บททั้งหมดของ You've Got the Wrong Woman, Mr. Lance: บทที่ 1071 - บทที่ 1080

Simon pushed Laura away and headed straight to her small bedroom. Laura's chest heaved with frustration. Simon's possessiveness and need for control were beyond normal. She quickly returned to her bedroom, only to find Simon undressing. "What are you doing?" She turned her back in panic, refusing to look at his bare body.Simon smirked. "I'm going to take a shower, of course. What else?" Laura was dumbfounded. Did Simon think this was his house? How could he be so shameless?But she suddenly recalled his injured hand and couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful. Don't let the wound get wet."There was no response from him. But Laura was sure her voice had been loud enough. So he must have heard her. Laura's mind was a mess as the sound of running water came from the bathroom. She couldn't help but slap herself. How… How could she have kissed him? She should have been firmer.Simon risking his life to save her was nothing more than his overbearing nature, seeing her as s

After all, the bandages wrapped around Simon's hand were impossible to ignore. Fiona arrived in a flurry at noon. When she saw Simon's hand, her heart ached with worry. "What happened?" Fiona asked anxiously. "What's wrong with your hand? How did you get injured? Did you get into a fight? Or was it something else?" Simon reassured his mother. "It's nothing. I accidentally cut myself with a sharp object last night." "A sharp object?" Fiona's heart skipped a beat. "What sharp object? Did you get into a knife fight?" Simon responded calmly, "I broke a glass and cut myself on the shards." Fiona was beyond concerned. "Shouldn't you go to the hospital to have it checked out? This bandaging looks all over the place. Was it even done by a doctor?" "Mom!" Simon guided Fiona to sit down. "I'm not a child. I just visited a clinic near the neighborhood and had it patched up." Fiona didn't have a husband, so her dependence on and concern for Simon was understandable. She wante

But hadn't Simon made it clear? Even if it was something he discarded, no one else was allowed to touch it. Simon wasn't standing up for Laura, he was standing up for himself. While Laura was lost in thought, Patricia stepped forward and grabbed her hand. She pleaded desperately, "Laura, I'm begging you! We were close before. Please talk to Simon and ask him not to push Michel to the brink, okay?" Laura scoffed. "Did you think of our relationship when you pushed my family to the brink or when you sent my father to prison? I believe in karma. And now, it's here to get you." "Yes, our family was in the wrong back then, but we… We had no choice!" Patricia hesitated, too afraid to reveal the secret. She knew Michel's fate would only worsen if the truth came out. Seeing Patricia's reluctance, Laura sneered. "What's this? Are you trying to say you have no choice but to wrong my family? What's next? Are you going to tell me someone held a knife to your throat and forced you to do i

Laura found herself lost in thought, realizing her cooking skills had been honed under Simon's demanding standards. He was extremely picky about food. In an effort to win his favor back then, she had spent countless hours researching his tastes and preferences. Sadness welled up in her heart. These habits, once born out of necessity, had become deeply ingrained in her. How pathetic!Her thoughts were interrupted by Jennifer. "Hey, I didn't even eat lunch today. I'm starving! Could you give me another bowl?" Seeing Jennifer's bowl emptied, Laura teased her as she got more soup. "What? Does Maxwell not let you eat properly? Look at you! It's like you haven't eaten in days!" Jennifer waved her hand dismissively. "Don't even mention it! You have no idea how much Hailey pisses me off! My surgery was originally scheduled for the morning, and hers was supposed to be in the afternoon. But she insisted on cutting in line, saying she had to buy a gift in the afternoon and have dinner at

Simon stood up and glanced at his watch. "It's almost 9:00 pm. I still have work to do so I'll head out first."Fiona stopped him. "What about Hailey? It's late. How can you let a young woman go home by herself?"Before Simon could refuse, Hailey quickly interjected, "Mrs. Moore, I drove myself today. Since Simon has work to do, let him leave."Fiona grew even more pleased with Hailey. She turned to Simon. "See how thoughtful and considerate Hailey is? I won't allow you to mistreat my future daughter-in-law!"Simon forced a smile. "As long as you're happy."With that, he left the house.A sly glint flashed across Hailey's eyes as she said to Fiona, "I'll head out too, Mrs. Moore. I'll visit you soon."Fiona nodded. "Alright, drive safely, and send my regards to your parents when you get home." Hailey left the Moore residence, got in her car, and followed Simon's car. She was determined to find out what exactly Simon was rushing back for. Was it work or was there something el