Adrian Jennings’ lips were pressed into a tight line, his eyes cast down, giving away no emotion. He remained silent, lost in his thoughts. After a pause, the old man from The Jennings Family spoke earnestly, "Adrian, remember, such things must never happen again. You are the only heir of the Jennings’ legacy; don’t throw your future away for a woman, understand?" Adrian’s hands, hanging by his sides, clenched slightly. His eyes were shadowed as he responded in a deep voice, "I understand." The old man then turned to Ian Jennings, "In the future, as long as Adrian’s actions do not violate our family’s precepts or legal boundaries, do not hinder him." Ian Jennings felt a simmering anger. He was still robust and healthy, yet the family’s power and business were directly transferred from the old man to his son, Adrian Jennings. Though frustrated, he dared not voice any objection in front of the old man. Besides, the root of the trouble was his illegitimate child. If it weren’t for his inability to control himself back then, none of this would have happened. He had no right to dispute anything, and no matter how angry or unwilling, he could only accept it. Ian comforted himself; at least the power holder was his son, not an outsider. He replied, "I understand." The cold wave arrived. The temperature suddenly dropped below zero, and Oakhaven witnessed its first snow of the winter. The winter evening fell early. As Talia left the law firm, it was already completely dark outside. Snowflakes gently drifted down, appearing even more romantic under the neon lights. Talia stood by the roadside, extending a hand to catch a few snowflakes. The biting north wind stung her face; she wrapped her scarf tighter, her breath forming white mist in the chilly air. Adrian Jennings’ Maybach was parked by the roadside. Talia lifted her foot and walked in that direction. Adrian had already gotten out of the car and was striding briskly towards her. Talia had arranged to go to the hospital with him today to visit Young Moon. With the car door closed, the howling wind was shut out, leaving them in coziness. Adrian embraced Talia, seating her in the back seat, and wrapped her hands in his to warm them up. The girl’s hands were icy cold. Adrian looked down, a sliver of concern in his voice, "Why aren’t you wearing gloves? They’re all red from the cold." Talia sniffled, "It was just a few steps." "Even so," Adrian said, rubbing her hands, "Remember to put them on next time." Talia murmured an "Alright." In the hospital room. When Talia opened the door, Young Moon was leaning against the hospital bed, staring at the heavy snow outside the window, lost in thought. The little girl was in her own world, oblivious to Talia and Adrian’s entrance. "Young Moon, I’m here to see you." Talia set her belongings on a small table, greeting Young Moon. Young Moon finally snapped out of it, turning her head. When her gaze landed on Adrian’s face, her eyes lit up with amazement and curiosity. Talia smiled and introduced, "Young Moon, this is Adrian, my boyfriend." Young Moon suddenly understood, greeting him sweetly, "Hello, Adrian." Adrian remembered Talia’s repeated reminders to greet the young girl with a smile, not to frighten her with a cold demeanor. He softened his tone and offered a gentle smile, "Hello." The little girl pressed her lips together, shyly averting her gaze. Talia walked in and sat by Young Moon’s bed. The little girl looked increasingly pale and gaunt, her eyes sunken, she was skin and bones. Talia felt a pang of heartache. She suppressed her sadness and took out a fluffy, creamy white hat from her gift bag, smiling brightly, "Young Moon, here’s a gift from me. Do you like it?" The little girl’s eyes sparkled with joy as she smiled sweetly, "I love it! Thank you, Talia." In recent days, they had grown close. Young Moon no longer politely called Talia "Lawyer Rhodes" but affectionately addressed her as "Talia." Young Moon took the hat and immediately replaced her own, looking eagerly at Talia, "Does it suit me, Talia?" Talia reached out to gently touch the young girl’s head, softly saying, "You look adorable." Talia chatted with Young Moon. Adrian’s phone rang, and he gestured to Talia, indicating he needed to take the call outside. After Adrian left, the room was quiet, with only Talia and Young Moon inside. The little girl hesitated several times, as if she had something to say to Talia. Capturing her microexpressions, Talia asked, "Young Moon, do you have something to tell me?" The young girl stammered, "Can you... can you help me with my makeup?" Get full chapters from ɴovelfire.net Talia was taken aback. Young Moon continued, "I’ve been feeling worse lately, you might have noticed my complexion getting worse day by day. Every time my brother visits, he has red eyes, I know he feels sad. I don’t want him to worry about me." Acidic emotions surged, and Talia’s eyes grew moist. "Of course, you can. You’re so cute already; makeup will only make you more beautiful." Young Moon smiled, dimples appearing in her pale cheeks, "Really?" "Yes!" Talia nodded, her nose tingling, "I’ll bring my makeup kit tomorrow and doll you up." "Okay." Young Moon beamed. In the hallway, Adrian was on the phone with Luke Langdon. Luke said, "Sir, news from Aridia said they’ve met with Mr. Shen, and in the coming days, they’ll be discussing plans to secure the project from Vincent Fletcher." Luke further updated Adrian on other tasks. After hanging up, Adrian returned to the hospital room. Talia and Young Moon were chatting about something; both had smiles on their faces, appearing very happy. He glanced at them; Young Moon quickly withdrew her gaze, whispering something to Talia. Talia’s smile grew wider after listening. Adrian curiously asked, "What are you two talking about that’s making you so happy?" Talia replied mysteriously, "It’s a secret." Adrian was about to say something when the phone rang again. This time, he didn’t leave to answer it. After answering, the person on the other end said, "Mr. Jennings, we’ve located a compatible bone marrow, as per your request." Adrian instinctively glanced at Talia, "Bring the person for testing tomorrow." After hanging up, Adrian walked over to Talia and gently said, "Talia, we’ve found a compatible bone marrow match." Talia didn’t seem to process it immediately, asking in a daze, "What did you say?" Adrian’s expression was tender, "I said, we’ve found a compatible bone marrow match; Young Moon’s illness can be treated." Talia’s expression shifted, tears streaming down her face with joy. She wiped away her tears, excitedly grabbing Young Moon’s hands, both crying and laughing, "Young Moon, did you hear? They’ve found a match for you; your illness can be cured!" Young Moon was stunned, her eyes reddened, "Can my illness really be cured?" Talia, tears filling her eyes, choked out, "It can be! Didn’t I say not to give up? Your illness will definitely be cured!" "That’s wonderful, so wonderful..." Young Moon’s eyes shimmered with tears, murmuring, "My brother won’t have to worry about me anymore..." This was a miraculous piece of news. The gloom that Talia had carried for days was washed away. On the way back, she held Adrian’s hand, chatting endlessly, and even upon reaching the apartment, her excitement hadn’t subsided. Seeing her finally relieved from days of worry, Adrian’s mood also lightened. The two of them snuggled on the apartment sofa, the atmosphere somehow growing intimate. Adrian’s grip tightened around Talia, his eyes darkening with desire.