Chapter 1751


    Chapter 1751


    “Are you listening to what you’re saying?” Ste said with a mocking face. “Even if you want to throw


    yourself to him, you should consider if that person is interested in you.”


    Although Ste had also fallen for Keegan at first sight when he saved her, she did not think too much of


    it at the moment. If it were not for Albert forcing her into marrying someone else and meeting Keegan,


    she figured the car ident would probably have been their only encounter.


    Jaylene’s expression did not look pleasant. After all, she had been loving Keegan for more than ten


    years, and it was just described as one-sided by another person.


    She then took a deep breath and said, “Keegan is a person who will be very loyal once hemits to a


    rtionship. He used to be loyal to you, but now he doesn’t even remember you. How can you be so


    sure he won’t be attracted to me?


    “On the day he woke up, he actually didn’t remember a lot of things, but he recognized me at a nce.


    When people are at their most helpless and vulnerable times, they tend to rely on the first person they


    see after waking up.


    And it’s perfectly normal for him to be attracted to me after relying on me for such a longtime.” 1 Ste


    scrutinized her expression as she asked, “Are you suggesting he’ll fall in love with you?”


    Jaylene stopped talking about it. Instead, she smiled and tly said, “Marshall is still waiting for you


    downstairs. Won’t you go down and walk him out?”


    With that, she turned around and left the room.


    Ste frowned while staring at her receding back. She could not help but feel puzzled by her unusual


    confidence while saying those words.


    After fixing her appearance, she decided to go downstairs to send off Marshall.


    Marshall was ying chess with Wenham downstairs. The game was so intense that neither of them


    noticed that Ste was there.


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    She stood there and watched the game for a while. Then, she noticed that Marshall was genuinely good


    at dealing with people.


    Wenham loved ying chess, but his skills were not particrly good. However, he was just like Ste;


    he loved ying it despite not being very good at it. At the same time, he had a strong sense of self-


    esteem.


    In simpler words, he would be unhappy if he lost, thinking his skills were not good enough. However, if


    his opponent let him win, he would feel even more unhappy, thinking that his opponent looked down on


    him.


    Ste yed chess with him twice and then refused to y more. She would always find excuses to turn


    him down.


    On the other hand, Keegan would always let him win. However, his actions could never bring joy to


    Wenham.


    If Keegan deliberately let him win, it would only suggest that his skills were inferior, a notion that


    Wenham, who valued his reputation as highly as Ste, found intolerable.


    Therefore, he would often express his displeasure with Keegan’s actions.


    However, Marshall did not deliberately let him win. More precisely, he did so subtly that no one could tell,


    i Ste had been observing Keegan’s game for years now and noticed that Marshall could get a


    checkmate several times. However, he did not make the move, causing the game to end in a draw, i


    Wenham was delighted, Marshall, you’re just a casual, huh?”


    Marshall smiled, “I haven’t yed for a long time, and I’ve tried my best.”


    “But being able to y me to a draw is already good enough. If Ste was speechless.


    ‘Dad, please stop boasting. Even I’m cringing for you.’ She thought to herself.


    Marshall then said humbly, “Uncle Wenham, you yed so well. Is there any tip you can give me?”


    “Oh, it’s all about practice. You’ll eventually be better once you y more,”


    Wenham said enthusiastically. “But I did study how to break certain formations.”


    Marshall replied earnestly, “I’d like to hear the details. I’m very interested in this, too.”


    Wenham was about to share his knowledge with Marshall, but Ste cut him off, “Dad, Marshall has work


    to do. Let’s not waste any more of his time.”


    “Do you have to leave now?” Wenham felt a little reluctant as it was rare for him to find such a worthy


    opponent. He even wanted to have another “battle” with him.


    Marshall nodded, “There’s something I need to take care of in the office.