Hannah was different.She was generous in her expressions of intimacy. Her words would often make Darren's ears burn and his heart pound like a drum.She was extremely bold.In her slightly intoxicated state, she became even bolder and more straightforward. Her watery eyes were staring directly at him, waiting eagerly for his response."You're drunk."He was totally helpless. Darren could only hold her slender waist to prevent her from swaying as he whispered, "Are you feeling any discomfort?""I'm not feeling any discomfort. I feel great!"Hannah suddenly tiptoed to get close to him while she pouted with dissatisfaction. Her body was emitting a faint fragrance mixed with the scent of alcohol. It created a mesmerizing atmosphere that almost enveloped Darren entirely.However, she was being oblivious. She stared at him with wide eyes as she softly whispered, "Mr. Winchester, why aren't you talking? Do you not miss me? Were you waiting for me?"Darren remained silent. However,
A hint of amusement flashed in Darren's eyes as he saw Hannah's frustrated expression."Stop laughing."Hannah didn't miss his subtle expression and blushed even more as she lightly brushed the tip of her nose against his.She whispered, "Mr. Winchester, you're not allowed to laugh at me.""I didn't. I just find you very cute."The laughter in Darren's eyes deepened as his profound gaze turned gentle.He ruffled her hair and said, "Hannah, do you want some late-night snacks?"With her hands still on her stomach, Hannah hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly, "Yes, I do."She'd only had alcohol at the banquet, so she was very hungry.However …"Mrs. Tate has gone to bed, right?"She frowned slightly as she looked into the kitchen. She sighed. "I'll just have some fruits."Although the Winchesters were rich, they were not showy people.Aside from Mrs. Tate, there were no other servants in the household. She felt a bit embarrassed to wake Mrs. Tate up in the middle
These days, Erica had joined Starlight Foundation and was learning how to do things from scratch.Hannah subtly hinted at Erica to avoid putting too much pressure on herself and that she should be resting early.However, Erica just stood in place, somewhat unable to believe what she had just heard.Who did Hannah just say had cooked?Mr. Winchester?How could that be possible?In her limited and small world, she had never seen a man cook willingly for a woman.In her hometown, a man cooking would be seen as a sign of weakness and incompetence.Even after she came to Hopeldon, when she lived with Jadon in the slums, those poor and powerless men would act superior once they got home.The kitchen was naturally labeled as a woman's domain.She subconsciously agreed that cooking and household chores were the responsibilities of women.However …Darren was the most perfect and capable man she had ever met in her life.He was handsome, noble, wealthy, and exceptionally talented.
In reality, their surroundings weren't very romantic at all. There were two unfinished plates of food placed in front of them. Besides the intoxicating scent of each other, the scent of food mixed with the kitchen's aroma lingered in the air.It was a heartwarming smell. The smell also caused a surge of warmth to course through Hannah's heart. It made her feel secure and happy. "What's this smell? Why does it smell of jealousy?"Hannah lifted her brows and a mischievous smirk formed on the corner of her lips. With an innocent look on her face, she scrunched her nose and asked, "Do you smell it, Mr. Winchester? It's such a strong scent of jealousy. I wonder who it must be coming from?"All she did was ask a few words of concern regarding Erica. How was he so jealous about it?Who would've thought that the man who seemed so cold and calm was capable of being so possessive? It was obvious that she was making fun of him. "The smell of jealousy is rather strong if I may
Erica dared not lift her head.How pathetic.Erica couldn't help but curse at herself for being so pathetic. She couldn't do anything right. How did she even have the audacity to even be daydreaming right now?In front of Hannah, who was beautiful and outstanding, she felt like a useless ugly duckling. Was Darren also looking at her?Did he think of her clumsiness as being ridiculous and useless?Erica's eyes reddened. She wondered why she was always so useless and could never do anything right. She dared not imagine Darren's expression. Her tears streamed down more desperately. She anxiously wiped her face and said, "I—I'm sorry, Ms. Emerson. I—I'm truly sorry …"She couldn't help but stutter as she spoke. She felt a sense of hopelessness and an overwhelming feeling of being unworthy. Her thoughts for Darren made her feel even more embarrassed. She hoped that Darren understood her cautiousness but also feared that her admiration would be exposed and taken as a jo
Erica had only encountered such a perfect man once in her life. Was she really going to watch him gradually drift away from her life and belong only in her dreams?She still had a long life ahead of her. But in that moment, she felt as if she could see the end of it.The helplessness and despair she felt caused a surge of anxiety and negative emotions within her heart. It even caused her to unconsciously pick up her habit of biting her thumb. Her gaze filled with a strong determination. She didn't want to leave. Or rather, she didn't want to let go of her opportunity with Darren. Lowering her gaze, she didn't linger any longer. She grabbed her mug and entered her room. … Hannah was awakened by the ringing of her phone. The sky was already bright outside. As she had forgotten to shut the curtains, the sunlight shone into the room through the window. It felt warm but didn't seem glaring. She wasn't fully awake. She lay in bed lazily, refusing to get up. After th
As he thought about Hannah's terrible temper, Matthew's expression darkened. If it wasn't because of her current status and position, he wished that he'd never had her as his daughter.He was genuinely concerned if she was even …He gritted his teeth until his cheeks twitched slightly. There was a disturbing look that flashed across his eyes. "I know that you love me the most, Dad."There was an innocent smile on Misty's face. She clung to Matthew and handed his phone back to him obediently. "Don't be mad, Dad. Just talk to Hananh nicely. You're an easy person to get along with. I'm sure Hannah will come to appreciate you after some time."Matthew sneered coldly. There was a look of disdain on his face. "Who cares what she thinks?"Whilst he complained, he still dialed Hannah's number. Soon, a robotic, cold, but sweet female voice echoed through the phone. "Sorry, the person you are calling is currently available. Please try again later …"Matthew froze. He looked at hi
Hannah could never seem to understand what was going through Matthew or any other man's mind when they cheated. Was it really worth it to abandon their wives just for their lovers?Why would a perfectly decent young woman willingly associate themselves with these married men? Did they never consider what these women actually wanted?Were they truly attracted by their old age, lust for the young and attractive, and their unethical behaviors?In the end, it all came down to money and power. These women wanted the easy way out in life. The worst part was that these mistresses would rise to power along with their children, and these unfaithful men would enjoy a peaceful life and succeed in their careers.Upon recalling Eleanor who lost her life at a young age, a hint of sadness crept up in Hannah's heart. She often wondered if her life would be different if Eleanor was still alive.That way, she would also have someone who loved her and cared for her. She would have had the love