After getting some insights, Nina stepped out and saw a little girl, about three or four years old. She was sitting under a tree, clutching the candy that Nina had given her and just staring at it. Seeing this, Nina walked over and sat beside her."Nina," the little girl called sweetly, lifting her round eyes.Nina asked her, "Why aren't you eating the candy?"The little girl lowered her gaze, holding the candy in her hand and shaking her head. "I don't want to eat it."“Why?” Nina inquired.The little girl explained, "I overheard them saying that this candy is really delicious, the best they've ever had! I'm afraid if I eat it all, there won't be any left, so I want to save it. I'll just lick a little bit, and then it'll last me a long, long time."She carefully licked it once.Hearing this, Nina felt a pang in her heart. To her, this was just an ordinary piece of candy, something she used to eat often when she was little.Nina patted the little girl's head. "You're still youn
His words might have been biting, but his deeds were remarkable. Despite the York Corporation's involvement in various charitable endeavors, Nash had never personally intervened like this before.Nina chimed in, "It's not that I'm the only one who can come here. It's just that after I arrive, you follow with supplies. Such coincidental occurrences naturally raise suspicions. Since it's not you, I won't inquire further."She had many things to do and could not focus on competing with Nash. Moreover, he seemed very dissatisfied with her. Seeing her indifferent attitude, Nash frowned slightly. He was harboring plenty of dissatisfaction towards her. And now, seeing her remain so aloof only added to his discontent."Sir, sir!"Suddenly, Nina saw dozens of children running towards them. They ran fast and did not fear falling.Nina knew they were calling for Nash. She could not help but turn around.She saw the children leaning against the car window, their eyes filled with curiosity
Seeing this, Nash's expression changed, not knowing what he had done. Nina quickly brought them together and comforted, "Okay okay, Mr. York is not the Big Bad Wolf, he's a good person. Didn't he just bring you supplies? Don't be afraid, crying isn't cool at all." They wiped away their tears again, still sniffling, "We can't cry, we're the bravest kids, we can't cry!" But when they saw Nash, they would still pout. They were holding back their tears but still afraid. Nash glanced at Nina, who was very gentle with the children, as gentle as water. He coughed twice and approached the group of children. But the children, still frightened, quickly hid behind Nina. Nash's expression darkened, completely unexpected that these children were so scared, seeing him as if they had seen a ghost. "You guys, hurry inside. If you don't, the Big Bad Wolf will come in!" Upon hearing this, the children hurried back inside. Nina followed behind them. Nash observed their departure, unsure of wh
"We're leaving," Nina said."Alright, hope to see you again next time," the director replied.Before leaving, Nash looked at the group of children and did not forget to ask, "What should you call us?""Nash and Nina!" the children chorused in unison, very polite.Nash continued, "If not, what else should you call us?""Mr. York and Miss Walker!" the children responded promptly, showing that they had understood well. They had been taught this many times and remembered.Nina's gaze turned to Nash. She could see that the children's response pleased him, and a smile appeared on his face."Mr. York and Miss Walker, may you be happy together forever!" the children said in unison again.Nina was taken aback. "What do you mean?""Just now, Mr. York mentioned that you're his wife, so we have to address you correctly. If it's not Nash and Nina, then it's Mr. York and Miss Walker. We can't have one addressed as Mr. York and the other as Nina," the children explained to Nina.Nina was le
"This place is remote. If you get off here, you'll have to walk several kilometers to reach the bustling city. Don't act on impulse. Being rash isn't your forte," Nash leaned against the car window, his gaze drifting outside as he spoke nonchalantly.Nina surveyed the secluded road, realizing that she would indeed have to walk for several hours. It was already evening, and there might even be wild animals lurking around. For safety reasons, she refrained from making any more fuss. Sometimes, a wise man would adapt himself to circumstances.The car stopped at the entrance of the television station. Nash looked at the signboard atop the building and asked softly, "I heard your television station will be interviewing me soon.""Is that so?" Nina responded.Nash's deep gaze turned towards her. "Why isn't it you?"Nina did not mention that she had declined. "Interviewing you isn't my responsibility yet. I've only been here for less than ten days, and all I can do is write a few words
Scott was at a loss for words. Nina looked at Nash in surprise. How could he carry the marriage certificate with him? She could not understand him! Nash held it in his hand, unwrapping layer after layer until the marriage certificate finally emerged. He held it up high for Scott to see. "This is Nina and my marriage certificate, Mr. Lucas. Do you see it?" Scott pursed his lips, his gaze deepening. He sensed an unfamiliar sense of triumph in Nash's eyes, as if he were gleeful about having a marriage certificate with Nina. But if he was in a contractual marriage with Nina, shouldn't he be eager to end it? Initially, Scott thought Nash, as a man, might have his pride at stake, especially after all these years of not acknowledging Nina as his wife. Now, he felt Nash was displaying an unprecedented level of childishness. Who would wrap a marriage certificate so securely and flaunt it in front of others? "Mr. York, this marriage is destined to end anyway," Scott calmly stated. Na
He picked up the nearby bottle of wine and took a sip. He had always been rational. Rationally, he stayed by Nina’s side, and rationally he maintained their friendship. Even admitting his feelings for her came under the influence of alcohol, using it as a means to express his inner turmoil. But he could not go any further. He knew Nina liked Nash. He did not want to burden her, yet he wanted to give her enough respect. He never had the same courage as Nash. Perhaps only the one being loved could be fearless. He envied Nash, being able to have Nina's love. Scott smiled bitterly, refilling his glass and gulping it down in one go. His phone beside his left hand kept vibrating. He glanced at it sideways, then turned his head. He showed no intention of answering, just continuously drinking in silence.Nina left the restaurant, ready to take a taxi home. There were no empty taxis nearby. Glancing at her phone, she noted that there were over thirty people waiting. It looked like she wo
Nash surveyed the area, which was still smaller than their bedroom. He walked in, noticing that there was only Nina's stuff inside. Nina had always been neat, and the apartment was spotless. The sight of the fluffy bunny-patterned slippers at the door surprised him. He glanced at Nina.Nina felt a bit uncomfortable and quickly put away the slippers. "Have you finished looking?" she asked.Nash glanced at the sofa where they both sat and said in a low voice, "Are you accustomed to living here?""It's alright.""This apartment is so small, and the furniture is incomplete. It's not as good as our home, where we have helpers attending to us. I think you won't be comfortable living here," Nash said, taking her well-being into consideration. "Since this divorce won’t work out anyway, why not just go back home?""Do you even know that I want a divorce from you? I moved out, not because we had a fight and I stormed out!" Nina hoped he would understand, rather than assuming that he could w