Julissa was on the verge of tears. She really wanted to ask for an extension—just two more days so she could find a new place. But clearly, that wasn’t an option.The landlady felt bad about the situation, so she promptly refunded Julissa’s security deposit and the remaining rent while repeatedly apologizing.From that afternoon until late into the night, Julissa was busy packing up her things.Even though she had three days, she had work on Monday and Tuesday, leaving no time to move. So she decided to pack everything over the weekend.The larger furniture pieces that she couldn’t take right away were left in the landlady’s basement. The landlady reassured her that the basement hadn’t been sold, so she could store her belongings there until she found a new apartment.That was at least a small relief amidst the chaos.And just like that, in a rush, Julissa packed up, returned the keys, and left her little home with only a suitcase and a backpack.Her plan was to stay at her parents' h
Julissa walked through the midnight streets, the cold wind howling around her, but her heart was full of hope.As long as she was heading toward Scott, the distance didn’t seem to matter.She imagined the moment she would see him—he would surely give her a warm hug, offer her a clean and cozy room, and tell her, Stay as long as you want. It’s okay. Don’t be afraid. I’m here.Just thinking about it made her smile.She passed by people coming home from late-night shifts, hurrying along the streets.She, too, was heading home—or at least, that’s what it felt like.Along the way, she saw stray cats gathered around garbage bins.Thinking of the little white kitten Anna had adopted, she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for these poor creatures. She wanted to take one with her.But considering that she was already imposing on Scott—boyfriend or not, there were limits—she decided against showing up at his doorstep with a stray cat in tow.Still, she wondered—if they ever lived together, would
“I have nowhere to stay, I want to go home, but I lost my keys and phone...”Julissa said this with a heavy heart, tears threatening to fall as she spoke.She knew it was her own carelessness, or else none of this would have happened. But when someone cares for you, it's easy to amplify your sense of grievance. At this moment, Julissa felt utterly helpless, with all her emotions spilling out at once.However, Scott didn’t hug her. Instead, he nodded at the security guard behind her, thanking him before the guard left. Then, frowning, he asked, “Did you walk here?”Julissa nodded.“Why didn’t you take a taxi?”Julissa looked up at him. “I don’t have money for the fare.”Scott rubbed his forehead. “You should’ve had the driver drop you off. Do you think I wouldn’t help pay for the fare?”“…Oh, right.”Back then, driven by enthusiasm and a fearless attitude, she had chosen to walk. Now, looking back, she realized she didn’t need to go through all that trouble.“Julissa, you’ve really cha
As soon as Julissa got close to him, she didn’t want to think about anything else. She wasn’t being stubborn anymore, nor was she afraid. She reached up and wrapped her arms around Scott’s waist.“Can you stop being mad at me? I’m already so tired. To come find you, my legs feel like they’re going to break.”“You could’ve avoided walking yourself to the point of exhaustion!”Though Scott was still scolding her, his tone had softened, and there was a hint of tenderness in his voice.Seeing his little girlfriend, so pitifully snuggling into his arms, even someone with a heart made of stone would start to feel warmth.Scott finally patted her shoulder and sighed. “I’m happy that you came to find me, but I’m angry because I’m worried about you.”Julissa lifted her head. Her eyes were red from crying, but they were also sparkling. Just because of his one sentence, she felt like all the sadness had been washed away in an instant.Scott suddenly thought of his little Corgi.Since he and his
Julissa smiled at the beautiful senior, thinking to herself, We’re not even that familiar with each other. You’re just someone staying here for a couple of days, so why are you acting so friendly with me?It wasn’t that Julissa was deliberately being difficult, but the overly familiar behavior made her feel uncomfortable.After all, she was the woman who had appeared at her CEO boyfriend’s house!Yvette glanced at Scott, then met Julissa’s eyes, and smiled. “I thought I just heard you call him ‘Mr. Nichols’—aren’t you two already together?”Julissa blinked and gave a slight smile. “Senior, think of it as a bit of fun.”At that, Julissa noticed that Yvette’s expression froze for a moment.Julissa pursed her lips, saying nothing further.After a brief silence, Yvette smiled again. “By the way, Julissa, don’t misunderstand. I came back to the country to find someone, and I don’t have a place to stay right now, so I’m just staying with Scott for a while.”She probably shouldn’t have said
Scott looked at his little girlfriend’s expression and narrowed his eyes.She wasn’t upset because he scolded her earlier; it was because he hadn’t contacted her these past couple of days.But Julissa wasn’t clingy, at least not yet.They had only been dating for a month, and it was supposed to be the honeymoon phase, yet she didn’t text or call him every day. Sometimes, when he got busy and couldn’t go to the hospital, he would only visit her after two days. Julissa never asked him why he hadn’t contacted her in those two days or why he hadn’t come to see her.Scott could understand it as her being sensible and not wanting to interrupt his work, but he had still wondered—did this ungrateful little thing miss him at all? Did she even care about him as her boyfriend?Now, suddenly, she was questioning him.Was it because she saw Yvette at his house? Was she jealous? Did she think that because he hadn’t contacted her these last couple of days, he was secretly spending time with another
Julissa looked a bit awkward and mumbled, “I’m all covered in dust…”Scott was so clean, and she felt like a little dirtball in comparison. So, as soon as he picked her up, she tried to make sure her head and face didn’t touch his clean pajamas.Scott sighed. “I don’t mind.”Saying that, he tightened his arms, forcing Julissa to press up against his chest.Once they were in the elevator, he glanced down at his little girlfriend in his arms. She was blushing and had a little smile on her lips.“Do I look that good?”Julissa looked up at him, her eyes shining. She pursed her lips and nodded slightly.“Not worried I’m a bad guy anymore?” Scott teased with a smile.She shook her head and whispered, “If you’re bad, then so be it. Who told me I like you…”His heart fluttered a little. How could he not be happy when this little girl liked him so recklessly? But he also sighed quietly, thinking to himself, "Well, at least you ended up with me. If you were to meet someone irresponsible, and yo
“That’s enough, Mr. Nichols,” she interrupted him. “I don’t need all those complicated settings.”“Alright, then. You go ahead and wash up. Call me if you need anything.”Julissa nodded silently. If something went wrong halfway through her bath, could she actually call him in?Some rather colorful images flashed through her mind—doing this and that in the bathroom…She quickly shook her head, feeling like she was beyond saving.Scott didn’t say anything more and turned to leave the bathroom.Suddenly, a thought struck Julissa, and she quickly called after him. “Mr. Nichols, my luggage is still downstairs!”“I’ll go get it now. You just take your bath.”“The main thing is… my change of clothes is in my suitcase…”Scott paused for a moment. “I’ll bring it up for you.”Julissa wanted to ask him, How do you even know what I’ll wear? But before she could, he had already left the bathroom. She decided not to overthink it and just let him handle it.Once the bathtub was filled, Julissa slipp
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…”