All Chapters of Our Agreement: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

After spending a few hours visiting Tatius, who was in stable condition but still needed supervision from the heart specialist team at the hospital, he and Marie returned to their home. Marie felt exhausted after having a long and uncomfortable day fell fast asleep in her room as soon as they arrived at their home while he went straight back to his room to open his laptop screen after feeding Larch and making espresso coffee to help him stay awake. His eyes, wearing anti-radiation glasses, read the document Katherine had sent him carefully. This was what made him still keeping Alan as his team even though the man had a character that was easily provoked by his emotions. The man had a lot of social connection networks, making it easy for him to find whatever information he needed without having to grope in the dark. Because there were times, such information could not be found using Aura's ability as a hacker. Katherine had so many documents that need him to spent four hours reading t

  Currently, she was dealing with Cecilia's relentless nagging at an Italian restaurant where she spent her first dinner with Keith at the start of their marriage. Now, she was not in the same room as then, but another VIP room without a single window in the room filled with Edwardian-themed wallpaper because there was no other room left, which made her breathless, questioning his artistic taste. the restaurant owner, who was also her high school friend, who she once helped when her friend's family was in trouble. The reason behind Cecilia's anger was simple; because the woman knew of her visit to her grandfather's house yesterday afternoon. In fact, the original intention to invite the woman to spend their lunch here was original to give her cousin a chance to withdraw his ownership stake in his company before the company went bankrupt. How could she forget the fact that beh

If there was a stupid thing she had ever done in her life, she would say it was the stupidest thing she did yesterday to a man named Alan Chen. Hearing the reason the man had not contacted her since yesterday from Marie after she gave her WeChat contact to the man at the cafe yesterday made her realize that she had made a big mistake. Yet she knew exactly what it was like when the two people she loved––her parents–– died in a traffic accident when she was four years old before she was finally adopted by her adoptive father now.As soon as her car entered the hospital parking area that Marie had informed via WeChat while they were having lunch at an Italian restaurant owned by Marie's acquaintance, she immediately got out of her car, sprinted into the hospital building and headed for the information centre.

Rosemarie Clark had just finished eating her husband's lunch that always managed to whet her appetite even when she wasn't feeling well when she found her personal assistant, Felicia Ulbright, rushing into her room with a gleeful smile that managed to frighten her. He pushed his lunch box out of sight immediately into the drawer of his desk, not wanting Felicia to make fun of his rabbit-printed lunchbox––her favourite animal. Her image could be ruined if her personal assistant found out. So far, she had always displayed a cool and elegant image in front of all her employees, so if the secret that she actually loved cute things (and the reason why she was attracted to Keith Gilbert who was now beome her legal husband)was revealed, her life was over. Her personal assistant did not seem to notice her move, for she just stared at her in amazement as she finished stuffing her lunchbox into the drawer, putting on a business smile with her hands on her desk in a pyramid shape.

Chapter 79 The ringing sound of his smartphone broke his concentration from the pasta dough after he had let the pasta dough rest for two hours, forcing him to pause his activities to call Stella––their virtual assistant which Marie installed in their house immediately after their wedding that he rarely used––to forward the call from his smartphone that was on the dining table to the ten-inch screen mounted on the kitchen shelf. It did not take long for Stella to bring up the name of the caller on the screen, which turned out to be Marie. Meanwhile, he returned to knead the pasta dough. "Hey, Keith!" His wife's cheerful voice on the other end of the call made him think that he would soon hear good news from her that he did not know whether Mar