Jacob glared at Bruno, "A family matter? Impossible! As long as it involves Lizzie, it's never just a family matter. I won't let Lizzie suffer the slightest insult!" His eyes were burning with rage at him."What do you want to do then?" Bruno's brows furrowed."Bruno, he's drunk, let's not pay him any mind. Let's go," Adeline said, her gaze on the intoxicated Jacob before her. She felt triumphant. As long as Jacob still loved Lizzie, as long as he kept chasing after her, let him see how much faith he had to win Lizzie back. As long as Lizzie left Bruno's side, she wouldn't have any worries.In fact, Adeline was scared. She was scared that one day, Bruno would fall in love with Lizzie. On that day, the one to stay by Bruno's side will always be Lizzie, and she would lose everything.With a casual glance, Bruno prepared to turn and leave."Stay where you are!" Jacob strode forward in two large steps, catching Bruno by the arm. His hand balled into a fist, he swung at Bruno.Bruno dodged

Ruoya gazed upon an enormous portrait adorning one of the living room walls. The exquisite beauty captured within the painting could rival a living person, its enchanting smile causing hearts to flutter.Jacob gently pushed Ruoya aside, his eyes firmly fixed on the picture. "Lizzie, I'm back," he said, his voice carried a tranquil air.His casual remark made her body go weak, and she supported herself against the wall, "Jacob, so this is why you've been hiding here, avoiding the villa because of my sister." Her heart shattered in that instant, aching like an open wound dripping with blood.Ignoring Ruoya's words, Jacob staggered to the couch, picked a beer can from the coffee table, popped the lid, and began to drink.Rapidly approaching, Ruoya snatched the beer can from his grasp, "Jacob, what do you intend? My sister is married. Do you find solace in drinking and staring at her picture all day? Does she care about you? Because of her, Bruno has been oppressing your company for a lon

Adeline watched as Lizzie walked away, a surge of anger swelling within her. Did she really not care about Bruno at all? If she didn't care, then why would she come along to the coffee shop, to listen to all these things? Could Lizzie really be that indifferent?She wondered if Lizzie had a heart at all? Or was it that she was still in love with Jacob, that's why she was so indifferent to Bruno?Adeline watched her retreating figure in bewilderment, the hand resting on the coffee cup clenched tightly, turning pale. Why did she feel like she was the loser here? She wanted to strut her childhood love story with Bruno in front of Lizzie, but why was she the one ending up angry?She leaned back into the chair, a picture of dejection.Lizzie walked out of the coffee shop, step by step, telling herself to stay calm, yet her steps grew heavier. At the corner of a street, she squatted down beside a wall. Was this a wound in his heart? Was this the reason for his cold demeanor?Why did her hea

Yelun opened the drawer of his desk, took out an old photograph, and examined it carefully. After a while, he handed the photo to Lizzie."Dad, who is this?" Lizzie asked, looking at the young woman in the photo and then back at Yelun. The woman in the photo bore a striking resemblance to Bruno."She was Bruno's biological mother," Yelun said, his gaze drifting towards the window as if lost in distant memories. "I made a mistake all those years ago, and that's how Bruno came into being. I know he's always blamed me. Blamed me for taking her even though I couldn't marry her, for ignoring her even after she gave birth, for not visiting her or the child even after she fell ill and passed away... I couldn't bring Bruno back to the Kolo family, forcing him into an orphanage. His resentment towards me, his anger... I understand it all."It had been over twenty years, but the pain was still fresh.Lizzie looked at the photo in her hand, then back up at Yelun. "Dad..."Yelun turned back to fa

Lizzie stepped back, her hands trembling and the cup of water she was holding spilled, wetting her hand. "Since you don't want to drink, let it be." She put down the cup carefully, not wanting to break it. The porcelain cup was expensive, and she could tell that even if she did break it, Bruno wouldn't bat an eyelid.Bruno watched her with a confused look. "Did you wait for me until dawn just to give me this ginseng tea?" He couldn't believe it."Yeah, why else would I stay up this late?" Lizzie nodded honestly, not understanding the strange look on his face."Was it worth it?" Bruno stared at her, his tone flat. He was unsure whether to think of her as foolish or crafty.Lizzie was puzzled. What did he mean by worth it or not?"Just for this cup of tea, you waited until dawn?" Bruno asked again.It seemed that he thought she had ulterior motives. Lizzie smiled wryly."It's not about being worth it. It's just following my mother-in-law's instructions. As a daughter-in-law, I have resp