Though he disliked her working, if she found staying home too boring, he could at least provide her with an outlet.The cultural sector was unfamiliar to him, but for her, he had invested. Now, even Ryo and Lucas in London were interested.Both of their wives were notable in their fields—one a renowned novel translator with her own studio, the other, Ryo's sister, who started drawing out of boredom and became a successful manga artist with a unique style and a significant following, though temporarily paused due to pregnancy.Former doctor Ryo decided to invest in their careers, collaborating with Caesar and Lucas, securing control over Reccel, all for their beloved wives."Husband, I want to do something else now," Monica said, hugging him, smiling beautifully."Oh? Tell me.""Let's have another child, okay?"Her fair cheeks turned rosy, making his heart flutter."Are you inviting me to make a baby right now?""Mr. Caesar, do you accept this invitation?""Of course." He lifted her a
After each round of the show, the outfits worn by the models were quickly snapped up. Soon, the dozens of outfits Luccie had meticulously prepared were all bought, and those who didn't get one immediately placed orders for the new season.The final round featured wedding dresses, and the last model showcasing the most important piece was none other than the designer herself, Luccie.In a wedding dress of classic design, adorned with countless jewels, Luccie appeared even more elegant and stunning.As soon as she stepped out, Luccie received thunderous applause, but no one rushed to buy this special wedding dress.As the spoiled rich girl walked the runway, shouts filled the hall, "Where's the groom? Where's the groom?""Honey, is there really a groom?" Julie whispered to Ryo."No idea." He shrugged.Eleanor sighed deeply.Luccie had walked halfway down the runway in her wedding dress. Everyone thought there wouldn't be a groom, so some were already preparing to place orders for the dr
a daughter, she'll be like you were as a child, a lovable girl everyone adores." Christopher agreed, as he also preferred a well-behaved, cultured daughter.After breakfast, Rhodi, having eaten in the study, was picked up by his grandparents.He must have secretly called them for rescue! Joy thought, both amused and exasperated, as her son waved obediently.While Christopher cleaned up, she went to the study to get their briefcases and noticed a crumpled handkerchief on his desk. Frowning, she picked it up, sure it was her son's makeshift napkin.She was about to throw it away when she saw a familiar mark.Turning it over, she found the name "Jojo" embroidered in red thread at the corner.How did this handkerchief get here? How could it?"Joy, are you ready?"Christopher entered, seeing her holding the familiar handkerchief. He looked a bit awkward, "What's wrong?"How did she end up with this? Didn't he keep it in a small box on the bookshelf? It was just a keepsake like the statue.
Unable to walk properly, the butler carried her back. As they passed the living room, she caught a glimpse of the tall figure standing beside her father, holding a glass of wine, smiling and chatting—completely different from the unkind man outside.Sensing her gaze, he turned slightly. Their eyes met briefly, his deep, inscrutable gaze deeply shaking her young heart.After just one look, he turned back, continuing to converse amiably.That was their first meeting, and she couldn't forget it.The second time they met was five years later.He was the same, but she had grown up into a vibrant young woman. However, in his eyes, she was invisible—he didn't remember her at all.Their second meeting wasn't at the Sherwood house but in his hotel suite.During the global financial crisis, the Sherwood family business suffered greatly, declining rapidly, and the partnership with Sunflower Real Estate was canceled.Knowing he was visiting Malaysia again, her father shamelessly brought his daug
Fortunately, there were no internal injuries, but both of his legs were broken, meaning he would have to stay in bed for at least two months, followed by physical therapy. The duration of the therapy would depend on how well he recovered."So, basically, I won't be able to walk for a year, right?"He frowned deeply, extremely displeased with the doctor's prognosis."That's one way to put it. But Dr. Ryo, don't be too pessimistic. You've just had surgery, and what I just said is based on your current condition. We'll have to do more detailed examinations to know for sure.""Leave now.""Alright. If you feel unwell or have any questions, just press the call button or ask a nurse."After the doctor and nurses left, only the two of them remained in the room."Do you want to eat something? Porridge? Or fruit?" Cratsy cautiously asked.Norman's mood was extremely bad, and her constant chatter was getting on his nerves, making him more irritable. "You can leave now."He coldly dismissed her.
Ryo rubbed his temples. "I'm Norman's brother. It's normal for him to think of me and for me to care for him. Don't overthink it. Our baby won't be happy.""Are you annoyed by me?" she asked, feeling wronged."Silly, why would I be? I'm just worried you'll overthink and be unhappy.""Because I'm silly, you find me annoying.""No matter how silly, I love you.""But don't men prefer smart women?""Believe me, men prefer smart daughters, not wives.""Really?""Really.""But what if our smart daughter can't find a partner?""Our daughter will be an exception."Ryo's sweet words finally cheered her up, making her forget her unfounded jealousy."Honey, you must take me to my brother's wedding next month.""Of course. If you're well, we'll go. Maybe even take a trip. Now, let's have some afternoon tea.""Carry me.""Sure, I'll carry my lovely wife and our baby to tea."Ryo effortlessly lifted Eleanor, taking her to enjoy a sweet afternoon tea.Norman, refusing to have strangers invade his sp
"Norman, don't you feel guilty making a girl suffer like this?" Halley couldn't help but speak up. "You were married, after all. One day as a couple, a hundred days of grace."Norman glared at him, "Watch your words. We're divorced. Now she's my caregiver, voluntarily, and I'm paying her. No suffering here."Fine, Halley wouldn't argue with a patient, whose mood was unstable.After finishing their tea, they bid farewell to Cratsy, asking her to take good care of their grumpy patient before leaving.Norman scowled, ignoring her, but Cratsy didn't mind, pushing him to his room."They're so considerate, even changing the mattress."She had just changed the bedspread to a dark blue, her favorite color. It would be comfortable to sleep on.Of course, if his brothers were good to someone, that person would never forget their kindness for life.He still ignored her, just looking at the large bed and sighing."Your dressing room is very spacious. I should have brought more clothes. But I've m
When she came back with another blanket, he had already closed his eyes, seemingly asleep.****Waking up to find the girl wrapped around him like an octopus, Norman felt a helplessness.She was like a bandit playing the victim, perfectly fitting her.This girl seemed to forget she was next to a patient, kicking off her blanket halfway through the night, then crawling into his when she got cold, rubbing against him. Pushing her away worked only for a while before she was back.He really didn't expect sharing a bed with a girl to be so troublesome.And now, early in the morning, she started rubbing against him again.His legs were injured, but his middle leg was fine. Morning arousal was a natural male response, unrelated to any desire for her.Suppressing the warmth spreading through him, he tried to push her away and reach for the wheelchair.Still half-asleep, she lost his warmth and instinctively rolled over, eventually falling off the bed with a thud. Norman, wrestling with the wh