Maxwell's unapologetic gaze swept over Jennifer before he lowered his head to flirt with Bridget. "After everything we've done last night, you must be hungry, right? Let's go. You should taste Martha's cooking. From now on, just tell her whatever you feel like eating, and she'll prepare them for you."Bridget lifted her head and gazed at Maxwell with admiration. "Thank you, Mr. Lance. You're truly kind to me," she expressed her gratitude."Is that all?" Maxwell chuckled softly, adding, "I'll pamper you properly tonight."Every word of their unpleasant conversation reached Jennifer's ears. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh. Yet, she could not feel the pain because her heart was already aching.Jennifer didn't even want to have breakfast. Hence, she dressed and got ready to leave.When she entered the living room, she could hear Bridget's giggles and coquettish voice coming from the kitchen.Jennifer acted like she was deaf and did not
Martha countered disdainfully, "Mr. Lance brought you home because he's intrigued by you for now. Mrs. Lance's room is not somewhere you can just enter.""Well, I want to!" Bridget narrowed her eyes and added with contempt, "I can see that you're Jennifer's lapdog. If you don't hand over the key today, I'll tell Mr. Lance and have you fired!"Martha did not bother to hide her displeasure as she snapped, "Do whatever you like!"Infuriated, Bridget stormed back to the bedroom she and Maxwell shared the night before.This room was second only to the master bedroom.But why had Jennifer slept in the master bedroom while Maxwell stayed here? Shouldn't the head of the household have occupied the best room? Bridget seethed with anger. Upon seeing the sheets on the floor, she kicked them aside in frustration. In fact, she was aware that Maxwell had brought her home to spite Jennifer. But so what?Bridget vowed silently that one day, she would sleep in Maxwell's bed instead of on the
"It's me." Maxwell's deep voice came through.Jennifer immediately finished the instant pasta and threw it into the trash can. Then, she calmly opened the door and asked, "Is there anything you need?"The second Maxwell entered the room, he caught a whiff of the lingering scent of instant pasta.Initially, he was worried that she might develop an upset stomach from going an entire day without eating. But now, Maxwell realized that Jennifer was not one to let herself suffer. He mercilessly exposed her facade, saying, "What's the matter? Is Martha's cooking so terrible that you would rather have instant pasta alone?"Jennifer felt awkward and her cheeks flushed red. "I saw someone sitting at the dining table and lost my appetite. So, I figure it's better to eat my pasta in peace," she retorted stubbornly. "Do you mean me or your sister?" Maxwell sneered, sizing Jennifer up. "People weren't lying when they said women can be as cruel as they come. You can't even tolerate your
After saying good night to Martha, Jennifer sat on the bed, hugging her knees. Slowly, a sense of peace washed over her.She calmly thought about it and concluded that this was for the best. Maxwell seemed to detest her more with each passing day. It was only a matter of time before he could not take it anymore and would ask for a divorce. As long as they were divorced, Rachel would spare Zion. With that in mind, Jennifer felt that everything she was enduring now would be worth it. Right then, Bridget's voice rang out from upstairs. "Hey! Mr. Lance, you're naughty!""Be gentle, Mr. Lance!"Her shrieks were loud. It was as if she wanted to wake everyone in the villa up.A sharp pang shot through Jennifer's heart. She immediately pressed her hands over her ears to drown out the noise. She repeatedly told herself that it would not matter who Maxwell ended up with once she divorced him. Jennifer had to get used to such a life. Maxwell was not hers anymore.…Meanwhile,
When Bridget appeared in the cardiac surgery department, Jennifer looked at her in surprise. "What are you doing here?" the latter inquired."I brought you breakfast." Bridget smirked and continued, "My dear sister, I'm sure it's uncomfortable living in the storage room, right? The feeling of hunger is unpleasant too, isn't it?"Jennifer was not one to display any signs of weakness before her. She cast an arrogant glance at Bridget before saying, "If you're here to show off, you can leave now. You can boast once you've taken the position of Mrs. Lance."Her response elicited a chuckle from Bridget."I no longer want to be Mrs. Lance. After all, I'm not as proud as you. All I want is to stay by Maxwell's side. That way, I can live comfortably for the rest of my life."Jennifer replied, "Congratulations then. I hope Maxwell lives up to your expectations and becomes a financial supporter you can take advantage of."Having said her piece, Jennifer turned to leave. There were stil
"Are you telling me she's not?" Khloe looked at Bridget in a daze. The former's curiosity intensified at that moment. Realization dawned upon Bridget and a cunning plan formed in her mind. The corners of her lips curled into a smirk as she replied, "Of course she's not! My sister is great at everything. Unfortunately, she likes to lie and does it all the time! I'm afraid she has deceived you, doctor.""W-What?" Khloe pressed on, "I don't understand. What did your sister lie to me about?""To be honest, she's not Mr. Lance's cousin. She's his kept woman! But how could she publicly admit such things?" Bridget replied.Khloe stared at her in shock. She could not believe what she had just heard. "A-Are you telling the truth? She and Mr. Lance… They're involved like that?"Bridget flashed a knowing smile at Khloe, who panicked. But more than that, she felt a surge of resentment. Khloe had always suspected something was off about Jennifer. However, since the latter was Maxwell's
Jennifer was taken aback. She had only stepped out for ten minutes, and Khloe had already reported her.Left with no choice, she set her phone down and headed to the Academic Affairs Office. There, the teacher gave Jennifer a harsh scolding. They even warned her that any further slip-ups would mean being sent back to her school.Jennifer understood what being sent back to school during her internship meant. It signified that she wouldn't be able to complete her internship, which also meant she couldn't graduate, let alone sit for grad school entrance exams. Jennifer, feeling disheartened, returned to her department. Khloe was sitting in a chair with her arms crossed. She appeared ready to interrogate Jennifer."So, you've finally decided to return, huh? I had to escalate matters to the Academic Affairs Office because, as your attending physician, I could no longer keep you in line."Jennifer looked at her in confusion. Hadn't Khloe treated her fairly well in the past? She h
Since Maxwell did not reprimand Bridget, it only emboldened her to comment further.At that sight, Martha could not help but feel sorry for Jennifer. Martha had not expected Maxwell's affection to come and go so swiftly. It seemed like he had already cast Jennifer aside and was flirting with a new woman.On the other hand, Jennifer resumed her tasks after ending the call with Martha. Even the doctor on the night shift could not bear it any longer and grumbled, "There's so much to do! How could Khloe let an intern like you do all this? "She sure knows how to make her life easier by developing a way to supervise from afar. This way, she can also ensure nothing goes wrong. It's just unfortunate for you. It's already past 10:00 pm, and you still have to work overtime."Jennifer said gratefully to the doctor, "It's okay, doctor. As long as I can learn a thing or two, it's fine.""What can you learn from her? She'll only ask you to do mundane tasks that don't require any technical
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