"You knew it was dangerous, so why did you still step in?" "I..." Nina began to respond, but Nash interrupted her and continued, "What if help hadn't arrived in time?"Nina had not thought about this question. She believed she could handle the situation at the time and she did not want to worry Nash. She casually replied, "I timed it right, there wouldn't have been a problem.""Nina, have you never been seriously injured before?" Nash's expression was grave, his brows furrowed tightly. Each of her defenses felt like a stab to his heart.If something happened to her, it would be too late.Nina paused, not sure how to answer him, and sincerely contemplated his words.Her life had been quite comfortable from childhood to adulthood.Except for that one kidnapping incident.But she had not been injured during that time, and Nash had already endured the worst of it."I probably haven't had any serious injuries, but I've had my fair share of bumps and bruises," Nina said."What if
Nash responded, "Hmm, if the car's broken down, we'll just get a new one. It'll make things easier for you.""Okay."They had a bunch of cars at home. It would be more convenient for her to switch to an ordinary one, especially the car used by the helpers for grocery runs.After cleaning her wound, Nina walked out of Nash's office. She was getting ready to leave work.Eve was waiting outside, and as soon as she saw Nina, she immediately called out, "Sister-in-law!"Her voice immediately drew everyone's attention. The people in the office were still there, and upon hearing Eve's voice, they all looked at her with confusion.With so many eyes staring at her as if trying to see through her, Nina instinctively tensed up. Before Eve could say "sister-in-law" for the second time, Nina covered her mouth."Mmm..." Eve did not understand why Nina did not let her speak."Don't call me that," Nina whispered, "This is a workplace."Eve did not understand, "Why can't I call you sister-in-l
In the car sat Eve and Nina, with Nash in the driver's seat, his expression dark as he glanced at them holding hands in the rearview mirror.When did they become so close?He did not want Eve tagging along with them."Nash, thank you for your hard work. Let's have dinner together," Eve urged Nash to drive, oblivious to his grim expression. She was famished.Nash coldly replied, "Did I say I'd take you home? Where's your driver? Get him to pick you up."He was not going to chauffeur them around.But Eve clung to Nina, insisting, "We promised to have dinner together. You can't chase me away."Nina explained, "We're going to my parents' place. I've already arranged for friends to join us for dinner.""Oh, to your parents' place? Do I need to bring something?" Eve worried about making a good impression on Nina's family."Don't worry about it. My parents are very easygoing, and they cook well," Nina reassured her.Going back to the villa would mean just the few of them, probably a
Julia glanced at Nash, her warmth now replaced with a distant politeness. "No need, you're a guest, just sit there."Before, Julia used to like Nash quite a bit. Love begets love. But after all the facade shattered, she had regrets, yet she did not want to blame them. Their marriage was their business. If they were divorcing, she could not treat him the same as before. Now, when Nash came to their home, he could only be treated as a guest. No more favors. Nash knew it would come to this and his image in their hearts had taken a big hit. He wanted to redeem himself, especially in front of Nina's parents."It's no trouble to lend a hand when I’m idle," Nash persisted despite Julia's standoffishness, taking the initiative to help her. Julia wanted to refuse, but Nash had already walked into the kitchen, just as he used to, understanding her hardships and volunteering to help. Julia sighed inwardly as she watched him.Before, she used to be happy. She only had Nina as her daughter.
She meant well by talking to him. No matter how satisfied she was with him before, nothing mattered at the moment their marriage became a transaction. She wanted her daughter to be happy, not trapped in a loveless marriage. Nash did not pause his actions as he had expected what Mrs. Walker would say. He replied solemnly, "Mom, I'll give you an answer." Mrs. Walker said, "Nina also needs her happiness. I hope it won't take too long." Her words were clear. After divorce, with Nina's qualities, she would find someone who genuinely liked her. They were getting older and they could not accompany Nina forever. If Nina wanted to find a good match, get married, and have children, she hoped no one would stand in her way. During dinner, the family was harmonious. Although Eve had eaten with many people before at her grandfather's birthday or major holidays, it felt different this time. Mrs. Walker had heard from Nina that Eve had never been loved by her parents since she was young. As
She envied Nina for having such caring family members. She knew it was because she was Nina's friend that they treated her with such care."Come on, don't shed tears. A girl's tears are precious," Mr. Walker could not bear to see a girl cry.But Eve could not stop.Nina was the kind of person who easily empathized with others. She knew that Eve had no parents, only Grandpa George as her sole relative. Feeling sympathy, she wanted to introduce her to her own parents."Don't cry. Haven't you shed enough tears today?" Nina did not want to see her cry.Eve wiped away her tears, sniffled, and hugged her milk tea. "Thank you, Mr. Walker and Mrs. Walker. I'll come again next time."Zion and Julia saw them off at the door. As Eve descended the stairs, she could not help but cry again. Nina handed her a tissue.Nash, on the other hand, remained indifferent. "If you cry like this, and your grandpa sees it, don't blame Nina for bullying you."Nina was trying to comfort the girl, but Nash
She handed the bag to Eve.Eve, however, had some concerns and asked, "Weren't you next to me making a phone call yesterday? I turned around and you were gone. Are you sure it was me who disappeared?"Stella did not tell the truth. She did see Eve being bullied, but she did not lend a hand. Being a girl herself and not having anyone with her, intervening would have brought trouble upon herself. She could only watch coldly, waiting for an opportunity to slip away unnoticed.She could not let Eve know that she was aware of the danger she was in but acted as if nothing had happened. She smiled and said, "Yes, I was in an important business call. It lasted for over half an hour, and after I hung up, I didn't see you anymore. I thought you couldn't wait and went back first, but your bag was left with me, so I brought it over.""What happened, Eve?" Stella asked as if she knew nothing.In the past, Eve would have believed Stella's words without question. Stella was her senior schoolma
Stella's words left her momentarily at a loss for how to respond. Based on her understanding of Eve, she was simple-minded. As long as someone was kind to her, she would reciprocate that kindness tenfold. Yet, she had asked such a question. However, Eve's words did make sense. When they were still abroad, Stella did not know that Eve was Mr. George Gibson's granddaughter. Eve was young and inexperienced in the outside world, with significant differences in lifestyle habits. She was not accustomed to it, lacked friends and often kept to herself. She was said to have grown up without parents, making her seem vulnerable and helpless, with a much more tragic background than most. In contrast, Stella came from an affluent background, leading a comfortable life from childhood, and was doing well abroad. Someone like Eve needed help, and Stella could earn her admiration by providing it. Eve saw her as a support, and Stella felt a sense of accomplishment from that. She had always felt