Finally, it was time for the award presentation. Maxwell remained calm and composed. He was dressed in a neat and expensive black suit. His tall figure stood before Jennifer, and he handed the honor certificate to her personally."Jennifer Yale, you shouldn't care about how others view you. Do what you believe is right." He met her gaze as he said thisJennifer's heart swelled with happiness. Was he acknowledging her innocence? She knew how much she valued Maxwell's acknowledgment more than anyone else's.When she took the certificate, Maxwell's fingertips unintentionally touched hers. Jennifer felt a surge of electricity spreading from her fingertips throughout her body. But Maxwell had already withdrawn his hand and stood beside her for a photo.It was only then that Jennifer realized, apart from their marriage portrait, that this was the first photo she had taken with Maxwell in the two years they had been together. They didn't have wedding photos, nor did they have selfies or
Jennifer was taken aback. Was Maxwell doing this for her?The counselor pulled her. "Come on, Jennifer. You have to join the principal for lunch today and thank Mr. Lance. After all, he's probably donating to commemorate your bravery this time."Jennifer was thus forced to join the others for lunch.At the table, Jennifer was the only student there, sitting in the farthest corner.Maxwell sat at the center. The executives were still praising and toasting to him.Jennifer looked at herself, then at him, suddenly realizing how different they were.Maxwell was always shining so brightly, while she...She absentmindedly picked at the food in front of her, listening to the usually stern leaders fawning over Maxwell, feeling disdainful yet helpless.Just then, the principal piped up. "Ms. Yale, Mr. Lance has cleared his schedule to present you the award. You should at least toast to him to show your gratitude."The director of academic affairs began pouring a glass of white wine for
Maxwell's lips curled as he downed the wine. He smiled. "You're remarkable, Ms. Yale. Not only are you skilled in medicine, but you're also good at drinking. Would you like to have a few more drinks?"Everyone present could tell Maxwell was showing interest in Jennifer and urged Jennifer to have a few more drinks with Maxwell.Jennifer's ears buzzed with the cheers around her. No one cared about her well-being. They only cared about achievements and the school's interests.A wave of desolation washed over her. She knew that Maxwell wanted to make things difficult for her.But in front of the school's executives, Jennifer had no means to defend herself and could only be strung along by Maxwell.Jennifer decided to throw caution to the wind and poured herself another glass, downing it fast and fiercely.Maxwell realized something was amiss. Jennifer couldn't hold her liquor. She was clearly drinking to spite him. Unfortunately, he couldn't show his concern since there was a crowd w
Michael wished he were deaf, fearing he might lose his job tomorrow. This was the first time he had ever seen someone speaking to Maxwell like that! Jennifer always seemed gentle and weak. But she didn't hold back when she cursed at Maxwell!Maxwell quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Do you have a death wish, Jennifer?"Jennifer forcefully pulled his hand away and yelled, "Have you ever treated Rachel like this? You're just a slave to Rachel! How dare you push me around?"A slave? Did Jennifer just call him a slave? Maxwell's expression turned ugly."Stop the car!" Maxwell suddenly shouted, and Michael immediately slammed on the brakes.Jennifer was ruthlessly pushed out of the car and left on the road. She felt like she was dreaming and was laughing her heart out by the roadside.Michael observed Jennifer through the rearview mirror and cautiously reminded, "Sir, it's not safe to leave Mrs. Lance here. Besides, she's still drunk."Maxwell gave him a cold glance and s
Jennifer recalled the way Maxwell humiliated her during the banquet and gritted her teeth. "I don't deserve his grace."Martha didn't know what had happened exactly, so she kindly said, "Mrs. Lance, men prefer submissive women. I'm sure Mr. Lance will like you more if you would soften up."Jennifer smiled bitterly. "Mrs. Zayne, you've been with us for the past two years. I'm sure you're aware of how submissive and pathetic I am around him.""Well..." Martha sighed. "I know how hard things were for you. But Mr. Lance didn't notice it back then. But it seems things have been different recently. If you soften your stance at the right time, I'm sure things will get better."Jennifer shook her head helplessly. "It won't work. There's a huge wall between him and me. You wouldn't understand."Of course, Rachel was the "wall" Jennifer was referring to. She was the one Maxwell wanted to marry.Martha knew she was just a maid and shouldn't butt into their affair too much. So, she sighed an
Maxwell froze. He would be lying if he said he didn't regret it. He knew he had wronged Jennifer and caused her several grievances. But he still didn't know who Jennifer was having an affair with.Maxwell released Jennifer and flashed her a bitter smile. "With how well you're hiding him, it seems you really love that man. I still haven't found any clues even now.""Believe what you want." Jennifer didn't want to recall that terrible night. She choked back her tears. "No matter who that man is, it's none of your business. What you care about is your dignity and image."Maxwell suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pressed her onto the bed. His stern face twisted cruelly. "Remember this. You'd better hide him well, and don't let me catch him. Otherwise, I will make him regret touching my woman!"Jennifer forced herself to calm down and retorted, "Rachel is your woman!"The next second, Maxwell captured her lips, forcefully swallowing her words.Jennifer punched him fiercely, but her s
But Maxwell stubbornly didn't want to tell Jennifer that he and Rachel only had done it that one time! After all, Jennifer was openly cheating. She even bought contraceptives to cover up her crime! Since she had cheated first, who was she to demand an explanation from him?Maxwell's expression turned dark. "Stay away from Jordan in the future. You know I can't tolerate him. I don't want to hurt you, so don't force me."Jennifer was scared of the dark look Maxwell was sending her. She wanted to tell him that maybe Jordan wasn't as bad as he thought and that Maxwell should give Jordan a chance. Maybe the two brothers could even reconcile. But Jennifer didn't dare say anything under Maxwell's murderous gaze.Jennifer got out of bed, ready to return to Lance Manor. Maxwell's mood was unpredictable. He would occasionally take advantage of her, and she didn't dare to be alone with him."Where are you going?" Maxwell grabbed her and asked in a deep voice.Jennifer gathered her courag
Jennifer stared at Maxwell silently. She used to think he was a cold and unpredictable man. But why now did she feel this man was childish and petty and quick to anger?She slowly lay down beside him and said softly, "Thank you, Maxwell. Although your methods are a bit extreme, I know you did it for me."At least he still regarded her as his wife.There was no response. Jennifer thought Maxwell had fallen asleep and didn't hear her.When she turned her back to prepare to sleep, an arm snaked around her waist and hugged her tightly.Jennifer was extremely nervous, and her whole body stiffened. She could even hear the sound of her heartbeat.She awkwardly moved her body, but the man tightened his grip. "Stop moving, or I won't be responsible for what happens next."Sure enough, Jennifer immediately quieted down....Meanwhile, Jordan returned home drunk in the middle and woke up Robert who had just fallen asleep."What's going on?" Robert looked at him displeased. "You came hom