All Chapters of Caress Her, Spoil Her: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

That night, the two of them lay back to back, sleepless until dawn.Just as Lillian Veblen was about to get up, Mo Yuenchen wrapped his arms around her from behind. His hoarse voice whispered in her ear, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while longer."Lillian Veblen's body stiffened, and her eyes flickered with a mix of emotions.She was just moving back to her old place; did he have to act like they were parting forever, as if it were a life or death separation?She quietly took a breath, not pushing him away but letting him hold her for a moment.Her cold body, now enveloped in his embrace, gradually began to warm up."Lillian, promise me that no matter what happens, you won't leave me, okay?" Mo Yuenchen tightened his arms, pulling her closer, his chin resting on top of her head, his deep, magnetic voice pleading."..." Lillian Veblen didn't speak, nestling against his chest, her eyes downcast."I've never begged anyone before, but Lillian, this time I'm begging you, don't

Lillian Veblen's gaze lingered on Armand Coleridge's familiar and handsome features for a few seconds, her expression one of indescribable shock, as if she had not fully awakened from the dream just now.What was going on?How could Armand Coleridge suddenly appear in front of her, having just been in her dream?Following the direction Armand Coleridge indicated with his arm, Lillian Veblen was even more startled.This place turned out to be a grand and opulent cathedral!The traditional and sacred hall, with its majestic porch and vaulted ceiling, featured white marble columns adorned with intricate carvings. A massive cross hung at the front, and the altar below was lit with numerous candles, giving off a sense of sanctity.A red carpet stretched from the entrance to the cross, decorated with red roses, filling every corner of the church with a festive atmosphere.Looking back at Armand Coleridge, he was dressed in a high-end white groom's suit, which accentuated his tall and

"I never expected your forgiveness; all I need is for 'her' to be by my side, even if it's just a substitute. I would be content with that," Armand Coleridge said, his face somber, his thin lips curling in self-mockery, a flicker of gloom passing through his deep, almond-shaped eyes."You?!" Lillian Veblen's gaze froze, a complex mix of emotions surging in her eyes. The feeling of being used and treated as a mere substitute was truly unbearable."We met in Paris. I still remember how cold that winter was in Paris, so very, very cold..." Armand Coleridge's voice, cool and heavy, suddenly broke the silence as he delved into his memories."Back then, I was an illegitimate child. My mother was a dancer in the red-light district of Paris. She was played and abandoned by my father, and she died on the streets of Paris that year. After my mother's death, at the age of eight, I wandered alone in Paris, homeless and always searching for food in the midst of hunger and cold...""That day, it

Lillian Veblen's eyes grew complex and profound upon hearing this.It turned out that Fang Yaru had been raped by her husband's younger brother, and in her distress and self-blame, feeling she had wronged her husband, she instinctively pushed Elliot Coleridge out of the car during the accident, saving his life. Perhaps at that moment, she felt too ashamed to face her husband and wished to end her own life, which is why she saved Elliot Coleridge while sacrificing herself. Although she was later rescued, she remained in a vegetative state, unconscious. Now it seemed that perhaps she simply didn't want to wake up. Faced with her husband, her brother-in-law, and such a complicated family situation, remaining in a coma was perhaps her way of escaping the harsh reality."And my brother, Elliot Coleridge, not long after her death, got involved with Melissa Coleridge, who was then just an obscure actress. That woman used him to advance her career, giving birth to two sons for him. She went

"Everything you've said is just your word. Do you have any evidence?" Armand Coleridge's thin lips curled, his tone still arrogant."Do you consider Nelson Coleridge's testimony as evidence?" Lillian Veblen pressed her lips and looked at him.Armand Coleridge's pupils suddenly constricted, a dark surge flashing in his eyes. "What did you say?""You might not know this, but before Nelson Coleridge was sentenced, he sent me an email! It contained all of your conspiracies... and, of course, evidence of your crimes..." Lillian Veblen's gaze met his directly, her lips curling into a mocking smile."That's impossible!" Armand Coleridge's handsome face darkened, instinctively refusing to believe it."Why is it impossible? The email was set to be sent with a delay. In fact, Nelson Coleridge had anticipated that you would frame him, so before he was arrested, he wrote everything down and set the email to be sent automatically. I received it just before he was taken away and sentenced." Lil