Suzanne cast several backward glances as she walked. She felt at ease watching the drugs in the warehouse get engulfed by the flames.All of the drug traffickers were headed this way once they noticed the building on fire. The pair passed through the forest and reached the country's border—it was the edge of a bottomless cliff.Under the bright moonlight, the drug traffickers were still engaged in a gunfight a few miles away. There was a blazing drug nest in front of them and a cliff behind. Looking at Nathan in disbelief, she asked, "Did you climb up from here?"Nathan didn't reply. He surveyed his surroundings and brought her behind a huge rock, motioning for her to crouch down. He fished a flare gun from his pocket and handed it to her. "Half an hour from now, a helicopter will come for you. When you see it hovering above you, fire the flare gun. Someone will come for you.""Where are you going?" Suzanne asked, holding onto his hand with worry. He glanced determinedl
The rescue helicopter found Suzanne without a problem and transported her safely back to the Norvanian military.She didn't sleep a wink that night. After waiting anxiously the entire night, there was still no news of Nathan returning. She grew more worried and restless as time passed by. She waited agonizingly while praying for his safe return.When daybreak came, Suzanne sat hugging her knees at the main door. She stared at the wide road ahead with teary eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of the man.As Cole watched her, he felt like her worry was laced with love. He didn't understand why she was so adamant about getting a divorce. He approached her and said, "You haven't had anything to eat for the entire day, Mrs. Morrison."The woman's gaze was fixated somewhere in the distance. Her eyes were damp. She suppressed the agonizing feeling in her chest and shook her head."I'm not hungry." "You don't need to worry, Mrs. Morrison. The general will be fine."Sniffling, she lifte
Suzanne nodded with a serious expression and committed the doctor's words to memory.After cleaning up and leaving some further instructions, he left the room. Suzanne stood frozen in place while she scanned his injuries, her heart breaking. Her expression looked grim. She hadn't said anything since she entered the room and only looked extremely guilt-ridden.Upon noticing this, Nathan reassured her, "Don't worry, I've gotten injured more than I can keep count. This is child's play." The way he brushed it off only made her heart ache more. His previous injury was a bullet that almost grazed his heart. How could he be so relaxed when one small mishap could cost him his life?This time, he was covered in cuts. She couldn't possibly imagine how much danger he'd been through all these years.He frowned, his heart clenched at the sight of her looking upset. "Why can't you stop your tears? Are you worried about me?" he asked. She immediately turned her back to him and hastily wipe
Suzanne was caught by surprise. "What?"He pointed at the inside of her thigh. By coincidence, she was wearing a long skirt. She pressed her legs together and started blushing nervously. "Have you gone mad?" she exclaimed, embarrassed.Nathan's ears turned red as well. He forced a calm exterior and explained, "I just wanted to know. I didn't mean to offend you."Her face was growing hotter. "Did you sneak a look under my shorts while I was asleep?"The man felt like his entire body was on fire. Both his ears and neck were tinted red as he explained hastily, "I've never done that.""Then how do you know?"They grew up together. When they were kids, she donned a pair of extremely short shorts and showed him herself by pulling them up."Do you really have it?" His expression was serious, and his tone was laced with a hint of nervousness. "Is it on your right thigh?"Suzanne glanced at him puzzledly. "Why do you ask? Have you figured out my true identity?""Your true identity?
The atmosphere in the room immediately became more intimate and awkward. Then, there was a knock on the door.Cole entered the room and frantically asked Suzanne, "What is your blood type, Mrs. Morrison?""A, why?" She replied quizzically."A comrade of mine has lost too much blood and is in need of a transfusion. The hospital just so happened to be short on blood type A. Could I trouble you to donate some?"She stood up without hesitation and walked toward him. "Okay, let's go immediately."The two then left the room. In an instant, Nathan's gaze turned dark, and his expression gradually turned grim. Past events started playing in his head. He dared not imagine what would happen if Suzanne was actually Chubs. The truth would reveal itself soon. He just needed to wait patiently for the DNA test results.Ten minutes later, Suzanne returned. "My body is perfectly healthy and free from illnesses. Why did they only take so little?" she muttered. When she got back to the h
Suzanne helped him sit up before propping up the meal table on the bed. Then, she brought the food over from the other table.This amount of injury was nothing to him, and he certainly didn't need anyone to look after him.As for why he only sat up with her help, he simply enjoyed being cared for by her. Hence, he pretended to be weak. She placed the dishes on the table and asked while getting him soup, "Why is Daniel in Muzat, Nathan? Your parents said he hadn't been home in five years. Is he dealing drugs?"Nathan explained casually, "With my family's wealth, he doesn't need to resort to such illegal trades for money.""It looked to me like he had business with the drug traffickers. Why didn't you go look for him?"He picked up a set of utensils and handed it to her. "You should eat too.""You go ahead." She sat at the foot of the bed and placed the bowl of soup in front of him."Eat with me.""Okay," she replied softly. She took the utensils from him and started eating.
"Where are you going? Let me help you." She was worried that he wasn't strong enough and would collapse.Nathan's voice was cold, and he was prickly. "Bathroom. Are you coming as well?" he snapped.Suzanne's cheeks heated up, and she retracted her hand shyly. She felt awkward and was also taken aback by his strange anger.He didn't seem particularly fond of Daniel. Did they not get along?"You, you go ahead." She lowered her hand and sat back down on the bed. She picked up her spoon and continued eating.Her face was hot, and her heart was beating fast. After the meal, she cleaned up and read on a chair. Nathan worked on business matters on his laptop. The room was quiet. They did their own thing without disturbing the other.Sunlight shined from the window. It felt bright and warm. Suzanne would occasionally sneak glances at Nathan. She couldn't help but swoon over the way he looked when he was immersed in his work.Even if they didn't converse or interact, she felt conte
Suzanne patted her thighs awkwardly and said, "You should get some rest too."She cast a few reluctant glances at the man and turned to leave, closing the door behind her.As she walked along the hallway, her eyes turned red. She tilted her head upwards and started taking deep breaths as she walked. If you loved someone, you'd long for their company more than anyone else's when hurt or upset. Nathan asked her to leave when he needed someone to look after him the most. Had he not made it obvious enough?He didn't need her at all.She walked out of the hospital and was greeted by the sun. However, her heart felt cold and upset. She didn't feel any warmth at all.Cole was walking toward her direction. Upon noticing her, he said hastily, "Mrs. Morrison, your brother is here.""My brother?" she said, surprised. He nodded. "Yes. I brought him to the reception room in the office building. He wants to see you and the general."She tightened her fist and hurried toward the building
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