Semua Bab I wish it were you: Bab 1441 - Bab 1450

At that moment, Kendrick had already started the car and pulled out of the parking spot. The vehicle quickly rolled up in front of her and came to a stop.Annabelle opened the passenger door and got in.Kendrick glanced at her. “What were you just talking about? You don’t look too happy.”She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact. “Nothing important.”Suddenly, Kendrick leaned over, prompting Annabelle to frown. “What are you doing?”Kendrick fixed his gaze on her and pulled the seatbelt across her body, fastening it for her.Realizing she might have overreacted, she pressed her lips together. “I forgot.”“You were away from me for just a moment, and it’s like your soul left your body.”“I just don’t like talking to Damien.”Kendrick half-joked, “Anna, your emotional resilience needs some work.”She didn’t respond.Kendrick didn’t know that her discomfort with Damien wasn’t because of his past assassination attempt on him, but because of what he had just said—words that made her deep

Kendrick burst out laughing.Annabelle continued to glare at him. “What are you laughing at? I’m being serious here.”“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” Kendrick quickly soothed her, patting her back and stifling his laughter. “I know you’re feeling bad, but seeing you get jealous over me makes me really happy. I just couldn’t help it.”That cheeky tone made Annabelle land a punch on his chest.“Ow! Anna, why do you always hit me?”“Because you deserve it.”Kendrick chuckled. “With your tiny strength, it’s more like you're flirting.”Her face turned red. “You want me to flip you over my shoulder, would that be more satisfying?”“No need to even try. You wouldn’t be able to.”Annabelle lunged to pinch his wrist, only to have her hand instantly caught by his.“I taught you so many self-defense moves and you forgot them all? And now all you do is throw tiny punches at me?”Was he asking for a beating?Fine. Easy fix.Annabelle raised her knee toward his stomach, but before it made contact, her thi

Aunt Mayer’s mother refused to reconcile, so Kendrick wanted to talk to Aunt Mayer directly. But her mother wouldn't allow them to contact each other unless they went straight to register their marriage.He gradually realized that the once-simple Aunt Mayer had changed.He didn’t know what the mother and daughter had gone through over the years, but now, Aunt Mayer only wanted her daughter to become a rich man’s wife.There were probably also some misunderstandings between him and Aunt Mayer, since it had always been her mother mediating between them.Later, he managed to have Jax reach out to Aunt Mayer, and the two finally met.Only then did Kendrick discover a huge misunderstanding between them.Aunt Mayer’s mother had told him that Aunt Mayer’s wish was to marry him.Then turned around and told her daughter that Kendrick had promised, before leaving the country, to come back and marry her after settling some matters.So all these years, Aunt Mayer believed Kendrick truly liked her

“I only have this one precious little treasure,” Emilia said with a smile, gently stroking the baby’s head. “I won’t give you the chance.”“I was just thinking about it,” Kendrick paused, glancing toward the balcony. “Mainly because I’m afraid of Jackson beating me up.”Emilia laughed. “At least you know to be afraid.”With that, Emilia stopped chatting and hurried off into the inner room.Annabelle turned to Kendrick and asked what Jackson did for a living. He looked strong and had a calm, resilient gaze—like someone powerful.Kendrick glanced over at Jackson, who was washing grapes, and replied, “Brother Pei used to do taekwondo. He even won a world championship. Unfortunately, he got injured in a match and had to retire early. After that, he became a rehabilitation therapist.”He added that Emilia met Jackson during her rehab treatment, and that’s how they got together.Annabelle nodded. “No wonder he carries himself differently from others.”They didn’t continue talking about Jack

Annabelle focused intently, her fingers lightly pressing against Emilia’s pulse, examining carefully.After checking both wrists, she seemed to reach a conclusion. She asked Emilia if she was currently breastfeeding.“I am,” Emilia replied. “But mostly I supplement with formula.”Annabelle nodded, then listed a few common symptoms, asking if Emilia had experienced any of them. Emilia answered each question one by one.Afterward, Annabelle asked for a notepad and wrote down a prescription. “You shouldn’t take any herbal medicine while you’re still nursing,” she explained. “But once the baby is weaned, you can follow this formula—just make sure to also keep up with your doctor’s treatment plan. That way, the recovery will be much better.”Emilia thanked her sincerely, her eyes filled with admiration. “Your skills are amazing… I didn’t even mention half of my symptoms and you already knew.”Annabelle gave a modest smile, then offered a few more reminders before preparing to head out and