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Celia had a long vivid dream. The faces in the dream were blurred, yet she inexplicably knew who they were. It was them. In this dream, there was a man with the same first name but a different surname as Lucas. He wasn’t a struggling college student but the heir to a vast corporate empire, the Shaw Group. This man had willingly given up his inheritance and chosen to leave his family behind, all to care for a frail, sickly girl who bore Celia’s name. From the time she was eight until she turned eighteen, he doted on her and lavished her with the kind of affection that made her feel like the center of his world. But somewhere along the way, she began loving him not as a guardian but as a man. And for that, no one understood her, not even the once-doting Lucas. The moment she confessed her feelings, everything changed. He withdrew all the warmth and affection he once lavished on her. He started dating other women, parading them in front of her until he finally settled on one
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Celia didn’t regret her choices. Even the words she spoke before her soul scattered remained true. Even though there was disappointment, she felt no regret. But there was one thing she hadn’t said back then—if fate offered her another chance, she didn’t want to love Lucas again. That day, she truly believed she would fade into nothingness. Now that she had the chance to live again, she didn’t want to get entangled with him anymore. This time, she wanted to live for herself. When Celia awoke from her deep sleep, it was already the afternoon of the next day. The sharp scent of disinfectant, the stark white ceiling, the dull ache from the needle in her hand, and the IV drip hanging by her side made her immediately realize where she was. She turned her head and saw Lucas keeping watch by her bedside. He was slumped forward, resting his head on the edge of the bed. His sleep seemed restless; she could faintly see the stubble on his jawline. It was clear he hadn’t rested properl
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Lucas eventually left. Not long after Celia finished handling her discharge paperwork, he received a notification that she had transferred the medical expenses back to him. He didn’t want to accept it, but her next message left him without an excuse to refuse. “Lucas, considering your financial situation, there’s no need to push yourself too hard. I can easily cover my own medical bills. I’d feel guilty if helping me meant you had to take on another part-time job.” Lucas lowered his head in embarrassment. Lately, the dreams he’d been having had grown more frequent, and his actions in real life were starting to mirror the person he saw in those dreams. But the man in his dreams was the heir to the Shaw Group—a rising star in the business world who could build an empire from scratch even after severing ties with his powerful family. Lucas, on the other hand, was just a penniless student who hadn’t even graduated yet. Back at his dorm, he collapsed onto his bed in frustration.
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In the empty villa, Celia Quinn sat motionless on the sofa. It wasn't until much later that the villa's front door swung open, and Lucas Shaw stepped inside. His gaze paused briefly on her, then his expression turned cold. "Yvonne is running a fever today. Why did you keep calling me?" Celia rose to her feet, her head still lowered, remaining silent. She didn’t respond, and Lucas didn’t leave either. After a while, she finally spoke in a low voice, “I needed to talk to you earlier.”“What for? You’re standing here perfectly fine. What could possibly be so urgent?”Her explanation failed to earn his understanding. Instead, his tone grew colder. “Didn’t I tell you Yvonne isn’t feeling well and that I’d be with her all day? What’s the point of you doing this on purpose? Celia, I’ve told you before not to harbor those improper thoughts about me. I’m your uncle—it’s impossible! If you pull something like this again, you’ll have to move out.”With that, Lucas went straight upstairs, slamm
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The next morning, Celia rose early and left the house to settle her affairs. Her death had been abrupt, and it wasn’t until last night, after hours of searching online, that she realized how many loose ends needed tying up. But now that Lucas had someone he wanted to build a new family with, as his adopted daughter, she felt like nothing more than a burden. She didn’t want to leave him with the trouble of dealing with her aftermath. At the registry office, when she explained that she wanted to terminate her own records, the clerk was incredulous and confirmed with her repeatedly. “Miss, a record can only be terminated when someone passes away. Are you sure about this?” Celia forced a wry smile and nodded. “I’ll be gone from this world in six days.” Hearing this, the clerk assumed she had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. They gave her a look of pity, then glanced at her file and shook their head regretfully. She was only eighteen. The clerk didn’t press further and
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Without another word, Lucas grabbed Celia’s arm and dragged her back to the dining table, firmly seating her in a chair before returning to Yvonne’s side. Celia glanced up at him, watching as he tenderly soothed Yvonne. When he noticed her gaze, he turned to glare at her, a silent warning in his eyes. Swallowing her bitterness, Celia picked up her plate and, despite the searing pain in her stomach, forced herself to eat every bite. Tears fell silently onto her plate as she lowered her head. Each mouthful felt like swallowing fire, the burning sensation crawling down her throat and mingling with the salty sting of her tears. She couldn’t tell which hurt more—her stomach or her heart. The meal dragged on in strained silence, with Celia enduring her agony while Lucas and Yvonne shared their intimate exchanges. Finally, it was over. Just as Celia set down her utensils, the sound of a car pulling up outside broke the tension. “That must be my things arriving!” Yvonne exclaimed w
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The next morning, Celia woke up early and headed to the dining room, only to notice someone already in the kitchen. It was Lucas, wearing an apron as he prepared breakfast, with Yvonne wrapped around him from behind. He didn’t push her away. Instead, he would glance back at her occasionally, his expression soft with affection, even smiling indulgently. Their intimacy played out clearly before Celia’s eyes, bringing a sudden wave of memories from the past. Back then, the house was full of staff, but Lucas was always too busy working late into the night and often not coming home. The staff, seeing her as just a helpless child, took advantage of the situation by neglecting their duties, sometimes even withholding her meals. When Lucas discovered their behavior, he fired every single one of them. Determined to care for her himself, he learned to cook and handled every meal for her, three times a day with no detail overlooked. But now, she couldn’t let herself love him anymore.
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When Celia saw the items on the floor, her heart skipped a beat. She had hidden them so carefully—how had Lucas found them? For a moment, panic flickered across her face. It took her a moment to collect herself before she stammered, “Tomorrow is the anniversary of my parents’ passing. I bought these as a way to honor their memory.”Hearing her response, Lucas hesitated, the odd tension in his chest easing slightly. After a moment, he said, “I’ll go with you to visit them tomorrow.” “There’s no need, Uncle,” she replied quickly, shaking her head. “You should focus on spending time with Yvonne and handling work. I’ve caused you enough trouble in the past. I won’t be a burden to you anymore.” Lucas had been prepared for her to accept his offer with gratitude, but her unexpected refusal left him stunned. Shock flickered in his eyes as Celia turned and left without giving him a chance to respond. Once back in her room, she silently tore another page from the calendar, shredding th
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Lucas eventually left. Not long after Celia finished handling her discharge paperwork, he received a notification that she had transferred the medical expenses back to him. He didn’t want to accept it, but her next message left him without an excuse to refuse. “Lucas, considering your financial situation, there’s no need to push yourself too hard. I can easily cover my own medical bills. I’d feel guilty if helping me meant you had to take on another part-time job.” Lucas lowered his head in embarrassment. Lately, the dreams he’d been having had grown more frequent, and his actions in real life were starting to mirror the person he saw in those dreams. But the man in his dreams was the heir to the Shaw Group—a rising star in the business world who could build an empire from scratch even after severing ties with his powerful family. Lucas, on the other hand, was just a penniless student who hadn’t even graduated yet. Back at his dorm, he collapsed onto his bed in frustration.
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Celia didn’t regret her choices. Even the words she spoke before her soul scattered remained true. Even though there was disappointment, she felt no regret. But there was one thing she hadn’t said back then—if fate offered her another chance, she didn’t want to love Lucas again. That day, she truly believed she would fade into nothingness. Now that she had the chance to live again, she didn’t want to get entangled with him anymore. This time, she wanted to live for herself. When Celia awoke from her deep sleep, it was already the afternoon of the next day. The sharp scent of disinfectant, the stark white ceiling, the dull ache from the needle in her hand, and the IV drip hanging by her side made her immediately realize where she was. She turned her head and saw Lucas keeping watch by her bedside. He was slumped forward, resting his head on the edge of the bed. His sleep seemed restless; she could faintly see the stubble on his jawline. It was clear he hadn’t rested properl
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Celia had a long vivid dream. The faces in the dream were blurred, yet she inexplicably knew who they were. It was them. In this dream, there was a man with the same first name but a different surname as Lucas. He wasn’t a struggling college student but the heir to a vast corporate empire, the Shaw Group. This man had willingly given up his inheritance and chosen to leave his family behind, all to care for a frail, sickly girl who bore Celia’s name. From the time she was eight until she turned eighteen, he doted on her and lavished her with the kind of affection that made her feel like the center of his world. But somewhere along the way, she began loving him not as a guardian but as a man. And for that, no one understood her, not even the once-doting Lucas. The moment she confessed her feelings, everything changed. He withdrew all the warmth and affection he once lavished on her. He started dating other women, parading them in front of her until he finally settled on one
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“Did you have something you wanted to tell me?” Celia asked, working hard to suppress the strange fluttering in her chest. She kept her tone as neutral as possible, but her eyes betrayed a hint of curiosity. Lucas, his face still flushed, grew even redder at her question. He fumbled for a moment before pulling out a small bag and handing it to her. “This is for you,” he said, his voice noticeably softer. Seeing the gesture, Celia instinctively pushed the bag back toward him, shaking her head. “Oh, no, I can’t accept this.” But Lucas, as if anticipating her reaction, quickly pulled the item out of the bag. It was a white knitted scarf. The uneven stitches hinted that it was handmade, something Celia immediately picked up on. “I don’t have much money right now,” Lucas admitted, holding the scarf out to her. “I can’t give you anything expensive, but I made this myself. It’s my first attempt, so it’s not perfect, but I hope you won’t mind.” His words, coupled with his blushin
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After finally calming down the lively chatter in the dorm, Celia was just about to relax when her phone chimed with a new message notification. Glancing at the screen, she saw it was from Lucas. “Senior, I’m really sorry for spilling your soup today. How about I make it up to you by treating you to a meal sometime?”Before she could respond, Sasha’s head peeked over her shoulder, her eyes lighting up at the message on Celia’s screen. “See? I told you! He’s even offering to take you out for a meal. And you know his family’s not well-off. It’s obvious he likes you!” Celia frowned slightly at the mention of Lucas’ financial situation. For some inexplicable reason, when she thought of him, her mind conjured an image of someone from a wealthy background. But Sasha’s comment brought her back to reality, and Celia suddenly remembered why Lucas’ name had sounded familiar. He wasn’t just any freshman—he was last year’s top science student in the region, making headlines for his acad
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The bowl tipped over, spilling most of its steaming contents in one direction and splashing the rest onto the passerby. Fortunately, Celia hadn’t been burned, but the same couldn’t be said for the unlucky student. “Ah!” Lucas inhaled sharply, the scalding sensation on his chest making him wince. Hearing his pained reaction, Celia’s heart leaped with worry. She hurriedly asked, “Are you okay?” Lucas took a moment, breathing deeply to steady himself before waving her concern away. “I’m fine. Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry—this is my fault for walking into you. Let me get you another bowl of soup."His quick apology and offer to make amends caught Celia off guard. “How could someone who just got burned be more concerned about replacing my breakfast?” she thought. “It’s okay,” she said, shaking her head with a slight smile. “I can get another bowl myself.” Celia glanced regretfully at the mess on the floor before pulling out a pack of tissues and handing him one. She pointe
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The teasing voice came from right beside him, but to Lucas, it felt distant, muffled, as though the world around him had faded. His focus was entirely on the girl in the crowd. It wasn’t until his roommate clapped him hard on the back, snapping him out of his trance, that Lucas finally blinked back to reality. “Alright, that’s enough,” his roommate said, exasperated. “The opening speech’s about to start. If you’re that into her, find a way to meet her later. Standing here staring is pointless.” Dragged forward by his roommate, Lucas reluctantly tore his gaze away and resumed walking. …On the other side of the field, Celia Goodwin felt a lingering gaze on her. She glanced around, scanning the crowd in the direction where she thought the attention was coming from, but all she saw was a sea of moving people. Confused, she frowned slightly, turning back toward her friend. “What’s up?” asked Sasha Lowe, noticing Celia’s distracted expression. She glanced toward the podium, whe
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She confessed. What surprised Lucas most in the dream wasn’t the girl’s courage but the fleeting, undeniable spark in the man’s eyes when he heard her words. Yet, despite that, the man’s face hardened, and he coldly pushed her away. “I’m your uncle. I only see you as a child.” Hearing those words, Lucas couldn’t help but scoff, a laugh laced with disdain escaping him. “Liar. Hypocrite,” he muttered under his breath in the dream. The jolting of the bus suddenly snapped Lucas awake. The vehicle had hit a patch of bumpy road, shaking him out of his slumber. He looked out the window groggily and realized, to his dismay, that he had missed his stop. Startled, he quickly pressed the buzzer, getting off at the next station. The distance between stops was considerable, and walking back would take some time. As he followed the edge of the road, his mind drifted back to the dream. Yet the details were elusive. The harder he tried to recall, the more it slipped through his fingers.
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It was Sunday, and since Lucas attended a local university, Sundays were the rare days he could come home to visit his family. Born into poverty, his parents had worked themselves into ill health through years of hard labor. By the time Lucas reached high school, they were no longer able to work. His family had no savings, but Lucas’ dedication to his studies had earned him scholarships and financial aid that helped cover his education. It was that determination that allowed him to stay in school and eased some of his parents’ worries. When it came time to choose a university, Lucas opted for the best one in the city, close enough to home so he could visit his parents regularly. Every week, he carved out time to be with them. Today, as he climbed down from the attic, the clock read 4 p.m. His parents were in the living room, hurriedly packing the fruit he had brought back into his bag, trying to return it to him. Hearing him come down, their hands moved even faster. Lucas s
