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Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1251

Another man smoked a cigarette in his hand. He said, “Don’t say that. I believe in you. We can all get out of this alive. Look, the fleet is here. I’ll meet you over there.”

With that said, the smaller one got out of the car and climbed into another one some distance away.

Hannah sat in the white Rolls-Royce. Quietly, she leaned against her seat, her head slightly turned sideways as she watched the crowd coming and going on the streets. Among the cars in the city, hers was the most eye-catching. The passers-by were casting envious glances at her. She could feel it. They were also excited at the chance to witness such a luxurious wedding.

Her face was filled with happiness. She and Fabian had tied the knot. This day had finally come after all. Once upon a time, she had assumed that Fabian was just using her to brush off his family’s nagging him to get married, but at that moment she could feel the man’s unspoken and intense love for her.

She also knew very well what her marriage to Fabian would mean. It indicated that she would be facing many more setbacks. Among them, the members of the Norton family might make things difficult for her, or that Fabian’s other potential suitors would plot against her. Yet, she was not afraid. In her opinion, since she had accepted Fabian’s love, she would not take a step back.

The more she thought about it, the more she clenched her fists. Next to her, Fabian looked on and proceeded to place her hand in his.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing. I just—Ah!”

Hannah let out a scream before she could finish her sentence. The next moment, she found herself falling onto Fabian’s lap.

She turned sideways and was just about to sigh at Fabian when the black spot she was looking at grew bigger and bigger.

The cars in the fleet followed closely behind one another. While the car in front had barely moved, the car at the back had already closed in.

Hannah began to panic. She knew that there were people who were reluctant to see her get married to Fabian, and this could be them executing their vengeance. If it had been a coincidence, why had that car hit this white Rolls Royce in particular, and not the other cars at the back or front? Obviously, this was some part of a deliberate plot.

Come on, hit me with all you’ve got! I’m marrying Fabian if it’s the last thing I do! I’m not afraid of anything!

Fabian held Hannah in a tight embrace. Although Hannah’s wrist hurt a little from the force, she felt warm and safe in his arms.

Upon seeing this, the driver of the car hurriedly swerved to the other side, directly crashing through all the guard rails on his side of the road. However, right at that moment, an army-green pickup truck emerged from the other side and was charging towards them at a speed comparable to that of a sports car!

After the driver hit the railing, he slammed his feet on the gas pedal, turned around so that he was driving in the opposite direction of the lane, and sped through.

Screams erupted from the passers-by on the sidewalk. Those in the vicinity got away as fast as they could, their pupils enlarged as they witnessed a tragedy about to happen.

“Ah! Run!”

A woman less than ten meters away from the pickup truck gave a loud shriek as she tried her hardest to run away. She could clearly see a large tank chained to the trunk of the pickup truck. It was oily outside, and there was a pungent smell in the air.

Needless to say, she could guess what that thing was. In the event of an explosion, the result would be devastating.

In a twinkling of an eye, the driver of the white Rolls-Royce carrying Fabian and Hannah hit the gas with all his might. The engine hummed loudly, while the pickup truck gained on them like a tiger chasing its prey.

Crash!

The pickup truck drove by and crashed against the white Rolls Royce, knocking off a part of its trunk.

What happened next was a loud bang as the pickup truck collided with another car.

Boom! Thump!

The oil tank on the pickup truck exploded, resulting in a raging fire.

There was a hiss and, soon after, the glass windows of the white Rolls Royce shattered into pieces.

Hannah tugged at Fabian’s collar tightly. She was shivering.

A white spark rushed out of the fiery red mass.

Fabian slowly rose from the seat. He swept away the glass shards on his back and stroked Hannah’s flustered cheeks. “Don’t be scared. I’m here,” he said, comforting her.

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Hannah grabbed hold of Fabian and burst into tears.

The car came to a stop after it had driven a short distance away.

They were lucky that the driver reacted quickly, and that the Rolls-Royce was a fast car. Without either one, Fabian and Hannah could not have lived to tell the tale.

“Hey… rest in peace.”

The aid was shaking all over as he choked. Then, he started the car again and drove away from the chaotic scene.

The car behind Fabian had quickly backed away when the intruding car approached, but its windows had shattered because of the explosion. Many passengers in the car suffered from minor injuries and were taken to the hospital.

“Mr. Norton, it seems that you have been right to worry.” The speaker was the person Fabian had purposefully called some time ago. The man was a retired serviceman of the Chanaean special force. Fabian had the man deliberately transferred to their location upon receiving the news.

“Alright. We’re safe. Let’s get into a different car.”

Fabian took Hannah’s hand and opened the car door.

Jason sprinted over to them. After he confirmed with his own eyes that Fabian and Hannah were safe and sound, he heaved a sigh of relief.

“Fabian, that was a close call. We must find out the culprit behind all this. I’ll kill them!”

“Alright, let’s put this behind us. We have a wedding to see through. We can deal with the rest later.”

Fabian shrugged.

“Hello? Okay. Understood. Remember, I want you to deal with the rest. Leave no evidence behind. Or I’ll deal with you!”

Lyna sat in a corner on the first floor of Glory Hotel. Her face turned grim after she got off the phone.

“Ho! Fortune favors the bold, Hannah. You’re lucky to escape death.”

Lyna raised the glass of wine in her hand and gulped it down. Her lips curled into a sly grin. “But this is getting much more interesting. I didn’t think there’d be other parties who dared to join in on this venture. They’re just as bold as I am, if not more. Maybe, just maybe, I can seek them out and work together to get rid of Hannah once and for all. Let’s see if that woman can survive the storm.”

At the same time, Yvette had also gotten wind that the plan had failed. Compared to Lyna, she was far more nervous. Her face turned deadly pale for fear that Fabian would find out that she was the one behind the attack.

It was naturally easy for Fabian to invest in her. The reason for her achievements to date was largely due to Fabian’s support.

Similarly, it would be just as easy for Fabian to kill off her career. It would be tantamount to squashing an ant.

She downed a few more glasses before leaving the reception hall in a haste.

Over the years, Fabian had seen his fair share of tragedies and had braved through countless obstacles in life. What just happened was practically a piece of cake to him. Although infuriated, he set his rage aside for now. In his mind, his marriage to Hannah was of top priority.

Fabian had been holding his bride’s hand, and that made Hannah a lot calmer. The interlocking of their fingers gave her a great sense of security.

The pair had finally arrived at the entrance of Glory Hotel. As soon as they got out of the car, the crowd rushed over and surrounded them. Among the crowd were several reporters. their cameras flashing.

The crowd escorted them into the hall.

Heather approached the couple when they finally showed up. “Fabian, what took you so long? The guests have been waiting! Quick, get up there and make a speech so that we may begin the ceremony!”

Fabian nodded. He did not even consider mentioning the accident to his mother because he did not want her to worry. Furthermore, he was confident that he could resolve the matter privately.

“Today, I am pleased to have all of you here to attend my wedding. I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

Fabian stepped onto the stage, took over the microphone, and addressed the audience.

“Without further ado, I hope you all can have a good time today.”

Fabian finished his speech and passed the microphone back to the host. During the whole process, he never let go of Hannah’s hand, while his eyes actively scanned the crowd, looking for suspects. He believed that the culprit who had attempted to kill him and his wife was most likely among the guests.

“Okay, that was a simple speech from Mr. Norton himself. The auspicious hour is upon us, so let’s get to the main event.”

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“Cheers!”

The hall rumbled with excitement.

When the wedding was about to begin, there was thunderous applause from the audience. Everyone cheered, as though they were the ones who were getting married. For so long, Fabian had led a low-key life, but he was very efficient in his work. Coupled with the fact that he came from an industrious family with a large business, his network of friends and acquaintances stretched far and wide, with a few bootlickers among them.

In the reception hall, Leo could not be prouder. He told everybody who would listen that Hannah was his daughter and that soon she would take Fabian’s last name. On top of that, Fabian also had some business to negotiate with him.

Not far away, Winson glanced at the couple with a silly smile on his face. Among those in the Blackwood family, he might possibly be the only one to wish the couple a happy marriage with all sincerity.

At that point, Helen turned to Jason, her brows beetled. “Aren’t you supposed to be good at this? Why aren’t you doing anything? How useless. And you call yourself a man?”

“What do you mean ‘useless’? How am I not a man? Fabian said we’re to put everything on hold for now, at least until after the wedding,” Jason replied confidently.

“Hmph! They’re the ones getting married, not you! You should hurry up and get to the bottom of this. We don’t want any trouble at the reception,” Helen added.

“I… You…” Annoyed, Jason’s lips trembled as he stuttered, unable to formulate a proper sentence. He turned his head in the other direction, ignoring Helen. It was then that he inadvertently noticed someone eyeing viciously at the couple on the stage.

“Look! I knew that woman was suspicious! I suspect she’s the one behind all this,” Jason told Helen in all seriousness.

But Helen would not have it. She did not even glance at him. Her eyes were glued to the stage.

Tsk! Ignoring me, are you? Fine! I don’t want to be bothered with your tomboyish ways anyway!

The pastor was standing between the couple, holding a thick Bible in his hand. “Do you, Fabian Norton, take Hannah Young to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Fabian gazed deeply into Hannah’s eyes, and replied to the pastor, “I do!”

The pastor asked Fabian again, “Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor her family as your own, to live together in matrimony, to keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, to be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live? Are you willing to make this promise in front of all eyes present?”

Fabian took a deep breath and stepped forward. “I do.”

Next, after a pause, he addressed the audience below. “I, Fabian Norton, in the eyes of God and everyone present here as my witnesses, take Hannah Young to be my lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor her, cherish her, be faithful only to her, for as long as I shall live.”

Hannah was slightly shaking as she listened to Fabian say his vows. She could clearly feel the true love he had for her wrapped up in his every word. Tears began to well up in her eyes.

The guests that day were also touched by Fabian’s vows. Although he was not particularly loud, no one doubted the credibility of his speech. The promises laid bare, spoken by a man of his stature, were wonderful indeed!

“Way to go, Fabian!”

Helen sighed as she unconsciously waved her fist at the couple. Then, she looked at the man next to her and said, “See that, Jason? Learn from him, can you? That’s what I call a good man.”

Aggrieved, Jason wondered, why is someone else’s good fortune somehow my fault too? No compare, no despair! Besides, I’m not so bad myself!

The pastor then turned towards Hannah with the same set of questions. “Do you, Hannah Young, take Fabian Norton to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

Tears ran down Hannah’s cheeks, but she managed a sweet smile and replied loud and clear, “I do!”

The pastor continued, “Are you willing to marry him, as you come of age, to be his gentle and dignified wife, to love him, to respect him, to help him, to live together in matrimony, to honor his family as your own, to perform your duty as his wife, for as long as you both shall live? Are you willing to make this promise in front of all eyes present?”

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Holding the microphone in her hands, Hannah knew she was choking up. She parted her bright red lips to say something but stopped. Then she took some time to gather her thoughts. When she was ready, she looked at the crowd and proclaimed affectionately, “I do. I, Hannah Young, am willing to marry Fabian Norton as I come of age, and live together in matrimony with him as my husband.”

She did not stop there. In fact, she had more to say, “Whatever happens, we’ll face it together, till death do us part.”

Phew!

Hannah let out a long sigh. She knew that many people present that day would think she had hit the jackpot by marrying into the Norton family, and that that meant she had successfully sought connections with the rich and affluent. What they did not know was how long she had waited and how much she had sacrificed for that day to become a reality.

Perhaps there would be many more obstacles waiting for her in the future, but she had little to fear, because she had Fabian by her side, and that was enough for her!

Helen felt her eyes water when she heard her sister’s serious and romantic speech. In fact, she knew deep down that Hannah was actually talking to the many naysayers out there who frowned upon their relationship.

“You may exchange the wedding rings.”

As soon as the pastor announced the next step, the ring bearer and the flower girl walked towards the aisle, holding the rings.

Fabian bent down to take the ring from the children. Then he held Hannah’s hand in his, before slowly slipping the wedding ring onto her ring finger.

Next, it was Hannah’s turn. She took the second ring and put it on Fabian’s ring finger as well. After that, they embraced each other, and a thunderous applause erupted among the audience.

However, there was one person in the crowd who did not conform to the majority. She did not put her hands together, but instead muttered sinisterly to herself, “What’s this? Lovers and their happily ever after? What a joke! Fabian! Hannah! Just you wait. I’ll make sure nothing ends well for you.”

She was none other than Lyna. Not only had she failed to marry into the Norton family as she wished, but witnessing the newlyweds showing their love for each other on stage left a bad taste in her mouth. She felt nothing but hatred towards them.

“Fabian, why didn’t you choose me? Why have you chosen this woman? She has neither charm nor a good background. Why? Tell me why! How am I not comparable to her? How am I inferior to her?”

As Lyna stormed away from the ceremony, she mumbled to herself, “Fabian, since you have sealed your fate, then don’t blame me for being cruel. I want your Phoenix Group to fall. Mark my words, you forced me to do this. It’s all on you!”

“And you, Hannah! I’ll never forgive you! Isn’t beauty what every woman wants? Do you think you’re so smug now? Wait till I ruin that pretty face of yours! We’ll see if Fabian still wants you!”

Fabian approached his bride and gently wiped the tears away from her face. He whispered to Hannah, “Silly girl, why are you crying. Does marrying me make you so unhappy?”

In a sweet, romantic gesture, Fabian gently stroked the tip of Hannah’s nose as he spoke.

Blushing, Hannah chided him, “Oh my gosh, why have you become so shameless?”

After that, the wedding proceeded in an orderly manner. No other accidents occurred.

Fabian and Hannah went from table to table to greet their guests and performed toast after toast. Soon, Hannah, who was a lightweight, to begin with, got a little drunk.

Fabian got someone to send Hannah to their marital home. Helen volunteered.

“Hannah, who do you think attacked you on the way here?”

Helen accompanied her sister back to her marital home. She popped the question after she got Hannah to sit down.

Hannah might be a little dazed but her mind was still clear. She gave it some thought, then shook her head and asked Helen in return, “What? Do you know who did it?”

Helen had something to say on the tip of her tongue, but she held back. Instead, she merely shook her head.

“Oh, that’s what I thought. How could you possibly know? If you do know, you would have told me sooner, wouldn’t you?” Hannah fell back on her seat and shut her eyes.

“I… Jason… he…”

Helen kept stammering, and for a long time, she could not produce a complete sentence. Finally, she gritted her teeth and belted out, “Argh! Jason says he suspects Lyna.”

“Lyna? Of the Blackwoods? How can it possibly be her? She’s so nice to me. She took such good care of me when I was in the hospital. It most certainly can’t be her,” Hannah replied with a smile.

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“I don’t think it is, but that’s what Jason says,” Helen stated as she squeezed her fingers, feeling awkward.

Hannah shook her head, not quite believing it. She was more inclined to believe that Lyna had been genuine towards herself and that the woman had not been pretending.

“Mr. Norton.”

On the other hand, Fabian had finished performing the toast for every table. He had retreated to one of the private rooms at Glory Hotel. Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man dressed in a tunic.

Fabian sat with his legs crossed as he lit himself a cigarette. He took a puff, raised his head, and released a circle of smoke into the air. Usually, he would not smoke, but now there was one between his fingertips, which meant that he was somewhat troubled.

“How’s the investigation going? Did you find out who the culprit was?” Fabian’s tone was icy cold and unnerving but, then again, someone had dared to attack his woman on his turf. He had every right to be furious.

“Mr. Norton, we caught an accomplice, but…” the middle-aged man did not continue, for fear of provoking Fabian.

“But what?” Fabian uncrossed his legs, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and asked flatly.

“But… we’ve used every trick in the book. He just wouldn’t fess up. I think he really doesn’t know anything about the case,” the middle-aged man reported to Fabian while wiping the sweat off his forehead.

“Oh? Is that the only explanation you’ve got for me?” Fabian promptly rose from his seat and glared at the man, who got so frightened that he shuddered.

The man was a prominent underworld figure in Baykeep, but he was still no match against Fabian. He might have dominated the mafia in the city he came from, but he was a local bully at most, while Fabian was a powerful contender.

My wife has been targeted today, on my territory! Even I almost… Gah! Talk about bad luck!

The man gulped. He tried to explain, “Mr. Norton, let’s not rush things. I’ll definitely get to the bottom of this. I’ve found some clues, you see, and I can confirm that the car accident was not the work of a single person.”

Fabian nodded, motioning the middle-aged man to go on.

“One gang drove the Volkswagen while another gang drove the pickup truck. The ones in the Volkswagen were clearly professional killers hired from the black market. We found a pistol hidden in the car, perhaps they had planned to…” Fabian understood before the man even finished the sentence.

The man paused and continued, “We caught one of the fellows on the pickup truck. He was supposed to be the aid, but the driver set the gasoline on fire.

“The man we caught is most likely a farmer from a remote village who doesn’t seem to have any idea what’s going on. Nevertheless, we have also delved into the black market for information. I believe there will be news soon. So, Mr. Norton, I hope you can give me some more time. I’ll definitely find out the truth for you.”

“You’re off the case,” Fabian turned his head slightly and said to the middle-aged man.

“Mr. Norton! I…” The middle-aged man paled with fright when he heard that. If he’s taking me off the case, that means I’m…

He did not dare to think what would happen. With trembling legs, he implored Fabian, “Mr. Norton, I beg of you, please give me another chance. Let me make it up to you, I…”

“Alright! Shut it! You should be thankful there were no casualties this time, or else ten of your heads would not even be enough to compensate. In the future, keep your eyes open. Report to me in advance if you see anything suspicious. Now, get out!” Fabian said in disappointment, his eyes dimmed.

Relieved to hear that, the man nodded and bowed to Fabian as a token of apology. “Thank you, Mr. Norton! Thank you very much!” The way he said that it was as if Fabian had saved his entire family.

After the middle-aged man left, Fabian sank into his thoughts. The reason why he discontinued that man’s investigation was, firstly, because he had his own connections, which could be more efficient than that single man, and would gather more accurate information too. Secondly, Finnick’s name came to mind.

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Finnick had called Fabian the day before his wedding to remind him of something. If it had not been for him, Fabian would not have recruited someone else to be his driver. In other words, Finnick technically saved their lives.

Since Finnick had reminded Fabian to make certain changes, his saying so was definitely not unfounded. He must have received plenty of inside information. After pondering over it, Fabian got out his phone and dialed Finnick’s number.

“Hello? Is that you, Fabian? What’s up? I heard the wedding vows that you had prepared for your wife at the wedding ceremony today. It was so surreal. I envy you. Please accept my hearty congratulations.”

When Finnick realized the phone call was from Fabian, he took the call enthusiastically.

Because of the incident with Vivian, Finnick had always felt guilty towards Fabian, so he had been helping out Fabian a lot behind the scenes.

“Thanks.” Fabian took a deep breath and, after a short pause, went straight to the point, “I believe you’ve gotten wind of the news. I was involved in a car accident after picking up Hannah.”

Once his phone rang and Finnick realized it was Fabian on the other line, he basically figured out why his nephew was calling him. And he was right.

“Yes, I’ve heard about it.”

“What I want to know is… who’s behind it?” Fabian asked.

Finnick was not one for banter. He quickly provided what he knew. “I can’t say for sure who’s behind it, but I’ve received news through my connections that someone was offering ten million on the black market to anyone who could hurt your wife. It’s highly likely that the culprit is from the Blackwood family or anyone who wants to marry into the Norton family.”

After hearing that, Fabian nodded briefly and even joked in response, “Wow! I didn’t expect that my wife and I are only worth ten million on the black market. Okay, that’s all I want to ask. Sorry for the intrusion.”

“Right. I think there’ll be more trouble ahead after what happened today. Stay alert, Fabian,” Finnick voiced his concern over the phone.

After Fabian hung up the phone, he thought over carefully what Finnick had just told him. Who is it that wants to harm Hannah? The Blackwood family? Someone who wants to marry into the Norton family?

Fabian considered the number of women he had associations with, and eventually shook his head. It had been fine to cast them in movies. It had been fine to sleep with them. But this? He had to draw the line. He would bet that they had not the guts to do so.

Fabian felt hurt just thinking about it. Who could it be? Hannah is married to me now. She cares little for the Blackwood family fortune, so the Blackwood family doesn’t have a motive. Besides, it doesn’t seem right to get on my bad side for the inheritance, does it? Won’t that be too risky? They can’t be that foolish, can they?

Suddenly, an image of another person appeared in his mind. Fabian gave it some thought, his eyes narrowed involuntarily as he put together the series of events that he had been through, only to become increasingly certain of his hunch.

Thud, thud.

Someone was knocking on the door.

Fabian shouted at his visitor, his eyebrows creased, “Come in.”

“Mr. Norton, I’ve just received news from the black market. The identity of your attacker has been confirmed,” the visitor told Fabian.

“Oh, is that so?” The corner of Fabian’s lips curled up. I wonder if it’s who I think it is.

The visitor handed a document to Fabian, who gave it a quick look-through.

“It’s you! The audacity! I have certainly underestimated you!” Fabian’s eyes grew cold when he saw the name on the document. He threw the papers heavily onto the floor and spoke to the visitor, “That’s all for now. You may go.”

Fabian rose from his seat, ready to head back to his marital home. His darling wife was still waiting for him after all. He might be mad at what happened, but he had a wife to care for now, hadn’t he?

Fabian swayed back and forth as he walked. He had drunk more than his fair share. Not that he was unable to hold his own liquor, but today was his big day after all. There were several hiccups along the way, but those would not affect his mood.

“What? Another gang? Who are they? Have you checked?”

In another part of the city, Lyna twisted her brows together. She, too, had started her own investigation. She wanted to know who else besides herself would dare to pull a stunt like that.

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“Ms. Blackwood, I’ve also found the answers you seek. The other party is led by Yvette, a popular celebrity in film and entertainment,” the informant reported.

“Yvette? That woman who’s rather close to Fabian?” Lyna snorted. “Who would have guessed that a foolish woman like her had the gall to do something like this. If I can find her, surely Fabian can do the same. Oh, a miserable fate awaits her. Hahaha!”

Lyna had pegged Yvette as nothing but Fabian’s plaything. She held the greatest contempt for the star actress. Both of them might have practically committed the same crime but, to Lyna, she had done it for a much nobler cause. Once she had Hannah eliminated from the equation, then she would be the Norton family’s rightful daughter-in-law. As for Yvette? She was nothing more than one of Fabian’s filthy rags.

“Alright, that’s all. You can go now,” Lyna gave the informant a wave, motioning him to leave.

But that person had no intention of leaving. He just stood there in front of Lyna, and she was getting irritated.

“What are you still standing there for? I told you to go. Do you understand me?” Lyna was already quite furious. Her own plans failed time and time again, and she had to watch Fabian and Hannah show their affection in public that day.

Even a subordinate was going against her. Fed up, she lashed out at the informant, pouring out her dissatisfaction, and even went as far as to pick up a teacup on the table and smash it onto the floor.

The man quickly turned sideways when he noticed Lyna’s fury. He hesitated whether he should bring up the issue on his mind. Eventually, he spoke, “Miss, about the payment…”

He did not go on. He just looked at Lyna as he waited for her answer.

Lyna only got angrier at his request. You’ve done such a shabby job, and I don’t even know if Fabian would find out about me, yet here you are asking me about payment? Are you incredibly bold or incredibly foolish?

Those were her thoughts, but she kept them to herself, because she knew she would need more help later. If she had revealed what had been on her mind, she would surely be blacklisted in the black market, and by then she would have nothing to gain.

“What’s the rush? I’m the successor of the Blackwood Group, do you think I’ll withhold your money? You may leave now. I’ll transfer the money to your account in a few days,” Lyna muttered impatiently and showed the man out the door.

At Fabian and Hannah’s marital home.

“Fabian, come here.” As soon as Fabian opened the door to the house, he heard Hannah calling his name, albeit vaguely. She was obviously drunk, her speech reduced to incoherent slurs.

Fabian resisted a giggle, and for a moment he thought Hannah should probably build up her tolerance to alcohol. But then he changed his mind. Hannah’s my wife now, why does she need to do that? I suppose this is fine too.

With that in mind, Fabian strode towards the master bedroom.

“Fabian, listen to me carefully. Right here is a bucket of chicken soup. I want you to drink it all! To the very last drop! Do it, otherwise…”

Fabian had just arrived at the doorway when he heard Hannah’s demands. He grimaced. The door of the bedroom was left open. Fabian stepped in and surveyed the room.

In Hannah’s hand was a bottle of wine. She was holding it in front of Helen, with one hand on her hips. She slowly pronounced her next few words, “Otherwise… Ho! Ho!”

Fabian froze, suddenly at a loss for words at the sight of Hannah’s comical posture and inarticulate ramblings. Silly woman. Emboldened by liquid courage, haven’t you? Looks like you should refrain from drinking alcohol in the future.

Fabian strolled towards them and snatched the wine bottle away from Hannah’s hand. He said to her, “Alright, you’ve had too much to drink. You should take a rest.”

Exactly as Fabian had predicted, Hannah was hammered. But would drunk Hannah behave similarly to normal Hannah? Yeah, right! Before drinking, she belonged to the Earth. After drinking, everything on Earth belonged to her.

“I… I… I’m not drunk! Don’t touch me!” Hannah exclaimed when Fabian snatched the wine bottle away from her. She pointed a finger at Fabian, wobbling unsteadily.

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“Fabian, um…” Helen found herself in an awkward position. This was the couple’s wedding night in their marital home, so what in the world was she doing there?

“Fabian, it’s great that you’re back! If you’ll excuse me, I should probably get going. I’ll leave my sister to you!” Not waiting for Fabian’s reply, Helen took off.

“Phew, thank god for my quick thinking.” Helen patted her chest and rejoiced once she exited the house. At first, she wanted to eavesdrop. She really did. She thought it would be fun to know what Hannah’s drunk personality would end up doing.

But then it occurred to her that Hannah and Fabian might have plans for intimacy that night. That would never do, so she shook her head and left in a hurry.

“Fabian, come on! It’s your turn to serve me! I want to change my clothes and get ready for bed!” Hannah shambled towards Fabian and placed a hand on his shoulder. She tilted her head at him and said in a commanding tone, like an emperor ordering his eunuch.

Hannah felt as though her body was drifting. Everything seemed to be happening in a dream. She and her sister had been calling for Fabian to serve them, and somehow Fabian actually turned up.

Thank you, God, for granting me such a wonderful dream. I promise I’ll pay you my due respect when I wake up.

Hannah gently lifted Fabian’s chin with her dainty hand and turned his head both ways, while her other hand moved to pinch his cheeks again and again.

“Wow, it’s almost like the real deal. Interesting, very interesting indeed!” Hannah pursed her lips, deep in thought, and then, in her drunken state, peered drowsily at Fabian.

Having had his cheeks fondled by Hannah like that, Fabian grimaced even more.

What do you mean ‘like the real deal’? This is the real deal!

Fabian grabbed Hannah by the wrist and shot her an angry look. He was about to go ballistic but stopped at the sight of her adorable, bashful face. He could not bring himself to do it.

He let out a deep sigh. He softened his tone but not his words. “Do you know who’s standing in front of you?”

“Tsk! Don’t try to scare me. You’re Fabian, aren’t you? The president of Phoenix Group,” Hannah said angrily as she mustered enough strength to fling his arm away.

“But! You should know, you’re on my turf. I don’t care if you own ten thousand Phoenix Groups. That doesn’t work. In my dream, I’m the boss, and you have to listen to me!” Hannah boasted with her hands on her hips as she stared at Fabian with her head held high. To put it simply, she meant, what are you going to do about it? You don’t like it? Hit me then! I dare you!

Fabian was sure Hannah had been way past drunk. She even thought she was dreaming. Silly woman, he thought, you think you’re in a dream, don’t you? But how dare you treat me like this in your dream? It sounds like you bear a deep grudge against me. I’ll forgive you this time since it’s our wedding day. Next time though, I won’t let you go so easily…

Reluctantly, Fabian put aside the wine bottle, carried Hannah in his arms, and, in a whirl, tossed her onto their bed.

“Argh, damn it! How dare you do this to me! I can make you disappear, do you hear me?” Hannah did not feel any pain at all, because the bed provided a soft landing, but that only reinforced her theory that everything was happening in her dream.

Ho! Fabian! You’re finally where I want you to be. I would be going against my own principles if I don’t seize this chance to torture you. You should know, you can be quite domineering. So if you ever force yourself on me, I’ll be sure to return the favor in my dreams!

Hannah sat up abruptly when she noticed that Fabian’s eyes bore a hint of dissatisfaction.

“Geez, man. How can you be so arrogant even in my dream? Oh, you’re really in for it!” Hannah mumbled to herself.

Alluringly, she beckoned Fabian with a hooked finger, “You, take off my wedding dress. Sure, it’s nice and romantic when I wear it, but I’m getting hot under all these layers.”

Fabian watched as a capricious Hannah bossed him around. It only served to fan the flames he had been trying to contain.

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Alright, if you want it off, I’ll have it off.

A sly smile appeared on Fabian’s face as he approached Hannah.

Hannah nodded, satisfied. She was going to have so much fun, between drinking wine, bullying Fabian, and having her fantasies.

Seeing how obedient Fabian was, Hannah turned her back towards him and motioned for him to unzip her dress.

The sound that Hannah heard roused her suspicions. Was that ripping? She reached behind and felt around her back. Her dress was torn!

Fabian had ripped Hannah’s wedding dress wide open. With a grin, he said, “Okay, you can take it off now!”

“F*ck! You actually tore my wedding dress? Alright, I’ve got a bone to pick, mister.” Hannah rushed towards Fabian in a huff.

But before reaching Fabian, Hannah stopped.

Wait, this is a dream, right? It’s no big deal. So what if it’s torn? Everything will be back to normal when I wake up anyway.

“Fine, I’ll let it slide. But if you misbehave, you’re done for!” Hannah had an imperious air about her, almost as if her forgiveness was doing him a big favor.

Without stopping to see Fabian’s reaction, she slipped out of her wedding dress. Hannah had been feeling uncomfortable and had wanted to remove her dress during the wedding. However, Fabian’s arrival had sent her mind into a flurry, and her momentary discomfort was forgotten.

“Honestly, you’re incorrigible. You’re still so domineering and rude even in my dreams.”

This silly girl is interesting.

Fabian looked at Hannah, who seemed to assume that she was still dreaming. He then decided to see what other shenanigans she would engage in if left to her own devices.

Hannah moved about the room clumsily, struggling to remove her wedding dress. She managed to wrestle the sleeves off before finally collapsing on the bed to shimmy out of her dress slowly.

Fabian held his breath, as heat pooled in his lower belly.

Just then, Hannah was laid out over the bed in her lingerie. His eyes raked over her smooth, white skin, tracing over the hills and valleys that made up her figure. She was also drunk, and the alcohol lent a light pink blush to her face. She looked as ethereal as a fairy who had just emerged from the woods.

“You pervert. What are you staring at? Do you think you can force yourself on me? That’s not going to happen.”

A perfunctory glance at Hannah showed her reclining on the bed. Her head was propped up by one arm as she lay there like a Greek goddess. His eyes shone as he let his gaze wander over her long, slender legs. If he was not that curious about what Hannah would do, Fabian would have likely thrown himself onto her by now.

So, do I wait for you to finish, or do I put an end to this myself? Fabian smiled, his gaze was dark.

“Well, off to the kitchen with you and finish that bowl of chicken soup. I want that bowl empty!” Hannah drawled lazily and gestured at Fabian with a finger.

Fabian was rendered speechless by this and remembered something that he had done to her involving chicken soup. He never thought she would bring this up now.

“You were sick, and I wanted you to drink that so you could replenish your strength!” Fabian had decided to explain himself and placate her so that she would not mention it again.

“I. KNOW!” yelled Hannah. She then pursed her lips and continued. “I still want you to have it.”

Fabian wanted to retort but he was silenced by Hannah mimicking his usual tone. “Hmm?”

He shook his head. This silly girl is as silly as she gets. Do you think that mocking someone else’s speech is polite behavior?

Hannah could not care less. Rather, she seemed to be quite happy to mock Fabian since it brought her a smug sense of satisfaction.

“Fine, I’ll drink it.” Fabian shrugged, turned on his heel, and left.

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When Fabian made his way to the kitchen, he was surprised to see that there was in fact, chicken soup waiting for him on the table.

Again, Fabian was stunned by this. He initially thought that Hannah was drunkenly spewing nonsense. So you actually did make chicken soup? Not bad, Hannah. Not bad at all.

However, isn’t this a bit excessive? Fabian assumed that it was just a bowl of soup or even a flask of it. He was definitely not expecting a large vat full of soup. It was enough to last a person for days!

Fabian stared at the vat when a sense of familiarity suddenly hit him. He peered closer to a good look when he realized exactly what she used. It wasn’t just any vat! This was the basin that he bought for her to soak her feet in!

Hannah Young!

“You cruel little sh*t. Did you actually cook this in the basin?”

Fabian had no intention of drinking any of it. He picked up the basin, marched straight into the bathroom, and chucked the contents down the toilet. After flushing, he walked towards the bedroom, basin in hand.

“I’ve finished it.” He lifted the basin so Hannah could take a closer look.

Hannah eyed the now-empty basin and nodded satisfactorily. Hmph! Now you know how drinking goddamn chicken soup is like? Let’s see if you have the audacity to force that on me again.

Hannah pondered over something quietly and paused before finally addressing Fabian again. “Here, I bought you something new to wear.”

She lifted the wedding dress she had just removed and pushed it into Fabian’s arms as she said this. Hannah couldn’t care less if he wanted the garment or not.

Fabian could not help the sting that he felt in his heart. He thought that her gesture was perfunctory, if not careless. She should have at least given him something or used one of his garments to pretend. Using the dress that he had so painstakingly chosen for her was completely unnecessary.

“Aren’t you a good boy?” Hannah did not seem to notice or care about Fabian’s unhappiness. She only patted his face lightly and spoke to him as if she were praising an obedient child.

Just then, Hannah slid off the bed and rushed towards Fabian in a drunken stupor. Her lids were lowered, but she ran straight for him with her arms wide open and wrapped them around him. With a mighty shove, she spun Fabian around and pinned him underneath her.

Fabian let out a shaky breath. The abruptness of Hannah’s behavior had caught him off guard. What on earth was she doing?

Did you underestimate how potent the alcohol would be? Did you do it to make yourself brave? Fabian shuddered at the thought. How could this be? After all, she was the type to start blushing the moment she spoke too much. Could she really take the initiative this way?

What Hannah said next pushed all doubts out of his mind. “Fabian, you’re always forcing me to be with you. Today, I’ll do the opposite and force you to be with me instead!”

The admission did not make Fabian worry any less, however.

Has she gone insane? Hannah, if this is the case, then you should drink more in the future.

Hannah’s hand had snaked up his chest as if to calm his frantically beating heart.

Her lips fluttered by his earlobes teasingly, like she meant to give him a kiss.

Fabian could feel the warmth of her breath tickling him as her lips swept across cheeks and neck.

Fabian could no longer contain the lust he tried very hard to suppress. He felt agitated, like a volcano about to erupt.

Fabian tightened his grip on her as his breathing began to quicken.

“Huh?” Hannah stopped suddenly, muttering aloud. “Something’s not right. Why do I feel like something isn’t right?”

“Why do I feel like I’m at the losing end despite taking the initiative? Why should I even force him?” She then realized that something was wrong with what she was about to do.