Lucy stopped in her tracks and looked at Matthew. “How do you know it’ll be fine?”Matthew shrugged. “I just know. That guy isn’t just an ordinary office worker.”“Not an ordinary office worker?”Lucy was even more worried now. According to what Matthew said, Hugh must not just be an ordinary person if he was keeping his identity hidden. Seeing as Lucy was getting even more worried, Matthew sighed. “Don’t worry, that guy has a legitimate background, and he’s clean. I don’t know why he’s hiding his real name, but from what I can see, his feelings for Chelsea are genuine. Everything should be fine.”Lucy finally calmed down after what he said. She rolled her eyes at him and said, “How could you start off with something like that? If I hadn’t heard your explanation, I would've thought that Chelsea was with some kind of human trafficker.”Hearing this, Matthew blinked innocently. “I don’t have a choice. This is his own private matter, so I can’t just expose him like that. I've told
Lucy replied without even looking at him, “I’m popping popcorn.”Matthew looked confused. “Popcorn? You can make popcorn in the microwave?”Lucy turned to look at him in shock. “Why can’t you make popcorn in the microwave?”The two of them stared at each other, puzzled by the differences in their understanding.When Matthew did not understand something, he would always try to figure it out. That was the principle he lived by. However, seeing as Lucy had no intention of answering his question, he simply waited with Lucy beside the microwave.If someone were to come in, they would be greeted by the couple waiting by the microwave like two obedient dogs. Three minutes went by quickly. Lucy took out the paper bag from the microwave, but it was a little hot, so she quickly put it down and pinched her earlobes.Matthew worriedly blew on her fingers after she took out the popcorn.“Wifey, if you want popcorn, just ask someone to make some for you. Why do you have to do it yourself? L
While Matthew and Lucy were happily watching the movie, the air was tense between Chelsea and Hugh in the coffee shop.Chelsea rolled her eyes at him. “Why did you come so early? Didn’t I tell you that I was shopping with Lucy?”Hugh said to her gently, “I was just worried about you two women getting home, so I wanted to give you a lift. I didn’t think that your best friend’s husband would come to pick her up too.”Chelsea knew that she was being unreasonable. Even if Hugh had not come to pick her up, she was probably about to go home too. She was just angry for some reason, so very angry!She remembered how he had called her all of a sudden earlier, discrediting her. Their quarrel escalated even further. Meanwhile, Hugh was at a loss. He could not figure out for the life of him what he had done to anger Chelsea. All he could do was try to calm her down.“Chelsea, please don’t be mad. How about I take you to Timberland Lake this Saturday? We can ride in hot air balloons and go on
Hugh had made his bed, so now he had to lie in it. It was his mistake in the first place. Whatever happened next, it was up to him to deal with the consequences and make things right.…Matthew and Lucy had just finished the movie, and they were lying on the couch contentedly.“We don’t usually watch movies at home, but I kind of like it.”Lucy stretched and went up to Matthew’s side smilingly. “Are you still angry?”Matthew glanced at her. He had already forgotten about it, but now that she mentioned it, he was still a little angry at her. Seeing as his wife was so sincere, however, he decided to let it slide.Matthew stood up and picked Lucy up. “When I say I’m not angry, I mean it. But if you don’t go to bed now, I’m afraid you won’t be able to get up tomorrow.”Lucy was startled by his words. She subconsciously put her arms around his neck and obediently leaned into his chest.“Alright, I’ll go to bed now. Weren’t you the one who wanted to watch a movie?”Matthew was speec
Early the next morning, Lucy climbed out of bed. She yawned lazily and said, “I slept so well after having a good time yesterday!”Lucy rubbed her eyes and touched the person sleeping next to her, but she realized that no one else was under the blanket. Lucy turned her head in surprise and saw that Matthew was still sleeping next to her. However, the blanket on him was not the one she was using.Lucy was a little confused. Why did Matthew get another blanket? That looked like the blanket from the guest room.Lucy had the habit of fidgeting when she was thinking. She liked keeping her hands busy to keep herself focused.This time was no exception, but she failed to notice that the thing beneath her fingertips was not cotton or the bedding. Instead, it was a warm and smooth surface.Not long after, Lucy’s fingers were grabbed by a pair of big hands. “What are you doing so early in the morning?”A charismatic voice rang in Lucy’s ears, and she blushed. “N-Nothing…”Only then did sh
"Alright, Mr. Leon. Is there anything else I can do for you?”Matthew was getting a headache, so he massaged his temples and said, “You don’t need to pick her up from the airport, but take some people with you to delay her arrival. The longer, the better. If you complete your job well, I’ll increase your salary.”The assistant paused for a moment. It seemed like Matthew and his mother were not on good terms.“Yes, sir. I’ll try my best to stall Madam Leon.”If not for their fractured relationship, he would not be having this opportunity to get a raise. All he had to do was stall Madam Leon. How hard could it be?Consider it done!‘Salary raise, here I come!’ the assistant cheered in his heart.Matthew responded calmly. He had just recruited a new office assistant a couple of years ago, and Matthew was very pleased with him. He was very hard-working, unlike his personal assistant, who was clumsy and stupid. How on earth did the HR department hire an assistant like him?After g
Matthew was taken aback by Lucy’s clinginess today, so he could not help but worry. “What’s wrong, Lulu? Are you not feeling well?”Thinking about Lucy’s health condition, Matthew became even more worried. Lucy was not usually this clingy, so there must be something bothering her. He stubbornly thought so.Baffled, Lucy looked at him and said, “I’m totally fine. I can eat, drink, jump, and run. "But how can you go to work in your current state? Are you trying to kill yourself? You look like a panda with those eye bags. I don’t want to hear about my husband’s sudden death in the office on the news the next day.”Matthew fell silent. He took out a small mirror from his pocket and looked at his reflection. He was almost having an existential crisis. Were his dark circles so bad that they made Lucy this worried?Meanwhile, Lucy gaped at him, wondering why her husband was carrying a small mirror in his pocket. The mirror even looked kind of feminine.Was this proof that Matthew had a
Lucy grabbed Matthew’s sleeve, sensing that something was very, very wrong!Why did Matthew have to go to work today when he could just rest at home? Although he ran a large company, he had many employees at his disposal, so he could just allocate the work to them. They could take their time finishing it. There was no need for him to be in such a rush, unless…Lucy squinted. “Are you seeing someone else?”Matthew almost lost his balance. He looked at her in disbelief. “Lulu, what do you have in that head of yours? You’re always coming up with such wild guesses every day, and none of them are right. You sure have one hell of an imagination.”Lucy looked at him with a poker face. “I don't want to make such guesses either. But you're acting so suspiciously. I have to know why you must go to work today.”Matthew’s eyes twitched. He looked as if he was about to collapse. “My mother is on her way here. I need to get there as soon as possible because my assistant won't be able to stop
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