"Anna, I am lying here next to you like this, can you really sleep?"Mr. Gregory was truly frustrated. He had the looks and the physique, so why was she so indifferent?"The doctor forbade me from daydreaming," Annabelle mumbled sleepily, "Kendrick, you should go to sleep too..."Kendrick raised an eyebrow, so, had she also daydreamed? Was it because the doctor said not to do it, that she had been suppressing her little desires all along?"What should I do if I couldn't fall asleep?"Annabelle suddenly opened her eyes wide, grabbed the big hand, and turned her head to glare at him.Kendrick chuckled softly and said, "It's not like it's the first time, why are you still so nervous?""Kendrick, I wanted to sleep!"These days, although Kendrick didn't have a feast, he still managed to take advantage of the cheap deals. Anyway, he kissed those he should and shouldn't have kissed, and touched those he should and shouldn't have touched.Although Annabelle gritted her teeth and shouted his f
Annabelle knew that if this guy called her over, it definitely wouldn't be for anything good."What else did you do..."Kendrick couldn't help but smirk and said lightly, "If you really want to do something, I would take you to the inner room.""..."Annabelle's face turned red instantly. How could he manage to say such words without blushing or skipping a beat, looking completely serious?She dared not dwell on the words he said, biting her lip as she approached him.Kendrick grabbed her wrist and made her sit on the chair.He stood beside her, with one hand supporting the back of the chair and the other propped on the edge of the table. "It's understandable that she didn't sleep well last night."Kendrick's deep and ambiguous voice reminded Annabelle of the previous night.However, he immediately changed the subject and said, "Let me first tell you about the wrong questions, and then we can have dinner."Annabelle sat in Kendrick's boss chair, almost half embraced by him, listening
Just when Annabelle felt they couldn't escape, and were about to meet their doom, Kendrick suddenly turned left to help her, and tapped her right leg. "Step on the gas and go."Annabelle drove mechanically, as he said, stepping on the gas pedal and driving past the right side of the truck, keeping close to its body.They rushed onto the opposite lane, and there were oncoming vehicles coming towards them. Honking and slowing down, the vehicles warned her to give way.Annabelle quickly turned right, preparing to return to the normal lane.Kendrick, however, took hold of her steering wheel, preventing her from changing direction again. He then slowly adjusted the direction and smoothly merged into the regular lane, before finally parking by the roadside.In just a few seconds, a loud crash came from behind. The large truck that was about to collide with Annabelle had instead crashed into a tree by the side of the road, causing the thick tree trunk to snap.Annabelle glanced at the truck
They took the elevator to the third floor and entered the master bedroom of the two of them. They placed her on the Empress chair by the window and said, "I'll go help you prepare hot water so you can take a bath and relax."Annabelle nodded and looked out of the window, her heart sinking as she thought about the driver who had died in the accident.Although the accident had nothing to do with her, she couldn't help but think that people are always in a rush for their lives. In fact, if they just pause for a moment, even if it's just for ten minutes of rest, perhaps such a tragedy wouldn't have happened.And looking back on everything after my whirlwind marriage to Kendrick, I suddenly felt a different kind of speeding sensation, especially when Kendrick confessed his feelings for me.She always had a vague sense of unease, wondering if they were moving too fast and overlooking hidden dangers.When Kendrick finished preparing the hot water, he saw Annabelle sitting on the chair by the
"Yes, I can't always make you accompany me to practice driving and delay your work, so from now on, until I can drive on the road independently, I have decided to be your driver. This way, I can practice driving and it won't affect your work."Kendrick was reluctant to let her be the driver, but upon further thought, knowing how determined she was, he knew she would definitely make it happen.If he didn't agree, she might have gone to find someone like Fabian or Gauge, and volunteered to be their driver.She could do this straightforward thing.So Kendrick suppressed his reluctance and sat on the edge of the bed, "Then let's quickly freshen up, we'll have breakfast outside today."Annabelle crawled out of her warm bed, brushed her teeth and washed her face with her eyes closed, silently criticizing Kendrick's devilish self-discipline in maintaining a regular schedule.He never seemed to oversleep or be lazy.Kendrick used to go to work early, so there were fewer cars on the road and h
Ariana sighed and said, "Be careful, she might go and complain to Ken. He really treasures her, and he won't spare you then."Livia has always been arrogant. Upon hearing these words, she became even more disdainful and angry, letting out a light snort."Was I afraid of her? Even if it was for the sake of my family, Ken wouldn't really do anything to me.""Just take it easy, anyway.""Don't worry," Livia's lips curled up, as if she couldn't contain herself any longer, "as long as I catch her acting alone, I will find a way to teach her a lesson."Ariana curled her lips slightly, knowing that since Livia had said it, she would definitely start planning this matter.Well, she was quite happy to watch the excitement."Alright, we came here to eat. Do you still want to eat?"Livia immediately said, "I don't have the mood to eat here, let's go, let's find another place."On Annabelle's side, she followed Kendrick into the restaurant.Although there were many guests, Kendrick brought Annabe
In the following days, Kendrick would take Annabelle to some delicious breakfast restaurants.After having breakfast, Annabelle drove him to the company because she was still not confident enough to drive home alone. So she parked the car in the company's underground parking lot and then she would walk to the nearby library to read.After all, the school is also on vacation now, and she doesn't need to go to school.By noon, Annabelle obediently appeared in Kendrick's office again and had lunch with him.In the afternoon, Annabelle would go to the rest room in his CEO's office, close the door, and peacefully take a nap.Kendrick laughed at her ability to sleep, and Dr. Sanchez immediately came online and lectured Mr. Gregory about the importance of taking a nap, and persuaded Mr. Gregory to also balance work and rest, take a nap, so that he would have more energy in the afternoon.The little woman took the initiative to invite him to sleep, and Kendrick couldn't be happier.Then the c
"Um." Annabelle responded.Actually, he couldn't be considered obedient... He just didn't take that final step...Kendrick was always able to stop in time, which made Annabelle sigh at his willpower and also made her feel extremely relieved.Was he really considering her well-being and enduring like this because he didn't want to take any risks?Otherwise, the two of them would now have a status, and they would be sleeping in the same bed, almost like a feast served right in front of him, all he had to do was open his mouth and eat.So whenever he gasped for breath and finally buried his face in her neck, saying, "It's okay, let me hold you for a while," Annabelle's heart was actually warm and sweet."Well, I usually don't comment on others, but I think Kendrick is more reliable, Anna, you shouldn't dwell on it anymore, hurry up."Julissa's words resonated with Annabelle.If Kendrick did so much for her and they spent so much time together, and she still didn't fall for him, she reall
Agatha’s face turned deathly pale. “Dereon, I didn’t!”Sid let out a cold snort. “At first, when we didn’t see Annabelle, you tried to seduce Kendrick directly. You wanted to sleep with him, then turn around and cling to him as his mistress, living a worry-free life, didn’t you?”Agatha shook her head in panic, glancing between Sid and Dereon. “No, I didn’t. That’s not true.”She anxiously grabbed Dereon’s arm. “Dereon, don’t listen to his nonsense. I was just thinking, if I could seduce Kendrick and sleep with him first, then when he dies, it would solidify the story that he forced himself on a waitress!”“If it were that easy, why would we wait until today to act?” Dereon stepped closer to her. “That Kendrick, like the young master, has long been bewitched by Annabelle and doesn’t even glance at other women. That’s why I arranged for you to hide in the room and fake the scene after he died.”Just mentioning Annabelle ignited a fire in Dereon’s chest.What Kendrick thought of Annabel
Annabelle walked out of the bedroom and came over to the dining table, standing in front of Kendrick.Kendrick was cutting into a plate of German sausage and hadn’t started eating yet. He looked up at her and smiled, “Why are you back again? Don’t want me to eat?”Caught red-handed, Annabelle felt a little embarrassed.Still, she reached out, took his hand, and set down the knife. “How about… you lie down with me for a bit first, and then I’ll eat with you?”Kendrick looked at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.His gaze made her face flush with heat, and even her breathing grew unsteady.“Anna, if you want the ox to work, you have to feed it first.”Her cheeks turned even redder. “That’s not what I meant…”Laughing, Kendrick pulled her into his arms, settling her on his lap. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he said, “After sleeping in the same bed for so many days, if I still can’t tell what you want, wouldn’t that be a waste of all that sleep?”He whispered the last part again
Kendrick sighed against her shoulder, clearly reluctant, but still got out of bed, buttoned up his shirt, and went to open the door.Annabelle followed him out, intending to grab a glass of water.As the door opened, she glanced over—turns out it really was room service.A male staff member was pushing a food cart, and a female staff member stood in front of it, holding a dry-cleaned suit in her arms.“Mr. Gregory, sorry to disturb you. This is the breakfast you ordered, and your clothes have been cleaned as well,” the female staff member said in a gentle, soft-spoken voice.Annabelle couldn’t help but glance at her. The woman was wearing a red hotel uniform skirt set, with an alluring figure, good looks, and a refined demeanor—clearly more polished than the average staff member.Normally, Annabelle would appreciate a pretty girl with a quick glance and move on.But this woman made her frown—and made her stay in the living room instead of heading back to the bedroom after finishing he
Annabelle’s face flushed bright red.What the VP was implying—any adult could understand.She could feel the ambiguous gazes of the others, making her even more embarrassed.Kendrick gave a cold “tsk” and glanced at his vice president. “If you can’t come up with a good idea later, I’m holding you responsible.”“lol, no problem!”he replied heartily.Kendrick looked at Annabelle and smiled. “Come on, I’ll take you to the room.”He took her hand and led her into the bedroom.Once the door closed, Annabelle hurriedly explained, “I didn’t know you were in a meeting—mmph…”Before she could finish, Kendrick had already pinned her against the door, capturing her lips in a deep, heated kiss.Annabelle couldn’t handle such intensity and felt like she was suffocating. She lightly patted his shoulder, signaling him to stop.Kendrick pulled back just slightly, his lips still brushing hers as he whispered, “Anna, I’m really happy you came to see me.”She lowered her head, biting her lip, but he gen
Dereon wore a black baseball cap, head down, looking rushed as he headed toward the boarding gate.He was about to board a flight to North City.His phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he answered, “Young Master, I’m about to board… understood…”At that moment, a familiar figure brushed past him. Dereon paused, frowning as he turned to look back.The crowd was bustling with passengers preparing to board. That fleeting figure was now nowhere to be seen. Had he imagined it?But even if it really was Annabelle, she was walking in the opposite direction of the boarding line, which meant she wasn’t getting on this flight.As long as she didn’t interfere, everything would be fine.He continued the call, “Yes, I’m listening, Young Master… Don’t worry. Tomorrow morning, just wait and watch the news.”After hanging up, he proceeded with the check-in process alongside the crowd.Dereon had booked an economy class ticket. Once on the plane, he turned off his phone and began mentally reviewing ev
Julissa curled herself into the blanket.For Scott, that bar was the place they first met—perhaps even where he fell in love with her at first sight. It was a beautiful memory.But for Julissa, it remained a grey area she had never managed to escape.Whenever she thought about how a stranger had taken her to a hotel that night, how she had lost her virginity there, and might have even been photographed or recorded, her scalp tingled with regret and dread.She used to want revenge on that gigolo, but now, the thing she feared most was encountering him again.She just hoped that incident would stay buried in the past, never to be mentioned again.She held up her left hand in front of her eyes, using the moonlight streaming through the window to look at the ring Scott had given her. She really liked him—loved him—and she hoped he would never find out about that foolish mistake she had made...After leaving the bedroom, Scott went to the dining room. He poured himself half a glass of whis
Julissa looked at him timidly, seemingly wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to start.She bit her lip and carefully asked, “Did you have a fight with Auntie?”“You heard something?”Julissa’s eyes became even more nervous. “Mr. Nichols, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Please don’t be mad…”Only then did Scott realize that he had sounded a bit harsh due to his anxiety, and it had clearly scared her.“Fool, I’m not blaming you.” He pulled Julissa into his arms. “What did you hear?”“I just heard you say that when Julian had a high fever as a child, you took him to get an IV and stuff…”Scott let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like Julissa had only heard the latter part.As long as she didn’t hear the earlier part.Earlier, when he arrived at the apartment building, he had deliberately tricked her, saying he wasn’t coming back, just to play a joke on her—but he ended up scaring her to tears.That’s when he realized that Julissa had been hurt before by Liam and lacked a sense of se
Julissa immediately said, “I’ve got a great memory, Mr. Nichols, so don’t you go back on your word.”“I won’t. I’ll give it to you in a bit.”Julissa had been eagerly waiting for so long, but he was still teasing her. She wasn’t happy about that. “Mr. Nichols, if your ‘little surprise’ isn’t worth at least a few hundred thousand, you’ll owe me big time for all this waiting.”Scott chuckled, “Isn’t that a bit low of a bar? Just a few hundred thousand is enough?”Julissa ignored him. To a capitalist like him, money was just a meaningless number—completely irrational. What she really wanted to know now was: what exactly was this surprise gift?Since he said he’d give it to her later, it had to be a physical item.“Mr. Nichols, just let me see it now, please? Why wait? I’ve been waiting all night!”But no matter how she pouted or pleaded, Scott stayed calm and composed. He simply said, “Be good. I’ll give it to you once we’re in bed.”Julissa started wondering—what kind of gift could only
Julissa cast a sidelong glance at the takeout bags. One large box of fried chicken, two cans of premixed peach cocktails—her favorite—and… a bowl of Frozen yogurt?Wait. Frozen yogurt?She remembered eyeing it longingly when they passed that shop on the way home. She hadn’t said a word though, especially once Mr. Nichols had already driven past. She hadn’t had the heart to ask him to turn back.But clearly, he’d noticed.Looking at Scott again, the fury in her heart had significantly waned.He pulled out the yogurt and looked at her with an arched brow. “Not eating, huh?”Julissa huffed and turned her head away dramatically.As if she'd surrender to the wicked capitalist for just a bowl of yogurt.Scott shrugged, “Guess I’ll eat it, then. Can’t let it melt. Would be a waste.”She rolled her eyes inwardly. As if he—Mr. Perfectionist—would ever stoop to eating something as common as a street snack.But then… he actually started eating it.Julissa's brows furrowed as she peeked at him. H