After defeating one by one the guards in front of the door, Morgan angrily attempted to open it. Earlier, he had checked the guard's trouser pockets and found no key, so he kicked the door open.His hands clenched tightly and trembled with anger.*Gently, Mr. Torrent stroked Lyndsey's cheek, but she turned her face away in disgust, avoiding his touch. As if the gentle caress were a knife aimed at her, ready to destroy her.However, Mr. Torrent was in a good mood, so he didn't take offense at her action, only tightening his grip on her soft jaw."Don't be too stubborn, your efforts will be in vain," he warned with a repulsive, tempting voice.Lyndsey stared at the face she once admired and praised for being better than her useless husband. However, she later realized that her husband was slightly better. At least he didn't humiliate her and treat her like a commodity that could be bought with a little profit.Moreover, Morgan always worried about her, although sometimes that attitude
Upon hearing Lyndsey's weak call, Morgan unconsciously let out a long sigh of relief. She felt relieved, at least she hadn't arrived too late, Lyndsey hadn't suffered too much harm.Morgan came to help straighten out her clothes a bit and reassure her, "Don't worry, I'm here now.""Um..." mumbled Lyndsey in response. Her body was still weak and under the influence of anesthesia, but her mind was very clear; she knew the situation a moment ago had been very dangerous and unfavorable.If Morgan hadn't come, she might... Lyndsey didn't even dare to think about it anymore. Comfortably, she felt the warmth of Morgan's hand stroking her back gently, and his strong body embracing her, slowly calming her down.After patting her back a few times, Morgan released their embrace, saying, "Wait here, there's still something I need to do."Not knowing what Morgan was going to do, Lyndsey let him go. She trusted that he wouldn't leave her.Under Lyndsey's gaze, Morgan stood up and walked towards the
Ignoring what was happening there, Morgan took off his coat and put it on Lyndsey, who was still under the influence of anesthesia.Lyndsey's body was limp, especially after her struggle a few moments ago to stay conscious. So, once she felt safe, she immediately leaned against Morgan's body.“Morgan…,” she called weakly, as if making sure that she had indeed been rescued. Her hand also tightly gripped his clothes.Morgan liked it when Lyndsey clung to him like this, but he felt heartbroken thinking about the reason behind her behavior. It would be better if this woman clung to him because she liked him, not because of a disaster.And if he could choose, it would be better if Lyndsey behaved arrogantly as usual, but she was fine rather than like this.Holding her tighter, Morgan comforted her by saying, “I'm here, I'll take you away from here, and we'll go home.”After hearing that answer, Lyndsey's body completely relaxed, as if surrendering everything to him and almost losing consci
Morgan carried Lyndsey into the room. It was well past the bedtime of the Brown family members, so nobody noticed them, especially Lyndsey's condition.They were almost at their room when Lyndsey regained consciousness. Seeing Morgan's sharp jawline when she opened her eyes made her slightly confused. Then she remembered what had just happened and realized that the man carrying her was Morgan, her husband.Feeling the movement of the person in his arms, Morgan looked down, their gazes met. At that moment, Lyndsey was surprised to find tenderness in his eyes, which made her slightly contemplative.With Morgan's distinctive voice echoing, he said, "We've reached home."As soon as he finished his sentence, the bedroom door opened.Hearing that, Lyndsey became alert again, she shifted her gaze from his face and looked towards the familiar room.Stopping Morgan from taking her into the room, Lyndsey quickly said, "M-Morgan, put me down... I can manage on my own."There was a crease in Morg
The next day, Morgan woke up earlier than usual. As soon as he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Lyndsey's sleeping face.It was a new sight for him considering that during their marriage, he usually slept secretly in the guest room if not known by his father-in-law, and sometimes if he had to sleep in the room, he would sleep on the sofa instead of being in the same bed as Lyndsey.Morgan gazed at Lyndsey for a moment, recalling her attitude the night before, it seemed like their relationship could improve.He reached out to touch Lyndsey's black hair and murmured, "I'll help you deal with last night's issues."With a thin smile on his lips, Morgan got out of bed, went to the bathroom to freshen up. Even after almost half an hour in the bathroom, Lyndsey was still sound asleep.Morgan went to the balcony to contact someone.Once the phone call connected, the excited voice on the other end echoed, "Young Master, you've contacted me again, this is truly a blessing."Morgan li
"Quickly sign and get out of here!" Joanna uttered the sentence seriously.Morgan raised his eyebrows, looking at them indifferently, then placed the document back on the table. He said, "I won't do it.""Are you stupid? It's not your place to decide whether to sign or not. I'm not asking you to choose, it's a must," Joanna insisted, pushing the document back towards Morgan.Declan also chimed in, with the same forceful and hurried attitude, saying, "Just sign quickly and everything will be over, it's very easy."Quietly scrutinizing them suspiciously, Morgan observed each of their expressions and tried to digest the situation. This wasn't new to him, as Joanna and Declan often urged him to divorce Lyndsey.However, their demeanor now was too strange. Even if they usually mocked and taunted him when urging him to divorce Lyndsey, they weren't as hurried and forceful as today.Still maintaining his calm demeanor, Morgan finally said, "There's no reason to do this, I won't divorce."His
The soda can in his hand shattered, but it didn't quell Morgan's anger. He glared at the figures of Declan and Joanna, making the two feel fear and apprehension.Joanna opened her mouth to utter various curses, but couldn't say a word under that intimidation. She could only repeat the words, "You ... you ..."In that atmosphere, Lyndsey's voice was heard before her figure appeared, "Morgan."Automatically drawing everyone's attention there, the three of them turned towards her almost simultaneously.After stepping closer, Lyndsey finally saw the strange situation, furrowing her brow and asking, "What's going on here?"Her gaze shifted to their mother, Joanna, and her younger brother, Declan, who seemed to have distorted expressions.Feeling supported, Declan, who had previously shrunk, now lifted his chin again. With a blaming attitude, he pointed at Morgan and accused, "Look at your useless husband, he doesn't respect our mother and started the quarrel!"Hearing those words, Lyndsey
Lyndsey stumbled in the hotel lobby, her legs trembling and her steps unsteady. Excessive alcohol had made her lose control of herself. In her confusion, she attempted to steady herself, but only managed to fall to the ground with a thud. Morgan quickly approached her, trying to prevent Lyndsey from falling again. "Lyndsey, let me help you," Morgan said. But Lyndsey roughly pushed Morgan's hand away, grumbling in a slurred voice, "I'm fine on my own, Morgan! I don't need your help." Morgan was accustomed to Lyndsey's rejections, but he also knew he couldn't let Lyndsey lie sprawled in the hotel lobby like this. Not only were hotel staff still milling about, but there were also many wedding guests coming and going. Though irritated by Lyndsey's words, Morgan remained composed, though his anger showed on his face. They were out of town for Lyndsey's cousin's wedding, and with many wedding guests staying at this hotel, it wouldn't be amusing if he were caught by them neglecting his