Daniel was itching with curiosity. He really wanted to know what Maisie had written. He remembered that in the past, she used to be a quiet person, unlike other girls, who went on shopping sprees for no reason. She used to prefer to stay at home and write or draw.Every poem she had written back then had carried his shadow, and every painting had depicted him. However, he hadn't cherished these gestures at the time. Perhaps when someone was held in the palm of one's hand for too long, they started taking their sincerity for granted."Well..." Daniel cleared his throat to feign nonchalance. "This investment proposal seems decent. Your company could actually expand further. An additional investment is not out of the question..."Lily chuckled and turned her computer screen. On the display was the manuscript Maisie had sent."Dansie?" Daniel was momentarily puzzled."Yes." Lily nodded. "That's her pen name, and it combines both your names! How about that? Are you pleased?"Daniel re
It was late at night, and Maisie was still editing her manuscript. Daniel had the hotel staff deliver some late-night snacks and then called her to join him for a meal.Maisie sat down at the table and smiled gently. "Why are you still here?"Lately, Daniel had been staying in this hotel suite most of the time. However, he didn't go into the bedroom. Instead, he slept on the couch in the living room, even though it couldn't be as comfortable as being at home.Daniel smiled and pretended to sigh dramatically. "I don't have the privilege of sleeping in a bed, so I'll make do with the couch.""I mean, why aren't you back at your own home?""My home?" he said with a smirk. "My home is wherever you are."Maisie blushed, feeling a warm sense of happiness.Just a few days ago, Daniel had taken her back to the Quimbys, introduced her to all the family members, and firmly held her hand while telling them that Maisie would be the lady of this house from now on.Daniel's parents were no l
Maisie's heart pounded as she pushed against Daniel's muscular chest, doing her best to create distance. However, the feeble attempt seemed more like a tease.Daniel threw himself onto her and captured her flushed earlobe with a kiss, feeling her tiny frame shake in his embrace."Maisie…" he whispered huskily into her ear, "Can I?"She shut her eyes, too nervous to respond verbally. He smirked, interpreting her reaction as silent consent.Yet, just as he was about to proceed, his phone rudely interrupted with an extra blaring ringtone that echoed through the room, incessantly ringing.Maisie opened her eyes, her cheeks still flushed. "Pick it up," she said.With a sigh, Daniel reluctantly distanced himself from her.It was his assistant calling, and Daniel answered with irritation. "What is it?!"The assistant hesitated. "Mr. Quimby, um…""Spit it out!""It's about Owen." The assistant nervously continued. "You asked me to follow him, and I…""Wait." Daniel lowered his voice
Meanwhile, Camila acted admirably, refraining from engaging in conflicts. Subsequently, she secured employment, seemingly navigating through roles in a couple of smaller companies.At the peak of her career, she held a managerial position, but for reasons unknown, she had recently been idling at home, reveling in domestic life.If it weren't for Daniel's assistant mentioning her, he would have almost forgotten about her existence. Their communication had dwindled to the point of near non-existence. The extent of their interaction involved cordial greetings during family dinners, after which she would retreat to her own space.Feeling a surge of chaos in his mind, Daniel took a deep breath and massaged his temples. Amidst this internal turmoil, a sudden touch startled him—a pair of gentle hands.Turning around, he was met with Maisie's starry eyes. She dressed him warmly, remarking, "It's chilly at night. Don't catch a cold standing here."She glanced at him shyly, and she disappea
Daniel was also taken aback but skillfully concealed his surprise. A flat greeting was all she received from him.While Rachael guided Camila through the office, Daniel discreetly pulled Lily aside to seek clarification about the situation.Lily's smile was tinged with awkwardness as she explained, "She came for an interview. Initially, she applied for a managerial position, but I discovered her writing skills. She used to be an editor, so I roped her in to handle editing work temporarily. I'm short-staffed!""That's not what I'm asking!" Daniel's tone was stern as he glared at her. "Why did you hire her?""Oh…" Lily scratched her head, admitting, "I only found out that she's your cousin after doing a background check two days ago…""Lily!" Daniel widened his eyes in disbelief. "We were married, after all. Didn't you see her at my home back then?""Hey, hey, hey!" Lily retorted, "Don't accuse me. I'm worried that Maisie will misunderstand more than you do! We lived separately as
"Don't worry. It's my treat." Daniel glanced at Camila, "Order anything you want.""It's fine, really," Camila smiled. "Daniel, you might be curious as to why I can't even bear to buy a cup of coffee…"In reality, this is my life at home. I appear glorious on the outside as a Quimby heiress, but only I know the suffering behind everything. My parents neglect me while my siblings do their best to boycott me."I have a driver when I go out, I have food when I go home, but none of those belong to me. My jobs were the only things that belonged to me all these years."She looked sad, and it was the first time she had said so much to him."Daniel, I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "I used your name to work for Ms. Lily. She's your ex-wife, so I…""It's alright. It's just a job," he said flatly. "It's good that Lily could help you.""So you don't mind it?""Why would I?""Don't worry, Daniel." She bit her lip. "I'll do my best. I won't embarrass you."Daniel nodded. He did not worry abou
Camila briskly shook her head. "I-I just said that on a whim. I don't mean anything else. It's really nothing, Daniel!"Daniel looked at her and remained silent."Actually, I've admired Maisie for years." She changed the topic. "I can see that she genuinely loves you. She's an honest girl, the perfect partner. Such a relationship is rare."Oh yes, Daniel, I heard she… lost her memory?"Aniel looked up and fixed his gaze on her. The coldness in his eyes sent chills down her spine. She dared not say more.The atmosphere grew rather awkward. He spoke flatly a moment later. "Her health was lacking earlier. Thanks for your concern. I hope you'll take care of her when the two of you work together.""Yes, yes!" She readily agreed. "Of course!"He smiled, and their conversation came to an end.-Life resembled a peaceful lake under the sun—quietly flowing, without a ripple.Maisie continued to learn and recharge, making rapid progress. She submitted drafts on time, and soon, it was t
Lily beamed as she said, "I'm buying, so we can go anywhere you want!"After work, they arrived at a restaurant, and Lily, always generous in entertaining, chose a high-end one. She even extended the invitation to her colleagues, including famous authors and their agents. Among them was Camila.They chatted happily in the private room. The famous authors expressed confidence in Maisie, eagerly anticipating her new book to create history for the company."See? So many people are confident about you. I told you that you're great, remember?" Lily patted Maisie's shoulder, smiling. "I told you not to work as a journalist back then. Why would you want to do that? I'm glad that Amanda pulled a trick and you ended up not taking the journalist examination! I should thank her!""Ahem, boss..." Rachael signaled urgently from the side."Oh, no, no... Look at me!" Lily corrected herself. "I wanted to say that even without Amanda, you wouldn't be able to get the press pass either!"Some peopl
"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"Rebecca chuckled dismissively."You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities."Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title."What truly heals everything is love!"-One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persepho
With Morpheus' involvement, the police didn't slack off and quickly found Rebecca.That day, Rebecca was preparing to escape from a small port. The boat she had found was an illegally operating one.As she was about to board, piercing sirens sounded nearby.The boat owner, enraged upon hearing the sirens, grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pushed her into the water.Rebecca screamed for help, but he roared, "I didn't expect you to be sent by the cops!""I'm not..." Rebecca choked on water. "Sir, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. As long as we reach the open sea, no one will catch you!""Dream on!" The boat owner wanted to strangle her. "Do you not understand? These sirens are from the royal guards! Who did you bitch provoke?"Rebecca was dumbfounded. Being a foreigner, she naturally didn't understand the local affairs in the Southeast Aciatic region.The police and royal guards quickly caught up, armed, and surrounded them.Rebecca turned pale and trembled all over, her gaze gr
"You had no choice on the battlefield."Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him back to light.She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved the country.""Do you really… think so?"She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country."But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"Morpheus held his head low in silence."You did well as the protector of the country," she said softly. "But as a son, you can secretly pay homage to him."Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.-Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the
"No way!" Christopher smirked, glancing at Morpheus. "To him, you're his only princess! I just got lucky for the princess carry, thanks to you!""Yeah, at least you're self-aware!" Persephone nodded, rubbing her chin."We've known each other for so long! What kind of person do you think I am?" Christopher laughed. "I can be a bit shameless at times, but..."But upon learning that the one she loved was the unbeatable god of war, he willingly stepped back, offering his blessings with a smile."Okay, okay. You two stop crowding around me!" Christopher waved his hand. "Sephy needs more rest, and I'd like to get some more sleep, too! Once we heal, let's go out and have some fun together!""You're still thinking about fun?" Morpheus' deep voice intervened with a wry smile. "With the factory explosion incident, the royal family is furious and will thoroughly investigate it. Many people will probably be coming to talk to you both in the next few days. After all, you two are the most direc
"Let's get out first!""Hey, wait..." Persephone pointed to the other side.In moments of life and death, it wasn't appropriate to laugh, but Morpheus still chuckled. The young Prince Christopher was sprawled on the floor in a very ridiculous pose, and they almost forgot about him!"Don't worry," Morpheus whispered. "I won't let anything happen to him."He had Persephone cling to his back and then carried Christopher.Christopher was a tall fellow, so it took some effort to carry them both to a safe place.Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars rushed in. Their sirens pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.The fire was soon extinguished, and Persephone and Christopher received timely treatment. Luckily, their burns weren't too severe, and even more fortunately, their faces were unharmed.When Christopher woke up, he felt bandages wrapped around his head, and his skin had a burning sensation. His heart sank, and he was almost on the verge of tears."Tell me the truth! A
There was fire everywhere. Flames rushed toward Persephone like menacing dragons. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but the searing pain coursing through her body became clearer. She struggled to get up, the agony almost unbearable.Despite several attempts, it was futile...Something was pinning her feet down, and stones kept falling on her. She couldn't even muster a shout.Many images flashed through her mind in that fleeting moment, each frame featuring Morpheus' face…She remembered the times they had spent together in Flinge, how he had initially distanced himself from her, then later had exerted every effort to protect her. She recalled how he would gently ruffle her hair and call her "silly goose"..."Morpheus, I'm afraid I might have to go first..."The fire grew fiercer, explosions resonated continuously, and she could no longer hold on.Christopher, who was nearby, wasn't any better.Amidst the roaring flames, he couldn't see anything clearly, only pulling
"No need, you can go back first." Morpheus glanced at him. "I'll wait here for her a little longer.""Prince Christopher wouldn't do anything to Ms. Hamerton...""Alfred, what are you thinking?" Morpheus couldn't help but chuckle. "I know exactly what Christopher is like, but I just want to wait here for Sephy. Christopher mentioned that she'd specifically designed these fireworks for me. Hah! I'm the useless one. I don't even dare to go inside and take a look.""Sir, don't say that.""If I wait here, will it count as accompanying her in her efforts?"Alfred nodded.Morpheus smiled and sent Alfred back. He continued waiting under the tree.The air in Southeast Aciatic was hot and humid. The shade of the banyan tree offered some relief, but it couldn't completely dispel the oppressive heat.Morpheus took a deep breath, about to move elsewhere, when he glimpsed a suspicious figure swiftly darting through the factory's side gate.The security at the side gate was lax, making it e
Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime."I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Morpheus wasn't just an ordinary person!Christopher wholeheartedly accepted his defeat to Morpheus."Then... I'd like to invite you to come over to my place for a while as a friend. That's fine, right?"-A few days later, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in the classroom."Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him breakfast. "You haven't eaten, right? Let's eat together!"Usually, Christopher would readily accept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!""What's wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn't poisoned!"Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."Persephone burst into laughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!""Uh, what?""My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you, and he said sure, just worried you wouldn't tak