Nina looked at Wilfred and said, "You don't need to go through all that trouble."Wilfred replied, "I don't really like fruits. The strawberries would just go bad if left uneaten, so it's better if you have them."Yvonne's eyes lingered on Wilfred, feeling something was off. He seemed very attentive to Nina."Let's eat the noodles before they get soggy," Nina suggested.They began eating together. Wilfred stared at his bowl for a while before starting to eat, taking his time. When Nina finished, he still had half a bowl left. As she took her bowl to the kitchen, Yvonne followed, nudging her shoulder. "Do you think he likes you?"Nina nearly choked on her noodles. "That's impossible. Including today, we've only met three times and barely talked."Yvonne pondered for a moment, recalling that she had not seen Wilfred around before. "But it feels like you've known each other for a long time by the way he looks at you. And he brought you strawberries. You love strawberries, right? B
"That's a bit much, he even finished the soup," Yvonne commented.Nina nudged Yvonne with her elbow, not wanting her to say anything inappropriate, and took the bowl from Wilfred."I like drinking soup," Wilfred replied.Then he added, "I have work to get to, so I won't disturb you two any longer."Nina responded, "Alright."Wilfred nodded to them both before walking out of the apartment. Nina saw him to the door and closed it behind him. As the door clicked shut, Wilfred paused. He turned back to look at the door for a moment, and then finally walked away.Downstairs, a car was parked and waiting for him. Just as he was about to get in, a nearby sports car rolled down its window.A striking woman with red hair, styled in loose waves, leaned out. Her eyes were captivating. She supported her chin with one hand, smiled playfully and asked. "Why did you move without telling me?"Seeing her, Wilfred closed his car door and smiled. "You found me quickly."The red-haired woman stepp
"What's so special about these strawberries?" Nina asked.Nina thought to herself, "Otherwise, she wouldn't be so concerned, following her all the way and saying she's envious."The red-haired woman eyed Nina carefully, examining her closely. The more she looked, the more familiar Nina seemed. "If there's anything special about them, it's that he grew them. No one else is allowed to touch them. Absolutely no one."Hearing this, Nina stopped in her tracks. "I have something to do. I'll be going now," the red-haired woman said, speeding away.Nina stared at the strawberries in her hand, deep in thought. Wilfred had told her all the neighbors had them, but did that mean only she had them?Pondering this, Nina hurried back to her company. After Michelle left, both she and Angel had managed to turn things around. Angel was especially happy, no longer confined to typing at a computer all day. She could finally go out.Nina was busy working on a draft when she suddenly received a
"Blind date?"Hearing this, Nash's expression instantly turned cold, his eyes narrowing sharply. They were not even divorced yet, and she was already thinking about meeting someone new. Did she really think a blind date could find her someone better than him?Nash said icily, "Let's see how good this blind date is!" On the surface, he remained calm, but his hands clenched into fists. He was already imagining killing the man trying to steal his wife.Just then, Wilfred stepped out of his house. Nash looked at him, their gazes locking. Wilfred stared back with a meaningful look. Nash did not back down either. They passed each other without a word, but the tension was palpable.Nash's expression remained cold, and he was on high alert. This man was not simple. And he lived right next to Nina.Meanwhile, Nina was handling the situation in the private room. The man stood up and introduced himself, "Hello, Nina. I'm Carl Lincoln. Do you remember me? Our families used to live next door
These were all their promises made to Julia. Julia knew what kind of life Nina had in the York family. Marrying a wealthy man did not guarantee happiness. Despite the wealth, life could still be miserable. In the end, it all depended on the attitude of the husband's family.Julia did not want Nina to repeat her mistakes. The attitude of the in-laws was crucial when choosing a marriage partner. The other family had maintained a good relationship with them for many years, even while living abroad. That showed sincerity. Julia trusted them and believed they valued Nina. Moreover, if Nina moved abroad, she would not run into Nash anymore, cutting off their last hope of reconciliation. They had been inseparable, and despite not being divorced yet, Julia decided to make the choice for them.She had explained the situation to the other family. They did not mind, showing they genuinely liked Nina. Given this leniency, Nina responded, "Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln, for your kindness, but
Nash dropped to one knee, followed by the men behind him, creating an imposing scene that filled the room with tension. Julia stumbled back a few steps in shock. Even Nina was stunned.Julia had initially been full of righteous anger, but seeing Nash kneel, her fire diminished. "Nash, what are you doing? Get up now!" she said, her tone softening.Nash kept his head bowed. "Mom, please entrust Nina to me."He used force with others, but with Nina's family, he was always respectful. No matter how dissatisfied Julia was or how little faith she had in their marriage, seeing Nash humble himself like this made her reconsider. She found herself conflicted."Julia," Mrs. Lincoln interjected, noticing the unresolved tension, "Hasn't Nina gotten a divorce yet?"Julia felt embarrassed. "They were supposed to divorce. I didn't expect this.""It's alright, we understand. This gentleman seems sincere," Mrs. Lincoln replied kindly. "If there's a chance to save the marriage, we shouldn't interfe
Nash's expression became complicated, and his expression looked grim. Nina did not care how harsh her words were. Once she decided to leave, nothing he said could change her mind. She turned her head and calmly left the restaurant. Nash remained where he was, rooted to the spot.As Nina stepped out of the restaurant, she felt a sudden sense of relief. Leaving Nash was the right choice. Despite his declaration of love, how much of it could she believe? Trusting in a man's love might only lead to deeper hurt later on."Mr. York, aren't you going after her?" Quincy asked, seeing Nash standing there. Quincy was stunned and more anxious than him.Nash replied, "Didn't you see how much she resented my attempt to keep her? If I chase after her now, she’ll only hate me more.""So what should we do? Just let her go?" Quincy questioned.Nash, determined to find a solution, said coldly, "Doesn't Starry Sky TV station want to interview me?""What? What are you talking about?" Quincy hadn
Nina noticed the red-haired woman's disheveled appearance and couldn't help but think along certain lines. But the noise shouldn't have been that loud, should it?The red-haired woman crossed her arms and suddenly understood. "So that's it. You live next door.""What do you mean?" Nina asked, puzzled. "Is everything okay now?"The red-haired woman asked, "Was the noise very loud?""A bit.""Sorry for disturbing you," the red-haired woman said with a smile. "It's all settled now. You can go back to sleep."After exchanging a few words, the red-haired woman gave Nina a meaningful look before walking away slowly. Once she was sure there were no more noises from next door, Nina closed her door. During the day, Wilfred had injury on his hand, and at night this woman came over, making a lot of noise. It seemed more complicated than it appeared. But ultimately, it was someone else's business. Why should she worry about it?Nina quickly got back into bed to sleep.The next day, Nina