Lily Parker returns to school, seemingly realigning her life's trajectory towards a simple, dutiful existence. However, her heart remains incomplete, perhaps only to be healed by time. As winter deepens, she finishes her semester exams and preliminarily decides on her thesis and performance pieces with Professor Caldwell. Despite her father, Henry Parker, still refusing to see her, she visits him daily in the hospital. Fortunately, there's hopeful news: the hospital has consulted a renowned specialist in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, offering a chance for recovery. Returning to her dormitory, Lily is greeted by the warmth of the heater, a relief from the biting cold. She finds her roommate, Aria Mitchell, packing her belongings. Surprised, Lily asks why Aria is moving out before New Year's as planned. Aria, with a crescent-moon smile, explains she's found a place near her company and her boyfriend suggested moving in earlier. Aria and her boyfriend have decided to sett
Normally, Julian would have reacted angrily, but this time, he raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face as he held her hand, "Huh, getting a temper after not seeing you for a few days?" Lily felt the focused gazes around them, like spotlights. Although there were only a few people, she felt uncomfortable. She didn't want to deal with Julian, so she pulled away and walked towards the door. But as soon as she stepped down, the pain made her hiss. Julian's expression turned serious, worriedly asking, "Did you twist your ankle?" Seeing her stubborn silence, he glared at her and pulled her to sit in the audience seats, then knelt down himself. Lily tried to pull her foot away, but there was no escape. He pressed down on her knee, removed her shoe and sock, and his warm hand touched her icy foot, his face growing grimmer. He gently probed her ankle, "Does it hurt here?" Lily didn't respond, but her shrinking body couldn't lie. He added, "You might have twisted a muscle or bone. I'll ta
In the chilly hospital corridor, Lily Parker felt an overwhelming heat, not from the surroundings, but from Julian Sterling's intense gaze. She averted her eyes, breaking the silence with a slow, deliberate voice, "But I've already rejected you."It was a dance of pursuit and rejection, a prelude to a love chase.Julian stood backlit, his tall and imposing figure casting a shadow over her, bringing an oppressive sense of dominance. Lily rubbed her frozen fingers, her head aching as she pondered how to escape his vine-like entanglement.But who was Julian Sterling? A man who had grown up in the corridors of power, adept at steering situations to his advantage. He pushed the choice back to her, "Even if you reject me, you wouldn't reject a chance to cure your father, would you?" Like a hunter in love, he laid out his most tempting bait, closing in step by step.Lily's heart sank. She struggled to find a response, then looked up to see Julian, calm and composed. Taking a deep breath, she
Lily felt inexplicably restless. The beautifully packaged paper bag held not only the autographed album of the master she yearned for but also a pair of small, black, oversized men's sheepskin gloves, utterly unsuitable for her. She sighed helplessly, thinking of Julian, a man with a stern and profound demeanor, hard to refuse. She slowly walked towards the school. After a while, her phone rang. It was Eleanor Brown. Lily answered, but there was no response, just deep, intermittent sobs. She had never seen Eleanor cry in the half year they'd known each other, and she immediately became anxious. Tentatively, Lily called out, "Eleanor? What's wrong?" After a moment, Eleanor's voice came through, pleading like a child, "Lily... can you, can you come and keep me company in the studio?" "Of course, I'm on my way. Wait for me," Lily said without hesitation and immediately took a taxi to Eleanor's art studio in the east of the city. As soon as Lily Parker stepped into the studio, she wa
Lily put away her sympathy, fetched a spare blanket, and tucked Eleanor in. She then slowly began to tidy up the scattered mess around the studio. Once she had a moment to sit down, she glanced over to see Eleanor still deeply asleep. With nothing else pressing, Lily began to look around the small but fully equipped studio. The warm yellow walls were adorned with Eleanor's paintings, mostly of cozy subjects, and one side of the display cabinet held her published series of hand-drawn picture books. Lily had seen most of them; they were heartwarming, wordless illustrations, telling love stories through heartfelt lines, perhaps even Eleanor's own story. Although Lily wasn't privy to the intricacies of Eleanor's relationship with Oliver Sinclair, through these paintings, she could feel Eleanor's heart – throbbing, helpless, anxious, yet strong in love. Just as Lily was about to put a picture book back on the shelf, a photo fell out from between the pages – a family portrait. Eleanor was
Charlotte stepped back with disdain, whispering to the person beside her, "That's her, the one who ruined Isabella de Valois's engagement, eloped with Ethan Hart, and then clung to Julian Sterling, driving a man out of the country. What a shameless person." Such remarks, though seemingly harmless, were the most hurtful, especially when echoed by those unaware of the truth. Rumors spread like wildfire. Lily, not wanting to cause a scene, tried to leave with Eleanor, but Eleanor refused to budge. She glared sharply at Charlotte and retorted, "The upright need not fear a crooked shadow. Everyone knows who really messed things up. After all, what goes around comes around, and those who do wrong will eventually face their karma!" Charlotte, infuriated and seeking revenge for her sister Isabella, glared at Lily and spat, "I think the karma is for you. Now you're probably left with nothing, failing to secure either Ethan Hart or Julian Sterling. Don't delude yourself into thinking you can
The air was tinged with the distinct scent of tobacco. The lampshade's intricate design cast a dim, amber light, accentuating his handsome features. His dark, lustrous eyes held a mesmerizing glint, causing her to instinctively recoil until there was nowhere left to retreat. The contrast between the black satin sheets and her fair, flushed skin created a striking visual impact. Seeing her tremble adorably, he smiled, his lips curling up as he whispered, "Don't be afraid of me, my dear." He gently pried her arms crossed over her chest, intertwining his fingers with hers. The sight before him made his eyes shimmer with desire. He leaned down, kissing her lips tenderly, murmuring, "Lily... Lily..." His strong, athletic body pressed down on her, leaving her unable to escape, blossoming under his touch. His kisses trailed lower, inch by inch, consuming her soul. She tensed, trembling uncontrollably, unable to resist his overwhelming strength. She closed her eyes in resignation, hiding he
It was all a dream, leaving no trace.Julian Sterling woke up abruptly, sweating despite the cold winter night. Looking at his disheveled state, he cursed himself. How could he, a grown man, have such a vivid, sensual dream? Was it just because it had been a while since he'd been with a woman?Embarrassed by his own thoughts, he noticed the moonlight streaming through the curtains, casting a silvery glow.The other side of the double bed was empty, amplifying his sense of emptiness. Unable to bear the gnawing void, he threw off the covers and took a cold shower. Despite the chill seeping into his bones, the burning sensation in his heart lingered.Awake in the middle of the night, unable to sleep, he went to his study. He reviewed the agenda for the next day's meeting and responded to emails from international partners. Finally feeling a bit tired, he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his nose. His gaze fell on a poster photo on the wall, and his usually sharp eyes softened. He sighed
However, Lily seemed indifferent to his efforts, which only added to his frustration. One day, as Lily was tearfully watching a movie, Julian, feeling neglected, couldn't stand it anymore. "Why watch these kinds of movies? They're so unproductive, and you'll ruin your eyes crying." He didn't find the movie touching at all; in fact, he disliked any movie that made her cry.Lily gave him a look and said with a nasal voice, "You go watch your financial reports and economic news, and don't bother me!" Julian immediately shut up but still stayed by her side. In the movie, the heroine tells the hero that they should walk a hundred steps away from each other, and if they look back and still see each other, she would listen to him.Lily was feeling emotional when Julian, in a mood-killing moment, said, "Why walk? Just hug her and kiss her un
Julian began to understand after Charlotte's talk. Just when he was at a loss for how to make amends, a timely call from his mother, Mrs. Sterling, came to his rescue. Mrs. Sterling called Lily directly. Lily was somewhat surprised and nervously answered, "Mom." "Lily, have your parents gone back?" "Yes." "Then why haven't you and Julian come back for dinner? Are you two having a quarrel?" Lily stuttered in response, "No, no, we're just busy, sorry, Mom.""I don't think it's just being busy. I asked Julian, and those rumors in the newspaper are all false. Don't worry too much about it," Mrs. Sterling reassured. "Yes, I'm fine, Mom. Don't worry about me," Lily responded. Mrs. Sterling was referring to the previous day's entertainment headlines, which speculated about Julian's new love interest. Lily had to admit, seeing that report did unsettle her for a moment.
Even as a young boy, too proud to ask for help, he would just softly call her "sister," and she would relent. As he grew up and became a man in his own right, he no longer needed her help.Charlotte sat down again, "Now you're worried, but where was this concern earlier? Do you really want to lose your wife before you're happy?" "I won't divorce her. She can't make me," Julian said stubbornly.Charlotte shook her head disapprovingly. With that temper, it's a miracle things haven't fallen apart already. "What you need to do is keep Lily's heart. What's the use of just keeping her physically? Mom just asked about Lily; I guess she doesn't know about your issues, does she?""How could I tell her?" Julian nodded, then curiously asked what else their mother had said.
Marriage is like a besieged city; those outside want to get in, and those inside want to escape. — Qian ZhongshuAfter Sophia Sterling had her fill and fussed around Lily Parker for a while, she gradually fell asleep.Lily rested her hand on the bedside, half-leaning against the bed frame, and gazed thoughtfully at her son, who bore a striking resemblance to Julian Sterling.Her mother's words still echoed in her ears, "It takes a hundred years to share a boat, a thousand to share a pillow. Marriage isn't child's play; it's not something you enter or leave on a whim. These young people are just being reckless." Her mother's eyes were full of disapproval. "Lily, don't you agree?"Recently, TV dramas
As if remembering something, she picked up her suitcase, unzipped it, and pulled out a gray sweater that was still unfinished, with a ball of yarn attached. It was clear from the style that it was a men's sweater.She touched the pattern on it and said, "I secretly learned to knit this from Aria. I wanted to surprise you on your birthday. It's not very well done. I kept dropping stitches at the beginning, and it's badly damaged."She held up the sweater for him to see, a hint of a smile on her lips, though it was a smile filled with bitterness.Julian Sterling cleared his throat and, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, pulled her tightly into his arms, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, Lily, I was wrong... I'm so sorry..."
The air in the room seemed to freeze."What did you just say?" Julian Sterling spoke softly but held Lily Parker's wrist tightly, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "I didn't quite catch that. Say it again."Lily lowered her gaze and took a deep breath. "I said, we should..." She hesitated.The all-too-familiar scent overwhelmed her as he swept her into his arms. He kissed her deeply, shutting down all the words she didn't want to hear, trapping them between their entwined lips and tongues.She widened her eyes and struggled weakly. Her feeble punches landed on him, neither hurting nor bothering him. She eventually collapsed into his embrace, allowing him to do as he pleased.
These past few days, Julian's god mother had been visiting their home. She doted on Julian the most, and since she couldn't attend their wedding, this was her first time meeting Lily, and she naturally scrutinized her daughter-in-law with a discerning eye."Sweetie, your husband isn't complaining of being tired. Why are you?" Julian bit her lip gently and spoke slowly, then lifted her nightgown, sliding off her undergarments and caressing her, before gently entering her.Her sweetness drove him wild. It had been so long since they'd been together, and his passion couldn't be contained. He pushed into her again and again, making her whimper in pain and pleasure. He held her down, much like a butterfly pinned and ravished.He still craved more, lifting her legs onto his should
Lunch was served in the art gallery's attached restaurant, and Amelia Hamilton's parents also joined. It was her first exhibition as the gallery's director, and this meal served as a small celebration, with many friends and acquaintances filling up the table. Lily Parker ate her meal quietly, responding politely to any questions and maintaining her composure. Although Mrs. Sterling felt that Lily's performance could have been better, she found it quite satisfactory. At the very least, there was nothing to criticize.Towards the end of the meal, Julian Sterling called Lily on her phone. The restaurant was noisy, so Lily politely excused herself and went to the foyer to answer the call."Where are you? It sounds lively over there," Julian's voice sounded somewhat lazy, as if he had just woken up.
As the cool spring night settled in, Julian pulled the blanket higher, covering them both. He whispered softly, "Enough 'buts.' I'm here for everything, and you can always trust me. It's getting late, and I have an early morning meeting. Let's get some rest, okay?"Julian Sterling, the unwavering head of the family, held a position that was beyond reproach, even in matters of the heart. In his world, his words were law. Just a few days after their wedding, Julian decided to embark on a business trip to Singapore, which would keep him away for half a month.Lily Parker constantly reassured herself, reminding herself that she had married this man and integrating into his family was her duty. After all, those in high positions were just ordinary people, and with effort and determination, she could surely adapt. However, reality had diff