Jackson, caught off guard by Jacob’s push in front of everyone, fell to the floor. The glass of sweet soda spilled and shattered mercilessly.“Hahaha! Didn’t I tell you? A beggar like you doesn’t deserve to stand here! Look at him, so pathetic. Hahaha!”Jacob laughed loudly, joined by the mocking voices of his friends, turning the whole room into chaos.Jackson lifted his face and glared at Jacob, who was still laughing at him. His thick black brows nearly joined together, his strong jaw tightened in anger. Both his fists were clenched so tightly that his veins bulged as his whole body trembled with restrained fury.“What is going on here?! How could this happen?!”Madam Ester’s voice instantly silenced the room.“Auntie, look at your beggar chauffeur. Not only is he uneducated, but he’s also weak. This beggar isn’t even worthy of being your driver,” Jacob said, as if giving his opinion.Jackson turned his gaze to his wife. Her expression was blank, completely unbothered.Confusion an

Bracing himself, Jackson held her hand firmly as he spoke. All this time, he had endured everything in silence, fearing that if he ever lost control, his anger would spill over. His chest was already heaving with fury, but still he forced himself to stay calm.The entire room fell silent at the sight of Jackson daring to stop Madam Ester’s hand—his own mother-in-law’s hand.Seeing an opportunity to shine, Jacob leapt up and stormed over toward where Madam Ester, Jackson, and Jennyfer were standing.“You filthy beggar! How dare you?!”Smack!Madam Ester slapped Jackson across the face with her free hand. Jackson didn’t resist. He was used to his mother-in-law’s blows, and he didn’t mind them—as long as Jennyfer didn’t suffer because of him.Thud! Thump!Suddenly, Jacob threw a punch at Jackson’s face and followed with a blow to his stomach. Caught off guard, Jackson staggered and fell hard to the floor.“You worthless beggar! How dare you defy Aunt Ester?!” Jacob shouted, playing the h

The arrogance, the haughty pride, and the sense that the bank belonged to them—all of it evaporated in an instant, shrinking their courage to nothing.Suddenly, the woman in the black blazer and white shirt shuffled forward and clutched Jackson’s foot—his worn-out sandal barely hanging on.“Forgive me, Sir. I truly was wrong. Please forgive me,” the woman who had been so loud earlier now whispered weakly. The way she pleaded instantly reminded Jackson of his mother-in-law, who was always yelling and insulting him.“What’s your name?”“S-Sintya, Sir.”“Where’s the mirror you used earlier to reflect my face and my clothes?” Jackson asked, lowering his voice—not out of calmness, but from holding back his rage.Hearing Jackson’s softened tone, Sintya’s heart leapt with joy. Surely this meant he would forgive her—perhaps even take a liking to her. After all, she was the branch’s darling. With her striking beauty and voluptuous figure, she took pride in being a prized asset.Sintya quickly

“I will love you if everything I just mentioned can be fulfilled, Dear. Life isn’t just about love. Life requires luxury and everything that comes with it. And I cannot hand over my precious life for love alone.”Thump!Jackson’s chest felt pierced once again. Though Brielle hadn’t directly said the words, he understood the answer hidden in her statement.He froze, staring deeply into his wife’s eyes—the eyes he had never been able to fully read. Now, he realized there was no spark of love in them. The woman he had always been proud of, the one he had placed above all else, looked at him without affection.Jackson had never once done household chores before in his life, yet he was willing to do them all for her. Even the kitchen work, he carried out gladly.Suddenly, it was as if he awoke from a long dream. He began to suspect there was some kind of scheme behind all of this. But perhaps he needed to endure a little longer if he wanted to uncover the truth.“Very well. Then I’ll go ba

“Turns out you’re so tight, darling. Am I your first?” Jacob once again threw his sharp thorns, piercing right into Jackson’s broad chest that was rising and falling heavily.“Of course. You’re my first, Jacob. It feels truly wonderful.”Shameless as ever, Brielle kept moving, giving pleasure to Marck while also savoring it for herself—something she was indeed experiencing for the very first time, and of her own will. Everything looked so real that Jackson couldn’t possibly barge in and punch the man who was both satisfying and being satisfied by his wife on that bed right now.“Ah, Brielle, you’re so tight. It feels incredible, and I really love this. You’re simply amazing.”“Touch me, Jacob. Help me finish faster. I’m already feeling weak.”Those words from Brielle made Jackson’s blood boil to the top of his head. His eyes turned red, radiating blazing anger, and the bitter disappointment was crystal clear from the tears welling up at the corners of his eyes.Jackson quickly walked