"Really?" Jennifer's eyes lit up. "You promise?"Maxwell nodded. "Yes, I promise. What do you have in mind? Don't hide it from me and tell me. I'll handle it.""I want her to leave and go abroad immediately. I don't want her in Haven City, and I don't ever want to see her again." Jennifer looped her arm around his and whined. "I don't want to share you with anyone. If she's not in the country, I can lie to myself and pretend nothing happened."Maxwell was never one for threats. In the past, even if Jennifer yelled at him, he might not have agreed to her requests. But now, with the way Jennifer was holding him and staring up at him adoringly, who was he to refuse?"Alright," Maxwell hummed before gently pressing her onto the sofa.Although Jennifer had decided to do anything to achieve her goal, she still harbored resentment toward Maxwell. So, her body subconsciously resisted.To avoid letting Maxwell notice, she stiffened and gently pushed him away. "Martha is still here.""She
Back then, Rachel was still Maxwell's lover, so Michael could only endure the humiliation. But now, he didn't need to tolerate her anymore.Michael huffed. "I consulted your doctor earlier. Your condition is stable now, and you can be discharged at any time. Are you planning to leave tomorrow or the day after? I'll book the flight.""I'm not leaving!" Rachel was stubborn and demanded, "Where's Maxwell? I want to see him!"Michael scoffed. "Mr. Lance is busy with his wife. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."Rachel yelled angrily, "I understand now! You and Jennifer are in cahoots! You're all in this together!""Ms. Walker, if Mr. Lance sees you behaving like this, I'm afraid he will like you even less." Michael reminded her.Rachel angrily threw a cup at him and shouted, "Get out! Scram!"And so, Michael left Rachel's ward.He headed straight to the president's office once he got back to the company. He rushed in with a dejected look.Maxwell glanced at him. "You're g
"You!" Rachel growled. "So, you're doing this on purpose! You just want to chase me away from Maxwell!"Jennifer gave her a cold look. "That's because you hurt my family. I could have let you go and allowed you to be with Maxwell. But you insisted on stepping all over me. So now none of us will have it easy. Even if you give birth to the child, they're still a bastard! I won't let you become Maxwell's wife, understand?"Rachel snorted angrily., "You're despicable! Jennifer, you don't love Maxwell at all. You're just using him to get revenge on me, aren't you?""And what if I was?" Jennifer smiled. "I learned that from you."With that, Jennifer turned and left under Rachel's furious gaze.Rachel wished she could tear Jennifer apart.Why? Jennifer didn't love Maxwell and just wanted to use him. Yet Maxwell still cherished her while she ended up in this sorry predicament despite giving up on everything else.The more Rachel thought about it, the more unhappy she felt. She wouldn't
Jennifer's eyes darkened, and she nodded, agreeing.Quincy fumed. "Damn it! So, how are things going between you and Mr. Lance? I saw you getting out of his car this morning.""It was just for show! I've long... stopped loving him." Jennifer said coldly, pushing her feelings to the back of her mind.Quincy was confused. "What do you mean it's just for show?""Since Rachel is so arrogant, I'll extinguish her flame," Jennifer declared. "I won't let her have the thing she wants most. Or I can't let this slide. My father's beating would have been for nothing."Realization dawned on Quincy. "But you'll be hurting yourself too."One poured out her feelings while the other listened. Neither noticed Rachel spying on them with a dark look.She smirked triumphantly, having recorded most of their conversation with her phone, then stopped....In the evening, Maxwell went to the hospital.Rachel wasn't surprised. She knew he would come. It was simply because Michael didn't manage to send
"Alright, that's enough." Maxwell coldly interrupted her. "I've already bought you a house abroad, and there will be maids taking care of you."Rachel chuckled self-deprecatingly. "They're not there to take care of me but to monitor me. You're afraid that I'll come back and ruin your relationship, right?"Maxwell didn't deny it. "Don't come back unless something important comes up."Rachel didn't expect Maxwell to be so ruthless, not even allowing her to set foot in this country again. Jennifer must be forcing him to do this!Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed. "Maxwell, you'll soon realize you've fallen in love with the wrong person. Jennifer doesn't love you at all. She's just using you to destroy our relationship! She used you!"Maxwell frowned. "Do you even know what you're saying, Rachel? You're probably tired. Get some rest. This version of you isn't nice.""Then shall I show you Jennifer's lies today?" She said sadly. "I went to find her today, wanting to apologize to
Maxwell didn't say a word and stood in front of the bathtub, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Then, it was his belt. Jennifer smelled a hint of alcohol off him. No wonder he was acting weird. But there wasn't even a towel beside her, and she couldn't cover herself."Maxwell, you're drunk." Jennifer hid in the corner of the bathtub and said nervously, "I'm begging you, please leave."Jennifer even closed her eyes, not daring to look at the seductive scene. She suddenly felt water splashing around in the bathtub. Maxwell had already stepped into the bathtub. Although the bathtub was spacious enough for a few people, it felt cramped with Maxwell's addition. His tall and sturdy body was like a huge curtain looming over her."Wait! Maxwell, you can't..." Jennifer was flustered. How could they do it in the bathtub? But Maxwell didn't hesitate and restrained her hands, roughly capturing her lips with a sense of urgency.His voice was dark and devilish, "Why not? Aren't you my wife? D
Maxwell smirked and mumbled seductively, "Do I need to hold myself back with the woman I love?" Jennifer dared not confront him and stuttered, "But it makes me uncomfortable.""Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Maxwell gave her a look. "You weren't uncomfortable when you were screaming my name last night."Jennifer stared at him in shock. He had never spoken such lewd words before. The more he said, the more ashamed she felt.Maxwell started kissing her again, his hands wandering under her clothes. "Stop, don't do this," Jennifer pleaded. "I'm still sore from last night."But Maxwell latched onto her neck. "This is the only way we can get a child right?" Jennifer paled at this. Was this man insane? He already had a bastard child, yet he still wanted to have one with her.Seeing her nervousness, Maxwell gave her a weird smile. "What's wrong? You don't want one? We've been married for so long. Have you never thought about having a child for me?"Jennifer was at a loss for w
The more Jennifer thought about it, the more she felt like she was digging her own grave. Why did she promise to return to Maxwell and become trapped?…Outside the hospital, Jennifer heard an enthusiastic voice. "Jennifer, what a coincidence, you just arrived too." Khloe was hurrying along, looking at her watch. "Five more minutes, and we'll be late."Jennifer greeted her, "Hello, Ms. Carter."As they entered the lift, Khloe asked, "I saw you alone at the entrance. What happened? Didn't your brother drop you off?"Jennifer knew Khloe's feelings for Maxwell. Since the last time Maxwell came to see her, Khloe's attitude toward her had improved, always mentioning Maxwell and asking about him.Jennifer would usually refrain from sharing information about Maxwell with anyone. But the memories of Maxwell bullying her while having Rachel at the side enraged Jennifer. Since she had to share Maxwell with another woman, she might as well make Maxwell out to be a slut!So, she smiled an
After visiting Harry, Simon left the prison with a heavy heart.He drove along a mountain road, letting the cool air blow against his face. He smoked a few cigarettes to clear his mind before finally heading home.It was late when he got back. Laura was in the kitchen trying to make something to eat. Simon sighed and walked over. "Go rest. I'll handle this."He took the ladle from her and began cooking.Laura didn't leave. Instead, she stood to the side, lost in thought. When had Simon started becoming this gentle? He used to be so distant and untouchable.She had been with him for five years, yet she had never known he could cook.Deep down, Laura wished he stayed the same cold and unreachable figure. At least then, she could keep her feelings in check.Simon asked, "Why aren't you resting?""I… I've been lying down all day. I just wanted to stand for a bit." She came up with an excuse. After a brief pause, she hesitantly asked, "Did you smoke?"Simon only then noticed the
Harry finally realized Simon had orchestrated everything. He had believed the Jensens were the mastermind behind this.Suddenly, thoughts of his daughter flooded his mind. He tried to stand up and confront Simon, but the handcuffs and shackles restrained him, forcing him to remain seated.Harry glared at Simon. "What have you done to my daughter? Tell me! What exactly have you done to her?"Simon smirked. "Nothing much. I simply taught her how to serve me, please me, and keep me happy."Harry's heart dropped. The thought of his daughter, whom he had lovingly raised and cherished, reduced to Simon's plaything after his imprisonment, tore his heart to pieces.It was a fate worse than death. "You! What happened to your father back then was my fault! I take full responsibility!" Harry's voice trembled, "But Laura is innocent. I beg you, let her go. Don't hurt her! You can kill me if you want. I'm begging you. Please, let Laura go!" Simon gazed at the desperate man before him. Ye
It was as if Simon blamed Laura for always asking stubborn questions.Their relationship was far from normal. He didn't understand why she insisted on getting to the bottom of everything.Laura's heart dropped. She returned to the bedroom, feeling utterly lost. Her heart ached. Simon was the most ruthless, selfish, and self-serving man she had ever met.Everything she had endured last night seemed insignificant to him. What mattered to him was that his mother hadn't caused her death, sparing him from any trouble.Around noon, Simon entered the bedroom.Laura was sitting on the rocking chair by the window, staring outside. The once-proud Laura now carried a sense of melancholy.Simon's heart tightened seeing her pale face. Unfortunately, apologizing wasn't his strong suit. He was too prideful for that.Still, he walked over to her and stroked her hair. "Don't take what I said to my mother earlier to heart. It wasn't aimed at you. Laura, you've been with me for five years. I thoug
Simon's words comforted Laura.After finishing the soup, she burrowed back under the covers. She peeked out to gaze at Simon, who was working on the couch. She could never get enough of him no matter how long she looked.Even though she knew she was being pathetic, she couldn't help herself. She was charmed by Simon. Every move he made exuded the poise and charisma of a mature man. Especially when he was focused on his work, it always stirred a sense of admiration in her.Eventually, drowsiness took over, and she drifted off to sleep again. She wasn't sure how long she slept. But later, she groggily heard Simon's voice as he spoke on the phone.Simon was on the balcony, talking to Fiona. Fiona feigned innocence. "How would I know she was on the balcony? I just noticed it was about to rain and wanted to close the balcony door for you."Simon's tone sharpened. "Mom, there's no point in making these excuses. We're mother and son. I can see right through you. If you pull another st
Laura understood Simon was technically still single since he wasn't married yet. She could still deceive herself and live in denial. But he would become someone else's husband once he married. Would she want to be his mistress?If it came to that, even she would despise herself.Simon hummed. "You can decide for yourself when that time comes. You can leave if you don't want to stay with me. But my promise will be void. You'd better believe me when I say, only I can save your father."Looking at Simon's emotionless face, Laura suddenly realized how cruel and cold-hearted he truly was. The feelings she thought they shared, the love and devotion she had poured her heart and youth into, were but a transaction in his eyes.Laura nodded. "Then let's set a deadline. I'll give you one year. If, after one year, my father's case remains unchanged, then we'll… cut ties."Simon replied calmly, "Fine, as you wish. Now get some rest."Only then did Laura close her eyes and stop resisting his t
Simon didn't give Laura any chance to react. He took a sip and then lowered his head before capturing her lips.Laura's eyes widened as Simon forced her to swallow the soup. She pounded on his shoulders before Simon let her go.He demanded, "I'll have no choice but to feed you like this if you don't drink the soup and take your medicine."Laura glared at him, her face flushed with both anger and embarrassment. She grabbed the bowl and downed the soup in one go. Then, she took the cold medicine he handed her.Simon finally relaxed and tucked her in. "Sleep."But how could Laura possibly fall asleep? Especially when Simon lay down beside her, pulling her into his embrace. She gritted her teeth. "Can you not touch me? I'm begging you. Don't touch me!"Simon didn't respond. He held her tightly, his warmth radiating through the thin fabric of her pajamas.Later, he noticed Laura was trembling and thought she was cold.When he turned her to face him, he realized her eyes were red, an
A sharp pain pierced Simon's chest. In the next instant, he held Laura tightly, as though trying to shield her from the cold. But still, she trembled uncontrollably. Without hesitation, he rushed to fill the bathtub with warm water and slowly placed her into it.Simon stroked Laura's pale face, then gently instructed, "Stay in the bath for a while. I'll make you some peppermint tea. If you start running a fever later, we might need to go to the hospital."Having said that, he turned to leave the bathroom. But as soon as he closed the door, he heard her crying.Simon froze in his tracks, then turned and rushed back in. He quickly undressed and stepped into the tub before pulling her into his arms. "I'm sorry, Laurie. I'm so sorry I came home so late," he apologized in a hoarse voice. "I-I didn't know they would—""Go away! Don't touch me!"Laura shoved him away with all her strength. Her voice broke as she screamed, "While you were happily spending time with your family, I was
As soon as Simon finished speaking, he froze. He had repeated what Laura had told him that day, almost exactly.He was a lawyer. Yet, his response was far from professional. Laura's words and actions had crept into his thoughts without him even realizing it. The realization unsettled him, leaving him feeling irritated.Meanwhile, William avoided Simon's gaze, guilt written all over his face. "Why are you bringing this up again? I've already told you. Those people came from some poor countryside. They don't deserve one million dollars."Besides, who in the right mind would complain about having too much money? If I can settle this with 200 thousand dollars, why should I pay a million? Didn't you say you found evidence to clear Brooks Group of most of the responsibility?"Simon had indeed found such evidence. That crucial piece meant Nick's family couldn't demand much compensation. Yet, a tightness gripped his chest, as if something unseen was pressing down on him. For some reaso
Fiona fixed her gaze on Simon, then replied, "Tell me honestly. Do you really only see Laura as the daughter of our enemy? If so, why do you keep putting off your engagement to Hailey?"Is there something else on your mind? Let me warn you. If you've developed any sympathy for that bitch, I'll end my life right in front of you!"Simon's heart sank as he heard that. He could clearly see the unwavering determination in her eyes. He would never doubt Fiona's words. After all, it was Harry who had caused Anthony's death, and that had shattered her life completely.The humiliation and torment Fiona had once endured flooded Simon's mind. He clenched his fists, unwilling to dwell on it any longer.He knew that Fiona would never accept Laura. The incident was something Fiona could never get over. Suddenly, she became agitated and grabbed Simon's arm tightly. Her voice was desperate as she demanded, "Tell me now. Do you have feelings for that bitch? Answer me!""Mom, calm down. I promi