Malina took a deep breath but didn’t answer Director William. His expression was extremely unpleasant.Annabelle could tell—he really didn’t want to play the male lead.She imagined what it would be like acting alongside this proud, perfectionist designer.This guy had a nasty temper and was completely self-centered. He wouldn’t be as easygoing as Julian.And she had to gaze deeply into his eyes with affection?Ugh. Just picturing it felt awkward. Impossible.After a moment, Malina finally spoke.“I won’t do it either. I can’t act, and I have zero chemistry with Annabelle. Instead of making me the lead, why not get Gauge?”The moment those words left his mouth, Annabelle blinked rapidly.Gauge as the male lead?Perfect. Absolutely perfect!They were good friends, often played music together, and had great chemistry. More importantly, he was one of her own!Little did she know, sitting across the room, Kendrick nearly jumped up at the mention of Gauge.Gauge? No way. I’ll do it!Fortun
Annabelle felt frustrated.How was she supposed to coax him now?The real issue was, no matter how she comforted him, he would never allow her to film a kiss scene with another man—even if it was just an illusion created through camera angles.He wouldn’t even be able to tolerate seeing that kind of scene.Her original plan was to keep Kendrick from watching the final scene and only let him know after everything was filmed.But now, things had gotten complicated...Meanwhile, Jax followed Kendrick out of the restaurant.Kendrick stopped in his tracks and said, “I’m going back to the villa first. You stay behind and make sure Anna gets home safely.”“Understood, Boss.”Kendrick took two steps forward, then suddenly turned back.“If Anna asks whether I’m mad, tell her yes. Very mad.”Jax’s face darkened.So Boss was making him the messenger just to emphasize how angry he was?Clearly, he wasn’t really that upset.He was probably just feeling a little jealous and needed some comforting.
The walk back was silent. With Jax escorting her, Annabelle returned to her villa.It was a beautiful seaside retreat, with a back porch extending into a small private dock—almost as if the entire Indian Ocean was her personal backyard pool.Unfortunately, she had no time to admire or enjoy the scenery.Right now, all she wanted was to find Kendrick and explain her thoughts to him.As she passed by the study, she saw Kendrick sitting at his laptop, frowning as his fingers clattered across the keyboard. He was clearly busy handling work.Annabelle hesitated for a moment but chose not to disturb him. Instead, she headed to the bedroom to unpack.The moment she walked away, Kendrick glanced up from his screen, pressing his lips together.She had already reached the door—why didn’t she come in?Ah, right. That little woman was stubborn.She was probably debating whether or not to apologize. Maybe she didn’t even think she had done anything wrong.Fine. He’d let her stew for a bit longer.
Annabelle had already left long before.Since she wasn’t sure if Kendrick was still working, she decided not to disturb him.He has to sleep eventually. I’ll just apologize and explain everything before bed.Now, she was at the dock, sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the deep blue sea.Under the glow of the moon and the soft lighting around her, the water shimmered like a sheet of scattered silver, breathtakingly beautiful.But her mind was too preoccupied to appreciate it.Before the meeting ended earlier, the director had actually proposed another option for the male lead.If Gauge couldn’t accept the role, there was a backup actor available. His agent had already confirmed that he was free and willing to step in at the last minute.Since it was just a short commercial, it wasn’t a big deal for him.But after a quick search, Annabelle discovered a troubling fact—this man had a history of inappropriate behavior.He had taken advantage of a co-star during an intimate scene, ev
Annabelle gradually let go of all distractions, allowing herself to sink into the moment.Perhaps it was because she was far from the familiar, but she suddenly felt bolder. Being out in the open like this, under the vast sky, didn’t make her feel shy at all.The night breeze caressed her skin gently, awakening every cell in her body. As her gaze drifted away from Kendrick’s face and up to the star-studded sky, her mind went blank.It was as if, in the boundless universe, only the two of them existed.Her body instinctively arched back, her waist lifting, curving like a bow...—Afterward, she lay in Kendrick’s arms for a long time, still catching her breath. Neither of them spoke, simply holding each other in quiet intimacy.Once she had calmed down, Annabelle hesitated before murmuring, “About keeping that script from you... I wanted to explain—”“It’s fine.”Kendrick interrupted her, tucking a loose strand of her wind-blown hair behind her ear. “Just do what you want. I’m not that
Annabelle put herself in his shoes. If the roles were reversed, she knew she wouldn’t be happy either.So, she carefully explained everything to Kendrick again—why Gauge had to be the male lead and why the final shot of the commercial shouldn’t be a lovers’ kiss fading into the distance, but rather an extreme close-up of the Mermaid’s Tear necklace resting on the heroine’s chest.This approach would subtly avoid any sensitive scenes while shifting the audience’s focus away from the characters and onto the product itself.After all, this wasn’t a romantic drama; it was a jewelry advertisement, and the brand should be the highlight.Annabelle wasn’t an advertising expert, but as a consumer, she believed this kind of storytelling would be more effective.After listening to her reasoning, Kendrick playfully tapped the tip of her nose.“Smart. This is definitely a better approach.”Annabelle pursed her lips, a smile blooming on her face.His approval meant a lot to her. She wasn’t even sur
“He has something personal to take care of today. He’ll be off the island for the day and back tonight,” Kendrick said.Annabelle nodded and didn’t ask any further. Jax had done this before—when he wasn’t needed, he would go off to handle his own affairs.As for what those affairs were, Kendrick never seemed to ask, so Annabelle didn’t think too much about it either.Still, she couldn’t help but recall Jax’s past and wonder whether those enemies who had once hunted him were still active.“Let’s go eat.”Kendrick took her hand and led her toward the dining area, explaining their plans for the day as they walked.“After breakfast, we’ll take Little Yellow Dog for a walk. Then at noon, we’ll visit the old butler who hosted you last time. I’ve already let him know you’re coming—he was very happy to hear it…”Annabelle thought his arrangements were perfect. All she had to do was nod and say okay.“Since you don’t have any filming today, I won’t make you stick with the crew. No objections?”
If she went over now, Kendrick might come ashore at any moment, interrupting her plan.But if she waited too long, they might leave together or stay glued to each other the entire time, and then she’d have no chance at all.As the woman hesitated, Kendrick stepped onto the shore.She watched as he walked over to Annabelle. The two seemed to be planning to rest under the umbrella for a while.She bit her straw in frustration, then set down her empty cup and turned away from the beach.A moment later, she bought another iced drink. Just as she stepped out of the shop, she spotted Kendrick and another man leaving the beach and heading into a bar.Judging from their interaction, she quickly made an assessment.It seemed Kendrick had run into a business acquaintance on the island, and they had gone to discuss work. Annabelle hadn’t joined them—either because she wasn’t interested or because Kendrick didn’t want her to.Either way, she was now alone and completely out of Kendrick’s line of
What Gauge wanted to discuss with Kendrick was a strategic collaboration between their two companies.Since stepping into the family business, Gauge had discovered a series of issues.Although Lin Jewelry appeared to be thriving, its narrow focus on a single line of business had left it vulnerable to serious challenges.Therefore, Gauge was planning to expand the jewelry and watch business within the next five years into leather goods, fashion products, and the perfume industry.He also proposed merging the group's original real estate construction division with a subsidiary of Gregory's Group. Murphy's Group would retain only a small share—essentially, a disguised sale to Gregory's.But the reason they couldn’t call it a sale outright was because Murphy's Group had started out in the construction industry. Gauge’s father, Simon, still held an emotional attachment to that legacy and couldn’t let go entirely.After the merger of the construction branches, Gauge hoped to acquire Gregory
At first, Annabelle didn’t understand what he was up to. It wasn’t until they were back inside the house that she realized—Kendrick thought she looked a little too sexy wearing his oversized T-shirt, especially since it made it seem like she wasn’t wearing anything on the bottom. It sparked a lot of imaginative thoughts.Annabelle was both amused and exasperated. She lifted the hem of the T-shirt to show him: “I am wearing shorts! They’re just... a little short. But still totally decent!”But Mr. Gregory was persistent. In the end, Annabelle gave in and changed into her own clothes.Once they were both dressed, they returned to the courtyard.Annabelle noticed Gauge hadn’t touched the watermelon and asked why—after all, it was set aside just for him.Gauge pulled a ten-hole blues harmonica from his pocket and said, “If I eat now, I won’t be able to play.”She knew harmonica players had to keep their mouth clean before playing.Then, Gauge handed her his guitar. “Since we’re just hang
While Kendrick was cutting the watermelon, Annabelle couldn’t take her eyes off him.How strange—why did everything this man did seem so charming to her? Even slicing a watermelon looked handsome.It was as if her brain had automatically applied a beauty filter to him.Annabelle placed a hand over her chest, trying to calm her racing heart. But the more she tried, the faster it beat. The sweet words he had just whispered, every little expression and gesture of his, were now playing back in her mind like a movie…Kendrick held out the watermelon to her with a grin. “Little fangirl, stop staring. This handsome guy is your husband—100% confirmed.”Annabelle glared at him with a flushed face. “Narcissist!”Then she lowered her head, scooping out a bite of watermelon, determined to focus on eating.Just as she was about to take a bite, she noticed Kendrick had sat down.The other half of the watermelon was still sitting on the small stone platform by the well.“Aren’t you going to eat?”“Y
Annabelle smiled softly, her eyes twinkling with a mix of amusement and affection. "Why do you always have to compare everything?" she asked, her voice gentle and teasing."I just want to know," he replied, his voice low and earnest. He reached out and tucked a strand of Anna's hair behind her ear, his touch light but intimate. "What it feels like for you to be with me."Annabelle fell into deep thought, her gaze drifting away as she considered his question. The room was quiet, filled only with the soft sounds of their breathing and the occasional rustle of the sheets beneath them. After a while, she still hadn't answered. Kendrick sighed, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Is it really that hard to answer?""Hmm... it’s hard to describe," Annabelle murmured thoughtfully, her fingers playing with the edge of the blanket. "Before, when I was with you, just seeing you would throw my heart into chaos. My pulse would race, and I could hardly catch my breath. But now…” She trailed off, h
Annabelle hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time.When she lazily opened her eyes and looked out the window, she realized it was already dark.Ever since arriving at her grandma’s house and staying in this quiet little fishing village—far away from her usual life—it felt like she had escaped to another world. Her entire being relaxed, with nothing left to worry about.Kendrick didn’t have to stress over the corporation anymore either.Their biggest daily dilemma had become: what should we eat for the next meal?If only life could always be this carefree...Annabelle slowly sat up. After sleeping for so long, her whole body felt soft and mushy. She got out of bed and wandered into the courtyard, where she saw Kendrick sitting at the small table, smoking.When he heard her, he turned around.“Awake?”Kendrick stubbed out his cigarette and patted his thigh.Annabelle walked over without hesitation or shyness and naturally sat on his lap, arms around his neck, resting softly against his s
Kendrick’s face darkened. “It’s better to date someone older. Look at Mr. Murphy—he’s too young, can’t even cook. How’s he supposed to take care of a girlfriend?”Annabelle raised her eyebrows and gave the sly old fox a glance. Flicking the water off her hands, she smiled and said, “But younger guys are energetic—and no generation gap!”Kendrick let out a sharp “hmph.” “You think there’s a generation gap between us?”“I didn’t say us,” Annabelle teased, eyes twinkling. “Why are you jumping to conclusions? Having a midlife crisis already, Uncle?”The little bunny was obviously up to no good with that mischievous grin.Kendrick glanced at the loquat tree in the courtyard, then squinted at the sunlight filtering through its leaves, trying hard to stay calm.After all, he was turning 31 after the New Year. Couldn’t let a little girl get under his skin, right?But midlife crisis? Really?He was in his prime. A young man!So this young Mr. Gregory looked into the reflection on the glass. He
So Annabelle thought to herself—was Mr. Gregory being a little too proactive?Kendrick asked lightly, “So, do you want to go swimming with him alone?”He deliberately emphasized the word “alone,” as if suggesting she had ulterior motives. Annabelle could only respond, “...I never said that!”“Then that’s that,” Kendrick said calmly, taking her hand and leading her into the house.After a short rest, the three of them began preparing lunch.Gauge was every bit the privileged young master—clearly someone who’d never cooked at home before. He practically didn’t know how to do anything.He was too rough when washing vegetables, to the point of mangling the leaves.Then they had him try chopping vegetables—but the young master, with his obsessive need for precision, insisted on cutting everything perfectly uniform, each slice as neat as the next. At the rate he was going, they’d probably be eating tomorrow’s lunch.Kendrick and Annabelle didn’t even bother expecting him to cook anything. T
Afterward, the three of them returned to Grandma’s house first.Gauge waited in the courtyard while Annabelle and Kendrick brought the things they bought at the market into the house. After grabbing the ingredients they needed for lunch, the three of them headed to Gauge’s place together.When they arrived in front of the white guesthouse, Kendrick couldn’t help but chuckle.That morning, he and Anna had passed by this very spot. He had been wondering at the time—the place had a fresh, elegant architectural style. But there was no signboard, so maybe it wasn’t a guesthouse after all. If it was just a private residence, then it probably belonged to someone with means.Sure enough, his guess wasn’t far off. What he didn’t expect was that this would turn out to be Gauge’s home.After stepping through the front gate, Annabelle couldn’t help but marvel.To build such a charming little courtyard on this sloped hill must’ve taken a lot of thought and care.“Come in, rest a bit. Have some wat
As Kendrick was lost in thought, Annabelle called out to him, “Let me help you carry a couple of those.”Just moments ago, Kendrick had taken all the shopping bags from her hands—he was carrying everything by himself now.Seeing his forehead glistening with sweat, Annabelle, who now had empty hands, felt both guilty and worried.Kendrick looked back at her, smiled, and said, “I could carry you on my back too, no problem.”“Stop messing around, give me two bags.”Seeing how serious she looked, eyebrows furrowed and all, he finally gave in and handed her two of the lightest ones.But as soon as she took them, Gauge casually took them from her without saying a word.Annabelle: “…”She felt like she’d just become the middleman in a hand-off.Kendrick glanced at Gauge. “Thanks, Mr. Murphy.”His tone and look were both laced with provocation.Even Annabelle thought he was kinda asking for a punch right then.Gauge snorted coldly, “Don’t thank me. It’s not like I’m helping you.”“Tsk, brat…”