Upon hearing this, Rebecca glanced at him, but she didn't say anything. She quietly packed up the medical kit."Put the kit back. Try not to use your right hand too much for the next week. You should have a family doctor. If it's not getting better, consider going to the hospital. Take care of yourself."She then pushed the medical kit to Daniel and wiped her hands with a wet tissue.Daniel complied.When he returned, Rachel was already sitting beside Rebecca with a plate of sliced fruits. They were chatting.They didn't touch on the events with the Browns but instead discussed Rebecca's current situation and her brother.Daniel remained standing behind the sofa. He silently scrolled through his phone.After a while, Rebecca suddenly said she needed to leave. "Mrs. Winston, it's getting late. I should get back. My brother might start worrying if I'm out too late."Daniel raised his gaze and looked at her.Rachel didn't want her to leave. She held onto Rebecca's hand. "Why go
It was as though the overlapping of the taste within a certain recollection had made him grasp at fleeting memories.Yet, when he took another bite, all that remained in his mouth was the lingering sweetness that was neither too cloying nor unpleasant. He had to admit that it tasted good.Perhaps he was trying to search for that familiar taste in his memories, again. Daniel reached out to take another piece, but Rachel unhesitatingly slapped his hand away."Becca made these specifically for me! You'd best believe sparing you one piece is already beyond generous of me. How dare you try and take more!"Daniel looked up and tossed Rebecca a glance.The latter merely offered a polite smile as she sipped from her glass of water. She didn't utter a single word in his defense.Clearly, she didn't want to entertain him—just like his mother.Nonetheless, this didn't anger him. He silently withdrew his hand and briefly wiped down his fingertips with a piece of tissue."I'll head upstairs
"Like you said, it's in the past. People grow up, and it's about time we moved on from it. As for feelings ..."Rebecca forced a faint smile, her eyes icy."All I can say is that he held a special place in my life. In fact, he still does. But I am not the same person as before, and I will no longer compromise and sacrifice whatever is important in my life for him."Moreover, she no longer deemed Daniel as the single most important thing to her. She wasn't going to let go of everything else for his sake.On the contrary, it seemed Daniel was the one she was abandoning instead.Upon letting go of her affection for him, she would go on to discover the marvelous world waiting for her behind the curtains.She had always taken an interest in traditional culinary culture, design, and countless more of the wildest dreams she could weave unscrupulously ... Not to forget the sea of people she loved and respected, as well as those who doted on her.So, why on Earth would she want to cling
Daniel cast a nonchalant glance at her, and the corners of his lips quirked upward. "Sure, go ahead and open the door. I'll get out of your face right this moment."Hearing this, Rebecca began to recall the sound she heard behind her while she was texting Sam.At that time, she wasn't aware that Daniel was in the bathroom. Hence, she hadn't paid much attention to it.If that was true ...Rebecca raised her gaze and met Daniel's gentle smiling eyes. She couldn't help but gnash her teeth.Unconvinced, she stalked toward the door.Sure enough, it was locked.She twisted the doorknob frantically in anger, but it wouldn't budge. Annoyed, she swung a foot at the door.Behind her, Daniel witnessed everything and let out a laugh. He didn't even try to make it subtle."How dare you still laugh!"Rebecca spun around and glared at him, furious.Ever since returning to the country, she had mentally prepared herself for the scheming minds of the Browns, Daniel Winston, and even Ryan Je
The bridal chamber …Had Daniel not mentioned it, Rebecca would have zero recollection of it.She raised her head and scanned the room. The decor didn't seem that different from the room she remembered staying in at the Winstons'. However, upon closer inspection, there were noticeable differences.There was an additional dressing room, probably built by knocking down the wall to the adjacent room.Not only that, but the carpet by the bedside extended directly to a balcony shielded only by curtains. It was only upon prompting that Rebecca noticed this.In her room back then, this spot had been nothing more than a bay window.Clearly, this wasn't the room she used to inhabit; her things had just been moved here."Do you remember now?"Daniel observed her expression, the confidence in his voice unmistakable.Rebecca withdrew her gaze and turned to him casually. "Yes, thanks for reminding me, Mr. Winston. I just remembered. Also, sorry I'll be impinging on the room for you and you
The bathroom plunged into silence that lasted a good minute.It wasn't until a while later did Rebecca find the words to say."Really? You can't find any at all? I don't mind something thicker ..."Although summer was right around the corner, it still wasn't inhumanely warm at night. Moreover, with the Winston residence perched on the top of the hill, they would likely need extra blankets in the night anyway. Logically, wearing something thicker would give her the advantage.Anyhow, she couldn't think of anything that wouldn't beat the two pieces of cloth she held in her hands.Daniel fell silent, too.A few seconds later, he spoke again, "I've checked everywhere I could. How about you wear your old clothes for now and search around for yourself?"With that, he turned on his heel, ready to leave."Wait!" Seeing this through the frosted glass, she called out, "You can give the shirt to me ..."Then, she pulled the door open, leaving just enough space to extend her slender arm t
Rebecca kept silent. She waited momentarily until the sounds of the thunder and lightning had vanished. She spoke once again, "Isn't she afraid of thunder?"It brought back a lot of memories.Back then, they were planning for George's birthday at the Winston Residence as George's birthday was around the corner.George disliked Jessica. He didn't want a grand birthday party either. He just wanted to celebrate his birthday by having a family dinner at the Winston Residence. Rebecca was invited to the dinner, naturally.Daniel and Jessica had almost confirmed their relationship then. It was just that George refused to agree and even declared that his only granddaughter-in-law was Rebecca. It made Daniel even more rebellious.He returned home late that day. The dining table was cleared. George didn't want to see him and went upstairs early.It was Rebecca who kept some food for him. She was waiting for Daniel to return before she heated it.There was a thunderstorm that night. It st
Rebecca did not speak. She only tightened her grip even more. Her grip was so strong that it was like she wanted to drag Daniel to lie down beside her.The sounds of the thunder became softer, but the pounding of the rain grew louder.Daniel looked at Rebecca, who was lying beside him. He pursed his lips. He couldn't bear to look at her scars and wanted to cover them by adjusting her shirt.His warm fingers had hardly touched her shoulder when she opened her eyes suddenly. She sat up immediately."What are you doing?" She stared at him.Daniel's hand was still paused in mid-air. He met her eyes. He didn't know what to do with his hand. He drew his hand back after a moment. He looked away and said, "Your shirt's a mess. You should adjust it."Rebecca sat up too abruptly. Her white shirt fell off her shoulders, exposing her pale skin. Daniel dared not to look at it in the dark.Rebecca looked puzzled. She lowered her head after a while and frowned. She seemed not to understand