Zachary and Lorraine exchanged a look. They heard Robert had drawn up a will. With the limited time left, they needed to pressure Robert to amend the will, ensuring either Jordan or Zachary would take the position of Lance Group's president.The butler emerged. "Mr. Lance Senior wishes to see you, Mr. and Mrs. Lance."Zachary pulled Lorraine along, afraid that Robert might conspire with Maxwell. But the butler stopped them firmly. "Mr. Lance Senior specifically instructed to see only Mr. Maxwell and Ms. Jennifer. No one else is allowed in."Zachary stepped aside in frustration while Lorraine stomped her feet in anger, wishing Robert would hurry up and die.Maxwell and Jennifer entered the room to find Robert connected to an oxygen tank, his face pale and weary."You're here!" Robert smiled kindly. "Have a seat."Tears instantly welled up in Jennifer's eyes. She ran to his bedside and sobbed. "How are you feeling, Grandpa? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It's because of my family th
Maxwell nodded. "Okay, I'll stay here for the next few days too."Jennifer hesitated and asked worriedly, "Is it okay for you not to go to the company? Didn't you say the company's shareholders are dissatisfied with you? Won't it upset them further if you don't go to work?"Maxwell explained gently, "You don't understand how the company works. Let them be. It's nothing to worry about."His confidence and composure eased Jennifer. Maxwell reassured her, "Just stay with Grandpa and don't overthink things for the next few days, okay?"Jennifer nodded. "Okay."That night, they slept in the room in Robert's ward. The bed was small, but it allowed them to cuddle together.Jennifer gazed at Maxwell quietly, her eyes filled with reliance and admiration. Maxwell was always a shoulder she could rely on, her protector, appearing at her most desperate and needy moments. She always doubted his feelings for her. But his every action made her believe in him more firmly and gave her peace of min
However, Robert was weak and deeply asleep.Maxwell stood by the bedside, quietly keeping watch over Robert. Memories flooded his mind—they were scenes of Robert caring for him and teaching him how to conduct himself from a young age. The more he recalled, the more his heart ached.Jennifer slowly approached him and held his hand. "I will always be here with you, remembering Grandpa's words. Just like how you protected me, I will also protect you."Maxwell's eyes watered. Jennifer's considerate nature sometimes made his heart ache. He hated himself for not giving her a happy marriage, for letting her endure so much pain and regret at such a young age.Maxwell suddenly remembered something. "You stay here and watch over Grandpa. I need to step out for a bit."Jennifer assumed he was going to handle some company matters. "Okay, you go ahead. I'll be here."During this time of need, she was determined to be his strongest support, doing her best to help alleviate his stress.However
Jennifer gave him a puzzled look. "Aren't I already by your side now?""You know that's not what I mean." Maxwell stared at her, not wanting to miss a single expression. "I mean forever, always by my side."Jennifer's heart skipped a beat. The question came out of nowhere. That word "forever" was a big promise. However, thinking of how Maxwell had stood against everyone for her and her family, going as far as to give up his position at Lance Group, Jennifer felt she had an obligation to protect him, as she had promised Robert.After a long silence, Jennifer nodded. "I will. I will always be by your side as long as you need me."Joy flickered in Maxwell's gaze. He took out the gift box and got on one knee before opening the box."Jennifer, although Grandpa is still asleep, I believe he can hear us. If you're willing, marry me again. This time, I'll give you a proper marriage proposal complete with a ring and a wedding." Maxwell gazed at her. "Maybe this proposal is a bit rushed,
"Madam, it seems Mr. Lance won't be coming home tonight. Perhaps you should rest first?" Martha Zayne kindly spoke upon noticing the still-lit bedroom. A hint of disappointment crossed Jennifer Yale's eyes. Just then, the sound of an engine revving came from the yard. She didn't care to put on her slippers as she rushed to the window to peer outside.Sure enough, it was Maxwell Lance's silver Bentley pulling into the garage.Jennifer took a deep breath, glancing down at her sensual lingerie while her heart pounded like a drum. Despite being married for two years, Maxwell had always slept in the guest room, and he never touched her.She knew their marriage was arranged by Maxwell's grandfather, Robert Lance, and it was not his choice. However, two years had passed. They couldn't possibly continue on like this.Did Maxwell not like her because she was merely an undergraduate with no experience in relationships? Was it because he found her too passive?With these thoughts, Jennifer
Maxwell had completely lost his rationality at this point.Whether it was the food or the drinks at the party earlier, something had gone wrong. Now, driven by desire, he found it difficult to control himself.As he touched the woman on the bed, her soft skin and fragrance aroused him considerably. The innocence in her responses and her helpless sobbing nearly drove him mad!An hour later, the man was finally satisfied and fell asleep. Jennifer felt as though her entire body had been crushed, the pain penetrating deep into her bones.Enduring the soreness in her limbs, she hurriedly got dressed and fled from the pitch-black room. In her haste, she collided with a young woman as she entered the elevator."Sorry."Jennifer's face was deathly pale. She quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the close button.Rachel Walker immediately looked back after exiting the elevator, staring at Jennifer in disbelief before the doors closed.She recognized Jennifer as Maxwell's wife, t
Jennifer looked at him in a panic, choking out, "Hear me out. Yesterday I—""Enough," Maxwell cut her off, his gaze falling on the hickeys on her neckline. It was unmistakably the aftermath of a liaison.His tone remained calm and indifferent as he continued, "It's partly my fault for ignoring you these two years. I don't blame you for what you did. But, Jennifer, the Lance family can't accept a tainted woman as the lady of the house."Jennifer's mind went blank. All her explanations now seemed futile. Anyway, why would he listen to her when the truth was right before his eyes?Besides, even if she could prove that she had been framed by Bridget and Jocelyn, it was still a fact that she was tainted.Jennifer smiled bitterly. "So, are you asking for a divorce?"Maxwell nodded. "I hope you will make it clear to Grandpa that you're the one asking for a divorce. I can offer you a bit of dignity by keeping him in the dark about your infidelity."Jennifer felt her eyes sting with tear
Maxwell arrived home well past 11:00 pm. The villa was eerily quiet, with only a night light switched on in the living room. Jennifer sat on the couch, seemingly waiting for him.As Maxwell took off his coat and loosened his tie, he spoke impatiently, "Didn't we agree on the divorce? I won't shortchange you when it comes to assets. You can rest assured about that."He thought she wanted a larger share of the assets.Jennifer's voice was hoarse when she asked, "Maxwell, did you want a divorce because of that woman?"Maxwell's expression faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He didn't want to hide anything from her, nor did he care to."Yes. I owe it to her. That's something I must do," he admitted frankly.Jennifer chuckled bitterly. "I only discovered today how hypocritical you are. You played the victim, making me feel guilty and pushing me to get a divorce. I bet you were secretly pleased, weren't you? You finally caught me making a blunder, and you're now f