It would be better if Maxwell hadn't said anything. After he said those words, Jennifer felt even more suffocated.She couldn't even imagine the pain of having this man, whom she had secretly loved for so many years, leave her life. That heart-wrenching pain and heartbreak were things she didn't want to experience.Jennifer resisted the urge to cry and said, "I don't need it. I can find someone better on my own. You're not my dad. You don't have the right to interfere with my marriage."Maxwell's expression darkened as well.She was right. He would just be her ex-husband after their divorce. Nothing else.However, just thinking about the possibility of another man being with Jennifer in the future made him feel uncontrollably suffocated.He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and suddenly asked, "Do you regret marrying me? If you hadn't married me, you'd be like those girls on campus, enjoying a carefree love."Jennifer didn't expect this proud man to say such words. Her he
Rachel pretended to look surprised as she quickly left his embrace. "How... No, no, you got it wrong. That's not mine. Max, you should go back. I'm really fine. Go back now."The more she acted like this, the more Maxwell felt that she was truly ill.The way she held the fruit knife and gestured on her wrist just now was exactly like the behavior of someone with depression.Maxwell held her shoulders with both hands and stared into her eyes. "Tell me. When did you start getting sick?"Thinking about how cold he had been to her these past few days when she was sick, Maxwell felt extremely regretful.Under his questioning, Rachel finally spoke in a choked-up voice. "It was probably that night after I slept with you. You know I'm quite a traditional woman. I care a lot about my virginity."I always thought that after being together for so long, you would give me an answer. But now, I dare not hope anymore. I feel like you've changed. You probably don't love me anymore."At this poi
Not long after, Maxwell returned.After driving her away yesterday, he felt some regret. He couldn't shake off his concern for her and wanted to come back to see her."Sir, welcome back." Martha peeked out the window and said, "Mrs. Lance just left."Maxwell paused and asked, "Where did she go?"Martha replied with concern, "It seems that her dad is seriously ill, so she went back home.""What? Her dad is sick?"Maxwell frowned with puzzlement. How could that be? He had met Zion this morning at an exhibition, and he looked perfectly fine. He didn't seem sick at all.Martha asked cautiously, "Have you eaten yet?""I'm not hungry. I'm going out for a bit."Although Maxwell didn't know why the Yales had called Jennifer back, he couldn't help but worry.…At this moment, Agnes was sitting on the main couch, tasting the coffee brewed by her daughter-in-law."Mom, isn't this coffee good? It's a new coffee." Jocelyn massaged Agnes' back, trying to please her.Agnes nodded in sati
Jocelyn tried to act nice and went over to hold Jennifer's hand, but Jennifer quickly dodged her."Oh, Jennifer. How could you speak to your grandmother like this? You really have misunderstood her," Jocelyn said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Your grandmother is just worried you wouldn't be treated well in the Lance family and that you might end up wasting away your youth without getting anything in return."Jennifer was realizing all the more that these women hadn't asked her to come over for any simple reason. Jocelyn reminded her of the phrase "There was no smoke without fire". "Why did you ask me to come here today?" Jennifer asked, brows knitted together. "I'm going to leave now if there's nothing else."Agnes called after her, "Wait, you ungrateful child! I'm only upset to see you being so disrespected in the Lance family. We're your mother's relatives after all. We can't just sit and do nothing to help."Jennifer snorted and asked, "How do you plan to help me?
Jennifer balled her hands into fists, feeling both angry and disappointed. She could understand Jocelyn and Bridget's hatred toward her, but why was her own grandmother pushing her into the wolves' den?Jennifer sneered and said to Agnes, "Should I be addressing my father as my cousin's husband then? I'll marry this man if my father agrees to it!""How dare you?" Agnes slammed her hand on the coffee table and exclaimed, "All you talk about is your father, but do you even have any respect for me? Your father respects me the most, and so he still has to listen to my instructions! Don't you dare try and pressure me with him!"Right when Agnes was in the middle of shouting, one of the house staff came over and reported, "Mrs. Yale Senior, your guest has arrived."Agnes quickly composed herself and said, "Hurry up and show him in then."Jennifer never expected them to be so impatient as to have invited the sleazy old man over right away. How could she just sit there and let this go on?
Quentin was truly embarrassed now, but he still had to forcefully suppress his anger.He'd teach this bitch a lesson once they were married!Agnes snapped, "Where are your manners, Jennifer? How could you speak to our guest like this?"Jocelyn quickly said, "Forget it, Mom. Jennifer didn't say all that on purpose."She really was playing good cop, bad cop with Agnes.Jocelyn then handed Jennifer a drink. "Here's some fruit juice, Jennifer. I know you don't drink alcohol. Eat some more, too. I cooked all these dishes myself."Jennifer glanced at the juice and dishes in front of her. In her periphery, she could see how lustful Quentin was and how nervous Bridget and Jocelyn looked. Both of them seemed to be waiting for Jennifer to drink the juice.But how on Earth would Jennifer make the same mistake twice?She lost her virginity to a stranger in this exact way last time too, so there was no way she was going to eat or drink anything these women offered her.Quentin was getting
Maxwell was dressed in a dark-colored suit. He walked into the room, exuding a fearful aura. Jennifer never expected him to come here to the Yale residence, especially during such a helpless moment for her too.Quentin clearly hadn't understood what was going on. He yelled at Jennifer. "You can either go back home with me tonight or get on your knees and apologize! I've already decided to take you for myself, so you'd better not ruin this further for yourself!""How bold." Maxwell walked toward Quentin, his eyes cold and sharp. He was a head taller than Quentin, making him seem all the more domineering.Agnes kept on shooting Jocelyn looks, too frightened to say a word.Jocelyn knew things were really serious now, so she quickly said, "It's all a misunderstanding! I'll just tell you the truth now since you're here, Mr. Maxwell. Jennifer told us there were some issues in your marriage, so she sought our help to find a better man in order to divorce you. Her grandmother cares deeply
Quentin quickly clambered up and ran toward the entrance. As he cupped his face, he yelled out, "Just you wait! I'm going to get you next time!"Maxwell didn't run after Quentin, as it would be insulting to someone of his status to fight with the latter in such a manner. Maxwell had only taught Quentin that brief lesson earlier because he was furious upon seeing the slap mark on Jennifer's cheek.After Quentin ran away, both Agnes and Jocelyn deflated. They felt like they were in deep trouble now.Agnes hesitated for a moment before saying, "That was all just a misunderstanding, Mr. Maxwell. I'm sure there's been a misunderstanding between us and Jennifer as well. Why don't you have a seat? I'll have a pot of tea prepared for you. After all, a family needs to have a strong bond, right?""My only family here is my wife." Maxwell looked down upon Agnes and Jocelyn. "I can let go of what happened today if my wife doesn't pursue the matter. But if she does, prepare to suffer the conseq