Indeed, Bella had already boarded the plane. There were a total of eight people on this trip, four men and four women. Because it was a business trip with a tourism element, everyone was in a good mood. Sitting beside Bella was a girl named Bonnie, who was getting married soon and was particularly looking forward to the trip to Thailand. She mentioned planning to go to Thailand to take wedding photos, so this trip was a perfect opportunity to check it out. Bella felt a bit envious; although she had spent a lot on her wedding photos, Calvin hadn't smiled once throughout the process, behaving like a mere prop. Upon hearing their conversation, Devon glanced over and said with a smile, "If you want to take photos, just let Oliver do it." Oliver was their colleague responsible for photography. Upon hearing Mr. Devon's words, Oliver immediately agreed, "Leave it to me. I'll make sure you all look stunning from head to toe." Bonnie leaned forward, "Deal. I'll have you take a set of portrai
Listening to the noisy knocking and conversation on the other end of the phone, as well as Bella's hurried responses, he quickly gave her a few instructions and let her go. Bella really didn't have time to talk on the phone at the moment. When she went out, she saw Devon wearing a T-shirt and beach shorts, chatting with Bonnie in the room. When he saw Bella coming out, he smiled and said, "Get ready. We're going swimming." Bella was a bit dumbfounded. It seemed that this business trip had more leisure activities than she had expected. Whatever, if the boss said to go swimming, why would she worry about work? She hurriedly rummaged through her suitcase for her swimsuit, and heard Devon ask, "Do you guys know how to swim?" None of them knew how to swim, and Devon seemed a bit helpless. He smiled and said, "Looks like we need to give you all a crash course in swimming." Bella didn't even lift her head, thinking that Devon might be treating this trip to Thailand as a vacation, feeling
Bella frowned tightly, what did he mean? Could he help her? Help her for no reason at all? She might not have ambitions, but she wasn't stupid. The messages he implied both directly and indirectly, along with his previous actions, made her unable to help but think in that direction. Unwritten rules? How could he have the nerve to blatantly make such a request? Did he think she was that kind of person? Or did he think she simply couldn't and wouldn't refuse? Devon didn't say anything more, casually ending the conversation and telling her not to overthink it and rest well. Bella felt nauseous, sitting alone afterward, replaying the sequence of events in her mind. Where did it all start? When he inexplicably called her to the office that day, saying some ambiguous things, did he start setting traps for her from that moment? Unwritten rules like this happening to her, if she mentioned it to Fiona, Fiona would definitely laugh at her for being delusional. How could a married woman like h
The next day, Bonnie and Flora were startled by Bella's swollen eyes. How did she end up like this overnight? Bella didn't need a mirror to know her eyes must look terrible. Faced with their concern, she could only attribute it to drinking too much water and not sleeping well the night before. In a rush in the morning, she quickly applied cold compress and headed out again. As expected, her haggard appearance prompted everyone to inquire about what happened. Devon was skeptical of her explanation and joked, "I thought you cried all night. We worked hard yesterday, let's finish early today." Everyone agreed, even starting to plan the evening's activities. Bella forced a smile, eating her breakfast like wax, hoping this disastrous trip would end soon. Suddenly, Devon pushed something towards her. She looked at him puzzled. Wasn't this the phone he offered her yesterday? She had declined. Devon calmly said, "There's no time to buy a new phone now. Use this one for now, and return it t
Women always have more going on than men, just like now, where Devon and the others chatted away, but there were still hardly any women coming down. Since there was no rush, everyone displayed unusual patience. Oliver was discussing the post-processing effects of today's photos,when suddenly, a person silently took a seat on the left single sofa. Oliver stopped talking, looking at the newcomer with confusion. Although the sofa was public, the fact that they were all sitting together indicated they knew each other. So, even if there was an empty sofa, most people wouldn't sit there. However, looking around the entire lobby, this was the only place to rest, so perhaps this person was just tired? After the newcomer sat down, he immediately attracted attention, but he didn't seem uncomfortable at all. He sat leisurely, surveying the huge decorative painting in the lobby. Devon and the others exchanged glances; this person was quite interesting. Oliver couldn't help but keep glancing at
There's no doubt that Calvin is assertive, yet at the same time, he's also restrained. However, when facing Bella, apart from their intimate encounters, he has never been forceful with her. Even during their divorce, he patiently handed over the initiative to her, but now it seems like they won't be divorcing anymore; he can't seem to find a reason to. Life suddenly became interesting, or perhaps Bella suddenly reverted to the blushing Bella he once knew. Ultimately, he still enjoys the almost worshipful look in her eyes. Bella was kissed until she was breathless, and she pushed back slightly, leaning against his lips, her breath unstable. "Calvin, it's really nice that you're here." Her short sentences were interrupted by his pecking, and the stubble that had just emerged made her feel itchy and numb, laughing as she tried to dodge. "It's prickly, stop it." Her pleading didn't stop his affectionate gestures, Calvin deliberately using the stubble to gently brush against her cheek, l
As Bella had anticipated, the barbecue dinner was a bit challenging. Her colleagues tried hard to find lively topics to create an atmosphere, but Calvin always remained detached from the group, only occasionally responding with a word or two. For example, someone told a joke, and everyone at the table burst into laughter, except for him, who remained unaffected. Bella couldn't bear watching this; even if he didn't find it funny, couldn't he at least relax his expression a bit? Under Bella's gaze, he finally nodded and said it was quite interesting, but this only made the atmosphere even more awkward. Except for Devon, everyone else felt as if the boss was eavesdropping on their casual conversation. Calvin's demeanor at the barbecue stall was more like listening to a subordinate's report than enjoying barbecue. Fortunately, his attention was all on Bella, which made people feel that he was just an ordinary man who cared for his wife. But in the eyes of the women present, such care fo
"No! Who would touch their chin to seduce someone?" Bella answered decisively. This man was truly split; serious and composed in public but mischievous behind closed doors. He wasn't like this before. She suddenly drifted off, when did he start to change like this? She wasn't sure, but honestly, she liked this version of him.In the past, he would still prioritize her matters, but that sense of being the top priority always felt like a duty. She was a task he had to prioritize, unrelated to love. Perhaps, since she asked him to say "I love you," they truly began to love each other? It's hard to say, but now they were filled with happiness.Her waist tightened, and he pulled her into his arms. Calvin chuckled, "Touching your chin doesn't count, then you can touch other places."Bella's face turned red, Pushing his chest to leave. As she pushed against his chest to leave, she noticed that he was a bit more talkative now, but his words made her feel shy to respond. What other places was