All Chapters of Live Flesh: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Morgan Byron eventually rushed back to see Helen, but he was a bit late; he had to at least wrap up the meeting first.Helen's door was tightly shut, and no matter how much Morgan Byron knocked, she refused to open it.Aunt Zhang said, “Miss has been sitting in the living room waiting for you. She calculated the time and said that half an hour from your company here should be enough. As soon as the half hour was up, she locked herself in her room.”This was exactly like Helena's character.Whenever someone broke a promise to her, she would get extremely angry, lock herself in her room, and refuse to come out, even punishing herself by not eating.This was also one of the reasons why Senior Mrs. Byron particularly disliked Helena Byron.She said that Helena Byron used this to control Morgan Byron completely.Now, this familiar feeling had returned.Morgan Byron persistently knocked on the door for ten minutes, and intermittent sobs could be heard from inside.At that moment, Se

Helen stared at her unblinkingly and suddenly asked, "Where are you staying tonight? You're not staying at the old residence, are you?""I'm on leave tomorrow, my flight is early in the morning, so I have to go back tonight." Juliet Wagner replied, "If you want to come with me, that's fine too.""I've told you, wherever my brother is, that's where I'll be. Can't you understand simple words?" Helen's attitude was rude, but Juliet Wagner just smiled and didn't argue with her.Her task was to take Helen away first. She gave The Driver a look and coaxed Helen, saying, "Even if we wait, let's do it in the car. It's so cold outside."Helen was indeed cold, wearing a thin dress, shivering as the wind blew. She got into the car, and Juliet Wagner followed, saying, "The Driver, could you turn on the heater, please?"The Driver pretended to get in and turn on the heater, while also quietly starting the car. Seeing the car moving, Helen anxiously shouted, "Why are we driving? Stop the car, d

"Silly child." Juliet Wagner patted her head, as if she were petting a dog."Perhaps, there's only one possibility in this world where familiarity doesn't breed affection, and that's the impossibility of falling in love with a substitute. Morgan Byron has found so many substitutes, even if he finds one now that looks so much like her, he won't truly fall in love with that substitute, just as I could never really fall in love with Morgan Byron."Jessie Watt looked up: "You were so good to him. That night when you had a fever, in the middle of the night, Morgan Byron was drunk, and you pulled out your IV drip to go find him.""The thing that makes me go through fire and water isn't necessarily love." Juliet Wagner pulled Jessie Watt up, helping her straighten her clothes: "I'm not saying I'm going to my death, but accidents can happen.""You've never given me your bank card before.""I didn't have enough money saved up before, it's for precaution. If something really happens, at lea

Over the past few days, Juliet Wagner was not around, but her legend spread everywhere. Even foreign merchants, upon coming for contract renewals, would ask, "Where is that beautiful secretary? Why haven't I seen her today? The cake she sent me last time was delicious; my wife and daughter loved it."On the seventh day after Juliet Wagner's annual leave ended, Morgan Byron appeared at her doorstep. He didn't know the door lock password. He tried using her birthday—wrong. Then his own birthday—still wrong. He thought about using the date of her first day at work—also wrong. If she loved him so much, why couldn't he guess the password?Sometimes, Morgan Byron could indeed feel Juliet Wagner's love for him. But at other times, he wasn't sure. He always felt that her love, her kindness, and even the way she looked at him sometimes gave him the illusion that she was looking through him, seeing someone else.Unable to enter the gate, he pressed the doorbell, but there was no response. It

Following Jessie Watt was the most foolish thing that Morgan Byron had done in recent years. Yet, he still had The Driver drive and follow behind Jessie Watt's car. Her car drove at an incredibly slow pace; The Driver overtook her several times, only to turn around and follow her again. Jessie Watt stopped countless times along the way. She went to a pet store to buy cat food and spent half an hour playing with cats. She picked up her dry-cleaned clothes from the laundry and chatted with an acquaintance for another half an hour. She visited an expensive collectibles store to look at some rare figurines, but couldn't afford them, so she stared at them longingly for yet another half an hour. Even The Driver was losing patience, glancing at Morgan Byron through the rearview mirror, who remained calm and composed. Finally, when The Driver thought Jessie Watt was done, she drove into a narrow alley and joined a long queue to buy stinky tofu. Her little old car cou