Julian rushed back to the company for a signing meeting. After it ended, he didn't stay long; his mind was on Lily Parker alone in the apartment. He went out of his way to buy a variety of delicious foods to bring back to her, only to find Lily still lying in bed. His first reaction was to touch her forehead, and he quickly breathed a sigh of relief—thankfully, she didn't have a fever.
He changed his clothes and carried her to the dining room, patting her head soothingly, "You look so listless. Hungry, aren’t you? Come on, eat something first." She silently took a few bites before putting down her chopsticks, which displeased him. "Is that all you're eating? Have a bit more!"
She shook her head, "I feel sick, I can't eat anymore."
"Where does it hurt?" He reached
The brilliant sunlight streamed into the room, post-passion, where two people lay intimately entwined on the disheveled black bed.Julian Sterling's eyes were tightly closed, his breathing steady as if he were still asleep. His dark eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips made his facial features strikingly handsome. His sleeping expression was as peaceful as a child's. But Lily knew all too well that when awake, this man was an imperious tyrant, a contradiction no one else could match. She slowly closed her eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably.Her silent sobs woke Julian. The intense lovemaking had drained much of his energy. Squinting at the clock, he muttered groggily, "Why are you awake? It's still early!" Only then did he sense something amiss. Looking down, he saw the person in his arms crying softly, her shoulder bearing the mar
As dawn approached, Lily Parker once again lay stealthily beside Julian Sterling, still at a distance, still curled up, still with her back to him. Julian cracked open his eyes to look at her, her petite and delicate silhouette, so thin it was heart-wrenching. He thought about how he should nourish her properly, but she hardly ate anything, and once she started crying, it seemed endless. How could she ever become strong? He pursed his lips and continued to feign sleep. When it was time to go to work, Julian got up, quickly freshened up, and changed into a suit. Instinctively, he glanced towards the bed and found Lily watching him. Their eyes met, and she immediately closed hers in embarrassment, which delighted him. His lips curved into a slight smile as he approached her, bending down to plant a gentle kiss on her face, chucklin
Lily Parker went to the piano room to practice because only the piano belonged entirely to her. It held no hurt, no betrayal; it was the last sanctuary in her heart.Professor Caldwell had hinted that there was another chance at the end of the year to compete for an exchange student spot. She should strive for it. Not only had she not become an exchange student, but Serena Winters had also been eliminated. The spot remained vacant, and Vienna's side meant to reassess at year's end. Being in her senior year, this might be her last opportunity.But how could she go now?"You've played the wrong note six times in a row, and it's a Mozart piece," a voice suddenly broke the silence of the piano room.Lily struck a loud chord in error, which resonated sharply through the air. She turned around in astonishment, then her face fell, "May I ask what brings you here?"Isabella de Valois found a chair and sat down, her smile radiant, "Oh, finding a powerful backer does give you a different kind o
Such a name pierced right through Lily's heart, highlighting a wound deep within. If only she could erase all her memories, she wouldn't have to live in such pain. Yet, paradoxically, she clung to those memories, desperately recalling past sweetness to mask the bitterness of the present, like drinking poison to quench a thirst.Even she didn't know how she managed to utter that "Congratulations." It was as if driven by a single thought—she could not lose, not to Isabella. At least in front of her, Lily had to maintain the last shred of her dignity. She wouldn't allow Isabella to trample over her wounds and find joy. She didn't deserve that.Perhaps it was fate, but from that day on, Lily became a regular at the café, though she no longer sat by the window. The owner, Eleanor Brown, was an illustrator and a superb coffee
As if sensing her shock, he hurriedly said, “Lily, don’t hang up! Cough, cough!” His breathing became ragged, his chest wracked with discomfort, a relentless cough seizing him.Panicked, Lily blurted out, “What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?”It took a moment for Ethan to steady his breath, managing to say weakly, “I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”Lily could tell he was far from okay, her voice breaking into sobs, “Can’t you just... can’t you just…” let me have peace of mind?“Lily, I just wanted to ask you,” Ethan said, pausing after each word, “everyone says you wanted to break up with me, I don&
After a lengthy meeting, Julian Sterling stood in front of the elevator and suddenly asked his secretary, Elliott Harper, "Elliott, what else is on the schedule for today?"Elliott Harper replied, "Nothing, sir. You instructed me to keep tonight free, and I've arranged everything accordingly."Julian paused, then chuckled, "Ah, right, right, I'd forgotten."Elliott glanced at his notepad and added, "Mr. Sterling, General Sterling sent someone asking when you plan to return.""I won't be returning today," Julian's face darkened slightly, betraying a touch of displeasure.Having been his secretary for six years, Elliott knew well enough to not pursue the topi
Confused, Lily suddenly heard the blare of a car horn. She looked up, stunned—it was Julian's car. Why had he come to pick her up himself?This was the university town, bustling with people coming and going. Fearing recognition, she hurriedly dashed across the street, pulled open the car door, and slid inside without a second thought, asking, "Where's Jame?"Julian's lips tightened as he replied, "He's busy!" His petulant tone was almost childlike.Lily couldn't fathom what was bothering him and sat in silence, her face a mask of quiet contemplation.Once they had left the university town behind, Julian Sterling asked, "Was that the guy you went sketching with? What did he want?"
Lily Parker gave Julian Sterling's arm a gentle shake, her voice soft, "Maybe we should just eat out. I'm not very good at cooking." Her grandmother used to take her into the kitchen to learn how to make hometown dishes, but her mother was always too nervous, fearing she might hurt herself, and never allowed her to meddle in the kitchen. As a result, her culinary skills were nothing to boast about.Julian pursed his lips, silent. As soon as the pedestrian light turned green, he interlocked his fingers with hers and they crossed the zebra crossing together. Looking up, he saw the weekend supermarket bustling with people. A couple, carrying bags big and small, emerged from the supermarket, sharing a joke that made them both burst into laughter, a picture of warmth and intimacy.A thought struck him, and he gripped her hand tightly, his brows furrowing slightly in displeasure as he complained, "We can just whip up something simple, can't you just listen to me this once?"Lily really didn