Her words caused the previously light-hearted atmosphere in the private room to fall silent for a moment.I followed her gaze and saw Frank at a glance.The man held a wine glass with his slender fingers, his dark shirt sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his lean forearms. The watch on his wrist reflected a cold, dim light.At the sound, he cocked his brows slightly and glanced over. That was when we locked gazes.He was indeed alive.I felt both surprised and delighted, and a smile involuntarily spread across my lips, "Frank..."As I was about to say something, I suddenly realized that his gaze towards me was devoid of warmth, as if he were naturally an emotionless and indifferent person.It was no different from looking at a stranger.The man looked at me with a casual demeanor, seemingly waiting for me to speak first, yet also somewhat puzzled.It sent chills down my spine, cutting off all my words.The others in the room also looked at me with some confusion.Among th
He already had a girlfriend, so there was no need to explain too much.Until my figure completely disappeared around the corner, Frank only then shifted his gaze back, his expression indifferent as he looked at Alana."What do you want?""What do I want?"Alana pointed to his phone with a nod. "I'm asking for her number for you, as a friend. How are you planning to thank me?"Frank replied coldly, "Not necessary."Alana smiled. "Then why did you call her name just now?""Who taught you these outdated tricks of pretending to be indifferent to pursue someone? They're long out of style," Alana said disdainfully.Frank dismissed her. "Alana, has anyone ever told you that you're actually quite good-looking when you keep your mouth shut?"Alana didn't like that comment. "You really can't say anything nice. No wonder you've been single for 20 years.""Get lost," cursed Frank."I've accepted your friend request"A new message popped up on WhatsApp. He lowered his gaze, waiting for
Jane curiously leaned over. "What's up? Whose message is it?"I locked the screen. "It's from Frank.""Frank? What does he want? Is he still sulking about how things went down at the restaurant tonight? Does he feel he didn't perform well?""No." I spoke a bit awkwardly, "He’s legs are aching, probably a lingering issue from the explosion. I need to check on him."Jane glared at me in frustration. "Just now, I was asking if you'd prioritize romance over friendship in the future, and now it seems you're prioritizing romance already?"I fawned over her, massaging her shoulders. "Jane, how could I prioritize romance over friendship? I'm just going to check on him. What would you like to eat? I'll bring back some late-night snacks for you.""Well, he has a girlfriend, doesn't he? What's your excuse for visiting him?""It's not his girlfriend."I touched my ear. "She's his cousin.""Alright, alright, go on."Jane sighed in relief and cheerfully pushed me out the door.On the way
The air seemed to fall silent for a moment.Frank stared at me intently. "When did this happen?"I answered honestly, "Yesterday.""So..." He smiled briefly, but with a touch of sarcasm. "You've spent two years with him, found you still couldn't make it work, and now you're thinking of turning to me?"I began using more force, but he seemed to not feel any pain. His gaze filled with scrutiny and questioning.I suddenly withdrew my hand, stood up, and said, "No."Frank's smile took on a roguish edge. "Then what is it?"I avoided his gaze. "Are your legs feeling any better?""Charlotte, aren't you quite adept at making cutting remarks?"He gripped my wrist tightly, pulling me closer and gritting his teeth, "Why are you silent now? Feeling guilty?""Frank..."His grip wasn't very strong, and I managed to pull free with a little effort. I whispered, "If you insist on thinking that way, then I'll just consider myself guilty."Perhaps, I was guilty after all.He smirked. "Do you
Rainwater kept beating against the car windows.Looking out through the window, the outside world seemed like a bizarre, alternate reality.I smiled lightly. "When is the expert you found arriving in Jeswood?"Ryan replied, "The day after tomorrow.""Alright." I nodded and reached for the car door handle. "Then I'll be on my way.""I'll see you off.""No need. My car is just parked nearby.""Still, I'll see you off."I was momentarily taken aback by his insistence. Seeing him reach for the passenger seat's umbrella, I understood his intention.He held the black long-handled umbrella, walked around the car, and opened the door for me, "Let's go."There was a bit of standing water on both sides of the road, making our footsteps particularly clear.As we walked side by side to the car, I opened the door and got in, only then realizing that half of him was wet.But I didn't say much, "Thank you."With that, I firmly closed the car door with a dull thud, started the engine, and
Regret and unwillingness.Tom, however, was unperturbed. "In my opinion, you shouldn't have brought up the divorce. The most important thing between two people is the push and pull; all emotions are drawn out through this dynamic."Ryan was silent for a moment. "Is there still a way to salvage this?"Tom had a sudden idea. "Play the victim.""Play the victim?" Ryan immediately dismissed the idea. "It won't work. She won't fall for that.""If being soft doesn't work, then you have to be tough," said Tom.‘Tough, huh?’Two years ago, he had watched her being pushed to the brink of despair by him.Later, he consulted his own therapist, who suggested that it resembled depression.The serious kind.He swirled his drink, feeling a sense of helplessness he had never experienced before.He couldn't do anything to her.But could he let her be with Frank?He couldn't bring himself to do it.When I got home, Jane was half-lying on the sofa playing a game.She looked surprised to se
She responded quickly and looked quite obedient. "Yes, I used to know her in Jeswood.""It seems you two have a connection." Yasmin smiled and nodded. She then turned to me. "This is my daughter, Christine Jackson."Christine took her mother’s last name.I wasn't clear on the specifics, but since it was her private matter, I didn't press further and simply smiled faintly.Christine suppressed her emotions and clung to Yasmin's arm, whining, "Mom, let me enter the entertainment industry. I'm just curious. Let me see what it’s like, and if I really don't like it, I'll withdraw.""Give it a bit more time. I’ll think about it." Yasmin patiently tried to soothe her.Christine pouted and said softly, "Alright then."Yasmin was very easygoing, and the meal was quite harmonious. Except for Christine, who kept sneaking glances at me.After the meal, Yasmin had to catch her flight and left quickly with her agent and assistant, leaving the bodyguard to watch over Christine.As I was head
Prof. Kilburn gave a clear deadline.I expressed my gratitude. "Prof. Kilburn, sorry for all this trouble. Thank you so much!""No need to thank me."Prof. Kilburn gestured towards Ryan. "Thank him. This guy has been pestering me for almost two months. I hadn't planned to return to Cheria recently, but it was my wife who was soft-hearted and persuaded me to come back and take a look."I looked at Ryan in surprise.Two months.This meant that before I returned to Jelaston, when he might have thought I was dead, he had not given up on Grandma's condition.I pursed my lips. "Ryan, I really need to thank you this time.""If you really want to thank me, how about treating me to a meal?""Huh?" I was taken aback. I hadn't expected him to make such a request.Then, I looked at Prof. Kilburn and smiled. "Sure, I'll treat you and Prof. Kilburn to a meal and let you try the local dishes of Jelaston."Two years ago, Frank had taken me to a private restaurant with excellent food.Howev
Jordan hadn't decided yet. "Do you have any particular places you'd like to visit?"Jane said, "Then let's go shopping."She turned to Charlotte. "Can you walk?""I’m fine. If we get tired, we can find a place to sit and rest."Jane then looked at Whitney and asked if she wanted to go.Whitney nodded.The four girls made a quick decision and set off.Ross was eating an apple when he saw them coming out together. He immediately asked, "Mrs. Collins, where are you going? Do you need me to give you a lift?"Jane looked at the car behind him and noticed there were no other cars."Take us to the biggest shopping center.""Okay."The MPV was large, and with just Ross as the driver, it was more than enough for the four of them to sit comfortably."Ma’am, there are yogurts and snacks next to you, all your favorites."Jane glanced at it and said, "Remember to tell Zachary that it’s too late to apologize after making a mistake."Ross would only repeat the exact words to Zachary, an
Ross agreed and turned to leave.Jane kicked the door open with her foot, then stepped onto the balcony, and Whitney quickly came to help.After setting the breakfast down, she noticed something was wrong.Jane and Charlotte exchanged a glance.Jane asked in confusion, "Why are there things in here that neither Charlotte nor I like to eat?""It seems that Zachary and Frank were a bit careless."Whitney quickly said, "I can eat what you don't like."She wasn't picky about food, it was just that she used to not have enough to eat, so she had always eaten less and stayed thin.Jane hadn't heard Ross mention that Caleb had come.She said, "Don't you think Caleb specifically bought this for you?"Whitney was puzzled.Charlotte pointed and said, "The things we like to eat were all prepared by Frank and Zachary. They wouldn't purposely prepare things we don't eat. So, what do you think the extra food is for?"Whitney was momentarily stunned.She thought it was because Jane had or
Whitney washed up and went straight to bed.She didn't have the habit of playing on her phone before bed.Before coming to Nelana, all her work had been handed over.If something urgent came up, someone would call her.So she didn't check her phone, and thus missed Caleb's message.Caleb was on the hotel balcony, with his phone placed on the small coffee table.He held a glass of wine, swaying it absentmindedly.His gaze, however, remained fixed on the phone.But even when it got to dawn, there was no reply from Whitney.The man curved his lips slightly and lit a cigarette.He leaned against the balcony railing, waiting for the sun to rise.Whitney woke up in the morning, went to wash up, and after she finished, took a book from her luggage and went to sit on the swing on the balcony to read.As she passed the kitchen, she made herself a cup of coffee.She didn't like to move much, most of her time was spent on improving herself.She tried to learn as much as possible.S
Westley didn't say anything either.Zachary and Frank were a team, he was no match for them in an argument.His relationship with Caleb wasn't that close, so it was impossible for the latter to help him."They're having barbecue for lunch," said Frank, locking his phone. "They just ordered the ingredients."Jordan found two power strips and moved the pot to the balcony."Good thing we have these, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to eat.""Why do you have so many pots left in this house?" asked Whitney."I lived here for a while before," Jordan placed the plates and cutlery down. "I also feel like leaving these things here makes it seem like Grandpa is still around."Whitney apologized.Jordan smiled and reassured her, "It's fine. No need to apologize. From now on, we're good friends."Whitney nodded and smiled in agreement, "Alright.""By the way, Jordan.""What's up, Jane?"Jane said, "Both Zachary and Frank have booked hotels, so they don’t to stay here. It can't fit them
Jordan and Whitney chatted casually.Most of the time, it was Jordan doing the talking while Whitney listened.After covering enough about the wedding, they talked about Jordan's work over the past few years.She also mentioned the tangled feelings and past with Westley.When she got to that part, she grew a little curious. "Whitney, before you married Caleb, did you ever like anyone?"Whitney shook her head."What about a secret crush?""Not even that."Whitney rarely talked to others about her past.Zachary only knew because he had looked into her and thought she was perfectly suited to be a pawn.And she had needed to become that pawn—to completely sever ties with her past, achieve her goals, and fulfill her ambitions."I was too busy studying and working to think about anything else."Jordan sensed she didn't want to go further, so she didn't press.Just then, Jane called, saying she and Charlotte would arrive soon and join them for lunch.She relayed the message to W
"We had a meal together before, and I noticed you always seemed to like sweet dishes, so I tried buying some. I was worried it might not suit your taste.""It does, it does." Jordan took a bite of the pudding. "It's delicious. But did you buy anything you like to eat?"Whitney said, "I already had breakfast. I can't eat anymore."Jordan offered a suggestion, "Why not try a bite of this sponge cake? It's a specialty here in Nelana."Whitney really couldn't eat any more. She had a small appetite, a condition built up over the years.If she ate a full meal, she couldn't eat snacks afterward. And if she ate snacks, she would lose her appetite for meals.She had a small stomach.But seeing Jordan looking at her so expectantly, she still picked up a piece of sponge cake and took a bite."It's very good."Jordan smiled and took a big bite of the sponge cake herself."Whitney, you're so good at picking food! This is great!"The old house was a bit remote, but it had a rooftop terrac
Jordan said Whitney would be coming over later.Westley hadn't expected that the first one to get out of bed would actually be Whitney."Just the two of you?" he asked."For now, yes."Jordan glanced at her phone. In the group chat, it was just her and Whitney talking—no response yet from Jane or Charlotte.She more or less knew why Jane hadn't responded, but Charlotte too?Still, it didn't really matter. There weren't any specific plans for today anyway.She hadn't known Whitney was coming, so it was a nice surprise."Maybe my sister will text me around noon. We can decide what to do then.""You." She pointed at Westley. "You are not allowed to show up in front of me again after breakfast."Westley nodded. "Got it."After buying food, Whitney told Caleb, "I'm going to find Jordan. You can go handle your stuff. I'll be staying at her place until the wedding."Caleb leaned against the elevator wall, his voice low and lazy. "You're telling me what to do?"Whitney wasn't in a
She replied with an emoji, then looked for her girls in the group chat to ask them out for food.Their group chat had a new member now—Whitney.And it was Whitney who replied to her."I'm already eating at the hotel. Do you want to come over, or should I bring something to you later?"Whitney had actually had a good night's sleep.Though it was a bit later than her usual habit, she still managed to get up for breakfast.Before, it was always Caleb who brought breakfast to the bedside and fed her, because she simply couldn't get out of bed.Jordan figured she was probably having breakfast with Caleb and decided not to bother her."No need, I'll just eat something nearby. Your hotel isn't close to me."Whitney replied. "I'm heading over later anyway, but I'll probably be a bit late. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat something first. I'll bring you something else."Jordan. "Thanks."Whitney. "No problem."Caleb noticed her holding her phone, her expression much softer, even t
Caleb was thinking that in the future, he could let her drink a little more.Of course, only when he was around.She looked kind of cute like this."I did say that, but didn't you just say you wanted to thank me?"Whitney felt that alcohol really wasn't a good thing.Even when hanging out with Jane and the others, she decided not to drink too much anymore.The rationality and logic that she was so proud of had completely vanished.She had never been as calm in front of Caleb as she was with others.Besides, there was a power imbalance between her and him.If she were sober, she wouldn't have been able to reject him anyway.Let alone now, when her mind was muddled.But maybe because she was muddled, she dared to say things that she didn’t usually dare to say."I just lost my balance earlier, and you helped me. Even if you don't accept verbal gratitude, that doesn't mean I owe you something this big."Caleb saw she could barely stand, so he held her by the waist to keep her