"I don't agree!" Rolland's response was blunt."There's no rush to move out so quickly. You can continue living with me for a while and then gradually find a suitable place."Originally, Rowan and James had set up an appointment to view the house. Upon learning about it, Rolland spent a considerable time negotiating the terms, seemingly intending to accompany her.He claimed he was there to assist her in making an informed choice, yet from his expression now, Rowan felt as if he had already decided to object right then and there.Helplessly, she offered, "Rolland, I find this place quite fitting."He remained obstinate in his stance."I don't think it's the right move! Rushing into a decision after a couple of showings is ill-advised. If you end up dissatisfied, changing your mind later will be even more troublesome."Rowan gestured with her hands, exasperated. "Where exactly is it unsuitable?"Rolland was momentarily speechless."The decor is excellent, the rent is affordable, and it
Richard walked into the coffee shop for his meeting with Rowan. As soon as he entered, he spotted Rowan sitting by the window, wearing a pale yellow dress and looking lost in thought.His footsteps slowed down when he heard a noise. He walked towards her table uncertainly. It wasn't that he was too noticeable, but the big white dog sitting beside him was drawing a lot of attention.He approached gradually, and the white dog gazed at him with its head tilted, not taking its eyes off him. The dog even stuck out its tongue in an adorable way.Even though the dog seemed friendly, Richard took cautious steps. He didn't want to startle the dog and cause any trouble in the cafe.Richard was also puzzled about Rowan's sudden invitation. He moved closer to the small table by the window. Finally, Rowan turned around from staring outside, noticing his arrival.She stood up and greeted him with a smile, "You're here."Richard glanced at the white dog resting by her feet. The dog remained in its s
David put down the pen he had picked up less than a minute ago. He leaned back in his office chair. He looked carefully at his secretary and asked, "When did she come to see you?" Richard replied honestly, "Just now, during lunch break." "She told you to send a message. You need to send it, Richard. Remember, I'm the one who pays your salary." David's words didn't scare Richard. He replied confidently, "Yes, it's you. That's why I work hard to solve your problems." David smirked. He reached out with his slim fingers, picked up a cowhide envelope from the table, and tossed it in Richard's direction. "Take this and go." After saying that, he went back to looking at the documents on the table, ignoring how Richard reacted. With a sigh, Richard reached out and took the envelope. He had thought Mr. David would ask some questions, but he wasn't even mentioning names now. Suddenly, Richard felt a bit embarrassed. He turned around and took a couple of steps before something crossed h
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