Zachary watched their interaction, his gaze growing cold. "I'll marry you." Jane replied, "You dare come with me to get our marriage certificate now?" "What's there to be afraid of?" Jane paused for a moment. "After we’re married, I won't have any contact with your family. I don't like them. I won't attend any social events as your wife, and I won't care about your affairs, much less cook for you..." "You don't need to. I'll cook. If I'm not around, I’ll arrange for someone to deliver the food from the Summit." Zachary’s eyes softened a little. "Any other demands?" Jane gritted her teeth. "I want 200 million dollars as wedding gift." "Okay." Jane regretted her words a little. "Uh, but your family is definitely going to come make things difficult for me..." "They won't. I’ll prevent them from doing so." Jane looked to Charlotte for help. Charlotte didn't expect Jane to put herself in such a situation so quickly. She looked at Frank. Frank smirked. "Ho
"Yes, that’s right." Jane nodded like mad. "You really do know me." Charlotte patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, you won't be able to get your marriage certificate that easily." Jane asked, "Why do you say that?" Charlotte said, "Don’t you know what kind of status Zachary’s father has? If he casually makes a call, who would dare to enter your details into the system at the Civil Affairs Bureau?" "That's true." Jane had just been blinded by anger earlier. Now, she wasn't worried at all. Michael also breathed a sigh of relief, but he still apologized to Jane. Jane waved her hand. "Let's not talk about this anymore." However, she still apologized to Madam Hall. "Sorry for scene." Madam Hall smiled and said, "I'm old enough to have seen many things. This little scene won't scare me. I'll go prepare the bed for you. I have a room with a big bed, enough to fit all of you. It will be more convenient for you to talk there." Jane went to help. Michael p
Frank looked at Zachary’s expression.The latter’s face didn't show much change, he was always composed. Even when he smiled, it was fainter than most people's.Frank understood and guessed Zachary emotional changes."She promised to marry me, so shouldn't you be happy and toasting with me to celebrate this moment? What's with sad look on your face?"Zachary crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray.He stood up, grabbed the entire bottle of liquor, filled his glass, and drank it all in one go.Frank pulled over a chair and sat down opposite him.Nonchalantly swirling his wine glass, he said, "You'd better slow down with the drinking. If you throw up, I won't take care of you.""No need," Zachary replied coldly, and then went straight to drinking from the bottle.Frank raised a hand to scratch his head. He then continued, "By the time you're throwing up and completely drunk, I'll call over a female staff to give you a bath and change your clothes. Then I'll take a few pictures
"I don’t want to tell you anymore." Zachary clenched his fists. "Please, I'm begging you." Frank leaned back against the door, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Things are valuable because they're rare. You never used to say the word 'beg' before. When you said it the first time, I thought it was interesting, so I helped you. Now, hearing it repeatedly, it just feels boring." Frank was the kind of person who always did as he pleased, never caring about others' feelings, except for Charlotte. Zachary had gotten used to it over the years, but this time, the matter at hand was important. He had no choice but to ask, "What do I need to do for you to help?" Frank was usually playful, but there was a limit to his jokes. Small matters didn't matter much. But when it came to something as significant as getting the marriage certificate, he became unusually serious. "I won’t be hard for you to get a marriage certificate out of Jeswood. You just need proof that
Yasmin exited the group chat, leaving the two girls to talk privately. Michael finished preparing the water and came out of the kitchen. When he saw Yasmin heading back to her room, he went over and handed her a glass of water. Yasmin wasn’t actually drunk. They were just drinking cider. But since Michael was being kind, she still drank the water. "Ms. Jackson, the hot water is ready. You can wash up." After the long journey, she did feel a bit uncomfortable. "Can I take a shower?" When Michael was taking Madam Hall to Jeswood for treatment, he entrusted the small courtyard to his neighbor, Mrs. Wayne. Aside from regular cleaning, the most important thing was maintaining the various appliances. The boiler in his house was quite old, but it still worked quite well after so many years. "Sure, the boiler’s on." Yasmin went to take a shower. Michael took the water to Jane and Charlotte. The two of them seemed drunk, and they clinked their glasses of w
"She’s still sleeping. She drank quite a lot with Jane last night." Yasmin stood up. "I'll go wake them up." "Don't. Let them sleep." As soon as Frank finished speaking, he saw Charlotte coming out from the her bedroom. Jane came out after her as well. Zachary immediately stepped forward, and Michael also went over. Charlotte was about to say something when Frank shoved Sparrow into her arms and pulled her aside. "Sparrow's hungry. Let her eat first." Charlotte knew what was going on immediately. "You just want to help Zachary." Frank smiled. "Come on, let’s not be so mean to me." By the time they finished, Jane had already been pulled to the dining table by Zachary. "These are all your favorites." Jane shrugged him off. "No, they’re not." She sat down at the stone table, grabbed a piece of pancake with her hands, and took a big bite. Her voice was muffled. "Right now, I love the food Madam Hall makes. It has the taste of home. Yours may look good
Of course, Jane would be happier if Zachary didn't come. But after their conversation about the proposal this morning, she was really worried. What if he really prepared an extravagant proposal for her? Charlotte saw the worry in Jane's eyes and said to Frank, "Go find Zachary and stop him from proposing." Frank replied, "We didn’t have as much fun during our honeymoon last time. This time, it's rare that our family is together, so we should relax and enjoy it. Besides, we didn’t have a full honeymoon because we had to help Jane. Charlotte, you were the one who said that we could have a proper honeymoon in the future. I compromised because I love you. Aren't you going to feel a little sorry for me? Taking time off isn't easy." Charlotte knew Frank all too well. His words were sharp, but when he wanted to, he could be very convincing. In the end, he still wanted to help Zachary in some way. "I don't necessarily want to break them up, but Jane doesn't want him aro
Jane had already made the donation at the church entrance. But when she turned around, she didn’t see Charlotte. Jason came over and said, "She took the child to the restroom." Jane nodded and decided to wait at the entrance. Suddenly, a nun came to give her a flower. She thought it was some sort of blessing from the church and accepted it. However, Michael felt something was off, especially when, not long after, another nun came with another flower. One after another, the roses in Jane's hands kept multiplying, and soon, she had a huge bouquet. "Wait a moment." Michael stopped a little nun and asked him, using the local accent, what was going on. The nun replied, "I don't know. The father asked us to bring flowers to this sister." Another little nun, who could speak Cherian, chimed in, "A benefactor uncle donated a huge amount of incense money, so the master asked us to help him fulfill a wish." Jane immediately felt something was wrong and quickly tri
“Georgina.” Whitney took the initiative to walk over and greet her. "Haven’t seen you in ages."Georgina smiled. "Everything's ready. Let's change first. We can talk while soaking in the hot springs."Millie led Whitney to the changing rooms.Yvonne mentioned that she had important guests today and would join them later.Georgina nodded.Caleb and Blake bumped into each other at the entrance.Blake had feelings for his family, but perhaps because he lost his parents at a young age, his personality had grown colder over the years.It wasn't that he didn't care, it was just that he couldn't be like Caleb, always smiling, with a more lively temperament."Caleb.""Blake."Caleb didn't waste time with pleasantries. There was no need between relatives.He walked briskly inside.Blake followed and asked what had happened.Caleb asked the receptionist where Millie's room was.The receptionist smiled professionally. "Mr. Caleb, I'm sorry, although you hold immense power, I still c
Whitney nodded.By the time they arrived, it was already dark.But the entrance of the hot spring resort was bustling with activity.People were coming and going, and the car park at the front was filled with luxury cars.Standing at the entrance was a woman in a purple gown, her figure stunning.In such cold weather, she was only wearing a form-fitting silk dress, and although she had a mink shawl draped over her shoulders, it had started snowing mixed with rain by now.Whitney felt a chill just looking at her.Then, glancing at herself, she realized she looked round and bundled up due to her thin frame, trying to stay warm.Compared to the woman in front of her, she didn't feel the least bit feminine."Yvonne!"Millie tugged Whitney over. "I brought my sister-in-law!"Yvonne excused herself from her guests, letting someone show them in, and then turned to face Millie and Whitney.The moment Whitney met her gaze, she felt a softening in her bones.It was a natural, effort
Caleb's temples throbbed.He regretted some of the things he had done to Millie when they were younger.Whitney was a bit worried, but Millie reassured her to not worry at all.In reality, Caleb was fine.If it weren't for Whitney, she would have exposed his little scheme by now."Gilbert will be here soon.""Also, the doctor said to observe him overnight, but he'll be fine. He can be discharged tomorrow. He's not missing any limbs. Whitney, it's okay to care about your husband, but don't spoil him too much. It'll bring bad luck."Whitney had never heard anything like this before.Millie always said things that were beyond her understanding.Maybe that's the difference between being spoiled growing up and struggling just to survive."Okay."She liked Millie, just as she liked Jane and the others—they were all great girls.Millie pinched her cheek. "That's more like it."Gilbert finished work at his usual time.When he arrived at the hospital, he thought for a moment and c
"You're still trying to make me gain weight." Millie was very kind to Whitney, always speaking in her favor, so she had to support her as well. "I always thought you liked a bit of meat on someone."Caleb wanted her to eat more, gain a bit of weight, and stay healthy.This was a setup, and he wasn't sure how to respond."Only giving me vegetables?"Whitney hadn't planned on cooking meat at all, but since Millie mentioned wanting some, she made cooked some meat."You can't eat anything greasy right now, but I've made some chicken. You can have some chicken."Caleb smirked. "I'll do as you say."Millie couldn't stand it anymore and clicked her tongue a few times.But Caleb didn't give her a chance to speak. "Can't the roast pork shut you up?"Millie was so angry that she gritted her teeth. After finishing her meal, she saw Whitney still feeding Caleb.Unable to stop herself, she said, "Caleb, you've got alcohol poisoning, not a broken arm. Whitney, you should eat. The dishes ar
Whitney felt that Millie probably had some longstanding grudge with Caleb from when they were kids.Therefore, she treated Millie with respect as well.That was why she said those words.What was so great about her?Being able to cook wasn't anything extraordinary.The Hilton family's status in Yelar was such that, had it not been for her good luck in becoming Zachary's sister and getting such an opportunity, she would have likely died in some unknown gutter.As for the various daughters of affluent families surrounding Caleb—beautiful, gentle, intellectual, and so on—the list was endless.Compared to her, they were a thousand times better.And yet, she still thought that Caleb marrying her was a loss.It wasn't as exaggerated as Millie had said."Millie, please don't say that. Caleb can cook for me, too. It's nothing special."Millie was shocked.Could Caleb even cook?But when she saw Whitney's expression, she realized that the times Caleb had cooked for her when they we
1461In the quiet ward, Caleb naturally heard those words.Whitney took a small step to the side, avoiding him.Caleb. ‘Oh, great.’"Alcohol poisoning," Whitney whispered to Millie.Millie exploded all of a sudden. "Alcohol poisoning?""Caleb used to drink for three days and nights straight without getting alcohol poisoning. If he got alcohol poisoning now, I'll livestream eating shit."Caleb could no longer stand it. He got up and snatched Whitney's phone.His voice was cold and low. "Millie, do you have nothing better to do?"Millie wasn't scared of him at all. "Trying to fool my sister-in-law, huh? Caleb, you really have no shame. Pursuing someone isn't done like this..."Caleb ended the call without another word.But who was Millie?Her grasp was not something one could get out of easily.She stormed straight to the hospital.Caleb's eyelids twitched when he saw her.But she didn't call him out, instead, she said, "I'll stay with Whitney and take care of you. When you
A flash of triumph appeared in Caleb's eyes as he raised his arm toward her.Whitney quickly pulled his arm over her shoulder, supporting him as she helped him get up.She hadn't expected him to lean all his weight on her, causing her to stumble slightly.Caleb took advantage of the moment, letting himself fall back onto the bed, and even deliberately let out a soft "hiss."Whitney immediately forgot about herself and rushed to check on him. "Did you hurt yourself?"Caleb pressed his hand to his head. "My head hurts."Whitney started to call for the doctor, but the man yanked her back toward him.Before she knew it, she was pressed against his chest.At that moment, her face felt like it was on fire."Are you messing with me?" Whitney was a little angry.She didn't like him, but she was still concerned about him.After all, though their marriage was far from perfect, they were still legally married.Caleb held her by the back of the head and gently pressed her down."Are y
But even though she sensed something was wrong, Whitney couldn't quite put her finger on it.In the end, she simply treated it as a test of her ability to handle unexpected situations.If something similar happened again—and with members of the Hilton family present—she couldn't afford to stay so calm and indifferent.That wasn't how a wife should react when faced with a rival.Tentatively, she asked, "I should have... stopped her and warned her?"Caleb felt she was finally on the right track, and gave a slight nod of agreement. Then he asked, "And after that?"‘After that...’Whitney had no real experience to draw from.She thought back to her school days, her part-time jobs, her internships.It seemed she had seen a wife confronting a mistress once.But back then, she had been too busy working hard and studying to pay close attention."Then I..."When she had walked in just now, she hadn't really seen anything inappropriate."Did she touch you?" she asked.How could Cal
Whitney had nothing to say.Even if Caleb's accusations were unreasonable, even if he was deliberately making things difficult, she still had to go along with it—and endure it."I'll keep that in mind."Caleb didn't feel any joy at her answer, but he still asked, "What exactly will you keep in mind?"Whitney replied obediently, "If the same thing happens again, I'll either send you a text or call you."Beneath his large palm was her small, soft hand. He brushed his thumb slowly across her skin and asked, "If I'm not home by six in the evening, what will you do?"Whitney answered with surprising seriousness, "Does a traffic jam count?"Caleb took a deep breath. "No. Let's say it's a normal day, I should be home on time, but I don't show up.""Oh..." Whitney nodded thoughtfully. "Then I'll call you and ask why you haven't come home."‘Good enough.’This topic could be put to rest.He released her hand and said, "I'm thirsty."Whitney immediately got up to pour him a glass of