Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Hazel was instantly heartbroken.

She had no memory of living with her biological parents, so she felt distant even if she kept asking Joshua more about them. But, as she stood at their tombs, she felt what blood was thicker than water.

How sad were they when she was gone? And how hopeless must have felt when they had to accept her absence? They had suffered for so many years, but she had no idea.

She didn't even see them until they were dead, and they didn't even know she was alive. How remorseful were they when they passed away?

"Dad, Mom, I'm Hazel. I can assure you that I am living a happy life…"

Her throat seemed to be blocked, and Hazel trembled slightly as she couldn't resist sobbing. Joshua reached out and held her in his arms. Hazel leaned against his chest, with more and more tears falling.

After crying for a while, Hazel said a lot in front of the graves, and the sense of distance from them diminished little by little.

It was getting colder and colder, so Joshua whispered, "Well, let's go home."

"But..." Hazel looked at the graves, reluctant.

"We can come again another day, and you don't want them to see you sick, right?" Joshua comforted her in a low voice.

Hazel nodded and left the cemetery with him.

As she got into the car, she was silent as if thinking about something.

"Joshua, do you think I should tell my parents about my real identity?" She looked at him.

"Do you want to tell them?" he asked quietly.

"Yes…" she struggled as she said, "They're very nice to me, and I don't want to hide something so important from them. But if they do know, I'm afraid they'll worry about me. Did you want to tell them the truth about my birth when you had them stay?

Cocking his brows, he did not deny it. "I did have such a plan."

There was a flash of shame on Hazel's face. If she hadn't broken up with Joshua and hadn't said she would like to be Hazel Crowe for her entire life, he wouldn't have changed his plans so quickly.

"But I also think maybe ordinary life is more suitable for them." He continued, "Besides, whether they know the truth or not is up to you."

"Me?" Hazel was a little overwhelmed.

"Yes." He nodded.

Hazel sucked in a deep breath. "Well, you're right. I'll think about it carefully. Even if I want to let my parents know, it should be when I'm strong enough to protect them…"

Her voice trailed off, and he couldn't hear it in the end, so he asked in surprise, "What?"

"Nothing." Hazel shook her head hastily. "Get me back to school."

Joshua got her back to Quantum University and stopped under her dormitory building.

"Here you are, Hazel." Joshua took out a black card and put it in Hazel's palm.

Hazel's eyelids twitched, and she shook her head quickly. "No, no! Why are you giving me this? I don't usually spend much money…"

"It's the money from your parents, and it originally belongs to you," he said quietly. "If you don't take it, they'll think you are unwilling to spend their money, and they'll definitely be sad."

She was speechless, why would Joshua even talk such nonsense? She was not a child. She knew Joshua deserved all the credit for the success of the Denmark family.

"Keep it, and it might come in handy," he continued.

Hazel's heart softened. Because she did not accept anything, Joshua always tried his best to think of a good reason why he gave her a gift.

It was just a bank card. Even if she accepted it, she might not need to use it, but at least it would make Joshua feel at ease.

"Okay." She took the black card and put it in her purse.

He gave her a shallow kiss on the forehead and left.

At Denmark Residence, Joshua looked at the two strange cars parked in the garage and frowned slightly. There were guests in the house, but he was not expecting anyone.

The cars were in front of the house, though, so Nanny Carter must know them and let them park there.

Joshua's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the figure he had met immediately came to mind.

As he came near to the living room, a figure came running toward him. "Cousin—"

Joshua's eyes were a bit cold as he listened to the sweet voice.

Sure enough, the guests were none other than his aunt Sunny and the girl next to her, who was running towards him now, presumably his legal cousin Susan Edwards.

Noticing Susan was about to fling herself at him, he edged past her.

Susan, who he ignored, stiffened in place instantly and looked even paler.

"Aunt Sunny." Joshua walked straight to Sunny.

"It turns out that what I saw was really you," said Sunny in surprise. "You're more and more mature now. I thought it was you, but I didn't recognize you."

"I didn't expect to see you near the cemetery, either," Joshua said quietly. "I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you, either. Did you go to my parents' graves?"

"Well." Sunny nodded a little sadly. "I haven't been home for years, so I visited their graves on the way."

"On the way?" Joshua' eyebrows were slightly tilted as he could hear the point.

"Mm," Sunny said, "I came back mostly for Susan. Susan, come here."

Susan came to her senses, and a sweet expression replaced the angry expression on her face, and she quickly came to Joshua. "Cousin —"

Joshua held out his arm to prevent her from coming forward before she came near. "Miss Edwards, please respect yourself."

Susan's face became very embarrassed instantly. But the next moment, she looked at Joshua with a sense of grievance. "Cousin, you know that I grew up abroad."

"I'm sorry," Joshua said quietly. "I grew up in our country. When in Rome, please do as the Romans do."

Susan looked even more unsightly because Joshua's words show her any respect at all. She couldn't help but look at Sunny, "Mom! Look, Joshua is so unfriendly to me! Are you really going to let him look after me?"

What? Joshua knitted his brows and looked at Sunny with some pleasure. "Aunt Sunny?"

Sunny glared at Susan and said calmly, "Your cousin is right. Since you decide to come back here for a career, don't treat this place as Country D."

Susan looked away in anger while Sunny said apologetically, "Joshua, Susan wants to come back for a career, and I hope she would experience something. But I'll not sleep at night if I entrust her to others..."