Was he just making a drunken scene? The stench of alcohol wafted from his mouth, and I leaned back in disgust, my brows knitting tightly. People who got drunk werenโt worth arguing with, and I was more concerned about my own safety. Just as I was about to turn and walk away, a tall figure suddenly approached. โMr. Murray, it seems youโve had quite a bit to drink. Itโs best not to drive,โ Edward said with a polite smile. He still wore that gentle, considerate demeanor, but his tone carried an undeniable firmness. โLet me arrange for two designated drivers. Miss White, Iโll take you home since itโs on my way.โ He turned to me, his expression and actions remaining polite and courteous. โMiss White, would that be all right with you?โ The moment he got close, I instinctively tensed up. His scentโdistinctly masculineโwas more assertive than I remembered from high school. Being caught in this situation by him left me feeling awkward, and the close proximity made me uneasy. But I
Edwardโs face turned crimson in an instant. Starting from his ears, the blush spread across his cheeks and crept down to his collar, making him look like a tomato. I felt just as awkward, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me whole. He cleared his throat, his voice stiff as he tried to change the subject. โIโll take care of the wound myself. Donโt worry about it.โ After a brief pause, he added, โIโve already spoken to the driver. Heโll take you home first so that your boyfriend wonโt have to worry.โ Boyfriend? I froze for a second before realizing he was referring to the excuse Iโd used earlier to fend off Liam. I was just about to explain, then stopped myself. Why did I even feel the need to explain? Especially whenโฆ I stole a glance at him, only to see his expression had returned to normal as if nothing had happened. Even when he mentioned my supposed boyfriend, he seemed perfectly composed. It was as though we really were just colleagues, a boss and his s
The tabbyโs labor was difficult. Her water broke around one in the afternoon, but there were no contractions. The vet administered an oxytocin shot at two, and it wasnโt until nine at night that she finally gave birth. Three kittens in total: one white, one black, and one tabby just like their mother. The newborn kittens looked incredibly fragile. Worried about transferring human scent, we didnโt dare touch them and could only watch cautiously from the side. Fortunately, both the mother and her babies were safe, and we let out a collective sigh of relief. โItโs so late. Wonโt your boyfriend be worried if you donโt go home?โ Edward asked, his timing as impeccable as ever. Still recovering from the tense ordeal, I was finally beginning to relax. However, his comment made me shoot him a sharp glare, and I snapped back, โAre you out of your mind?โ After spending this much time together, it was obvious I didnโt have a boyfriend. He was clearly being annoying on purpose. To my
Her words completely caught me off guard. I froze, instinctively turning to Edward, only to see him looking even more flustered than I was. โItโs not like thatโฆโ โEdward, why are you getting all shy?โ Rachelโs daughter, Emma Rich, didnโt miss a beat, launching into an excited monologue. โYuna, let me tell you, Edward has liked you since freshman year of high school! Heโs liked you for so long, but you were totally clueless! All his hints went over your head, and it drove me nuts. Over the years, he never forgot about you. My mom even tried to set him up with other girls, but he turned them all down because heโs been waiting for you.โ โStop, stop, stop!โ Her words had me completely lost. I opened my mouth, pointing at myself in disbelief. โAre you sayingโฆ Edward liked me?โ โButโฆโ I stammered. โDidnโt he always say we were just good friends?โ โOh, come on, Yuna!โ Emmaโs expression was filled with exasperation. โDo you know any guy who would bend over backwards for a โgood
I froze mid-motion while feeding Coal. โWhat?โ Emma clung to my arm, pouting as she pleaded, โCome on, Yuna, donโt be so stubborn! Anyone with eyes can see you both like each other! Just check on him, will you?โ My face flushed red. โDonโt talk nonsense!โ If I set aside the unpleasant parts of our past, Edward was, without a doubt, an amazing person. And Iโฆ I liked him. Yes, I liked him. Maybe he liked me too. But I couldnโt get past that hurdle in my heart. I could still remember that younger version of myself, crying into her pillow until her eyes were swollen, overwhelmed with sadness. If heโd liked me all along, even back then, then what had all those tears and the bitterness Iโd carried for years even been for? Emma wasnโt in the mood to argue. She was growing visibly anxious. โFine, letโs take this one step at a time. Even if you donโt like him, at the very least, youโre his friend, right? Edwardโs not in a good condition right now!โ โWaitโฆโ Something felt o
After rushing Edward to the hospital, I was thoroughly scolded by the staff, but at least he was finally in safe hands. His fever combined with the alcohol had left him in a precarious state, requiring constant care for the time being. The problem was, as heโd said, he had no family left. Naturally, the responsibility fell to me. But work at the company was hectic, and barely an hour passed before I was bombarded with calls. Fortunately, Emma arrived shortly after and offered to stay with him, allowing me to head back to the office. It was already 10 p.m. by the time I returned, and the office was nearly deserted except for a few employees working late. As I approached, I saw one of our department interns rushing out of the office, her face flushed and eyes brimming with tears. She ran straight into me. โIโm sorry! Iโm so sorry!โ she stammered, panic-stricken, while I noticed her disheveled clothes. โWhat happened?โ A sense of unease surged within me. My instincts told m
After rushing Edward to the hospital, I was thoroughly scolded by the staff, but at least he was finally in safe hands. His fever combined with the alcohol had left him in a precarious state, requiring constant care for the time being. The problem was, as heโd said, he had no family left. Naturally, the responsibility fell to me. But work at the company was hectic, and barely an hour passed before I was bombarded with calls. Fortunately, Emma arrived shortly after and offered to stay with him, allowing me to head back to the office. It was already 10 p.m. by the time I returned, and the office was nearly deserted except for a few employees working late. As I approached, I saw one of our department interns rushing out of the office, her face flushed and eyes brimming with tears. She ran straight into me. โIโm sorry! Iโm so sorry!โ she stammered, panic-stricken, while I noticed her disheveled clothes. โWhat happened?โ A sense of unease surged within me. My instincts told m
I froze mid-motion while feeding Coal. โWhat?โ Emma clung to my arm, pouting as she pleaded, โCome on, Yuna, donโt be so stubborn! Anyone with eyes can see you both like each other! Just check on him, will you?โ My face flushed red. โDonโt talk nonsense!โ If I set aside the unpleasant parts of our past, Edward was, without a doubt, an amazing person. And Iโฆ I liked him. Yes, I liked him. Maybe he liked me too. But I couldnโt get past that hurdle in my heart. I could still remember that younger version of myself, crying into her pillow until her eyes were swollen, overwhelmed with sadness. If heโd liked me all along, even back then, then what had all those tears and the bitterness Iโd carried for years even been for? Emma wasnโt in the mood to argue. She was growing visibly anxious. โFine, letโs take this one step at a time. Even if you donโt like him, at the very least, youโre his friend, right? Edwardโs not in a good condition right now!โ โWaitโฆโ Something felt o
Her words completely caught me off guard. I froze, instinctively turning to Edward, only to see him looking even more flustered than I was. โItโs not like thatโฆโ โEdward, why are you getting all shy?โ Rachelโs daughter, Emma Rich, didnโt miss a beat, launching into an excited monologue. โYuna, let me tell you, Edward has liked you since freshman year of high school! Heโs liked you for so long, but you were totally clueless! All his hints went over your head, and it drove me nuts. Over the years, he never forgot about you. My mom even tried to set him up with other girls, but he turned them all down because heโs been waiting for you.โ โStop, stop, stop!โ Her words had me completely lost. I opened my mouth, pointing at myself in disbelief. โAre you sayingโฆ Edward liked me?โ โButโฆโ I stammered. โDidnโt he always say we were just good friends?โ โOh, come on, Yuna!โ Emmaโs expression was filled with exasperation. โDo you know any guy who would bend over backwards for a โgood
The tabbyโs labor was difficult. Her water broke around one in the afternoon, but there were no contractions. The vet administered an oxytocin shot at two, and it wasnโt until nine at night that she finally gave birth. Three kittens in total: one white, one black, and one tabby just like their mother. The newborn kittens looked incredibly fragile. Worried about transferring human scent, we didnโt dare touch them and could only watch cautiously from the side. Fortunately, both the mother and her babies were safe, and we let out a collective sigh of relief. โItโs so late. Wonโt your boyfriend be worried if you donโt go home?โ Edward asked, his timing as impeccable as ever. Still recovering from the tense ordeal, I was finally beginning to relax. However, his comment made me shoot him a sharp glare, and I snapped back, โAre you out of your mind?โ After spending this much time together, it was obvious I didnโt have a boyfriend. He was clearly being annoying on purpose. To my
Edwardโs face turned crimson in an instant. Starting from his ears, the blush spread across his cheeks and crept down to his collar, making him look like a tomato. I felt just as awkward, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me whole. He cleared his throat, his voice stiff as he tried to change the subject. โIโll take care of the wound myself. Donโt worry about it.โ After a brief pause, he added, โIโve already spoken to the driver. Heโll take you home first so that your boyfriend wonโt have to worry.โ Boyfriend? I froze for a second before realizing he was referring to the excuse Iโd used earlier to fend off Liam. I was just about to explain, then stopped myself. Why did I even feel the need to explain? Especially whenโฆ I stole a glance at him, only to see his expression had returned to normal as if nothing had happened. Even when he mentioned my supposed boyfriend, he seemed perfectly composed. It was as though we really were just colleagues, a boss and his s
Was he just making a drunken scene? The stench of alcohol wafted from his mouth, and I leaned back in disgust, my brows knitting tightly. People who got drunk werenโt worth arguing with, and I was more concerned about my own safety. Just as I was about to turn and walk away, a tall figure suddenly approached. โMr. Murray, it seems youโve had quite a bit to drink. Itโs best not to drive,โ Edward said with a polite smile. He still wore that gentle, considerate demeanor, but his tone carried an undeniable firmness. โLet me arrange for two designated drivers. Miss White, Iโll take you home since itโs on my way.โ He turned to me, his expression and actions remaining polite and courteous. โMiss White, would that be all right with you?โ The moment he got close, I instinctively tensed up. His scentโdistinctly masculineโwas more assertive than I remembered from high school. Being caught in this situation by him left me feeling awkward, and the close proximity made me uneasy. But I
In public, he was the composed and polished leader; in private, he blushed while inviting me to see his kitten at home. โฆOur HR team announced that our new project leader would be joining us today. Everyone appeared diligent and focused on their tasks, but behind the scenes, private group chats were buzzing. "Did you hear? The new project director is supposedly super handsome!" "I know, right? Word is, he studied in Frankston, just returned, and he's six foot one tall!"Someone attached a photo. "Just snapped this sneakily. What do you think? Handsome or not?" I opened the photo. It was a candid side profile shot taken through blinds. His nose was tall and straight, and his skin was remarkably fair. That overly refined face seemed to make everything else in the photo blur into the background, leaving him in sharp focus. I couldnโt hold back and commented, โHeโs definitely good-looking. Just seeing that face could lift your mood. But what about his temper?โ "Exactly! If h