Yara had always been outspoken and was never reserved with her thoughts. After being teased, she responded honestly. "Well, he is my current boyfriend. Of course, he'll be the first to come to mind if I think about getting married. I'm not a player."Calista nodded with a smile. "Okay, okay. I know you're loyal. So when are you planning to get married? We can do it together.""There are no plans yet. What if we date for another ten years? Lucian will tear me apart if you wait for me."Yara absentmindedly poked the cake on her plate. Her well-maintained skin showed no flaws under the bright light. "Since you've already registered your marriage, when are you planning to have your wedding? People don't know you're married. Those who want to use women as a stepping stone to get close to Lucian have already started taking action. I saw several women eyeing him eagerly earlier.""I'm not sure. We just came back and we're both too busy. When the time comes, you'll be the first to receiv
Calista glanced at Cade awkwardly as the conversation inside the restroom continued. He appeared surprisingly calm, despite being the main topic of their discussion.Calista lacked resilience and disliked eavesdropping, so she turned around and decided to leave. The sound of her heels caught Cade's attention, and he turned around to look at her. Just as she was about to speak, the restroom door swung open. The three individuals who had been conversing inside walked out, laughing and chatting. Their radiant smiles immediately froze as they saw Cade outside the door. "Mr. Carter… Wh—why are you here?"Cade chuckled. His tone was clear but cold. "Who were you calling a feisty one?"No one dared to respond. Nobody wanted to be the first to speak up and worsen things. Silence enveloped their surroundings, with the noise from the hall fading into the background. Calista couldn't muster the courage to break the silence amid the tense atmosphere. She stood there helpless and awkward.
Calista looked at the page that Lucian had turned to. The elegant handwriting differed significantly from his sharp and vigorous handwriting.She couldn't help but reminisce. It was the day she crouched between the couch and the coffee table. She had meticulously pieced together all of those forgotten memories. When she first learned about Lucian's illness, she was sad and worried. The sweetness that should've accompanied those memories was dulled. Now, with Lucian by her side in good health, her heart brimmed with sweetness despite his memory loss.Lucian became uneasy when he noticed her observing the diary silently. He was aware that Calista's handwriting resembled this, but her silence left him uncertain."Could it be that… you didn't write these?"Calista didn't want to entertain such a foolish question. He already knew the answer, and the handwriting easily confirmed it.The more she stayed silent, the more Lucian stubbornly pressed for an answer. "Callie, did you write
Kenneth seemed to have more to say, but someone had come for Calista. Thus, the unpleasant conversation came to an end.After he left, the intern who had approached her for advice asked in a teasing manner, "Hey, Ms. Claude. Kenneth is always hovering around you and acting all affectionate. Has he fallen in love with you?"Everyone in the museum knew that Kenneth hailed from a distinguished family. Although he hadn't flaunted it, he hadn't kept a low profile either. He had not majored in this particular field and showed no passion for the profession. He did not have to stay. Yet, not only had he stayed, he had even remained for a long time. Everyone knew that he had a hidden agenda.Calista frowned and rebuked, "That's not funny. I'm married. My husband is a possessive man who gets jealous easily."The intern smiled and immediately apologized. "I'm sorry, Ms. Claude. My tongue slipped. Don't tell Mr. Northwood about this. Otherwise, I'm done for."For the rest of the day, Kennet
"I looked into Kenneth Forger and found a name that seems familiar to me. I think…" Lucian started.He frowned and tried his best to remember. However, he couldn't recall any relevant clues. "I think I knew her."Calista wasn't surprised to hear that he had investigated Kenneth. The Forgers were well-known political figures. It was normal for their social circles to overlap."Who are you talking about?""Cailyn Webster. This name sounds somewhat familiar."Calista stiffened, but she quickly recomposed herself. She stared at the menu and tried her best to keep a straight face."I don't remember you knowing anyone by that name. If it sounds familiar, it's probably because it's a common name."Lucian stared at her. There seemed to be a lot going on in his mind. She couldn't tell if he believed her or not."I see…" The topic was quickly passed over with neither bringing it up again. However, Calista felt nervous and was absent-minded throughout the meal. Kenneth knew Cailyn? Sh
Calista's words gave Lucian the confidence boost he needed. He leveled a frown at Selena."Stop trying to sow discord between me and Callie, Mom. We're married. We'll support each other through thick and thin. We won't give up on each other no matter what happens."Selena glared at him in disapproval. "Look at you acting all innocent. You're lucky to have found Callie. Any other person would've swindled you for all you're worth."She placed herself next to Calista, indicating her disdain for him through her actions. "Ignore him, Callie. Let's pick out an invitation."Calista rubbed the back of her neck. She had buried her head in work these past few days, leaving her feeling drowsy all day long."Okay."When Lucian noticed her tiredness, he immediately gave her a massage with the right amount of force. It soothed the ache in her neck. Even her dizziness had been eased.Selena eagerly opened the album. "These are a few of the invitation designs I previously selected. Take a look,
After Timothy received his shot, they left the hospital. Yara yawned. "You should take a taxi home on your own. I'm so tired. I just want to go home and sleep."Fortunately, she had been smart enough to drive herself when she left. Otherwise, she would've had to return with Timothy.As she opened the car door and bent down to get in, Timothy grabbed her. "I just got an injection, and it's not easy to find a taxi this late at night. Are you planning to just leave me here?"Yara leveled him with a bewildered stare. "You're a man. Why are you the one concerned about being attacked?"Timothy looked at her in silence. Even though he said nothing, Yara caved. The two were stuck in a stalemate on the deserted street. After a while, she opened the car door with a frustrated look. "Let's go. I'll drop you off. Just my luck to get myself involved in this mess."He heard her sarcastic quip despite her muttering under her breath. A smirk played on his lips as he got into the passenger seat.
Timothy let out a helpless sigh at Yara's apparent cluelessness. She failed to grasp what he was trying to say. He took her hand and led her upstairs.Although was still winter, his palm was unusually warm. Yara felt as if she had dipped her cold hand into lava. It was such a comfortable feeling that she couldn't help but extend her other hand as well. She gave Timothy a look, signaling for him to grab it.He smiled at her pushiness. He took her outstretched hand and immediately broke into a frown. "Why are you so cold?"Many women had cold hands and feet in winter. Yara didn't think it was something worth fussing over. "Sir, it's winter."Timothy, however, wasn't as indifferent as she was. "I know a renowned doctor who practices holistic medicine. I'm setting up an appointment for you.""I don't want to."Medicinal herbs were usually bitter. If she were to undergo treatment, it would take at least two weeks. Yara wasn't keen on putting herself through that suffering. Her hands a