Luke's heart was now flooded with chaos, and his chest weighed heavily. He regretted involving Ivy in this mess a thousand times. Thinking of Ivy, Luke suddenly looked her way, finding her gaze fixed upon him. The agony etched deep within his eyes was starkly evident on his face. As a perceptive individual, Ivy easily discerned Luke's unstable emotions. Meanwhile, the girl standing beside Luke continued to enthusiastically greet the guests, her smile bright and cheerful, but it flickered out as she stopped beside Ivy, her gaze towards Ivy deep and inscrutable.Oh God, the very thing Luke feared had finally happened.Silence engulfed the banquet hall, no applause resounding too loud or too long, then the reaction of Luke, the male protagonist of the event. Immediately, all eyes suddenly turned towards Ivy, the unexpected focus of attention, standing somewhat dazed near the entrance.How would the girl to whom Luke had personally declared his love react to this shock?"Ivy!" he whispere
"Luke, what on earth were you doing?" Tegan scolded loudly, but Luke seemed indifferent. Tegan hurriedly ran up to the stage to assist the girl. "Are you okay?" Tegan asked with concern, and the girl shook her head, her face filled with sadness. She never expected Luke to act like that, especially in front of so many people. Luke's older brother also berated him. "Do you realize how foolish you've been? Take a look at your behavior!" Luke remained indifferent, not bothering to argue, acknowledging that it was his fault, so he would remain silent and listen to the heavy words. It seemed like everyone's attention was focused on the stage, except for Ryan and Ivy. While Ivy was lost in her imaginary world, Ryan concentrated his attention. After exhausting all possible words to express Luke's stubbornness, the Evans siblings sighed helplessly. As a moment of quiet settled, Luke remembered something more important and looked down, deciding to approach Ivy again. "Luke," Mariko hurri
"I think we should go out there and help her," Mason suggested, unable to bear it any longer. But Ryan remained rooted in place. The lawyer bit his lip and turned away, resigned to his cowardice. Both Ryan and Mason knew the situation wasn't simple, which left them feeling helpless despite their desire to assist her. As for Ivy, she knew there wouldn't be any knight in shining armor coming to her rescue in her life. And she didn't even wish for it to happen. The handsome hero only exists in romance novels, and romance novels aren't real. Now Ivy felt true loneliness—a bit of hurt. But she wouldn't cry because these matters weren't worth shedding tears over. As for Luke, disregarding all obstacles, he chose to trust her. Firmly brushing off the hand of the girl beside him, Luke strode confidently towards Ivy, facing her and ignoring the perplexed glances around him. "Luke, what are you doing?" Tegan spoke up, genuinely surprised that her younger brother would defy everything, espe
“So, tell me, what's going on?” Ivy couldn't control her volume; her command was fierce. “Explain this vile situation that's unfolding right now.” Luke was taken aback, mouth agape, but no words came out. He was genuinely stunned by Ivy's explosive reaction. While his relatives were visibly angry, how could she dare to raise her voice at him, let alone act so openly in front of everyone? Amidst the chaos, a deeply ingrained memory suddenly resurfaced in his mind, helping him regain composure. Luke chuckled, a naive smile that left the audience bewildered. Yes, that was indeed Ivy's way of handling challenges and difficulties. Therefore, he decided to remain silent to let her vent freely. “Well,” He began in a way that even Ivy couldn't refute. Ivy muttered, “I can't even talk.” She intended to stop, but the frustration was too much to contain; she had to speak her mind. “Do you know that since we've been together, this is the first time such a cursed event has happened to me?” Iv
"Have you all said enough?" Ivy's voice rang out sharply. Ivy's powerful intervention caused the chatter to abruptly vanish. All the guests turned their gazes toward Ivy. Some openly showed curiosity, while others challenged her, waiting to see what Ivy intended to do or what she was capable of achieving. Having garnered everyone's attention, Ivy smirked and sarcastically asked: "So this is the style of the upper class, huh? One person speaks, and the whole group follows suit. Wow! Truly expanding horizons, so sophisticated, unmatched in class. If you have any sense, keep your mouths shut, or else the stench of decay will affect the atmosphere around you." The crowd roared with anger at Ivy's public insult directed at them. Are they crazy? Ivy wondered, dejectedly criticizing: The bunch of freeloaders, hearing her scold him, isn't enough; they want her to lecture the whole group for enlightenment. Fine, she'll grant their wish. "You all have nothing better to do than organize thi
Not stopping there, Ivy continued her tirade, her voice firm and sharp. "I may be poor, not as wealthy as many of you with loads of money. But at least I have enough to get by day to day. I don't have to sell my integrity or toss away my dignity. You rich folks can do whatever you want, say whatever you want, and have the right to degrade others, huh? Wrong. Let me tell you, this society strives for balance through the impartiality of the law. And the laws enacted are to protect those without money or a voice like mine. Open your ears and listen carefully. Talent is no match for character, and character is no match for morality." "Take a look at yourselves; have you been more ethical than others? Do you have the right or the qualification to look down upon or insult others?" Ivy interrogated with a steely tone, and no one responded. The atmosphere became silent, as if everyone only knew to listen to Ivy speak. She wasn't done yet. She would deal with it thoroughly. She turned to fi
Seeing that things seemed to have calmed down, Luke breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced over at her, determined that it was time to take decisive action. Since the issue at hand involved him, it was only natural that he should step up to handle everything, including the consequences. "Ivy! I'll take you home," Luke called out to her, grabbing her attention. Ivy immediately nodded in agreement. It was time to make a safe retreat. He moved closer to her, but once again, Mariko intervened. The Japanese girl held onto his arm tightly, stubbornly insisting on keeping him in place. Looking at the scene, everyone knew that things weren't over yet. Whether Ivy or Luke stopped their performances, this Japanese girl wouldn't cease her efforts to disrupt everything, just to create some chaos tonight and keep the two of them apart. Who knew what disadvantages awaited Mariko after he and Ivy left? Mariko couldn't help but worry. It was better to be safe than sorry; prevention was better than c
Finally, Mariko let go, and Luke immediately distanced himself from the girl. Everyone could see Luke's intention. Not stopping there, he deliberately let out a sigh of relief, letting everyone know how incredibly comfortable and even amused he felt. Mariko couldn't believe he would do that, pretending to be relieved to be free from her. His actions indirectly admitted to the world that he didn't like her, inadvertently embarrassing her in front of everyone. But that's the way it was; he didn't like her. Admitting the truth—what's wrong with that? It was because Mariko stubbornly deluded herself about his feelings. She imposed her personal thoughts on others, so now she had to bear the consequences. Who's to blame? The girl looked pitiful, but it's her own fault. If not loving someone is a crime, then everyone in this world would be condemned. If Luke's behavior is judged as unworthy of a man, then it's a misunderstanding. Luke is not wrong to push away other women when they try to a
Despite Ivy's generous efforts, Ryan ignored everything and continued to do as he pleased."No one is foolish enough to abandon wealth and fame to pursue love," Ryan asserted loudly, as if his words were entirely accurate. "Not to mention love with someone..." He paused, observing her deeply furrowed brow, choosing his next words carefully, more gently. "someone who is not of the same social standing. Furthermore, the two of you look quite mismatched together."It was infuriating to hear, even though she already knew it. He could have said it outright; the truth often hurts, but Ivy was upset by his attitude, which was completely disdainful and contemptuous. He indeed wanted her to react strongly, but as mentioned earlier, she wasn't in the mood today. She wanted to end this peacefully, or at least amicably."You're not him," Ivy calmly retorted. "So don't draw any arbitrary conclusions. Don't you find it ridiculous? Speak only when you're certain; then your words will be persuasive."
Ivy had just put her bag down on the desk when he stood at the door, loudly calling out. It wasn’t a coincidence; Ryan had been deliberately waiting there for her. Ryan felt a vague annoyance, clearly standing right there, yet Ivy didn’t see him. Was she intentionally ignoring him, or did she really not notice the boss's office? Whatever the reason, it wasn’t the main issue. The main thing was that Ryan wanted to know where she had been and what she was doing with Luke.Unable to contain the curiosity churning inside him, Ryan ignored the wise words of reason and acted on the urging of his emotions.“Where have you been?” His voice was like an interrogation, followed by strong criticism. “Do you know what time it is? You’ve arrived late for the afternoon shift.”Don’t blame the rain; Ryan didn’t like that. He’d rather Ivy be honest; he would have behaved less straightforwardly and less jealously. Unfortunately, Ryan’s wish was neither heard nor fulfilled by Ivy.When called, Ivy turne
Ivy waited for so long, but the rain didn't stop, time was passing quickly, and the afternoon shift was approaching. Worried about getting scolded, Ivy decided to brave the rain and walk back to the office. Actually, Ivy could have called Ryan, making up an excuse to take the afternoon off, or she could have done as she usually did and provoked Ryan. But she didn't do that. How should I properly describe Ivy's current condition? Maybe, Today, Ivy wasn't in the mood to argue, debate, or reason with her boss. She just wanted peace. Today was May 15th, one of the saddest and most gloomy days for Ivy.However, Ivy's intention to return to the company was interrupted by Luke.Luke had offered to take her home. Ideally, Ivy should have known to keep a safe distance from him, not giving him any opportunity or hope to get closer to her. She should have shown reluctance, politely declining his concern. Yet she inexplicably agreed. Perhaps Ivy feared the feeling of loneliness and emptiness whil
"Up until now, I still haven't seen a single dollar transferred from you," Ivy said sternly, without any further delay, addressing Luke's anticipation and eagerness. "Your delay makes me anxious and worried, thinking I might have been scammed. Since we happen to meet here, please settle your debt with me. Rest assured, I won’t charge any interest, even though it's overdue by a week."What? Oh my, so that's the reason for Ivy's restlessness and irritation. Luke had seriously misunderstood and even had wildly inaccurate assumptions. Honestly, if Ivy hadn't bluntly reminded him, he might have forgotten.Having said that, Ivy calmly held out her hand towards him, patiently waiting. Luke didn't feel annoyed at all; on the contrary, he was genuinely impressed with her impeccable straightforwardness. She didn't fear offending anyone or worry about what others thought of her. Some might even look down on her, assuming she was materialistic and money-driven. As for him, he certainly didn’t fee
In recent days, Luke has been busy with company projects, with no time to attend to personal matters. After finishing his main tasks, he's feeling restless, unable to find a way to contact Ivy. He tried calling the service center but was told they had no information. Since Ivy left her job, all contact has been cut off, leaving only her personal phone number. Frustratingly, every time he calls, no one answers because Ivy's phone is in his possession. Her phone is locked by security, so he can't access her contacts. After waiting for days, no one bothers to contact her number.Feeling down, Luke suddenly receives good news: a subordinate informs him that someone has come to the hotel to inquire about Ivy's bag. That someone turns out to be Jena, who, upon receiving a request from Ivy, took the opportunity of her free time to come and retrieve the bag for her. Unfortunately, she arrived late, and the luggage department staff informed her that Ivy's bag had already been sent directly to
"Mason, you know what to do, right?" Ryan suppressed his anger as he turned to the lawyer."What are you talking about? I don't understand." Mason pretended to be clueless in this situation."Quickly get her into jail for me. She's committed defamation, framing me." Ryan calmly made his decision, giving orders to the lawyer while glaring at Jena. Hearing this, Jena smirked cynically, and Mason shook his head in disdain. Ivy remained indifferent, showing no interest.So tired; it's only morning and already so noisy. Ivy's peaceful morning sky was once again disrupted by Ryan, just like last time. Seriously, there's something to criticize about these two grown-up kids. They're grown up but behave like ten-year-olds. There's something to say; you have to control your emotions and think carefully. Because if you keep arguing recklessly like that, you'll ruin your image. Adults are different from kids in that they know how to think, deal with situations, and not just forget about their bra
This morning, Jena impulsively stopped by Ivy's house. On her way up, she caught Mason asking Ivy's neighbor where she lived. Feeling suspicious, Jena boldly approached to strike up a conversation, investigating whether he had any ill intentions.After a while of getting acquainted, Jena enthusiastically led the way for Ryan. Because she often visited, Jena had a spare key to Ivy's house, and Ivy had personally allowed her to freely come and go. As usual, there was no knock on the door to announce their presence to the couple inside, so both of them were caught off guard.Embarrassed, angry, bewildered, and shocked... This mix of emotions created a stifling atmosphere that was hard to breathe in.After an awkward silence, Ivy awkwardly stood up, while Ryan hurriedly pulled up his pants.Oh God, what a terribly awkward situation! Ryan wanted to die; he wanted to vanish into thin air right away."I apologize; did we disturb your intimate moment?" Mason regained his composure and made a
"If you're not going to criticize the food I made, then breakfast is done. You can eat a little. And it would be better if you showed gratitude instead of being unappreciative or disdainful. After all, the food here isn't as fancy and upscale as at your home."Ivy spoke up, deliberately reminding Ryan not to refuse and not to express criticism about what Ivy had taken the trouble to prepare. After saying that, she sat down at the table and quickly devoured the sandwich slices.Understanding Ivy's implication, Ryan didn't dare to express his opinions or make excessive demands. He couldn't refuse, so he ate everything because he was hungry. It must be admitted, the flavors weren't bad, especially the tomato jam Ivy made herself.Throughout the meal, an unusually quiet atmosphere prevailed. One would have expected some banter or attempts to understand each other, but Ivy seemed uninterested in conversation. Seeing this, Ryan had no reason to provoke her. If it had been before he knew the
Ivy thought she would have a peaceful morning like any other day, but unfortunately, that was not possible in Ryan's presence. Around 5:45, she was startled by a loud noise. She quickly jumped up and rushed towards the source of the sound. It was the bathroom."What happened?" Ivy barged in, forgetting to knock. Her panic subsided when she saw Ryan crawling on the floor, soaking wet. Above him, the sink was incessantly dripping water. When he saw her, he pretended to grope around as if he couldn't see properly.How funny! Ryan had gone this far, Ivy thought with a sigh. In fact, she knew he was pretending to be blind to play a prank on her. His unnatural behavior the night before had given away his poor acting skills. Especially since he had found his way to the bathroom quite easily while she was asleep. The truth was, she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. Partly because Ivy had a sleep disorder, partly because of her wandering thoughts. She had slept very little, and even the smallest