Tegan still hadn’t answered. Noah was outside, nagging at his son again, “Hurry up, Lorian. The private plane won’t wait for anyone!”With that shout, all the romantic atmosphere vanished.Originally, Lorian was just joking. Now, however, he let Tegan off. He held her close, before turning his handsome face toward her. He asked seriously, “Are we going home now?”Home, he said… What a beautiful word!Tegan wanted to say something, but she looked out at the blazing sun and suddenly felt that nothing else mattered. After all, they were going home.…Two hours later, they returned to the villa where they used to live. After a year, they came back here again. Tegan had a complex expression and a heart full of mixed feelings. Lorian looked at her and said softly, “If you don’t like it here, we can move to another place.”Tegan quickly responded, “That's not necessary. There’s nothing wrong with this place.”The servants in the villa were moving luggage, with Margaret lovingly holdin
Lorian had been in the meeting for three hours already. Another two hours seemed unbearable, especially since he was still recovering from an illness!Tegan thought for a moment. Then, she asked the servant to watch over Lola. She added a shawl to her outfit and took the medication and a glass of water for Lorian on a tray. Then, she personally went to the study to find him.In the study on the second floor, the room was filled with smoke from the old cigarette smokers. The smell was quite stifling.The senior executives of Sanders Group were in a heated debate. Lorian had remained neutral, mastering the art of leadership by letting them check and balance each other. He wouldn’t openly support any side, as that was not the mark of a good leader.Amid the intense discussion, there was a knock on the door. Lorian assumed it was a servant and felt a bit annoyed. He tilted his head, signaling Kris to answer the door. Kris understood and went to open it, only to find Tegan standing th
He expected Tegan to avoid his gaze, but she didn’t. Instead, she met his eyes and reached out to gently caress his handsome face. Her voice was soft and tender. “Isn’t it natural for me to care about you? Or do you not need my care?”“Why wouldn’t I need it?” Lorian's voice grew even more raspy. Without wasting any time, he gently pressed her head down and kissed Tegan tenderly. As they kissed, Lorian chatted with her about Lola and the dinner menu. In the end, his contented laughter filled the room. His smile was incredibly charming. It was a rare quality that Tegan could not resist. With Tegan in his embrace, Lorian didn’t rush into anything with her after their kiss. Instead, they rested their foreheads together and spoke intimately. Ultimately, he wanted to reconcile with Tegan.Tegan didn’t refuse outright. She trembled in his arms and murmured, “Aren’t we doing well like this?”“Where’s the good in it? This isn't enough! I feel it’s not enough, Tegan.”…When it came
Lorian's words were ambiguous, which made Tegan blush. He did it intentionally. He didn't press further when he saw her reaction.Lorian happily started the engine. He engaged in light and cheerful conversation with Tegan. He would mention things about work, like the new attractive female secretary in the office, even though he had no particular interest in such matters. Lorian simply wanted to make Tegan a little jealous. She had always indulged him. Recently, their time together was genuinely pleasant. It resembled the typical life of a couple but with an added layer of affection and sweetness.Lorian wasn’t one to vocalize his love, but he expressed his feelings through actions. His daily tenderness and passionate nights were such examples. He also gave gifts to Tegan regularly, which made her feel inexplicably moved. In return, Tegan gave Lorian small surprises, whether it was a shirt or tie she personally chose or something he liked for the night. In short, their relationshi
Lorian slowly walked forward. His gaze swept over Gael and Emilia. She was holding onto Gael's arm with a tearful look. If one didn’t know better, one would really think they were a loving couple.“Lorian.” Gael was a bit flustered. After all, Lorian was Yanni’s cousin. If the latter misunderstood and told Yanni, and Yanni ended up causing trouble for Emilia, he’d feel guilty.Emilia already had it tough, having to take care of Ansley!Gael hurriedly explained, "Emilia is my former college classmate."Lorian sneered, "Wasn’t she your old flame?" Lorian was so blunt that it made the couple uncomfortable, especially Emilia, whose face turned pale. Her lips moved for a long time but she couldn't explain a single word, which made Gael feel heartbroken. Gael directly said to Lorian, "That's in the past. Don’t go telling Yanni some nonsense."Ansley hugged Gael's leg. She looked very much like Emilia, and she was staring intently at Lorian with a hint of caution. Just looking at her
Gael reached her side, and his voice was unusually gentle: “It’s so cold. Why don’t you come inside?”Yanni looked up at him. Gael’s face was bathed in moonlight, looking mature and handsome. Strictly speaking, he was quite faithful to his role as a husband. For a long time after their marriage, they lived a plain but happy life. That was, until Emilia appeared. Emilia was very beautiful, with a kind of delicate charm that made a man long for her. However, it was also Emilia's presence that made Yanni realize the truth about her marriage. Yanni discovered why Gael had pursued her and wanted to marry her. It was because she resembled Emilia—the lady he loved but couldn't get. It was truly laughable how Yanni became a mere substitute.Later, their marital relationship gradually grew cold. Gael was busy taking care of Emilia and Ansley. He had rarely come home, but Yanni couldn't be bothered with it. Yanni often thought about divorce during her lonely nights, but various matter
Gael arrived at the hospital in the dead of night. As soon as he entered the ward, Emilia threw herself into his arms. Her delicate face rested against his shoulder, and she appeared so vulnerable and helpless. Any man would find it hard to resist such an embrace, especially when they were old flames. Gael told himself that his feelings for Emilia were purely sympathetic. Emilia’s voice was choked with sobs: “What should we do, Gael? I really can’t bear to think about losing Ansley. I’ll fall apart. I really will.”Gael gently held her shoulders and looked at Ansley in the small bed. After emergency treatment, Ansley’s condition was stabilized and she was now asleep. However, Gael didn’t want to discuss this in front of the child. He encouraged Emilia to be strong and assured her that he would find a way to cure Ansley’s illness.Naturally, Emilia was moved. She leaned into the man's embrace and gripped his shirt tightly as she silently wept. After a long while, she lifted her
Gael’s breathing grew rapid as Emilia whispered into his ear, “I’ve missed you so much all these years, Gael.” He clenched his fists and resisted her temptation. Back in college, Gael and Emilia had been involved. His willpower was the only thing preventing something unspeakable from happening tonight. However, he hadn’t lost his rationality. He didn’t want to divorce Yanni for now.…Yanni had breakfast alone in the morning. The house staff had heard rumors and knew that Gael had a mistress outside. One of the maids serving breakfast expressed their dissatisfaction, “Mr. Gael was seduced and led away again last night. Aren’t you going to stop him?” Yanni flashes her an indifferent grin. “I can't hold him against his will.” The maid scolded her for being too lenient. Yanni considered not mentioning the divorce to the staff. Most of the servants in the villa were sent from the Lockwood Manor to ensure her comfort. If she divorced Gael, she would have to reassign these serva