"Zachary." Nina saw me and smiled gently. "Charlotte, we meet again." She was a bit younger than me, but it felt a little weird for her to be a first name basis since we had only met once. I wondered where she got the idea from? Since we were both smiling, I could only respond politely, "Hello." Just as Nina was about to say something to me, Jane pulled me away. "There are other matters to attend to, don't waste time here." I nodded at Zachary as Jane led me away. Michael's big, bright eyes were full of innocent curiosity. "Charlotte, was that your friend just now?" Before I could respond, Jane wrapped her arm around his neck, saying, "Why are you so curious about unimportant people? No need to know so much." Michael obediently nodded. "I'll listen to you. If you say I shouldn’t know so much, then I won't." I felt a bit irritated. I felt like my head was going to explode. Michael and Zachary were completely different types. Though Jane's prefer
"You're welcome." We stood in front of the elevator. I felt a gaze fall on us. Turning my head, I saw Zachary standing beside me. He wasn't a stranger, so I had to speak. "Are you heading downstairs, Mr. Collins?" Zachary's eyes swept over Jane before he replied, "Finished, heading to the underground car park." I understood, he was about to leave. I said, "We're also going to the underground car park. Looks like we’re headed to the same place." Just as I finished speaking, Michael suddenly chimed in, "Jane, my back is suddenly itchy, can you scratch it for me? I can't reach." This wasn't a big deal, Jane immediately helped him. "Jane, you can't reach through my coat." Michael's voice was pitiful, paired with his puppy dog eyes, making him look like a big, spoiled boy. It was hard not to feel softhearted. However, I had never liked younger boys, I was indifferent. But Jane seemed to enjoy it. She reached into his collar. "Is it here?" M
I turned to glance back, and Zachary was steadily following behind us. His expression was calm and composed. When we reached the spot, I realized his car was parked in this area too. "Why do you keep looking at him? Aren't you afraid Frank will get jealous?" Jane whispered mischievously in my ear. I chuckled softly. "He's not the type to get jealous over everyone." Just as I finished speaking, my phone rang. As I picked up the call, a sudden crashing sound erupted nearby. I turned to look, stunned, and even forgot to hold the phone to my ear. Coming to my senses, I quickly walked towards Zachary's car. But Jane stopped me. "Don't go over there, it's too dangerous. I'll call the police." I felt a bit anxious. "We should get the person out first. What if the car explodes?" "Don't worry." Michael placed the shopping bags into the car, "I'll go take a look. This crash shouldn't cause an explosion, but you and Jane should stay back to avoid getting hurt. And
Jane leaned against the car, arms crossed, completely uninterested. Having seen plenty of men, she knew exactly what they were up to. Like dogs, they loved to mark their territory. But regardless of Zachary's feelings or intentions, she wouldn't respond. She had refused her chance before, so now that he was with his ideal partner, why bother? It would just be foolish. She said casually, "Don't worry. Frank will handle it when he arrives." "Mrs. Smith." Just as she finished, a middle-aged man hurried over, bowing to me. "I apologize for the scene. I'll handle this, you should go upstairs and rest. I've arranged some refreshments." I nodded politely. "No need, I have things to do. You go ahead and do what you have to." I looked at Jane. "Let's call them to leave." Jane called Michael over. He came immediately, looking utterly innocent and well-behaved. However, just as we turned to leave, we heard the middle-aged man urgently talking on the phone be
"Well." Frank had a big smile on his face. "See you tonight."After Jane's car drove away, Frank walked over to Zachary.The middle-aged man quickly bowed. "Mr. Smith."Frank rested his hand on the car roof, slightly lowering his neck to glance inside.Seeing that the man in the car had no reaction, he simply lifted his leg and kicked it. "Stop pretending."Zachary propped up his heavy eyelids, his voice hoarse. "I'm not pretending."Frank was merciless. "Occupying medical resources."As he spoke, the ambulance arrived.In the VIP ward, Frank leisurely watched Zachary get an IV drip.He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. "Hurting yourself like this is a bit low."Zachary frowned, not wanting to hear the words "hurting himself.""I had a headache and wasn't paying attention, it was just a car, I'm not short on money."Frank chuckled. "Playing dumb now, are we?"Zachary was at a loss for words. He took a deep breath. "My head really hurts, and my vision is blurry.""
"Uncle Jason, if you truly have feelings for my mom, just say the word, and I will find a way to help you. If not, I apologize again for my abruptness today."Jason's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.But he didn't let my words cloud his judgment, his voice remained rational."Charlotte, I won't force Yasmin. If she loves me, I will cherish her for a lifetime, but if she doesn't, I'm willing to be her friend for life."Upon hearing this, I understood and advised him, "If, as you say, my mom rejected you out of guilt, then she must have feelings for you. If not, she would have directly apologized and said there's no possibility between you two."Jason used to think the same way. He and Yasmin had shared half a lifetime.Their time together surpassed that of many couples, and they understood each other deeply.He felt that since she hadn't clearly rejected him, perhaps they could take a step further...But later he changed his mind, not because of her subtle rejection.Rat
I returned home and used Jane and Michael's conversation to subtly steer the topic toward Jason, curious about my mom's feelings for him.My mom quickly caught on. "You want me to talk to Jason and help this rookie out, right? Is Jane serious about him? Is she really done with Zachary?"Though my mom was older, she kept up with current events.I couldn't help but chuckle and shook my head. "Not sure, honestly."I shifted the topic. "I discussed with Frank that we should keep the wedding low-key, like an engagement, just inviting close friends and family. What do you think?"My mom nodded. "It's your wedding, you can do whatever you want, and I'll play along.""Can I invite Jason? I remember you have a sweet duet with him, perfect for a wedding."At her age and after being in the entertainment industry for so long, she initially thought I was just chatting. But when I mentioned Jason, she quickly realized my intentions."You just asked me if I have someone I like, then mentioned
I nodded. "I'm quite happy."If my mom had feelings for Jason and a relationship could develop, that would be a good thing. Missing out on love was a significant regret.Frank patted my head. "I have something to tell you.""Is it about Zachary?" I pulled away from his embrace, crossing my arms and looking at him seriously. "You're not trying to turn me against him, are you?"Frank chuckled lightly. "Of course not, I'm firmly on your side."But he then shifted his tone. "However, Zachary did ask me for help."I asked, "How did he ask for your help?"Frank replied, "He asked me with words."I shot him a glance. "You've really mastered the art of pointless chatter."Frank laughed, wrapping his arms around me again. "You don't understand him, the fact that he can say 'please' shows he genuinely wants my help."I poked Frank's solid chest. "If he really wants something, he should talk it out with Jane, apologize sincerely, and express his true feelings. If he's sincere, Jane wi
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