"Are you sure?" Kendrick asked in a deep voice.
He knew that Annabelle had her own small apartment. On the first day of their marriage, she said that they could live separately after getting married because she had her own house to live in.
After they got married, she should not have gone back yet. This time, she suddenly said she had something to do and went to the apartment to meet Fabian, right?
And Fabian was not abroad, right?
"Confirmed."
Afterwards, Jax passed over a photo.
Fabian was wearing a casual suit and carrying a suitcase in his hand, while Annabelle walked beside him, holding a bag that seemed to contain green vegetables.
Fabian was tall, and Annabelle walking beside him made her look even smaller, surprisingly matching, like a little couple.
Kendrick's blood boiled instantly as he witnessed this scene. While he was sick, she brought another man home and even went grocery shopping and cooked with him?
"I
"Here I come," Annabelle replied, and asked Jaime, "Is there anything else?"Jaime quickly said, "Madam, when did you come back? The president wanted to drink the soup you cooked!""I'm not sure, maybe in the afternoon. I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."In the ward.Kendrick's face was gloomy like a stormy day.Busy? Busy with making the bed and putting that kid to sleep?Although Kendrick believed that Annabelle and Fabian were innocent, it was hard to say when a man and a woman were living together alone.Jaime sighed and said to his boss, "Sir, don't mind me speaking out of turn, but if you're really worried, why don't you personally make a phone call and ask the madam to come back, or I can take you there to pick her up."Is face really that important? Now my wife is about to be taken away by someone, President!Jaime felt that he really worried a lot."You don't understand, this is called playin
Annabelle's face darkened slightly, "What did you find?"Fabian looked at her, caressed the back of his phone. He could have flipped the screen right now to show Annabelle what he had truly discovered in his investigation, but after hesitating for a moment, he continued to keep the phone face down on the table."He had been away from the Gregory family for two years. During those two years, everything about him was a blank. No one knew where he had gone or why he had suddenly disappeared for two years."Annabelle pondered for a moment and asked, "What are you worried about?"Fabian leaned forward, looking at her with concern, "You don't know Kendrick, there are too many mysteries surrounding him. I'm worried that you will get more and more involved and get hurt in the future."Annabelle breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She had long known that Kendrick had some stories she was unaware of, so she thought Fabian might be overreacting.
Annabelle's support for Fabian, as well as her portrayal of herself as a bad person, made Kendrick's heart ache.Was Fabian really more important in her heart?But no matter what, she was his wife now, so she had to go home with him!Kendrick grabbed Annabelle's arm.Annabelle, on the other hand, gasped in pain, as if it was too much for her to stand straight.Fabian immediately pushed Kendrick's hand away and supported Annabelle's shoulder, asking, "Still hurting?""Ouch!"Annabelle said with red eyes.The pain in his voice brought Kendrick back to his senses, if only for a moment.Annabelle's clothes were intact and she had neatly tied her hair behind her head, as if she hadn't just experienced that kind of thing.While she had a pained expression on her face, she was clutching her shoulder and gasping for breath.Her injury... was on her shoulder?Did Fabian just treat her injury?Kendrick
Kendrick ignored Fabian and turned to her, saying, "Anna, are you going back or not?"Annabelle was taken aback, "No, I won't go back."Fabian said that he would take her to his studio tomorrow. She thought it would be more convenient for both of them to leave from here tomorrow.Furthermore, Annabelle was still a little upset with Kendrick.Kendrick nodded, "Alright, then I won't go back either."After speaking, he immediately sat back on the sofa."But there's no place for you to stay," Annabelle said. Did he still want to share a room with her?Kendrick looked around and saw that the room was a two-bedroom, two-living room layout.That was her and Fabian, each having their own room, and her so-called husband naturally couldn't stay in her room."It's okay, I slept on the couch."Annabelle was speechless and finally managed to squeeze out a few words, "... Whatever."After saying that, she turned around a
Annabelle was shocked and whispered to Kendrick, "How did you get in? Get out quickly!""I didn't."Kendrick spoke, then he flipped over and firmly pressed Annabelle onto the bed.Annabelle was wearing a little nightgown, and she was pressed tightly against him, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed."Aren't you afraid that I will shout? Fabian is right next door, and he is very good at fighting."Her whispered threat sounded like a joke to Kendrick.He laughed and said, "I could beat him, you know. And I know you wouldn't dare to call for help, right?"In the dimness, cunning lights flickered in Kendrick's deep eyes.Annabelle bit her lip and could only glare angrily at this scoundrel.She really didn't want to wake Fabian up.What would Fabian think if he saw her hugging Kendrick like that?She had previously said that she wanted to divorce Kendrick and promised not to fall in love with him, but she sudden
Annabelle glanced at the screen and, to her surprise, it was a photo of her and Fabian returning to the apartment together!"Who sent it to you?"Seeing her nervous, Kendrick subtly raised the corners of his lips.I didn't expect that Jax took this photo, and it had this purpose."Anonymously, in order to extort me, they said that if I don't give them money, they will expose this photo, and tomorrow the whole Elfhedge will know that I have been cheated by you."Annabelle's mouth twitched.She didn't expect this consequence."Did you give the money?""Of course I gave it, otherwise, once this news is exposed, not only will I be mocked by others, but the outside world will also speculate that our relationship is breaking down and we are on the verge of divorce. The collaboration between the Sanchez family and the Gregory family will also not last long, which will definitely have a big impact on the Sanchez family and also affect
Kendrick's kiss was oppressive, suffocating, and completely passive for Annabelle.Soon, she felt herself severely lacking oxygen, feeling dizzy and her body starting to weaken.And it seems like Kendrick hasn't stopped yet.She had to pat Kendrick's back.Kendrick caught her restless little hand and lifted it above her head, pressing it onto the bed, and continued kissing her.Annabelle couldn't bear it anymore and let out a painful whimper.Kendrick then raised his head slightly and whispered, "This is the price that makes me jealous, remember?"Annabelle pouted her mouth, feeling wronged and on the verge of tears.She felt like the fish on the chopping board, Kendrick could chop and eat her however he pleased."Remembered."Annabelle was scared of this guy and didn't dare to be tough anymore. She had to soften her tone and asked him.Kendrick finally gave in to the little woman and lay down on his side,
Annabelle had completely lost her temper. When faced with a rascal, if you couldn't be even more rascally than him, you could only admit defeat.The two of them had breakfast and went out together. Kendrick was driving the car, and Annabelle was sitting in the passenger seat."Don't you have to go to the hospital for an infusion today?"Annabelle noticed that he had dark circles under his eyes and his complexion wasn't very good. She estimated that he hadn't slept well on the sofa last night, and combined with the fact that he had been poisoned before, she couldn't help but worry about him a little."No need, you promptly took me to the hospital and it didn't cause any serious damage.""So you have to thank Gauge."If it weren't for someone driving Kendrick over at three o'clock in the morning, the situation wouldn't have been so optimistic.Kendrick glanced at her and smiled, "Isn't this just to personally come and say thank you?"
Julissa wondered—could it be that Scott didn’t have a membership card and had used Heather’s instead?She temporarily stepped away from the front desk and sat in the lounge area, trying to figure out what to do next.Technically, she could just call Scott and ask him to bring her in.But she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to show up unannounced, catch them off guard, and completely disrupt their rhythm.And besides, if she were stopped outside and had to wait for Scott to come out and fetch her, it would feel like she had already lost to Heather in terms of presence and pride.So, that plan was a no-go.Should she just wait until they came out? But the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she felt.Why should she waste her time waiting around like this while they got to enjoy their date?Just as she was lost in frustration, a male voice called out to her.“Julissa?”Julissa closed her eyes. She didn’t even need to turn around—the voice alone was enough to know who it was.S
Julissa quickly grabbed Scott’s hand. “Don’t worry about it.”He curled his lips into a smile and obediently let go, then swept her up into his arms and carried her back to the bed…The next morning, Julissa sat up, rubbing her throbbing temples and aching body—only to find the bed empty.Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains onto her body. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Eleven a.m.Crap! She was late!No, this wasn’t just being late—she’d completely skipped work!“Mr. Nichols?” she called toward the bedroom door. No response. Clearly, the big boss had already gone to the office.She reached for her phone by the pillow—then suddenly remembered she’d used it to record video last night. Scott had gone to take a shower, and she’d been so exhausted she’d fallen asleep without even thinking about it.The phone had to still be on the windowsill.Barefoot, she got out of bed and pulled back the curtain. Sure enough, the phone was still there, screen down and nearly burnin
After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen together. Then Scott went to take a shower, while Julissa headed to the bedroom.She placed her phone on the windowsill, hidden behind the curtain. Only a sheer layer covered it—just enough to keep things from being too explicit. As long as his voice was clearly captured, a blurry image would actually be even better.After all, the last thing she wanted was for every man at his future wedding to see her naked on the big screen.Yes—she was going to record her night with Mr. Nichols.Just like those classic evil ex-girlfriends in dramas, she planned to send the footage straight to his future wife. And better yet—broadcast it at their wedding.Sure, this move was one of those you hurt me, I’ll destroy us both kind of deals.But whatever. She, Julissa, was just a nobody, a little shrimp in the vast sea of high society. Once she left this circle, she could go back to her own little life.Even if she couldn't return to a peaceful life, she would do
Julissa was startled by his sudden move. She quickly turned around and smiled at Scott. “Maybe my period is coming. I’m just feeling a little low.”He paused for a second, as if just realizing what she meant by “period,” then gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.“You girls get emotional because of that?”Julissa forced a small smile. “Of course. We get moody, feel down for no reason, and crave all kinds of heavy flavors.”Scott raised an eyebrow. “Oh? So what’s Julissa craving today?”Julissa immediately sensed where this was going and shot him a glare. “Definitely not what you’re thinking.”“What am I thinking?” Scott’s gaze lingered on her lips, a mischievous smile spreading across his face.Truth be told, Julissa wasn’t in the mood to flirt, so she backed away slightly. “Mr. Nichols, behave yourself…”He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her.Julissa wanted to push him away, but her hands were covered in marinade and seasoning from preparing the fish.
That one sentence struck deep.Instinctively, Julissa glanced at the ring on her left middle finger, thinking of what Scott had said to her.That night, when he gave her the ring, he had told her it wasn’t an engagement ring—just something to wear for now, and that when the time came for a proposal, he would give her something even better.She believed his words.So even though what Mrs. Nichols just said shocked her, and even brought a momentary pang to her chest, she didn’t believe it.“How do you know he won’t marry me?”Honestly, Julissa even wanted to ask, How do you know I’d definitely agree to marry him? A girl’s got her pride too.But now wasn’t the time to nitpick. She just wanted to know where Mrs. Nichols got the confidence to say so definitively that Scott wouldn’t marry her.Mrs. Nichols didn’t seem like the type to lie, and that only made Julissa more determined to find out the truth.“Then I’ll be blunt,” Mrs. Nichols said. “Tomorrow at 7 p.m., he’s going to meet Miss H
Walking beside Mrs. Nichols was another senior executive from the Nichols Group, one of the company’s veterans. The two of them were chatting and laughing, clearly in good spirits.Why is Mrs. Nichols still here? Has she been at the company the whole day?But then again, she was the former president’s wife. It was only natural for her to be on familiar terms with the old guard.Julissa quickly lowered her head, pretending she hadn’t seen anything, hoping Mrs. Nichols hadn’t noticed her either.She scrolled aimlessly through her phone, clearly distracted. She knew she should go up and greet her, but kept telling herself there was no point in exchanging a few perfunctory words. Better to stay in ostrich mode.More importantly, she was feeling guilty—her first impression with her future mother-in-law had been far from ideal. Or maybe it was just that Mrs. Nichols had such an overwhelming presence that Julissa dreaded facing her alone.She couldn’t help but wonder again—what kind of man m
Julissa truly felt like she could never win against this man. Talking to him was like navigating a minefield—one careless step, and she’d fall right into his trap.But it was still working hours, after all. Julissa thought his sudden surge of interest was way too unexpected, leaving her flustered and completely unprepared.“Mr. Nichols, what do you take me for?” she asked, breathless.“What do I take you for?”As each button was slowly undone, Julissa felt like her face was about to combust.“I’m not the kind of woman who’d… who’d just let herself get harassed for a bonus!”“Then just pretend you’re harassing me,” Scott said casually.Julissa blinked. That’s allowed?But actually, if she flipped the roles in her mind—if she imagined herself as the one taking advantage of him—somehow, it felt a bit more tolerable.Scott’s hands didn’t stop moving. They were already at her waist. “Besides,” he murmured, “you went back on your word. There’s got to be a price for that.”Julissa was hot an
Kendrick resumed his earlier position, leaning against the headboard. “The Nichols family still has some unresolved issues—they’re definitely in no place to plan a wedding right now.”“I see…” Annabelle nodded thoughtfully. “But Julissa’s dad also said they had to be together for at least a year before they could get married, just to prevent them from being impulsive.”Kendrick didn’t respond further. He got out of bed and walked around to Annabelle’s side, scooping her up in his arms.“What are you doing now?” Annabelle asked in alarm.Kendrick chuckled helplessly. “Time to wash up, remember? You said your legs were too weak to walk.”…The Next Morning, Times GroupWhen Julissa went to the staff lounge to get water, she overheard her colleagues excitedly chatting about their quarterly bonuses.When they saw her, they couldn't help gossiping. They said that Miss Hickman had been working overtime again and had even completed another project, so her bonus would surely be substantial.J
That morning, after Agatha left the the Whitney Group, she died in a car accident that afternoon.The killer wasn’t Dereon, and it certainly wasn’t Ryan. Since he had promised to let her go, he wasn’t someone who would go back on his word.But Ryan knew exactly who did it—because right after Agatha’s death, he received a phone call.On the other end, the man said coldly, “Little Ryan, this is how you deal with traitors.”Ryan understood—this was a warning. A warning that if he dared to betray them, dared to spare Kendrick again, then whether it was Ryan himself, Anna, or anyone close to him, they’d all end up like Agatha.At this point, it was no longer a matter of wanting to kill Kendrick or not—it was something he had to do.Otherwise, the one who would die… would be him.Ryan downed his drink in one gulp.Dereon continued, “Young Master, I’m grateful you didn’t punish me and only assigned me overseas. But I still don’t think I did anything wrong. And that Sid—how could he possibly