Paris quickly took out the item from the bag and said, "This one. I was afraid Nina would be too busy, and since it was on my way, I had it brought back."As Nash looked at the suit that didn't belong to him, his gaze became sharp. It was a man's suit. Suddenly, he thought of Scott. It seemed that Nina and Scott met at the exhibition, and she brought back this bag. At the time, he hadn't thought about what was inside. It turned out to be his suit.Nash subconsciously clenched his fist. Paris noticed his expression, which didn't change much, but she knew Nash didn't like to show his emotions. She asked again, "Mr. York, should I place it here?"Nash pursed his lips and suddenly replied coldly, "Put it there."Paris's lips curled slightly. "Alright, then. I'll leave first."After completing this series of actions, Paris left satisfied, eager to see how much trust Nina could withstand from Nash.Nash harbored some resentment deep down; whenever he saw this suit during work, it bothe
Walking to the door of the private room, the environment on the second floor was indeed much more elegant, with fewer people compared to downstairs. As the door opened, the people inside warmly exclaimed, "Mr. Lucas, Mr. Lucas is here!""Scott, you've really changed a lot, so handsome, rich, and charming. I bet the girls who like you are lining up, right?" Scott jokingly replied, "Well, I wouldn't know. I'll have to check later.""In that case, you're still single, huh? Ladies present, take note, Scott is a good catch. You should seize the opportunity!" They chatted with Scott for a while before noticing Nina behind him. They seemed to realize something and said with a smile, "We have another distinguished guest today, Nina is here too."Nina apologized, "Sorry for being late." "Nina, you're not being very considerate. You rarely attended previous gatherings. If it weren't for Scott, we probably wouldn't have seen you at all.""But, Nina is still as beautiful as ever." "Bea
Everyone was curious about his answer.Scott paused for a while, being watched by everyone, and softly moved his lips, "She's not here and you don't know her."The interest everyone had suddenly disappeared."Oh, I thought it was Nina. It turns out it's not. It seems we were overthinking."Nina never thought it was her.Their relationship was now more familiar than in the past.It was everyone's over-speculation.Afterward, the focus was no longer on her, which left her feeling relaxed, not having to engage in their conversations.During the class reunion, men talked among themselves about work and business while holding their wine glasses.Nina drank a bit, perhaps not having drunk for too long, and soon felt dizzy, entering a slightly tipsy state.She vaguely heard someone talking, and it seemed like they were discussing her name."Among us, Nina seems to be doing well, huh? She's hovering between two big bosses. She must have made a lot of benefits, right?""I don't want
Even the person who wanted to hit Nina could only cover her face, holding back her grievances. Nash stared coldly at them. "Don't you understand the situation? Who should you apologize to?"They immediately understood and hurried to Nina, speaking humbly, "Sorry, Nina, we shouldn't have speculated randomly. We know we were wrong and won't dare to do it again."They knew Nash's power. Here, no matter how capable they were, they shouldn't oppose the York family. If they offended him, they could forget about having a good time in the company in the future. They still had families, children, parents, and couldn't risk their jobs.Nina naturally wouldn't hold it against them, but she still hadn't understood why Nash was here, staring at him blankly. "What are you doing here?"Nash looked at her, his dissatisfaction palpable. He grabbed her arm, still angry, and said coldly, "Come home with me!"Nina shook off his hand. "Why should I go with you? We have nothing to do with each other."
Thinking about the grievances she had endured, Nina cried even harder. Her tears attracted onlookers."Hey buddy, did you upset your girlfriend? Look at her crying like that, she must have been really upset!" A passerby couldn't help but comment upon seeing the situation.Nash didn't want to deal with this in public. He had never encountered such a situation before. "She’s just throwing a tantrum. She'll be fine in a while," he said.He tried to pick up Nina to take her away, but she clung to him like an eel, crying loudly."Patience is key when coaxing your girlfriend," another passerby advised. "You must have upset her for her to refuse to leave with you. No girl gets angry for no reason."Nash had no idea why she was angry. He wasn't even angry himself, so where was her temper coming from? But seeing her cry so much, he didn't know what to say.Nash got a headache. He had never comforted a woman like this before, feeling awkward and helpless. It was even harder than negotiatin
Upon hearing this, Nash looked over and noticed that she was scratching her hand, which had developed a rash. He immediately grabbed her arm to prevent her from scratching recklessly. "Stop scratching," he said in a deep voice.Nina was in great discomfort. "It's itchy," she replied.Nash furrowed his brows and said gravely, "You're allergic to alcohol and yet you drank so much."Nina was a bit disoriented as she opened her eyes and seemed to see Nash's figure. "Where am I?" she asked."At home," he replied.Nash took off her shoes, then removed her clothes that were in the way and tucked her into bed.Nina became somewhat clear-headed, recalling that she had attended a class reunion, where she had a bit to drink and encountered some minor issues. It was at this critical moment that Nash appeared."Did you bring me back?" Nina asked.Nash went to the bathroom and brought back a basin of hot water, dampening a towel to gently wipe her arms. Her small arms were red and covered in
Upon hearing what Nina said, Nash's face turned extremely pale, and a heavy sensation weighed on his chest. He got up, ignoring Nina's crying, and stood solemnly by the window, lighting up a cigarette and puffing away. Smoke lingered, and the air turned icy cold. After finishing the cigarette, he left the bedroom without returning.The next day, Nina woke up with a severe headache. As she rose from bed, she held her head, feeling it heavier than her feet. Pouring herself a glass of water, she tried to sober up. Heading to the bathroom to freshen up, she noticed her swollen eyes, indicating that last night wasn't peaceful. She remembered Nash bringing her back home, but there were no signs of him having moved, suggesting he didn't sleep beside her. However, she recalled him taking care of her for a long time. It was the first time he had been so caring towards her. Nina was a bit puzzled as to why Nash happened to be with her last night and why he escorted her home. Vaguely, she
"Nash has plenty of designer clothes," Nina said expressionlessly. "As long as it's me who buys them, he'll wear them. I'm just wondering who you are picking clothes for."Miranda walked over, and their eyes met, both refusing to back down, sparks almost flying between them. Miranda smirked, "I got a limited-edition designer outfit for my boyfriend. There are only ten in the world. Would you like to see it?" Her tone was tinged with a hint of boastfulness. She could afford to order luxurious, high-end clothes, while Nina's choices in the store were commonplace. They were not on the same level when it came to selecting clothes for their men.The sales assistant brought out the box containing the limited-edition coat, exuding the scent of money from inside out. Nina at her with a hint of sarcasm, "You need someone else's money even to buy a dress. Are you sure this time it's not the case?"Miranda raised an eyebrow, "My boyfriend is willing to spend money on me. Are you envious?"
But instead of feeling touched, Vera’s first reaction was nausea. A wave of discomfort surged up from her stomach, and Vera’s face paled. She bolted for the bathroom. Caleb followed quickly. “Are you feeling sick?” “I don’t think so. I’ve been eating normally—nothing too heavy or weird lately.” Vera clutched her stomach, just as confused as he was. Then, a possibility flashed through her mind. Caleb clearly had the same thought. Without a word, he turned and walked into their bedroom, returning moments later with a pregnancy test. Vera looked at him, stunned. “When did you buy that?” He responded matter-of-factly, “Better safe than sorry.” Vera was momentarily speechless. Five minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom, her hand instinctively resting on her stomach, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. It was positive. They had only been married for three months. How did this happen so fast?Caleb, on the other hand, remained composed—at le
Of course, Vera wasn’t about to dump all her responsibilities on her assistant. That would be exploitation. She called her assistant into her office. “You’re twenty-five this year, right?” Her assistant blinked, confused. Wasn’t her age common knowledge? Why was Vera suddenly bringing it up? A thought struck her. Was this an arranged marriage situation? Her face immediately filled with silent refusal. “Miss Vera, I’m still young. I’m not thinking about marriage anytime soon.” Vera tapped her pen against the desk. “I’m not telling you to get married.” “Oh.” “I just want to offload some of the smaller daily tasks to you. You don’t have to run every minor document by me.”Her assistant instantly understood. A raise. After confirming she was on board, Vera gave her a salary bump and had her hire a few more assistants to distribute the workload. “If I don’t have time to handle everything, you guys will take care of it. If something’s too complicated, jus
Vera could sense danger the moment the conversation turned in this direction. Her father had never questioned her about married life, and she was lucky enough to avoid nosy relatives. But just because she hadn’t experienced it firsthand didn’t mean she hadn’t seen it happen to others. Without hesitation, she abandoned the half-folded pastry in her hands. “I... uh, need to use the restroom.” Before she could escape, Mrs. Smith caught her wrist. “You and Caleb aren’t getting any younger,” she said matter-of-factly. “You should start thinking about kids—make sure you’re putting in the effort, hmm?” Vera left the kitchen visibly drained. Mrs. Smith was a wonderful mother-in-law, the kind who treated Vera like her own daughter. Despite knowing Vera came from a well-off family, she had still gifted them a house as a wedding present. Of course, Caleb already owned a place, but his mother had insisted. “That’s your house. This is the home I’m giving you as a weddi
That undeniable possessiveness flickered in Caleb’s gaze—subtle yet impossible to ignore. It was the kind of look a powerful man might give his beloved in an old Hollywood film. And right now, the photographer felt like the unlucky bystander who had accidentally stumbled upon an intimate scene. His voice wavered slightly, caught up in his own imagination. “Mr. Smith, lift your eyes toward the camera.” Caleb’s sharp gaze flickered over, intense and commanding. The photographer instinctively pressed the shutter. They continued with several more poses, reviewing the shots as they went. Vera loved them all, but her favorite was still the vintage-inspired one. “How long until we get the final prints?” she asked. “Two to three days at most,” the photographer replied. “I’ll have them shipped directly to you.” Then, after a slight pause, he hesitated before making a request. “I actually have a personal favor to ask—would you both be open to letting us displa
Vera was tempted. They had already taken plenty of wedding photos—several sets at the island, more at the wedding itself. But this wasn’t just any photo studio. It was privately booked and known for being one of the most prestigious studios in the city. Appointments here were nearly impossible to get. The fact that Caleb had managed to secure a session meant he had gone to great lengths to make it happen. If they were just going to take ordinary wedding pictures, it would be a waste of an opportunity. Still, she wasn’t sure what kind of shoot she wanted. The photographer, understanding her hesitation, pulled out a sample album. “You can take a look at our past work. These are some of the styles we’ve done.” Flipping through the pages, Vera saw an array of stunning concepts—each picture more breathtaking than the last. Then, one particular set caught her eye. A Golden Age Hollywood theme.It was classic, nostalgic, and beautifully atmospheric. “Ca
After the wedding, Vera considered taking some time off for a honeymoon. But the thought quickly faded when she realized Caleb had been practically living at the hospital. With a sigh, she dismissed the idea. She was used to it, but to say she wasn’t disappointed would be a lie. Her assistant picked up on it. “Mrs. Smith, don’t you want to go on a honeymoon?” she asked one day. “One of my friends just got married, and she’s been obsessively researching destinations. “She even said a marriage without a honeymoon is already half a failure.” Vera froze mid-page, suddenly losing interest in the documents she had been reviewing. Her assistant hesitated, then offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you go visit Dr. Smith at work?“You seem… distracted. Maybe seeing him will help.” Vera snapped out of her daze, suddenly aware of how preoccupied she had been lately. It was embarrassing to admit, but she had been zoning out far too often—especially after coming hom
Whenever they did this in the past, Caleb always maintained some restraint. But tonight—he didn’t hold back at all. He took her from the bedroom to the bathroom, then back to the bed, his searing kisses trailing every inch of her skin. The next morning, even as she woke up, Vera could still feel the lingering traces of last night’s intoxicating pleasure. As expected, she ended up taking the day off. It wasn’t until two days later that she finally returned to work. *Everyone at the company had already prepared for this. The moment Vera walked into the office, she was greeted with knowing smiles and teasing remarks. “Congratulations, Mrs. Smith!” “Newlywed bliss, huh?” “Three whole days off? Someone had a good time.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out what she had been up to. Obviously, her married life was going exceptionally well—so well that she had completely abandoned work for it. Under the weight of their mischievous stares, Vera barely k
Yelena still hadn’t accepted Hunter, but he wasn’t giving up either and was relentlessly closing in on her. Knowing Yelena’s soft heart, Vera figured it was only a matter of time before she gave in. She let out a sigh. Her friend’s love life wasn’t something she could interfere with. Besides, Caleb had already given her a little inside scoop. “She came to the hospital for a follow-up a few days ago,” he had mentioned casually. “Hunter was the one who brought her.” Vera had clicked her tongue at the news. Yelena always seemed quiet and reserved, but apparently, she was full of surprises.*Time flew by in the blink of an eye.By mid-month, Caleb had rented out an entire vineyard and spent several days transforming it into the perfect wedding venue.When the day arrived, the celebration took place right there.The vineyard was sprawling and elegant, every bit as grand as any luxury hotel—if not better. Even the wine cellar remained untouched, stocked with years-
“Did you plan this from the start?” Vera narrowed her eyes, feeling like she had just walked into a carefully laid trap. “Mm.” Caleb smiled, then leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Because yes—he had always been planning this. The biggest change in Vera’s life after the island proposal was the ring now sitting on her finger. It wasn’t just any ring. It was custom-made, something Caleb had specially ordered. She only found out by accident when she glanced at his phone one day and saw the purchase record. It had been ordered two months ago. Vera did the math and was stunned. He had been preparing for this long before she even started getting impatient. Her heart swelled with emotion. And as soon as Caleb’s parents heard that their son had finally proposed, they wasted no time pushing them to get the marriage license. *One day, Vera overheard Caleb’s mother lecturing him. “Your dad and I weren’t expecting much from you. With how much ti