Tessa’s entrance into the grand hall was like a spark igniting a flurry of whispers. Heads turned, conversations paused, and all eyes focused on her. Known far and wide as the most beautiful woman in Storm City, her presence alone commanded attention.But what truly captured everyone’s curiosity was the man seated in the wheelchair she was pushing.“Who’s the cripple with Ms. Armand?” someone murmured, voicing the question on everyone’s mind.The room buzzed with speculation, the sheer mystery of the scene fueling countless theories.“You don’t know?” someone else chimed in, eager to share gossip. “That cripple is her husband.”“Tessa Armand married? And to him? Impossible!”The revelation sent a wave of disbelief rippling through the crowd.“Wait, what? She’s married? To him? How could someone like Ms. Armand, with her beauty and reputation, settle for a cripple?”“Is he from a wealthy family?” a woman asked skeptically, grasping for an explanation.“Absolutely not. I heard he’s just

The entire hall fell into stunned silence as Adam's bold words hung in the air. Wendy’s face contorted with fury, her voice trembling as she spat, “How dare you demand that I lick your shoes? Do you have a death wish?” The crowd erupted in an uproar, their shock quickly morphing into anger. “Disrespecting the Supreme General’s wife is a crime beyond forgiveness!” “He’s done for! No one in the world can save him now!” The onlookers shouted in unison, their voices ringing with disdain as they regarded Adam as if he were already condemned. Tessa’s face turned pale, panic clear in her wide eyes. She leaned closer to Adam and pleaded in a hushed but frantic tone, “Adam, please, you’re being reckless! Apologize to Wendy before it’s too late!” Even Eleanor, who had been a silent spectator until now, couldn’t hold back her anger. She pointed at Adam and screamed, “You useless idiot! Are you trying to drag us all down with you? Just bow down and apologize already!” Sandra, who had been

"Adam, please spare me. I'm so sorry!" Wendy's voice trembled as she fell to her knees, desperation etched across her face.Henry quickly followed suit, his hands clasped together in a pleading gesture. "Yes, Adam. We're sorry. Please forgive us. I promise I won’t do it again."Sandra, shaking visibly, collapsed to the floor. "Please spare me, Mr. Adam," she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper.Brenda, however, tried a different tactic. She forced a small smile, hoping to appeal to Adam’s sense of family. "Adam, we're family. Please forgive us this time. Let bygones be bygones."The shift was almost laughable. Just moments ago, they had been arrogant, looking down on Adam. Now they groveled at his feet, their lives hanging by a thread.Adam’s lips curled into a mocking grin. He had seen this act too many times before. People like them didn’t change. Their apologies were hollow, their promises worthless. He knew that sparing them now would only invite more trouble in the future

Adam slightly turned over and saw Tessa lying, with her back facing him, he thought she was asleep and wrapped his arms around her.she smacked his hand away. "Adam I said goodnight."Adam however grabbed her hand against the bed, rollerd on top of her and locked her with a deep kiss, his hands moved slowly unbottoning her dress.Tessa pushed Adam off her, quickly getting dressed. Her sharp glare fixed on him. "You’ve gone too far."Adam raised an eyebrow, looking at her with mock innocence. "But we’re husband and wife. It’s so uncomfortable for me to hold back every day. Can’t you pity me a little?"Tessa crossed her arms, her expression softening slightly but still firm. "I’m not ready yet. Give me some time. Besides, your legs aren’t even healed."Adam sighed dramatically and lay back down, his face clouded with disappointment."Are you angry?" Tessa asked after a moment, her voice quieter now."No," Adam replied honestly, though his eyes betrayed his frustration. "Just... disappoi

"Alright, enough!" Gerald's voice boomed through the room, silencing the bickering. His expression darkened as he scanned his family. "Do you have any sense of decorum? Look where we are! Do you want to turn this banquet into a spectacle for the guests?"The crowd fell silent under Gerald's stern gaze, though the tension in the room remained palpable. He glanced at Adam dismissively, his lips pressing into a thin line. Whatever gift Adam held in his hands, Gerald didn’t even bother to look at it.“Grandpa!” A cheerful voice suddenly broke through the heavy atmosphere. All heads turned as Wendy strutted into the room, her smile radiant and her arm linked with a man’s.The man beside her was unremarkable in looks but carried himself with an air of self-assured arrogance. He wore a tailored brand-name suit, his wrist adorned with an expensive watch that gleamed under the lights. His posture was stiff, his nose slightly upturned, as though the entire room wasn’t worth his notice. Wendy, o