The other party did not answer immediately, but gently took her hand and said in a deep voice, "Is the wound itching badly?"
As soon as she heard the familiar sound, Annabelle almost burst into tears.
"Master, it's really you! I knew it was you before, right?"
"Anna, you didn't answer me yet."
"Not itchy," Annabelle exclaimed excitedly as she sat up. "Last time you came and applied medicine, my wound got much better."
Although she was surrounded by darkness, she could feel Master by her side, which gave her a sudden sense of relief. She didn't have to make decisions on her own anymore; it was as if she could discuss anything with Master.
Master helped her remove the bandages from her hands and began carefully applying a cooling ointment.
"Master, if my eyes do not accept cornea transplant, will I definitely go blind? Are there any other alternatives?"
Annabelle had no time to think about anything else, she just wanted to quickl
Master fell silent for a moment and said, "Afterwards, you will have to make the medicine yourself and apply it. I will now tell you the prescription, so remember it well...""Oh, okay..."So Master explained to Annabelle in simple language, and Annabelle carefully and attentively took notes.In the meantime, Master had already helped her change the medicine.Annabelle felt that Master was about to leave, so she hastily grabbed his arm."Master, are you leaving?"The man answered her with silence."When can I see you again?""When the time was ripe, I would appear and take you away openly and honestly, but you still needed to wait for me."Annabelle's heart was filled with sadness because she didn't know when they would meet again after this separation.She could only grip his arm tightly, just like when they parted ways years ago with Master, hoping that this would keep him.Alternatively, Master could sim
Kendrick kissed her neck while asking, "Didn't you miss me at all?"There was surveillance in this ward.Kendrick saw everything that happened after Ryan arrived in the ward.The surveillance only had images, without any sound, but he clearly saw that Annabelle was like a chatterbox, talking non-stop to her Mr. Whitney.The side she showed was something Kendrick had never seen before.And when Ryan was about to leave, Annabelle even held onto his hand, reluctant to let go.And the final kiss.Kendrick saw it all.What did they say exactly? Why does Annabelle have such a conflicted expression?If it weren't for Ryan helping Annabelle with her treatment, he would never have patiently sat in the car, watching the surveillance, waiting for them to finish their affectionate moment before going upstairs.This process was filled with anger, suppression, and torment, only Kendrick himself knew.At that moment, he h
"I couldn't control it..."Blushing, Annabelle answered that, in fact, if it hadn't been for her period, she would have been a little hesitant.She knew that Kendrick had always wanted her.And over the past few months of getting to know each other, Kendrick did a lot for her, and she was well aware of it in her heart.Kendrick once risked his own life to save her. How many people in the world would be willing to give up their own lives for another person?She has never had much confidence in human relationships and has always felt that Kendrick's feelings for her are just a passing fancy, and he will eventually grow tired of her. But from his confession until today, in fact, his kindness towards her has never diminished.Tomorrow she will leave without saying goodbye, and Kendrick can imagine how anxiously he will search for her.So in some corner of Annabelle's heart, she also wanted to give herself wholeheartedly to him, which coul
Kendrick also didn't know what he was expecting, always feeling that she was so serious, she should say something like, "Never leave me in the future..."She smiled faintly and nodded, "Yes."Kendrick squinted his eyes and said, "Stop making any more promises.""Give me back my phone. Although I can't see, I can still listen to music on it. Besides, what are you afraid of? You have arranged bodyguards and caregivers to watch over me. Are you afraid that I will run away?"Kendrick hugged her tightly and said, "Why do you portray me as that kind of person? I arranged my own people to be by your side to protect you. I can give you a phone, but you are not allowed to contact those handsome boys of yours."Annabelle was taken aback. It turned out that this guy had been withholding her phone under the pretext of her eyes not being well, fearing that she would contact other men during her illness.Does this person have to be so jealous...Bu
Kendrick was probably really tired from the day and he talked with Annabelle for a while before quickly falling asleep.Annabelle, however, could not fall asleep. She lay quietly in Kendrick's arms, thinking about every single thing that had happened between the two of them from the moment they met until now.Time flies, fate is shallow... I never expected that, it is about to end.Although it was a marriage of convenience from the beginning, and they knew that there would be a moment of separation sooner or later, with Master's return, Annabelle also had to fulfill the promise she once made to Master and put divorce on the agenda.But plans couldn't keep up with the changes, so in order to prevent Kendrick from committing crimes for her sake, she had to leave early.The only regret is that I could only choose this way of leaving without saying goodbye.Annabelle snuggled up to him again, on their last night, she just wanted to let her guard
Kendrick walked back directly and kissed her on the lips.The dragonfly's gentle kiss on the water made Annabelle's face slightly blush.Immediately, she heard Kendrick's voice coming from her ear, saying, "Anna, if you have something to say to me, tell me now.""No.""Really?"She nodded earnestly, her heart beating rapidly. If Kendrick were to touch her pulse right now, he would discover that she was lying.But Kendrick didn't do anything, it seemed like he was just asking casually earlier. He rubbed her head and said, "Wait for me obediently, I'll bring you stir-fried chestnuts in the afternoon."Afterwards, Kendrick left the ward and called the bodyguard aside, instructing, "Do not stop the lady from doing anything or going anywhere she wants today."The bodyguard was taken aback, "Boss, does that mean the madam...?""Don't worry, I had made arrangements and you can report to me anytime.""Yes, Boss."I
"Not Ryan?"Because Annabelle had been acting strangely after Ryan went to see her, Kendrick always thought that she was going to elope with Ryan."That person was a Crystalironese noble, and it seems that he had no connection with Ryan."Kendrick's face looked even worse, huh, Annabelle really had quite a wide network!Jaime had long noticed that the president's face was extremely pale, but there were some things that needed to be asked, so he mustered up the courage and asked, "President, what about the surgery tonight...""She was about to leave, what else was she doing?"Kendrick turned off the phone screen, casually threw it on the table, and was in an exceptionally bad mood."That cornea...""No need," Kendrick said coldly. "When she's willing to come back, then we'll find someone suitable."The pair of corneas to be used tonight were obtained by him through some friends from the black market. He said
Hospital.Annabelle had already done the final round of mental preparation for her escape.Goodbye Kamila, goodbye Gauge, goodbye college life, and everything she didn't have time to take away, including her beloved lute and piano.As for the jade bracelet in her hand, she couldn't wear it anymore, so she took it off, felt her way to the bedside table, and opened the drawer to put it in.She knew that once she took this step, there would be no turning back.And absolutely under no circumstances can Kendrick be allowed to catch it back, otherwise not only will we have to commit crimes together, but we will definitely also have to endure a good "punishment" from him.Annabelle rubbed her temples, trying to rid herself of those random thoughts, and waited quietly.At noon, Ariana, dressed as a nurse, arrived in the ward.She made sure in advance that Kendrick was not there, and took advantage of the gap when the caregivers and nur
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