Together with William, Stephen made his way through the bustling streets of Rosewind. It didn't take long from his penthouse to the police station.Upon arriving at the parking lot, Stephen entered the spacious and brightly lit lobby of the police station, with high ceilings adorned with modern chandeliers that gave a warm and welcoming atmosphere.There were several seats around the room occupied by several people waiting their turn to be served at the public service counter.At the end of the room, there was a small public courtroom where several people were attending a trial. Several security officers were seen patrolling and maintaining security around the lobby.In the lobby, Stephen was greeted by a police staff who then escorted him to the interrogation room."Welcome to the Rosewind police station, Mr. Stephen," a police officer behind the desk greeted him with a serious look.The police officer began the interrogation process with questions about when Stepehen first met Etta C

With vigilance, Stephen followed Billy, watching him from a not-too-far distance. Billy, who was moving his wheelchair quickly, unaware that Stephen was following his every move. Stephen began to anxious as Billy headed towards the highway and did not stop at the crosswalk. "Is he insane?" Stephen muttered, feeling worried that Billy would act recklessly and crash into passing vehicles.Stephen's worst fears came true. Billy continued moving towards the highway and stopped in the middle of the road. Coincidentally, at that moment, there was a car speeding towards Billy."Maybe this is the best choice for me," said Billy weakly. He took a deep breath and exhaled. With his eyes closed, Billy was ready to end his life.In such a critical situation, Stephen no longer thought about whether the person sitting in the wheelchair was Billy or someone else. With great speed, he ran and pushed the wheelchair, saving Billy from certain death.Because of Stephen's strength and speed, Billy almost f

"Fiona noticed her husband's unusual gaze and asked, "What's wrong with me?" She nervously felt as though time had stood still, and only she could feel the tension from Stephen's passionate gaze. Stephen blinked many times at Fiona's words, admiring her beauty. "Sorry if the way I look at you makes you feel uncomfortable," he said, smiling faintly. Stephen couldn't hide his admiration for Fiona, but he had promised himself not to force marital intimacy upon her. Fiona lowered her face, realizing that she had begun to enjoy Stephen's attention. She had even deliberately dressed up in a new dress from the penthouse wardrobe to welcome him in the afternoon."No," Fiona muttered."No?" Stephen's eyebrows furrowed."I…I allow you to see me, Stephen," Fiona said, trying to smile, but her smile looked stiff."I appreciate it."The two returned to chatting about Fiona's lectures and her work schedule as an assistant professor. Time flew by, and they became friendly and chatted happily on th

With her arms folded across her chest, Fiona looked at Stephen. She was still hesitant to accept Stephen's invitation in her heart."Do you not believe in the credibility of Mr. Roy Potter?" asked Stephen, attempting to read Fiona's thoughts.Fiona shook her head immediately. "No! I believe him!""Then why are you still hesitant to accept my invitation to dinner at the golden chamber?" demanded Stephen.Fiona sat in the living room for a long time, considering various possible answers to the questions in her head. Unfortunately, she could not find any of those answers, so she gave up."Okay, fine. I'll come with you." Fiona got up from the couch, and she and Stephen stepped outside the penthouse and into the VIP elevator.Fiona did not speak with Stephen all the way to the golden chamber. After the elevator opened, beautiful maids in black uniforms with white lace bowed their heads, welcoming Stephen and Fiona.The golden chamber's door opened automatically, revealing an empty room. "W

Stephen's heart raced as he approached Fiona, his mind consumed by excitement. His footsteps echoed softly in the opulent room, each one drawing him closer to the woman who held his heart. Stephen cherished these moments, where he could witness the genuine vulnerability etched on her face, captured within her clear gray eyes.Stephen settled himself on the edge of the bed. He couldn't tear his gaze away from Fiona, his admiration mingling hung in the air. The brunette beauty, aware of his intense scrutiny, found solace in nervously biting her lower lip.Stephen finally asked, "Do you mean to say that you are ready to bear my children?" This was a moment that held the power to shape their future together, and he yearned for Fiona's answer to be affirmative.A rosy hue adorned Fiona's cheeks as she shook her head. Her words, though not what Stephen had expected, struck a chord within him. "Not now," she murmured, her voice tinged with both regret and a sense of unwavering love. "I just w