I could tell they were reapplying their makeup because their lipstick and foundation pad were both open.My gaze shifted to a white, limited edition handbag. Or was it?"That bag's a fake, isn't it?" I asked, raising my chin at it.The young woman's face changed from panic to a scowl. "Don't you dare insinuate that! I'd never use anything but an authentic item! Maybe you should stop projecting what you don't have onto someone who does!"I snickered."I recognize that bag. It's supposed to be the one created by Berardi from Etalier, right? The handmade one, produced in only two versions—black and white." I paused. "The thing is, I personally know the owners of both bags."The other women paled."Yulia, didn't you get that bag after begging someone from the luxury fashion industry for help?" one of them asked."Girl, you showed it off on Instagram! People were so jealous of you!" another added.If word got out that her bag was a fake, her circle wouldn't let her live it down."
I grinned at Kevin. "You want an apology from me, right? Well, before that, how about we listen to what your partner had to say?"I played the recording of the conversation I'd overheard outside the cubicle.As expected, everyone within earshot went pale.Yulia panicked. "They were right about you! What kind of snake records everything at the drop of a hat like some snitch?! Mr. Kenway, you have to stay away from her, she's—"Before she could finish, Kevin slapped her across the cheek. Everyone jumped.I was surprised to realize I didn't need to say all the lines I had planned. It felt like things were already settled."I'm so sorry on behalf of my plus-one, Soren," Kevin said, turning to him immediately. "She offended both you and Miss Jones."He turned to Yulia, grumbling, "Don't want to get canceled by the industry? Then apologize to Miss Jones right now."I frowned. For some reason, seeing Yulia backed into a corner made me feel a little guilty. We were all here to celebrat
The drones suddenly lit up, gathering together to form what resembled the cover of a book. Then a line of words appeared: [This is the story of…]The drones changed position.First, they showed a girl caring for what appeared to be a sick boy. The girl seemed afraid of needles, yet she continued donating her blood.In the second scene, the boy was healed. They were getting married. The girl was seen sewing a suit for him and a gown for herself.In the third scene, the boy took the girl's gown and gave it to another woman before walking into the church with her.In the fourth scene, the girl tried to hold back her tears as everyone laughed at her. Just then, another boy appeared. He handed her a handkerchief, but she turned away and left.The fifth scene showed an auction. A precious bracelet belonging to the girl's late mother came up for bidding. The boy from earlier and his new wife tried to bid it away from her. The girl begged them to stop, but they didn't.In the sixth scen
I shook my head. My mouth refused to move, but in my mind, I screamed, "No! That's not true at all!"Soleil sidled up to me. "God, Ren, you really are a master at wasting an opening. Hug and kiss her already, you dork!"She shoved me straight into her brother's arms.Before I knew it, I was surrounded by him.The crowd roared with laughter as Richard quipped, "Where are the rings, man?!"I could no longer hold it in and laughed through my tears.Then someone shouted, "The fireworks have started!"Soren and I turned at the same time.The night sky erupted again, this time with a dazzling display of colorful sparks shot from boats traveling down the river.From our height, we could see the fireworks right before our eyes—sometimes even below us.I thought they looked like transient flowers of flame, blooming just for us.Then, toward the end, the fireworks formed words: [Happy New Year. May you have a bright year ahead!]So much happiness and contentment—feelings that had elu
Soren's face lit up, his expression shifting from surprise to pure joy. A radiant smile broke out on his lips, and even as he bit them, he couldn't suppress it.His smile was like the sun breaking through the clouds of my melancholy life, chasing away every shadow. My heart swelled in response, caught up in his happiness.Jean was still talking, but I couldn't focus on her anymore. It wasn't until I heard her say, "Oh, what the hell. You're distracted, aren't you? I'll leave you to it for now. Don't forget to save me some tea!" that I snapped back to reality.She ended the call before I could apologize.I set my phone down and gazed at Soren, pressing my lips together as tightly as I could—but I knew a smile still slipped out.Finally, I couldn't hold it back any longer. "Happy New Year, Handsome."Soren turned away, almost embarrassed by the breadth of his grin.Unfortunately, Soleil noticed. She rushed over to him and teased, "What the hell is with that goofy grin, Ren? What d
I didn't even know which message to respond to!Noticing my expression, Soren leaned in. "What's wrong?"I let him glance at my phone."What should I even say?" I grumbled.He smiled. "Just tell the truth.""You're going to go viral for a few days because of this.""I'm fine with that. I didn't commit any crime to get here. Let it be."I bit my lip, feeling a little shy. "This isn't how you were back then. You were mysterious, never staying in the spotlight for too long.""I don't mind being in the spotlight once or twice if it means I can protect you."I was speechless.I'd been asking myself the same question over and over—how had someone like me earned a man so flawless as my boyfriend?I still couldn't believe I was lucky enough to have his undying devotion, just because I'd accidentally saved his life twice.Was my life unlucky or lucky? Or had meeting him been the single blessing of my life?My phone rang, snapping me out of my stupor.It was from a string of number
"I know, I know," Soren replied, ruffling my hair. "But even if I talked to him, I wouldn't call it a waste of time or effort. It would be for you. Nothing I do for you could ever be a waste."I lifted my head and met his gaze, surprised. A warmth spread through me. He always had a unique way of framing things, and it was surprisingly persuasive."No, I don't want that. Let's not waste any more time on someone like him.""Your wish is my command."We locked eyes in silence.Suddenly, I felt a shift in the air between us. His gaze was so intense, so focused, that my heart started racing as I remembered what might happen next.If this were a drama, the way we were looking at each other, the chemistry, the tension—it would be the perfect setup for a typical romantic scene. Our faces would draw closer, and then, the man would tilt his head and kiss the woman.But we were in public! If anyone saw us, they'd cause a riot!I wasn't experienced with relationships, let alone public disp
My heart melted. "But Soren, I can't bear to see you condemned at all!"Then I looked out the window. God, that was so corny I couldn't even look at him anymore.Soren hugged me from behind, pressing his neck against my head. "Hearing you say that makes everything worth it."I smiled quietly. The joy and warmth I felt were indescribable. Even as I headed home, I was elated.Jean had sent me a lot of texts. The drone performance had gone viral, and now the Internet's comments were flooding in.Some were heartfelt, happy, and gently jealous. Others were mocking, accusatory, and hateful toward what they saw as the wealthy flexing.I was in such a good mood that none of the negative comments bothered me. In fact, I even fired back at some of the commenters with a newfound sense of superiority and pride.For those who accused Soren of being blind for choosing me, I gave my most scathing responses.Soren watched me chuckling to myself and asked about it."Just talking to the Interne
"So what? It's always couples' intimacy hour everywhere," Soren replied with a grin, leaning in for a kiss.I turned away. "You reek of alcohol!"He sniffed himself, clearly thinking he smelled bad, too. I expected him to ignore it and keep going, but instead, he pulled me upright. "Let's go. To the showers!"I guessed he was worried that our first time after two years would be ruined by bad breath and stench.He tried to lift me into his arms, but I was concerned he might be too tipsy. We had a playful struggle before he finally scooped me up in a bridal carry."I told you. I'm not drunk!" he insisted.I realized there was no escaping him today, so I reminded him, "Our son is still at the hospital, Soren. With Aunt Sarah.""Mm-hmm. Once his mommy and daddy love each other very much, he'll see us.""Soren! Be serious!""Loving my wife is the most serious thing there is."-Two months later, my grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. Soren and I had only just woken u
I got up and shot Soren a glance. "You guys must have been worried about him over these two years. Thank you for taking care of him.""Why, you're welcome," Richard replied with exaggerated pomp. "He didn't torment us, actually. He took it out on his subordinates. He worked like a machine, and everyone under him had to do the same. You should really thank his employees the most!"A pang shot through me as I looked at Soren. I'd heard about this from Jean, but hearing it again from his close friends only deepened that painful regret.I thought I'd been kind, but it was likely the cruelest thing I'd ever done to him. And yet, he held no blame against me and still loved me.It moved me. I filled both our glasses to the brim.Soren looked baffled. "What are you doing? They didn't specifically want to make you drink—""A toast to our relationship, my love," I said, passing him his glass.Soren froze, clearly not expecting this from me.The crowd, though, had already erupted into che
Being with Soren felt like a walk in the sunniest, coolest spring. He told me he loved me, and that made me his equal.Know what? It made me feel confident all of a sudden.We locked eyes for a long time before I pulled away."I… I'm basically unemployed right now," I muttered.I was about to launch a new business, but my grandmother's illness and my son's age forced me to set everything aside again."It wasn't easy raising a child alone, Tay, so don't put so much pressure on yourself. Besides, with your skills, it's only a matter of time before your career takes off again."I beamed. "You really think so? That's a lot of confidence, dude.""Of course I do." He held my hands. "Starting a business takes time and energy, so how about you move in with me? I'll raise our son while you focus on what you want to do."I laughed. "Oh God, was that the whole point of this talk from the start?"Soren laughed as well, his handsome face relaxing. "Well, now that we're getting married, whe
Soren smiled. "No need to doubt. That was one of my ulterior motives."So he wanted me to agree to our marriage because he wanted sex?!I stared at him, unmoving."Come on, I'm sending you both up," he said, his driver's presence making things awkward.Soren took the baby from my arms and strode inside.In the elevator, he stared at me without blinking.I grew self-conscious. "What?""Nothing. I just wanted to look at you, not missing a single detail," Soren replied matter-of-factly. "I hadn't dared do that before we started talking again because I was afraid you might be upset."I felt even more embarrassed.He set Silas in the cot, then turned to me and walked away.It was too late. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I saw his face loom over mine and cried out, "Don't do this, Soren! This is Amanda's place!"His reason and restraint were still functioning, turning his kiss into a brief peck."When will you move to my villa?" he breathed."N
I knew what had happened to me. I knew what two years had done to my face. A woman aged much faster when she had a child, after all.Celebrities looked the way they did because they didn't bear the weight of child-rearing. They had the money to pamper their faces and dedicate themselves to rigorous exercise routines.I had raised my son on my own. I had help when I needed it most, but most of the time, it was just me."So, you don't think I've grown older and uglier?" I muttered.Soren laughed."Oh, I do!" he teased. "But you're the mother of my son.""What does that mean?! And you said you weren't pitying me!"He laughed again—this time, affectionately. "I was joking. I don't think you're any less than who you were back then. I actually wish you'd grow older, too. That way, only I remain by your side."I couldn't come up with a response to something so ridiculous."Do you need me to throw a grand, elaborate proposal to finally convince you I'm serious about wanting to spend t
"It's the way he looks at you. His eyes look suspicious!"Suspicious, my ass. Jamie was so far away from him by now that there was no way Soren could see anything in Jamie's "eyes."I sneered. "Don't be daft. He's got a girlfriend now." "Oh, really?""Yes, really. Can we go now?"My old colleagues had been staring at us, and I really didn't want to become the subject of their gossip. I just wanted to leave.Soren finally told the driver to go.Silas had probably exhausted himself from crying. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep in my arms.Soren stretched his arms out. "Let me.""I'm fine. It's okay for him to sleep like this. My arms are fine," I replied.I didn't want to give him an excuse to enter Amanda's residence with me again. I was only here temporarily, and I certainly didn't want things to get... steamy and intimate at her place. Besides, I didn't want to be steamy with him, period.Soren withdrew his arms sheepishly and snickered to himself.Annoyed, and
"Hello?""When are you coming back?" Soren asked in a low voice.I stood and left the lively private room. "I'm having lunch with some old colleagues. What's up?""Wow. So while I was trying to handle our son, you went out to have fun," he whined.Please. He wanted Silas with him—he was just being dramatic.The wine gave me enough courage to respond, "Weren't you the one complaining about missing out on your son's childhood? I'm just being considerate.""Fine. Where are you? I'll bring Silas to you. He wants his mom now—no one here can calm him down," he replied.Just as I had expected.I figured lunch was nearing its end anyway, so I gave him the address. "Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you at the entrance.""Got it."I returned to the room and quietly told Amanda, "I have to leave soon. You guys go ahead."She checked her phone. "Nah, we should all start packing up. We still have to work this afternoon!""Oh, right."I paid for our meal while the others chatted.Whe
The company had seen some new hires, but many were familiar faces.Case in point: Cherry Birkin. Now Amanda's assistant and principal secretary, she was ecstatic to see me."Tay-Tay! You're back!" she cried, rushing over to grab my arms. "It really is you! I'm so glad you came to see us. After disappearing for two years, I honestly thought you'd never come back!"Amanda, who had been the one to welcome me, stood beside me, smiling. "See? Your old colleagues have been complaining about you being heartless.""Aww, I'm sorry for being gone so long! How about this? Lunch is on me! Cherry, gather the old crew and invite them over!""You got it!" she replied eagerly.I stepped into Amanda's office—the same one where I used to work.A lot had changed in the interior, but everything felt warm and welcoming. The company was thriving under her and Jamie's leadership.There was a knock at the door. I turned to see the man himself."So, you really are back, Taylor," he said with a grin. "
I was irritated. If I were being generous, I'd say Soren was being proactive. If I were being honest, though, I'd call it disrespectful—he was undermining my agency!"I haven't even agreed to this yet!" I snapped, straightening my back and glaring at him as the seniors watched. "Who gave you the right to make decisions for me?!"Soren barely reacted. "You overthink everything. You hesitate more than you need to, so I thought... why not just ask your grandmother and aunt?"Turning to Sarah, he added, "What do you think, Aunt Sarah? Do you approve of us being together?"Sarah blinked, stunned, then shot a quick glance at my grandmother. My grandmother raised her hand, as though she had something to say. I leaned in immediately. "I'm listening, Grandma..."She took a deep breath, grasped my hand, and said, her voice raspy, "I can tell… Ren really loves you… You have a child now… It's good for you two to just get married."She paused, then added, "That way, I… can finally let go...