Camille roared hysterically, "You can't be so heartless! In fact, the Carter Group and the Silver Spring Pack were both Harry's! He has given the Carter Group to you, and you just need to donate marrow to him, but why did you refuse time and time again? What else do you want? I will give you everything you want. Can you save Harry? I beg you."
In the waiting room of the airport, Gloria sat alone in a corner. She seemed to be enduring something desperately, her body trembling. She clenched her fists and said through gritted teeth, "If you care about the Carter Group so much, take it!" She had already put too much effort into the messy Carter Group and did many things unwillingly. Everyone thought that she had taken advantage of the Carter family. "I don't believe that you are willing to give up on it. If you do, you are either a fool or a liar. You are just coaxing me." Camille mocked. Gloria closed her eyes and listened to Camille's voiceGloria lay on the bed, and her heart was a mess. When she entered the bedroom, Patrick followed her in, holding the quilt she had just taken to the living room. This time, Gloria did not berate him or ask him to leave. Patrick's eyes were bright and lit up with joy. She had mixed feelings. She thought of the changes in Patrick over the past few days and what he had done that night. Patrick only had a child's mind, yet he still protected her from the attacks of the vicious rogues. He could escape, but he didn't. Gloria recalled that Patrick got up at midnight and warmed her feet. Which one was the real Patrick? Patrick lay down beside her. Her body stiffened, and she was about to scold him, but in the end, she moved aside with her quilt and said coldly, "You are not allowed to get under my blanket or touch me. Otherwise, I'll kick you out." Patrick yawned and asked, "Gloria, will you let me stay if I do whatever you tol
"How did he provoke you?" Gloria didn't speak for a long time, and Stewart asked awkwardly. Gloria froze and was speechless. Her expression changed dramatically. "Forget it! Just come and take him away today! I don't want to see him again!" Gloria shouted. "Gloria, if you don't like me to kiss you, I won't do it again. Don't send me away, please." Patrick's voice sounded. Gloria's hand trembled, and she had a headache. There was a strange silence on the phone. Gloria could guess Stewart's expression on the other side of the line. "Shut up!" She shouted at Patrick, who was trying to soften her up. "So that's the reason. He's quite a jerk." Stewart rubbed his nose and wanted to laugh, but he did not dare to provoke Gloria further. He could only hold back his laughter, and his face was distorted. "Gloria, Alpha Alex took the opportunity to intervene in the internal affairs of the Hammond Group. I have been going crazy dealing wi
Gloria stood for a long time. In the end, she opened the door and bent down to pick up the takeout that was placed on the ground. She said softly, "Mandy, thank you." However, no one heard her. Time passed by quickly. It was getting dark outside. Gloria glanced at her watch. It was almost time to get off work, but she did not want to go back home. Stewart did not call her for the whole day. She thought that her threatening words in the morning should be effective and that Stewart was afraid of her. Gloria finished looking through the documents on the table. She no longer had an excuse to stay longer. She left the office. Gloria parked the car in the underground parking lot, took the elevator upstairs, and arrived at the floor where she lived. Standing outside the apartment, she looked at the closed door with mixed feelings. She reached out her hand and placed it on her heart gently. She could feel clearly that her hear
Another month had passed. When Sean was about to finish his business in Italy, he got into new trouble. He said that it was not a big problem, but it would take some time to handle it. Gloria smiled and said to Sean, "I almost thought you were lying to me. In fact, you were hitting on girls in Italy and forgot everything." Sean joked on the phone, "Hitting on girls? No. I'm surrounded by stinky men only." "Then, try to get back soon." There was a hint of coldness in Gloria's tone. At first, Gloria thought that her cooperation with Lucas would be ruined, but it lasted for a month. And Lucas simply disappeared from her sight. The cooperation had moved onto the second stage. The representatives of both sides had to meet again to discuss the specific details of the next step and confirm some details that had been discussed before. In the afternoon, Mandy knocked on the door of the president's office and led an acquaintance in. "G
Gloria felt Patrick's shoulders tremble slightly. She closed her eyes to hide the pain in her eyes. Suddenly, Patrick printed his lips on hers. She was surprised and struggled to push him away. Patrick whispered in her ear, "Gloria, I have that strange feeling again." Patrick grabbed her hand and put it over his heart. She felt suffocated and heartbroken. In the end, she was defeated again. Whether he was stupid or smart, whether he forgot everything or not, she had never won. Gloria gave up struggling and stopped pushing Patrick away. She closed her eyes and allowed him to continue kissing her. "Are you feeling better?" She asked. "Gloria, I'll be with you for the rest of my life," Patrick repeated seriously. Gloria met his deep eyes. Her smile was bright, which held him spellbound. She suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to the amusement park?" Patrick's eyes lit up. "Really?" Gloria nodded. "Let'
"Patrick lied to you!" Ellison looked emotional. He had been waiting for the moment for a long time. "Shut up!" At the door of the conference room, Patrick shouted. The doctor said that his mind had regressed to an eight-year-old. But Ellison's words exposed the lie. Patrick was furious and glared at Ellison with his sharp eyes. "Gloria, I can explain." Patrick looked nervously at Gloria and was anxious. There were other people in the conference room, including Alex, Stewart, and some higher-ups of the Hammond Group. Gloria's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on one person. Soon, she shifted her gaze away. The slight mocking smile on her face disappeared before people could notice it. The person whom Gloria had just looked at saw it and clenched his fists. Everyone was staring at Gloria. Stewart said, "Gloria, Patrick didn't lie to you on purpose." "Fine, then explain it to me." Under everyone's gaze, Gloria
Patrick tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. "You have no say in the affairs of the Hammond family." "Ask Grandpa if he considers me a member of the Hammond family. Patrick, how dare you be so ruthless to grandpa!" Ellison mocked. "You can't wait to become a member of the Hammond family, right? Ellison, your intention of getting the Hammond Group and the Black Thorn Pack is so obvious, but you are not qualified!" Patrick retorted. He walked in front of Alex. "I know what you want, but you are old. It's time to let go of your power over this family. Do you think that you can regain control by messing around while I'm not in the Hammond Group and the Black Thorn Pack?" "Patrick!" Alex was angry. His fingers were trembling as he pointed at Patrick. "You bastard!" Patrick ignored Alex's curses. He smiled coldly and turned around to leave. "Stewart, call the pack guards over." Alex was shocked. He shouted behind Patrick, "What? Are you going
Gloria was in a trance. The past that had been lost in time seemed to become clear again. She remembered that when Harry fought with those rogues, he shouted fiercely, "Gloria is my sister. If anyone dares to bully her again, I will kill him!" She also remembered Harry's fierce look. It was as if he would bite the person he saw the next moment. Gloria sat upright on the sofa for another three hours. She stared blankly at the empty space. She seemed to be reminiscing. Memories were not always pleasant, but Gloria felt satisfied with those little happy moments. In the quiet living room, the phone rang urgently. Gloria was shocked and became sober. She looked at the screen, and her eyes became cold. It was Patrick. She did not press the call, nor did she pick it up. Gloria stood up from the sofa, picked up her backpack, and walked to the door. She suddenly stopped when she saw the two pairs of slippers placed side by side
Gloria looked at the sky. "Christine, you know that I hate him and am afraid of him. Six years ago, he sent me to the werewolf prison. There were iron bars everywhere. "Not long ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself locked in a space full of iron bars again. He put bars on all the windows. In my opinion, it was no different from my life in prison. "He tried all means to imprison me. He was now so sick that he finally let go. He said that he didn't want to continue the game. He was tired of me and I believed it. But isn't that ridiculous? He lets go only when he's dying. Does this mean that he cares about me? "You are right. When I was at the airport, I kept thinking about how you scolded me. I was running all the time. I didn't just run from him, but from my family as well. "Patrick imprisoned my body. As for me, I imprisoned my heart. "Alright, let's get in. It's a bit cold outside." Gloria felt relaxed after saying that. She stood up.
Gloria picked up the apple from the stable and quietly peeled it. Not long after, the peeled apple was handed to Patrick. The apple emitted a fragrance. Patrick didn't believe what was happening. He didn't dare to take the apple. He didn't know if the apple would disappear the moment he took it. "When will the operation be carried out?" Gloria went straight to the point. She held the peeled apple in her hand. Patrick immediately became alert. He was a little nervous. "Who told you?" "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" She asked again, ignoring his nagging. "The day after tomorrow." He stared at Gloria. In fact, she was more stubborn than him. If she didn't get an answer, she wouldn't give up. Gloria nodded and stuffed Patrick. "Are you not eating it? I peeled it for you." Patrick felt warm in his heart. He had never shown his weaknesses, but now felt tears well up in his eyes. One could even see that his eyes turned red. He
"Look, you're hesitating." Christine was like an invader. She pursued further and didn't let Gloria go. "I just asked you if you still loved him, but you hesitated. Do you really know yourself? "Gloria, in my opinion, you are running away from him. Three years ago, you tried everything you could to escape. Now, you have made no progress at all. You are still escaping. Will you really be at peace at Waikiki Beach? I will be blunt. If you can only remain calm on Waikiki Beach, it means that you have never been calm." Gloria trembled, and her face paled. "Stop it! Enough!" Christine's words echoed in her mind. She wanted to press the pause button but there was simply none. "Gloria, Waikiki Beach is not a pure land. The peace you think is just your escape," Christine said seriously. Christine should not have said this, but she saw some things that the people in the police station did not see. She saw Gloria's hesitation. During the thre
Outside a VIP ward in the hospital, an unexpected figure appeared. "Let him in." In the ward, Patrick nodded. The door opened, and Ellison walked in. "You're really well-informed," Patrick said coldly, his lips pale. "I have my sources. No matter how well you hide it, you can't guarantee that your subordinates won't give themselves away," Ellison said calmly. Patrick smiled, "You don't have to be in such a hurry even though you covet the Hammond Group. After I die, it will be all yours." "Come on." Ellison sat down on a chair. "If you die, all your assets will be given to her." Although he didn't say who she was, Patrick, who was lying on the bed, had a glint in his eyes. "You know me well." "No." Ellison waved his index finger. "It just so happened that I saw a lawyer walk out of the hospital. That lawyer was hired by you personally to serve you and the Hammond Group." "Did you find me just like that?" Patrick asked.
"Don't move. I just want to look at you," Patrick whispered. Gloria only felt that it was strange. When did he learn to be gentle? When she raised her eyes to look at him, she was seized by his eyes. His eyes were like black holes as if swallowing her up. Intense affection seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes in a second. She had never experienced this before. She had never seen Patrick like this before. Before she ran out of patience, he released her. He took a step back, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her. "Don't you want to leave? I'll let you go." She took the paper and found it was a divorce agreement. As her gaze slid down, Patrick had already signed his name. For a moment, she became even more confused. He had done everything he could to force her to be with him, but now he had taken out the divorce agreement. She didn't understand. Gloria looked at Patrick, her
Half a month had passed. Patrick didn't appear in front of her again. Occasionally, Hank would come back to take a change of clothes and then leave in a hurry. Apart from being confused, the guards in the pack became increasingly serious. Gloria didn't know what had happened. One day, the dark iron gate of Alpha's villa opened again. She saw the familiar Bentley driving in from the second floor from a distance. She looked at the car and fell into a daze. Finally, he came back. She retracted her gaze and did not know how to face him. Just as she was lost in thought, Kevin went to her door and invited her to meet Alpha respectfully. She wanted to ask if she could refuse. However, Kevin turned around and left directly. It was no use delaying. She still went downstairs. Gloria gave a self-mockery chuckle. However, her smile faded quickly. As she got thinner, her face seemed to be sunken. She noticed a
Smoke came out from the gap in the door. Instantly, Hank's expression changed. He shook off Mandy, who was pulling him, took out his key, and opened the door. "Luna Gloria! What is going on?" Before he finished speaking, he choked on the thick smoke and coughed violently. Mandy rushed in. "Gloria, don't scare me! Don't tell me that you want to kill yourself!" Unfortunately, the smoke was too thick, and the flames were everywhere. Hank immediately called the police and tried to rush in. A figure passed him quickly and rushed in. In the blink of an eye, the figure had already rushed into the thick smoke. "Alpha Patrick! You can't go inside! "It's too dangerous!" Hank shouted, but Patrick turned a deaf ear. He looked around the room through the smoke, but Gloria was nowhere to be seen. He immediately rushed to the bedroom door, but the door could not be opened. "Gloria! Open the door! Gloria! Open the
In the ward, Patrick took a chair and sat down. Opposite him was Harry. "She lied to me and came to donate her bone marrow to you." Patrick said, breaking the silence. Harry turned pale and gradually despaired. He said, "I'll go find her! I won't force her to donate her bone marrow!" He stood up and was about to leave. "Gloria was injecting G-CSF. I took her home." Harry calmed down after hearing that. "The donor?" Harry was puzzled. "Your brother." Harry did not know what to say for a moment. "Your brother's match result was a fake. I've known this for a long time. But Gloria doesn't care about it, so I do nothing." Harry wanted to say something. He found that Patrick was so indifferent. Patrick knew the truth, yet he chose to stand aside and watch the farce. "You know Gloria went to the bone marrow bank. Ever since she found out about your condition, she's been asking around to find a suitable donor. I
Patrick paused. The next second, he reached out to cover her eyes and then kissed the back of his hand over them. "You mean a lot to me," he said silently. "Gloria, don't think about running away again. For the rest of your life, you're bound to be with me. You can't get away without my permission." He had already lost his mind. He felt bad for her, yet such a feeling was surpassed by his longing to keep her with him. After everything was over, she said, "I hate you." He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he suppressed the pain in them and said, pretending that he didn't care, "Whatever." He thought, 'You can hate me. Even though you want to hate me, I'm the only one you are going to hate. I don't care about anything else, as long as I'm the only one in your world. You may choose to love me or hate me as you want.' It was just that the moment she said she hated him, he felt his heartache killing him. The day of Harr