It took him forever to get his point across to Catherine. The more he explained, the larger his headache grew. The girl had a seriously confusing thought process. Noah was more baffled than anything at this point. After hearing all he had to say, Catherine pondered. His explanations were reasonable and they made sense. Did… Did she really just misunderstand the whole situation? Staring into his eyes, she had a feeling that he wasn’t lying. …Was it all just a misunderstanding after all? …Oh… Rubbing her forehead, she would silently ask, “So… It was all just a misunderstanding?” “Pretty much,” shrugged Noah who was just glad that his point had finally gotten across. “…Then swear to me.” The man sighed as he raised three fingers and straightened his back. “I, Noah Smith, swear that I’ve never had any inappropriate relationships nor have I had any thoughts about them. If I do any of those acts, may lightning strike me dead…” “…Fine, I’ll believe you…” Catherine sigh
Stanley’s frown remained. “It’s that simple?” “Apparently.” “And you’re telling me that Zack Cassidy was not involved in this at all?” “Zack knows about this?” Catherine asked as she tried to fake a surprised voice. “Forget about it. Don’t involve yourself in my relationship in future.” “Alright, Fifth brother.” After hearing Catherine’s response, he hung up the phone. His eyes reflected an onslaught of complicated feelings on his mind. He stopped his car before a red traffic light. He stared at the traffic light as his finger tapped on the steering wheel. Noah was innocent all along? If it wasn’t Noah, then what could she have meant with ‘misunderstandings’? From Catherine’s investigation, it sounded as if Noah was being truthful about it. Xyla truly had no feelings for Noah? Was it really true as he explained it? What on earth could she have meant by ‘cause misunderstandings’? Bzz… bzz... His thoughts were momentarily cut off by the sound of his phone ringi
“While it’s possible to nurture feelings, you will still suffer in the long run.” “If it’s to live a luxurious life, enduring a little suffering is nothing. Mom, it’s the Sullivan family we’re talking about. It’s impossible for me to let go of that position that easily.” Emily Quest persisted on. “Even if you don’t support me, I’ll still hold on to my view!” Emily said sternly. “Pain and suffering are always required in order to gain something.” “If you’re that persistent how could I not support you?” Mary Conner sighed, giving in. Footsteps from outside the room could be heard at that moment. The door opened and Jeremy Quest entered the room. Seeing him, Emily put on a depressed facade and forced tears out of her eyes till they became red. Jeremy looked at Emily dearly before letting out a long sigh, “I’ve talked to the Sullivan family. They’ve agreed to stop talking about the divorce, at least for now…” Emily’s eyes lit up immediately. “Really, dad?” Jeremy nodded.
“President Xyla told me to stay and take care of her until she fully recovers.” Georgie Clementine smiled. “Sure.” Stanley turned around and headed upstairs. He did not say another word. “I’ve prepared dinner. Come eat in a bit.” Georgie said while she looked at his back. He did not reply and continued walking. As he walked past the master bedroom, he stared at the closed door for a moment before returning to his own room. Georgie had made six dishes. There was a dish of stir-fried baby vegetables, braised sea cucumbers, some cordyceps soup, boneless chicken feet, pork ribs, and stir-fried cabbages. Just as the three of them were about to sit together at the dining table, Stanley Batton’s phone rang. The person calling was Catherine Batton. He placed a small helping of stir-fried baby vegetables—which was Xyla’s favorite—in Xyla’s bowl before getting up and standing at a corner near a window. Looking out the porch, he answered the call. “What is it?” “Fifth brother,
While this was happening, Sharon Lindt was sitting on the sofa, sipping on some milk which she had poured into a European coffee cup. The mouth of the cup had a golden ring, and it shone beautifully under the light. As soon as Catherine Batton walked in, Sharon’s face turned serious. “Catherine Batton, come here right this instant!” Catherine immediately picked up her pace. Her face was almost pale from fear. As she stood in front of Sharon, she lifted both hands in a ‘surrender’ pose and widened her eyes. In a quivering voice, she said, “Mom, I know that I should be studying properly. I shouldn’t have secretly come back to play. I’ve done wrong so please forgive me…” Looking at the sight before her, Sharon felt like laughing but she managed to maintain her strict facade. “And?” “So… Please don’t be angry alright? I promise that I’ll go back to studying after two days. I won’t come back unless it’s during the holidays. I swear that I won’t ditch my studies to come back home u
Stanley and Josh Batton both looked at Sharon Lindt, waiting for her to speak. “Your dad will be returning from overseas next Monday. Please keep your schedules empty in the evening so that you’ll have some time to visit him,” Sharon said. “Alright.” Stanley nodded before turning to leave. Josh nodded as well before following Stanley out. After the two left, Catherine Batton looked at Sharon before hugging her affectionately. “Mom, can I stay till dad comes home? I really miss him.” “No, you may not. Your studies are more important.” “But mom… Please?” Catherine began acting like a child again, shaking Sharon’s arm gently. “Please, mom? Dad must miss me too…” Catherine begged and begged, even looking at Sharon with puppy dog eyes. Eventually, Sharon couldn’t help but to give in. “Alright, alright, you can leave next Tuesday instead…” “Yay! Thanks mom, you’re the best!” Catherine cheered as she raised her arms in the air like a child. “Silly kid…” Sharon sighed, a sm
Emily Quest nodded in response. “It is… Mary, I know I’m the one at fault here… Is there any way you could ever forgive me?” Mary Sullivan sighed. “I’ve actually already forgiven you. No matter how you dice it, you’re still my best friend. My sister. You may have faked your pregnancy but I just can’t seem to stay mad about it. I understand why you did such a thing after all.” Relief washed over Emily after hearing Mary’s words. She hugged Mary, tears trickling down her cheeks. “You’re the best Mary…” Mary gently patted Emily on her back. “Alright, alright… Don’t start crying now… Look at you, you big cry baby… This really isn’t like you.” “Yeah, I don’t feel like myself anymore these days. It’s all Xyla Quest’s fault… Whenever I don’t take my medication now, I instantly feel like dying terribly… Though the medicine definitely helps, a part of me still wants to die.” Emily wept as she said all this, crocodile tears still flowing from her eyes. Mary carefully raised her hands a
“I will send them to you now,” said the man. Her phone vibrated a second later. The name, ‘Tool’ was displayed on her WeChat. The man had delivered more than ten photos of Stanley together with Catherine to her. There were photos of them sitting at a KFC together, a photo of Stanley’s back as he entered a hotel, and a few screenshots from a surveillance camera. The screenshots showed both Stanley and Catherine walking out from a hotel, side-by-side. Emily Quest’s eyes lit up the moment she saw the pictures. She then placed the phone next to her ear again before looking around. Once assured that there was no one else there, she whispered, “Where did you get these photos from?” That girl was definitely his mistress! Both of them looked so intimate together. They even entered and left the same hotel together. It didn’t matter whether the man in the picture was the true Stanley or a substitute that Xyla had made into her pretend husband, or at least according to Emily’s sixth