LOGINOn the other side of the office, Lily was buried in a mountain of paperwork, her brow furrowed in concentration. She had been working tirelessly all day, fueled by a mix of determination and caffeine. The task assigned to her by her new boss, Lewis Evans, loomed large—an extensive set of account reports that needed to be completed by morning. With the office nearly deserted, the silence felt heavy, broken only by the faint sounds of the cleaning staff moving about in the background.
The overhead lights were dim, casting a soft glow over the empty workspace, but Lily’s cabin remained illuminated, a small island of light in an otherwise darkened office. She squinted at the computer screen, her eyes tired but resolute. The clock ticked steadily, reminding her that time was slipping away. She needed to finish this report, not just for her own sake, but to prove herself a hard worker in front of her new boss, who looked familiar to her.
Meanwhile, Lewis Evans was on a call with his mother as he stepped out of his cabin. He had been deep in thought, discussing family matters, when he decided to go home. As he walked through the quiet office, he hadn’t expected to find anyone still working at this late hour. The sight of the empty desks and the muted ambiance usually signaled the end of the day, but as he passed by Lily’s cabin, he noticed the light spilling out from under the door.
Curiosity piqued, Lewis paused. He had known Lily for years, harboring a secret admiration for her since their School days. They had crossed paths often, but he had never found the courage to approach her, always too shy to reveal his feelings. Now, as her boss, the stakes felt even higher. He knew she didn’t remember him—not really—and the thought filled him with disappointment.
Flashback
The school buzzed with energy, students bustling between classes, laughter and chatter filling the air. It was a crisp autumn day, the leaves crunching underfoot as they turned vibrant shades of orange and gold. Among the throngs of students, Lily could always be found trailing behind Ethan, her eyes sparkling with admiration as she hung on his every word.
Lewis stood a few paces away, leaning against a tree, arms crossed tightly over his chest. He watched the pair with a mix of frustration and longing. Lily was intelligent, driven, and had a spark that drew people in, yet she seemed utterly oblivious to the way Ethan treated her. Lewis had always admired her from afar, but the sight of her chasing after Ethan made his blood boil.
“There she goes again,” he muttered under his breath, watching as Lily laughed at something Ethan said, her smile radiant. “Can’t she see he’s not worth it?”
His friend Jake, sitting nearby, raised an eyebrow. “You’ve got it bad, man. Why don’t you just tell her how you feel?”
Lewis shook his head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “It’s not that simple. She’s always right there, following him like a lost puppy. And Ethan? He treats her like she’s nothing.”
Jake leaned back, intrigued. “You care about her, don’t you?”
“Of course I do! I just hate seeing her get hurt. She deserves someone who appreciates her,” Lewis replied, his voice rising slightly. “Ethan’s a jerk. He doesn’t deserve her.”
ust then, Lily and Ethan approached, their interaction taking a sharp turn. Lewis clenched his jaw,
“Why are you always so annoying, Lily?” Ethan suddenly shouted, his voice echoing across the courtyard. He pushed her back with a rough shove, causing her to stumble slightly. “Can’t you take a hint? I don’t want to be around you!”
Lily’s face fell, confusion and hurt flickering in her eyes. “Ethan, I was just trying to—”
“Just trying to what? Make me look bad?” he interrupted, glaring at her. “You’re such a loser. Just leave me alone!” With that, he turned and stormed away, leaving Lily standing there, stunned and visibly shaken.
Lewis felt a surge of anger boil within him, but he quickly approached her, concern etched on his face. “Lily, are you okay?”
She forced a smile, though her eyes betrayed her pain. “I’m fine, really. Ethan’s just stressed about his match.”
Lewis could see through her brave facade but knew better than to push. He respected her feelings and understood that she didn’t want to hear anything negative about Ethan. “Alright, if you say so,” he replied gently. “How about we focus on the study group later? I could really use your help with the material.”
Lily nodded, her smile returning, albeit a bit strained. “Sure! I’d love to help.”
“Great! Let’s meet at the library later,” Lewis said, relieved to see her trying to lift her spirits. “And if you need anything, I’m here for you.”
Lily nodded again, her expression softening. “Thanks, Lewis. That means a lot.”
Later that day, as the sun dipped low in the sky, casting long shadows across the campus, Ethan and his group were practicing football on the field. Laughter and shouts echoed as they kicked the ball around, but Lewis felt a storm brewing inside him. He walked alone toward the field, his anger simmering just below the surface. He couldn’t let anyone see how furious he was about Ethan’s treatment of Lily, but he needed a reason to confront him.
As he passed by, Ethan kicked the ball with all his might, and it soared directly toward Lewis, hitting him squarely in the chest.
“Watch where you’re kicking that thing, idiot!” Lewis shouted, glaring at Ethan, who simply laughed.
“What’s the matter, Lewis? Can’t take a little friendly fire?” Ethan retorted, smirking as he sauntered over.
The tension crackled in the air. Lewis clenched his fists, feeling the weight of his anger. “You think it’s funny treating people like that? You’re a bully, Ethan.”
Ethan stepped closer, his expression turning cold. “And what are you going to do about it? You think you can stand up to me?”
Lewis took a deep breath, adrenaline coursing through him. “Yeah, I do. You need to learn a lesson.”
The argument escalated quickly, voices rising as they exchanged heated words.
Ethan rushed through the hospital corridors, his heart racing with worry. He stopped at the nurse's station, out of breath. "I'm here to see Sarah Mitchell," he said, his voice urgent.The nurse nodded sympathetically. "Room 304, but Dr. Carson would like to speak with you first. Follow me, please."She led him to a cabin a few doors down, knocked briefly, and then opened the door. "Dr. Carson, Ethan is here to see Sarah Mitchell."Dr. Carson looked up from the files on his desk, his expression serious. "Ah, Ethan, thank you for coming. Please, have a seat."His heart raced as he replayed the doctor's words in his mind. Panic surged within him, twisting his stomach into knots. He felt trapped in a nightmare, one where he couldn’t wake up.“Mr. Gray, I understand this is a difficult time for you,” she said gently, her voice calm yet firm. “I want to assure you that we’re doing everything we can for Sarah.”Ethan leaned forward, desperation clawing at his throat. “What do you mean? What
Ethan cleared his throat with a fake cough, drawing everyone's attention to himself. The lights flickered on, illuminating the room, and the team gasped in surprise at his sudden presence.Ethan walked towards Lily, his eyes locked on hers, and stood in front of her. His voice was firm yet calm, but his words were laced with a hint of mockery. "They're right; people will really trust this product when they see an aged woman look like a teenager when she uses it."Lily's face darkened, her eyes flashing with anger. She took a step forward, her voice low and venomous. "Missing your old model, Mr. Gray?" she spat, her words dripping with sarcasm.The air was charged with tension as Ethan's smile grew, his eyes glinting with amusement. The team watched in uneasy silence, sensing the animosity between the two.Ethan's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, Lily, you're so quick to assume I'm pining for someone else. But I'm just impressed by your... creative approach to a
Ethan stood in the conference room, flipping through the new product materials his team had prepared. His eyes scanned the advertisements and posters, but his expression quickly turned dissatisfied. "I don't like these models," he said, his voice firm. "They look so ordinary. Why would people buy our product to see them?"The production manager, who had been waiting for feedback, spoke up. "We tried to get some of the top models, but they're all busy right now. It's hard to get their dates, especially given our company's current... situation."Ethan's gaze snapped up, and he locked eyes with the manager. The unspoken truth hung in the air, and Ethan's face fell as reality hit him. He sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly as the weight of his company's struggles bore down on him. The manager looked down, avoiding eye contact, as if uncomfortable with the awkward silence that followed.Ethan's gaze shifted to his assistant, Rachel, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. "Why is Lily not her
Lily held her mobile phone and stared at the screen, her eyes fixed on the words "Call Ended" as she tried to process why Lewis had cut her call so abruptly. She felt a pang of concern and confusion, wondering if he was upset with her.Her mind wandered back to their encounter at the restaurant today. She had been overwhelmed by the grand gesture Lewis had made for her birthday, booking the entire restaurant and ordering all her favorite dishes. The gift he had given her was something she had always dreamed of, and she had been touched by his thoughtfulness.But despite his efforts, Lily had suddenly felt suffocated and had excused herself, leaving Lewis alone at the table. She hadn't meant to hurt him, but she had needed some space to process her emotions.Now, as she looked at her phone, Lily couldn't help but wonder if she had hurt Lewis's feelings more than she had realized. Was he upset because she had left the restaurant without explanation? Did he feel rejected or unappreciated
Lewis entered his mother's room, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light on Lauren's peaceful face. She lay sleeping, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. The sedative administered by Nurse Bella had taken effect, calming her agitation and allowing her to rest.Lewis signaled to the nurse, who nodded understandingly and quietly left the room, leaving him alone with his mother. He sat down beside Lauren, taking her hand in his. Her fingers felt fragile and delicate in his grasp, a poignant reminder of the frailty of her condition.As he held her hand, Lewis's mind began to wander back to the past. He remembered the stories his father had told him about Lauren's departure, about how Albert had forced her to leave when Lewis was just a month old. Albert had arranged a marriage between Lauren and another wealthy family, hoping to solidify their business ties. But Lauren's condition, which made it impossible for her to become pregnant, had become a point of
Lewis's phone buzzed, shrill in the silence. He opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the caller ID. His expression changed, his eyes widening in surprise. He quickly picked up the call."Mr. Evan," a voice said on the other end. "It's Bella. Mrs. Evan is not taking her medicine. Could you please come? She's been stubborn these days."Lewis's demeanor shifted instantly, his personal turmoil pushed aside for the moment. "I'm coming," he said, his voice firm and concerned.He ended the call and quickly got into his car. He started the engine and began the long drive to his mother's house, far from the cliff where he had been standing. His mind was now focused on his mother's well-being, and he pushed aside his own problems to attend to hers.Lewis's car pulled up to the grand entrance of the luxury estate, and the butler hurried to open the door for him. He stepped out, his eyes scanning the surroundings before he walked into the mansion. His long strides carried him straight to his moth







