It had been five years in the same train station. Icy Wilkinson set her foot on the land of her home town again, but it seemed to her that it was a completely different world.

Icy shook her head and found that the little boy, who was always beside her, was too excited and was running toward the exit by himself.

"David, slow down. Wait for mom......”

"Mom, hurry!" The little boy turned his head unsatisfactorily to see his mother but did not want to slow down to wait for her; he continued to run to the arrival exit alone. Icy was wearing high heels and was walking too slow to catch up with him.

Suddenly a silhouette at the arrival exit caught her attention.

The man with outstanding and noble appearance was undoubtedly the shimmering star of the crowd.

His handsome and delicate facial features, combined with a perfectly shaped body and strong figure, seemed to be a hand-carved masterpiece of art.

At that moment, everything seemed to go back to five years ago......

Icy wasn’t sure he could see her; she tried to stay away from his eyesight; she looked at her son, David Wilkinson, who was not far away. The time seemed to have stopped.

Icy told herself that she couldn’t let David see this man!

She ran after her little boy and ran into the crowd in front of her negligently and hit a local notorious mobster, Lester,

"What the heck! Are you blind?!" Lester who was bumped by icy became provoked and fierce and he started scolding.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry......” She apologized to him and tried to walk away.

But her wrist was grabbed by Lester’s strong hand, accompanied by a hostile provocation:

"I am sure you are sorry. But you can’t just walk away like that." The rogue exclaimed. He didn’t want to let Icy go easily.

"Please let me go. What do you want?"She tried hard to pull it off, but couldn't, he was too strong.

Inadvertently turning her head, she saw a pair of sophisticated eyes gazing at her. He could see her too.

His burning gaze prompted her to look away quickly; she didn't want to have eye contact with that handsome man directly.

"You pretty little lady, do you have time to hang out with me." Lester in front of her had a nasty smile, and his hand could not be stretched apart.

"Keep your hand away from her?" The sound of cold, low voice was swirling around, and the long hand of the rogue was easily snatched away from Icy’s

wrist.

A warm breath swam above her head; Shrouded by a tall figure, Icy lifted her head.

Those deep and sophisticated eyes; there was no doubt that the handsome man looking at her now was Paxon Chevy!

She was surrounded by him, on his thick chest, with an unprecedented sense of security.

Feeling nostalgic and secured, Icy didn’t want to leave him again.

"Who are you? The Lester yelled.

"You don't need to know who I am, I just don't like men bullying women." Paxon declared firmly.

Paxon Chevy was calm, steadfast and confident; he looked charmingly at Icy Wilkison who was now inexplicably enthralled.

"You have no idea who you are dealing with." The villain yelled and wanted to punch on Paxon, but he was stunned by the calmness and powerful energy field surrounding the tall handsome man. Now notorious Lester could almost sense that he could not win this fight but he just didn’t want to admit it.

"Get out of here!" A sudden and severe order from Paxon Chevy was so loud that Icy’s whole body was startled and she couldn’t move an inch.

His fierce gaze, like a cold blade that could penetrate a person's bone marrow, was silent but had a depressing deterrent radiating to his adversary .

"Hey, man, can you make some way?"A childish tone broke the tense atmosphere. "Dave!" It was only after seeing her beloved son David Wilkinson, Icy could think and react again; she broke away from Paxon’ s embrace and surrounded her son in her arms.

"You go outside first, I'll be there in a minute."

She was afraid her son would be hurt, though she knew that he was always a brave little boy.

"What did he do to you? Mom, let me teach this villain a lesson!"

The little boy was so angry; he clenched both of his fists and hauled himself to the lower torso of Lester who was much stronger and bigger than him. Silence. The rogue bad been crushed.

"What the fuck?Ah......” Induced by the unbearable pain in his balls, Lester squatted and started crying out for help miserably. "This is for my mother." The little boy said solemnly. He went up and kicked the man's stomach.

"This kick is for me, because of your disrespect!" The little boy looked very proud, and all his behaviours and actions had attracted Paxon Chevy’s attention.

Noticing Paxon gazing at his boy, Icy immediately grabbed his son and physically blocked his scorching gaze.

"All right, I'm fine. Forget it!"

"What an unlucky day!" The villain mumbled. Fearing that Paxon was stronger than him and the police could be coming any time, he walked into the crowd and disappeared.

David made a face as he had won a big fight, lifting his suitcase with one hand and holding Icy with the other: "Mom, let's go."

Panicked and bewildered, Icy did not say a word to Paxon and she walked away from his perimeter with her son.

As the beautiful young lady and her son disappeared from his eyesight, Paxon Chevy closed his eyelids, sinking in his dark and forgotten past.

Icy and her son found a hotel room where she laid on her bed, and her long-dusty past surged and filled her mind again.

She was secretly in love with Paxon Chevy since college, but she never told him and never dared to dream about being with him because of her low status. If five years ago, she had not had sex with him, maybe he would never have known her for life. Not to mention having his baby.

She wanted to get a bit of extravagant hope from him, but what she could get was the news of his engagement to Shirley Lindley, the daughter of the esteemed Lindley family.

Heartbroken, she chose to go abroad to study, perhaps as an excuse to avoid unnecessary or further entanglement.

The baby was David. Now, she could no longer suppress the bursting noise from the depth her heart......

At the same time, Paxon Chevy, who came out of the train station, got the news that his grandfather was seriously ill and was dying.

He rushed to the hospital, and he learned that his family had arranged a marriage for him.

"If you don't promise me that you will follow our plan and will be married to Shirley Lindley, I won’t forgive you."

The aging grandfather laid on the bed, frosted over his aging face and was unhappy with his grandson's refusal.

"Grandpa, you know, I never liked being threatened." Mr. Chevy's face was cold and his voice was surprisingly calm.

"Shirley Lindley's social status and the friendships between the two families, all these factors make her the best candidate for the Chevy family's daughter-in-law. She will secure our future. Isn’t it the best you can get?"

Grandpa's voice was hoarse and as if he had spoken his last words.

"She's fine, she's the best daughter-in-law, but unfortunately that's what you think." Paxon was extremely calm and firm and his tone was monotonous.

"I tell you, it's not something you want or not, unless you want me to die in front of you!"

Paxon objected and wanted to contend against his grandpa but he knew it wasn't the right time. His eyebrows wrinkled and his lips zipped tight.

He had to admit that his heart was still dwelling on the woman who had an relationship with him five years ago.

"Grandpa, don't be angry. I......Promise you I will." He knew he had to compromise first.

"Okay, you have to do what you say."

He then walked out of the room.

"How are the things I asked you to investigate?" Paxon Chevy lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling around his finger and his frigid face.