บททั้งหมดของ I wish it were you: บทที่ 1501 - บทที่ 1510

Their eyes met. Surprise flashed in her eyes, and then her gaze turned cold.Anthony realized that their relationship was no longer what it used to be. There was already an insurmountable gulf between them.The woman in front of him was no longer the mischievous little girl she once was, the girl who used to sit on his lap and keep kissing his neck.She had grown up, matured, and had long since changed her heart.She was still talking on the phone, but her tone was no longer natural: "I need to pack some things. I'll talk to you later... Hmm, I love you too."She hung up the phone and looked at Anthony: "Is there something you need, Mr. Fisher?"Anthony's thoughts were still lingering on the words "I love you too" just now.Was love such a cheap and casual thing that it could be easily transferred?Those nights, the person who whispered "I love you" in his ear and in his arms, were those words true or false?"Long time no see," Anthony said in a hoarse voice. "Can I come in?"She stoo

Anthony raised an eyebrow. “We just did it a few hours ago, and you're already pregnant?”Lena chuckled. “I’m pregnant with my husband’s child. What does that have to do with you?”Anthony stared at her for two seconds. “You’re lying.”“I have no reason to,” she said as she tried to break free from his grip.But he pulled her hand and led her to the bedroom. He turned on the light and picked up a small pillbox from her nightstand. “Pregnant women still take sleeping pills?”Lena pressed her lips together. “Those are from before. I haven’t taken them since I got pregnant.”Anthony gave a cold laugh. “Do you think I’m an idiot?”“My husband and I are both healthy. Why can’t I get pregnant?”The two stood in a standoff after she said that.Anthony stared into her eyes, expressionless. Whatever he was thinking, it was hard to read. But that gaze, as if it could pierce through her soul, still made Lena instinctively shrink back.She wanted to look away, but in the end, she forced herself t

Lena knew that once he made up his mind, he rarely changed it. Since he was already on the way, she didn’t bother persuading him to turn back. “By the way, did you look at the divorce agreement?”He fell silent for a moment, then said, “Let’s hold off on the divorce for now. My company’s undergoing restructuring. If word gets out about problems in my marriage at this time, it could have a huge impact. If you’re not in a rush, let’s delay it a bit longer.”Lena pressed her lips together.Back then, Baldwin had helped her during a difficult time, giving her the title of Mrs. He and offering her a place to shelter from the storm.Now that Baldwin needed her help, Lena didn’t think she should be selfish.“Alright. Let’s wait, then,” she said.“See you in a bit.”Lena hung up and sighed.Come to think of it, this was the second time they had postponed their divorce.Last time, it was because they had to appear on a show together—one that his company sponsored. Joining him on the show was p

Anthony admitted that after his surgery was successful, the first thing he wanted to do was to get back together with her. But then he learned she had a new boyfriend. Not long after that, she went after Kendrick, and then—she went and got married.Only then did he realize: without him, she had lived just fine.So, he deliberately made headlines with other women—just to show her he could survive just as well without her.Hearing all this, Lena was furious. He had no idea how miserable she had been during that time.As for those boyfriends? Either their features resembled Anthony from certain angles, or they had a similar voice, or a body type like his. The most absurd one—she even approached a man simply because he was also named “Anthony.”She had tried to move on, to escape the pain of a broken heart, but she could never outrun Anthony’s shadow. Those so-called boyfriends? All just a lie she told herself.And as for that later marriage, Lena wasn’t in the mood to explain it to him n

Annabelle nodded, shifted slightly, and sat back-to-back with Kendrick, resting her head gently against his back. She tilted her head up to look at the white clouds in the sky, took a deep breath, and felt a wave of peace and contentment wash over her.After a while, she turned her head to glance at Kendrick, who seemed to still be fiddling with her phone. Smiling, she asked, “Mr. Gregory, are you writing an essay over there?”“Just about done,” he replied casually.Annabelle didn’t press further and closed her eyes to rest.Kendrick had just finished editing a post. After reviewing it and nodding in satisfaction, he hit “publish.”His little bunny was usually too low-key—and still so young. Just by her looks, she could pass for a high schooler around seventeen or eighteen. A few days ago, a family newly moved into their community, just back from overseas, with a teenage son still in high school.Somehow, that boy got Annabelle’s contact and immediately confessed to her, asking her to