Lizzie looked at him, "Jacob, is there any point in saying this now?" "Yes." Jacob nodded forcefully, "I can protect you now. We can still be together." He said as he pulled Lizzie tightly into his arms. "Jacob, let me go! Don't do this! Let me go!" Lizzie tried to push him away, but he held her even tighter. "No, Lizzie! I won't let you go again! Never!" Jacob was determined not to let her escape this time. He would hold onto her. But did she still feel the same way?Driving his car, Bruno saw from a distance the two figures tightly embracing. His handsome face turned frosty and he stepped on the gas pedal. A few seconds later, the car stopped next to them.He got out of the car and walked over, "Seems like I've come at a bad time, interrupting your sweet moment," his sudden remark left Lizzie frozen in place.Yet Jacob still didn't let go, holding Lizzie tightly."Let go of me!" Lizzie spoke to Jacob. What was he trying to do? Challenge him head-on?Bruno approached slowly, step by
"I forbid it!" The mere mention of another man ignited an unnameable fury in Bruno's heart."What gives you the right to forbid?" Lizzie asked, a faint smile on her lips. "Jacob is a thousand times, no, a million times better than you, you devil, you beast."She had endured enough playing along with his games, why should she be subject to his desires?"Is that so? It seems you're not yet satisfied, are you?" Bruno retorted, smiling at her defiance, this stubbornly naive girl.Lizzie turned away, refusing to look at him. She thought that as long as she resigned herself to her fate, that she behaved as a wife in name only, it would be enough. But now, having lost her body, she must protect her heart above all.Suddenly, a white pill bottle landed on the bed. "Take it. Even as my lawful wife, you have no right to bear my child."Trembling, Lizzie picked up the bottle, scoffed coldly, "If you don't want me to have your child, then don't touch me!" She threw the pill bottle across the room
In that photograph, Lizzie snuggled into the arms of another man, her sweet smile — a smile he thought should only be for him — lighting up her face. In just one year, he had endured the longing for her, all so they could grow old together. But when he returned, things had changed. They had become two parallel lines, never to intersect again.Was she really happy? Could he believe what she had told him?"I need to see her and find out if she’s doing well." Jacob couldn't let go. Even if he had to, he needed to verify if the woman he loved was truly happy.Ruoya shook her head, "Jacob, I just returned to the country too. How would I know where she lives? The Kolo family has numerous villas and apartments. How could I possibly know?" Even if she did, she wouldn’t tell him. She wished the two of them would never meet again.Jacob sat down on the sofa, exhausted. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. Ruoya poured him a fresh cup of tea, "Jacob, have some tea first.""I'm not drinking
Adeline sized up Bruno’s indifferent demeanor, realizing he truly didn't care for Lizzie. As she found herself delighting in Lizzie’s pale, bloodless face, Adeline felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. What good did it do to be a heiress, or even Bruno's wife, if Lizzie gained nothing from it?Lizzie sat, lost in thought, in the sprawling classroom. Louise took a seat next to her, taking in Lizzie's haggard complexion. "Lizzie, are you okay? Didn't get a good night's sleep, did you? Your dark circles are so prominent," Louise stared at her with concern."I'm fine, just had a restless night," Lizzie replied with a faint smile, not wanting to worry Louise unnecessarily.Louise frowned, skeptical. "Really? Are you sure you hadn't caught a cold? Maybe you should go home and rest.""Don’t worry, I’ll rest at home after the few classes we have this morning," Lizzie reassured her, lightly patting Louise's shoulder. "We just have a couple of hours of class, remember?""Alright, I’ll drive you
Louise saw the stubbornness and undying love in Jacob's eyes. If he loved her so deeply, he shouldn't have left without a word all those years ago. Seeing him chain-smoke in distress, she sighed, "I should get going if there's nothing else to discuss. One last thing, Jacob, please don’t hurt Lizzie anymore." With that, she left the coffee shop.Jacob sank into his chair, gazing out of the window for what seemed like an eternity before finally pulling out two hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and leaving them on the table. He then rose and left the coffee house.Bruno, preparing for a social engagement that night, returned to his apartment to change clothes. As he entered, he found Lizzie, tiny and trembling under the covers, her forehead cold and sweaty, her disheveled hair sticking to her face.Is this her way of appealing to his sympathy? Bruno moved closer, his brows furrowed as he scrutinized her."No, don’t!" Lizzie sat up abruptly, awakened from a nightmare and clutching her
Lizzie looked at the meal in front of her. She was surprised to see that Jacob remembered her favorite Frosty Snowflake Steak. The thought of it unexpectedly touched her heart.The waiter poured them both glasses of red wine before stepping away."Lizzie, what's wrong? Why aren't you eating? Don't you like it anymore?" Jacob asked, noticing that she hadn't touched her fork and knife for a while.Lizzie shook her head, picked up her utensils, and cut a small piece of steak. It still tasted familiar, and she couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.Seeing her smile, Jacob began to enjoy his own steak. He had developed a taste for this kind of steak because of Lizzie. As long as she was happy and satisfied, he would be too.They ate in silence, savoring the meal in front of them. Lizzie, who hadn't eaten all day, almost finished her entire plate of steak.Jacob raised his glass. "Lizzie, I know you can't drink, so just have a little." Their glasses clinked lightly on the table, and Liz
"Don't look back. Let it all end here, forget everything from the past, and from now on, just be who you are in the present," Lizzie quietly told herself, pleading with her heart. Yet, two trails of tears betrayed her, slipping silently down her cheeks, wetting her skin. Her lips tasted the bitterness of sorrow.Jacob stood there, stunned, watching Lizzie making her way through the crowded street, her figure slowly swallowed by the bustling crowd, leaving him rooted in place.Ruoya stepped up, standing beside Jacob, "Jacob, why did my sister leave? Aren't you going to see her off?" A faint smile hung on her face, but her words betrayed her true emotions.Jacob turned to Ruoya, managing to squeeze out a smile, "It's alright. Let me walk you home.""Okay," Ruoya agreed, linking her arm with Jacob's, and together, they walked towards the black Mercedes van parked outside the restaurant.Meanwhile, from the tinted windows of a black Porsche Cayenne, a pair of sharp eyes observed every det
"Don't worry, Lizzie. I'll give you what you desire," Bruno promised, unzipping the invisible zipper at the back of her gown. He undressed her with a decided lack of hesitation, peppering her with kisses that marked her as his.In the spacious living room, they were entangled on the couch. His forceful advances met little resistance. Her white teeth bit hard into her lip, stifling any sound she might make in response to his caresses, especially those moans she didn't want to hear herself making.Bruno claimed her lips with his own, his tongue sneaking in during the brief moments she breathed. His hand stroked her smooth back before it ventured further down. "No!" It was the only word Lizzie could muster, all other attempts at resistance futile."In front of me, you shouldn't utter lies," he warned her, his gaze sweeping over her body that blushed a charming pink from their heated exchange.Lizzie shook her head. She didn't want him to touch her. There was no affection in his touch, ju