"Caleb, have you finished handling your affairs?""Yeah."Seeing his displeasure, she didn't bring up anything to make his mood worse."So should I return to the country or...?""Stay.""Oh..."Then, Janine was stunned by what he said next."Three years.""What?"Caleb didn't even look at her, flipping through documents. "What, you’re not willing?"Before Janine could speak, he said again, "It’s either Zain or me, you choose."Janine smiled ingratiatingly, "You, of course, Caleb. We're family."Caleb planned to expand a bit beyond the previous project.If she stayed in the country, he definitely wouldn't be able to resist wanting to bring her home.Their home was filled with her presence.He couldn't be indifferent."Go work." Caleb assigned Janine some tasks.Janine left.At night, Caleb was still working overtime. If not working overtime, he didn't know what else to do.Zain came to see him, bringing food.He even brought Janine along."Don't bother him..."She
Gradually, that past could be forgotten.No one had expected that those people would appear.He had basically failed at the last moment.Her reaction now was obviously suspicion that he was only helping out of gratitude.She felt unworthy and did not believe that he would like her.He suddenly opened his eyes, cleared the blur in them, and unlocked his phone.He typed into her chat box. "Remember to apply the medicine. If you can't reach a spot and don't want to ask anyone, just leave it be."He didn’t care about those things anyway.After waiting a while with no reply, he didn't know if she could see it.But he still sent whatever came to mind."I’ve contacted Tanner. She said if you have any problems later, contact her. If not, no need to take medicine. If it's urgent, contact me, if you don't want to contact me, contact your brother. Take good care of yourself. Even if you’re busy with work, eat well."Whitney's phone had already been handed in.She threw herself into wo
Whitney didn't say a word.He lifted his gaze to look at her."About the job..."It was the only thing he could compromise on."Just three years?"She felt a weight in her chest, like it had been stuffed full of waterlogged cotton—heavy and suffocating.She didn't know what to do, so she just nodded.He glanced at the injuries on her lips and reached out to straighten her collar and hair.His voice was low and calm, stripped of anger."Then we'll talk again in three years."Her lowered lashes trembled violently."No contact for three years?" he asked again.She hesitated but nodded."Fine."He stood up. "I'm leaving."Whitney opened her mouth, but no words came out.He looked at her, a flicker of hope in his eyes.In the end, she just bowed her head.He let out a bitter laugh and turned to leave decisively.At the door, Zachary asked, "You two finished talking?"He replied expressionlessly, "Take care of her for the next three years."Three years?That was way too
When she began to speak seriously, her eyes turned sore and wet, as if she were about to cry.She hadn't been like this before."I still need to work, probably for three years..."He interrupted her again. "You want to give me the silent treatment? So that by then you can just go ahead and file for divorce?"He knew exactly what she was thinking.Whitney had nothing to say.The office fell silent once more.He didn't even know where to channel all the anger inside him.In the end, he simply said coldly, "Whitney, you don't get a choice. I'm taking you home with me today no matter what.""I know I don't get a choice," she replied, looking him straight in the eye. "So this is what you call love?"He fell silent.Whitney didn't know where the courage came from, but she let out a cold smile. "Control isn't love. If you really loved me, you'd respect my work.""Don't try to twist this." He laughed, but his eyes were icy. "If you had just discussed it with me, given me a heads-up
"What's wrong?"Caleb walked toward her step by step. "Just one night and you don't recognize your legal husband anymore?"Whitney had never considered this possibility and didn't know what to say for a moment.Caleb had been angry, but the moment he saw her, that anger inexplicably disappeared.But seeing her with her head down, not speaking, offering no explanation, the anger surged again.He grabbed her and dragged her out.Whitney couldn't break free. She clutched the doorframe tightly, even though the pain brought tears to her eyes.Her fingertips started to bleed, but she still didn't let go.Caleb's eyes were already red — the sight of her bleeding fingers made them even redder.He grabbed that hand too, and finally snapped, bending down and lifting her over his shoulder."Caleb."Zachary stepped in to block them and closed the office door. "It's not appropriate to go out like this. Put her down. This office is private. You can talk it out slowly, properly."Caleb's
After Caleb landed in Jeswood, he was indeed stopped.Just like how he had dealt with the matter between Carter and Mandy before.He was treated the same way.Jeswood wasn't his turf, after all, so he contacted Zachary.It was already the middle of the night.Zachary had been asleep with his wife in his arms, but he got up, threw on some simple clothes, and headed out.Jane also woke up, put on clothes, and followed him with a hat and mask.When they arrived at the spot, they saw a man in black clothes sitting by the roadside, smoking.The stubble on his chin had already come out, and his clothes were wrinkled — he clearly looked travel-worn."Have some water first." Zachary handed him a bottle.Caleb took a few sips and pointed behind him. "Any way to get through?"Zachary glanced over and said, "If my sister is involved in a confidential project, then there's nothing I can do.""You know best what happened with Mandy."Caleb laughed.He was laughing at himself.He felt