The tattoo artist saw what Jenna had typed in her notes app and immediately realized she could not speak. He was surprised for a moment. “That would depend on how big the tattoo is. If not, you can tattoo another one in the same place.”Jenna nodded, then turned around to look at Quinn. [Are you taking it off yourself or should I do it for you?]Quinn was speechless as he remembered saying something similar to Jenna while at the hotel. He had not expected her to retaliate today.A hint of helplessness leaked through his cold expression and he quickly took off his t-shirt.The tattoo artist saw Quinn’s muscled upper body and he looked at him admiringly. “Is your boyfriend a model? His body is amazing. I can’t get a body like that even if I go to the gym.”[Boss, I asked you to remove his tattoo, not look at his body.] After typing that, Jenna pointed at Quinn’s chest.The tattoo artist saw the thumbnail-sized light purple frangipani flower tattoo on Quinn’s chest.“So small? I on
Quinn felt Jenna’s fingers sliding over his skin and it was ticklish, so he grabbed her hand. He looked down to see her eyes curved, seeming very happy.He laughed, his voice low. “Satisfied?”Jenna raised her eyebrows at him, indicating ‘of course’. When they were settling the bill, Jenna paid the tattoo artist an extra five hundred dollars as a bonus, making the artist incredibly happy.He personally saw them out and told Jenna to come to him if she wanted to get a tattoo. He guaranteed that she would be satisfied.By the time Quinn and Jenna got back to the hotel, it was past 1 AM and everything was quiet.However, Jenna did not feel sleepy.She went to the bathroom to do her skincare and got into bed, snuggling into Quinn’s arms. She leaned her head on his arm when they laid down so he could easily see her phone screen. [How did you meet Ivy?]“Why do you always like to ask these kinds of things?” Quinn had noticed that every time she asked, not long after, she would work
As Jenna listened to Quinn, she frowned slightly.Quinn was a layman, so he would not know, but a musician’s hands were even more precious than any instrument. Their hands were their lifeline, so if their hands had been injured, they would rest well.They would not take the risk of not being able to hold an instrument for the rest of their lives and practice forcefully…Would Ivy be so careless about her hands?Jenna was deep in thought when she unconsciously looked up, but saw Quinn’s gaze darken seemingly in remembrance of the past, with faint tenderness in his eyes.Jealousy immediately swelled in her heart and she pinched his face forcefully before rolling out of his arms and wrapping herself in the blanket.Quinn looked at her throwing her mini tantrum and said helplessly, “Weren’t you the one who wanted to know?”Jenna kicked him, then showed him her phone. [I just asked how you guys met. Who asked you to say so much?][You still remember so clearly even though it was suc
Many years ago, when Jenna had just started playing the violin, she got tonsillitis from leaving the air conditioning on too cold at night while she was sleeping. It was so severe she could not speak.At the time, her parents were busy too, and she was very bored staying alone at the hospital, so she asked a helper to bring her violin over.Mr. Radcliff had arranged for Jenna to stay in one of the best VIP rooms in City General that came with a balcony. As it was very expensive, there were very few patients who could afford to stay there.She did not worry that her practice would disturb others either and played the same song over and over again every day.Later on, an older boy appeared on the neighboring room’s balcony.The older boy was very tall and had an outstanding demeanor, but his eyes were wrapped in thick gauze and seemed to have been injured.He would stand by the railing as if listening to her practice.Jenna had only just started learning to play the violin. The ol
When Jenna woke up, it was already past 3 PM.She had little recollection of what happened in the early morning and rubbed her eyes as she got out of bed in a daze. The moment her feet touched the ground, the soreness of her thighs nearly made her fall.She barely managed to stop herself from falling by supporting herself against the bed.Snatching the phone on the bedside table, she texted Quinn who had long left the room. [You’re inhuman, Quinn Forester!]Not long after she sent the text, the bedroom door opened.Quinn walked in, dressed in a white shirt and black pants. The shirt was tightly buttoned from top to bottom, making him look cold and aloof, but there was a faint look of satisfaction on his face.He looked at Jenna who was sprawled beside the bed with a cold expression and laughed. Picking her up, he carried her into the bathroom.Jenna was still furiously typing. [You’re inhuman! You’re scum! A beast!]“You started it first,” Quinn said.He was going to put Jenna
“Your legs are sore. It’s not like you’re blind.” Quinn glanced at Jenna mildly. “And you’re reading that book for yourself, not for me.”Upon hearing his straightforward words, Jenna threw the book at him angrily and pulled the blankets high to cover herself with.Quinn caught the book thrown at his chest and rubbed his forehead helplessly.After dealing with the rest of his emails, he closed his laptop and walked toward the bed. After getting into bed, he took Jenna into his arms, blanket and all. “Come out, I’ll read it with you.”The blanket was very thin and was specially designed and provided for the summer.Through the thin blanket, she could clearly feel she was leaning against a broad chest. After wriggling around a bit, she managed to remove the blanket covering her head.Quinn had already opened the book to the page she had bookmarked.When he saw her head pop out, he glanced at her. “Jenna, I realized you’re becoming more and more self-indulgent lately.”Jenna rolle
Quinn was helpless against her and called the hotel reception. Around ten minutes later, an attendant delivered two plates of fresh fruits and a bowl of strawberry ice cream to their room.Nestled in Quinn’s arms comfortably, Jenna ate her bowl of ice cream.Quinn watched a hair braiding tutorial on his tablet. Separating Jenna’s long hair into a few parts, he quickly weaved her hair into a fishbone braid.Jenna’s eyes brightened and she seemed as if she wanted to praise him but having no way of typing on her phone, she scooped a spoonful of ice cream and brought it to his mouth.Quinn frowned because he did not like sweet food, but he still leaned down to eat it.Brushing away a hair stuck to the corner of Jenna’s mouth, he asked calmly in his low voice, “You said you knew one of my secrets earlier. What secret?”Jenna smiled and ate another spoonful of ice cream but did not reply.She knew the older boy from fourteen years ago was Quinn Forester, but he had mistaken someone el
Jenna pulled Quinn along as she checked out the entire jet, then pulled out her phone to type.[Number what am I to get on this private jet?]Quinn glanced sideways at her phone screen. “This plane was just bought not long ago. I was originally planning to give it to Grandmother for her birthday. It would have been convenient for Grandmother to go anywhere she liked once the overseas flight routes were arranged, but since you seem to like it, I’ll give Grandmother something else instead.”So, she was the first to take this private plane…An inexplicable sense of satisfaction and joy welled up in Jenna’s heart and she tiptoed to kiss Quinn on the cheek before pulling him toward the theater.By the time she finished watching a movie with Quinn, the plane had landed in Hevedburgh.Once they reached Sandalwood Palace and Aunt Lily opened the door, Jenna ran over to hug her, nuzzling her head against Aunt Lily’s shoulder.Aunt Lily saw that Jenna was not speaking and asked curiously,