Semua Bab I wish it were you: Bab 541 - Bab 550

Kendrick led Annabelle to the glass greenhouse in the back garden. He knew Trey had been cultivating various roses, and since Annabelle loved flowers, he had been meaning to take her there for a while. Tonight was the perfect opportunity.They passed through the corridor in the back yard and arrived at a small garden. The garden was filled with various winter-blooming plants along the center and walls, creating a colorful and lively atmosphere.Annabelle admired the flowers along the way, complimenting the vibrant blooms and the care taken in maintaining them.Seeing her in a relatively good mood, Kendrick figured nothing too serious had happened tonight. Otherwise, Annabelle wouldn't have had the energy to enjoy the flowers. But he was still eager to know what she wanted to tell him.The two of them walked along the path and entered the glass greenhouse.Now that they were alone, Annabelle finally took the opportunity to gossip, telling Kendrick everything she had witnessed earlier d

At that time, Kendrick must have been very angry and sad. His stepmother had been clearing out his mother’s belongings, not even sparing a few flower pots. She dared to do that, which must have been tacitly approved by Colten.Fortunately, Trey had been there for him, giving him comfort and encouragement. This was probably why Kendrick had always been so close to Trey.After a while, Kendrick smiled and gently rubbed the top of her head. “It’s alright. I’m fine.”Annabelle replied with a soft "Oh..." But she noticed his eyes were red, and she really wanted to comfort him by patting his head."Many people think the epiphyllum has bad connotations. When Lydia threw the epiphyllums away, she said that the flowers were unlucky. Even Father agreed. So why do you like them so much, Anna?"Annabelle pursed her lips and replied, "There’s no such thing as good or bad plants. What people call lucky or unlucky is just something they’ve attached to them. In fact, the phrase 'like an epiphyllum' h

Marvin was feeling irritated that night. Unable to sleep, he went to the garden for some fresh air, but unexpectedly ran into Kendrick and Annabelle.He couldn’t resist following them all the way into the depths of the garden, watching as they entered the flower room.Several times, he thought about interrupting their date, but he held himself back, refraining from making a sound.He even imagined it was him walking in the garden with Annabelle instead.The things Kendrick did for her, he could do too! Why couldn’t Annabelle accept him?Watching them embrace and kiss, Marvin felt an intense surge of jealousy. Just as he was about to lose control, he saw Kendrick remove Annabelle’s clothes…Through the fogged-up glass and with Kendrick blocking the view, Marvin couldn’t see Annabelle’s body, but he knew exactly what was happening inside.Jealousy and anger burned within him, making him unable to endure any longer. Clenching his fists, he turned and left the little garden.Marvin didn’t

The girl’s face turned pale. “Mr. Gregory, Young Master, Big Brother! I have no money, no looks, just a worthless life. I’m not worth dirtying your hands. Please, let me go.”Marvin glared at her coldly. “Cut the act.”The last time she tricked him, Marvin wasn’t going to fall for it again.He locked the car door and started the engine aggressively.“Hey! You can’t drive after drinking so much! Ah—!”Before the girl could say more, the car shot out onto the road.The girl held tightly onto the roof handle, her face drained of color, but her mouth never stopped.“Big Brother, I know I was wrong, really! Please pull over. We can talk it through! If you want to take me somewhere, I’ll drive you there! It’s not worth it for you to risk your life over mine!”Marvin glared at the woman beside him. She had a point.He had been drinking, and driving now felt like steering a boat on choppy waters—the road was uneven, swaying side to side.To punish this little liar, risking his own life was ce

"Business?" Marvin snorted coldly and looked up at her.His once handsome features were now shadowed by a layer of sadness, making him appear somewhat grim and sinister.The girl, however, showed no fear. She met his gaze with a glint of slyness in her eyes.Pouring herself a glass of wine, she swirled the drink, her lips curling into a smirk as she glanced sideways at Marvin."Your beloved woman became your sister-in-law. I bet you’re not happy about that, are you, Young Master?"Marvin tightened his grip on the glass, his expression growing darker and more terrifying."Spit it out. I don’t have time for your nonsense," he said, his tone ice-cold.He was skilled at reading people. Whether they were celebrities or street thugs, he’d encountered all kinds.This woman, Linda, was no exception. The look on her face now clearly indicated she was holding a trump card.She smiled, a slyness that didn’t quite match her age.