If Jennifer wasn't Zion's daughter, then whose child was she? Where on earth had she come from? A wave of despair and confusion washed over her. Jennifer held Agnes' hand, pleading, "Please, tell me what's going on. It has been so many years, but why has no one ever told me this? Just tell me, please!"Unfortunately, Agnes harbored no affection for her and shoved her aside. Her eyes were icy as she enunciated each word deliberately, "I told you, I won't say a word."That's enough. You should leave. Don't ever step into the Yale residence again! You're not welcome here!"As soon as she finished speaking, Jocelyn immediately ordered the bodyguards, "What are you standing around for? Throw her out! Don't ever let her in again."…Meanwhile, Maxwell had been waiting at the hospital entrance for Jennifer for quite some time. He tried calling her numerous times, but no one answered.With each passing moment, Maxwell grew increasingly anxious. He got out of the car and rushed to Jen
Why had Zion treated Jennifer so well for over 20 years? He treated her better than Bridget. Countless questions and doubts twisted in her mind like threads in a tangled web, pushing her to the edge of despair.After a long while, the bedroom door was gently pushed open. Maxwell then walked in slowly. He gazed at Jennifer sitting motionlessly on the bed and felt a sharp pang shoot through his heart. After that, he approached her before pulling her into his embrace.Jennifer nestled quietly in his arms, eagerly absorbing his warmth. Maxwell looked down at the woman in his embrace with concern, softly asking, "Can you tell me what happened today?"Your colleague mentioned you left early this morning. Where did you go?"Jennifer felt like she had found a haven she could rely on. She decided not to keep anything from him and tearfully replied, "I'm not my parents' biological daughter. I'm not part of the Yales."Maxwell was momentarily stunned, unable to grasp it immediately. He a
Even though the thorn in Jennifer's heart had taken root, she forced herself to ignore this matter. She mustered a weak smile and said, "Maxwell, it's good to have you here.""Really?" Maxwell kissed her forehead and gently uttered, "I'm sorry I forgot about your father's memorial today. We'll visit his grave tomorrow. As for the wedding, let's wait until you feel better, okay?"Jennifer's eyes filled with gratitude as she gazed at him. After all, he had always put her needs first.Maxwell saw the tears glistening in her eyes and smiled affectionately. "You silly girl. Don't overthink things by yourself. Just let me know if anything's wrong, and we'll handle it together.""I'm sorry. We were supposed to get our marriage certificate today, but I stood you up again," Jennifer apologized.Maxwell wrapped his arms around her, his tone somewhat suggestive as he replied, "You're right here with me. Do you think I'm worried you'll run away?"And just like that, with his reassurance, Jen
Consumed by fury, Agnes roared, "T-This can't be true! You're as wicked as Jennifer! One day, you'll face your retribution!"Maxwell's expression turned icy as he listened to her bitter curses. "Tear up those photos all you like. I've got hundreds, even thousands more. "If you want to protect the Yales' reputation and prevent everyone from seeing your granddaughter and daughter-in-law's humiliation, you'd better leave Jennifer alone. Otherwise, you'll regret it."Having said his piece, he strode away.Before long, Agnes' frantic shouting came from the house behind Maxwell. "Jocelyn! Bridget! Come out! What is this all about?"Maxwell's lips curled into a frosty smile. Since Agnes wanted to make life hard for Jennifer, he could easily make sure they suffered just as much.Meanwhile, Agnes' yelling in the living room caught Jocelyn's and Bridget's attention. They hurried downstairs, putting on a show of filial piety. "Grandma, what's wrong?" Bridget asked, "Are you thinking abou
"It's already past 10:00 pm. You should get some rest." Maxwell gently reminded Jennifer, "Pregnant women shouldn't stay up late, and I don't want to see you exhaust yourself."Only then did Jennifer realize how late it was. She rubbed her tired eyes, smiled at him, and said, "I'd like to study just a bit more. The exam is this weekend, and I've lost so much time with everything that's happened. I'm worried I won't pass.""If you fail, so be it," Maxwell replied, pinching her nose playfully. "Are you afraid that I won't be able to support you?"Jennifer pouted. "But I don't want to be a housewife whose life only revolves around my husband and kids. I have my dreams too.""I was just teasing you." Maxwell chuckled. "Of course, I know you have your dreams. I won't stop you from pursuing your career. I just don't want you to overwork yourself, especially now during your pregnancy. You need to rest well."Jennifer clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture and uttered softly,
Therefore, Maxwell immediately called Michael and instructed the latter to escort Rachel home.…When Michael arrived at Max Bar, Rachel was drinking. Her vision blurred, but the moment she saw him, she sobered up instantly.As Michael reached out to support her, Rachel shoved him away. "Why is it you? Get lost! Ask Maxwell to come and get me," she snarled.Michael had been fed up with her antics for a long time. If Rachel did not create drama every other day, he would not have to drag himself out of his warm bed late at night and brave the cold just to pick her up.So, he sneered, "Ms. Walker, I suggest you stop this nonsense. Mr. Lance won't meet you. To tell you the truth, he's about to get back together with his wife. Do you get it? They're getting remarried.""What?" Rachel was stunned. She staggered to her feet, grabbed Michael by the collar, and demanded through gritted teeth, "When? When are they remarrying?"Michael scoffed before answering, "It all depends on Mrs. La
After a long day of taking exams, Jennifer finally finished her last paper. She got back into the car, sank into the seat, and let out a long sigh of relief.Maxwell embraced her gently and asked, "You must be exhausted. What would you like for dinner tonight?""Aren't you going to ask how I did on the exams?" Jennifer countered with a grin.Maxwell playfully tapped on her nose, his tone brimming with tenderness as he replied, "My wife is a top student. I'm sure you'd handle the exams perfectly, so there's no need to ask."His words elicited a chuckle from Jennifer. "You're right. The exam went well. Most of the questions were things I'd already gone over."Maxwell's eyes sparkled with excitement as he held her hand. "Well, in that case, we can get our marriage certificate tomorrow, right, Mrs. Lance?"Jennifer's heart fluttered with excitement and joy, and she nodded vigorously while wrapping her arms around Maxwell's neck. It was clear that she was more eager than he was. "
With that, Maxwell and Jennifer headed to the City Hall after finishing their breakfast.Although Maxwell had arranged for a high-ranking official to greet them the day before and they could arrive at any time, Jennifer preferred not to cut the line. So, they showed up at the city hall at opening time, making them the first in line. Maxwell held Jennifer's hand, and they exchanged a smile. However, Michael came rushing in the second they stepped into the marriage license office. He was panting as he stood before Maxwell and called out, "Mr. Lance."Michael looked flustered while shooting a wary glance at Jennifer. He clearly did not know how to broach the subject. Sensing that something was wrong, Maxwell told Jennifer, "Wait here. I'll be back shortly."Jennifer assumed there was a company emergency. Hence, she nodded obediently. "Go ahead and take care of it."And so, Maxwell followed Michael to a quieter spot. The former was visibly displeased as he demanded, "What's wrong