As Mila and the group approached the motel, the receptionist whispered, "Looks like we've got more police coming." A police officer inquired, "What do you mean?" Pointing toward the elevator, the receptionist explained, "Someone called the police, and the manager just took a few police upstairs." Not waiting for more, the police pressed, "Did a woman named Fenna check in tonight with an intoxicated man?" Before the receptionist could respond, Mila and Cameron moved past the police, heading straight for the elevator to check the floor. It halted at the third floor. Mila pressed the button again, and soon, Cole and Phoebe joined them. "It's the third floor." The police from the front desk caught up, and together, they ascended to the third floor. Outside room 302, the earlier police officers were still knocking on the door. Cole pushed through impatiently and stated, "Stop knocking. Break it down, I'll cover the cost." As soon as he finished his words, he kicked the d
Over and over, Fenna played out the same narrative, and Mila had reached her limit. Cameron led Fenna away with the police. Cole carried Nathan, while Mila and Phoebe guided him out of the motel. The night seemed destined for endless torment. Unable to take Nathan, who was deeply ensnared in a drug-induced slumber, home with her, Mila chose to stay at the hotel. Cole returned home with Phoebe. In the quiet stillness of the early morning, Mila tenderly wiped Nathan's feverish body, trying to cool his soaring temperature. Despite his drug-induced sleep, he appeared restless, as if the drug still held him in its grip. Mila pondered if easing some of his tension might offer him some relief. She undressed them both and leaned in to kiss Nathan softly, positioning herself above him. Just as she prepared to close the distance between them, Nathan's eyes snapped open. Taken aback, Mila pulled back, her voice trembling. "Nate, are you awake?" Frowning, Nathan stared at he
Mila set her phone aside, pulling the covers up to sleep. The next morning greeted her with a refreshed feeling. After freshening up, she checked the time and felt it was the right moment to check on Nathan. As she opened the door, she was taken aback to find Nathan standing there, still and silent, blocking her path. Their eyes met, and she found herself taken aback yet again. A soft smile graced Nathan's lips, his eyes clear but tinged with a touch of resignation. "Are you fully awake now?" Mila teased lightly. "Is it really you?" "Yes, did you think I was some sort of imagination?" "With how I felt yesterday, it wouldn't have been surprising," Nathan admitted. "Still not feeling well?" Mila inquired. "Yeah," he replied. With that, Nathan gently ushered her into the room, closing the door behind them. He lifted her off the ground, his lips finding hers as he carried her to the bed. Mila had assumed that by morning, the effects of the drug would have faded. To he
Fenna's voice trembled as she said, "I'm not sick." Nathan's tone hardened. "Then we're pressing charges." Cameron's frustration boiled over. "Fenna, how much longer will you keep this up? Nate is giving you a chance. Why are you still clinging to this? Refuse treatment, you'll end up in jail." Biting her lip and wiping away her tears, Fenna's eyes locked onto Nathan's with determination. "I have one question, and I need the truth." Nathan nodded. "Go ahead." After a brief pause, Fenna said, "Swear on your wife and son that you'll only speak the truth." Nathan complied, swearing on Mila and Jasper to tell the truth. Content, Fenna questioned, "If not for Chubs, would you have chosen to be with me?" Without missing a beat, Nathan responded, "Even without her, I wouldn't have any feelings for you. To be clear, even if you were the last woman on earth, I'd choose Cameron over you." Cameron recoiled, stepping back in shock and swallowing hard. Overwhelmed, Fenna's emo
On the third day of Fenna's hospital stay, Lillian arrived at Hoffis Manor. With Nathan away on official duties, Zach took on the role of host. Mila had gathered fresh flowers from the greenhouse and was heading back. Approaching the garden, she spotted an unfamiliar man deep in conversation with Elio, while a nanny watching them. Intrigued, Mila moved closer. As she neared, she recognized Yale's profile. Her heart raced, her body tensing. Setting the bouquet aside, she swiftly reached Elio, pulling him close while keeping a wary eye on Yale. Yale paused, meeting Mila's gaze with a sly smile before standing up. Sensing the tension, the nanny inquired, "Ms. Hoffis, is everything alright?" Handing Elio to the nanny, Mila directed firmly, "Take Elio inside. No conversations with strangers, especially not him." The nanny hurriedly complied, taking Elio with her. Oliver chuckled, "Isn't this a bit too much, Ms. Hoffis? We're practically friends. Why treat me like a stranger?"
Mila couldn't suppress a chuckle. Lillian seemed oblivious and vastly overestimating herself. With graceful poise, Mila replied, "Even the President himself wouldn't dare speak so recklessly. Yale hasn't even taken office, and you're already this arrogant. Who knows what will happen if the nation is under his leadership." Lillian, gritting her teeth, pointed at Mila, spitting out menacingly, "Wanda Hoffis, just you wait." Without a backward glance, she stormed off. Yale cast a heated gaze at Mila for a moment and flashed a gentle smile. With that, he followed Lillian out. Zach approached Mila, concern evident on his face. "Chubs, are you alright?" Returning to the moment, Mila took Zach's arm with a sigh, guiding him towards the house. "Grandpa, whatever the reason, never allow Yale and Lillian in again. There's no one in Norvania Nate can't offend. We must stand our ground."Zach smiled knowingly, proud as he responded, "Understood. With Nate supporting us from behind, we h
Nathan pressed another tender kiss on Mila's forehead. "I promise, I'll be careful," he whispered. Duke and Layla, descending the stairs, caught this intimate exchange. Layla's features tightened, a cloud of disapproval shadowing her face. She settled on the couch without acknowledging Jasper or greeting Gary and Florence. Her expression radiated disdain, as though nursing some grievance. Quickly, Mila sat up straight, gently pulling away from Nathan's embrace. "Layla," she greeted with courtesy. Duke followed behind, his smile warm and welcoming. "Nate, Chubs, you're back?" "Yes, Duke," Nathan and Chubs replied almost simultaneously, returning his greeting. Duke approached his parents, bending down to playfully tease Jasper, eliciting a smile. Layla, however, shot a disdainful glance toward Mila. "Is there something wrong with your eyes, Layla?" Nathan asked, his tone icy.Suppressing her irritation, Layla huffed, "So protective of your wife, aren't you? Can't even b
Layla fell silent, her face paling. After a moment, she calmly said, "Let's finalize the property division. I'm ready whenever." With that, she retreated upstairs with an icy expression. Duke slumped onto the sofa, hands covering his face as tears fell silently. …In a villa embraced by maple trees, Nathan and Mila knocked gently on the door. A maid opened it, greeting them warmly, "Mr. and Mrs. Morrison, good afternoon." Acknowledging with nods, they stepped inside. Daniel was in the midst of a workout on the treadmill. As they neared the gym, Mila greeted, "Hey, Daniel." Pausing the machine, Daniel turned. "Chubs?" With a smile, Mila responded, "Yes, it's me." As Daniel moved toward Mila, Nathan intervened, extending his hand. When their hands met, Daniel chuckled softly, "Nate, you're here too?" Nathan quipped, "You can tell by my hands?" With a smirk, Daniel replied, "Every time Chubs visits, she always grabs my hand. But you, you keep me from touching your
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