LOGINI changed the topic and asked, "Diana, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?"Diana coughed lightly, clutching her chest. "Same as before."Isaac saw this and said, "Mom, let me help you upstairs to rest.""Alright," she replied, her face pale. Before leaving, she turned to me and said, "Josie, go ahead and continue with dinner. I'll rest for a while."Benedict's face was full of worry and sadness as he watched them leave. I tried to comfort him. "Benedict, medical technology is so advanced now. Diana will be fine."He sighed. "We only found out when it was already in the late stage."He sighed a few more times. "Isaac may seem cold, but he has a warm heart. He has been visiting Diana regularly over the last few days. Otherwise, this would have been a lifetime regret for her."As we were talking, a maid rushed in, clearly panicked. "Benedict, Timothy is here. He brought a woman with him. It looks like Yasmin. They both seem very aggressive."No sooner had the words l
To apologize to Isaac in person, I accepted Benedict's invitation and went to the Green residence that evening.After changing my shoes at the entrance, I looked up and saw Isaac sitting on the living room couch. He had one arm casually resting on the armrest as he flipped through a magazine. His black shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his sharp, defined forearms.As I approached, he looked up from behind his glasses. His gaze was cool and unreadable. He looked so relaxed that it was hard to believe that he had been the one to message me that day, asking me to attend the dinner.He didn't seem like he was going to say anything, so I awkwardly broke the silence. "Where are Benedict and Diana?""In the kitchen," he said, keeping his words short. The conversation stalled again. He shifted slightly on the couch, as if signaling for me to sit.I braced myself and sat next to him, my fingers fidgeting with the strap of my bag. Finally, I said, "Issac, I didn't skip t
Christine stopped texting me and called me instead. She firmly said, "This article has to acknowledge you. You wrote it, and I'm not taking credit for your work."That was how she was. She was meticulous about details, but fair and professional.I smiled. "Okay. Do whatever you think is best.""Josie, are you planning to go back to being a full-time housewife? Did you feel the workplace was too competitive, so you decided to step back?" Her tone was full of worry.I laughed. "And what if that were true?"She paused for a long moment before saying, "If that's the case, then I'm really disappointed. I thought you and I were the same kind, battling it out in the workplace. I never expected you to give up so quickly."Her words actually warmed me a little. I explained, "Don't worry. I'm just like you. Once I see a man's true nature, I never look back. I have another goal I'm focused on right now, and it's keeping me busy, so I've put work aside for the time being.""Another goal? Is
When Daphne saw the cake in my hand, her eyes lit up. "Wow, it's so beautiful! But why is it smaller than last time?"I looked at her pale little face and felt an ache in my chest. I gently stroked her soft hair and said, "Daphne, once you get better, I'll make you a big one. But for now, if you want to eat this cake, you'll need to finish your meal first."As I spoke, I opened the kids' meal I had prepared. Daphne kept staring at the cake and pouted. "But I don't want anything except the cake.""Try one bite, okay?" I picked up a piece of carrot and added, "If you don't like it, you don't have to eat more. Just give it a try."She opened her mouth and ate the piece. Carrots had always been my favorite vegetable, and I thought that if there truly were a bond between mother and daughter, maybe Daphne would like them too.I watched her eagerly. To my surprise, after that one bite, her appetite returned. "I want another bite of pasta," she said.I couldn't hold back a smile. I sat
The next morning, I got up with dark circles under my eyes. My phone was completely silent. Isaac hadn't responded to me. I wondered if he was angry.I had no choice but to send him a sincere message. "Isaac, I'm truly sorry. Yesterday, Daphne suffered from food poisoning at kindergarten. It happened so suddenly that I was completely focused on her and forgot about the engagement. I'll make sure to apologize to you in person another day."I waited 20 minutes, but the message remained unread. I had no energy to think about anything else, so I went back to City Hospital.Daphne had already been transferred. Even with my reporter credentials, I couldn't find out which hospital she had been moved to.Just as I was preparing to go to the Grant residence to find Timothy, my phone rang. It was him calling. "Are you free now?" His voice was low and reluctant."Do you need something?" I asked.He said quietly, "Daphne hasn't had much appetite. She wants the cake you made. If it's conven
Timothy briefly stared at me, his gaze unreadable, as if he was trying to see right through me. Then he finally spoke, his voice calm. "No."The tension I'd been holding onto finally snapped, and I felt myself on the verge of collapse."She's out of danger." His tone was cold as he added, "The daughter of the Grant Corporation's CEO got food poisoning. For a reporter digging for a story like you, that must be a huge scoop, right?"I hadn't expected that, in his eyes, my concern would look like nothing more than chasing sensational headlines.I was too drained to explain anything further. The moment I confirmed that Daphne was safe, my eyes welled up. I lowered my head and muttered, "As long as she's okay, that's enough."Just then, Yasmin returned. "Timothy, we've arranged for her transfer. Public hospitals are too chaotic, and the environment isn't good. Daphne should go to our private hospital, where she can rest properly."Timothy hummed in acknowledgment, without any object







