★★★The game began with Katherine's word, and everyone else eagerly participated, except Monica, Brian, and, of course, William. Monica got a message at the time. The moment she opened the message, she spotted Jessica, Cornell, and Lucas in the kitchen preparing the cake. Lucas was smiling in Liam's arms, while mother and son were covered in flour since Cornell blew flour in his mother's face and Jessica poured flour on Cornell's head.They were laughing, baking, and most importantly, they were having a great time. The feeling inside her was like leaving here and returning to South Hampton to be a part of this bliss.'Huh!' A bitter chuckle left, remembering that when she was there, her thoughts and emotions were miserable because they kept thinking of Ben. Now that she got the opportunity to stay with him, she felt depressed and alone.The video made her grin, and she reacted with a love sign on that video, her eyes misty with tears.“Well, well, Well! Now it is time for Miss Mo

★★★ "There is no need for an introduction because I feel you will dislike meeting us after today." With a chuckle, one of the men stated, nonetheless, it was scary enough to make one's skin crawl. Monica was well aware that they were up to no good, and by continuing to converse, she was waiting for someone to appear. “Please let me leave; I don't suppose you want to argue with my husband, who is outside," Monica cautioned, clutching the bag next to the tap behind her, with her eyes on the goons, while waiting for someone to emerge. She was unable to run because one of them was standing near the door. “We know who your spouse is, but I doubt he will come this far to help you," the same man said as he approached Monica, who gently opened the zip of her purse and felt her phone in her palm. Despite being aware of her phone, she was not sure she could reach someone without looking at her phone. "Are you hunting for money by kidnapping me?" Monica continued her conversation, hoping th

★★★ Late at night, the old lady suggested Monica drink the milk she was hesitant to drink it, but the lady persuaded Monica by telling her that she had been out in the cold night for a long time and had traveled so far that she could feel uncomfortable the next day. The old lady believed that drinking this milk would provide her with ease before retiring to bed. Despite having accepted it, Monica now found it difficult to drink. Monica ascended the bed and sat close to William's head, carefully placing the glass on the table next to the bed. The doctor had not dressed William but had laid a big, soft blanket over his body to keep him warm, and the fireplace was also extremely bright, so the temperature in the room was very comfortable. In addition to being extremely upset over William's injuries, Monica also took issue with William's silence. He had been warning her all along that her life could be in jeopardy, so why hadn't he mentioned that he was also a target? After examining W

★★★★ “Your father is here!" With a curious murmur, Monica withdrew her gaze from the door and wondered if William's father was aware of what had happened to his son. “No, my grandfather has arrived," William said in a low tone, his thoughts racing to figure out what motive could be behind his grandfather's presence. He was about to visit his grandfather in his place with Monica. "You just need to follow me as I proceed," William said as he released Monica's waist and descended to the bed in order to reach the wardrobe for a change of clothes. "Is he more severe than you are? Will he also annoy me?" With a focused tone, Monica inquired about the outcome of her meeting William's grandfather prior to getting out of bed as well. William's hand plugged up just as it was about to open the cabinet door. He heard Monica's true thoughts, and a tiny smile came to his lips. He pivoted and uttered, "He might be if your attitude doesn't impress you, as he yearns to accept my unexpected marri

★★★ “You sound ridiculous, Grandfather. By the way, I learned that Dad has planned a lavish celebration for your birthday." William quickly shifted the subject after noticing that Monica was rubbing her hands together tensely, seemingly because she was mulling over what his grandfather had said. “Your father cannot make such a large effort without a compelling reason, but I have no notion," William's grandfather responded, furrowing his brows in thought at what Winston was contemplating. As he grew older, he became increasingly concerned about his son's drift away from the proper path. William glanced at Monica's way before directing his gaze to his grandfather and uttering the words, "I don't think Father has any hidden agenda since Father truly loves you." With a sigh, Grandfather said, “Jerry asks you to come over for supper with your wife so he can make dinner for the two of you. Jerry wanted to see your wife. He is too old, therefore I removed him from his job. However, he is