Martha held Daphne in her arms. She came closer and closer until she saw Ayanna, who was lying on the ground.Her scream pierced the night sky. "Gosh! What are you doing, Ms. Ayanna?"What will happen to Daphne if you’re gone?"…Martha held Daphne in her arms. The baby was only a few months old, but she seemed to sense her mother's death and began to wail uncontrollably, her cries unceasing.Fearing that it would leave an emotional scar on the baby, Martha covered the infant’s eyes, preventing her from seeing her mother's tragic state.Ayanna was like a rose in full bloom against the dark of the night.Downstairs, chaos reigned.Before long, the police arrived, cordoning off the scene to prevent bystanders from contaminating it. Even Martha could only hold Daphne and watch her mistress from a distance.Martha was capable, but there was nothing she could do now. After all, she was a stranger in this place with no one to turn to.Wait a minute. There was Gwynn.Suddenly, sh
Before getting into the car, Anderson finally turned around and looked back.The police cars blocked most of his view, but he could still see Ayanna lying in a pool of blood through the dispersing crowd. She was lying on her back, looking incredibly peaceful, with no trace of bitterness.Ayanna...Ollie, who sat in the limousine, called out for his father to get in, saying that the dead person is the nasty lady.He paused for a moment before getting into the car.Once they got back to the Templeton Villa, Anderson felt an inexplicable unease. He felt a sense of satisfaction, but every time he closed his eyes, he saw the image of Ayanna’s death. Turning over, he wanted to embrace Talia, thinking that perhaps having sex would stop his mind from wandering.Talia ducked out of his reach.She kept a three-feet distance from her husband. Looking up at the dark ceiling, she said in a flat tone that she was tired.For the first time, she was afraid, finding her husband too ruthless.
Martha gently pressed her forehead against Daphne’s.Finally, she said, "I have to go now! Please take care of Daphne."Noah took the baby into his arms.He reassured the old nanny, "We’ll ensure she doesn’t suffer. She’s going to have a beautiful, happy childhood as well as future."Tears glimmered in Martha’s eyes, but she still turned and left.…Three days later, Noah went to Templeton Group to find Anderson. He wanted to tell the latter about the truth.It was Daphne's cord blood that saved his son's life, but Anderson repaid this kindness by leading Ayanna to her demise. He wanted to confront Anderson and question whether he was truly a man as well as the reason for tormenting a woman like this.After all, he was the one who sicced Ayanna on him.If Anderson wanted revenge, he should’ve taken it out on him, instead of Ayanna! What’s worse, she gave birth to his daughter.However, Anderson's secretary said that he wasn’t in the office and that he was out entertaining c
"I was too late!"I can't bring her back, but I can at least give you the beating you deserve."…Noah grabbed Anderson by the collar.He swung his fist and punched the latter over and over again, breaking his victim’s nose.With each punch, he hurled a vicious curse.By the end, both men were covered in blood, Noah's fists raw and bleeding, but he felt no pain. He just wanted Anderson to suffer. On top of that, he wanted him to wake up.Anderson lay sprawled on the carpet, gasping for breath, his body drenched in blood.Noah delivered a final brutal kick and spat. "You killed the woman who loved you from the bottom of her heart."Finally, his eyes reddened with emotion.His hands trembled as he took out a cigarette pack and lighter before lighting a cigarette. He no longer wanted to waste words on someone like Anderson. He left the latter a word before he walked away.He said he would be waiting for Anderson to come find him.The door to the private room opened and then sl
Renata left behind a probing remark before finishing the meal and leaving.Noah and Gwynn were left alone.They felt somber. He stood by the window, taking out a cigarette but not lighting it. He was wracked with guilt.Ayanna was pitiful and had a tragic fate. He remembered how she had knelt before him years ago, begging him to accept her.In this world, there were too many who had wronged her.However, Anderson had hurt her the most.…As the night grew darker, Gwynn leaned against her husband and said softly, "Although we have no problem having one more mouth to feed, I want to find a good place for Daphne. Somewhere she can be cared for wholeheartedly, where she'll have someone who will give everything for her when she needs it."Noah lowered his head, his voice slightly hoarse when he spoke. "Are you talking about Renata?"She murmured softly, "Indeed. She’s reliable and loves children. She will definitely give Daphne her all. I can let her take care of Daphne without h
A week later, Charles came to Brookesville on a business trip. Originally, he planned to leave as soon as his business was concluded. Last time, he was deeply hurt by Renata. He might’ve missed her occasionally, but he’d never set aside his pride easily unless she took the initiative to reconcile.He thought about it over and over again and was truly surprised when she asked Jake to mediate the fight between them.On the night before he left Brookesville, Charles stood by the window and read the newspaper. His dark blue shirt was impeccably crisp and well-fitted. He had yet to be forty years old. So, he was young and promising. He also exuded a charming and affectionate aura. He received no fewer than ten calls from women in a week.However, he no longer entertained these women.Jake poured a cup of tea and placed it on the small side table next to the sofa. Speaking gently, he said, "You've been busy for a whole week. Why don't you take some time to relax? It’s not like you do
Hearing the baby's cries, Charles was puzzled. Where did the baby come from? He looked at Mrs. Chu, clearly asking for an explanation. But Mrs. Chu was busy serving him dishes, her face beaming with warmth. "I prepared some hometown dishes just for you, Charles. Why don't you try them?"Setting down his cutlery, he asked, "Where did the baby upstairs come from?"She stroked her hair gently and gave him a faint smile. "Why, I gave birth to her."“That’s ridiculous.” He exclaimed, but he refrained from mentioning her inability to conceive. After a moment of silence, he said, "You didn't invite me here today because you love me. You did it because you want to register a father for this baby!""You just want me to father this baby, Renata." He concluded.…Charles spoke, feeling sorry for himself, "How heartless, Renata!" He was so angry that he hurled his cutlery on the dining table, but he couldn't bring himself to leave. Instead, he made his way upstairs with a heavy heart
Charles was already in a bad mood, to begin with. Seeing Anderson made it even worse, especially since the latter was drinking with prostitutes.A young and beautiful girl sat on Anderson’s lap, gently coaxing him to drink, and he looked quite charming and affectionate, too! Charles felt uncomfortable witnessing this scene.Heh! Daphne’s biological father was here drinking with a prostitute while his ex-wife was at home changing diapers for her. She was even willing to sacrifice herself to marry a balding man in his fifties for the baby’s sake.In a fit of anger, he took action. Though he was a cultured man, he had a slender and strong physique, which meant he was more than capable of subduing Anderson. He grabbed Anderson’s collar and pinned him against the wall with ease, his voice carrying a hint of chilliness, "You’re enjoying yourself quite an awful lot, Anderson! Your mistress died and left behind an orphan and yet you're here drinking with a prostitute."Mistress… Orph