ログインNight slowly fell over the southern city, leaving behind a faint orange glow in the sky that gradually faded into darkness. Inside the black car slicing through the highway, the atmosphere felt warm even though few words were spoken. Calvin sat behind the wheel with one hand gripping the steering wheel, while the other occasionally held Camelia’s fingers as she sat beside him. The streetlights reflected on the windshield, creating faint shadows that moved along with the car.“Are you sure you want to go home now?” Calvin asked without taking his eyes off the road.Camelia turned her head, her loose hair swaying slightly with the movement. “I miss the kids,” she answered honestly, her voice soft but filled with undisguised longing.Calvin smiled faintly. “Me too.”A few seconds of silence passed, filled only by the hum of the engine. Yet the silence wasn’t awkward. It felt warm. As if both of them were quietly enjoying the simple togetherness they had long missed.“Even if it’s just fo
Chapter 140Calvin’s office on the upper floor of the branch building looked incredibly quiet, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the project outside that had not truly stopped since morning. The large glass walls revealed a view of the southern city filled with tall buildings and busy traffic, while inside the room, only the soft hum of the air conditioner and the occasional ticking of the wall clock could be heard.Camelia sat on the long sofa near the window, her body slightly leaning back, both hands holding a small bag on her lap. Every now and then she glanced toward the office door, as if hoping the man would suddenly appear.“Still in meetings…” she murmured softly as she let out a breath.Her eyes returned to the view outside the window, but her mind was clearly not there. Since noon, she had come bringing lunch, hoping to spend time with Calvin, but instead had to wait quite a while because he was stuck in an important meeting.“Well, it’s work after all…” she whi
The afternoon in the southern city felt scorching. The sun stood high overhead, casting a blinding white light across the Ashford company branch project site. A thin layer of dust drifted into the air every time a project vehicle passed by, while the sound of drilling machines, the foreman’s instructions, and the clanging of metal echoed through the atmosphere. In the midst of all that busyness, Calvin’s figure stood out.The man stood in the outdoor area with a white safety helmet on his head and a dark safety vest wrapped around his tall frame. The white shirt he wore beneath the vest had begun to cling slightly to his skin because of the sweat. One of his hands held a blueprint, while the other pointed toward the building structure that was still under construction.“This section needs to be reinforced again,” Calvin said firmly to the project foreman. “I don’t want a single mistake in the foundation.”“Yes, Mr. Calvin,” the man replied quickly.Even under the blazing sun, Calvin’s
Morning came to the presidential hotel suite with golden light slipping softly through the gaps of the tall curtains. The sunlight reflected off the polished marble floor, forming warm lines that stretched all the way to the edge of the bed. Camelia had woken up first. With her hair still falling loosely down her back and wearing a thin cardigan over her home dress, she stood near the wardrobe while choosing Calvin’s work outfit.Her hands moved carefully, brushing over the row of expensive suits hanging neatly.“The dark gray or the black?” she murmured softly as she turned to look at Calvin, who was still half leaning against the headboard.Calvin looked at his wife with the corner of his lips lifted, clearly more interested in looking at Camelia than thinking about the color of his suit.“Either one is fine,” he said in a low voice. “As long as you’re the one choosing it.”Camelia let out a soft huff, but the faint smile on her face could not be hidden.“All right, Mr. Ashford.”Sh
The night grew later. The city lights outside the presidential suite window cast a soft glow into the room, creating a warm atmosphere that contrasted with the cold air from the air conditioner. After finishing the dinner brought by Ziyi—which was now enjoyed together by the two of them—Camelia sat leaning against the large sofa near the window, while Calvin sat beside her with one arm resting casually around her shoulders.The silence between them was no longer an awkward one.Instead, it felt comfortable.Like two people who had finally found their way back home.Calvin turned his head, looking at Camelia’s face, which seemed much calmer than it had been that afternoon. His fingers gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, then his eyes narrowed slightly, as if something had long been bothering his mind.“Camelia.”“Hmm?” Camelia turned to look at him, her cheeks still slightly flushed from being kissed over and over again as soon as she arrived at the suite.Calvin smiled
Night had fallen. Behind the glass window of the presidential suite at the hotel where he was staying, Calvin stood with one hand resting on his waist, while the other gripped his phone, its screen lighting up and dimming again.Camelia’s name was still displayed in the call history.It was already the eighth call, but Camelia still had not answered.Then the message he had sent an hour ago was still marked as unread.[Darling, listen to me first][She is only the past][Don’t stay mad for too long]There was no reply.Calvin let out a long breath, then dropped himself onto the sofa in a weary motion. His suit jacket had already been taken off and lay draped over the back of the chair, his tie slightly loosened, making his usually perfect appearance now look disheveled.“Why does it have to be now…” he muttered as he rubbed his face.His mind was filled with Camelia’s sulking face before she ended the video call that afternoon. He could still imagine his wife’s tone of voice, which ha
Chapter 47That afternoon, Calvin’s hospital room felt quiet. Mira had just gone home for a while, while Samantha went out to buy something. For the first time since being hospitalized, Calvin was truly alone.He leaned against the bed while playing with his phone.Work notifications kept coming in
Chapter 33The ballroom lights were still bright when Juna returned to stand beside Camelia. Soft music flowed, the guests’ conversations blending into one. Camelia tried to appear calm, even though her heart had yet to steady itself.Juna glanced sideways, then his gaze stopped at Camelia’s neck.
Chapter 35The taxi stopped in front of the apartment that Camelia knew all too well. The building lights were still on, just like six years ago. Only her feelings were different.“We’ve arrived,” Camelia said softly.Calvin did not respond. His head drooped, his heavy body leaning against her. The
Chapter 31Inside the taxi, Camelia sat leaning back against the seat, the window slightly open. The air brushed against her neck, making her reflexively pull the collar of her jacket higher. Her fingers touched the skin beneath her ear, right at the spot where Calvin’s kiss had been earlier.“Why







