"Is it necessary to be so excited?" Theodore looked at Willow expressionlessly.It took Willow a while to settle down. "Look, I'm nothing but an older woman and a divorcée to boot. What is it about me that you like?""We're well-matched.""How so? How long have we known each other? Do you even know me?"Theodore looked up at her. "What do you think?"Willow faltered. Her face burned as she suppressed her roiling emotions. She continued stubbornly, "Mr. Bassett, you need to try these things a few more times before you truly know whether someone is right for you."How do you know I'm the best for you if you haven't compared me to anyone else?""Are you saying that we need to try a few more times to determine whether we're well-matched?""No, that's not what I mean!" Willow saw it now. Theodore had a way of molding the conversation to his liking whenever they talked.As they continued speaking, it would become apparent they'd deviated from her initial purpose. No matter how thing
"It's because I don't want to let our relationship go, of course. Do you really think it's necessary for us to take things so far?" Quentin said."Yeah," Willow said bluntly.Quentin was taken aback. Then, he said anxiously, "When did you become like this, Willow? You never cared about these things in the past!""I didn't care in the past because we were married, and I was the general manager of Strand Real Estate. I care now because I'm Willow Jett." Willow had always been rational. Every bit of obedience and tolerance she'd had had been given to Quentin during their marriage.She'd trusted him not because she was a fool but because she felt that trust was imperative for a strong marriage. But things were different now. She was no longer restricted by anything. She was only Willow Jett."I've already had a lawyer draw up the newest property settlement agreement. It should be delivered to your company by this afternoon. Everything else is the same as before, except for one thing—I
"You really didn't need to escort me, Mr. Bassett. Quentin wouldn't have dared to do anything to me in broad daylight," Willow said while seated in Theodore's car. She never expected him to wait for her outside the café."You're overthinking this. It's on my way," Theodore said.On his way? This took Willow aback. It seemed she'd thought too highly of herself this time.Clark had to have the worst timing ever. From the driver's seat, he asked, "Ms. Jett, where are you headed?""Baker & Associates, thanks." She belatedly realized something as soon as the words were out of her mouth. Earlier, she hadn't told them where she was headed. How would Theodore know it was on his way?But Theodore was currently leaning against the back seat with his eyes shut and arms crossed. He looked completely at ease. Willow swallowed her doubts.She'd never been able to understand the reason behind his actions. Who knew what went on in his mind?Clark drove steadily. They quickly left the concrete j
"Did someone drop you off here?" Matthew asked."Oh, yeah. A friend." Willow didn't elaborate. "Did you see the things I sent to you this morning?""Yeah. Let's talk upstairs." Matthew retracted his gaze. He led Willow upstairs so they could discuss the lawsuit. "If I'd known something like that would've happened, I would've sent you home myself. I'm sorry you had to go through such danger. Are you okay?""Yeah. I just had a few minor injuries," Willow answered.Matthew's expression darkened when he saw the gauze peeking out from underneath her silk scarf. "I can't believe Quentin resorted to abduction and threatening you. Does he dream of ending up behind bars or something?""I don't think he'll likely get sent to jail. He can just push everything on Sonia. At most, he'll be locked up for a few days. Anyway, I don't want to make too big a deal out of this," Willow said."Got it. I'll try to get you the best compensation."As they spoke, Matthew's phone rang. He frowned after ch
Outside the office, Matthew's secretary led Willow to the lounge. "You can take a break here, Ms. Jett. I'll get you a cup of tea.""Thanks. Wait!" Willow stopped her and glanced at Matthew's office. "Does Joey drop by often?"The secretary shook her head. "No, this is her first time. Mr. Evans is usually very busy. He doesn't receive friends at the firm. I didn't even know Ms. Lane was his friend."Willow looked thoughtful. "Got it. Thanks.""It's no problem. Please, have a seat."After the secretary left, Willow scrolled through the photo album on her phone. She took a while to get to photos taken four years ago when she'd graduated from college.One of the photos was of four people—she and Joey wore graduation robes and held bouquets. Matthew and Quentin stood on either side of them.Willow had only learned about Joey having a crush on Matthew after graduation. She'd been wanting to talk to Joey about it, but Joey was a workaholic. She'd been busy as well, so they hadn't had
"Hello? Mom!" It was too late. Helen had already hung up on Willow. The latter tried calling again, but the call went unanswered.The cab had already arrived at the entrance to the neighborhood. When Willow exited the car, she saw Gina and Helen standing together. Helen was as excited as she'd always been; she gestured emphatically."Mom!" Willow ran over to her."Willow!" Helen held her, still smiling brightly. "C'mon, I bought you a watermelon. Let's go home so we can enjoy it."Helen obviously still didn't know a thing about what had happened."Forget about the watermelon, Mom. Come with me." Willow wanted to pull her away, but there was no way Gina would let the opportunity to mock them slip."You shouldn't act like that, Willow. Your mother's only concerned over you. Look at how she came over in such scorching temperatures to deliver a watermelon to you. Why are you driving her away?""Exactly. Willow's always busy with work and may not have much time for household matters.
"You're talking nonsense!" Helen's face turned red from anger. Her blood boiled, and she charged forward, grabbing Gina and preparing to strike. "I'll shut your filthy mouth!"Gina had never encountered such a situation before. After receiving several slaps, she couldn't help but scream.Suddenly, Stephanie appeared out of nowhere and shoved Gina to the ground. "How dare you hit my mom?""Mom!" Willow hurried over to support Helen. The latter was trembling with anger and couldn't utter a word. In a few seconds, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted in Willow's arms.Seeing that, Stephanie didn't dare to approach. She shouted, "She attacked first! I was just acting in self-defense for my mom. This has nothing to do with us."After that, she grabbed Gina and left.Willow's eyes were red, and she kept calling out to Helen, "Mom, wake up!"More and more people gathered to watch."Quick, call an ambulance. It looks like a stroke.""Yeah. Hurry, take her to the hospital."Willow fu
Before Willow could introduce Theodore, Helen had already warmly extended her hand toward Theodore, saying, "Mr. Bassett, right?""There's no need to be so formal, Mrs. Jett. Just call me Theodore.""Theodore, what a nice name."Helen wasn't very highly educated, so she didn't actually know how to discern good and bad names."Mom, how did you know his last name is Bassett?"Willow belatedly realized something, staring wide-eyed. "You didn't faint?"When Helen fainted, Theodore hadn't arrived yet. If she had truly fainted, how could she know who brought her to the hospital? Moreover, she was so alert now. It was obvious that she was pretending earlier.Willow was speechless. "Mom, why did you pretend to faint? You scared the hell out of me!""Hey." Helen patted her on the back, saying not too kindly, "You seem disappointed that I didn't faint. Do you want something to really happen to me?""That's not what I meant.""Then what did you mean? You were scolded by that old hag fro