“Everything is only about your profit. What about me? What will I get if I marry you? You should know that marrying you is the same as sacrificing my life and my future.” Blakely said haughtily. One way that Nickson wouldn't look down on her too low was to be arrogant in front of him to show him that she had the self-respect to be respected. “You will be Arthur's mother. There is no reason for you to separate from him again. He will call you mom. Isn't that a fair deal?" "That doesn't sound fair enough. I honestly love the idea that Arthur will be my son. But will the marriage last long? You don't love me, do you? You can't live with a woman you don't love as your wife." Nickson smirked. The tired expression on his face instantly turned into a cunning look that looked passionate. “You forgot that I had lived with Rebecca for five years. You think I won't be able to live with you as my wife?” Blakely's body swelled with a strange, tingling sensation. T

Blakely's breath hitched. Nickson suddenly stood up and pulled his hand to get out of her seat to walk to a small stage whose right side was already filled with several musicians who had been playing live music for all of them. Blakely's footsteps faltered slightly as she followed Nickson onto the stage. She didn't know that Nickson would propose to her in the right way and not just the words of marriage he threw out last night. Nickson gently took Blakely's hand towards the stage. His other hand wrapped around Blakely's waist possessively. He then led Blakely to stand on stage and face his entire family tonight. “You didn't tell me you were going to do this,” Blakely whispered nearby. She tried to keep the expression on her face nervous and shy in front of the entire Nickson family. “This marriage is too soon for us. And Blakely must be nervous. But I want her to know that I never mess with her." Blakely wanted to applaud Nickson's prowess in acting.

“Alessia Johnson. You remember her, cousin? You were once the happiest couple in the world. Oh, I'm sorry Blakely, I didn't mean to make you jealous." Steven feigned concern in Blakely's presence. His grin was as rotten as that of the evil fox in Arthur's storybook. Blakely smiled gently, completely unfazed by Steven's words. But she could feel the muscles in Nickson's hand tighten next to hers. "Hey Nickson, congratulations on your marriage." "Thanks. Sorry, we had to say hello to our other guests. Please enjoy the party.” Nickson stiffly dragged her feet and hugged Blakely by the shoulders tightly. He could feel his blood churning inside him. The anger that he thought had left his life all those years ago still lingers and only flares up when the woman returns and appears in front of him. "You okay?" "Don't ask anything now," Nickson retorted. Now Nickson had returned to being the cold and rude Nickson she had met the first time she visited his house. She was sure that all of

“The atmosphere is very calm and comfortable. It reminds me of like forty years ago.” “Time flies really fast, doesn't it? Arthur, don't go too far honey!” Hulya suddenly turned to Arthur who started walking away to chase the butterfly. As soon as he heard the call from his grandmother, the boy immediately stopped and smirked at his grandmother's worried reaction. "I'm going to play ball around here." “You worry too much about your grandson. He's a boy, you can give him more room to explore." “I think it's been a habit since Nickson was his age. I followed Nickson wherever he went. The only thing that is precious in my life since the doctor told me I can't have another child besides him. I was always afraid of losing Nickson and being overprotective of him.” "You're weird. Usually, things like that are done by a father.” “Jonathan was even very loose on Nickson. He let Nickson play very far from home when we gave him a bicycle

This was a surprise he had not expected at all. This lunch invitation seemed to trap him and suffocate him. Representatives from the companies that are his current business partners are people he doesn't expect to be around. He should have asked Harriet to dig deeper into the company and find out who was at lunch today. Steven smiled slyly at Nickson as he pretended to place the napkin on his lap. Seeing how angry Nickson was when he saw him appear in this restaurant with Alessia, made his heart fill with overflowing happiness. He would not let his damn cousin win the competition between them. Nickson already owned a company and became successful at a young age. He shouldn't have been blessed with a beautiful wife as well as a very handsome and smart son like Arthur. Everyone in the Darragh family secretly admired Nickson more than him. Even his parents always compare him with Nickson in every aspect. His mother was nagging after dinner a week ago, scolding him because he doesn't hav