Lucy's heart felt warm. Although Matthew usually spoke in a stern tone and had difficulty expressing what he felt, his words were filled with warmth.When Lucy heard him say this, she knew that she could not win against him, so she could only agree to let him carry her upstairs."Matt, I haven't washed up yet. Let me get up and wash up first." Just as Lucy was about to break free from his embrace, Matthew stopped her."No, look at how pale your face is. I'm worried about you. What if you fall? Look at how thin you've become in the past two days. I'll go down and make you some chicken noodle soup. "It's still early anyway. Rest for a while. I'll wake you up later to have the chicken noodle soup. After that, you can recover your strength and then sleep." After Matthew finished speaking, he covered Lucy with the blanket and turned to leave. He went out to prepare the ingredients.Seeing him like this, Lucy did not stop him. She covered herself with the blanket and lay on the bed t
At this moment, Matthew heard him and flipped the camera. He asked, "How do I make the chicken noodle soup? I've already prepared these ingredients. You only need to tell me the steps. There's no need to say anything else. You can hang up after you're done."Hudson was confused by Matthew's cold tone. However, he still slowly instructed, "Put some oil into the pan and stir-fry the ingredients. Then, put the chicken stock in…"As Matthew followed Hudson's instructions step by step, time passed quickly."How long will this take?" Matthew asked him."You have to take a look at it for yourself. It depends on how thick you want the soup to be."If you want to eat chicken too, you have to cook it for 45 minutes to an hour."If you just want the soup and not the meat, you can simmer it for an hour to two hours. Simmer it slowly," Hudson said these words to him carefully.In fact, he did not know how to cook in the past. It was all taught to him by his family. Later on, he slowly got us
At this moment, Matthew happened to be walking toward the kitchen. When he heard what Hudson said, a look of disdain appeared on his face as he walked to Hudson's side."Alright, stop being so narcissistic. Hurry up and take a look. I don't really understand what to do. It's my first time making this kind of thing, and I don't know if it suits Lulu's appetite. As for you, you can only have a little later," Matthew said from behind him.Hudson was shocked by Matthew's sudden voice. He immediately turned around and said, "You didn't make a sound at all before appearing! Are you trying to scare me to death?"Matthew rolled his eyes at him and then walked out of the kitchen.Seeing that the food was almost done, Hudson wanted to walk around Matthew's house to see if there was anything good for him to bring back.He walked to the wine cabinet and was pleasantly surprised to see a particular bottle of wine."Hey, Matthew, this wine is not bad. Do you want to open it and drink it later?
After taking a bite, Matthew revealed an appreciative expression. He was very satisfied with the chicken noodle soup this time."You've done a good job, but I don't know if Lucy will like it. If she doesn't, you can make another serving." Matthew went upstairs after he finished speaking and was about to wake Lucy up.Hudson was left behind, and he was mumbling to himself, "What do you mean Lucy might not like my cooking? The two of them are inhumane."…On the other hand, Lucy was sleeping soundly under the blanket. She did not hear the sounds outside at all.Matthew looked at the sleeping Lucy. Although he could not bear to disturb her, he could only wake her up and have her eat the food. It was not good for her to go hungry at night.Matthew walked to the bed and gently shook Lucy, wanting her to wake up."Lucy, wake up and eat something." He saw that she was still deep asleep and could only whisper in her ear.Lucy was woken up by the noise. She opened her eyes in a daze and
When Hudson saw that Matthew was ignoring him, he sat at the dining table without saying a word and waited for Lucy to sit down before starting the delicious meal on the table."Hudson, thank you for helping Matthew make the chicken noodle soup today. I've really troubled you. It's already so late, yet we still asked you to come over," Lucy said to Hudson from the stairs.Hudson was about to speak when he was interrupted by Matthew."We don't have to thank him? Initially, I only gave him a video call. Who knew that I couldn't stop him from coming over? He's clearly freeloading." When Matthew said this, he looked at Hudson with disdain."Hey, hey, hey, do you have any humanity? I made chicken noodle soup for the two of you. Shouldn't I have a taste?" Hudson held the cutlery in one hand and lifted the lid of the pot."Wow, it's so fragrant. Lucy, come down and try it. My cooking is not bad. It's even more authentic than the ones you can find outside," Hudson praised his cooking as h
"Is it really that good?" Hudson did not believe that a bottle of red wine could be that good. Although he had never tasted this bottle of red wine, how good could it be? Matthew rolled his eyes and sat in his seat. He continued, "Once you try it, you'll know if it's good or not. If it doesn't suit your taste, I'll give you this bottle."After Matthew finished speaking, he picked up his cutlery and continued to eat the food while occasionally glancing at Lucy.Hudson picked up the bottle of wine and poured it into the glass. He savored it carefully."Wow, Matthew, your precious wine is indeed precious. It's indeed different from the wine that ordinary people like us drink." Hudson sounded like he was pretending to be pitiful when he said this, but it was indeed his own thoughts."Alright, hurry up and finish eating. After you're done, go back to your own house. Don't be an eyesore here. Do you understand?" Matthew said emotionlessly. Before the meal even ended, he had already sta
"Then I'll go up first. If you need help, look for me." After Lucy finished speaking, she held onto the railing and walked upstairs. She closed the bedroom door and went to rest. Her current energy level was indeed insufficient for her to continue moving about.After Lucy had left, Matthew and Hudson cleaned up the place."Why don't you wash the dishes? After all, I'm a guest," Hudson said as he rubbed his nose.At this moment, he immediately received a fierce look from Matthew."Since you've already had your meal, hurry up and clean up. Don't make me scold you. That won't be good for either of us." Matthew had originally planned to wash the dishes. However, when Hudson said that, he suddenly did not feel like washing the dishes. Perhaps it was his rebellious streak kicking in. Hudson looked at him, feeling speechless. He knew that he could not win against Matthew, so he could only give up and walk to the kitchen."I didn't expect to meet such a host. Not only does the guest h
"Don't you have anyone you like?" Matthew thought that Hudson was very talented. He did not believe that there were no men or women around him. That was unrealistic."I had a woman I liked very much. She liked me in the past, but I didn't know how to cherish her. I only regretted it after she left, and she already has a boyfriend now."I've also thought it through. If I really can't get her, then I'll just give her my blessings. Anyway, it's quite good to be alone as well." When Hudson said these words, he felt as if his heart was being cut bit by bit. Matthew did not expect that Hudson, who usually looked so calm, would face such a bumpy journey in his love life. This was something he did not expect."Why don't you try again? Maybe the opportunity will come?" Matthew looked at him with pity.Hudson laughed bitterly. Then, he said, "I've already looked for her countless times. The last time I was drunk, I met her on the street outside."She told me that she already has a boyfrie
As Gabriella examined the luxurious clothes, bags, shoes, and pants, she could not help but feel that Lucy was completely unappreciative of such treasures. She failed to utilize them to enhance her appearance! They spent quite a while going through the various garments and accessories, yet there were still items they had not finished checking out.Lucy gave an awkward smile, acknowledging her own laziness. After a long search, Gabriella finally found a piece that caught her eye. As she checked the tag, she was surprised to find that the dress was designed by a renowned French designer. It featured a V-neck, with simple yet elegant sleeves that revealed a hint of Lucy's arms, while the skirt was a refined and tailored fit.Gabriella held up the dress against Lucy, murmuring to herself, “Hmm, this one’s nice! You should try it on!” Even though she spoke to Lucy in a tone reminiscent of an older sister, she still maintained her authority as a mother-in-law. It made her words both
Since the previous incident, Lucy had become increasingly attentive to her children. She watched over them at nearly every moment. She feared that Charlotte might seize any chance to harm the children, so she remained vigilant and meticulous, avoiding any lapses. In her eyes, Matthew Leon and the children represented her entire world, and she could not afford even the slightest mishap.One day, Gabriella Sharpe visited their home. She arrived as lively as ever, wearing impeccably applied makeup that included an expensive shade of lipstick. Her appearance radiated the elegance of a woman of high social standing, making her stand out among the people on the street.Lucy welcomed Gabriella warmly, treating her with utmost respect. It created an atmosphere of family harmony. Gabriella settled into a chair, savoring the fruit that Lucy offered her. She held Johnny closely, reluctant to part with him. She showered him with compliments and laughter."Mom, you seem to be in a great mood l
Matthew noticed Lucy’s absent-mindedness and asked gently, "Lulu, what’s on your mind?"“Oh, nothing… I just think what happened to Charlotte is so sudden,” Lucy replied.“Don’t worry about it. It has nothing to do with us. She was always trying to harm you. Her fate is something she brought upon herself.” Matthew patted her head comfortingly.However, Lucy found it suspicious. Although the news reported Charlotte’s assassination and that the monastery had burned down to ashes, it did not mention her body. That kind of crucial detail would not have been overlooked by the media.Matthew had also considered this possibility, but he had kept it to himself to avoid alarming Lucy. Charlotte had been sent to the monastery because of him and Lucy, and she had to harbor a deep hatred for them. If she managed to orchestrate her own escape, what if she was now seeking help from Spades to target Lucy? That would be dangerous.“Lulu, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you or the ch
With nothing left to hold onto, Charlotte walked down the empty streets, her heart heavy with despair. She wore a black veil that covered her completely, revealing only her eyes. She even had on dark sunglasses. She dared not walk in the open or be seen, nor did she dare expose Juliana’s crimes to the world.She used to be a princess. Everything she had done, every privilege and indulgence, was backed by Arthur and Juliana’s love and permission. Now that her supporters had betrayed her, what right did she have to be reckless or demand anything? Surviving itself was a luxury. How could she even think of acting willfully?As she wandered in anguish, Charlotte found herself by the river. She remembered coming here with Arthur and Juliana when she was a child, laughing and walking along the bank. Now, each memory felt painfully ironic, and every kiss from Juliana seemed sickening. How could her world be so false? How could even the people she trusted most turn against her?Charlotte cou
Charlotte continued to hide within the castle, unwilling to leave and equally unwilling to let anyone know she was alive—unless they promised never to send her back to the monastery. However, she doubted that would happen, so she kept to the shadows. After all, the castle had plenty of food. It was far better than anything at the monastery.One night, Charlotte quietly slipped into Arthur and Juliana's bedroom. To her surprise, Arthur was not there, and only Juliana was present. 'Dad must be too upset to sleep,' Charlotte thought. She knew him well—whenever he was troubled, he would retreat to the study rather than go to bed.As she watched her beloved mother, a tiny bit of her resolve wavered. Juliana looked utterly exhausted, as if she had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. Charlotte had a sudden urge to go in and comfort her, but she knew that was impossible. Charlotte realized that seeing someone through a wall of separation was the most painful thing of all.Just as
The next morning, news of the assassination attempt on Charlotte was sensationalized across all media outlets. The internet was flooded with headlines about her close brush with death, sparking worldwide shock. No one could believe that Charlotte, notorious for her arrogance and harsh treatment of offenders, could have been targeted like this. Many who resented her strict, often cruel ways were both thrilled and stunned by the news. The royal family immediately tightened security at the monastery, dispatching a large police force to investigate what had happened. The monastery became a focal point of public intrigue.“What? That's impossible! How could there be no trace?” Juliana exclaimed in disbelief. Standing before her was the chief forensic investigator.“Yes, Your Majesty, there's no sign of Princess Charlotte’s remains,” the investigator confirmed firmly.“Fine, I understand. Leave me, and keep me informed if anything changes,” Juliana replied, pressing her fingers to her
As the footsteps came closer, Charlotte held her breath, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared—it was clear they were targeting her. She watched as the figure approached the bed, moving so quietly it was as if they made no sound at all. What could they possibly be planning? Surely, the headmistress would not go this far?The figure drew closer to the bed, bundled up the pillows and blankets, and then doused something over them. Charlotte could smell it—it was gasoline! Was the headmistress planning to kill her to silence her? She froze, unable to move. The shadow struck a match and dropped it onto the bed. In an instant, flames surged up from the blankets.In the fire’s glow, Charlotte could make out that it was not the headmistress but a man. After setting the fire, he quickly slipped away without making a single sound. Charlotte crept out while stifling a cough, afraid he might hear and return. The flames grew quickly, engulfing the bed and spreading t
Over the past year or so, Charlotte had gradually come to understand that the world was not just about picturesque landscapes and lavish feasts. In the shadows, beyond her sight, lay a world full of schemes and deception. Despite her ongoing attempts to plot against Lucy Quinn, she had not noticed this aspect at all until she arrived at the monastery. Here, she realized how dark human nature could truly be.The women at the monastery constantly criticized and belittled her, while the headmistress was corrupt, using her position for personal vendettas. She was also driven by greed for wealth and status. All Charlotte wanted was to escape this dreadful place and return to her castle. She wanted to go back to her plush, comfortable bed. There, she led a life surrounded by maids tending to her every need.Thinking of this, she remembered Lucy and envisioned her seated in her rightful place, basking in the affection of Arthur and Juliana. She could see Lucy's haughty expression starin
In a moment of heat, Charlotte blurted everything out. Joan was dumbfounded! Was this really Charlotte? She usually did not talk this much, did she? It was not just Joan who was shocked; the headmistress across from Charlotte was equally taken aback. Charlotte was usually so obedient. How had her tongue turned so venomous today? The headmistress was left speechless as every word Charlotte said was so reasonable that no one could argue against it, and it even warranted some compliments! Although Charlotte was confronting the headmistress, each of her statements felt like a plea for justice.Charlotte was not done yet and continued, “Since you know I’m a princess, you should give me some consideration. Yet, in reality, I’m the one giving you all the consideration. Is that reasonable?” Charlotte’s arguments were layered and logical, her thoughts clear. It left the headmistress in a muddle while Joan looked on with envy! The headmistress glanced at Charlotte, feeling quite displease