Once, she broke into his life and pestered him so much that he had nowhere to escape, but she suddenly disappeared. Six years later, he went from being an associate professor in the music department to the president of a well-known domestic and foreign group and caught the runaway girl back to his side. "Ethan White! If you kiss me again, I will--" "What will you do? Bite me?" So, he was thrown to the bed by her mouth-to-mouth with a whine.
Under the bright sun, Lilly Johnson grabbed the shoulder straps of her backpack and stood at the intersection.
The phone contained a photo she had just received. The image was blurry, but just a silhouette was enough to shock Lilly and make her stand in a daze.
He... is back?
The person in the photo was boarding the plane, his silhouette was against the light, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, but just by the outline carved out by the light and shadow, one could feel his unique aura of arrogance.
Her fingertips were pressed against the screen, gently stroking the face that was once within reach but now far away. The phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from her aunt.
She picked up the phone, and a woman's anxious voice came: "Lilly, did you see the picture you just sent? The flight from Provence to Reading will arrive at noon. It is estimated that it will arrive at the airport soon. Go and intercept him quickly. Whether your grandmother's company can be saved depends on whether you can persuade Ethan White!"
"But I..." Lilly bit her lower lip and held the phone tightly.
"What's wrong? Just asking him to say hello to the director of Liney's company is just a piece of cake for him. Besides, it's just a matter of one word for you," her hesitant words made the woman on the other end of the microphone more anxious, "Lilly, do you want to see your grandmother get angry and have a stroke before you will be sensible!"
"No, it's not like that, aunt, I am..." Lilly bit her lip and clasped the backpack strap on her shoulder with her fingers. She was not undedicated, but she was afraid of seeing him again, and she was afraid that her already hesitant heart would be shaken again.
If she went to find him, what was the point of running away from him in the first place?
"Lilly, although you have spent many times with your grandma, you see that she has treated you like a treasure this year and has been trying her best to make up for you. This company is your grandma's life's work. How can you bear to watch it go down in an instant? Your grandma is so old..." The aunt's voice became choked.
Lilly felt guilty and gritted her teeth. What the aunt said was right. All her life, her grandma was good to her. She would try her best to satisfy her as long as she wanted something. No matter what, she couldn't be so willful and selfish.
She took a deep breath and finally made up her mind: "I know." Then she hung up the phone.
Lilly looked down at the phone message and then up at the dazzling red light on the sidewalk across the street. Her heart was in a mess.
Go ahead, ask him for a favor. She won't think about anything else, do this one thing. After she finished, she would leave, just like a year ago, and never bother him again. The green light on the opposite side came on almost the next second, and the traffic on both sides slowed down.
Lilly scratched her hair somewhat resignedly. Just as she took the first step, a very eye-catching black Panamera quickly cut in a few places and drove to the front.
Lilly glanced at it casually, and suddenly her eyes widened. Her heart began to beat wildly, and her fingertips trembled so much that she almost dropped her phone.
--Why is he here?
The man she was familiar with leaned casually on the back seat, his eyebrows and eyes were still as bright as stars, and he could be said to have the most beautiful face in the world. But his expression was still cold and without any warmth.
It was this kind of indifference that made people silent so that at that time, as long as it was his class, no student in the classroom dared to make any noise.
She stared at the man in the car infatuatedly, unable to suppress the surging emotions from the bottom of her heart, and there was only one thought left in her mind, he came back, so close, and appeared in front of her alive.
Her footsteps were extremely light, fearing that if she wasn't careful, he would disappear completely like the dreams she had.
Ethan White wore a Bluetooth headset and looked coldly at the screen of his laptop. As soon as he got off the plane, he went into work mode.
"Ethan, I seem to see--" A girl who looked about 17 or 18 years old beside him spoke hesitantly, but Ethan's dissatisfied look made her shut up obediently. The girl turned back and looked out the window unwillingly.
The man frowned and followed her gaze.
On the roadside outside the window were Kapok trees in full bloom, with crimson flowers fluttering in the wind, graceful and charming. Under the tree, a girl with bright eyes and white teeth stood there.
The girl's hair had grown a little longer, with slightly curled ends, gently leaning against her rosy cheeks, and the smile on her face made her face even more beautiful and moving.
Ethan's heart trembled violently, his fingers clenched, the corners of his lips pursed, and a layer of indelible coldness covered his eyes.
'Without him, she is better off, right?'
Ethan looked at the girl in a clean white shirt and canvas shoes indifferently, and he didn't say anything.
Ziyan, who was sitting in the back seat with him, saw that he looked ugly, and she knew that he still cared about that woman, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so abnormal, but she didn't give up, and still asked tentatively, "Ethan, do you want to..."
Ethan glanced at her coldly, and she immediately fell silent.
At this time, the green light came on, the car behind started honking, and the girl on the opposite side was already walking towards their car.
But it wasn't just fear, she was irresistibly drawn to a stranger. She wanted him to touch her, to kiss her. Gillian's legs were giving way from an inexplicable desire. She had never experienced anything like this. She wouldn't say she loved him, but she still felt sympathy. And then one meeting, Asher Christian swallowed her up. Asher leaned over, and she pressed herself into the bark. In her zeal to keep their bodies from touching, she overdid it and scratched her back, and badly. She felt a burning sensation. "You need to be careful." The voice flowed like a pleasant wave. His fingers wandered over her bare skin and gave a short kiss to her lips. "Asher Christian! If you kiss me again, I will--" "What will you do? Bite me?" And then he pinned her to the wall.
"You will accept me as your mate on the coming moonlit night, Alex." The girl was nervous. If Alex had no reason to follow the lead of his relatives, then Amelia had no choice but to obey. Amelia knew perfectly well who she was to Alex, but she understood that a girl like her was not worthy of being next to the head of the pack. Her rivals would simply kill her and they would be right. A strong she-wolf should stand next to a true Alpha, and not a mental cripple, which she was. "Or else? What will you do if I refuse?" he stretched his lips into a smile, looking at her with superiority. But he couldn't! He wouldn't mind spending one night with her, but he knew it would not end there. He did not feel his mate in her, but he wildly desired her whenever she appeared in his field of vision.
Asher Black is the future Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack, and Jolie is just a simple maid. Two stripes on the test. Pregnancy... Asher quickly got rid of them. But five years later, as if nothing had happened, he wanted to take her daughter away from her.
Beta Black had clarified that he would never take a mate, but following his beliefs was becoming increasingly difficult because Wolf could not resist their mutual attraction. Once he touched and tasted the beautiful Aileen, the wolf couldn't help but want her his mate. Can one night give two people what they so desperately want, or will the reality of who they are tear them apart?
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"