Novels by Shuyu Bee

"Aunt," Lucas called out after finishing hugging his mother."Aunt is the one who saved me, Mom," he continued to explain.Eugene recognized that face. The person called aunt by her child was Jane, who suddenly disappeared seven years ago. It would be a lie if Eugene said she wasn't surprised, but her surprise wasn't something negative. She just didn't expect to meet that woman again after so long, even in such an unexpected situation.Meanwhile, Kalix was still stunned by what he saw. Lucas came with someone else, instead of the police who were tasked with finding his son. For a moment, he was almost speechless, until Jane herself greeted first."What an incredibly extraordinary coincidence, isn't it?" Jane smiled until her eyes narrowed. "I found the child on the south beach. I didn't expect him to be your son.""Yes. I was very surprised and of course, very grateful for helping Lucas meet us." Kalix smiled sincerely.Eugene also thanked Jane, but she couldn't help but scold Lucas i

"Lucas! Be careful!" The shout came from Eugene. Watching her son continue to run around in the middle of the grass field in front of their house sometimes made Eugene feel like she was on the verge of a sudden heart attack. How could she not? Her five-year-old son was very active and almost never wanted to sit still for more than a minute. Eugene could only laugh as she watched Lucas proudly show off his catch, a small insect-shaped ball with black and reddish-orange patterns. "Are you happy to get it?" his mother asked, answered by her son's enthusiastic nod. A blade of grass fell from Lucas's head. Five years had passed, and Eugene had proven herself capable of fulfilling her duties as a mother. Lucas was active and intelligent, inheriting his good looks from Kalix, but his personality, no one knew where he got it from. "Lucas," called Kalix, who had just come out of the house. He was carrying a cup of tea to give to his beloved wife. "Can't you go a day without making yo

Before Hannah contacted Kalix's number, she found her friend's phone ringing, only to discover it was from Eugene's mother-in-law. At first, she hesitated to tell the truth, fearing it might shock the middle-aged woman. However, following Mia's advice, she eventually broke the news cautiously. Then, news came from the doctor who checked Eugene's condition, and yes, the pregnancy news made everyone who heard it feel happy. Eugene felt incredulous at first, but then she felt happy. Meanwhile, Kalix was still trying to digest his wife's words. His breathing gradually calmed, but his eyes couldn't lie. "Oh, what did you say earlier?" Eugene glanced at Kalix to reassure him and laughed before answering, "I'm pregnant, Kalix. Pregnant with your child." After seeing her husband's expression, she chuckled softly—feeling amused by what she was seeing now. "You didn't expect that, did you?" At that moment, Kalix felt the heat of his anxiety dissipating, replaced by a happiness that was eve

"Eugene, are you alright?" Kalix's worried expression couldn't be hidden when he saw his wife looking pale. Eugene smiled gently. Actually, her stomach was quite upset in the morning, perhaps due to indigestion or eating something wrong. She emerged from the bathroom after vomiting her breakfast this morning. "I think I'm fine," Eugene said casually. "Shouldn't we go to the doctor just in case? I'll take you right now," Kalix suggested. Seeing how caring her husband was, her heart felt warm, but she had to refuse, "I'm okay. Besides, I already have plans with my friends today." Kalix sighed deeply, his gaze shifting to his wife's stomach. "I don't mean to stop you, but how can you go out on an empty stomach? You just vomited all your food." Actually, Eugene didn't feel very hungry, but considering the effort the man had put into preparing breakfast this morning, she felt guilty. "I'll try to eat again." It seemed Kalix didn't quite agree with Eugene's words. However, he also fel

All Kalix could see was darkness. He did not know where he was or what time it was. His mind was filled with the bloody figure of Eugene. He felt pain in his heart, regret, anger, and all sorts of emotions raging inside him one by one, making him increasingly despondent. Squatting down and hugging his knees, Kalix did not know how to release the emotions in his heart.He could not laugh, could not get angry, could not do anything. It's as if his body was made to remain silent.In that boundless darkness, a mechanical voice suddenly echoed."Hello, Host Kalix Owen!"Hearing that, Kalix immediately looked up. He remembered, there was a system that could help him, a chance for him to fix everything. Yes, he remembered, he had called upon the system, awakened the system that could assist him."System! System, are you there?!" Kalix searched around in the darkness hoping he would find the system he was looking for.In despair, he suddenly found hope.The mechanical voice of the system echo

A 5-year-old boy sat on his bed, gazing at the snowflakes falling from the sky behind his bedroom window. The yard was blanketed in pure white, looking incredibly beautiful despite the cold air accompanying it.Eugene entered the room, the place where children under 5 years old from the orphanage slept."Lucas, what do you see?" Eugene asked gently as she approached the only child there.The little boy, Lucas, turned around, seeing the pretty sister who often came to take care of him and his friends in the same room."There's snow, it's beautiful," Lucas said with a sparkle in his eyes. However, realizing he could not touch the snow, the sparkle in his eyes faded.Lucas had been in poor health since he was little, which is why his movements in the orphanage were very limited.Eugene held the boy's chin, smiling softly, and then said, "Do you want to go out?"Of course, the child nodded in agreement, he really wanted to leave his room to see the snow like the other children, even if he

By late afternoon, the headquarters had begun to quiet down. The neon lights on the ceiling flickered softly, as if they too were exhausted from a long day. But Jeremy, unlike everyone else, was just getting started.He sat at his desk in the analysis division, laptop open, a blank document waiting in front of him. No music. No coffee. Only the rhythmic, precise tapping of keyboard keys.In less than two hours, he finished his report.Just two pages.Concise, dense, and straight to the point.Those two pages contained a diagnosis of the root issues rotting deep within the store’s operational system, a list of quick actions that could be executed the next day, and an outline of long-term strategies to revive sales that had long been in a coma.No sweet words. No polite fluff usually written to please superiors.His report was cold and honest.Just like his audit.After reviewing it one last time, Jeremy printed two copies, slipped them into a clear folder, then tidied his desk before g

The next morning, the store was only half-awake. Not all the lights had been turned on yet, the smell of damp cardboard mixed with the lingering scent of last night’s detergent, and the employees’ footsteps carried a clumsy rhythm, as if they hadn’t fully woken up.Jeremy arrived earlier than anyone else.No announcement. No warning. No explanation.He simply walked in wearing a plain shirt, his new ID card clipped to his chest, and a gaze that made anyone instinctively stand a little straighter.The employees who saw him hurriedly bowed their heads in surprise.“G-good morning, Mr. Jeremy.”Jeremy didn’t respond excessively. Just a slight nod, almost imperceptible.Unlike yesterday, when he came only for a brief check, today he was here for a full internal audit. Yes, he had already found his target, so he couldn’t afford to play around.After all, this was one of the ways he would repay Lucas.The atmosphere of the store shifted the moment he stepped past the first aisle.He began w

The employees who had come with Jeremy still looked awkward as they stepped into the main dining area, its lighting soft and elegant. They followed Jeremy to a large table by the window, where the night skyline spread out like a sheet of black glass scattered with stars.Once everyone was seated, a waiter approached carefully, carrying a thick leather-bound menu. His smile was stiff, whether from nerves or from knowing who he was serving tonight, no one could tell.“Here are the menus, sir… please,” he said, distributing them one by one.Some employees touched the menu covers hesitantly, as though afraid to leave fingerprints on them.Before the waiter could explain the specials, Jeremy spoke in a calm, steady voice, neither arrogant nor overly humble, but completely assured.“Order whatever you want. Don’t worry about the price.”The employees lifted their heads at the same time. One froze. Another blinked rapidly, as if checking whether he had misheard.“R—really, sir?” one asked, v

The restaurant manager let out a short breath, clearly displeased.His gaze, which had been polite toward Michelle, instantly turned cold when it shifted to Lucas, someone he didn’t know, yet bold enough to cause a commotion and dare insult the son and daughter of the Spielberg family right at the entrance of his restaurant.But as an experienced manager, he knew exactly what should and shouldn’t be said. So he didn’t say anything to Lucas at all.He simply gave him a cold look before turning his attention to the security guard who had summoned him earlier.“What happened?” he asked quietly, but with unmistakable pressure behind the words.The security guard stiffened. He had witnessed with his own eyes how the manager had turned respectful toward Michelle, nearly bowing, and how the man’s eyes had widened for a moment when he saw Jeremy.He was not someone inexperienced with the world, so he knew better than to lie. He didn’t dare fabricate anything. He didn’t dare take sides.So, wi

Michelle looked at Lucas with a cold gaze that even the restaurant lights couldn’t soften. There was class in the way she looked someone up and down, an elegant kind of disdain unique to a rich family’s daughter trained to remain proper in public spaces.But her upbringing also made her inhale slowly, holding herself back from responding in a way that would cause a scene.“If you’re calling him poor…” Michelle glanced briefly at Jeremy, then back at Lucas, her eyes now sharper, “then what does that make you?”Lucas scoffed, feeling attacked, yet too shocked by her boldness to immediately retaliate.Michelle opened her mouth, clearly intending to say something bigger, something about who Jeremy actually was. But Jeremy, without much movement, touched Michelle’s arm lightly. A subtle warning.Michelle turned to him. Her eyes said, Why? This is your chance.Jeremy simply shook his head slightly, his expression steady.Michelle held her breath, then exhaled softly, giving in to her brothe

Jeremy looked at the security guard unhurried, only a calm gaze that made the air itself feel tense.“In that case,” Jeremy said quietly, “what should I do or show to prove that I’m capable of paying?”The simple question made the guard blink.He glanced at Lucas for a moment before looking back at Jeremy. Cold sweat gathered at his temple. The truth was… there was no procedure for that. No restaurant rule required a guest to prove financial capability before entering.But on the other hand, Lucas was staring at him with a demanding expression, the look of a rich man who expected obedience to protect his ego.The security guard was clearly stuck in the middle.“Uh… I…” He opened his mouth, but no reasonable answer came out.Seeing the confusion, Jeremy lowered his voice. His tone remained calm, but it carried a quiet authority that did not need to be loud.“Then call the restaurant manager.”Lucas immediately burst into loud laughter.“Hahaha! Seriously? You think the manager here wa

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

"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 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

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

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

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