After they left, Spencer drove her home. Celeste turned her head away and leaned against the car window in the shotgun. There was sadness on her face. She didn't say anything the entire way back. Spencer didn't speak either. He sent her to her residential area. "Are you sad?" After parking the car, Spencer suddenly asked. Celeste didn't expect him to ask her. She avoided his eyes. "I'm alright." "If you are, stop looking as if somebody died." He had always had a sharp tongue. "You're the one who wanted to bail me out. Can't I be sad for a bit?" Celeste argued in a soft voice. "After losing Damon, you have me now. What's there to be sad about? I'm not any worse than Damon anyway." Spencer went so close to her that they could feel each other's breath. Although Celeste was slow to think about relationship matters, she could tell that Spencer had been trying to flirt with her for the past few times. But Spencer had never confessed his feelings to her in any way. She would
Spencer had misunderstood her. The only thing that would make her sacrifice anything was to defeat the York family. Now that the York family had fallen, there was nothing else in this world that she would use her marriage to exchange with. She would admit that being with Damon wasn't just about getting what she wanted. At least her feelings for him toward the end were real. But there was no need for him to explain things. Before Spencer could come closer to her, she turned her head away. His lips didn't touch hers. Instead, his mouth brushed past her cheek and hair. "Thanks for today. I'll find a chance to treat you to a meal," Celeste said. She was then about to get out of the car and leave. "When people in Taverdale say that they'd treat you to a meal someday, they don't actually want to do it." Spencer pulled Celeste's arm. "Treat me to a meal today." "I have no mood for that." She had bruises all over her face, and it was already later. She just wanted to pass out o
"What is this?" Leah researched Celeste's makeup and her way of dressing just to attract Damon's attention. She had always been arrogant. The fact that she had to set aside her ego and copy Celeste's style meant she had no other choice. Damon praised her for being pretty, and he even spaced out while staring at her. Leah's heart thumped faster, and her face turned red. Damon still looked indifferent. "Nothing. It's almost autumn, so it's just a gift for you." He had absent-mindedly bought this necklace from a shop downstairs. It took him less than five minutes to pay with his card when he entered the shop. When the two were close, it was normal for Damon to occasionally give her little gifts like this. This was the only time he gave her something since she got a divorce, and when Celeste appeared. Now that she looked at it, Damon finally lost hope for Celeste and was ready to start a new page with Leah. "Your neck looked empty whenever you took selfies. You can wear this
As promised, Celeste arrived at the racing venue according to the location Spencer sent her. Spencer arrived a little earlier than she did. He was in a racing suit as he sat in the resting area and had his coffee. His eyes lit up when he saw Celeste. Celeste's outfits had always been on different ends of the spectrum. She would either wear feminine-looking dresses or hoodies and jeans so baggy that nobody could tell if she was a girl. Today, it was a rare sight to see her in a black and tight-fitting suit. She was all covered from her ankles up to her neck. Only her head was visible. But it accentuated her chest and waist, showing how curvy she was. She didn't put on makeup. Under her sunglasses, her face was pale. The only color on her body was her glimmering lip gloss. Anyone would want to kiss her on those lips. Spencer passed a cup of coffee to her. He quietly raised his eyebrow. "I didn't know that you were so curvy." Men would sound disgusting if they weren't careful
"Shall we race?" Damon challenged, lifting his chin up as he looked at Spencer. Spencer smirked. "Are you sure about that?" Damon only got into racing as a hobby. Spencer, on the other hand, was a certified professional racer. He had even won prizes before. "Nonsense." Damon retorted as he got into his race car. With a deafening roar from the engines, both their race cars shot forward like rockets. Celeste was holding a cup of coffee which had already turned cold. She stood at a distance away from the tracks and watched them. For some reason, she felt worried. "I told you Damon is mine." Leah sounded smug. "Oh." "Since you two are divorced, know your place and stay away from us. Don't come anywhere near him anymore." "Oh." "No matter how hard you try, Damon won't come back to you. He even gave me a gift yesterday!" "Oh." Leah was agitated by Celeste's indifferent response. She raised her voice. "Celeste York, did you really think you still have a shot with him?"
Spencer's racing suit and helmet were of the best quality. Even after his race car flipped over, only his left arm was dislocated and he had a minor scrape on his neck. Still feeling a little anxious, Celeste stayed with Spencer as the doctor resetted his bone and applied medication on him. She was only relieved when the doctor assured that his condition wasn't severe. "I'm dizzy. They might have to keep me in the hospital for further observation." Spencer looked at Celeste pitifully. "Stop acting cute." Celeste was out of words. She personally thought that the accident could have been avoided if Spencer hadn't been so reckless. He practically brought this upon himself. Thankfully, nothing serious happened to him. If not… The more she thought about it, the angrier she was. After getting Spencer settled in his ward, she didn't want to bother him anymore. Sitting at the side, she looked at her phone with a cool face. Spencer lay on the bed lazily. At first, he tried to get
After entering the ward, Damon seemed to relax when he saw that Spencer was alright. But he tensed up the moment he saw Celeste holding the bowl. Celeste had learned about Damon and Spencer's relationship. Based on Celeste's understanding toward Damon, he probably dropped by because he was worried about Spencer. "You guys can talk." Putting the bowl down, she turned away and was about to leave. "Don't. My arm hurts. I can't eat by myself." Spencer tugged at her sleeve pleadingly. Damon merely watched them with a cold glare. "If you keep this up, I'll tell everyone you're still a virgin." Celeste whispered near Spencer's ears, relishing the way his face turned pale with embarrassment.In Damon's eyes, she was flirting with Spencer. His expression darkened, but he remained silent. Seeing the change of expression on Damon's face, she realized that he had misunderstood. However, she didn't explain anything. Before she left, she even closed the door for the two of them. "D
The Rocky Hills was a famous resort in Taverdale and one of the best retreats in the country. The reason why Phillip came here was to evaluate this place. If he found it satisfactory, he might consider retiring here. They were planning to stay here for two days. Everyone headed to the five-star hotel to check in. In the hall, a woman's gentle and surprised voice could be heard. "Damon, you're here too!" Celeste just accepted the room card from the front desk. She didn't have to lift her head to know that the voice belonged to Leah. She walked past the two of them. Holding her luggage, she headed to her room first. When she came out again, Leah had already joined the rest. Leah addressed Phillip as "Grandpa". She was so attentive to him, shading him from the sun and offering him water. "Celeste, Leah came here by herself and it's no fun being here alone. You won't mind if she joins us, will you?" Phillip's eyes held a hint of mischief as he spoke. He had lived through so m