Rachel froze at Maxwell's words. She asked in disbelief, "What do you mean… We won't meet again? Our child is about to be born. As their father, don't you want to witness their birth and be there as they grow up?"But Maxwell's next words crushed her completely. "Jennifer is also pregnant. The child she is carrying is the only Lance family heir my grandfather recognized and accepted."Rachel couldn't believe her ears. "What… What did you just say?"How could this be possible? They had already divorced. How could Jennifer be pregnant?Rachel trembled. "You two are divorced. You can't possibly know who she interacts with during her working hours. How can you be sure that this child is yours? She didn't conceive during the time you were married, so how could she be pregnant now that you're divorced?""Rachel!" Maxwell sternly reprimanded her. "Watch your words. I will not allow you to slander her. I know Jennifer well enough to be certain that the child is mine."Rachel felt her wor
Even after crying her eyes out, Rachel still couldn't change Maxwell's mind. She never thought Maxwell had planned her future for her. Yet he was also not part of it. He had removed himself completely from her life, not wanting to have anything to do with her."I'm leaving. Take care." With that, Maxwell left Rachel's home.Rachel immediately tried to chase after him, but her condition made it difficult, and she couldn't catch up. In her desperation, she shouted toward the closed elevator door, "Maxwell, come back!"Unfortunately, her only response was the deafening silence. Rachel trembled with anger, gritting her teeth as she muttered, "Jennifer, you bitch! You always want what I want! You want to take everything from me! I will never let you off!"…Maxwell returned to the quiet villa.Martha heard the noise and greeted him. "Mr. Lance, have you had dinner? Shall I make you supper?""I'm not hungry." Maxwell glanced upstairs. "How was her appetite tonight?"Martha sighed and
Jennifer trembled in Maxwell's embrace and choked out, "My baby has a home now. I was so scared, thinking my baby would be without a father. I was prepared to be a single mom."Maxwell felt both heartache and anger. He cupped her face, making her look into his eyes, and said seriously, "You should have told me about this when you found out, instead of keeping it all to yourself. You'll only hurt yourself that way, understand?"Jennifer complained sadly, "You didn't believe me at first. You thought I reported to Grandpa and hurt Rachel's baby. What if I had told you back then and you didn't accept my child?"Regret and guilt washed over Maxwell. He held Jennifer close and gently patted her back. "Alright, it's all my fault. Let's not bring up the past, okay? From now on, Rachel will be out of the picture. Our lives will only consist of us and our baby."Jennifer smiled as she realized her love for him hadn't faded at all. Previously, due to Rachel, she had never dared to take this s
The household staff asked in confusion, "Why would you think Mr. Zion's death is related to Ms. Jennifer? After all, he treated her so well while he was alive. She had no reason to harm him, right?"Agnes sneered, "I have no evidence, but I firmly believe that illegitimate child caused Zion's death! Even if that has nothing to do with her, what about Bridget and Jocelyn? "Bridget may be a bit headstrong, but she's still the biological child of our family. She's far more honorable than Jennifer, that troublemaker. "Yet, in the end, Jennifer managed to manipulate Zion and got Bridget kicked out!"At that point, Agnes wept uncontrollably. "I'm truly unfortunate! At my age, I've lost my son, and my granddaughter is missing. If only Bridget were here, it would at least bring me some comfort."Right then, a household staff's ecstatic voice echoed from downstairs."Ms. Bridget? Mrs. Yale? You're back!"Soon after, Bridget's voice rang out. "Where's my grandmother? And my dad?"Agnes
"My dear Bridget, you're still the most thoughtful one," said Agnes.She was now filled with joy. Although her son had passed away, her granddaughter had returned. It somehow felt like a blessing in disguise. That night, the Yale residence shone brightly. Agnes held onto Jocelyn and Bridget, inquiring about how they had been faring all this time. She felt sorry for their struggles but also resented Jennifer for tearing the Yale family apart.…Meanwhile, Jennifer was sleeping soundly in Maxwell's arms. In her dreams, she saw her parents and Robert once more, telling them she was now happy.She could finally provide a home for her baby and no longer needed to suppress her feelings. At last, she could be with the person she loved, forever.…The next day, Jennifer went to work at the hospital as usual. However, Nathan was nowhere to be seen in the department. Rumor had it he had taken a few days off.Jennifer thought it might be because of the altercation with Maxwell the day
Nathan cast a disappointed glance at her before walking away. Jennifer could not help but feel deeply unsettled, a feeling she could not shake. She knew that Nathan might have a point. But Maxwell had also sacrificed a lot of her, hadn't he? If he could give up so much, why couldn't she do the same for their family?With that thought in mind, Jennifer felt a weight lift from her shoulders.…That evening, Maxwell arrived on time to pick Jennifer up. With the constraints that once held them back now lifted, she no longer resisted him picking her up at her workplace.Seeing that Jennifer seemed somewhat unhappy, Maxwell asked with concern, "Did Nathan give you a hard time today?"Jennifer was afraid of escalating the discord between Maxwell and Nathan. Hence, she shook her head and replied, "No, Dr. Lowe was in the operating room all day. I didn't see him."Maxwell reminded her, "Just let me know if he dares to cause you any trouble. Don't keep it to yourself, okay?""I know,
At that moment, Jennifer felt an overwhelming sense of contentment and bliss. Her husband was a man who exuded a commanding presence, yet he treated her with such tenderness.Jennifer gazed at Maxwell, her beautiful eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. "Maxwell, shall we get married tomorrow?" Her gaze was unwavering as she uttered each word, "I've thought it through. I love you, and I want to give our baby a home."I used to be so weak and hesitant. Thank you for easing all my doubts."In the next second, Maxwell gripped her chin and kissed her passionately. Jennifer was momentarily stunned. But in no time, she tiptoed to meet his lips. Not far away from them, a pair of resentful, sinister eyes watched the scene unfold. Rachel's hatred was so intense that it felt like daggers were about to shoot from her eyes.If looks could kill, Jennifer would have been dead countless times. Rachel clenched her fists so tightly that her sharp nails dug into her palms. From the moment
Jennifer cast a coy look at Maxwell and said, "Really? Well, Mr. Lance, could you drive me around for the rest of my life?"Maxwell gazed at his pure, alluring wife in his embrace. He could not help but lean down to kiss her. "You're the only person I'll drive around," he replied seductively.Jennifer finally caught onto his flirty tone. In an instant, her face turned as red as a tomato. Then, Maxwell let out a soft sigh as he uttered, "Jennifer, please give birth soon. It's been too long since we were intimate."Jennifer's heart skipped a beat, feeling shy. Yet, at the same time, a hint of guilt hit her.After all, at Maxwell's age and with his vitality, it must have been genuinely difficult for him to endure this long.Jennifer hesitated momentarily before awkwardly asking, "Is it hard for you to endure it?""What do you think?" Maxwell's deep gaze was filled with desire, his voice becoming hoarse too. "I have a beautiful woman by my side. Yet, I can't do anything but look
Thus, Laura and Simon finally reached an agreement, and she managed to fulfill her editor-in-chief's expectations.…The next day, Laura submitted her interview draft to the editor-in-chief, whose face lit up with delight. "Oh, Laurie, you're truly the star of our news department!" The editor-in-chief immediately instructed the team to publish the interview and clapped his hands. "This is great! The collapsed bridge caused many casualties, so the public is concerned about the individual responsible for the construction. It's all thanks to you that we got some insider information from Mr. Moore! Don't worry, I'll make sure to highlight your contributions to the higher-ups by the end of the month." Laura waved it off. "I don't care if you give me credit. But you did say before that the bonus would be doubled, right?"The chief nodded. "Not just double, I'll triple it this time!" When Laura left the chief's office, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing how thrilled
Laura blushed instantly. She quickly corrected herself. "I… I know you and I are worlds apart. I'd never dare to think of becoming your wife. Only Ms. Brooks is worthy of that. Me? Forget about it!"Simon frowned.Laura thought he was offended by the term and quickly smiled. "Mr. Moore, I promise to stay as far away as possible as long as you help me complete this interview. I won't ever interfere in your relationship with Ms. Brooks. I swear!" Simon didn't know Laura was throwing her self-respect out the window when she said this. But Laura masked her feelings too well. Simon couldn't see how difficult it was for her to utter those words. All he heard was her relentless attempt to push him away and sever ties with him completely. She still wouldn't ask him for anything even when she was at her lowest point. True. Laura had pinned all her hopes on Lionel. Why would she harbor any feelings for him? But the proud Simon refused to mention Lionel. He would never let her think
Simon knew Laura was a master of playing innocent. Maybe she was even secretly cursing him in her mind right now. Yet she stubbornly held the cherry near his mouth. She pouted. "My hand is getting sore, Mr. Moore." Simon finally let out an amused laugh. "Your hand is sore from just this? What else can I even count on you for?"Laura blushed as memories of their past flashed through her mind. She stood up abruptly, deciding not to keep trying to appease him. Just as she was about to turn away, Simon suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Laura's heart raced as she sat stiffly in his lap, not daring to push him away. Simon murmured, "Weren't you just trying to feed me fruit?"Laura's face flushed a deep red as she shakily held the cherry up to his lips. This time, Simon ate it but immediately frowned. "It's sour." Laura weakly responded, "I tried one earlier, and it was sweet." In the next moment, Simon cupped the back of her head, and the swee
Laura suddenly realized something. According to the housekeeper, Simon hadn't brought Hailey back here since Laura had left.How else could the housekeeper have mistaken someone else for his fiancée if Hailey had been here? For some reason, Laura beamed at the realization.After sending the housekeeper away, she headed to the kitchen to start cooking. In the past, Laura had never cooked a meal in her life since she was born with a silver spoon. But after being with Simon, he demanded she prepare his outfits and cook the dishes he liked. He even signed her up for a training course where she spent three months learning domestic skills. It was as if her entire existence revolved around him and she had to do everything to please him. Simon had turned a pampered young woman who never lifted a finger like her into someone who had to tread carefully every day, learning to read his moods. Laura couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness at this. ... An hour later, Simon re
Laura thought Simon would finally agree to see her if she went alone this time. However, she realized that his words from the night before were not mere talk upon arriving. Simon did not want to see her even if she came to him now. The receptionist apologized. "Ms. Scott, Mr. Moore has instructed us not to accept any appointments from you in the future. Please don't make things difficult for us. Perhaps it's best if you go back." Laura wished the ground would swallow her whole. To the receptionist, she probably appeared as nothing more than a shameless, clingy woman who refused to let go. Just then, her editor-in-chief sent her a message. "Laura, you have to succeed this time!" She sighed. She might lose her job if she failed this time. After all, an exclusive interview could draw in readers, and more readers meant more revenue. If she succeeded, the bonuses for the entire news department next month would multiply. But if she failed, everyone would blame her for the los
Laura could only offer an awkward smile. "I… I shouldn't use work hours for personal matters. I still have an article from yesterday to finish." She turned on her computer and acted as if she were fully engrossed in her work. Her colleagues whispered among themselves, wondering why someone who had snagged Simon, a lawyer earning tens of millions a year, would still care so much about a job paying only a few thousand a month. She was definitely just putting on a show!The editor-in-chief quickly pulled her aside. "You don't need to work on those basic articles anymore. Let Britney handle them from now on. Laura, let's be honest. How have I treated you? Wasn't I always on your side when Doreen bullied you?" Laura replied awkwardly, "Not… Not really?" The editor-in-chief cleared his throat to cover his embarrassment. "Well, at least you can admit I mentored you, right? Now that our news department is in a critical situation, don't you think it's time for you to step up?" L
Inside a silver Bentley, Laura was held tightly in Simon's arms, lost in a passionate kiss.Simon's kiss was domineering yet tinged with tenderness, greedily savoring the taste of alcohol on her lips.It took all of her strength to push him away.Laura stared timidly at Simon through glossy eyes. He felt so close yet seemed utterly out of reach."Simon, what did you mean by what you said at the table earlier?" Her voice trembled as she questioned him. Unbeknownst to Laura, the alcohol had painted her cheeks red. Despite her accusatory tone, she still exuded an irresistible charm.Simon's breathing quicken. He reached out, gently brushing his thumb over her reddened lips, and replied huskily, "What's wrong? Do you find being my woman humiliating?"Laura's heart tightened at his words, but she knew there could never be anything real between them. He had never respected her. Everything he did was nothing more than a passing whim."I... I need to go." Laura turned to open the car
Everyone finally realized why Laura could always ace an interview with Simon. As it turned out, Laura was Simon's woman!Everyone's gaze shifted to Doreen.Doreen paled and forced a smile. "Sorry, Mr. Moore. I… I didn't know Laura was with you."Simon didn't spare her a glance. Instead, he turned to the pale Finn. "What did you say earlier? You wanted to challenge her boyfriend to a drinking contest, right?""I…" Finn was sweating buckets. After all, Simon was the legal advisor their company had painstakingly secured. His father had practically begged Valor Law Firm to allow him to hire Simon for a steep price.Finn nearly forgot that their collaboration wasn't because Simon needed them. Their company had been entangled in lawsuits recently and was desperate for a good lawyer like Simon to resolve them.Finn picked up his glass and stammered, "Mr. Moore, I… I was wrong. Only you are worthy of a woman as outstanding as Ms. Scott!"That… didn't sound quite right either. Finn was
Laura's heart sank at Simon's indifferent expression. In moments like these, she knew she could only rely on herself. No one else could be counted on.Finally, Laura stopped holding back and gave Finn a small smile. "Apologies, Mr. Gasly, but you're not my type. Why don't you drink this one yourself? I've already had quite a bit, and I'm feeling a little dizzy."Finn felt humiliated, his face fell as he took Laura's response as an outright rejection. The alcohol he had made him grow bold and grabbed the back of her head, pressing the glass to her lips. "Ms. Scott, you'd better drink this. Otherwise, call your boyfriend here to drink with me. If he loses, you'll be my girlfriend. How's that?"The expressions around the table varied. Finn was clearly trying to provoke Laura, and no one wanted to get involved, especially with his connection to Simon. Some were genuinely worried for Laura, while others watched with amusement. Especially Doreen, who smirked and taunted, "Laura, what's wrong