The thug, clearly realizing he couldn't defeat Marvin, became desperate and turned his murderous intent toward Annabelle.
Just as the blade was about to pierce her throat, Marvin stepped in front of her, wrapping his arms around her and shielding her with his back.
Annabelle heard the sickening sound of the knife plunging into Marvin's back and the pained grunt he made.
"Marvin!" she cried out in shock.
The thug yanked the knife out quickly, and Annabelle could smell more blood in the air.
The thug staggered back a couple of steps, breathing heavily, as though he were frightened. Then, he turned and ran, stumbling off into the distance.
Annabelle didn't have time to care about the thug. "Let me see... your injury."
She needed to check the wound so she could try to stop the bleeding.
Marvin, however, just held her tighter and forced a weak smile. "Anna, you’re worried about me."
"... Stop talking," she snapped, clea
Annabelle suddenly woke up with a start. The white ceiling and the strong smell of disinfectant made her realize she was in a hospital.Why had she dreamed such a thing?Could it be that, deep down, she had begun to waver a little toward Marvin?But she quickly dismissed the thought.Of course, she knew that Marvin had been trying to make up for his mistakes at the engagement banquet, hoping to be with her as husband and wife. But the past was the past.She already had Kendrick by her side, and there could never be anything between them again.Once someone's heart is taken by another, even the best of others can only be met with a regretful "thank you, I'm sorry."But where was the person who had taken her heart right now?Looking around the room, it was a private one, and she was the only one there.She rubbed her temples and struggled to sit up, glancing over at the bedside table.It only held her personal belon
Kendrick felt both guilty and heartbroken. He didn’t say much, but went directly to the hospital room.By the time he arrived, Annabelle had already fallen asleep.Kendrick sat at her bedside, staring at her pale face, his heart aching.He gently stroked her face, thinking to himself that this time he hadn’t been by her side. She must have been terrified. Waking up and finding him absent—she must be even more heartbroken now.The thought tightened his chest.He placed the supper he had brought for her on the bedside table and glanced at the things there.Three shopping bags, bloodstains on them. The blood must have been from Marvin.Just the thought that when Annabelle was in danger, he hadn’t been there, while Marvin stepped up instead, left Kendrick feeling frustrated.But then, his gaze fell on the brand of the shopping bags. It was the same brand of shoes Annabelle had wanted to buy.He couldn’t help but smile helple
Kendrick's pupils contracted slightly. After a brief silence, he spoke coldly, "No matter what you know about Emilia, it won’t threaten me. Don’t think that just because you know about her, you can ruin my relationship with Annabelle."He paused for a moment, stood up, and added, "After all, you’ve already lost your place."Without glancing at Marvin, he turned and walked out of the room.He hadn’t expected Marvin to know about Emilia, but there was nothing for him to be afraid of. After all, he had planned to let Annabelle meet Emilia at some point anyway.Kendrick returned to Annabelle’s room, finding her still asleep. He took off his jacket and hung it on the coat rack.Sitting down beside her bed, he was about to check if the supper he’d brought was still warm when he noticed a small detail that made him raise an eyebrow.When he had placed the food earlier, the direction of the box wasn’t like this. It had obviously been moved.T
The little woman nodded against his shoulder."Are you mad at me?"She didn’t answer, just remained in that position.Kendrick patiently explained, "The reason I didn’t come to see you right away was because I had to deal with the assailant. The situation was complicated and required me to step in. I called the hospital and they said you were fine, just resting, so I went to the police station first."As she listened to his explanation, Annabelle’s lips slowly curled into a smile.Kendrick couldn’t see her expression, but he could feel the subtle shift in her mood, even though she remained silent."In fact, when I first heard you were in the hospital, I almost panicked. My heart was definitely racing at 280 beats per minute."As he continued talking, his words turned a bit more playful, and Annabelle couldn’t help but hit him lightly on the shoulder, wanting to pull away from him.But just as she t
Annabelle tilted her head slightly and said firmly, "I don't think you would lie to me."Kendrick smiled. "Why do you think that?"He picked out the shrimp wontons from his bowl, as the pink shrimp was easy to spot, and he knew she liked that flavor.Annabelle looked at the wonton he handed over, then returned a different one of another flavor."Stop giving them to me. Didn’t you skip lunch?" she said."I was just worried you’d say I don’t care about you," he teased her playfully.Annabelle pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed for having acted childishly earlier, her cheeks turning a bit pink."Who told you to take so long to come see me…" she mumbled.Kendrick chuckled and gave her another wonton. "You still haven’t answered me. Why do you think I wouldn’t lie to you?""Because you treat your bodyguards and assistants so well, how could you be heartless to the veterans of th
Annabelle let out a small "Eh?" with a hint of panic.Before Kendrick arrived, she had dreamt that she was engaged to Marvin. In the dream, he was tall and handsome, and when they danced together, his gaze was tender. For a brief moment, she felt a tiny flutter of affection, thinking that maybe her fiancé wasn't so bad after all.Of course, it was all just a fleeting moment.Because soon, the "old fox" Kendrick showed up, questioning her: "I’ve risked my life to save you, so why are you giving yourself to Marvin?"That single line shattered her illusion and woke her up immediately."You’re even monitoring what dreams I have now?" she asked, trying to understand how he knew about it.Kendrick furrowed his brow, then pulled her waist toward him, hugging her tightly."You dreamed about that guy again?" He glared at her, his tone laced with danger.Annabelle flinched a little."But I dreamt of you too," sh
Annabelle knew that Kendrick didn’t like hearing about Young Master.But if she kept hiding things from him, like she did last time when she went to meet him without telling him, it would only deepen the tension between them. She didn’t have anything to hide, so she decided to just lay it out there. Of course, if he didn’t want to hear it, that was fine too.Kendrick took her hand, his tone calm. "Go ahead, what’s going on with your Young Master?"His slightly teasing tone didn’t sound particularly upset, which eased Annabelle's worry.So she continued.She explained that last time at the amusement park, when Young Master gave her some medicine again, she felt grateful. He had told her that next month was his birthday, and if she really wanted to thank him, she could join him for a birthday dinner. Young Master rarely asked anything of her. In the past, he had saved her life and taught her medical knowledge, so this sm
Several hours earlier, after Julissa and Annabelle parted ways, Julissa was about to take the subway home when she received a call from her boyfriend, Zane.He wanted to invite her to a midnight movie.It was something Julissa had once told him—she dreamed of watching a late-night movie with the person she loved, then walking home together under the moonlight. Her inner romantic had always longed to do this, but it had never come to fruition. It seemed Zane remembered her words.Since Dr. Carter was free that evening and Julissa had just finished shopping, she was still in the mood for a bit of fun. She immediately agreed.The cinema was in another shopping district, so Julissa decided to take a taxi.As she stood by the roadside trying to hail a cab, all the cars were occupied. Just as she was starting to freeze, a black Maybach pulled up in front of her.The window on the passenger side rolled down, and she saw Scott sitting in the d
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