Luke reached behind him and felt his back. Those scratch marks were rapidly swelling up. 'How vicious!' He gasped softly and looked at Bianca in his arms with a cold and profound gaze. 'Does she have cat claws for hands? They’re so sharp, and she doesn't hold back!' He decided that he would cut her fingernails soon. He would not give her any "tools of punishment" because he would be the only one to suffer! Luke gazed into Bianca's eyes, and his voice was as gentle as spring water. "Does it make you feel any better? If you're still angry, you can scratch, claw, and pinch me however you want. I'll do anything for you if it makes you happy…" He laid sideways and bared his chest at her. Then, he placed her little claws on his flat stomach. Of course, Bianca saw her "handiwork" when the man showed her those bloody gashes on his back… She turned away guiltily. She did not mean to use so much strength. After all, the man deserved it for deceiving her! "What should I do s
Seeing that Bianca was about to cry, Luke reached behind her and gently massaged her back. "It's already in the past. I didn't want you to see my scars because I don't want you to worry. It's fine, the scars don't hurt anymore… I would give up everything just to see you again." Hearing those words, Bianca suddenly hugged his neck tightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have given you the silent treatment, and I shouldn't have suspected you. You've treated me so well, and maybe it's because of that that I can't bear any imperfections in our relationship. I'm at fault too. Sorry." Luke smiled gently and tousled her hair. "You don't have to apologize to me, silly girl. I…" He did not finish his sentence because he felt a pair of soft and supple lips on his bare back. "Bea…" 'Does she know what she's doing?' "What are you doing?" Luke growled softly, "You're playing with fire." Bianca gently held his shoulders and kissed every hideous scar on his bac
Jason did not understand why the boss did not want that young woman named Maxine to pass the interview. According to the preliminary assessment, Maxine's results were considered one of the best among the candidates. Jason knew that his boss did not like other people questioning his decisions. He nodded and said, "I know what to do, Mr. Crawford." It was all too easy to sabotage an undesirable candidate. "Mm," Luke replied. He noticed that Jason's arm was bandaged and asked him, "What happened? How did you hurt yourself?" Jason smiled awkwardly and made up an excuse. "It's nothing. I got into a minor car accident while I was driving. I'll be fine in a few days." He did not tell his boss that he was hurt when his ex-wife brought a bunch of hooligans to the bridal boutique to beat him up. It would have been hard to explain. Luke did not ask too many questions either. "If you're injured, then you should rest at home and come back when you're feeling better. Don't worry, I won
Bianca instantly hung up. She seemed angry as she did so. Luke gently held her cheeks and kissed her. "Why are you so angry? You should control your emotions, my wife. It's not worth it to lose your temper over someone else's business." Bianca nodded and tried to calm herself down, though she could not help but say, "I thought that Mr. Doyle is an assertive man looking at how he is at work, but I didn't expect him to be so unreliable. He's been dragging his feet when it comes to the problem with his ex-wife, and Sue is the one who has to suffer. Sigh… Sue is unlucky to marry him." "It's up to them to sort it out, and there's only so much that we can do for them. If Jason can't remove the biggest obstacle between him and Sue, then he won't get anything in the end." "Mm. I'll try to contact Sue," Bianca replied, then went through her call records. She received a call from an unknown number earlier in the afternoon, and she guessed that Sue must have changed her number. There
Sue was not a naïve young girl. She was familiar with the sounds of love-making. That was the sound of a woman gradually sinking into the bed. The woman sounded like she was trying to hold back from screaming in pain. Obviously, the voice belonged to Nina. What about the man? Was the man Percy Mallory, her supposed boyfriend? Did Sue happen to walk into them while they were making out? Sue frowned awkwardly. She was about to put her hand down. Just when she was about to tiptoe away, she heard Nina begging weakly from inside the bedroom. "Please… no… please…" Sue blushed. She wanted to get away quickly. Just when she turned around, she heard a deep and hoarse masculine voice. The man seemed to be enjoying his presence inside the woman, and his voice carried a hint of mockery. "Heh, are you begging me? How many times have you begged me over the past two years for that broken family of yours and your materialistic mother? You've sold your soul for money!" The grunts
In the morning, the scattered sun rays shone through the floor-to-ceiling window, through the white lace curtains, and landed softly on the rose-gold carpet. Bianca woke up from her dreams. She habitually reached out, but there was no one lying next to her. She was all alone in the spacious bedroom. She stretched and yawned lazily before glancing at the clock on the wall. It was half-past eight. Bianca felt a little frustrated. She used to wake up at six o'clock, but ever since Luke returned, she stopped going to work, and she might have become lazy after staying at home for so long. She got out of bed and drew the curtains. She was putting on her clothes when she heard a soft rustle. A small piece of notepaper fell from the bedside table to the carpet. It was very eye-catching under the morning sunlight. She picked up the note and read it. "I'm off to work, baby. Sleep a little while more. The caretaker has already prepared breakfast, and I've placed it in the warmer.
Mavis narrowed her eyes and glared at Nina. Her well-manicured hands rapped her desk. "What did you see?" Mavis's tone was unlike her usual coldness. It was stern and close to savage, which made Nina shudder uncontrollably. She tried to maintain her composure and tried her best to speak calmly. "I didn't see anything, Ms. Laviere. Right, I'm here to ask you about my transfer. I'd like to remain in A City and not transfer to Snowdon District because my father has ill health, and it'll be easier for me to take care of him if I remain here. Can you reconsider your decision?" Mavis leaned back on her chair elegantly, rested her chin on her hand, and chuckled coldly. "The company has arranged the transfer, and it's not good if you want to change it. Also, Ms. Langdon, if every employee starts giving excuses like you, would the company prosper? It's natural that every employee wants to stay in the big city. Who would be the ones to explore the company's frontiers then? I respect my e
Seeing Leia's tear-stained face as she sobbed broken-heartedly in Queenie's arms, Bianca could only find it very funny. She glanced at the blood-speckled bandages on Leia's wrist and rolled her eyes. She did not expect that Leia would hurt herself to get out of the drug rehab center. She remembered that Leia was afraid of pain. Leia would not even dare to get an injection, but she somehow found the courage to cut herself. Bianca had underestimated her. Bianca composed herself and wiped her eyes with her shirt sleeve. She pretended to be sad as she sat down in front of Leia and Queenie. "Mom, is Leia okay? I heard that she tried to slit her wrist. How could she be so silly?" She asked softly. Leia's body trembled when she heard Bianca's voice. Fires of resentment burned in her eyes. It took her a long time to control her emotions. She lifted her head and looked at Bianca pitifully. "Elder Sister…" Queenie noticed that Bianca was in the ward. She let go of Leia, looked at h