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
A trace of disappointment flashed in Jennifer's eyes as she watched the couples before her walking into the marriage license office. She sighed softly and said to Michael, "Mr. Smith, please take me home."Only then did Michael relax. Little did anyone know, he had been sweating profusely. He was afraid that he might not be able to keep Maxwell's secret and that it could lead to a major family argument.…Michael dropped Jennifer off at the doorstep of the Lance residence and left. Noticing her return, Martha immediately went to greet her.Jennifer paused briefly and asked, "Martha, I thought you had the day off. Why didn't you leave?""Both you and Mr. Lance have been so good to me. How could I take advantage of your kindness?" Martha answered with a smile.She added, "Besides, there's nothing going on back in my hometown, so I took the opportunity to tidy up the nursery and air it out."A faint smile played on Jennifer's lips as she nodded. "Thank you for your hard work."M
At last, Jennifer got out of bed, put on her coat, and prepared to go to Lance Group to find Maxwell. Even if they did not get their marriage certificate, she felt more at ease just being by his side and watching him work.Jennifer could not help but feel a hint of self-deprecation. She realized she had become increasingly reliant on Maxwell. She could not bear to be apart from him for even a minute.With that, she hailed a taxi and headed to Lance Group.…While the higher-ups and the secretaries in the president's office knew Jennifer well, the receptionists rarely had the chance to meet her.Thus, the receptionist politely asked, "Miss, may I ask who you are here to see?""I'm looking for Maxwell. I'm his wife," Jennifer confidently introduced herself.The receptionist immediately responded with enthusiasm, "Oh, you're Mrs. Lance! But Mr. Lance isn't in today. Let me take you to the lounge where you can wait for him.""He didn't come to the office? Not even this morning?"
The more Laura thought about it, the more she felt that Simon was just too good at putting on a facade. She wondered if his clients would still trust him if they knew what kind of person he really was.Laura warned him, "Don't come looking for me anymore. I've already taken your mother's money, and I need to keep my word. Last night, you were the one who insisted on sleeping with me. I had no choice. But from today on, let's not see each other again."Simon cocked a brow. "Do you really think we can cut things off that easily?"Laura retorted, "Why not? Are you planning to keep Hailey at home as your wife, while keeping me as your mistress? Aren't you afraid your messy relationship will be your downfall?"Simon laughed coldly. "Seems like five years with me still wasn't enough to tame you. No matter. Laura, we have plenty of time."With some pressing matters to attend to that morning, Simon didn't linger and left quickly.After he left, Laura let out a sigh of relief. Yet his las
Laura clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "Simon, do you have no shame?"But before she could react, he pinned her hands behind her and pressed his lips onto hers. She was about to resist when he whispered threateningly, "Laura, bite me again, and you'll see what happens."For some reason, even after they separated, she still feared him. Her fear of Simon felt innate as if it was etched into her bones. He murmured as he kissed her, "You might be able to tolerate the sounds, but I… can't."Over the years, when she and Simon got intimate, Laura was usually drawn into it. She didn't resist intimacy, but she did resist being humiliated by him. Now, with the sounds from next door adding fuel to the fire and Simon's teasing, Laura began to feel a spark too. After all, he knew all her sensitive spots and just a little coaxing from him was enough to turn her into a mess.It seemed he was punishing her for leaving without permission. That night, Simon was relentless, pushing her to the br
Laura was incredibly frustrated. She didn't want to draw a line with Simon during the day only to have him barging into her life again that same night. After thinking it over, she said, "You could take a detour. It's not like there's only one way to get to your house."Simon glanced at her. "A detour? Easy for you to say. Do you know how far that would be? How much of my time would it waste? Laura, none of this would've happened if I hadn't come here to return your necklace."Laura glared at him angrily. "People weren't wrong when they said lawyers are petty down to the bone! You're so insufferable!""And yet you endured it for five years." Simon glanced at her. "What's wrong? Can't handle just one night?"Laura took a deep breath to resist the urge to punch him.Meanwhile, Simon acted as if he were at home. He grabbed a hair dryer from the bathroom and started drying his hair. Laura huffed angrily and decided to ignore him. She turned her focus back to the news and pretended he w
Simon went into the bathroom to shower. Suddenly, Laura remembered something and called out, "By the way, I don't have a new towel. I'll go downstairs and buy one for you."His answer came through the door. "I'll just use yours."Laura was surprised. Wasn't he a neat freak? Could it be that he had been faking it all along?She walked to the living room, muttering to herself, "What a weirdo!"Before long, Simon's assistant, Alex, arrived. "Ms. Scott, here are Mr. Moore's clothes. I brought two new sets for him."Alex was one of the few who knew about the relationship between Laura and Simon. Nevertheless, Laura still felt incredibly awkward. After all, only a handful of people knew the nature of their relationship. This made her feel as though she were being exposed in front of anyone familiar with them.Laura awkwardly took the clothes and thanked Alex, who gave her a knowing smile, probably assuming she and Simon were playing some kind of role-playing game that had brought them
A trace of anger flickered across Laura's face. "Simon, don't make it sound so awful! Do you think everyone is as shameless as you? Mr. Fowler isn't that kind of person!"Simon's eyes narrowed angrily as he scanned their surroundings. "So, you're living here after you left me? You would rather lower yourself to this level?"Laura replied coldly, "I don't see anything wrong with it. I'm supporting myself through my own hard work. Even if things are tight right now, they'll get better. Mr. Moore, if you came here today just to mock me, well, you've succeeded. This is the best I can afford at the moment. Are you satisfied now?"Simon frowned, then took out the necklace she had left at his place from his pocket. "I didn't come to mock you. I came to return this. You said it's a keepsake from your mother."Laura felt a pang in her heart. She hadn't expected him to remember. Her anger from moments ago was instantly subdued. She took the necklace and murmured, "Thank you."Just then, a w
Laura didn't want to talk about Simon. She sometimes wondered if his so-called expertise was just an image crafted by his law firm's PR team.Five years had passed, and not only had he failed to help Harry, but he had also caused both her and her father a great deal of suffering. Laura's heart tightened at the mere memory of that man.Lionel brought her back. "Ms. Scott?"She snapped out of it and quickly replied, "I'm not sure what happened. Maybe he isn't as good as you."Lionel sensed she was hiding something. He smiled. "Mr. Moore's rates are much higher than mine. No wonder you seem financially stretched. Didn't you spend quite a bit with him?"Laura forced herself to nod, though she thought bitterly to herself that while she hadn't spent much money, five years of her youth had been wasted.When they reached the city, Lionel suggested, "Let's grab dinner. It's just about dinnertime.""Oh, no need. I'll just cook for myself when I get home." Laura hesitated but ultimately de
Because Laura had worn the necklace for so long, the clasp often loosened. It must have fallen off at Simon's earlier.Laura felt sad, and her first reaction was to retrieve it. However, she had worked hard to cut ties with Simon. Was she really about to walk back into the lion's den?As she showered, Laura muttered to herself, "Anyway, it was that woman who cheated first, who abandoned my dad and me. Why should I keep anything she gave me?"Her mother had never visited after all these years. If the necklace was lost, so be it. It was important to her yet meant nothing to her mother. Laura smiled sadly.After her shower, she began cooking some noodles, adding an egg and two slices of ham. It was nutritious and affordable.She hadn't eaten lunch, as she had been rushing to meet a deadline, so this meal was satisfying. Just then, her phone rang. It was Lionel.Laura quickly picked up, hoping there was some development with her father's case. "Hello, Mr. Fowler, is there news from t
Laura couldn't believe that Simon was still so self-righteous. She wasn't one to cry easily, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling. "Yes, I was wrong! I was blind to be with a man who had a fiancée and became his mistress! Simon, you're a bastard. Why didn't you tell me you already had a fiancée? Why did you have to let your mother be the one to tell me?"Simon stared at her sharply. "Are you jealous? Laura, who do you think you are? Know your place. I told you long ago, only I decide when this ends between us. Unless I've had enough, don't ever think about leaving me!"With that, he grabbed her hair and slammed his lips against her.Laura couldn't bear being entangled with a man who had a fiancée any longer. She summoned her courage and bit down hard on his lip.Simon grunted in pain but didn't let her go. The taste of blood mixed between them, and it only seemed to excite him more.But as the salty taste of her tears seeped into the kiss, something seemed to extinguish th
Half an hour later, Laura finally emerged from the law firm. Simon stepped out of his car with a dark look and blocked her path.Laura jumped and angrily asked, "Were you following me?"Simon glanced at his car. "Get in. We'll talk inside.""Mr. Moore, we're done. How many times do I need to say it?" Laura felt wronged and sad at the memories of the humiliation she got from his mother and his fiancee, Hailey. Her eyes watered as she choked out, "If you keep harassing me, I'll have to tell your mother about it. That'll show her who's the real clingy one !"Simon smirked. "Do you think I'd be afraid? Laura, do you think getting a new lawyer will save your father? You're too naive! You probably have no idea how Lionel actually won that last case, do you?""What do you mean?" Laura asked anxiously. "Explain yourself!"Did he mean Lionel wasn't actually a competent lawyer but had used some underhanded means to win his case? Was there even a point in hiring someone like him for her father?B