Novels by Winter

Claire has been tough to reach lately. When Diaz wanted to pick her up or leave her off, Claire would first send a brief message to let Diaz know she wasn't there. Diaz initially assumed that was normal because perhaps the woman actually had a ton of stuff to do and a hectic schedule. But it's already the ninth day, and he hasn't heard anything from Claire in three whole days because of how little they communicate.It's not that Diaz didn't do anything. Additionally, the man repeatedly contacted Elise to inquire about how busy her fiance was. Every time Diaz called, Elise would barely say a few words before hanging up under the pretense that she had an urgent task to complete."I guess you stop working as a nice fiancé now, huh? Recently, I haven't seen you pick up your fiancée or go home early." That sarcastic remark was made by Edwin, who repeatedly displayed a persistent annoyance against Diaz for holding off on revealing more of his backstory up to this point to pursue a committed

"It's been two days, how come your face is like that?" Diaz turned to look at Claire's face as he buckled up in the seat next to him.Claire questioned, "So how?"Diaz shrugged, "Yeah, like that, it's like you simply had a bad experience today," adding tentatively, "maybe."Claire had met a coworker who was quite annoying and wanted to complain—something she had never done before. Claire never voiced complaints to anybody, but today that urge surfaced due to Diaz's abrupt comment as if the man could see what was going on behind her mask. Among all the identical bland expressions that people see. Why could Diaz perceive that secret look when she had only been with him for a few weeks?"Don't want to talk?"His attention was diverted by Claire's blink. Never, Claire. Don't grumble now because Diaz must also be worn out from work. "I'm all right,"Claire was grumbling because she still had no idea how to begin progressively learning to open up. She simply didn't know when it was appropri

All eyes in the room were on the man who had just announced his intention to visit the Wildblood family's home; regrettably, Claire did can't use her father's last name because after the accident she can't keep her father's although she wanted to keep using it that much. She now enters and uses Wildblood as her surname—the family of her late mother—instead of Rubins which she used from birth to her teens. "Really, you dare to come, huh?" After a minute of stillness, Diaz's first answer was a light-hearted chuckle. "I think it's just bullshit," he said. The actual cause was Claire's uncle—Uncle Alex, who had been looking at him with skepticism since Diaz's arrival. It seems the two genuinely don't like Claire at all, which is extremely different from when they begged Diaz to marry Claire at the hospital. Not sure if this still has anything to do with the situation the other day when they met at Claire's house. "Well, what? Why did you decide to live with our niece so quickly? Didn't

As soon as Diaz was able to leave the car in Claire's yard, the engine was turned off. They left Claire's workplace at six this afternoon, around two hours later. Even if the car wasn't the same one that was parked there the other day, Diaz could at least guess that the car must have belonged to Claire's relatives as well when he noticed someone opening the gate of the house he had never seen before. Despite not knowing who had opened the gate or who was inside.When the person who had earlier opened the gate approached and welcomed Diaz politely, he postponed his mission of waking Claire. To order to return the greeting, the driver popped open the car door and exited.The woman in her thirties looked at Claire's car that Diaz was behind and remarked, "Miss Claire...""Still asleep, I'll wake her later. If I may, who are you?"Sir, I'm Julie. The housekeeper for Ma'am Claire.""Nice to meet you, Julie. I'm Diaz. Claire's buddy—for now." Diaz smile a little bit, before turning to walk

It feels strange. It seemed unusual to be picked up in this manner for the first time by someone other than Elise to go to the office. It has been unusual for someone who has always kept their distance from others to be able to do things like being scooped up by a loved person for a very long time. Can Diaz be referred to as a special person for her, then? Claire's ears itched weirdly, terribly weirdly just from picturing someone else saying it in her head. Oh, God, how many times did she use the word "strange" today?"Have you had breakfast?" As soon as Diaz meets Claire in front of her home, he says.The woman scratched her head and looked away instead of responding, seemingly hoping to get the typical response that most people would give."Do you normally eat in the office?" Although it was an answer, Claire's tone for some reason seemed more like a question.Diaz nodded in agreement, noting that he had no issue with that particular point since he frequently had breakfast at work

The sound of breathing fills the silence with its rhythm, the ticking of the clock, which is audible, and the three minutes' worth of tapping on the mobile screen. While tapping on the phone's keyboard pad to access a message that had been made five minutes earlier, Claire thought.The woman was in her bedroom, sitting on the bed and resting against the headboard. He has been simply staring at her phone's screen for the past five minutes, her thoughts drifting."Huh..." Claire sighed, threw her phone in a different direction, and shifted into a lying posture. She raised the blanket so that it almost completely covered her. Even though Claire typically goes to bed before one in the morning, it feels like she is already quite exhausted even though it is just ten minutes before nine.Not due to a backlog of work or other energy-intensive activities. Claire shouldn't be this exhausted because she didn't accomplish anything today besides visiting Ryan's office, and even then, it wasn't for