You've Got the Wrong Woman, Mr. Lance

Maxwell had completely lost his rationality at this point.Whether it was the food or the drinks at the party earlier, something had gone wrong. Now, driven by desire, he found it difficult to control himself.As he touched the woman on the bed, her soft skin and fragrance aroused him considerably. The innocence in her responses and her helpless sobbing nearly drove him mad!An hour later, the man was finally satisfied and fell asleep. Jennifer felt as though her entire body had been crushed, the pain penetrating deep into her bones.Enduring the soreness in her limbs, she hurriedly got dressed and fled from the pitch-black room. In her haste, she collided with a young woman as she entered the elevator."Sorry."Jennifer's face was deathly pale. She quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the close button.Rachel Walker immediately looked back after exiting the elevator, staring at Jennifer in disbelief before the doors closed.She recognized Jennifer as Maxwell's wife, t

Maxwell arrived home well past 11:00 pm. The villa was eerily quiet, with only a night light switched on in the living room. Jennifer sat on the couch, seemingly waiting for him.As Maxwell took off his coat and loosened his tie, he spoke impatiently, "Didn't we agree on the divorce? I won't shortchange you when it comes to assets. You can rest assured about that."He thought she wanted a larger share of the assets.Jennifer's voice was hoarse when she asked, "Maxwell, did you want a divorce because of that woman?"Maxwell's expression faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He didn't want to hide anything from her, nor did he care to."Yes. I owe it to her. That's something I must do," he admitted frankly.Jennifer chuckled bitterly. "I only discovered today how hypocritical you are. You played the victim, making me feel guilty and pushing me to get a divorce. I bet you were secretly pleased, weren't you? You finally caught me making a blunder, and you're now f

Jennifer understood the meaning behind his words and instinctively retreated to the corner of the bed. Without a warning, Maxwell effortlessly gripped her calf and pulled her toward him, pinning her down with his weight.Having been rendered immobile, Jennifer could only push at his shoulders, asking in alarm, "Maxwell, what are you doing?""What do you think? What else can a man and a woman do on a bed?" Maxwell's cool breath swept over her as his fierce kiss landed on her neck."No!" Jennifer struggled, frightened. "Maxwell, don't do this. Don't touch me!"His actions reminded her of that horrific night when the strange man seemed equally rough. Jennifer didn't want to recall it again. If Maxwell continued, she would break down.Seeing Jennifer crying miserably, Maxwell couldn't truly bring himself to punish her in this way, even if he was always harsh toward her.After all, if this were done without love, it would be a punishment for both sides.He stopped, but his hands rema

Jennifer got up and headed toward the counselor's office."Jennifer, yesterday evening, you were the one who rescued an elderly woman at the gate, right?" the counselor questioned her sternly.Jennifer was dumbfounded. Although she didn't rescue the woman for praise, she didn't expect the counselor to interrogate her with such an attitude. She nodded and said, "Yes, it was me."The counselor's tone became accusatory. "She passed away. Her family wants to know whether your rescue efforts were in accordance with regulations. Your actions could've caused a delay in treatment. Moreover, you're just a student without a medical license."Bewildered, Jennifer countered, "She didn't survive even after being taken to the hospital? But, Madam, I made her regain consciousness when I saved her. If I hadn't intervened, she would have died on the spot.""What's the use of saying that now?" the counselor asked in displeasure. "I've told you all before, you're still in the learning stage, don't b

Finally, Maxwell and Jennifer arrived at the funeral home.Rachel's grandmother's portrait was placed in the center.Many people were in the funeral home, including the two women who had attacked Jennifer earlier that morning. They were wailing loudly, their behaviors and appearances crude and barbaric, completely different from Rachel's.At one side, Rachel, dressed in black, silently shed tears. She looked absolutely pitiful.Nevertheless, Jennifer looked on indifferently. Even though Rachel's grandmother had passed away, she couldn't muster any sympathy.Maxwell gestured for Jennifer to follow him. He then entered the funeral home and approached Rachel, helping her up."Rach, I brought Jennifer here," Maxwell spoke very gently. "I hope you can accept her apology."Rachel glanced at Jennifer covertly before peering up at him with tearful eyes. She sobbed, "Max, I never thought of competing for anything. Why would your wife be so ruthless? She hates me. That's fine. She can com