Kendrick's contemptuous glance fueled the small flame in Annabelle's heart even more.She didn't really not want to practice, but sometimes she just lacked some stimulation.Now she was stimulated.From that day on, she started exercising seriously, even though at first she could only lift small dumbbells and could only pedal on the exercise bike for twenty minutes before giving up.But she did start to make an effort, Kendrick watched as she gradually improved, feeling very pleased in his heart.And after exercising, Annabelle's figure looked even better. There were several times when Kendrick almost couldn't control himself, watching her focused on her workout, seeing her covered in sweat and her face turning red.Before we knew it, it was already Spring Festival.The Sanchez family went on vacation to Whiteby. The father symbolically invited Annabelle and Kendrick, but after Annabelle refused, the father did not mention it again.Annabelle was quiet and happy.But this was her firs
Annabelle was distant and cold towards him. The most she would do when they met was nod her head, which was already the limit.Marvin knew that Annabelle no longer trusted him.The more she was like this, the less Marvin wanted to give up, and the more he wanted to be with her.Tonight, he also had a special surprise prepared for her...Marvin stared at Annabelle, who was sitting on the sofa, pouring a cup of coffee for her grandfather.Kendrick said, "I want to as well."So Annabelle shook her head helplessly, as if wondering why he couldn't pour it himself, but even so, she still poured a cup of coffee for Kendrick and handed it to him herself.Kendrick took the coffee cup, gave a suggestive smile, and brushed his finger against the back of her hand.Marvin witnessed this scene of sweet affection and subtle flirtation, finding it incredibly glaring.He wished so much that one day Annabelle would also show him the same expression of disdain, helplessness, and fondness. However, at th
Annabelle was focused, attentive, and observant, analyzing the expressions and gestures of others, calculating the cards. She could be described as extremely serious.Unfortunately, by the time Kendrick finished his phone call and came back, Annabelle had already lost all of his chips and her hair was a bit disheveled."Nothing left at all?" Kendrick raised an eyebrow.Annabelle looked up at him and sheepishly smiled, "I still owed 15 dollars."Kendrick rubbed her hair and said, "It's okay, I'll do it."Annabelle quietly exited the scene, sighing deeply as she watched Kendrick turn the tables on the small poker table. It made her realize that there is indeed a gap between people.Unfortunately, the money Kendrick won is still his own. The few rounds she just played can only be considered as finger exercises.Annabelle was feeling unhappy and decided to go pour herself a glass of water to calm down her disappointed mood.As Annabelle entered the hallway, a maid happened to come in and
Annabelle listened to Lisa's sorrowful tone, but she remained very cautious of her, so she had no intention of saying much to her and continued to walk back.Lisa's words, however, kept coming from behind, and in the quiet night, they were heard particularly clearly.During the days I was hospitalized, many people came to visit me. They all claimed to be my fans, but in reality, the men came to sleep with me, while the women came to enjoy the spectacle. Even the other patients and male doctors bullied me. Every day, I was in great pain and felt like I would rather be dead.She choked up and couldn't continue speaking. Annabelle stopped in her tracks and turned around to look. She saw two lines of tears on her thin face, looking very sad.Lisa was actually very beautiful. After she moved into the mental hospital, it was indeed possible for her to be bullied if she didn't have the care of her family.With this thought, Annabelle couldn't help but sigh.Lisa had a good hand originally, b
Annabelle was good at holding her breath in the water, and she immediately held her breath. Finally, when Lisa also became frozen, Annabelle had a chance to take a breath.She gasped heavily, pushed Lisa forcefully, and quickly distanced herself from the crazy woman.When I looked at the crazy woman again, I saw that she was also on the verge of collapse. After a few seconds, she finally showed her head, but quickly sank again.No matter how crazy Lisa was, she still had the instinct to survive. At this moment, she was struggling in the water and starting to call for help.Annabelle didn't care how Lisa was doing, she just desperately swam towards the shore.Because at that time, the two of them had already been a distance away from the shore.The icy lake water made Annabelle's limbs stiff, but she knew she absolutely couldn't stop swimming, or else she would really be dragged into the water by Lisa and become a water ghost.However, the lake water was too cold and her legs suddenly
Faced with Marvin's mockery and accusations, Kendrick's face darkened, but he did not retort.What happened to Annabelle was indeed his fault, as he didn't take enough precautions and failed to take care of her properly.Grandfather stomped his cane in anger and said, "Kendrick, take Annabelle back to the room and then call Wilson. If the situation is not good, go to the hospital immediately. Marvin, go take a hot shower quickly. Trey, bring people to capture Lisa."Grandfather spoke and no one said anything more. They all left separately.Kendrick entered the elevator, looking at the small woman huddled in his arms, her face pale. He felt even more guilty and heartbroken.However, how did Lisa suddenly run out? How did she manage to sneak into the community?The elevator arrived at the second floor, and Kendrick didn't think any further. The most important thing at the moment was Annabelle's physical condition.After returning to the room, Kendrick placed Annabelle in the oval bathtu
"What's wrong?" Kendrick bent down again, looking at the blushing woman's face."Um, why don't you wash now? We can, together..."With that, Annabelle lifted her eyes and quickly glanced at him, then hurriedly lowered her head again, feeling extremely frustrated.How did Kendrick manage to invite someone to take a bath together? She must have been scared silly by that crazy woman, or maybe her brain froze from the cold water.But it seemed like there was still hope for him to stay.At that moment, all she wanted was for Kendrick to be by her side.Kendrick's eyes deepened layer by layer, when did his proud and aloof little wife ever take the initiative like this?It seems like he was really scared, and it appears that he really started to rely on him?Kendrick's silence made Annabelle feel a little awkward, so she quickly retorted, "I was just kidding. If you don't want to, then forget it..."Kendrick chuckled and said, "What's the rush? You always make me take off my clothes."Annabe
"Don't... how strange..." Annabelle felt so embarrassed in the water.Kendrick gently brushed aside her damp long hair and kissed her fair and smooth back, trailing his kisses along her spine, gradually arousing her.Annabelle remembered the historical romance novel she had read, where the general had to leave on his wedding night and didn't even have time to unveil his bride's red veil. A year later, the bride braved the wind and snow to visit the military camp.On that snowy night, the general carried his young wife into the military tent and ordered someone to heat up water. He then placed the frozen young wife into a wooden tub to bathe and warm herself. Later on, the general also got into the bathtub, and as they continued washing... they proceeded with what was supposed to happen on their wedding night.When Annabelle watched that scene, she also wondered a little bit. How would the general and his wife in the barrel..."Don't want to give it a try?" Kendrick whispered.Annabell
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