Zoey was startled. She didn’t know whether she should laugh it off or play dumb. Their surroundings were quiet, and they were suddenly having a tender moment together. Fortunately, the nurse came over to help Zoey remove the needle, the interruption saving the latter from the uncomfortable situation she’d somehow gotten into.As they walked to the car, Laurence put an arm around her waist and held her beside him naturally. The masculine air about him was unwavering and invasive—it made her feel a little overwhelmed. Zoey’s body stiffened when he held her, and her walking pace slowed down involuntarily.With his arm around her, Laurence realized she’d become thinner in just a few days. Her slender waist, which he could encircle with one hand, seemed like it could break with a squeeze. Frowning, he thought it was a wonder she was so frail and often fell sick.A damp and cold wind enveloped them as they exited the hospital. Laurence silently took off his coat and draped it around Zoey’s
Laurence had long noticed that Zoey’s gaze was clearer than ordinary people's; her eyes held a look of pureness. She unconsciously relaxed her posture, making her appear soft and vulnerable. Without saying a word, Laurence picked her up and carried her in his arms, bridal style. Zoey was unprepared when her body was lifted into the air. Her slender arms circled tightly around his neck, and her exclamation of surprise got stuck in her throat.She stared blankly at his side profile: his clear and distinct features, his incredible handsomeness, his long eyelashes, and his eyes that reflected elusive brown hues in the light. She reached out and touched his thick and long eyelashes subconsciously. Realizing what she’d done, Zoey quickly apologized.Laurence stopped and looked down at her flushed cheeks with a meaningful look. “Do you like my eyelashes?” Zoey was embarrassed to admit it, so she lowered her eyes, thinking that pretending nothing had happened would work. “I just wanted to c
Zoey was flustered by his words. Steam seemed to be coming from the back of her head like a cartoon.She looked adorable as she responded seriously, “I didn’t mean that.”Laurence admired her face, which was flushed red with embarrassment. He knew she didn’t intend it that way, but he continued to tease her. “Aren’t you trying to make me stay?”Zoey believed only very few people could resist Laurence’s eyes if he looked at them as deeply as he was looking at her now. His gaze was focused and serious as if you were the only one in the world.Upon meeting his eyes, Zoey could feel her heart beating violently. She didn’t have a switch to turn off her feelings for him. She couldn’t control them as she wished.She whispered in defense, “I’m not.”Her face was so hot it could catch fire. She couldn’t tell if the heat was from her high fever or because of his words. “I’m just worried about your well-being.”Unexpectedly, Zoey confided the truth without filtering her thoughts.As the words lef
Laurence was relaxed and at ease even when doing mundane chores. Zoey listened to the water running in the sink and was reluctant to take her eyes off his back. It was rare for them to have such a moment.Laurence washed the dishes slowly and carefully and even washed his hands several times with dish soap. There were still water stains on his thumbs when he turned around and looked at Zoey. Seeing her in a daze, he smiled and said, “Help me take off my apron.”Zoey seemed to return to her senses and walked over to him slowly. She untied the apron for him and suddenly blurted out, “Mr. Scott, you look like a devoted family man when you’re doing this.”Laurence wiped his hands with a tissue. He frowned slightly as he could still smell the dish soap on them. “Do I?”Zoey looked at him seriously. “Yes.”Laurence wasn’t interested in being a devoted family man. He was only doing it to take care of a sick person. He couldn’t possibly let a patient cook and wash dishes for him. It wasn’t rig
Zoey’s messy hair and flushed cheeks made her appear fragile and beautiful.Her uneven breathing added to the tension in the cramped space as her face heated up. Her slender wrists were locked firmly in Laurence’s grip.She looked straight at the man whose weight was against her with her dark eyes.He was very good-looking, with refined facial features. There was a tenderness in his gloomy eyes, which were like a still, bottomless lake, and his gaze penetrated her heart.Her eyes trailed down to his Adam’s apple; he hadn’t spoken for a while, and she was also silent.It was normal for a man to love a woman.Zoey was usually timid, embarrassed, and uneasy when she had to face him. However, she didn’t know where she got the bold impulse today to raise her head and kiss him.Laurence was briefly stunned before he reciprocated, his hand absentmindedly holding the base of her head as he brought his knees to her waist, trapping her in the cramped space.His kiss was domineering, and
“I’ve booked flight tickets for tomorrow morning.” Laurence said, breaking the silence.He had long deviated from his initial plan to stay in Southgrove for only two days, partly because the snowstorm forced him to stay longer.Zoey stared out the window at the white scenery. Water trickled down the gutter as snow on the rooftop slowly melted, and the sunlight wasn’t as glaring due to the winter weather. She hummed in acknowledgment.She knew he’d have to leave eventually.She’d spent last year alone at Southgrove, and thinking back, it hadn’t been too bad.The sound from the show currently airing on TV provided some background noise as Zoey was lost in thought.“My mother wants to see you,” Laurence stated straightforwardly.“Oh.”Mrs. Scott had been contacting her over the past few days and even transferred quite a large sum of money to her over the New Year, saying it was pocket money. “I’ll cooperate,” Zoey answered after taking some time to think of a suitable response
Zoey was stunned, but she wouldn’t meekly resign herself to the situation all the time.Why did it matter to Laurence if she was happy or sad?“I can’t even be sad?” She asked in a puzzled tone. Her voice was neither soft nor loud.Laurence was silent as he stared at her confused eyes, the black orbs that made one want to love her tenderly. He was also aware that his earlier statement made him sound like a dictator.Pursing his lips, he replied, “It’s not a nice sight.”“I can’t control it.” Zoey turned her face away.“Don’t look at me if you don’t like it then,” she thought sullenly.Laurence didn’t say anything else, not wanting to trigger another unhappy fight with her a day before they had to fly.After all, they had been getting along quite harmoniously the past few days.…One tended to be sleepier when it came to morning flights.Zoey requested a pillow from the air stewardess and immediately fell asleep once she laid her head on it. The spacious first-class seat was
“I can’t be bothered to be concerned for you any longer,” Mrs. Scott said, pushing Laurence away.Zoey felt discomfort in her heart upon seeing how upset Mrs. Scott was. “Don’t be so upset, Mrs. Scott; it’s bad for your health,” she said as she poured a glass of water for her mother-in-law.However, Mrs. Scott was still incensed by the asshole behavior her son had shown—she had no influence over him despite being his mother.“Forget it.” She sighed. “I won’t bring it up in the future since you both don’t like to hear it.”…In a bedroom upstairs.After changing his clothes, Laurence turned to see Zoey working on something on the computer.He didn’t care enough to ask, and after a brief silence, he said to her, “Don’t take what my mom said earlier to heart.”Zoey’s fingers tensed. “You’re right. It’s meaningless to keep bringing it up when it has long passed.”Time would bury all the love, the hate, and the agony from that incident.Laurence grunted in response. Judging from h