ine speak to Wesl

eeing t

h Christine, I can recommend my youngest daughter as your

arried is the day when the J

stine, completely ign

u need my hel

his statement. Perhaps she wanted the Ji family

s smug expression turned to panic

o knew this phone

and sneered in his heart. He pressed the ans

ey all want to catch me. H

obs; her every word ma

me, he'll kill me! Your grandfather

ease marry

Also, can you please check your inbox folder? I

one. There were indeed several unread

' he curs

k you up." Wesley got up and headed outside. He stop

oing to pick

crying

d to the conversation, but Christine managed t

ist, her nails dug into her palm. Just now, she seemed to have h

hung up the

ica?

se. His grip tightened and his face twisted to a sc

ose? Do you want Jessica to misund

d between g

st pounded heavily and sweat trickled down his spine.

ow that you're g

; her words were like a bomb, decima

ne out, except

lew straight and h

wound and splattered on the floor,

ands were

ntrol of his tempe

moment the cup left his grip, Wesley had already regretted hi

was overwhelmed by

ve stronger than the last. She felt all her strength being sapped away, replaced by a sen

e of him. Even if she went to h

body st

e's figu

erge of

Christine, cushioning her impact as

the doctor

d saw a deep cut, about an inch long, right above her eyebrow. H

wanted to remind him that Jessica's wel

e knew him like the back of his hand. Wesley did not like Jessica at all

he name of Wesley's fiancee. Because of those, Karl b

ld be glad if Wesley an

earlier. He laid Christine gently on t

me. She slowly rose up in a daze and spotted

ing sure that the bleeding had stopped. He fell asl

g eyelashes fluttered every now and then, while beads of sweat

is arrogant man was

woke up from a nightmare where she found herself on her k

to the cold. Every step woke her up from her daze as th

ocked in on her, sending a chill down her spine. He looked like he could murder her wit

go around barefoot

ed at her p

out, looking for Jessica

chin and stared at

t if I marry you, he

t's your

you have no choic

hed her situation carefully and concluded that it would be best for her not to infuriate him. 'Why am I stuck in this situatio

em.

ss so quickly that

coughed

ell? Christine, how old are you? Ho

sound so gentle and tender. H

s man? What the hell d

for a

a long time before h

fter waiting patiently outside of t

door open. He was carrying a warm, damp

an's face. Wesley walked away as swiftly as his long leg

addressed his daughter casually, "You'd bett

a black night gown after drying hersel

ucumber salad, a plate of chicken cordon bleu, and a large pan of quiche decorated the table along with

ious meal, unpreced

aiting for you. Is it really

oud. She wanted to test h

miled and shoved a chunk of beef in his mouth. He moved gracefully

id that you'll be lonely all your li

fter swallowing his meal, Wesley put down the fork and knife, and swirl

eared and announced the arrival of their ride. He then pol

ty, Mr. Nathan." Wesley empti

with Bear following him like a shadow.

ase put the

d up with being subservient in front of Wesley. He vowed to clip W

ristine hasn

f in her hand, Vivi

her, so don't le

lowered her head, nodded submissivel

must marry Wesle

fell into silence. Standing at the foot of the stairs, Chris