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
Zoey didn’t know what illness Sarah had, but she’d heard it was quite serious.She didn’t plan on staying at the hospital long, and she didn’t intend to learn more about Sarah’s illness. She’d always kept Sarah out of sight and mind as someone she despised.It was hot outside the hospital as Zoey hailed a cab back to the Scott family home.Laurence didn’t return the next few days, and they didn’t contact each other.Mrs. Scott had called him twice, only to hear him say he was busy with something. Naturally, she was displeased. The holiday season hadn’t even ended, yet he was already so busy that he couldn’t be seen and didn’t even return home. “Is the company going to die without you?”Laurence had been staying at the hospital for the past few days. Last night, he’d stayed up for half the night. His eyes were bloodshot, and his veins stood out. “I’ll be coming home tomorrow, Mom,” he said, massaging his swollen temples.Mrs. Scott was still unhappy as she nagged him. “It wasn’t e
Sarah’s thumb was white from grabbing onto Laurence’s sleeve with all her strength. “I don’t want to die, Laurence. I can’t leave you.”Laurence couldn’t bring himself to push her away when he looked at her gaunt face. After a few seconds of hesitation, he said in a softer tone, “Then listen to the doctors and take your medication obediently. I won’t cast you aside.”This was his promise to her.“Is it because you still love me or because I’ve once saved your life?” she asked, her vision blurry from tears, some of which were genuine.The answer wasn’t important to her, but she still wanted to ask.Was it because he loved her or because he wanted to repay her?Was it because he couldn’t keep her out of his mind or because he was haunted by guilt? She secretly turned on the recorder hidden under the blanket with her other hand.He didn’t answer her; he knew very well whether or not it was because of love.Sarah could barely force a smile—his silence spoke volumes.Some feeling