Maverly wasn't injured, but her heart raced. Slowly looking up at Xanthus, Maverly wanted to leave his embrace, but Xanthus leaned in, pressing her against the car, making her uncomfortable all over. She couldn't move at all. "Such a klutz." Xanthus fixed his gaze at Maverly, who then nodded and extended her hand to separate them. Only then did Xanthus release her. Breaking free, Maverly left his side hastily and said, "I'm home. You should go home too, Dr. Osteen. Drive safe." With that, Maverly dashed to her villa. At the front door, just as she wanted to enter, she froze, looking down. She checked her laptop to find that its screen cracked. Dumbstruck, she had only barely knocked it. Xanthus hadn't left yet. Noticing the change of her expression at the doorway, he strode to her side. "What's the matter?" "My laptop's broken." Maverly pulled a long face. Her thesis was in it. "Do you have a backup?" Xanthus took the laptop a
Xanthus had made some noodle soup. While he was plating, Maverly drooled, saying, "Looks good." "Thanks." Xanthus placed them on the table, grabbed a couple of spoons, and sat down to have the meal. Maverly gobbled down her food, unladylike. At the very least, she and Cynthia were two opposite ends, but she was, for some reason, the type that got Xanthus feeling strange lately. "Slow down. It's hot." Feeling quite abashed, Maverly flushed. Xanthus handed her a napkin, and she took it over to wipe her lips before eating at a slower pace. "Doesn't your mother cook for you when you're at her place?" "She does, but I haven't gone there for a long while. I do plan on going this year." Maverly was stuffed after emptying her bowl. Xanthus asked her, "When are you going back?" "During the break." Falling into silence, Xanthus ate his soup, taking his time. Meanwhile, Maverly got up and did the dishes. She bumped into Xanthus, wh
After lunch, Maverly went to check how the thesis went. Xanthus had composed over thirty hundred words, about ten hundred words per two hours. Maverly sat down and did a mental calculation; it'd be done by nightfall. "You're really a natural at writing theses." Maverly praised him from the bottom of her heart. "Actually, it's not that hard. You're a business major, it's mainly about eloquence and the number of words, and eloquence is of secondary importance. As long as you stay away from plagiarizing, it won't be a problem." "It's even easier for a science major. Twenty thousand words, and there you go." Maverly was at a loss for words. Her eyes widened. "How did you know all this?" "I've ghostwritten back in my college years." "No wonder... you're a veteran." Maverly nodded, looking like an adorable toddler. Xanthus beamed at her, drank a glass of water, and got back to work. By night, the thesis was done and dusted. Sc
Even after Xanthus opened his eyes, he still didn't let Maverly go but instead gazed at her with a strange expression. Maverly explained in a panic, "Last night, last night... You were the one who insisted on drinking last night. It had nothing to do with me, but don't worry; I won't come after you." Maverly pushed Xanthus away and got up, scrambling in fear to put on her clothes. Xanthus, on the other hand, didn't say anything but only stared at her. After she was fully dressed, Maverly sat on the ground and swept her gaze across the floor. Seeing some white fluid all over the place, a flush of embarrassment stung her face. "What happened yesterday was my fault. Please don't come to my house ever again. I have to go to campus; why don't you follow. Let's go together." Maverly got up and went upstairs to take a shower, changing into a new outfit afterward. Seeing that she still had some time when she came down, she cleaned the floor. Maverly st
By the time Maverly arrived at the hospital, Raeleigh had received a text message from Ariana reporting about the day before. The text informed her she had successfully captivated Heston and that he invited her to a movie night. Ariana was contemplating accepting his invitation and wanted to seek Raeleigh's advice. Raeleigh told her that she could go as long as there was someone to look after Jacian. Just as Ariana was thinking who could stand in for her, Maverly entered Jacian's ward. Jacian rejoiced at seeing Maverly. On the other hand, Ariana pondered on it and thought Maverly was perfect; she could leave if Maverly stayed. Maverly agreed to it, but Xanthus expressed his disapproval when she told him in a call that afternoon. "I need to write an academic draft tonight, and I'll need peace and quiet. I can't do it in the hospital." "Then go back. I've to stay here, as it happens." At first, Maverly did not grasp Xanthus's subtle indication. S
Raeleigh put down her phone and gazed out of the car window. It had begun snowing again; it wasn't a wonder it snowed heavily at the given season. However, Raeleigh couldn't help feeling the snow had come earlier that year, giving a sense of coldness before people had prepared themselves for it. It wasn't a pleasant feeling. "Pull over at the bakery in front; I want to buy some cake," Raeleigh said to Jared, who was driving. After pulling over at the bakery, Raeleigh emerged from the car, went into the bakery, and chose a lovely cake before following Jared to the company. Reaching the company, Raeleigh instructed someone to send her all their staff's profiles. A young man, Kenny Wilson, 23, from the secretary department, caught Raeleigh's attention. And she had him over to talk in person. After a conversation, Raeleigh confirmed she would take him as her assistant. "Take over these things as soon as possible. I will arrange for a secretary; you
Before Raeleigh could walk far, a loud bang ensued at the gates, causing her to pause for a moment. By the time she went back to the front door, an accident had already transpired at the gates. Seeing the servants making a mad dash there, Raeleigh knew something horrible must've happened. She couldn't turn a blind eye now. The car crash was nasty, and people were injured. Since Jared crashed his car into Crevor's, he was fine, but the car was a scrap now. Raeleigh stood inside the manor impotently, but she did not blow her fuse. What happened had happened; it would be useless even if she killed Jared, let alone blame or yell at him. But... Jared had let his head get the best of him. Coming out of the manor, Raeleigh peered at Crevor, who stood rooted to the spot. She nodded at him. "I'm sorry. How do you want to settle this?" Jared emerged from his car with a bleeding leg. Raeleigh locked her brows into a deep furrow as she looked o
The old housekeeper ran over and wiped away his tears. "Miss..." "I'm fine, you just need to know one thing." Raeleigh's voice was low enough that nobody around her could hear what she said. The old housekeeper said, "Tell me, Miss Raeleigh." "If I go in, I will come out alive, but Jared will undoubtedly die if he goes in." Raeleigh looked pointedly at the old housekeeper. When the police cars and ambulance arrived, she added, "Look after Jared and don't let him come out. Send someone to protect him, lest he gets hurt when I'm not around. If Xanthus' phone can't be put through, keep calling, call until it's connected." "Yes, I understand. Don't worry, Miss Raeleigh, you'll be alright." "I hope so." Raeleigh fidgeted on where she sat, she then leaned sideways and took out her phone to call Jepherson. Jepherson immediately answered the phone. On the other end of the call, Jepherson had just awoke. "Did you miss me?"