Upon returning to their apartment, Bruno and Adeline find themselves in the warmth of the kitchen, where Adeline is cooking a sumptuous steak dinner paired with red wine.Sat at the elongated dining table, under the shimmer of the chandelier, they sat facings each other. "Bruno, how's the taste?" Adeline asked while watching him take a bite of the steak."Mmm, juicy and tender; you still have a knack for frying steaks," Bruno chuckled, reaching for his wineglass to take a sip."I was worried it would not turn out well. I haven't cooked in quite a while." Adeline was confident, though. She had taken culinary classes to impress Bruno, mastering how to fry steak to the level of a five-star restaurant chef."Bruno, if you like it, I'd be more than happy to cook for you more often," she offered, ready to take on the kitchen duty every day if it made him happy.Bruno set down his wine glass and shook his head. "You don't have to go through that trouble. If we feel like it, we can always din
Lizzie stood by the window, cradling Bob in her arms, her face lit with a smile. "Look, Bob. It's snowing again. Isn't it beautiful?"Winter had rolled in once more, and despite her aversion to cold, Lizzie still found the landscape, blanketed in white, to be quite charming.However, he still hadn't returned. He must be really busy.Lizzie settled back down on the sofa, her gaze straying to the gentle fall of snowflakes outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Her spirits were inexplicably high. Every winter, every snowfall brought her joy, because it signaled her birthday was approaching. Even though she never had a proper birthday party at the Jiang's house, she would always celebrate on her own, even if it was just with a tiny cake.He probably won't return... Even if he does, would he celebrate with her?Christmas wasn't as festive domestically as it was abroad, but the holiday atmosphere was still quite present. The school had announced a week-long vacation, and Lizzie, dressed in a
Lizzie struggled, but her wrist was still held tightly in his large grip, unable to break free. "Let go, you're hurting me," she said to Bruno, who was moving briskly ahead.Bruno finally halted, turning his head to look at her. Lizzie, however, shifted her gaze towards the entrance of the hall, where Jacob and Louise stood by the door."Do you want to go back?" Bruno asked, his gaze fixed on her.Lizzie looked at Bruno, "I want to say something to them." They had done so much to make her birthday special, the least she could do was thank them."Go ahead," Bruno released his grip on her wrist.Lizzie walked up to Jacob and Louise, "Thank you both," she said.Louise handed her a beautifully wrapped box, "Happy birthday."Jacob remained silent, only looking at her.Lizzie took the box, "Thank you. I should go now."Jacob looked disappointed as he watched Lizzie walk towards Bruno.Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Ruoya stepped out. Seeing Jacob here was no surprise, but Bruno's
In a split second, Bruno's large hand was already stroking her head. "Birthday girl, you've grown another year older, yet you continue to act so childishly. Who would have thought that I, Bruno, would marry such a foolishly adorable wife?""I...I'm not," Lizzie quickly wiped off the words on the glass window, then resumed her seated position.Another birthday, she was now twenty-one years old. She realized that her journey was still long, but how should she proceed? Just keep following this man in front of her, without the blazing passion, just living an ordinary life?With a snap of his fingers, Bruno beckoned a waiter pushing a cart with a twelve-inch birthday cake on it, while another waiter carried a large bouquet of flowers."Happy Birthday," Bruno said to Lizzie. He took the bouquet from the waiter and handed it to her."Thank you," Lizzie accepted the flowers, staring intently at Bruno. Was his return timed specifically for her birthday? Was her birthday the reason he hurried b
Ruoya's grip on the steering wheel tightened as she listened to Jacob's drunken mumbling. Her resentment deepened, stinging like a thorn in her heart. What was so special about Lizzie? Even in the Jiang family, she was not cherished by her parents. Then how dare she have Bruno and monopolize Jacob too?Ruoya glanced at the unconscious Jacob. A bitter smile played on her lips. She had given up everything back home to follow him, taking care of him for a year, yet he didn't appreciate it."Lizzie... Lizzie..." Jacob murmured, leaning on Ruoya unsteadily as they entered the apartment.Ruoya looked at the man before her, his hand tightly clasping hers, not Lizzie's. Yet his voice rang with Lizzie's name, making Ruoya's heart clench painfully."Jacob, I love you so much. Can't you give me any response at all? Just a little bit, isn't that okay?" Ruoya's hand brushed his face. She had fallen hopelessly in love with him, even knowing that he was Lizzie's boyfriend. She had stood by his side,
With a heavy sigh, Ruoya picked up the discarded clothes from the floor, piece by piece, dressing herself. Her gaze fell on the crimson splash on the beige bed sheet and it dawned on her that she was, indeed, Jacob's woman now.However, the realization only brought her more pain. Jacob's evasive gaze, the apologetic expression on his face, they were enough to confirm her fears. No matter that he'd taken her innocence, he would not marry her, nor take responsibility.Was she really okay with this? Hell no.After getting dressed, Ruoya walked into the living room. Jacob was there, head bowed, avoiding eye contact. Yet, she didn't utter a single word and continued to walk towards the door."Ruoya, give me some time," Jacob finally broke the silence.Time. The word triggered a bitter laugh from Ruoya. How many times had he used that excuse? Could she still believe him?She refused to be fooled again. She resolved to depend on herself. Even if she couldn't have Jacob's heart, she would sta
Flora glanced at her, "Lizzie, Emily will be back tonight. Even though you two have never met, you are her sister-in-law after all. You must take good care of her, understand?""Yes, Mom, I understand." The return of the unseen Emily stirred an inexplicable unease in Lizzie's heart.The absent Emily, who was she really? Lizzie had no clue."For dinner tonight, why don't you help Chaperone with the preparations? It'll be a nice gesture." Flora could hardly stand the sight of her reaping Yelun's affection without lifting a finger."Alright." Lizzie felt it was only right, considering they were family, despite not having met before."No need," Yelun interjected, "The servants can do the kitchen work. It's rare for Lizzie to visit. Why not sit and chat instead?"Flora's insistence was a reflection of her inner discontent towards Lizzie.Unfazed, Lizzie assured, "It's okay, Dad. Precisely because I don't visit often, I should help out."With Lizzie's agreement, Yelun didn't press further.
A flash of displeasure crossed Flora's heart, but she held it in, a somewhat insincere smile on her face. "Everyone is here. Let's have dinner."Bruno had never taken her seriously. He'd make such a statement in front of so many people, clearly intending to embarrass her. But she, Flora, would not easily be provoked into a direct confrontation with him."Sure." With Flora's assistance, Yelun moved towards the dining room.Exquisite dishes of various colors on the table seemed in no way inferior to a five-star hotel. Yelun sat in the main seat, looking at the four people on either side. "Emily, you just got back today. We should just eat at home. When I have time, I'll take you out for a meal. You won't blame me, will you?"Flora had been nagging at him daily, and he'd finally agreed to let Emily return home."Dad, why would I? I've been abroad for so many years, and I really miss home. Seeing these authentic Chinese dishes, I'm almost drooling." Emily laughed heartily. Returning to th