Semua Bab Second Chance at Love: From Divorcee to the Billionaire's Bride: Bab 651 - Bab 660

Goofy has remarkable patience. Despite Doggo pestering him every day, he hasn’t left him covered in bites. I patted Goofy’s head and apologized, “Next time Doggo bites you, feel free to swat him a few more times—he needs to learn his lesson.”Goofy lifted an eyelid to look at me. I could have sworn there was a look of resignation in his eyes. When I tried to look more closely, he had already closed them again, exuding that lazy vibe that was uncannily like Luke’s when he rested with his eyes closed.I glanced at Doggo. People say pets resemble their owners, but I’m not sure how he ended up with this much mischief!After spending the last few days together, Doggo and I had returned to our old routines. After walking Goofy, I brought him back and then took Doggo home. Doggo was hesitant at first, but once we left the gate, he trotted happily beside me. To reward him for coming along, I walked him around for another half hour.Just as I was ready to head home, Luke’s car came into vie

So, Annette’s dismissal had something to do with this? “We had Jacob thoroughly checked out, and the doctor determined he could stop the medication. Annette only kept him on it because she didn’t want the hassle of taking him to get checked regularly,” Mrs. Stewart insisted.She was convinced that Annette hadn’t done her job well, and nothing I said would change her mind. “Before you reunited with him, could you have imagined he’d been cared for this well?”“Annette was paid to do her job, and I already thanked her. I even gave her a sum of money when she left Johnsonville.”True care can’t be measured by money. Her attitude made me look down on her even more.We’d booked seats in economy class, with seats far apart. I was grateful for the distance, as I could avoid the headache of dealing with them.During the flight, I tried to think of a way to keep them from meeting Penelope once we reached Sharonville.Five hours later, we landed at Sharonville Airport. While collecting ou

The resort was surrounded by tall coconut trees, blocking much of the view. About thirty meters away, I noticed a crowd of people, and every so often, I heard girls screaming excitedly.“Is that where the filming crew is?” I pointed toward the crowd. “Let’s go check it out!”I picked up my pace, hoping to find Penelope before Mrs. Stewart did, and made my way to the gathering spot. The crowd was packed several layers deep. I glanced over at a guy holding up his phone, recording a video.His phone had good resolution, and I could clearly see a surfing competition happening on the water. For safety and fairness, there was a cordon around the area, so spectators could only watch from a distance. The girls’ screams earlier had been for the surfers showing off some impressive moves.I was about to leave when I noticed that the girl next to me had a phone wallpaper of Jethro from his movie A Step Away. Excited, I asked, “Are you a fan of Jethro?”“Yes! I’m a fan of his looks. Are you

The girl reached for the photo in Jacob’s hand. He treasured that photo, and when she tried to take it, he hid it against his chest. Recognizing me, though not very well, he instinctively moved closer to me.I stepped in front of him and said to the girl, “Stop making things up.”“Then I’ll just call it a rumor,” she shrugged, glancing down at the photos she’d taken of Jacob. “He’s quite photogenic.”“Hand over those photos,” I demanded.Jacob’s pale skin and innocent eyes, untainted by the outside world, gave him a vulnerable appearance that could easily evoke sympathy. If this story went public, fueled by the girl’s slant, it could quickly spiral, with fans and strangers alike sympathizing with Jacob and condemning Penelope. The backlash would be overwhelming.The thought of Penelope being dragged into this, facing unjust criticism, made my voice colder. “Those are photos I took; why should you keep them?”“He has a guardian. If you use those photos for commercial purposes, his

"Even if years down the road Jacob can no longer work with Hanque due to his capabilities, Mr. Walker will still take care of him," I assured her.Mrs. Stewart didn’t respond.“Relationships can’t be forced. Instead of risking a complete fallout, why not keep things as they are now?”"I believe in the goodness of people," she replied, which sounded contradictory given her clear distrust of Luke's character.Then it hit me—she trusted Penelope. She hadn’t let go of the idea of Penelope caring for Jacob.Seeing her stubbornness, I searched for words to dissuade her but found none. I clutched my head and stumbled slightly before falling toward her. She instinctively caught me. "Miss Middleton, are you feeling unwell?""I feel dizzy, short of breath, and I can’t seem to get enough air," I replied, moving my hand from my head to my chest and gripping her sleeve with my other hand. "Please, call an ambulance."She dialed emergency services, and within minutes, the ambulance arrived.