Harmonia snapped back to reality, looked at Hector with a smile, and shook her head as she said, “It’s nothing. I just feel a little tired.”“Should I speed up, then?” Hector accelerated the car as soon as his words fell. Since Harmonia was sleepy, he naturally wanted to get her home as quickly as possible. Regardless of how good or luxurious the car was, it could never compare to the comfort of a bed!-Upon reaching Heron Bay Villa, the siblings bid each other goodnight before Harmonia entered her bedroom with a smile. Hector did not withdraw his gaze as he watched the door close behind her. The smile on his handsome face gradually faded as he murmured to himself, “Uttering ‘I like you’ is infinitely more difficult than calling you my sister a thousand times.”He simply could not bring himself to say those few words to her, to let her know his feelings. It was such a simple phrase, yet it was beyond his capability. He hesitated for countless days and nights without resolve a
“Rio means that Miss Marsh is so beautiful and stunning, so she’s the perfect match for you, Sir.”Dominic was well aware that Dimas had taken an interest in Harmonia, otherwise, he would not have invested so much time and effort in her. However, Dimas could not enjoy marital freedom. After all, once his family found out, a bloody conflict seemed to be inevitable. Dominic had served Dimas for twelve years and had thought about countless reasons that a conflict would occur, but he never thought that it would be for a woman. What could be done? Dimas really liked Harmonia. Silence prevailed in the car. Dimas remained silent and only looked at the few photos in his hand. His gaze toward Harmonia was gentle, but the look he directed at Hector instantly turned into an expression as if he was gazing at his rival in love. ‘Hector, I bet that you don’t dare to express your feelings.’-Harmonia received a call from Dominic early the next morning. “Good morning, Miss Marsh. The mur
The subconscious movement was a symphony of precision, speed, and accuracy! Louis, who was standing not far away, found himself on the precipice of shock and astonishment, so much so that his eyes were about to pop out!"I was afraid you might sprain your ankle, so I’ve grown accustomed to acting on reflex.” Dimas remained calm, his countenance resolute, and his heartbeat maintaining an equilibrium at the pinnacle of tranquility.Harmonia, caught in a moment of bewilderment, thought to herself, ‘I’m not accustomed to it.’Louis thought to himself, ‘They have already reached the point where he has already gotten used to it? Oh, gosh!’They then began the process and proceeded with the interview.“Aren't you going to look at my resume?” Dimas handed his resume to Harmonia. Harmonia looked through the resume, which, besides simple details like name and gender, had a marital status that stood out because it was particularly highlighted in red—Single!Harmonia found herself immediatel
Subsequently, he picked up a clean mask from the nearby table, intending to put it on for Harmonia. Harmonia, guided by instinctive reflex, adeptly evaded the approaching mask.“The scent can be overwhelming; it's better to put on a mask,” Dimas explained.“I'll put it on myself,” Harmonia responded and swiftly put on the mask. Several interns in the back row silently took masks and put them on as well. No comparison, no hurt; the degree of this injury was comparable to a box falling to the ground.Afterward, Dimas put on the gloves again and began to adjust the colors. The interns on the periphery stood agape. They had previously thought the handsome guy's eyes were profound, like a vast galaxy, but in reality, the handsome guy's eyes came with a color palette, each adjustment precise—filling, coloring, outlining, depicting. His movements, akin to the brushstrokes of a true maestro, revealed the mastery inherent in his craft.“Amazing! His skills are on par with Miss Harmonia.”“
“We can't stop him at all; he's about to break in!” Upon receiving this alarming revelation, Harmonia immediately ran outside the villa. However, Dimas did not follow her but instead asked a nearby employee, “Which is Miss Marsh’s workstation?” The employee, visibly uneasy, pointed toward a nearby location. After expressing his gratitude, Dimas walked toward Harmonia's workstation, finding it immaculately clean with nothing on the desk. He retrieved a small photo frame from his coat pocket and carefully placed it in a prominent position, poised to captivate the gaze of any onlooker. He gently bit his lip in satisfaction. It was perfect. In the next moment, he gracefully exited the laboratory. The very instant Dimas vacated the premises, a cascade of movement ensued, with everyone hastening toward the workstation to marvel at the intricately framed photograph.“Oh, heavens! Sisters, come and take a look! It’s a photograph of them!”“Was she being carried on his back in this phot
Harmonia’s poised voice sounded before Dimas could utter a word.“Absalom Terran, we are already divorced!” She stated an unalterable fact with an air of extraordinary serenity. Despite the shock inflicted by the photograph, upon contemplation, it appeared to be the most straightforward and direct approach to counter Absalom, compelling him to take his leave.“We can remarry.” Absalom peered at her with an astonishingly earnest gaze, his tone devoid of any uncertainty, revealing a determination that was never heard before.A deafening boom reverberated as a deluge of rain cascaded down, accompanied by a symphony of thunder.Harmonia, however, laughed derisively. “The thunder roared so resoundingly, but haven’t you awakened from your dream?”She had long woken up from her dream.Absalom cast his gaze downward, advancing slowly toward Harmonia. He lowered his head, his gaze melancholic as he stared at her and asked in a voice audible only to the two of them, “Monia, you have woken
Harmonia raised her gaze only to find Dimas standing amidst the downpour, holding a black umbrella above her head. He looked down at Harmonia and uttered a single phrase, “The ambulance has arrived.”It was a simple sentence, yet it resonated like a life-saving antidote.Harmonia heard the blaring siren of the ambulance. She looked up and saw doctors swiftly descending from the ambulance. They attempted to lift Absalom onto a gurney, but his fingers were firmly entwined with Harmonia's. The doctors were taken aback and speechless as they struggled to comprehend this unprecedented situation.The blood on the ground could not be washed away amidst the heavy rain. It became evident how severe his injuries were. Nevertheless, he clung tightly to her fingers with his last ounce of strength.Suddenly, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up, and Holly hastily emerged from the car. “Absalom!”Holly witnessed this situation and saw Absalom gripping tightly onto Harmonia’s fingers. They could not be
Harmonia regained her senses, turning her head to look at Dimas, who was sitting beside her. Her clear eyes gradually widened.Dimas, however, calmly asked, “You're drenched. Do you feel cold?” Harmonia was stunned for a moment, then gently shook her head. She was about to return his suit when she heard him say, “The suit you bought for me is rightfully draped on you, so wear it properly and don't catch a cold.”Dimas’s two sentences completely blocked whatever Harmonia was going to say next. Meanwhile, Absalom watched the scene with utmost clarity.The medical staff continued to clean Absalom's wounds. He grunted twice, and the grip of his fingers entwined with Harmonia’s suddenly tightened. This action made Harmonia turn her gaze towards him.“You're awake.” Harmonia subconsciously tried to withdraw her hand, but he held onto it tightly, leaving her with no possibility of escape.“Hiss…” Absalom gasped. The medical staff attending to his wounds were stunned. “Did we use too