From the moment she discarded the gun, Emma had silently positioned herself in front of Flora, mentally preparing to sacrifice herself in protection. Without a word, Winky picked up the gun and threw himself out the window. His figure disappeared into the solid black night, as though he had never appeared. Emma dashed to the window to shut and latch it, finally sighing a breath of relief. "Miss, that was a daring move! Do you realize my heart was in my throat the entire time?" Emma feigned wiping sweat from her forehead. "Emma, why do you know martial arts? Also, why do you call me 'Miss'?" Flora asked straightforwardly, with an assured follow-up: "You're not an ordinary housemaid." Such skills couldn't possibly be attained without years of training. She didn't have the chance to ask while Winky was there. Now that the immediate danger had passed, she turned her doubtful gaze towards the person beside her. Emma casually confessed: "I'm indeed a housemaid, but also a bodyguard. I'
Selena furrowed her brow, her disdain growing ever more profound: "You piece of trash! Cowardly and useless! Unable to deal with a single woman! What good is a worthless cur like you to me? I should have never trusted you from the beginning! So-called killer without batting an eye, extraordinary martial skills… Damn it! Nothing but a piece of garbage!" The more she spoke, the more furious she became. Anger ignited like a raging fire, consuming her rationality. "Get out! Get out of my house!" "Ding dong..." The sudden ring of the doorbell interrupted, the conflict paused from one side. Selena took a few more steps, her body shivering as she peered through the peephole. Outside stood a somewhat familiar man. Selena shoved Winky's arm, causing his body to sway: "Get out of sight! It's someone from Matthew!" She absolutely could not let Matthew's people know about Winky's existence. "Miss White, are you still sleeping?" The implication being she had kept the outsider waiting too lo
“By the way, Boss, you mentioned Flora was attacked. Our men reported a sudden appearance of a 14-15 year old kid by her side. That night, the kid protected Flora and seems to have earned her trust.” A mere teenager, yet capable of defeating Selena's guards. A force not to be underestimated. In an intricate dance of elegance and subtlety, if the Whites were just an ordinary influential family, it would be one thing. But their association with the underworld was unnerving. Winky, their bodyguard, had skills which undeniably placed him among the upper echelon of talents in this clandestine world. Matthew furrowed his brows: "Have we investigated?" He asked, albeit without holding out much hope. A force capable of producing someone like that certainly had the capacity to conceal all pertinent information. As expected, his subordinate shook his head: "We've looked into it, but there's not a shred of evidence. It's as if the kid just appeared out of thin air." He pondered before sugg
There were more people waiting in line outside the ultrasound room than Flora had expected. She had to wait for a long time before her name was called. The city hospital was always overcrowded at this hour. Doctor's appointments could be scheduled in advance, but clinical... The ultrasound room had a clear priority, giving preference to serious patients, the elderly, and children. Without a choice, the number of ultrasound rooms and doctors were limited, and the only option was to wait. "If I had known, I would've taken you to a private clinic. Waiting like this, who knows when our turn will be." the worry on Patrick's face did not fade a bit. He paced restlessly. Flora grabbed Patrick's sleeve, stopping his incessant pacing, she weakly smiled: "You're the one who said the doctors at the city hospital are more reliable than those at the private clinics. Don't stress so much, it's actually a good thing that we're not prioritized." Not being prioritized meant that her condition was
“You're up?” The tall man sitting on the sofa sprang up. “Patrick?” After a moment of surprise, Flora remembered that Patrick had mentioned he would take her to the hospital: “You... are you early?” She was a bit flustered. The apartment where Flora was staying was very close to the city hospital, she had already made an appointment the previous day, so she could go straight to her check-up upon arrival. “The fetus is about six weeks old. Tension and mild abdominal pain in the early stages of pregnancy are completely normal and nothing to worry about. You should drink plenty of water, split your meals, elevate your pillow when sleeping, if your stomach is tense next time, you can apply a warm compress…” The doctor rattled off a list of precautions for early pregnancy. Flora's eyes widened, she could hardly believe what the doctor just said: “Are you saying... I'm pregnant?” "Indeed." The doctor nodded nonchalantly: "It's just the start of the pregnancy, the body is merely showin
"Honey, why do you look so weary?" The voice deliberately exuded sweetness, so saccharine it was nauseating. Matthew's face looked as though he had heard the buzz of a pesky fly. He waved his hand dismissively: "What do you need from me?" "Honey, what's wrong with you? I'm your wife, can't I miss you? Do I have to have something to ask you every time I look for you..." Selena snuggled up to Matthew, whimpering: "I've missed you... You've been away for so long, and you're not being affectionate with me at all..." While outwardly she appeared sweet and soft, inwardly she was gnashing her teeth. She despised Flora to the point of madness, if not for her, why would this man be so cold towards her? She was supposed to be his wife! His legally married wife! Yet, there was no warmth in his eyes when he looked at her. Each time she saw his empty, emotionless eyes filled with icy disdain, she wished she could kill Flora instantly. "Don't say such nauseating things." Matthew frowned, wh
Cold eyes observed the child who appeared out of the blue, carrying an array of things. He looked her up and down, then down to up. Then he turned to Flora: "Where did you pick up this little one? She looks so tiny, can she even cook?" Flora was torn between laughter and tears. She'd never imagined the first thing Matthew would care about when seeing Emma would be this. Before she could reply, Emma dumped her belongings, planted her hands on her hips, puffed her cheeks at the man before her: "Listen here, mister, I cook really well. But it's not your turn to eat... hmph!" Matthew ignored the little girl, lowering his voice to ask Flora: "This helper of yours... doesn't she bother you, being a third wheel between us? Such a glaring light bulb..." "We're not just the two of us, there are two more children." Flora shrugged: "Don't tell me you've forgotten about our kids?" Truthfully, this meeting wasn't spontaneous, it was planned beforehand. Matthew had always wanted to take Flo
The man's deep dark eyes outside flashed a dangerous light. He tilted his head, retorting: "If not welcoming me, then who are you welcoming? Patrick next door, perhaps?" If he's already next door, then let him stay next door forever. He wouldn't allow any other man to approach his woman. In an instant, Flora turned pale, mouth agape, but not knowing what to say next. This man was too possessive, and today he was not in a good mood, the slightest careless word could spark a bullet. "Since I'm here, are you really going to leave me outside?" Flora frowned at him: "Don't push me, or I'll have you 'dealt with'!" As soon as she finished speaking, she gestured across her neck in a slicing motion. Matthew laughed, before he could reply, a sweet feminine voice echoed from behind: "Auntie, who exactly are you planning to 'deal with'?" Flora's beautiful face froze, a big question mark appearing on it. Who was this girl? Why was she interfering in her conversation with Matthew? The gir