Kendrick didn’t respond to her words. Instead, he simply wiped away her tears.Ryan was indeed a ruthless man. He had merely hidden that side of himself from her, showing her only his gentler facade.If she found out that the person she had trusted and admired so much was actually as terrifying as a demon, would her beliefs crumble? Would her trust in others shatter once again?Kendrick didn’t mind if she kept a special place in her heart for “Young Master.” But he couldn’t bear to let her discover a truth that would overturn everything she knew.And now, a new worry had surfaced—if he told her that Young Master was actually Ryan, would she naively try to confront him?The price of making a deal with the devil was something neither of them could afford, Anna…A thousand unspoken thoughts swirled in his mind, but he couldn’t voice any of them. Instead, he turned to gaze out the window.The night was pitch black, obscuring everything from view. Only the sound of the torrential rain and
Annabelle continued explaining that while repeated infections in the wound might not be immediately fatal, modern medical treatments could only slow down the deterioration.However, the wound would never fully heal. As the area of necrosis expanded, the pain would become unbearable, forcing the victim to rely on painkillers.Once the body developed a tolerance to painkillers, the relentless combination of pain and itching could drive a person insane.To endure such suffering, one might have to resort to stronger sedatives, and once dependency formed, they would be no different from an addict.Even then, the wound would continue to fester. Eventually, after prolonged drug abuse, the body would begin to collapse.This was a slow and cruel method of killing.As she spoke, she quickly wiped the back of her hand across her eyes, clearing her tear-blurred vision.Pointing at his wound, she told Kendrick that from the odor and the way the tissue was deteriorating, she could confirm that trac
Kendrick hadn’t used much force earlier. In fact, he could never bear to actually hurt her. He had only flicked her forehead as a small punishment for being too smug about her medical skills.After a brief pause, he asked, “Did Gauge do this?”Annabelle pouted and nodded. While disinfecting the small knife, she said, “He flicked my forehead, so I flicked his. But mine didn’t hurt, while his did—so I ended up with a lump. And when I was running, I even cut my foot…”So that was what happened!Kendrick was furious. His chest tightened, and he coughed violently.With each cough, blood seeped from his wound. Annabelle quickly patted his back to soothe him.“There’s no need to get so worked up—it was just playful teasing.”How could he not be worked up?!Kendrick thought, My precious little rabbit—how could I let just anyone flick her forehead like that?Just imagining the scene made his jealousy flare uncontrollably.Without hesitation, he grabbed his phone and called Jaime.“Cancel Gauge
“Alright…” Annabelle gritted her teeth and forced herself to carry on, carefully scraping away the necrotic flesh from Kendrick’s wound. To ensure it was thoroughly cleaned, she didn’t hold back.Kendrick never uttered another sound of pain after his initial reaction. While she focused entirely on treating him, he concentrated solely on her—watching her intently. Only by keeping his eyes on her could he distract himself from the pain.She truly had a strong stomach. To be able to handle such a gruesome wound…Or had she seen something even worse before?As he gazed at her delicate features, it was hard to imagine that she had once survived a fire. But he knew that behind her ear, there was a burn scar. Anna had told him that it was an oversight during her treatment—otherwise, it wouldn’t have scarred at all.She finished cleaning one wound, but there was still another. She needed a short break—and clearly, so did Kendrick.He had broken into a cold sweat, so Annabelle handed him a cup
After some time investigating Anna’s past, Kendrick had gathered more and more information.Though there was no concrete evidence, the pattern of her experiences pointed to a chilling conclusion—someone had been trying to kill her since she was just a child.But why?What kind of threat could a little girl possibly pose that warranted such ruthless attempts on her life?Kendrick had once suspected her parents, but while he could see their cold and calculating nature, there was no proof that they had tried to harm Anna—nor any apparent motive.“Are you ready to continue?” Annabelle asked.Kendrick nodded. “Alright.”He didn’t want to dwell on such a heavy topic anymore. There were still many questions he wanted to ask her, but he couldn’t bear to make her relive those painful memories.Anna continued treating his wound with extreme care. She went through three towels, completely soaking them in blood, and nearly an hour passed before she was done cleaning it.Afterward, she helped him
She couldn’t see his expression, only his voice as he said, “Miss Ellie, I understand your feelings, and I appreciate that you like me. But first, Anna and I will never break up. Second, I have no feelings for you, nor do I believe I ever will.”Annabelle: “…”Kendrick, aren’t you being a bit too ruthless?Sure enough, Ellie’s eyes turned red. She said, “It’s unlikely, but still possible, right?”“No,” Kendrick replied calmly. “That was just my polite way of putting it. If you insist on me spelling it out so clearly.”Anna nearly choked.His bluntness made her feel good, but… wasn’t he being a little too cruel?Ellie said, “Even if you don’t like me now, that’s okay. Feelings can develop over time. I just wanted to tell you—I won’t interfere in your relationship, but life is long. If one day you and Ms. Sanchez don’t end up together, I hope you’ll at least look my way.”Anna pressed her lips together.Saying things like that—wasn’t it basically cursing them to break up? How pointless.
Kendrick’s words were filled with ambiguity. Annabelle didn’t even need to think to know exactly what kind of “crying” he was referring to…Seeing her face turn red, Kendrick chuckled and leaned away slightly. “Don’t overthink it. I’m not in any condition for that right now.”“...Who was overthinking?!”“The little puppy was.”For some reason, Annabelle could almost imagine two fluffy ears popping up on top of her head…A Private EscapeThat morning, the entire production crew left the island. Jaime left with them, but Jax stayed behind.Kendrick needed someone he trusted back in the company to keep him updated on everything and assist with remote work.Once everyone was gone, Annabelle and Kendrick left too.But they didn’t leave the Maldives. Instead, they boarded a seaplane to another island.As they neared their destination, Kendrick pointed down and said, “That’s where we’re going.”Annabelle looked down at the ocean.A crescent-shaped island lay quietly on the water’s surface, l
Kendrick’s kiss carried the fresh scent of the sea breeze and the warmth of the summer sun. His tongue traced her lips with tender precision, and when he finally pried them open, his dominance left her whole body weak.Annabelle felt like a scoop of ice cream melting in his arms—bit by bit, he consumed her.And he truly did consume her.She didn’t know when it happened, but at some point, she found herself lying flat on the bed.She didn’t know when, but at some point, her dress had slipped down to her ankles.And without any warning, Kendrick had taken her from head to toe.Her mind turned hazy, as if she were floating on the ocean, rising and falling with the waves he created.By the time she drifted back to shore, she opened her eyes slightly and found Kendrick lying beside her, watching her with a half-smile.He even considerately pulled a sheet over her. “Tired?”Annabelle’s face flushed.She hadn’t done anything, so naturally, she wasn’t exhausted.But the fact that she had no s
No one knew how long had passed before peace finally returned to the bedroom.Sunlight slipped through the curtains, casting soft rays across their bed.A thin blanket was draped over Annabelle, her bare shoulders and arms exposed.She had just woken up, already drained of energy, and now her entire body felt sore and weak—as if all strength had left her.Passion could make one forget their troubles for a moment, but once it faded, all those nagging worries returned, one by one.She lay quietly beneath the faint sunlight, watching the play of light and shadow on the bed, lost in thought.“Still upset about breaking the clay doll yesterday?” Kendrick murmured against her shoulder, planting a soft kiss there.Annabelle gave a slight nod, then shook her head.The doll, with its auspicious meaning, had been shattered—it felt unlucky. But more importantly, the incident made her realize something:She and Kendrick had been together for so long, yet they still didn’t have a child.“Why haven
Annabelle shook her head at the little boy. She could tell he hadn’t done it on purpose, so of course she didn’t blame him.At that moment, the boy’s mother arrived. She scolded her son for misbehaving—how could he run off like that before he’d even learned to stop properly?Then she turned to Annabelle and Kendrick, thanking them and apologizing for the broken item. She asked how much the figurines had cost so she could compensate them.Annabelle didn’t want to fuss over it. “It’s fine,” she said. But the woman insisted—her child had broken someone else’s things and she had to pay for it.The clay dolls weren’t cheap. Kendrick glanced at the mother and son, then casually quoted a price: “One hundred fifty.”The woman immediately transferred the money and even pressed her son’s head down, making him apologize.The boy then said again, “Sorry, uncle… sorry, sister…”The corner of Kendrick’s mouth twitched, and he replied coolly, “It’s okay.”Afterward, Annabelle and Kendrick crossed th
Annabelle suddenly realized that all those rapidly increasing follower counts on her social media—each number represented a real person. And the red bean cake vendor standing in front of her was clearly one of them. This unexpected kindness from a stranger warmed her heart, though it also made her feel a bit embarrassed. No matter what, she decided to pay for the cakes. But no matter what she said, the vendor firmly refused to take her money. There was a line of customers behind her, so she didn't want to keep holding up the queue. Instead, she quickly scanned the QR code, estimated a fair price, and transferred the money to the vendor before leaving with peace of mind. Yet before she’d walked a few steps, the young vendor chased after her, insistently stuffing two extra portions of red bean cakes into her hands. His face was even redder than before. He wanted to look at her, but didn’t dare, scratching his head as he said shyly, “I said I’d give my goddess a freebie, and I me
Linda paused. Marvin couldn’t help asking, “And then?”She snapped back to the present and continued, as if telling someone else’s story.“Luckily, my brother came back. He was a sophomore in college and had just returned home for summer break. He saw that bastard trying to hurt me, grabbed a kitchen knife, and slashed his neck. Blood sprayed all over my face.“He kept hacking at him until the guy couldn’t move anymore. Then he held me and said, ‘Linda, it’s okay now. He’ll never hurt you again.’“After that, my brother was sentenced to death. I was sixteen.“The day he was executed, my grandfather had a stroke and didn’t survive. After the funeral, my stepmother asked for a divorce, and my dad agreed.“The night before their divorce, my dad opened the gas valve. He and my stepmother died of carbon monoxide poisoning.“I spent a month in the hospital but survived. After that… I was on my own. I didn’t really ‘struggle’ in society—I just drifted. Took life one day at a time.“This job
“No way!” Marvin spat out, his voice tight with disbelief. “Anna just finished a jewelry event last night—there’s no way she could be in North City!”“Maybe she flew over after the event?” the reporter offered weakly, desperation creeping into his tone. “Mr. Gregory, if your brother finds out I tried to dig into this… you’ve got to protect me.”“Enough already. I get it.” Marvin snapped, the edge of impatience slicing through his words.“Alright, alright. No time to chat—gotta push the story out before someone else scoops it.” The reporter hung up in a hurry.But he was already too late.Another outlet had already dropped part of the exclusive interview, cleverly holding back the juiciest bits to keep viewers hooked. Within twenty minutes, the full conversation with Kendrick and Annabelle was everywhere.In a private hospital room in Elfhedge, Marvin stared at the news reports, fury radiating off him like heat from asphalt. His phone met the floor with a sickening crack, screen shatte
Annabelle had long known that the reporters were fixated on this topic and would eventually bring it up again.Even though they were blocked from interviewing her at yesterday’s press conference, here they were today.She was just thankful that she wasn’t facing them alone.As for the real reason behind her and Kendrick’s flash marriage, it was simply because she didn’t want to marry a perverted old man, and Kendrick had agreed to marry her because she claimed she could help treat his headaches.Neither of those reasons could be made public. Otherwise, people would assume Kendrick was just a backup plan, and the fact that she knew medicine would be completely exposed.Kendrick might not mind being teased, but if people found out she had medical skills, things would get very complicated.Just imagining it—every time one of Kendrick’s friends or business associates (especially the ones she didn’t like) met her, they'd stick out their wrist without a word and ask for a diagnosis. That wo
After ending the call with Kendrick, Annabelle felt much better.Regardless of how her parents acted, her future was her own. With Kendrick by her side, always considering her needs, she already felt content with her life.Still feeling drowsy, she lay on the bed for a while and ended up falling back asleep. When she finally woke again, it was hunger that roused her.She planned to get up and find something to eat.Looking around, she couldn’t see where her clothes had gone. A white T-shirt, clearly Kendrick’s, was draped over the sofa beside the bed.She got out of bed barefoot and slipped the oversized T-shirt over her head.Kendrick was tall, so the shirt was long enough to cover her hips. Loose and casual.She walked to the dining area and spotted the lunch Kendrick mentioned. She was about to warm it up in the microwave when she suddenly heard commotion outside the door—lots of voices.She vaguely made out someone calling, “Mr. Gregory…”Was he back? She didn’t dare open the door
Annabelle's personal social media account was gaining followers at an explosive rate—so fast it could give someone high blood pressure.For her, this kind of media exposure was obviously a great thing.You could say that Alice had practically sacrificed herself to boost Annabelle’s popularity.Not only did the incident showcase Anna’s personal capabilities, but it also unintentionally promoted Murphy Jewelry—an unexpected wave of free publicity.Under this trending topic, netizens began checking out the pieces shown at Murphy Jewelry’s latest press conference.Many even tagged her: “Supporting Anna! Already bought it!”Similar comments were flooding in.Out of curiosity, Annabelle checked the e-commerce platform authorized by Murphy Jewelry.To her surprise, 80% of the newly released items from the previous night were already sold out.No wonder that last time, when she was being slammed online, Kendrick didn’t suppress the news but instead flipped the narrative and gained popularity
Actually, Kendrick had already grown suspicious when breakfast was delivered.The strange eye contact between the two servers caught his attention, especially the male server who looked somewhat familiar.Previously, when Kendrick was negotiating business with an important partner at a hotel in Elfhedge, Ryan launched a surprise attack. That was also when Anna took a tranquilizer dart for him.During that confrontation, Kendrick vaguely remembered a face just like this—handsome, with thick brows and big eyes. He looked honest and trustworthy, which was exactly the kind of appearance that lowered one’s guard.But Kendrick couldn’t be sure if it was the same person.The call he made to Jaime was to have him investigate the people who had just delivered the food.If it was the same person, then Ryan was making another move against him.As for whether the breakfast was actually poisoned, Kendrick had only suspected it at the time—he wasn’t certain.He also thought, if Ryan really wanted t