The knocking outside the door finally ceased. Suzanne stayed in the study until midnight. She hadn't eaten anything all day and started to feel weak from hunger. After everyone in the house had gone to sleep, she emerged from the study. She made her way to the kitchen downstairs in search of food. Cooking was never her forte, and whatever she made usually turned out unappetizing. After rummaging the kitchen for a while, she couldn't find any ready-made food. Left with no choice, she reluctantly opted for two eggs, intending to make hard-boiled eggs. Suddenly, she heard steady footsteps behind her. She hastily turned back in alarm, only to find Nathan approaching. With her face flushed with embarrassment, Suzanne nervously shuffled her feet, distancing herself from Nathan. "Why are you still awake?" Suzanne felt a pang of guilt as if she had been caught red-handed raiding the kitchen like a naughty child. Nathan was composed, his gaze piercing as he approached and turned
Feeling flustered under Nathan's gaze, Suzanne nervously offered, "Would you like to have some too?" Nathan shook his head in silence. Conflicted, Suzanne bit her lip and glanced downward. Summoning courage after taking a deep breath, she tasted a piece of diced steak, finding it savory and delicious. She then earnestly enjoyed the steamed egg custard and salad. Gradually, she marveled at Nathan's culinary skills, wondering if there was anything he couldn't do. Midway through her meal, Nathan's voice broke the silence. "You're not willing to share a room with me tonight?" Suzanne froze, her heart racing as she chewed on her steak. She was caught off guard, unsure how to respond. The idea of sleeping separately hadn't even crossed her mind. She had secluded herself all day, grappling with the uncertainty of facing Nathan. She never anticipated him to broach the subject so directly, showing no signs of embarrassment or remorse. Nathan's lips curled up slightly as he observ
The next morning dawned with radiant sunshine as Suzanne waited by the hospital entrance. It wasn't long before Sienna arrived, her breath heavy from exertion. "Sorry, Suzanne, I'm late," Sienna apologized, hands on her knees as she gasped for breath. Suzanne quickly reached out to support her. "I got here too early. You don't have to rush." As Sienna caught her breath, she glanced at the imposing hospital building and asked, "Are you sick?" Suzanne shook her head. Once Sienna had gathered herself, she asked in a low voice, "Then why did you ask me to meet you at the hospital?" Leaning closer, Suzanne whispered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I want to check if my past illnesses have recurred. I didn't dare to come alone, so I wanted you to accompany me." Sienna was momentarily surprised, her gaze locking onto Suzanne. Suzanne, feeling a touch of awkwardness, lowered her head and hesitantly revealed, "I've been married for a few months. My husband is aware of
Although they were both female, Suzanne still felt a little awkward. The doctor turned and saw her standing there stiffly without moving an inch. The doctor smiled and said, "I saw the report on your medical history earlier. You must have done this examination several times before. Why are you still acting all shy like a little girl?" Suzanne pursed her lips awkwardly and slowly took off her pants. Following the doctor's instructions, she lay on the bed and spread her legs apart. Suzanne felt her cheeks burning hot. Feeling embarrassed, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side. The doctor stood between Suzanne's legs and briefly examined her with a speculum. Suddenly, she seemed stunned and dropped the speculum. She spoke to Suzanne with a frown, "How did you get infected previously? Did you get it through a blood transfer?" Suzanna opened her eyes. When she saw the serious expression on the doctor's face, she became nervous for fear that her illness had relapsed
Sienna was caught off guard by Suzanne's question.Suzanne closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if trying to muster the strength within her. She continued solemnly, "If I'm not Suzanne, then the Yorks aren't my real family. Similarly, the Morrisons aren't my in-laws, either." "Suzanne, you—" Sienna stared at the woman before her. At that moment, the inferiority and weakness that weighed down on Suzanne had disappeared, along with the shackles that kept her restrained. Despite losing her memory and identity, Suzanne's renewed confidence and resilience shone from within.Suzanne grabbed Sienna's hand and gazed at her earnestly. She asked in a soft voice, "Sienna, can you help me keep this secret?" Sienna was overwhelmed by her resolve and nodded blankly. "Yes." Suzanne continued, "After I lost my memory, I sensed an unseen force trying to control me. I must expose the conspiracy behind it, so I can't afford to slip up." "Could it be the York family?" Sienna said. Suza
At this moment, Nathan's expression was unexpectedly calm. Suzanne didn't take Lindsey's words to heart. Instead, the person she cared about had always been Nathan. "Lindsey," Suzanne said, "I never claimed to be Inkwell, nor have I used her reputation for personal gain. On what grounds does she have to sue me?" Lindsey sneered. "Oh, you don't know? Wendy spent a tidy sum to restore that crappy painting of yours. She even sold the painting for five million dollars." Suzanne clenched her fists as her chest tightened with anger. She hadn't expected this to happen. She had deliberately ruined the painting, yet Wendy managed to find someone to restore it. It was even sold at a high price. Suzanne had been keeping tabs on this Inkwell person who seemed to appear out of thin air. At first, she thought Inkwell was just going to make a brief appearance. However, Suzanne didn't expect Inkwell to capitalize on her fame and make money through livestreaming. Apart from product endors
However, Suzanne's appreciative words grated against Nathan's ears harshly. The temperature around them seemed to drop below freezing point from his icy demeanor. They locked eyes, but neither of them said anything. Suddenly, Sally's voice came from the guest room, "Nate, I specially decorated the room for you. Come and see if you like it." She walked over to Nathan and linked her arm with his. However, Nathan's expression remained impassive as he pushed Sally's hand away. He turned and walked over to the door of the guest room in silence.Sally took two steps toward Nathan. Then, she glanced back at Suzanne and shot her a provocative smirk. She looked smug, as if she had triumphed over Suzanne. Suzanne didn't let her get away with her. She retorted, "Nathan isn't moving in to sleep with you. What's there to be proud of?" Sally was completely dumbfounded when she heard Suzanne's words. She never expected Suzanne to call her out and interpret her expression so directly. Natha
Before anyone could say anything, Suzanne pushed her plate away and demanded angrily, "Lindsey, just tell me if you have any grievances against me. Don't resort to such lowly tactics. It's very unbecoming." The reason Lindsey dared to bully Suzanne so openly was because Nathan moved out of the master bedroom and slept in the guest room last night. She was certain Nathan harbored extreme disgust toward Suzanne, just like everyone else in the room. Lindsey gestured at the others with a sweeping motion and said, "It's not just me who dislikes you. Every single person here despises a despicable woman like you. Don't you know what kind of person you are? Are you not self-aware?" Gary spoke up with a hint of anger, "Lin, that's going too far." Displeased, Lindsey said, "Gary, stay out of this. Today, I will clean up the trash in the Morrison family. We absolutely cannot let this woman continue staying in this house and tarnishing our family's reputation."I've already contacted th
Jasper became concerned as Imogen placed her hand over her heart. He asked, "Are you experiencing any chest pains? Have you consulted a doctor? I can take you for a check-up."Imogen reassured him, gently holding his arm. "Jasper, I'm fine. I'm just trying to figure out how to balance my future family and career."Jasper smiled knowingly, gently patting her head before pulling her into an embrace. He recognized her uniqueness—her drive to pursue her career and showcase her skills and talents. The thought of being a stay-at-home mother or merely a trophy wife held no appeal for her whatsoever.Holding her close, Jasper murmured, "Imogen, have you forgotten about your husband's financial prowess?"Imogen couldn't suppress a chuckle.Jasper reassured her of his commitment, "As long as you're on board, I can arrange a driver to drive you to work, an assistant to handle all your tasks, and you won't have to worry about anything. When you return home, there will be maids and me to ens
After returning from her journey across the globe, Imogen headed straight to the hospital. During her travels, she started noticing subtle changes in her body—nausea, fatigue, and a stronger need for rest. Her hunch was confirmed when tests revealed she was pregnant.She felt a blend of anticipation and apprehension. The idea of being pregnant raised thoughts of focusing on family life and raising children. Yet, she valued her career and was steadily demonstrating her skills. She wasn't ready to give it up just yet.When Imogen arrived home and stepped through the front door, she found Gregory and Carol were there. They had just returned from their trip as well, bringing back gifts. "Hi, Mom, Dad," Imogen greeted them.Still excited about their travels, Gregory and Carol eagerly recounted their adventures to Jasper.When Jasper heard Imogen's voice, he quickly stood and walked over to her, taking her hand. "Imogen, I woke up early and didn't see you around. Where did you go?"
Jasper thought the idea was brilliant and agreed, "Let's plan our route and leave next week."Imogen gently pushed him back, her hands on his chest. "Sure, but let me get up first. We'll map out our journey, set a schedule, and go on a trip for our wedding."Jasper took her wrists and lifted them above the pillow. "Let's discuss this tomorrow. I have some pressing matters to attend to at the moment."Imogen was about to respond when Jasper leaned in and kissed her deeply. Their lips intertwined with passion.…A week later, Imogen received another call from Yulia's lawyer, who conveyed Yulia's apologies and expressed her desire for Imogen's forgiveness. Yulia also requested Imogen to intervene with Nathan on her behalf.Imogen decided to ignore the request. She believed in the fairness of the law. It reminded her of Zoey, who had fraudulently claimed her degree and ended up in prison at Jasper's behest.As for Yulia, she had orchestrated attacks on Gregory, caused Carol to lose
Imogen's heart raced as she slowly hugged Jasper, her voice bashful yet resolute. "Jasper, you'll always have a place in my heart."Jasper tensed slightly, his senses on high alert. He met her eyes. A glint of anticipation sparked in his gaze as he eagerly murmured, "Say it one more time. Say it—""I love you, Jasper," Imogen said gently.Jasper's eyes immediately filled with tears as he held Imogen tightly, his body shaking. Overwhelmed by emotion, he could only whisper her name into her ear. "Imogen… Imogen…""Do you love me?" Imogen asked, her voice tinged with shyness.Jasper frowned. "I do love you. Haven't you always known?""I still want to hear it," Imogen said."I love you. I love you with all my heart," Jasper declared, gazing at her with intense passion and unwavering resolve.Feeling a bit stiff from his tight hug, Imogen gently pushed him away. "I love you, too, but I must get up and go to work.""Not today," Jasper responded, scooping and carrying her back to bed
"If it's a gift, why not accept it?" Mila whispered.Gregory quickly took the check, looking unsure of his next move.Once his money was accepted, Oakley assumed the issue was settled. He took Yulia's hand and began to leave the ward, saying, "Well, I'll leave with Yulia for now."Still feeling resentful, Yulia glanced back and shot Imogen a glare as they departed.The ward fell silent. Feeling uneasy, Gregory and Carol exchanged anxious glances."Nate, we can't go easy on them," Mila whispered.Nathan smiled knowingly. He took Mila's hand, gently caressed it, and said quietly, "Don't worry. I'll ensure our in-laws get the justice they deserve."Mila nodded, feeling reassured. Gregory and Carol, who were listening nearby, felt deeply moved and grateful.Since Gregory was injured and confined to bed, the meeting between Jasper's and Imogen's parents ended earlier than expected. After saying goodbye to their parents, Jasper and Imogen headed home. On their way home, Jasper felt
Yulia was renowned for her boldness and strong-willed nature. Aware of Oakley's wealth, influence, and dual reputation in legal and illicit circles, she feared no one and held a contemptuous attitude toward others, including senior military figures."You need to apologize to Ms. Imogen immediately," Oakley whispered urgently.Pointing at Imogen, Yulia muttered irritably, "Her? Oh, please! If anyone owes an apology, it's her to me."Oakley wiped his forehead nervously, trembling with anxiety. Everyone's expressions around them darkened visibly. Jasper suppressed his anger; his hands clenched into fists.Before he could speak, Yulia grumbled, "Jay, you blocked me before understanding everything, and then you terminated our contract. That's just too much."Mila couldn't shake her worry for Jasper. If he couldn't manage his relationship with Yulia appropriately, it could severely impact his marriage. Concerned that he might not handle it well, Mila intervened. "Ms. Gibson, please resp
Carol no longer believed the portrayal of wealthy women on television.Jasper took Imogen's hand, and they sat down on the couch together, feeling anxious. It was their parents' first meeting, and the hospital setting added to the tension. If things went wrong and their relationship soured, their future would look bleak.Imogen was particularly anxious. Her palms were growing clammy. Jasper pulled out a tissue and gently wiped her palms before reassuringly saying, "There's no need to be nervous. My parents are easygoing."Offering an awkward smile, Imogen teased him, whispering, "You seem more nervous than I am, don't you think?"Jasper chuckled but offered no reply. Dealing with Gregory and Carol was sure to be a bit daunting.Typically reserved around strangers, Nathan found it difficult to start a conversation at that moment. Meanwhile, Gregory and Carol felt apprehensive and cautious, worried that any misstep could upset the Morrisons and cause problems for Imogen.Sensing th
Mila approached them with a bouquet, smiling. "Yes, we're in the right place. We've come to visit you, our in-laws."The term "in-laws" caught Gregory off guard as he lay in the bed. Despite his injuries, he quickly propped himself up, struggling to sit upright. Carol, equally surprised, cautiously accepted the gift from Nathan's outstretched hands.Jasper and Imogen took the next elevator, so they hadn't reached the ward yet.Nathan quickly set his things down and hurried over, gently placing a reassuring hand on Gregory's shoulder. "You're injured. Don't get up. Just lie down and rest.""General Morrison, I…" Gregory's voice faltered in distress.Carol's hands trembled uncontrollably as she glanced nervously at Mila, worried that Mila and Nathan had overheard her argument with Gregory.Nathan spoke in a gentle tone, "Please, don't call me General Morrison. It sounds too formal. You both are older than me. Just call me Nathan, and I'll call you two by name in return."Mila came
In the hospital ward, Gregory had been asleep for over an hour when the nurse woke him to change his medication.After the change, Carol peeled an orange for him to eat. They shared the segments, chatting idly."Imogen really picked a good husband. Even these oranges he bought are unusually sweet," Carol said, marveling at the oranges. Gregory glanced at the orange and said, "They must be expensive.""Yes, they're sold by the piece in big supermarkets. Also, they're more expensive than beef and lamb," Carol said before eating another sweet segment.Gregory pondered for a moment. Then he curiously asked, "Someone ruined our house's floor. Do you think Jasper would help us repair it?"Carol shot him a look and replied, "Listen, don't burden Imogen with this. Don't even bring it up.""Why would it burden Imogen? With Jasper's wealth, this is nothing.""Enough," Carol snapped. "That's his business. No matter how poor we are, we shouldn't ask for what isn't ours." "You're too stu