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After work, David didn't go straight to the apartment.He texted Flora about working overtime, but she accidentally drove the car back to the mansion.The day after Rowan moved out, he returned alone to see it.The room hasn't really changed. She didn't take much when she left, but it now feels much emptier.The silence, with no one around, made the mansion feel like a deserted and lifeless city.He stood in the living room for a bit. He didn't even go upstairs to check what she had taken. So, he turned and walked away.Today, these thoughts came to him. Maybe Richard's words made him remember someone, or maybe it's because this time has been really tiring.Both the Thompson family's old house and Flora's side have their own opinions, pushing him to take their side, and it's making him uneasy.All he wanted was to find a calm, quiet place to get a good night's sleep. But it seems like things are changing faster than his plans.He had just parked the car and was about to open the door
Bingo ran into the living room like it was having a good time. It went straight to the doll that Rowan had thrown.Bingo's toys were bought a while back. They were kept in the corner of the living room instead of giving them to James last time.Bingo really liked the small fish toy.Rowan came into the living room. Bingo was lying on the floor, holding the fish in its mouth. It was having so much fun that it didn't even respond to its name.Rowan went over and knelt down. She touched Bingo's soft fur."Bingo, let's go!" she said.She took the rope around Bingo's neck and stood up.Bingo followed her and stood up too. But it didn't want to let go of the cloth fish.Rowan smiled, "You like it that much, huh? Then you can take it home with you."The toy was originally bought for Bingo, and there was no reason to make it put the toy down. Rowan led Bingo with one hand and leaned on her bag with the other, getting ready to leave.As she turned around, she saw that David had also come into
David had a complex look in his eyes.He softly inquired, "Does someone wait for you at home?"Rowan was surprised for a moment, then understood his mistake.In their last two meetings, he wrongly thought there was a special closeness between her and Janes. Now, it didn't matter if he kept misunderstanding, as long as she could get away smoothly.So, Rowan didn't say no.After a pause, he asked casually, "Aren't you the one needing to hurry back?""Yes," David agreed quickly.Rowan realized she was making things uncomfortable by asking too much.She looked away, as if trying to hide, afraid to see his expression.Rowan put on a relaxed facade and spoke, "If there's nothing else, I'll head out first. You should go back early too."As she bent down to guide the dog, David suddenly questioned, "What did you tell my dad that day?"Rowan's hand holding onto the dog's leash paused. In the past, whenever this question came up, it led to unfounded assumptions and conflict. But this was the fi
Time appears to have regressed by over half a month.Simultaneously, Rowan found herself sprawled next to the bathroom toilet on the villa's first floor, her body wracked with uncomfortable retching.Leaning against the door frame, arms folded, David observed her every move in silence. Moments stretched on.Her delicate form remained draped over the toilet, showing no sign of respite.With a faint sigh, he finally stepped forward. As before, he crouched down behind her and gently patted her back.His hands encountered a warm sensation, revealing that this woman was far frailer than he had envisioned. The touch conveyed the prominence of her bones beneath the skin. He instinctively adjusted his touch, a touch of tenderness creeping into his actions."Feeling any better?" he inquired, his voice softer than he realized.Rowan struggled to respond, the discomfort in her stomach slowly subsiding. Yet, she could only bow her head, taking slow, deliberate breaths to ease the lingering unease
It was evident that David's complexion was in a state of disarray, although he didn't attempt to counter the woman's intense gaze. Abruptly, he rose from the sofa and declared, "I'll escort you home."Caught off guard, the woman paused for a moment. She declined, stating, "I'll drive myself."Persisting, David asserted, "Then I'll accompany you on the way."He hastened towards the living room's exit and glanced back to see the woman still seated on the coffee table, her gaze vacant. His brows furrowed as he prompted, "Let's go."She responded with a faint "oh," finally returning to her senses. She lifted the strap of the medical box that had recently been placed on the ground and slung it over her shoulder.Before departing, she cast a glance at Rowan, who seemed lost in thought, leaving her to wonder about her contemplations. Unexpectedly, she leaned down and whispered into Rowan's ear.She giggled softly, "Congratulations, Miss Rowan! I've known my junior for so many years, and I've
The silence hung in the air for what felt like an eternity, each passing second stretching out like the weight of decades on Rowan's shoulders.She battled with her own hesitation, a war raging within her, until she could no longer contain it. Her voice, hoarse and uncertain, broke the stillness."You believe this is James' child," she uttered.David's response was a question, wrapped in a mixture of disbelief and curiosity, "Isn't it?"He closed the physical gap between them in just a couple of strides, leaning in until his face was inches from hers. His words were a low whisper, carrying a sense of both challenge and intrigue, "Or are you about to tell me that you're carrying my child?"Their proximity made it impossible for Rowan to ignore the sardonic curl of his lips, blown up to an exaggerated scale. She swallowed hard, a lump forming in her throat.The confession she longed to make lingered unspoken, trapped in her chest. She realized, deep down, that no matter how earnest her
Tears still glistened in Rowan's eyes, tracing down both cheeks as she spoke with excitement. She didn't attempt to wipe them away, her wrist held in his grasp. Despite her words, it seemed like she hardly minded the tears, her misty eyes and flushed cheeks betraying her fervor.She resembled a young animal backed into a corner, standing her ground against him with unwavering determination. A strange feeling welled up within him, almost compelling him to release her hand. But the next moment, he recalled why he needed to maintain control.The delicate woman before him, outwardly demure, held a personality in stark contrast. She had manipulated him into marriage, and now she had cleverly maneuvered him once more. The memories of his own hesitations and regrets surged, stoking uncontrollable anger. And now, pregnant with another man's child, she audaciously stood before him, attempting to shake his composure.With each passing thought, his anger intensified, displacing the earlier odd e
Rowan hesitated, still unsure.After a restless night of tossing and turning, she began to feel that pulling James into the mess might just complicate things further.Even if David is truly angry, can she make him leave her alone if she drags James into it?If David becomes even more furious and takes aggressive actions, the drawbacks might be worse than the benefits.With frustration, she realized she shouldn't have involved an innocent person in these troubles just due to a momentary selfish urge.Finally, she decided and said, "Don't come down, I'll handle it."James noticed the change in her expression and could guess why she changed her mind temporarily.He comforted her gently, "You don't need to worry about bothering me, it's not a bother."Rowan smiled thankfully but insisted, "Last night, I was too anxious to think clearly. This issue between him and me shouldn't have dragged you in. I should go down and talk to him alone! After a night, he shouldn't be as unreasonable as ye