About 10 minutes later, I parked the car outside the courtyard."We're home, Ryan," I said as I opened the car door.Unexpectedly, the drunken man collapsed as I opened the door.I frowned and reluctantly pulled him back up. "Can you stand up on your own?"There was no response.I had to call Brenda, who was asleep, to help me carry Ryan back to his room."Mrs. Frost, do you need any help?" asked Brenda."No, you can go back to bed."I felt a bit embarrassed for disturbing her. I didn't want to trouble her further.After Brenda left, I endured the discomfort of the smell of alcohol and helped Ryan take off his shoes and tie, then I prepared to go downstairs.But as I turned around, I realized that he had suddenly grabbed my hand.With his eyes closed, he murmured, "Honey..."I didn't really think he was calling me. It was more likely that he and Jessica had progressed to the point of calling each other such intimate nicknames.I reached out and opened his eyelids. "Ryan, l
Even though there was a layer of fabric between us, my waist felt like it was burning. I was frozen, unable to move as if possessed by a ghost, but thankfully, my mind was clear. "We've been very clear about this. I don't want a third person involved in our marriage.""I'm sorry." The man rested his head against my back, his voice muffled.Would my heart soften? Of course, it would.No one could just easily erase several years of feelings overnight. I really wanted to give him another chance. But everything that had happened recently kept coming back to me. Would I choose him or myself?I sighed. "Ryan, you always knew you were in the wrong, but you kept repeating the same mistakes. It's meaningless."This time, I chose myself. I had chosen him for seven years, and that was enough.Ryan remained silent for a long time, not saying a word."Let go, we've reached the end of the road." I had never imagined that I would say such cold-hearted words to Ryan.What was unrequited love?
The renovations began shortly after he gave me the keys to the house. I had to keep an eye on the renovations, so I would be out early and back late. He never asked about it.Even if I returned late, at most, he would just say, "You're back late," or, "Looks like the Design Department is quite busy." There was never a follow-up question about where I had been or what I had been doing. It was not within his scope of concern. We had reached the point of divorce, and I didn't want to tolerate anything anymore. "Maybe it was when you were with Jessica."Sure enough, I saw a trace of stiffness on his face. It made me feel much better."I haven't been in contact with her lately.""There’s no need to explain to me." I felt it was unnecessary now. "As long as you're willing, once the divorce proceedings are done, you can marry her anytime.""Why are you speaking in such a tone? You make it sound like we’re strangers" Ryan furrowed his brows slightly, which made him look a little helples
I never realized he was so vengeful. I could only follow behind him reluctantly. Before I could explain anything, William smiled and said, "I heard from Brenda that Charlotte has moved out?""Yes, Grandpa." I had no choice but to admit it. If Grandpa got angry, I would have to find a way to please him.But Grandpa didn't look like he was going to lose his temper at all. Instead, he glared angrily at Ryan. "You can’t even keep an eye on your wife!""Come on, Grandpa. It was her decision to move out. What could I do?""If she moved out, don’t you know to go after her?""You're just like your father, utterly crooked." Grandpa was exasperated."Well he got that from you, didn’t he?" Ryan chuckled."You brat!" William grabbed a teacup as if to throw it at Ryan, then set it down again. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm hungry, let's eat."The meal was quite enjoyable. Grandpa kept offering me food, and my plate was almost overflowing. "You should eat more, look at you, you
"Don't worry, Grandpa." I placed some food on William's plate and said gently, "He can't bully me."After all, we were about to divorce soon anyway.After dinner, Ryan played chess with William in the backyard while I leisurely cooked coffee on the side. Ryan's chess style was cunning and ruthless, and after making a move that William couldn't counter, William glared at him. "Are you treating me like an outsider? Leaving me with no way out?""Alright." Ryan chuckled, then indeed eased off.William was pleased, laughing heartily, and said meaningfully, "Remember, family and outsiders are not the same."I handed Grandpa a cup of coffee. "Grandpa, have some coffee.""Hmm." Grandpa took a sip. "If you two can always get along so well, then I'll be able to hold my great-grandchild soon!"My heart fluttered, and I instinctively placed my hand on my belly. Seeing William's aging face, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of compassion. If there hadn't been those barriers and issues betwee
'What does that mean? Is he suspecting that I'm cheating on him before we're divorced? Well, he is indeed that kind of person,' I thought.I couldn't be bothered to explain and just replied blandly, "A good friend.""What friend?""Ryan." I smiled softly and said gently, "Dead people don't pry into matters."Since he was willing to play the role of a dead ex-husband, he should be professional about it.Ryan nearly burst out laughing, his tongue pressed against his cheek as he chuckled. "Alright."When we arrived at the graveyard and got out of the car, I headed straight up the stairs towards the hill. Seeing that Ryan didn't follow, I had to turn back and wait for him. As I turned around, I noticed he was carrying a basket of yellow and white chrysanthemums that he had prepared earlier, and I couldn't help but be a little taken aback.I pursed my lips. "Thank you.""Thank me for what? It's something I should do," he replied calmly.When he caught up with long strides, we walke
Otherwise, the Frost Group wouldn't have ended up directly in Ryan's hands."What about you? Are you happy?" I looked up and asked hesitantly."In these three years of being married to you?" He forced a smile, sighed, and continued, "I'm very happy."His answer made me want to cry even more.Was that regret?Clearly, if it weren't for Jessica, we could have grown old together.On the way back, neither of us spoke. We silently understood that saying more wouldn't help.He couldn't truly change the situation, and I couldn't pretend everything was fine.It was better to let go, while we still weren't too repulsive of each other.With the short days and long nights of Autumn, through the car window, his figure was bathed in a golden light by the setting sun."I'll walk you up." When we reached the Lake Garden, he spoke before I could. I didn't refuse.We went upstairs together, standing at the door, I pursed my lips. "I'm home now, you should go back.""Alright." Ryan nodded li
Jack either didn't catch the implication, or he didn't want to dwell on the matter. He just smiled. "No big deal. Why don't you guys go wash your hands? Dinner is ready."Jack was also a great cook, and the table was filled with dishes that were great in looks, fragrance, and taste. It would make anyone's mouth water.Both Tom and Jane couldn't stop praising Jack.I couldn't help but compliment, "Jack, your dishes look amazing!""Go ahead and have a bite. See if it suits your taste."Jack brought out the last two dishes from the kitchen, and placed a plate of spicy shrimp in front of me, with a warm smile. "You should love this."I was a little surprised.Except for Jane, everyone assumed my taste was as bland as Ryan's. However, before I could say anything, Ryan chimed in coldly, "She can't handle spicy food. Although you were quite close during college, you still don't understand her taste...""Mr. Frost." Jane tried to defend me with a smile on her face. "Who have you been p
Jonathan almost spit out the tea he was drinking."You have principles now?""Not the right time to talk nonsense."Westley. "Do you always talk in a way that pokes others' pain points?"Jonathan smiled for a moment. "If you've done it, don't be afraid of people talking about it."Westley didn't want to continue the conversation and stood up to leave.He went to the kitchen to find Jordan and found her eating ravioli."Didn't you say you'd help?" Westley sat next to her. "How come you're eating secretly? Give me a bite?"Jordan guarded the food. "It’s in the kitchen. There's still plenty in the pot.""But I want to eat from your bowl.""But I don't want to give you any."Westley laughed. "Okay."But while Jordan took a bite of the ravioli, he kissed her.Jordan's eyes widened as she felt the ravioli in her mouth being stolen away."You're disgusting."Westley smiled. "Sweet."Jordan couldn't eat anymore and pushed the remaining ravioli to him. "I'm not eating anymore."
Now that she had remarried him, this was also her home, and there was no need to tidy up anymore."Really?" Westley turned her around. "It'll be troublesome to go to another room and come back for something later.""What do you mean?" Jordan felt like she didn't understand his words today. "Just spill it already."Westley nodded seriously. "Okay, I'll spill it. We're married now. From now on, when we come back here, we'll sleep together. If you don't tidy up and pack your things, there won't be anything for you in my room."Jordan understood. She suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder. "Who said that after marriage, we have to sleep in the same bed? If there's nothing of mine in your room, I'll sleep in my own room. It's not like you only have one room."Westley laughed. "Okay, you're being naughty now."Jordan replied, "You become like the people you spend time with."She finished speaking and ran off.She went to the kitchen to see Miranda and offer to help.Miranda told he
"What is there to prepare?" Westley sat down with Jordan. "They're not strangers."Miranda gave her a glare and handed Jordan some fruit. "Look at me, still wearing my pajamas...""Jordy, it's not that I don't care about you. It's just that Westley didn't say anything, and you two... we also didn't want to ask too much. Wait for me to change into something proper. What would you like to eat? I'll personally cook for you."Jordan quickly stopped her. "No need, we're so familiar with each other already, Mom."Miranda froze, then after a long pause, she grasped Jordan's hand, wiping her tears as she said, “Okay.”Jordan gave Westley a look, and he handed her a tissue.She wiped Miranda's tears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry.""It's our fault," Miranda patted her hand. "We never thought that Westley would do that.""You two grew up together and had a great relationship. We always thought, when we're gone, he'll be able to love you and take care of you well on our beha
Jordan asked him, "You finished so quickly?""Why does it sound like you're unhappy that I came over?""No, it's just that your meetings used to take quite a long time."Westley casually ruffled her hair.Jordan wasn't happy. "You messed up my hairstyle!"Westley chuckled softly. "You're just had your hair down. Is it even styled?""You don't understand.""Alright, I don't understand."Westley pulled her back to the bedroom.Jordan wasn't happy. When they were going upstairs, he carried her back to the room."Do you really like kids that much?"Jordan put her hands against him to stop him from getting any closer."What, can't I like kids now? Henry and Sparrow are so cute."Westley caught both her hands and pinned them down. "Then should we have one too?"Jordan struggled. "Who said I want to have one with you?""Then who do you want to have one with?"Jordan kicked him with her leg. "Get off me."Westley bent down and asked, "Afraid of the pain?""Yes." Jordan was pi
Jordan didn't really know—she had only come here to escape.Now, there wasn't much left to escape from.If it weren't for wanting to spend a few more days with Jane and the others, she would have already been ready to go back to work.Westley saw that she had been thinking for a long time without speaking and asked, "So, are you coming with me to the theme park, or playing with those two kids?"Jordan almost forgot—there were two adorable children here."Then I'll play with the kids.""What, still think I'm too old?"Jordan gave him a playful glare. "Stop bringing that up all the time. Don't think you can keep me trapped with that topic."Westley asked, "Then why not come to the theme park with me?""Weren't you the one who gave me the choice?"Jordan gave a soft snort. "If you only want one answer, then next time give me just one option.""Alright." Westley looked at her with eyes full of affection. "Whatever you say goes.""I've got a meeting—you go play with the kids."
It felt very unreal.It felt like she was dreaming."Will you marry me?""Huh?"Jordan was completely dazed, thinking she would hear him say a lot of touching words.But in the end, all she heard were just those simple words."Are you... talking?"Westley nodded. "Yes. Will you marry me?"For a moment, Jordan truly wanted to throw the flowers at his face.But then she remembered her conversation with Charlotte.And she felt that Charlotte had a point.They were already married, yet Westley still wanted to give her a sense of ceremony.Even if he didn't say any romantic lines, she wouldn't be able to refuse his proposal now.With that thought in mind, she reached out her hand."I will!"Westley slipped the ring onto her finger, stood up, and hugged her.Jordan heard him whisper softly in her ear. "I'm really nervous. It's my first time doing something like this, so I don’t know what to say—I was afraid I'd cry. Give me a little grace. Whatever you want to hear, I'll say
"Okay."Jordan started to feel something was off. "Charlotte, I remember you didn't like the smell of cigarettes. Didn't Frank stop smoking after being with you?"Charlotte responded calmly, "Not really. If I didn't like the smell of cigarettes, I wouldn't have gotten along with Jane for so many years. She was already smoking when I first met her. Also, Frank didn't stop smoking just because he was with me. It was only later, when I was pregnant and feeling unwell, that he stayed by my side and simply forgot about it. Men have a lot of work pressure too. If he smokes now and out of my sight, I think I should try to understand that. That's what being a couple means."Jordan was persuaded. "Yeah, I guess you’re right. There should be mutual understanding. I do act a bit spoiled sometimes."Charlotte said, "When I talk about understanding, I don't mean compromise. If there's something you really can't accept, it still needs to be discussed between the two of you."Jordan was confused
"Wow."Jane and Charlotte stood at the doorway, watching with great interest.It was quite the appetizing show.Zachary and Frank, on the other hand, weren't interested, and headed to the yard to set up the grill.Frank chatted casually with him. "He's been proving himself for two days now—why do you keep poking at his age? He even made you bleed."Zachary said, "I did it for the greater good. Look at them now, kissing like they can't bear to part."Frank cocked his brows and said nothing in response.Jordan overheard Jane and Charlotte's voices.Her face turned completely red from embarrassment.She couldn't push Westley away, so she had no choice but to bite him.When he relaxed his grip, she took the chance to run.She didn't even dare glance at Jane and Charlotte at the door.Back in her room, she buried herself under the blanket.So embarrassing.Downstairs, Jane and Charlotte, satisfied with the show, headed to the yard.Westley, meanwhile, went upstairs.Sure eno
'What was that?'Jordan truly had nothing in her head but confusion.She had just been teased by Jane outside.She thought that since she hadn't come downstairs in the past couple of days, everyone already knew—Westley was... not impotent.Why was Frank saying things like that now?"Frank, what are you talking about?""Nothing."Frank left the kitchen and sat next to Charlotte.After Jane finished tending to Zachary's wound, she even fed him some food.The man held his wife in his arms and asked in a low voice, "All your friends are bringing their husbands food. Why aren't you doing the same?"Charlotte smiled. "That's because Jane took a bite and didn't like it. She thought it would be wasteful, so she gave it to Zachary."Frank played with her hand and asked, "Is there nothing you don't like to eat?""Nope."In the kitchen—Jordan sensed that Westley was upset. She reached out and hugged him, asking, "Did Zachary and the others tease you?"Westley finished handling wha