All Chapters of I wish it were you: Chapter 1001 - Chapter 1010

Annabelle turned back. "What is it?"Kendrick looked into her eyes. "Anna, you don’t need to be afraid of anything."Just that one simple sentence filled Annabelle’s heart with a warmth only he could bring.So, he had understood all those hidden feelings she hadn’t even voiced.She withdrew her hand from the door handle and bit her lip. "Sometimes I wonder… taking on such a major brand endorsement—am I overestimating myself?""Why would you think that?"Anna’s gaze drifted past the car window, through the hotel lobby’s glass facade, and onto the people inside."Look at them. All the girls sitting in there are exceptional. They’ve worked incredibly hard to get a spot at Lin’s press conference. And me… I’ve only had a little over a month of crash training..."Kendrick sighed, gently brushing his hand over her cheek. He told her those girls were excellent models. After all, only the best in the industry get to walk in a Murphy Jewelry show.But that didn’t mean they were fit to be the br

The article described Ryan, the president of the the Whitney Group, known as "Mr. Whitney"—the latest heir of the Whitney family. Due to poor health in his youth, he was once sent abroad by his uncle to recover in a sanatorium.No one expected this seemingly forgotten heir to return with massive capital and directly replace his uncle as the new president of the the Whitney Group.To this day, this capable young president has never appeared in the public eye, nor has his appearance been revealed. Some say he’s ugly, others say he’s handsome. The mystery surrounding him only fuels more curiosity.Recently, someone obtained a childhood photo of him from his uncles. Judging by that photo, Mr. Whitney was likely a good-looking child.Annabelle stared blankly at the photo after reading the description. The boy in the picture looked about five or six years old. Though he wore a smile, his eyes were melancholic, and his expression was restrained—the kind of smile that felt heavy.What shocked

“I didn’t!” Annabelle responded immediately.“Then why do you look like you just did something bad?”Annabelle didn’t expect him to see through her that easily. With no other choice, she confessed everything.“Really, it’s nothing. I just ran into the Young Master earlier, and he helped me out with something. I was afraid you’d be upset if I told you.”But she *definitely* didn’t do anything to betray him. Besides, she felt completely open and honest when facing the Young Master—nothing to feel guilty about.Kendrick’s gaze darkened slightly. “What did he help you with?”Annabelle sighed. Since she’d started explaining, she decided to tell him everything.“Some people were talking behind my back, and I overheard it. I wanted to confront them, but just then the Young Master showed up and stepped in for me.”Kendrick stared straight ahead, silent for a couple of seconds before asking, “How did he ‘step in’?”“He pretended to be my lawyer...”Annabelle recounted what happened, then cauti

“You guys actually fought before?” Annabelle asked in surprise.Kendrick chuckled. “I was the one who beat him up.”He went on to explain that Sean was Uncle Trey’s little nephew. When Sean was in elementary school, no one looked after him during summer breaks, so Uncle Trey would bring him to the Gregory residence to stay for a couple of months. Back then, Sean was like a stubborn little ox. If Uncle Trey said one thing, he’d argue right back. One time, Kendrick happened to overhear and gave him a good beating. After that, he became much more obedient.Later, when Sean started middle school, he stopped coming around. Years passed, and Kendrick only heard from Uncle Trey in passing that Sean had opened a gym.Come to think of it, it had been over a decade since he’d seen the guy—no wonder he didn’t recognize him at first.Hearing all this, Annabelle couldn’t help but marvel at how small the world was, and how fate worked in strange ways. At the same time, she felt a sense of relief.S

The lighting in the home theater was dim. The plush double leather recliner could be laid flat to form a small double bed. But it wasn’t an actual bed—any movement on it caused it to creak.Annabelle didn’t dare to move much, but Kendrick was unbothered. Holding her by the waist and brushing his lips against hers, he chuckled lowly, “What are you afraid of? It won’t collapse.”She looked at him, the corners of her eyes still wet from tears shed during the movie. She was actually quite tired today. She also remembered explaining just last night that during their efforts to conceive, they shouldn’t be too frequent. But knowing he’d be leaving that night, she couldn’t help but hold him tightly—and soon stopped thinking about anything else.Afterward, Annabelle lay in Kendrick’s arms, a thin blanket draped over her.They lay in silence for a while before Kendrick gently stroked her arm and asked, “Feeling better now?”Annabelle smiled softly but then became suspicious. She half-sat up and