What wishful thinking.

Unfortunately, she would not let him succeed. She said, "Don’t think about it. I won’t agree."

Malcolm stared at her in surprise.

"Janice, I am your father."

"Father?"

Janice sneered. "When I’m useful to you, you remember that you are my father. What about when you didn’t need me? When I was wronged and bullied, where were you? Have you done your duty as a father and ever protected me?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

It took Malcolm a long time to say something.

"Even if you don’t consider me as such, you should do it for your mother’s sake. After all, this company was built on your mother’s efforts too."

Speaking of her mother, Janice was enraged.

"Now you mention my mother, but how about before, when you took all the company shares, did you think of her?"

Malcolm was rendered speechless by her words.

Janice continued.

"Although my custody was awarded to mom, I was still a Gladwell. When my mother passed away, where were you when I was alone?"

"When your other daughter took advantage of my mother’s hard earned company to squander money, did you know I was doing everything on my own? I was working, trying to earn my tuition fees. At that time, have you ever thought that I was also your daughter?"

Janice’s eyes turned red.

She asked one question after another, which left Malcolm dumbfounded. In the end, he could only leave in disgrace.

Janice stared at her father’s departing figure as tears blurred her vision.

She never wanted to expose her own scars, because she knew that those awful memories would not make Malcolm feel a little guilty. They would only hurt herself more. Therefore, most of the time, she would rather forget them.

When Christopher came in and saw Janice’s red eyes, he knew that she got angry again.

He stepped forward and held her in his arms, feeling protective.

Janice leaned against Christopher’s shoulder, tears streaming down her face.

There were many things that she thought she had forgotten. However, once brought up, she couldn’t restrain herself.

"Christopher, am I annoying? I’m also his daughter, but why can’t I get his love?" "Don’t be sad, you still have me." Christopher said softly. Janice wiped away her tears and looked at Christopher. "Sorry, I caused you trouble again."

Christopher reached out to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "This is not trouble. By the way, how do you want to resolve this?"

Janice didn’t know either. Her heart was in a mess. Although she said that she was heartless, she couldn’t watch the Gladwell Group fold. Christopher had invested time and money into it.

However, it was impossible to comply to her father’s request.

She couldn’t let them use Christopher like this.

Thinking of this, she said, "If you can, just let their business regain normalcy. There’s no need to care about anything else."

This was aligned with what Christopher thought. He said, "Leave this matter to me." When Malcolm returned home in disgrace, Gladys came up to him and asked. "How was it?"

"What else? That evil daughter is unwilling to help." Malcolm was very angry. Although he had no words to retort Janice, he calmed down after and questioned why she begrudged him like this.

She complained of bad treatment, but she didn’t lack for much. Wasn’t she living well?

...

Besides, he had not abused her.

The more Malcolm thought about it, the angrier he became.

It did not occur to Gladys that Janice would refuse to help this time.

However, she did not think it was a big deal.

She said, "It doesn’t matter. She’s your daughter and Christopher Bateman is your son-in-law. The relationship still exists."

Hearing Gladys, Malcolm was confused. "What do you mean?"

Gladys smiled and said, "As long as we find a way to prove they are a real couple, it will be fine."

Malcolm still didn’t quite understand.

Gladys explained, "Think about it. If we have evidence, what’s the difference if he doesn’t announce our relationship?"

Malcolm started to understand what she meant and praised her.

"You’re still the smartest woman I know."

"Of course."

Gladys smiled smugly.

However, their words were heard by Vanessa around the corner.

She snorted in her heart. She didn’t know what kind of luck Janice had to marry such a good man.

Not only was he good-looking, but he was also rich. He was simply a superb catch. Hmph!

The more Vanessa thought about it, the more indignant she became. After Malcolm left, she quietly walked to her mother’s side.

"Mom, how do you compare me and Janice?"

Gladys was confused by her daughter’s question. "How can you compare with her? You are my daughter. Of course, you are a hundred times better."

Hearing her mother’s words, Vanessa felt a measure of relief.

She said, "Then tell me, can my brother-in-law take a fancy to me?"

"Ah?" Hearing Vanessa’s words, Gladys was shocked. "Vanessa, that’s your brother-in-law."

However, Vanessa did not care at all. "I’ve never regarded him as my brother-in-

law."

After that, she went upstairs.

Gladys couldn’t help but frown. That girl...

However, Vanessa’s words reminded her that since Janice could find such a good husband, why couldn’t her daughter, too?

"No, I have to settle this as soon as possible. Otherwise, all the good men will be snatched up."

Janice and Christopher returned to the villa.

Although today was a very ridiculous day, Janice still felt very grateful to have Christopher.

However, when she thought of the difficulties ahead, she could not help but feel a little depressed.

She wondered if there really was something wrong with her.

Why was it that she was the only one who couldn’t overcome this hurdle?

Janice was irritated when she received a WhatsApp message.

"I have been working overtime until now. I forgot to ask you, how was the result of the battle last night?"

Janice looked at Yvonne’s WhatsApp message and replied in a few words.

"What else? I... failed."

Yvonne was speechless.

"How could you fail?"

How could Janice have the cheek to say that she had fallen asleep because she drank too much?

She said, "Yvonne, tell me, does your hospital have medicine that can help you with pain?"

Yvonne replied, "Yes, but I don’t recommend you use it. It’s for severe pain. Although it can help, I don’t you think that you need it."

Janice thought about it and agreed, that will be like just wanting to get it over and done with.

She said, "Then I’ll try again."

Yvonne said, "Well, if it doesn’t work, then we’ll discuss again. Come on!"

Janice turned off her phone and buried her head in the quilt.

It really was a difficult problem.

While she was thinking, the sound of the shower stopped and Christopher came out.

...

Janice quickly sat up and looked at him.

Christopher wiped his wet hair and walked out. Suddenly, he met Janice’s eyes and asked, "What’s the matter?"

However, Janice shook her head.

Christopher walked over with a frown, sat down beside her, and tilted his head. "Then why are you looking at me all the time?" Christopher’s tone was a little teasing.

Janice was a little embarrassed by his question.

"I drank too much last night. I’m sorry."

She said with some guilt.

Christopher chortled, sat up straight, and said, "What’s there to be sorry about?" He stood up nonchalantly and went to put the towel away.

Janice followed behind him. After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don’t we try again tonight?"

Christopher was stunned. He turned around to look at her. "Why do I feel like you’re very anxious?"

Janice’s face turned red all of a sudden. "No, it’s not like that..."

"Then what is it?" Christopher asked.

Janice thought, "It’s because I think it’s too hard on you." However, even though she thought so, she couldn’t say it out loud.

She said, "Of course, it’s because I want to be a normal couple with you."

Hearing her words, Christopher’s eyes darkened. "We’re a normal couple now."

"But we haven’t..."

"That doesn’t prevent us from being a normal couple."

Janice bit her lip.

Christopher saw through what she was thinking. He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Janice, you know this should happen naturally, and cannot be forced."

"No, no, no. I’m not forced."

Janice’s eyes widened. When she saw the meaningful look in his eyes, she lowered

her head and added, "I... I’m just a little afraid of pain."

Christopher said, "So, you need to prepare yourself mentally."

"But..."

Janice felt a little guilty.

"It’s nothing. I said I would wait for you."

Christopher comforted her.

Upon hearing his words, Janice did not continue pushing the topic. Instead, she was filled with gratitude towards Christopher.

However, this also made her desire to overcome her fear even more resolute.

The two of them slept together in peace.

"Morning."

In the morning, Christopher woke up first and looked into her eyes.

Janice smiled sweetly. "Morning."

"I’m going to make breakfast."

He was about to get up.

"Let me do it instead." Janice said.

She felt bad that he made breakfast for her every day.

Christopher stared at her meaningfully. "Can I choose what to have?"

Janice was stunned. "No you can’t. I only know how to toast bread."

Christopher chuckled and watched her get out of bed.

Janice took the ingredients and made breakfast, but she didn’t expect it to be so hard.

"It’s a little burnt. Make do with it."

She said dejectedly.

Christopher didn’t say anything. He just stared at the black bread on the plate.

"Why don’t we skip eating? Let’s buy something from a cafe." Janice was a little embarrassed.

Christopher said, "Eat."

It was his wife’s first time making breakfast, so he had to finish it.

After breakfast, Christopher sent Janice to the TV station.

Stopping at a traffic light, he thought of something and asked her, "What kind of car

do you like?"

"Ah?"

Janice did not understand why he would ask such a question. Christopher said, "I’m buying you a car. It’s more convenient for you."

Only then did Janice understand. She quickly said, "No need. I can use the station car."

"It’s really inconvenient."

Christopher persisted.

Janice said, "I usually don’t drive much. Besides, I can take your car."