his phone. He kept muttering the steps, "First, wash fruits like blueberries, grapes, and strawberries. Then, toast the marshmallow over a flame until it turns golden brown…" Renee assisted him and was responsible for handing him equipment or ingredients. She had no chance at all to make any s'mores pops. Quinton toasted the marshmallow seriously, as if he was talking business or inspecting a rare treasure. Renee was mesmerized watching him, and felt that she would fall in love with him if he were not her brother. As expected, men looked very charming when they were passionately doing something. Besides, she knew that he had a soft heart even though he said otherwise. On the surface, he looked like a male chauvinist who refused to cook, but he could actually cook well. He always coo
The atmosphere in the guest room on the second floor was harmonious. Margaret sat beside the table and smiled fondly at Joanne as if she were looking at the future matriarch of the Everheart family. "Miss, you're Joanne, right?" Margaret smiled and asked gently. "You are?" It was the first time Joanne met Margaret, but she found her very friendly and warm, like Joanne's late mother. Margaret had a temperament that would put anyone at ease. "I'm a nanny here. Call me Margaret," Margaret humbly introduced herself and asked Joanne, "I heard from Ms. Ren that you led quite a difficult life. What happened to make you take things so hard? Why did you want to kill yourself?" "I…" Joanne shook her head as her eyes turned watery. "I don't know how to explain it. I might have found it easier to die at that moment." When she met Quinton again at the school where her new life had begun, it felt like she had met a demon who wanted to grab her and pull her down to hell. If she did not use her
As the child of a physician, Margaret could cure many difficult and rare diseases. She felt that Joanne's gloominess was the result of her weak body, and that she would one day get better as long as she nourished her body well."Just stay here and rest. I have a bit of medical knowledge and can help your body recover. As long as you feel better and more energized, you won't feel depressed or want to kill yourself." At that point, Margaret held Joanne's hand and carefully took her pulse. Instantly, her expression turned serious. "Oh, gosh! What's wrong with your pulse? Oh, you poor girl. What have you been through?" Margaret was a medical expert, and could glimpse into people's past just by taking their pulse. She felt quite sorry for Joanne. "You suffered a lot a few years back, and no normal person would be able to take that. No wonder you feel so hopeless… Anyone else wouldn't have been able to hold on." While talking, Margaret started getting teary. "Oh, girl. You've suffered so mu
"You're a friend who's very dear to me. I hope you can be happy, even without Quinton as the reason." Renee looked at Joanne, and sounded very sincere. "So, stop overthinking. Relax and stay here. Margaret is a great physician. She'll help you get better. Once you get better, you'll have the energy and confidence to do whatever you want, including being a teacher. Am I right?" "Ms. Everheart…" Joanne looked at Renee in a daze. Her eyes grew redder because she was quite touched. "You're a nice person. No wonder Mr. Hunt likes you. You guys are really very kind." "Well, I'm not that good either. I'm not nice to everyone. I like you, so I'm nice to you. Plus, it's written in the stars for us." Renee sounded casual, as she refused to make it very melancholic. Honestly, she didn't find herself a kind person. She was nice to Joanne simply because she wanted to make it up to the latter, for Quinton's sake."This…" Hurriedly, Renee handed the plate of s'mores pops to Joanne. "They'r
After a brief silence, Joanne finally spoke up. "They don't taste like the ones I had when I was young… The ones I had when I was young were very sweet. But this isn't that sweet. It's a bit sour, but… There's a sweet aftertaste.""Ha, ha, ha! That's great. Well, it's bad if the s'mores pops are just sweet. I like them sour and sweet. It's more challenging." Renee made some meaningful comments, and started having one s'mores pop too. "Mm… It's good! I've got to say that Quinton cooks well. I feel like getting him into catering." Renee had never tasted such delicious s'mores pops. She had a few of them at one go, and smugly started talking about Quinton again.But Joanne was no longer that repulsed. She even chimed in, "Yeah, you're right. He's good at cooking. He was always the one who cooked when we were young.""Is…that so?" Renee was speaking carefully. She held her breath for fear that Joanne might regain her wits and start hating Quinton again. At least, she could tell from J
Livid, Mateo pulled the trigger without hesitation. However, he moved the gun less than an inch. The bullet passed by Liam's ear and hit an orange behind him.The fruit immediately blew up, its juices splashing on Liam's face."Aaaah!" Amber, terrified, trembled. Her eyes turned red, and she hurriedly tried to plead with Mateo. "Matt, cool it! Aren't you and Liam friends? You guys drank and chatted together in the past. You were so close to each other. How could you do this to him? Hurry up and put the gun away! If it goes off accidentally, it'll be over!"However, Mateo ignored her. His eyes were red as he glared at Liam. "Did you see the orange behind you? Let go of her now! If not, I'll blow up your head just like I did to that orange!""Is that all you got?" Liam taunted. He refused to let Amber go. He whispered to Amber, "Watch well. If he shoots me today, promise me not to marry such a man. I can use my life to knock some sense into you.""No!" Amber shook her head. Liam
"What bad timing!" Mateo's indifferent voice came from behind Amber.Amber turned around and saw Mateo with a team of armed soldiers. Terrified, she quickly put some distance between her and Liam. She stammered an explanation. "Matt… It's not what you think. Liam and I came here to look for people. Ms. Everheart and Ms. Osborne are gone. Liam couldn't find them and guessed they might be in the orchard. He wasn't familiar with the orchard and asked me to guide him."Mateo looked livid, but still cracked a gentle smile. "Silly, you don't have to be scared. I know you're prudent. He must have forced you to come here. I don't blame you."He extended his hand and beckoned Amber toward him. "Come here. You're my fiancee. You should stand with me.""I…" Amber bit her lip—Mateo was right. She kept her head low, about to walk to him.But in the next second, Liam firmly grabbed her wrist. "You can't go!" Liam held Amber's wrist tightly and shot Mateo a challenging look."When did Amb
Liam could only see through Amber's true thoughts if she showed her true self to him. "No, I do like you. I love you the most, and I want to marry you. But you neither like me nor want to marry me. You love freedom and Ms. Everheart. You love and yearn for the kind of life ordinary people like. So, I could only choose to give you up and let you get what you want. What else do you want me to do?" Amber was generally shy and reserved, but when Liam drove her anxious, she rambled a lot."Whatever I want is my business. You don't need to sacrifice yourself to grant my wish!" Liam held Amber's shoulders, acting like a kind senior. He tried to persuade her in earnest. "Marriage isn't a joke. Think it through. Do you like and know Mateo well? You won't be happy after marrying him, given the savage culture around here. And can you divorce him easily?""Matt will be nice to me. Even if he changes his mind, he'll still be nice to me because…my father is Benjamin," Amber replied.She chose
Being a sensitive woman, Amber immediately noticed Liam's displeasure. She kept her head lower and explained carefully, "I want a chance to choose again… I want to choose another person to fall in love with. You know that Matt and I grew up together. We're childhood friends. He likes me and always protects me without asking for anything back. I feel that it's happier to marry a person who loves me instead of marrying someone far beyond my reach."For the first time, she expressed the exhaustion she felt from her relationship with Liam. She no longer wanted to be the one who kept fawning over him. She wanted to give up and relax by being the one who was loved and adored in a relationship."Tsk!" Liam snorted arrogantly. "You don't know Mateo. He's not a nice guy. He's just good at pretending. Maybe it's just his means to get what he wants, but you assume that he loves and wants to protect you."Liam hadn't made that statement to purposely put Mateo down. After standing against Mate
Liam focused on holding Amber's hand and leading her through the orange grove. At the same time, he carefully scanned the ground and trees to find any related clues left by Renee and Leia."I don't care what others say, because I didn't do anything wrong," he said indifferently. "I hope you'll feel the same. I don't think you need to stop being my friend after choosing to marry Mateo. Am I not the friend you like the most?""That's different," Amber said.She followed Liam passively. At first, she couldn't adapt to it. After walking briefly, she felt better and found it easier to do. "Although I'm not good at my studies, I know men and women should keep a polite distance. You can't take my hand and sound righteous at the same time," she mumbled."Why not?" Liam retorted firmly. "When I was young, I always held my sister's hand wherever we went. I'm holding your hand because this fog is thick and the ground is slippery. I'm afraid of being separated from you. Just walk with me. St
Liam walked ahead of Amber, then turned to glance at her. He faked a smile and asked, "What's the matter? Are you worried that I might take advantage of you?" "No, of course not!" Amber quickly shook her head and pushed her scarf up. It had fallen a little. "I just find it improper," she answered softly.She looked like a typical woman from Southeast Aeos, petite and with a small face. Her skin was tanned, and her facial features weren't very distinct. She was charming and reserved, exuding a girlish pureness. She had put on her country's special traditional clothes. The thick clothes, embroidered with various patterns, wrapped around her petite body and gave her an exotic impression. From afar, she appeared like a colorful oil painting. "Hey, it's not improper. If I wanted to do anything to you, I would've done that long ago. I don't have to wait until now." Liam sounded relaxed and prudent to ease Amber's anxiety."Don't worry. I've always regarded you as my younger siste
Amber hurriedly turned Liam down. "You can't help with my affairs. I can handle it.""Well, tell me why I can't help you," Liam pressed. "I… I want to sew a wedding gown. And there are a lot of details that I need to add." Amber became competitive for no reason, and added stubbornly, "Your words aren't absolute. Yes, your business is important, but so is mine!""Oh, you want to sew a wedding gown. I can help you with that…" Liam said, relaxed. "Maybe I didn't get to tell you that I went to a small country in Southeast Aeos when I traveled around the world. I got to know a great sewing master. The pictures he sewed looked real like paintings! I found them interesting, so I learned from him. My sewing skills are probably better than yours. I can help you with that.""Really? You can sew?" Amber was full of surprise and admiration. Her eyes lit up. "I can't sew well. I want to learn from a great master too! If you can do it, can you teach me?""Of course!" Liam promised. "Can you he
"Uh…" Amber looked like she was being put in a difficult position. She found it impudent for a man and a woman to be alone in the dense orchard at night. "What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?" Liam frowned, puzzled. He felt that Amber was purposely avoiding him after expressing her desire not to marry him and making Mateo her groom instead.Before, she would always put on her favorite dress and stand at the entrance of the fort, looking eager no matter how late Liam and Benjamin returned from their work.Usually, she would carry a small bamboo basket containing the tea she brewed and dessert or food she had painstakingly prepared. When Liam returned, she would excitedly welcome him and inquire after him. Lately, she no longer did that. When Liam occasionally ran into her in the fort, she would bow indifferently at him and quickly brush past him as if they were merely acquaintances. They seemed distant.Honestly, Liam found it unfamiliar. He couldn't get used to the fact that Amber
"I don't know. Why don't you ask the guards to get us some fried chicken and French fries? Didn't Mateo say that we can ask the guards for food?" Renee said.Leia's anxiety eased as she relaxed. She turned around and got out of bed, then gestured at the guard and ordered quite a lot of food. Meanwhile, Liam accompanied Benjamin to West River in the morning for a negotiation that yielded a good result. Benjamin's attitude had improved. He didn't demand an explanation from Liam about the affairs between Liam and Amber, and didn't ask about Renee or Leia either. Liam was delighted. He carried the unique desserts he had bought at the local market for Renee and Leia to enjoy. Upon arrival, he found that they were not in the room. "Weird. Where did they go?" Liam looked around, but found no sign of Renee and Leia. He casually asked a servant, but the servant stammered and insisted on not knowing anything. Anxious, Liam kept looking for them in the fort. Coincidentally, he ran into