All Chapters of I wish it were you: Chapter 1371 - Chapter 1380

Kendrick believed that Anna was a sensitive little woman—there was no way she didn’t notice he was upset.And once she sensed it, there was no way she’d feel at ease staying inside.Sure enough, just as he was taking a second puff, Anna stood up, said something to Aron, then walked out to the balcony and shut the door behind her.“You’re smoking again?”“I’m pissed. I need one,” Kendrick replied.She frowned, her expression heavy. “Can you not smoke?”He blew out a puff. “Why not?”She pressed her lips together, then said, “Because we’re trying to conceive. Even though my body’s not fully recovered… and I don’t even know if I can get pregnant… we’re still trying. So, can you please not smoke?”When she said “I don’t know if I can get pregnant,” her eyes went red.Kendrick looked at the little bunny’s teary eyes and let out a quiet sigh before finally stubbing out the cigarette.He glanced inside again, and sure enough, Aron was looking back at him with a calm but determined expression

Kendrick scoffed, “Sometimes it’s not the visitors who are being fake—it’s the host who enjoys vanity, who likes being flattered. Those people are just playing to their audience.”Damien liked hearing praise, so naturally people would cater to that.But Kendrick despised that kind of behavior. Anyone who tried buttering him up always ended up being shut down coldly.Over time, no one dared to say empty words in front of him. Everyone just said what needed to be said—nothing more, nothing less.Annabelle nodded seriously after hearing this. “That’s why I like you.”Kendrick raised an eyebrow. “Is that you trying to flatter me now, Anna?”Annabelle meant it from the heart—she really did like him.But… at this moment, she was trying to cheer him up on purpose.Wrapping her arms around his neck, she whispered in his ear, “So, do you like hearing it?”Kendrick’s eyes darkened, and the hand resting on her waist tightened slightly.Obviously, her sweet words were hitting the right spot.But

After the fire, Annabelle had been rushed to the hospital, beginning a long and painful journey of recovery.No one in the family mentioned anything about Little Barton. She only heard from her brother, Raphael, that the firefighters hadn’t found the dog. It was likely, they guessed, that it had already been reduced to ashes.She had believed that too—that Little Barton must have perished. The thought always made her heart ache, even bringing on waves of guilt.If she hadn’t taken Little Barton home, maybe someone else would have. Maybe it wouldn’t have died in that fire.So when she later encountered Barton, and Kendrick saw how warmly Barton acted toward her, he even asked if she had raised a dog before. He said that dogs seemed able to sense when someone had loved one of their kind—they'd become more affectionate.She had shaken her head.Because Little Barton’s death had become a deep knot in her heart—one she could never quite untie, one she never dared to think too much about...

Aron shouted again, “There’s someone in the water! Help!”The fishermen finally snapped out of it and rushed to the deck.That’s how Annabelle was rescued and brought aboard the fishing boat. The vessel went full throttle back toward port, rushing to get the severely dehydrated, hypothermic girl to land and into a hospital. They also contacted her family.However, it was a sea-fishing boat, and the return trip alone took two full days.During those two days, she stayed on the boat—in Aron’s cabin.There wasn’t a doctor on board, but fortunately, Aron’s father was a doctor, and had once forced Aron to study medicine for a while. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the aptitude, and his father eventually gave up on teaching him, focusing instead on training Ryan.Though not well-versed in medicine, Aron at least knew the basics of first aid—more reliable than the other rough fishermen aboard.He took care of Annabelle for those two days and managed to pull her back from the brink of death.Wh

The beautiful woman beside Young Master waved at them.Kendrick gave her a slight nod, and Young Master also turned to look.His gaze lingered on Annabelle for two seconds before shifting to Kendrick.Kendrick glanced at Young Master, then turned to Annabelle and said, “He’s the one who helped me this time.”Annabelle replied, “I saw. But why?”Kendrick paused for a second. “Maybe because there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.”That explanation, Annabelle could understand.But she was more concerned with a small, seemingly insignificant detail:Between Kendrick and Young Master, who had made the first move?Kendrick? He was stubborn. Unless absolutely necessary, he would never go to Young Master for help.Then… could it be Young Master who took the initiative?Young Master was also a proud man, but he was more results-oriented, less likely to be driven by emotion.At one point, Young Master had been manipulated by Damien into trying to harm Kendrick.Was helping Kendric