Henry, at the door, smiled. His dad was truly clever.In a small way, Mommy might have the upper hand, but the final decision was always made by his dad.Since Mommy said that marriage was something two people in love should do, and she refused to marry him because Dad didn't love her. When Dad asked if he loved her and then she would agree to marry him, she nodded, wasn't it obvious that she loved him?The little boy chuckled mischievously. He always said that Dad's cunning was unmatched. Look at this proposal scene, how magnificent it was. He used various tactics and eventually got Mommy to say what he wanted.He truly admired Dad.Indeed, that love required skills. He needed to learn more, it would come in handy in the future!With a cup of water in her hands, little Henry elegantly walked into his bedroom. Mr. Marcus had no idea what kind of twisted example he was setting for his son!"You bastard!" Jessica's face turned red as she cursed. She really wanted to slap the smile off h
Jessica was having breakfast, when she saw the televised event she spewed milk out of her mouth, shocked and speechless."Mr. Marcus, have you gone mad?" she exclaimed."How courageous!" she thought. Although she was disgusted by that female reporter's question, Mr. Marcus, at least pay attention to your image!Jessica began to feel her heart tighten. Why had he suddenly become so passionate, when he usually kept everything inside, remaining calm and composed?Her heart was inexplicably pounding!Mr. Marcus coldly scanned the journalists and emphasized each word, saying, "Anyone who shows even the slightest disrespect towards my woman and son will be shut down!"His words were domineering and arrogant, consistent with Mr. Marcus's uncompromising style.Without waiting for the crowd to react, he smoothly entered the Noblefull Group building.Quincy watched this scene from his office, his usually gentle face now clouded with complexity. He had mixed feelings about Mr. Marcus's behavior.
One afternoon, Jessica was reheating the soup that Henry had cooked in the morning when she received a call from Quincy."Old Mr. Lee wants to see me?" Jessica turned off the stove, grabbed her cane, and walked out of the kitchen. She pursed her lips, wondering why Old Mr. Lee was so determined to meet him.That day at the banquet, after seeing her, he seemed greatly affected.Well, let's meet then!Considering Quincy's her senior, she agreed, "Fine, I'm free in the afternoon.""Where are you? I'll come pick you up!" Quincy sounded a bit desolate when he said this. His people had told him that Jessica and Henry lived in Marcus's house. She had almost forgotten that they were still in the stage of pretending to be a couple.Perhaps, from beginning to end, he was the only one who wanted to get closer to her. And she had never thought about it."No need, just make a reservation at a restaurant to meet. I'll come over," Jessica replied."Is your leg okay?""I'm fine.""Alright, shall we m
"It's my honor!" Jessica said calmly. Although she expanded the love triangle in her mind, she maintained the same smile on her face, as charming as before."Is Miss Jessica a local?" Old Mr. Lee asked.Jessica smiled faintly and said, "I believe Old Mr. Lee has already investigated. You should be well aware of my background."Old Mr. Lee's expression changed slightly as he looked deeply into her eyes, feeling surprised and yet accepting. He nodded, "Indeed, I've looked into it. I hope Miss Jessica doesn't mind my rudeness. It's indeed because you resemble someone from my past..."Jessica nodded understandingly. Mr. Marcus had also suspected it, but he never investigated it. Otherwise, he would have known about Henry a long time ago. This was very different from the way Old Mr. Alston and Old Mr. Lee acted.She recalled Marcus' pained and resentful expression after the banquet, as if he was a prisoner trapped for life, never to be released. Jessica could easily imagine what Old Mr. Al
Jessica walked out of the restaurant with the crutch, and Quincy immediately came up to help her. "Jessica, be careful!""It's okay, I can walk!" Jessica smiled lightly. It wasn't that she couldn't walk on one foot, it was just inconvenient."I'll take you back!" Quincy furrowed his eyebrows, his gentle face filled with concern. He had some understanding of the details of the car accident and felt extremely unhappy with Marcus. If it wasn't for him, Jessica wouldn't have to suffer like this.Jessica shook her head and glanced back at the restaurant. "Your grandfather is inside, and he might have something to say to you.""What did my grandfather say to you?" Quincy asked worriedly. Old Mr. Lee didn't tell him why he wanted to see Jessica, and Quincy couldn't figure it out no matter how he guessed, leaving him with lingering doubts."You should go ask him!" Jessica smiled and hesitated for a moment before firmly saying, "Let's stop pretending to be a couple!"Quincy was startled, looki
In the evening, the sunset spread all over, adding a touch of warmth to the entire villa.Jessica was reading in the living room. After being physically disabled, besides watching movies and chatting online, reading books became her biggest pastime!She suddenly realized that being a housewife was not easy!It's so boring every day!How do those upper-class women live their lives?Jessica was very curious. They don't work because they are afraid of bringing shame to their families. They occasionally attend parties and cocktail parties, so what do they do with the rest of their time?Anyway, she found it quite boring.Time passed little by little, and when she grew old, she suddenly realized that she hadn't done anything. The vivid and colorful moments in her memories were almost non-existent. Isn't that a kind of regret?Maybe it's because different people have different pursuits!Hearing the sound of a car, Jessica faintly curled her lips. Marcus and Henry were back!Her melancholic
"That old man, his mind is completely abnormal, he always does some perverted things!""I agree, he, Old Mr. Alston, and you, none of you are normal!" Jessica said lightly, with a hint of joking, "All very twisted!"The only difference is that the perversions of those two old men are annoying, but Mr. Marcus's perversions are occasionally cute."Mr. Marcus, do you mind telling me about the grudges between Old Mr. Alston, Old Mr. Lee, and Diana Brown?""Why do you want to know?" Marcus unexpectedly, didn't get angry this time. His cold gaze swept over, exceptionally cold and intimidating, dispelling the warmth created by the setting sun. Like autumn wind and fallen leaves, desolate for miles.Jessica remained silent, thinking that Mr. Marcus was chilling. To reach such a level of coldness, one must have a certain state of mind."Old Mr. Alston looked at me for the first time with an expression like he wanted to swallow me whole. When Old Mr. Lee saw me for the first time, the spirited
Mr. Marcus looked at Henry, then at Jessica, calmly picked up a magazine, casually flipped through it, and said, "There's nothing more to say!"She wanted to ask if Mr. Marcus was Old Mr. Alston's son or Old Mr. Lee's son.She always felt that Mr. Marcus bore some resemblance to Old Mr. Lee.But he didn't want to talk about it anymore, and she didn't want to force him. After all, it was not a pleasant memory. It was full of bitterness, humiliation, and hatred. Revealing someone's scars was not Jessica's style, especially Mr. Marcus's scars.Everyone has a scar on their heart, and no matter how close they are, they are not allowed to touch it.If he wanted to say it, she would listen. If he didn't, it didn't matter much. She was not a petty woman."Hey, are you so engrossed in it? Do you know what the magazine is about?" Jessica couldn't help but tease when she saw him so focused on the magazine. She didn't believe Mr. Marcus would be interested in all the gossip about him and Crystal