Leo might understand it, but that didn't mean he'd liked it.Damon glanced down at Leo, whose face had suddenly grown tense. He casually asked, "Why did you decide to watch 'The Dream of the Red Chamber'?"He recalled Leo's previous comments about the novel.Shortly after they had reconnected, Serena had doubted Leo's genius and had made a bet with Damon.When they brought Leo over, Serena tested him by asking if he had read the Four Great Classical Novels and which one he liked best.Damon had pretended to be engrossed in his phone nearby, but he listened intently to their conversation."I've read them, but I don't particularly like any of them,” Leo had said.He had even analyzed why he didn't like them. "I prefer works that advocate for freedom, equality, and nature. The backgrounds of the Four Great Novels inherently limit the authors' perspectives.”Leo had said that Journey to the East was steeped in Luminarism and Flowism, but he was an atheist. Water Margin was a comple
Damon played along and asked, "Where to?""There’s a bookstore nearby. Mommy has been into a young poet named Evelyn Hartwood lately. Let’s buy one of her books for mommy," Leo suggested. He grabbed Damon’s hand.Usually, Leo’s energy was low. He often took long afternoon naps, sleeping until five, then going to bed again around eight after dinner. He hadn’t napped and had sat through a two-hour play that day. He was clearly looking tired.How could Damon not tell?However, Damon didn’t want to spoil the mood since Leo hadn’t complained. He picked him up and carried him to the bookstore."Dad, have you been here before?" Leo asked while holding onto Damon’s neck.Leo was usually very reserved, yet he was being unusually affectionate that day. He would hold hands and hug Damon."I have," Damon replied.Leo nodded and didn’t ask further.Damon hadn’t heard of the young poet Leo mentioned, but the bookstore owner found the book quickly. Handing it to Damon, the owner praised an
This was because Celeste didn't like The Dream of the Red Chamber either.Shortly after they moved into the villa, she had pointed to the deluxe edition of The Dream of the Red Chamber on Damon's bookshelf and said, "I've tried several times to read The Dream of the Red Chamber, but I never got past the twentieth chapter. I just couldn't keep going.""Even you found it tedious?" Damon was puzzled."It's not that. I just find Lord Cedric's writing too meticulous. It's like making a grand show out of trivial matters. The smallest things are made to seem monumental, which I find a bit pretentious."Damon had thought about it. Celeste was a straightforward person who didn't sweat the small stuff. It made sense she would find the story's lack of a clear main plot and its intricate details off-putting."It has literary merit, but I just can't get through it," she had said.Clearly, she hadn't shared this opinion with Leo. Otherwise, he wouldn't use her supposed liking of it as an excus
Damon went upstairs. He stood before Celeste's bedroom door, hesitating for a while. He had cold feet. Recently, he lacked the courage to face her.He lightly knocked on the door. After receiving no response, he rang the doorbell instead. Still, there was silence from inside. Damon felt uneasy and couldn't seem to calm himself down.The key to the room was in the study. Damon tried turning the doorknob, thinking he would go to the study if he couldn't get it. To his surprise, Celeste did not lock the door, which opened.Damon was inevitably stunned when he saw the condition of the room. Celeste was wearing a loose nightgown and curled up like a caterpillar. She seemed to have lost weight again. Her limbs were scrawny, and her complexion was unbelievably pale. The weather had cooled down in autumn, yet her forehead was drenched in sweat. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her face as they trembled restlessly.She had only been cooped up for three days but looked ghastly, like a wit
Celeste didn't complete the admission procedures. She quickly exited the VIP room clinic and ran into the elevator, seamlessly blending into the bustling crowd.This time, she made a tactical gambit. Damon refused to let her go, so she had to think of another way. She was really exhausted from her pregnancy. Initially, she had no phone and was bored, so she continued sleeping. Later, Edna was particularly concerned about her mental well-being. She repeatedly advised against always sleeping and suggested she go for a walk in the garden, watch a movie, or play games. She instinctually knew Damon suggested these, so she pretended to be depressed. Coincidentally, dragonfruit was served among the fruits after dinner tonight. She staged a scene for him when she heard Damon's car from the window. To make it more convincing, she had dragon fruit juice in her mouth and bit a part of her cheek to display blood.She achieved her desired outcome—Damon brought her out of the villa and into a publ
Celeste leaned against the passenger seat of Megan's car and explained the whole situation to Megan. Megan was silent for a long time. Then, she said, "This is the end of your relationship with Damon."Someone as proud as him wouldn't continue to pester Celeste after finding out she was pregnant with someone else's baby. Celeste softly murmured in agreement. This was exactly what she wanted; it wasn't surprising to her."Do you regret it?" "A little, but it's better this way. There's no point going back and forth for this." Life had so much more to offer than some petty love affair.Celeste didn't have a phone for now, so Megan took her back to her own house to rest and texted Sebastian to let him know she was safe.Early the following day, Celeste returned to her own house. The Bishop family had brought Leo back. His eyes lit up when he saw her, and he jumped into her arms."Dad promised me you would return today, and you did!" He said.Celeste's heart trembled slightly—Da
The oak and kapok trees were designed with magnetic clasps. Celeste brought the two trees together, and they connected with a "click." She had previously received a standing ovation for this clever design.Damon said she lacked integrity and humiliated her by giving her the lowest score. It was also the day she visited his villa for the first time, never expecting to stay there after for over a year.She considered herself somewhat educated and dignified. If she hadn't had a difficult life, determined to avenge her mother, she wouldn't have approached Damon in such an ugly manner, forcing him to marry her.A love that was forced would eventually be taken away. Even if it weren't Fiona, it would have been someone else. Their fate was destined.Celeste smiled bitterly as her tears moistened.Savanna's "An Ode to the Crape Myrtle" was her interpretation of love."I must be the kapok tree beside you, standing with you as the image of a tree. Our roots are grounded firmly on the earth
On that day, Celeste invited Megan for afternoon tea after finishing a day's work at home. Megan brought many beautiful dresses, baby pacifiers, and dolls and proudly showed them to Celeste."I've already picked out gifts suitable for ages one to six for my goddaughter. When she learns to walk, I'll take her to Disneyland and Universal Studios," Megan said.Autumn was approaching. Celeste wore a knitted cardigan over a pure cotton sundress. Her belly was slightly bulged and couldn't be hidden anymore."How do you know it's a daughter?" she asked Megan with a smile."I have a good feeling about it. Plus, she probably won't be as smart as Leo. She'll be a lively and cute ordinary little girl," Megan said. "I'm manifesting it.""But what if it's a boy?" Celeste teased her."Then, so be it. I won't buy anything for him. He can wear his big brother's old clothes and play with his old toys," Megan began to sulk.Then, she remembered something and said hopefully, "Lately, I've been rea