Time seemed to stand still, and everything was frozen in place. This meal was doomed to end with no resolution.A forced relationship would never bring happiness. Even though Caroline liked Suzanne, forcing her and James to be together was impossible. James would never allow it.Meanwhile, Summer was enjoying a delightful afternoon tea with Kelly. They sat on high stools in front of the coffee shop with soft, beautiful music playing in the background.They had ordered two cups of mocha, each with a delicate latte art design on the surface. In such an environment, it was naturally pleasing to the eyes."How's work been going lately, Kelly?" Summer asked. Usually, she would invite Kelly out for a drink and chat every month.Since she got married, Summer's time had become much more limited. On top of that, running a company made it hard for her to go out whenever she wanted, like she used to. In order to maintain their friendship and keep them from drifting apart, Summer decided to m
Moreover, Kelly wasn't young anymore. Summer had been urging her to get married for the past three years, yet there was still no progress. Summer couldn't help but wonder if Kelly's sexual orientation was different.However, according to her observation of her best friend over the years, Kelly was perfectly normal. She had always been infatuated with handsome men. The first time Summer introduced James to Kelly, she was practically drooling over him. She even told Summer that if she didn't want James, she should give him to her. It was impossible for Kelly not to like men. The problem with Kelly was that her standards were too high, and she was too picky. In modern society, many women were like this—picky until they couldn't pick any more, eventually ending up alone. Summer was worried that Kelly would end up like that, so she asked, "You're working at Myers Corporation now, aren't you? There should be many excellent guys for you to meet.""Yeah, there are. But didn't I tell yo
Left with no other option, Summer decided to consult James. He was an heir of one of the four major families, so he should know many individuals as equally outstanding as himself.Holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee, Summer quietly approached James' room. She knocked on the door formally and asked, "James, are you free? I'd like to have a chat with you."In fact, the door wasn't locked and had been left slightly open. James, seated on a long chair inside and busy with work, looked up and said, "Summie, come in.""Okay." Summer sat down beside him, put down the coffee, and spoke in an extremely gentle tone. "I made you some Ichelean espresso. I called Xyla today, and she mentioned you like to drink this while working.""Yes, thank you." James took a sip of the coffee. As always, his expression was cold, and he showed no emotion.Seeing his expressionless demeanor, Summer thought it was a good time to bring up her request. Just as Summer was about to speak, James spoke first, "
In the next second, Summer felt something was off because James' lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Summie, since you're being so naughty, don't blame me for being ruthless." As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted Summer up and threw her onto the bed. Startled, Summer flailed her arms and legs. "What are you doing? Pervert!""Do you have the right to call me that?" James caressed Summer's smooth, delicate face as their eyes locked. Flames of love danced between them.Now, lying on the bed, their shadows intertwined like two swans playing sweetly on a lake. At this moment, words became redundant. They didn't speak but instead embraced each other with tacit understanding.The warm light illuminated the intricate patterns on the exquisitely carved ceramic tiles on the wall. Clothes were scattered on the red cotton carpet.As they lay together, intimately connected, Summer and James were like fish swimming together or like intertwined branches of a tree. They blended seamle
Summer tapped on James' shoulder and smiled. "What happened to your face? Haha! This is hilarious. Actually, it kind of suits you. You look good." James' face stiffened as he tried to control his temper. Wiping his face with a damp cloth, he growled, "Summie, can you tell me what's going on?""Huh? How would I know what happened? I just woke up." After a short pause, Summer continued with a puzzled expression, "It's really strange. Why would these weird things appear on your face? "Did a thief sneak in at night to draw on your cheeks? Or did pens grow legs and wander around your face?"Summer couldn't help but laugh at her joke. If a thief did break into the house, what kind of fool would waste time drawing on James' face instead of stealing valuables?And the idea of pens growing legs? Only a child would believe such nonsense.James, sharp as ever, wasn't buying it. He took a step closer, looming over her. "Summie, it's just you and me here. Who else could've done this?"Cl
Summer lifted her head after speaking and signaled for James to draw on her face, too. To her surprise, James didn't draw on her face. Instead, he caught her off guard with a sudden kiss. His lips were surprisingly cool against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.When Summer snapped back to reality, her face burned a fiery red. Flustered, she stammered, "W-What are you doing? I never asked you to kiss me."James chuckled and replied, "Think of it as a punishment. Honestly, I wouldn't be able to bring myself to draw on your beautiful face. So, a kiss felt like the better option." This was a whole new side of James. He rarely complimented anyone, and expressing warmth wasn't his style. But here he was, surprisingly being romantic. Moreover, James claimed the kiss was a punishment. If that were his idea of punishment, Summer wouldn't mind him doing it a few more times. James had stirred Summer's heart, sending ripples of emotions coursing through her veins. The love hi
Summer rolled her eyes at Keith and tried to yank the car door open. "If you don't want me talking, then fine. Goodbye!"Summer was about to hop out when she realized the door was locked. The car's door had an automatic locking mechanism, which only the driver could unlock.Before Summer could ask Keith to unlock the door for her, he pressed the clutch and caused the car to lurch forward. His body lifted off the seat. In the blink of an eye, the yellow sports car was speeding down the street.The engine roared, and a streak of yellow light zoomed down the street. Even though Summer wasn't prone to motion sickness, she felt nauseous, and her stomach churned from the violent motion. "Stop the car, Keith! What's wrong with you? What are you trying to do?" Keith didn't respond to Summer's questions. He kept driving as if her life didn't matter. The car continued to sway violently. They had left the smooth roads and were now on a rugged dirt path. The bumpy ride, filled with rocks
Summer took a step closer and poked Keith in the arm. "Hey, what's the deal? You brought me here and haven't said a word.""I want you to accompany me.""Accompany you? Are you kidding? I'm busy!" It was 12:15 pm, half an hour before Summer's date with James. She had planned to have lunch with him but was dragged away by Keith.Shaking Keith's arm vigorously, Summer shouted, "Take me back right now! I don't care if you're in a bad mood. I'm not staying with you.""Are you really that eager to see James?""Of course.""What if he disappeared?" Keith's tone was serious, almost grave. Summer felt a chill run down her spine at the thought. If James vanished, she couldn't imagine how she would cope.Since Summer married James, he had become an integral part of her life. Their daily interactions and deep bonds had made them inseparable. If he were to be gone, Summer knew she would be devastated.But the idea seemed absurd. Summer tried to laugh it off. "What are you talking about