All Chapters of Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Chapter 1041 - Chapter 1050

The Muller Manor had surveillance cameras installed in many places, including the children's playroom where Lemon often spent time. When Mable was not at home, she would check the surveillance to see how Lemon was doing.Mable looked at the suddenly rotating surveillance camera, feeling somewhat strange. Why was the camera moving on its own? Mable was about to check the camera when someone opened the children's room door.Jeremiah walked in from outside, carrying a box of pastries.Mable looked at him and smiled. "Hey, you're back.""Yeah. There wasn't much to do at the company this afternoon, so I returned early," Jeremiah replied.Jeremiah glanced at Lemon, sleeping on the sofa, and handed the box to Mable. "I passed by that coffee shop you like, and their cheesecakes just came out at this time, so I bought some.""Thank you, brother." Mable opened the box, revealing six exquisite cheesecakes that were quite appetizing.Jeremiah sat down on the sofa, gently stroking Lemon's

In a few days, Blair called Mable and asked her out for dinner. She had agreed to have a meal with him when he came to pick up Spike from her home. Today, Mable had another motive — she wanted to discuss their divorce.The restaurant was Blair's choice. Mable, who had a meeting at her company in the morning, drove to the restaurant in the afternoon. It was a restaurant not far from her workplace.When Mable got out of the car, Spike saw and waved at her. Her eyes lit up. She did not expect Blair to bring Spike along."Apologies for keeping you waiting," Mable said, walking over and ruffling Spike's hair.Blair stood up to pull out a chair for Mable and spoke in a gentle tone, "It's fine. We arrived early."Blair was dressed in a black suit today, and his silver hair appeared striking under the restaurant's lights. Spike held Mable's hand and asked, "Mommy, how's your foot?""It's almost healed," Mable replied.Blair fixed his gaze on Mable. He had anticipated that her foot inj

Mable's words were like sharp daggers, piercing Blair's heart with every syllable. He stared at Mable, feeling an unbearable pain, almost unable to breathe.She hated him, and wished she could kill him. However, she was also the love of his life, someone he was willing to give his life for.Blair gazed at Mable momentarily. Then, he spoke, his voice heavy with emotion. "Mabes, I admit I've caused you pain and suffering. I won't deny that. But those hurts and misunderstandings between us were the result of mistrust and miscommunication. We cleared up all the past misunderstandings and opened our hearts to each other. After that, we were genuinely happy together."If it were not for her life hanging by a thread due to poisoning, they might have continued their happiness."Blair, do you really think I'll believe your words?" Mable's lips curved into a cold, mocking smile, showing she did not believe his words.After a pause, Mable suddenly realized something and looked at Blair with

Mable looked at Blair, feeling a complex emotion inside her. She hated him, but he was the first to appear every time danger struck and rescue her from peril. The concern in his eyes and the urgency in his voice were genuine. What did it all mean? If he did not love her, why would he act this way?Mable felt like her heart was a spilled bottle of mixed emotions for a moment, leaving her uneasy. She moved her lips and, after a pause, asked, "Are you okay?" When they went together earlier, a bullet had nearly hit them.Blair discreetly lowered his right hand. His face showed nothing but concern. "I'm fine," he reassured her.With that, Blair instructed one of his bodyguards to call Amos and have him bring Spike back to the hotel. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Mable and said, "Mabes, you should go back. I'll handle this."Mable nodded hesitantly. "Okay."Mable wanted to thank him, but Blair turned and got into his car before she could. The driver looked at Mable and sa

Blair thought it was Alec's call and did not even glance at his phone as he headed toward the study. Fortunately, Tracey looked at the phone screen and saw the caller ID “Mabes.""Hey, it's Mabes calling," Tracey shouted.Blair, just at the study door, heard Tracey's words and immediately turned around. He picked up his phone, and his eyes softened as he read the caller's name.Blair picked up the phone and moved aside, answering, "Hello, Mabes."His tone was incredibly gentle, a far cry from his previous demeanor.The next moment, a familiar voice came from the phone. "Blair."Blair stood by the French windows, gazing into the distance as he replied, "Mabes, I'm here."As long as she called, he would be there. Always.On the other end of the line, Mable hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you injured?"Blair looked down at the wound on his arm that had just been bandaged and smiled faintly. "Mabes, are you worried about me?"Mable, on the other end of the phone, fell