Several hours earlier, after Julissa and Annabelle parted ways, Julissa was about to take the subway home when she received a call from her boyfriend, Zane.
He wanted to invite her to a midnight movie.
It was something Julissa had once told him—she dreamed of watching a late-night movie with the person she loved, then walking home together under the moonlight. Her inner romantic had always longed to do this, but it had never come to fruition. It seemed Zane remembered her words.
Since Dr. Carter was free that evening and Julissa had just finished shopping, she was still in the mood for a bit of fun. She immediately agreed.
The cinema was in another shopping district, so Julissa decided to take a taxi.
As she stood by the roadside trying to hail a cab, all the cars were occupied. Just as she was starting to freeze, a black Maybach pulled up in front of her.
The window on the passenger side rolled down, and she saw Scott sitting in the d
Julissa was taken aback by Scott's question. She hadn't expected him to say something like that. Laughing awkwardly, she replied, "Women are more emotional, you wouldn't understand."Her excitement had nothing to do with the date—it was because her period had come. That meant she wasn’t pregnant, and that's why she was so relieved.Scott gave her a faint smile but didn’t comment.How could he not understand?The last time, he had accidentally seen her HCG test result, and it was clear to him that she had been worried about an unplanned pregnancy.Now that her period had arrived, it meant she wasn’t pregnant. That sense of relief explained her happiness.He had thought about what would have happened if they really had a child that night. Of course, he would want to keep it. He had even considered which room in the house would become the baby’s nursery.The only concern was whether Julissa could accept the
Julissa was momentarily stunned under Scott’s intense gaze.In her mind, Scott and she came from completely different worlds, people who would never cross paths. The fact that they had a superior-subordinate relationship was already a strange thing in itself.Scott liking her? That was impossible.She cursed her own romantic thoughts, quickly straightened her reasoning, and said seriously, “Yes, I understand. Mr. Nichols is a considerate leader who cares for his employees. So when you noticed I wasn’t feeling well, you personally made sure I got home safely. You’re truly the best boss I’ve ever had.”After saying that, she flashed him a grateful smile.But for some reason, she felt like Scott’s face darkened. It looked almost frightening, as though he was in a really bad mood.Could it be… that she had flattered him too much?Scott suddenly curled his lips into a slight smile and replie
Julissa was instantly petrified.Any man with normal thinking would surely misunderstand if he saw his girlfriend’s male superior at her place, taking care of her period cramps, right?Mr. Nichols really had no tact…Just as she was feeling extremely anxious, the doorbell rang.Julissa froze with a jolt. The doctor was here so quickly!It had only been ten minutes since he sent the message.Julissa quickly sat up, grabbed Scott's hand without a second thought, and rushed to her bedroom.She only had one thought in her mind—hide Scott first.This Mr. Nichols was clueless, self-centered, and sharp-tongued. If he met Doctor Carter, there was no way things would go well.She shoved Scott into the bedroom and said, "Mr. Nichols, please bear with it for a moment. Don't come out, okay? Please!"Scott remained expressionless, pressing his lips together."We're just colleagues. There's nothing sha
At that moment, the elevator arrived, and Zane stepped inside. "You should go back, it's cold in the hallway."He never looked at her once as the elevator doors closed.The cold wind from the hallway blew in, causing Julissa to shiver. She tightened her clothes and walked back home, still in a daze.She glanced once more at the cup of brown sugar water in the kitchen and frowned. There, on the counter, was a men's wristwatch!It was Scott's watch. Did he intentionally leave it there?Whether he meant to or not, Zane must have seen the watch and guessed that there was another man in her house.All of this was because of him, and now it had caused a misunderstanding between her and Doctor Carter.Doctor Carter must now think she was a huge flirt.Fuming, Julissa stormed into her bedroom, only to find Scott lying on her bed, seemingly asleep.Looking at the man on her bed, she inwardly complained. Even when asleep, he still
When Julissa woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, she realized she was already in her bed.She sat up and scratched her head, feeling a bit confused.Wasn’t she in the living room earlier? How did she end up in bed?Had Scott left?She got out of bed to use the bathroom and called out toward the other room, "Mr. Nichols?"The room was pitch black, and there was no answer.She walked into the kitchen and glanced at the cupboard. The watch was gone.She checked the entryway next, and the shoes under the shoe rack were also gone.It seemed he had already left. He must have carried her to bed after she fell asleep, then left afterward.There was an inexplicable feeling of disappointment.But soon, that feeling was replaced by the sharp pang of stomach pain as she drowsily made her way to the bathroom.Afterward, she returned to bed, ready to fall back asleep. But after lyin
Julissa was close to tears. Although half of her salary was being deducted, she still had 50,000 left, but it felt like being sliced open—it was painful."This is just inhuman..." she muttered under her breath."Even if it's for the money, you better start coming to work on time from now on!" Linda said with a smile, patting her on the shoulder. "Mr. Nichols wants some coffee, go make him a cup, and don't mess up again."Julissa quickly agreed and, after putting down her things, headed to the breakroom.Linda watched her leave, feeling helpless. The new rules that had been implemented were something Scott had come up with on the spot, and they were only directed at the executive assistant, effectively targeting Julissa for not being present.Was this really his way of pursuing a woman? Linda couldn’t help but think that Scott’s emotional intelligence was lacking.Meanwhile, Julissa took out her favorite instant coffee from
Julissa froze for a second. Was Scott teasing her?Sure enough, men who were usually so reserved had a hidden mischievous side.Wasn’t this a form of workplace harassment, though?She decided to play dumb—after all, Scott was her employer now, her "bread and butter.""I was just looking at that painting," she said, taking a step back and subtly pulling her arm away.Scott casually slipped his hands into his pockets, unfazed."Well then, come up and have a closer look."He started up the stairs first, and Julissa, reluctantly, followed him.As she walked behind him, heading toward his bedroom, the feeling of being “taken advantage of” intensified.He had already shown a flirtatious side before, and now it seemed like he had finally decided to make his move. Was this the moment he was going to take advantage of her?What if someone walked in and caught them? The office door wasn’t locke
Not long after she participated in the competition, she had the car accident, and since then, she hadn't been able to return to the stage.Julissa gazed at the painting of herself, feeling a sense of fate between her and Scott. At the same time, her heart was filled with a strong desire—she longed to be that little swan on the stage again.But she knew it was no longer possible."I remember Assistant Hickman used to dance ballet. Do you know this dancer?" Scott asked, gazing at her profile."...No," her voice was hoarse, tinged with a slight nasal tone.She didn’t want Scott to know that she was the one in the painting. If he found out, it would be terribly awkward for her. He might think it was embarrassing—how could he hang a picture of his assistant on his wall? He would probably take it down.Julissa sniffed and smiled at him. "Mr. Nichols, your time is valuable. Let's get on with the coffee brewing lesson."Righ
Kendrick had already done his research on Malina, Murphy Jewelry’s newly hired chief designer.Not only was Malina striking in appearance, but he was also exceptionally talented. His designs had repeatedly won international awards, earning him widespread recognition.But along with his talent came a streak of arrogance.Though his little wife wasn’t someone who could be easily bullied, and most employees here would likely be cautious given her status as the Madam of the Gregory Group, she still lacked experience in the workplace.And a man like Malina—someone who was used to doing things his own way—was unlikely to show her any special treatment just because she was someone’s wife.That was what made Kendrick uneasy.He worried that, as a newcomer, she might end up being underestimated or mistreated.So, he had arrived at Murphy Jewelry ahead of time—watching from the shadows.Not that he had anything urgent to do today anyway.Besides, once she was done, he could take her to a well-r
The next morning, Annabelle woke up with Kendrick and made him a quick sandwich for breakfast.But she didn’t eat anything herself.Kendrick frowned. “Why aren’t you eating?”“I don’t have an appetite right now. I’ll eat later,” she replied.He didn’t press further, but just as he was about to leave, he noticed her putting on her coat and shoes as well.“You’re heading out?”Her expression was serious. “Mm. I’ll hitch a ride with you to the pharmacy.”Concern flashed in his eyes as he reached out to touch her forehead. “Are you feeling unwell?”Annabelle blushed and swatted his hand away.Kendrick instantly understood.A sly grin appeared on his face as he grabbed a scarf and wrapped it around her neck.“Let’s go.”—Kendrick pulled up in front of the pharmacy.Before getting out, Annabelle turned back and reminded him, “Drive safely.”But when she returned, she found his car still parked in the same spot.“You’re still here?” she asked, surprised.“Get in.”Confused but not arguing,
If she chose to terminate it, Kendrick would never agree. And even she wasn’t sure if she could go through with it.But if she kept it… it would become a permanent bond between them.Her work would have to be postponed, and she wouldn’t even be able to finish school.Was this Kendrick’s plan all along? To use a child to keep her from taking the endorsement?The thought made Annabelle furious.“Kendrick, how could you do this?”Caught off guard by the accusation, Mr. Gu looked utterly bewildered. “Do what?”“You’re trying to tie me down with a child, aren’t you?”She turned around and glared at him through the lingering steam.Kendrick let out a sigh. “You really think so poorly of me, huh?”“Can you honestly say you didn’t do it on purpose?”For once, Kendrick actually looked a little guilty. His voice was low and hoarse as he admitted, “At first, it really wasn’t intentional… but later, you didn’t say anything, so I thought you had agreed…”Annabelle’s face instantly turned red. “I—
Every day, Annabelle found herself playing hide-and-seek with reporters, making it nearly impossible for her to focus on school.The constant harassment was driving her insane.It got even worse when some journalists managed to sneak into the campus, lurking outside her classroom. Their presence disrupted not only her studies but also inconvenienced her professors and classmates.Left with no choice, Annabelle had to temporarily stop attending in-person classes and switch to online courses.That gave a certain someone an opportunity to gloat.Mr. Gregory wasted no time in commenting, “Didn’t I warn you? The moment you accepted that endorsement deal, your life would become much more difficult. See? Now you can’t even attend school properly.”It was already late at night. He was in bed, his strong arm wrapped around the petite woman’s waist.Annabelle turned her back to him, deliberately ignoring him.But Kendrick wasn’t done. “How about I talk to Simon and tell him we’re canceling the
After reading the message, Julissa let out a silly laugh.It wasn’t anything particularly important—just a simple message to let her know he was safe.Scott’s text read: “Boarded. Landing at 5:40 AM.”She hesitated for a moment before deciding to reply with four simple words: “Safe travels.”A moment later, another message popped up.“Why aren’t you asleep yet?”Even through the screen, Julissa could almost picture Scott frowning at her.She couldn’t exactly tell him that he was the reason for her insomnia, so she made up a little lie.“I woke up and got a drink of water.”“Mm.”That was it. Just a single word.Scott was a man of few words, never one for long conversations.Yet, in that simple “Mm,” Julissa felt like she could hear his emotions, see his expression, and even understand the words he didn’t say.—The following two weeks were quiet, even empty.Scott was in Tokyo, where the time difference was only an hour.But ever since that first night, he hadn’t messaged her for anyt
Julissa: “…”The sharp-tongued CEO truly wasn’t one for sweet words.But even in his bluntness, she could hear the affection he had for her.Compared to flowery compliments, she found his straightforwardness more sincere—more gentle, even.Lowering her head, she appeared to be focused on eating.In reality, she didn’t dare meet Scott’s gaze, nor did she have any idea what she was tasting.Her heart was in complete turmoil.After dinner, Scott observed her closely. Her face had regained some color, and her eyes looked brighter.It seemed her mood had improved.Checking his watch, he said, “Now, I really do have to go to the airport.”As he spoke, he picked up the coat draped over the sofa and put it on.Julissa wasn’t sure why, but watching him put on his coat and suddenly announce that he was leaving made her heart tighten.Just moments ago, she had thought he might find another excuse to stay.She had even planned ahead—if he stayed the night, she would take out the new set of bedshe
Julissa pouted. "Sorry, Mr. Nichols, I didn't think it through...""This isn't your fault. I should have explained things more clearly to you," Scott said, surprisingly not scolding her. His gentleness made Julissa lower her head."However, I still think I should apologize today," she added.Scott chuckled and teased, "I'm actually curious. How did the fiery-tempered Julissa decide to humble herself and admit her mistake?"Julissa felt a bit awkward for a moment."Mr. Nichols, I've really reflected on my actions. I shouldn’t have struck first. When I did, it seemed like I gained some face, but in reality, I just put you in a passive position. I won’t do that again in the future."She looked like a child who had done something wrong, too afraid to look her parents in the face.Scott's gaze softened."When it comes to people you can't stand, if you argue with them, you’re lowering yourself to their level. Not only do you not win, but you also lose your dignity."Julissa nodded seriously
Julissa ate quietly, occasionally sneaking glances at Scott across the table.He seemed relaxed now, the tension in his expression softened as he focused on his meal.Finally, she couldn’t hold it in any longer.She set down her chopsticks and asked hesitantly, “Mr. Nichols… why did you come to the bar tonight?”Scott didn’t even pause. He continued eating as he replied, “I heard you were looking for Serena.”Her fingers tightened around her chopsticks. “Did Jerry tell you?”Scott smirked. “Of course. You thought I wouldn’t find out?”She swallowed. “I just… I overheard some employees saying that Time Group was in trouble because of me. That you lost a major project because of me.”Scott finally looked up, his dark eyes studying her carefully.“So, you decided to go and ‘fix’ it?”She nodded. “I thought if I apologized, she would let go of the grudge and reconsider working with Time Group.”Scott leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly.“There are two things I need to make clear,” h
Julissa sat quietly in the car, her body wrapped in Scott’s coat, the scent of his cologne enveloping her.The atmosphere was tense.She didn’t dare speak.Scott’s jaw was clenched, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly. Though he had stopped scolding her, the tension in his body made it clear—he was still angry.She bit her lip, unsure how to break the silence.Minutes later, the car pulled up outside her apartment complex.She hesitated. “Mr. Nichols, I can go up by myself—”He cut her off. “Get out. I’ll walk you up.”She blinked. “That’s not necessary—”“Get out.” His tone left no room for argument.Sighing, she pushed open the door and stepped out.Scott followed, his tall frame towering over her as they walked toward the building.The cool night air made her shiver, the dampness of her clothes still clinging to her skin.They stepped into the elevator, the small space amplifying the awkwardness.Finally, as the elevator dinged to a stop, she turned to him.“Uh… if you’