Serena didn't think much of her cold. She simply grabbed her tumbler and headed to work as usual.By evening, she accompanied Wilson to a six-star hotel for a client meeting.Just as she got into the car, she suddenly sneezed heavily.Wilson turned to look at her. "Are you sick?""Maybe just a little." Serena sniffled. "Mr. Quade, should I sit in the front? I don't want to pass it to you.""No need. I have a strong immune system. A minor cold like yours is nothing to me."The car smoothly pulled onto the road. Midway through the drive, Wilson suddenly instructed Sebastian to stop the car."Wait here for a bit." With that, he stepped out and walked away.A few minutes later, he returned carrying a large bag and handed it to Serena. "Take this."Serena peeked inside, and it was full of cold medicine, antibiotics, and fever reducers."The seasonal transition has been bad. I heard viral colds are going around, so keep these just in case," Wilson said casually.Serena stared at h
Seeing Jessica drink so boldly, the other businessmen also raised their glasses for a toast. Jessica handled each one smoothly, taking the drinks on behalf of Justin.Justin glanced at the lively scene in front of him but felt oddly distracted.It reminded him of how Serena used to do the same whenever she accompanied him to social events. She always worried about his stomach issues and made sure to take all the drinks for him.His gastritis rarely acted up when she was around because of that. Yet, she suffered for it.He had seen Serena drunk before, curled over a toilet as she was vomiting miserably.At first, he used to care, asking if she was alright. But over time, he grew indifferent.She seemed unbreakable. Even after drinking herself sick at night, she'd wake up the next morning looking fresh and energetic. So, eventually, he stopped paying attention.There was one time when a big client had made advances toward her. Serena had rejected him outright, but the man had gott
Wilson asked, "Mr. Sutton, are you saying that Farrow Corporation doesn't treat its employees like people? Justin's just across the hallway. How about I take you over there later, and you can ask him how he used to treat my assistant?"Nathan's face went pale at once."That's not what I meant, Mr. Quade. I just think that even if Ms. Judd's feeling a little sick, a bit of alcohol should be fine.""Well, I think you could handle a whole case of whiskey just fine, Mr. Sutton. Why don't you go ahead and finish it all?"The room fell silent for a few seconds after the remark.Nathan's expression darkened.Someone nearby stepped in to defuse the tension."You're hilarious, Mr. Quade. Too much alcohol's no good for you. Mr. Sutton, how about we have one drink together? After that, let's focus on the food. Deal?"Nathan reluctantly took the exit.Serena's tense emotions finally eased.She hadn't expected Wilson to defend her so openly. He showed absolutely no respect for Nathan.Sh
Jessica was on cloud nine. She hadn't expected Justin to speak up for her just now.It seemed he didn't actually despise her as much as she'd thought."Know your place. You're my assistant, not some escort. Don't act all subservient like that. It makes me look bad!"It was like a bucket of cold water had been poured over Jessica's head. She sobered up immediately."Understood, Mr. Farrow."As they arrived downstairs, Zane opened the car door. Justin was just about to sit inside when he spotted a group of people exiting the hotel.Wilson was in the middle of the circle, chatting with some businessmen, before heading toward a Bentley.Meanwhile, Serena walked closely by his side.Wilson occasionally turned to say something to her, and she responded immediately.The sight stung Justin deeply.He used to be the person by her side."Give me a second," he told Zane.With that, Justin quickly strode toward them."Serena."Serena turned around. When she saw Justin, the smile on h
Serena fumbled to grab her phone.She hadn't planned on bothering Lauren this late, but the anxiety in her was overwhelming. She just needed someone to talk to, someone to comfort her.She quickly found Lauren's contact and dialed in a hurry.As soon as the phone picked up, she blurted out, "Laurie, it's thundering outside, and I'm really scared. I just need to talk to someone.""Scared?" A deep voice, unmistakably a man's, came from the other end of the line.Serena froze, almost convinced her fever was making her hallucinate.Wilson spoke again. "Your voice doesn't sound right. Is your cold getting worse?""Sorry, Mr. Quade. I must've dialed the wrong number."Serena felt embarrassed. Just as she was about to hang up, Wilson stopped her. "What's wrong?""It's nothing. I'm just running a fever, and the thunder's scaring me.""Did you take medicine?""I did."Serena didn't want him to worry. "It's getting better, really. I'm fine.""Okay.""You should get some rest, Mr. Q
"No... I'll lie down right away," Serena quickly replied.She stumbled over to the bed before collapsing onto it.She turned her heavy head to watch Wilson as he removed his coat and paced around the apartment.Before long, he returned with a thermometer to check her temperature.Seeing the numbers, he frowned deeply. "104 degrees Fahrenheit. You have high endurance, Serena.""Is it that high?"No wonder her head felt so heavy, and it was such a struggle just to sit up.Soon, Wilson returned with a glass of water and medicine. "Take the fever medicine first.""Do I have to take it?" Serena asked."What now? Are you planning to just wither away?"Wilson opened the fever medicine bottle and handed a pill to her."Swallow it with water. It's a capsule, not bitter."Serena was feeling miserable. Seeing the pill held up to her mouth, she didn't think twice. She opened her mouth and bit down on the pill between his fingertips.The warmth of her lips brushed against his fingers,
Serena immediately spit it out."It's disgusting!"She'd never liked taking medicine, especially this kind of traditional medicine, which was bitter and astringent. Just smelling it made her feel sick.Wilson tried to coax her. "Come on. I'll give you candy after you finish."Serena was a little speechless. "Mr. Quade, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?""I don't want to, but seeing you like this, it's hard not to treat you like one.""Mr. Quade, actually, I've been meaning to ask you something."Serena's eyes were watery, and her cheeks were flushed with a soft pink from the fever. "You're so kind to me. Do you have feelings for me?"Wilson was silent for a moment before handing her the medicine again. "Take the medicine, and I'll tell you the answer."Serena hesitated for a while but finally grabbed the glass and took small sips with great difficulty.As soon as she finished, she felt like she was going to gag.Wilson immediately put a piece of chocolate in her mouth
It was just past 6:00 am when Willow dragged her exhausted body back to her apartment.As she was about to unlock the door, she suddenly saw the door across the hall open.She thought it was Serena and looked back. Instead, she saw Wilson slowly walking out with a coat in his hands.Willow was so startled that her keys fell to the ground."Will? Why are you coming out of Serena's apartment?"Wilson's hair was slightly messy. His collar was slightly open, and his coat was draped over his arm. He even walked out on tiptoe.It looked strange.Willow thought of something."Will, you didn't sneak into Serena's apartment in the middle of the night and do something to her, did you?""Your imagination is quite wild."Wilson glanced at her. "She was sick. I came to take care of her.""Then why sneak out? Why not wait until morning?"Why not wait until morning?Because he was worried that if Serena woke up, she wouldn't be able to face him. After confirming her fever had gone down,
Serena remembered now. Marcus was born out of David's second marriage.Marcus wheeled the birthday cake toward David. He stopped beside David and grinned. "Happy birthday, Dad! May you have a long and healthy life ahead of you!""Looks like you've pulled yourself together, Marcus," David praised, smiling. He'd never smiled like that when Jacob was around.David paid no mind to Jacob's darkened expression as he pulled Marcus closer and launched into introductions. "Everyone, this is Marcus. He's been majoring in finance abroad and flew home especially for my birthday today!"A few guests at the table recognized Marcus. "Goodness, it's Marcus! I haven't seen him in years! He sure looks different now.""Yes, he looks a lot like a younger Mr. David."Jacob lifted his gaze. "Dad, why didn't you tell me Marcus was coming home today?"David's smile slipped. "You should have known he was coming home, Jacob. You're the older brother, so don't go blaming me for not keeping you up to date
A loud cough suddenly sounded behind Jacob and the others. David was making his way down the stairs with Natasha's help."Mr. Smith," Wilson greeted.A shadow fell over David's face. "Wilson, I wasn't expecting you to come.""It's your birthday today, Mr. Smith. It's only right that I come over and celebrate with you out of respect, wouldn't you say?" Wilson said congenially. He snaked an arm around Serena's shoulders as he approached David. "Mr. Smith, allow me to introduce my girlfriend, Serena Judd."David made a noise of approval. "She's got a decent face and build, that much I'll say. You got lucky, Wilson.""Oh, my luck with the ladies is nothing compared to yours, Mr. Smith." Wilson grinned.Beside David, Natasha looked a little uneasy. She clutched David's arm and asked, "Would you like to sit, Mr. Smith?""Bring me to the couch so I may catch my breath."Natasha did as she was told and helped David to the couch, whereupon they sat.Jacob and Wilson sauntered to one si
Serena wished she could sew Wilson's mouth shut. He helped her put on her clothes and said, "We're going to the Smith residence tonight. It's Jacob's father's birthday."Serena considered her plans for the day. The patisserie was doing all right recently, and she had nothing urgent to take care of. As such, she agreed to be Wilson's plus-one.…Serena and Wilson arrived downstairs to find that Elsa had already prepared a meal for them. Under Elsa's curious and meaningful gaze, Serena finished her food and headed out with Wilson.They dropped by an upscale women's boutique. Serena was about to leave after picking out a dress when Wilson grabbed her wrist. "You may as well pick out a few more outfits now that we're here. With that killer figure of yours, you'll look good in anything."It was still early, so Serena decided to stay and shop a little while longer. It would have been foolish of her to decline Wilson's generous offer of new clothes. She tried on a dozen outfits, and Wils
Waking up late the next day, Serena's eyes slowly blinked open, her thoughts still hazy and unfocused. She stared at the blackout curtains that had been drawn over the window, and the memories from last night flashed through her mind.As the hand on her side gently shifted, a voice rumbled, "Are you up?"Serena hummed in response, her throat a little dry. Last night had been wild; she'd behaved nothing like her usual self. She blushed slightly at the thought.Wilson gently pinched the soft flesh of her waist and kissed her. "Lie in for a bit."With that, he lifted the blanket and got out of bed. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room a second later, and he handed Serena a glass of water. "To quench your thirst."Wilson's tone was warm and mild, but the way his alluring eyes fixed on Serena turned his sentence into a double entendre. Diffident, she took the glass from him and had a few gulps of water.Wilson then set the glass down and began putting on his clothes.
Wilson brought Serena back to his villa.Serena was greeted by the feast on the table when she entered the door and noted her favorite dishes among the food. Wilson explained, "When I came home earlier, I told Elsa to make dinner. We'll be eating here tonight."Serena nodded. She took a seat at the table, only to see Elsa Rosenburg bustling around to tend to her needs. She served Serena soup, brought her a wine glass, and even warmly asked Serena if she could have cold drinks.Wilson narrowed his eyes from across the table. "Elsa, if you'd like to take a look at my girlfriend, you may do so openly without buzzing around her like a bee."An awkward chuckle escaped Elsa. Oh, well, so much for being subtle. But could Wilson blame her? He'd only ever brought men home, and this was the first time he'd brought a woman over—and she was his girlfriend, no less!It was a rare sight for Elsa, indeed. Before this, she thought Wilson and Jacob were dating.Elsa stared at Serena for a moment,
Damian's eyes darkened. He strode over to Wilson. "Mr. Quade."Wilson appraised him from head to toe. "What is your purpose of getting close to Serena?"Damian looked baffled. "I've known Serena for years, and we've always been on good terms. What do you mean by that question, Mr. Quade?""The next time you act dumb and naïve, try to be more convincing. Who are you trying to fool when you can't even keep the scheming look out of your eyes?" Wilson drawled.Damian froze, then flashed Wilson a smile. "I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Quade. Serena may be your girlfriend, but she has the freedom to be friends with whomever she wants."Wilson took a drag of his cigarette. "You sabotaged the security camera at Serena's place previously, didn't you?"Damian's smile vanished.Contempt gleamed in Wilson's narrowed eyes as he added, "Stay in line if you don't want Serena to find out just how despicable you are. I don't want to see you anywhere near Serena after this."With a
Wilson leaned into his seat and waved at Jillian through the screen as he said, "How is that you look younger since the last time we met, Madam Gallagher? And you look so fabulous and festive in that jacket, too. How will anyone tell you and an 18-year-old young woman apart?""You and your nonsense." Jillian laughed at the compliments. She gave him a meaningful look. "Do you know who got me this jacket?""Your old sweetheart?""Piss off!" Jillian snapped. "Serena got me the jacket."Surprise flickered in Wilson's eyes. He chuckled and said, "My mistake. So, it was my sweetheart who got you the jacket. How nice and generous of her; she is far better than your granddaughter. Did you reward her?""Reward her all you like when you get home." Jillian held up her phone and scoffed. "You should know you're lucky to have tricked a lovely young lady like her into falling for you."Trevor was confused. "Wait, are you familiar with Serena, too?""Yes. Our paths crossed somehow, and we beca
"Did you come to talk to me about the shop?" Jillian waved her hand dismissively. "I already told you, you get to call the shots when it comes to the patisserie. You don't have to report back to me on every little thing. Just give me my share of the profits every year."Serena said warmly, "I didn't come to talk to you about work. I just wanted to see you."Jillian went still. "What's there to see? I'm just a little old lady, and we aren't even close.""You did me a huge favor, Madam Gallagher. Visiting you is part for the course." Serena produced the gift bag and said, "I went shopping today and saw this. I thought it'd suit you and took the liberty of getting it for you. Try it on."Jillian glanced at the item in the gift bag. The style and color were to her liking, indeed. "I appreciate the gift. Leave it there.""Perhaps you should try it on first," Serena suggested, taking out the jacket and holding it up. She gently tugged on Jillian's arm and prompted, "Come on, Madam Galla
Jenna narrowed her eyes at Willow. "Your last name is Quade? What's your relationship with Wilson Quade?""He's my older cousin," Willow answered.Jenna's expression turned stormy when she heard this. She despised the Quade family.At that moment, Serena returned with the retail assistant. She had paid for Jillian's present and was ready to leave when Willow clutched her arm. "Help me pick something out."Serena nodded and began looking around the boutique with Willow.Jenna stared daggers at the two young ladies, her mood growing fouler by the second. She said scathingly, "They say birds of a feather flock together. I bet Willow is just as bad as Serena. Did you smell the smoke on her when she walked past us earlier? She must have been smoking outside before she entered the boutique!"Kelly looked offended. "Smoking doesn't mean anything. I was a smoker when I was young, too." She used to be a photographer and picked up smoking due to the stressful nature of her job. She only qu