Lucy’s eyes lit up. She skipped as she brought her luggage to pack it in Cillian’s car. She later gave him directions to their new home.Cillian followed her directions and drove to the guest house.When the woman in charge of the guest house saw an unfamiliar car parking out front and a familiar face coming out of it, she knew that Lucy was done packing up.She had just been washing something. She wiped her wet hands on her apron before walking out to welcome them. She said to Lucy, “You’re officially moving in now?After that, she saw Cillian getting out of the driver’s seat. There was a playful smile on her face as she asked, “Is this your husband?”Lucy was taken aback. She was reminded of Matthew, who was on the other side of the world. She shook her head. “No, he isn’t. That’s just my friend. My husband is working in the country and isn’t able to make time to be here at the moment.”The woman had a disapproving look in her eye. How could a husband not stay by his wife’s sid
Cillian had already placed all his belongings in his room by the time Lucy headed upstairs.He turned to look at Lucy, who had just arrived. He said, “I’m done unpacking. Do you need help with your luggage?”Cillian’s concern warmed Lucy’s heart. He was the person she knew best in this unfamiliar country, but she shook her head in rejection.“It’s fine. My things are pretty light. I can unpack them on my own. It'll just take a while.”Cillian smiled when Lucy rejected his offer. “Alright. Let me know how long you’ll take. I’ll plan the best time to prepare dinner.”Lucy looked at Cillian in surprise. She did not expect him to know how to cook, and a question popped into her mind.“Prepare dinner? Where are you planning to make dinner?”Cillian shook his head in exasperation. “I asked that lady where the kitchen was. All I need to do is go there to make dinner. Is there anything you’d like to have? Just let me know so I can make it for you in the future.”Lucy was so touched tha
Matthew’s personal phone suddenly rang at this hour. He was resting his eyes, and they popped open at the sound. He picked up his phone and saw that the call was from an unfamiliar number.He frowned. This was his personal number, and not many people had it.Telemarketers would not be calling him on this phone. Who could it be?He picked it up and held back the annoyance from his tone. “Hello, this is Matthew Leon speaking.”When Lucy heard his voice from the other end of the call, she suddenly felt safe but also a little strange.They had just separated, but why did Matthew sound so tired? He even sounded a little hoarse.She said worriedly, “Are you alright, Matthew? Why do you sound so hoarse?”Matthew’s eyes slit up when he heard Lucy’s voice. It was his wifey! He looked at his phone again. The number was unfamiliar, and it suddenly hit him that Cillian had probably changed Lucy’s number after they arrived at Charleston. He put the phone back to his ear.“Nothing’s wrong wi
Matthew knew Lucy could not see him over the phone. He looked down with a slightly sad expression.How could he sleep when his wife was in such a predicament?He was so worried for her that he could not sleep at all.Matthew sighed and massaged his temples. It was fortunate that Lucy had been sent out of the country and could not see the look on his face right now. It would have been so embarrassing for him.He tried his best to soften his tone. “How about figuring out a way to help me sleep, wifey? I really can’t sleep right now.”Lucy’s face turned red on the other end of the call. Why did it feel like Matthew had gotten more clingy after not seeing each other for a long time? She began thinking about this in a daze.“Why aren’t you able to sleep? Are you overworked? Do you need some light music to help you sleep, Matthew? You’ll fall asleep after listening to it.”Lucy tried to think about what would help her go to sleep and began making serious suggestions to Matthew.Matth
Matthew suddenly noticed Lucy shaking her head in the video, and a playful smile appeared on his face.Lucy looked like she was trying to shake something off her mind.Matthew looked at himself and realized that two of his buttons were undone on his shirt. It suddenly hit him what she was trying to shake off.He did not expect Lucy to develop this characteristic after she lost her memory.If this were before, she would have already been used to him looking like that and would never have blushed over this.It excited Matthew to discover this side of Lucy!Matthew stared suggestively at Lucy, which sent a chill down Lucy’s spine.“Close your eyes, Matthew.”Lucy thought indignantly, 'I’m trying to get him to go to sleep. I'm totally not trying to get him to stop staring at me that way.” Matthew sighed as he relented. He looked sadly at Lucy and closed his eyes obediently.He set up his phone to point at him by propping it up against the pillow before he closed his eyes. The ca
Lucy lingered a moment longer, watching Matthew's peaceful, sleeping face on the screen before ending the video call. The aroma wafting up from the kitchen reminded her that Cillian had dinner waiting downstairs.She descended the stairs to the first-floor lobby, which had been transformed into a cozy dining area by the mother and daughter. It was a welcoming space for their guests to enjoy their meals.As Lucy neared the table, her eyes widened at the sight of the spread before her. Cillian had downplayed his cooking plans, mentioning only ribs, potatoes, and soup. She did not expect that such simple home-cooked food would have its own flair when made by Cillian.The ribs were juicy and glossy due to the sauce, looking like utter perfection. They had an enticing aroma. There was also mashed potatoes on the table. Cillian had added some bacon to the potatoes, making the potatoes exceptionally flavorful. The mushroom soup was a far cry from the watery rendition one might find in
Lucy's coughing fit finally subsided as she accepted the water from Cillian. She downed it in one swift gulp. She then shot him a mock accusing glare. "This is all your fault. I wouldn't have choked if I hadn't been talking to you!"Looking at her playful stare, Cillian could not help but feel a tad sheepish. He averted his eyes.The rest of the dinner passed in peaceful silence, with both of them finishing their meal without further incident.After dinner, Lucy rose to clear the dishes, but Cillian stopped her. "Leave the dishes to me. You head upstairs, relax a bit, and maybe take a nap—whatever you like."Lucy touched her cheek, feeling a bit guilty. "I can't let you cook and clean. I'll be totally spoiled at this rate."With a resigned shake of his head, Cillian insisted, "You shouldn't be dealing with water and soap. That'll roughen your hands, and not even the best hand cream will be able to fix that."Lucy always marveled at how thoughtful Cillian was. He was the epitome o
Lucy did not dwell on it and happily trailed behind Little Milton, the little kitten who pranced about with the joy of newfound freedom. It basked in the cozy twilight.As she took in her surroundings, her satisfaction with the quaint guest house she had chosen grew. The place was a hidden gem, surrounded by lush scenery.Upon a second glance, the area was not just brimming with flowers but also boasted several small parks. There were enough neighbors around to make safety concerns a non-issue.However, just as she was patting herself on the back, Lucy abruptly retracted her mental compliment. What was she thinking? Her choice was far from perfect.From afar, she spotted a man who seemed to be bathed in a white halo.It might sound odd, but to put it simply, he was dressed in such a stark white that it seemed no other color dared to come close to him. That was Augustus, the very man Lucy had recently had a premonition about.Augustus' fashion choice today was bizarre, to say the