At the mention of Rachel, Jennifer's expression hardened. After all, her brother had been involved with a woman like that, and they even had a child together. No matter how she thought about it, the whole situation made her uneasy.Still, the thought of Jasper softened her face with concern. "By the way, are you really not going to take responsibility for your son? He has a congenital heart condition and needs ongoing treatment. If you leave him to fend for himself, he could be in real danger."A shadow of something unspoken flickered across Hugo's face before his expression hardened into a grim resolve."A child raised by a woman like her? Who knows what he'll turn into? He could end up just as cruel as she was. Why would I invite that kind of trouble into my life? Bringing him in would only make things worse," he said firmly.Jennifer sighed and replied softly, "But Jasper's nothing like Rachel. He's a sweet boy, who's kind and innocent. You should at least go see him. He's your
Hugo wasn't accustomed to being teased like this, especially not by his subordinates. He kicked Shaun and snapped, "Get lost! I'm not gentle at all!"However, as soon as he arrived at Nimbus Lounge, one of his underlings rushed over. "Boss, someone took Samson! We suspect it was Maxwell's men!""What?" Hugo's anger flared instantly. "Is he out of his mind? I've let things slide with him, and now he has the nerve to kidnap my people?"…Meanwhile, at the hospital, Jennifer stepped into Maxwell's ward and was taken aback by the scene before her. A young man lay on the floor, rolling in pain. Moreover, he was bound and gagged.Maxwell's expression was dark and tense as he sat on the edge of the bed. "I'll ask you one last time. Where has Hugo taken Jennifer?" he demanded through clenched teeth.Jennifer had been missing for three days, and his worry had turned into desperation. While she had managed to call him earlier, he hadn't heard from her since."Stop!" Jennifer yelled.Maxw
Initially, Maxwell felt guilty for misunderstanding Hugo. But after hearing him yell at Jennifer just moments earlier, he couldn't shake the impression that Hugo was nothing short of a barbarian.It was clear that Jennifer hadn't been the one to bring Samson Holt in, so why did Hugo have to direct his anger at her?Jennifer knew Hugo's temper all too well and just wanted to defuse the situation. She turned to Maxwell, saying, "You need to send him back to Nimbus Lounge right away. I'll explain everything later. I promise, my brother isn't a bad person, and he hasn't hurt me."Maxwell hesitated for a moment, but he didn't want to make things harder for her. He shot Michael a glance, signaling him to take Samson back to Nimbus Lounge.Only then did Jennifer heave a sigh of relief. She glared at Maxwell and warned, "From now on, you're not allowed to go against my brother."Maxwell stared at her in surprise. He hadn't expected Jennifer—who just days ago had refused to even acknowledg
Maxwell was overwhelmed with joy upon hearing that. The implication in Jennifer's words was unmistakable. She had truly forgiven him.He held her hand, his voice trembling with emotion as he enunciated each word deliberately. "Jennifer, I promise I won't let you down again."Jennifer couldn't help but smile. "I hope you mean it. If you let me or the kids down again, I'll take them somewhere you'll never be able to find us. Go ahead, give it a try!""I won't! From now on, I'll trust you unconditionally. I'll never be a jerk again," Maxwell vowed.He berated himself, desperate to soothe her anger. He wanted Jennifer to let go of the past rather than keep it bottled up inside.Jennifer felt a pang of sympathy for him. She remembered just how far Rachel's malice had surpassed their comprehension. It wasn't just Maxwell who had fallen into her traps; she had been caught in them more than once, too."Alright, stop blaming yourself," she said, leaning into his embrace and exhaling softl
"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