로그인During dinner, Joan glanced around the table but didn't see the child anywhere. For some reason, a trace of irritation stirred in her chest."Mrs. Higgins, have your grandson eat with Edward.""Umm…" Mrs. Higgins hesitated, looking troubled. "Miss, Dennis has a cold and a fever. We wouldn't want him to pass it on to the young master.""That's right! We can't let him infect my precious grandson," Cassandra chimed in, lifting Edward into her arms and personally feeding him, her eyes brimming with affection.Seeing how doting her mother was toward Edward, Joan didn't think further on it. Instead, she asked, "Is Dad not coming back for dinner?""He wants to, but the company's in such a mess he's overwhelmed and can't get away."As she spoke, Cassandra cursed silently to herself. Alfred had originally been on his way home, but the moment he heard that his daughter had brought his grandson back, he turned the car around and went straight back to the company.Joan frowned. "Which suppl
Joan was welcomed, not like the owner of the house, but more like a guest."Where's my mom?""Madam didn't know you were coming. Mrs. Higgins was just about to inform her."Joan stopped in her tracks and shot the servant a sharp look."Coming? Am I a guest in this house?"Her voice was icy. The servant paled and hurried to apologize."Miss, I'm sorry—I spoke out of turn.""This is my home. When I return to my own house, I don't need to notify anyone."Taking Edward's hand, Joan walked toward the living room.They had just entered when Cassandra came downstairs."Joan! And this must be Edward!"Cassandra smiled as she approached, scooping Edward into her arms and planting a kiss on his cheek."So adorable. If you hadn't broken off the engagement back then, Edward would have been—"Joan cut her off. "Don't say things like that in front of the child."She handed her bag to a servant and made a slow circuit around the living room, her gaze landing on a photograph of an unfami
"Chris, I need some money. Could you lend me some?"Chris had been preoccupied with Adriana's move. Without a moment's hesitation, he agreed."Alright. I'll transfer it to you.""Thank you."Joan's voice was gentle, but her expression was anything but.Compared to Adriana's thirty-one percent stake, the amount she was asking for was barely worth mentioning.And besides, Dean's assets would inevitably belong to Edward, but Chris's might not.She returned to the living room and smiled at Dean."Edward will be out of school soon. I should head back."After that call from her mother, whatever desire she'd felt earlier had completely vanished.Dean walked her to the entryway and crouched down to help her change her shoes."Did something happen with your mom?""Nothing. She just told me to come home when I have time."Her family asking her for money—it was a blow to Joan's pride. She had always seen herself as the Hill family's precious daughter. It was one thing that her family
Back then, when Joan broke off the engagement, it was because she despised Chris for being crippled. If she had known he was only pretending, she would have lost her mind even more than she is now.Joan let out a scornful chuckle, her lips curling into a cold smile. "Love? At nearly thirty, who still puts love above everything else?""Joan, not everyone is like you—putting benefits first. All right, that's enough about other people. Save your energy for me."Dean scooped Joan into his arms, carried her to the sofa, and pressed her down."I'm not in the mood."Joan turned her face away from his kiss and sat up.Irritated, Dean said bluntly, "They're husband and wife. You're the outsider.""If it weren't for Adriana, Chris would be my husband.""You were the one who looked down on him and took the initiative to break off the engagement. Now that you regret it, you're taking your anger out on Adriana. You're being completely unreasonable!"There had never been any conflict betwee
The day after moving into her new home, Adriana agreed to meet Chris.They arranged to meet at the coffee shop on the ground floor of the Sanctity Research Lab. When Adriana walked down, Chris had already ordered two cups of coffee."Adriana, I'm sorry," Chris said, his voice low, the furrow between his brows never fully relaxing. He hadn't slept a wink all night, yet he didn't look fatigued."Apologies are only useful to acknowledge the harm you've caused me. Beyond that, they're meaningless," Adriana said flatly, dropping a sugar cube into her coffee.For the past six months, the word Chris said most often was "sorry."Saying "it's okay" wasn't easy. Those words had to travel from the stomach to the lips, passing through the heart—it wasn't simple to speak them aloud. One could fool others, but never one's own heart.Chris reached for her hand as she stirred her coffee. "I'll make it up to you… okay?"Adriana lifted her gaze, her tone calm and indifferent. "I want ten percent
From what Adriana knew, Bella would usually either order takeout or hire a chef to come over."I want to kill him!"Bella flopped onto the sofa, ripping the takeout containers into pieces, her fury barely contained."Chris is a monster! He's gone way too far!"Thinking of Adriana's suffering, her eyes reddened with pity."Look on the bright side," Adriana muttered. "From now on, I owe the Slater family nothing."Life had to go on. Adriana refused to let six wasted years ruin the rest of her life. Hating someone was easy, but living every day consumed by that hatred? That was impossible for her. Even if she wanted revenge or wanted to destroy Chris, she knew deep down she couldn't do it.Bella pouted in frustration. "So… you're still waiting until the end of the year to get the divorce?""No rush. I have evidence of him faking his disability. I could divorce him anytime.""Then just do it. Then you can get the hell away from him. The farther away, the better."Adriana sneered.
"You're still interested in intelligent machinery?"Adriana didn't respond. Her attention stayed fixed on the diagrams on her computer screen.She wanted to develop something like intelligent boots—devices that would allow people with disabled legs to walk swiftly the moment they put them on.Bac
"I tripped and fell. It's nothing serious."Daisy smiled, but the movement tugged at the injury on her face, making her wince.Adriana leaned in for a closer look. Besides the bruising, it was visibly swollen."You really have to be careful. You're so beautiful—can't risk damaging that face," Adr
Adriana's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Chris, her emotions tangled and turbulent."I'm the one who was smeared with false rumors. I'm the one who was wronged. So how does this end up being my fault?"What a fine "never mention it again." It sounded fair on the surface, but the favoritism
"Oh—Edward, did you just tap the voice recorder?"Joan snatched the phone away, uneasily glancing at Chris."Chris, I'll delete it right now. Edward was fiddling with my phone while he was eating. Who knew it would record Adriana's words?"Chris said nothing. His expression tightened, his eyes li







