So Annabelle thought to herself—was Mr. Gregory being a little too proactive?Kendrick asked lightly, “So, do you want to go swimming with him alone?”He deliberately emphasized the word “alone,” as if suggesting she had ulterior motives. Annabelle could only respond, “...I never said that!”“Then that’s that,” Kendrick said calmly, taking her hand and leading her into the house.After a short rest, the three of them began preparing lunch.Gauge was every bit the privileged young master—clearly someone who’d never cooked at home before. He practically didn’t know how to do anything.He was too rough when washing vegetables, to the point of mangling the leaves.Then they had him try chopping vegetables—but the young master, with his obsessive need for precision, insisted on cutting everything perfectly uniform, each slice as neat as the next. At the rate he was going, they’d probably be eating tomorrow’s lunch.Kendrick and Annabelle didn’t even bother expecting him to cook anything. T
Kendrick’s face darkened. “It’s better to date someone older. Look at Mr. Murphy—he’s too young, can’t even cook. How’s he supposed to take care of a girlfriend?”Annabelle raised her eyebrows and gave the sly old fox a glance. Flicking the water off her hands, she smiled and said, “But younger guys are energetic—and no generation gap!”Kendrick let out a sharp “hmph.” “You think there’s a generation gap between us?”“I didn’t say us,” Annabelle teased, eyes twinkling. “Why are you jumping to conclusions? Having a midlife crisis already, Uncle?”The little bunny was obviously up to no good with that mischievous grin.Kendrick glanced at the loquat tree in the courtyard, then squinted at the sunlight filtering through its leaves, trying hard to stay calm.After all, he was turning 31 after the New Year. Couldn’t let a little girl get under his skin, right?But midlife crisis? Really?He was in his prime. A young man!So this young Mr. Gregory looked into the reflection on the glass. He
Annabelle hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time.When she lazily opened her eyes and looked out the window, she realized it was already dark.Ever since arriving at her grandma’s house and staying in this quiet little fishing village—far away from her usual life—it felt like she had escaped to another world. Her entire being relaxed, with nothing left to worry about.Kendrick didn’t have to stress over the corporation anymore either.Their biggest daily dilemma had become: what should we eat for the next meal?If only life could always be this carefree...Annabelle slowly sat up. After sleeping for so long, her whole body felt soft and mushy. She got out of bed and wandered into the courtyard, where she saw Kendrick sitting at the small table, smoking.When he heard her, he turned around.“Awake?”Kendrick stubbed out his cigarette and patted his thigh.Annabelle walked over without hesitation or shyness and naturally sat on his lap, arms around his neck, resting softly against his s
Annabelle smiled softly, her eyes twinkling with a mix of amusement and affection. "Why do you always have to compare everything?" she asked, her voice gentle and teasing."I just want to know," he replied, his voice low and earnest. He reached out and tucked a strand of Anna's hair behind her ear, his touch light but intimate. "What it feels like for you to be with me."Annabelle fell into deep thought, her gaze drifting away as she considered his question. The room was quiet, filled only with the soft sounds of their breathing and the occasional rustle of the sheets beneath them. After a while, she still hadn't answered. Kendrick sighed, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Is it really that hard to answer?""Hmm... it’s hard to describe," Annabelle murmured thoughtfully, her fingers playing with the edge of the blanket. "Before, when I was with you, just seeing you would throw my heart into chaos. My pulse would race, and I could hardly catch my breath. But now…” She trailed off, h
While Kendrick was cutting the watermelon, Annabelle couldn’t take her eyes off him.How strange—why did everything this man did seem so charming to her? Even slicing a watermelon looked handsome.It was as if her brain had automatically applied a beauty filter to him.Annabelle placed a hand over her chest, trying to calm her racing heart. But the more she tried, the faster it beat. The sweet words he had just whispered, every little expression and gesture of his, were now playing back in her mind like a movie…Kendrick held out the watermelon to her with a grin. “Little fangirl, stop staring. This handsome guy is your husband—100% confirmed.”Annabelle glared at him with a flushed face. “Narcissist!”Then she lowered her head, scooping out a bite of watermelon, determined to focus on eating.Just as she was about to take a bite, she noticed Kendrick had sat down.The other half of the watermelon was still sitting on the small stone platform by the well.“Aren’t you going to eat?”“Y
At first, Annabelle didn’t understand what he was up to. It wasn’t until they were back inside the house that she realized—Kendrick thought she looked a little too sexy wearing his oversized T-shirt, especially since it made it seem like she wasn’t wearing anything on the bottom. It sparked a lot of imaginative thoughts.Annabelle was both amused and exasperated. She lifted the hem of the T-shirt to show him: “I am wearing shorts! They’re just... a little short. But still totally decent!”But Mr. Gregory was persistent. In the end, Annabelle gave in and changed into her own clothes.Once they were both dressed, they returned to the courtyard.Annabelle noticed Gauge hadn’t touched the watermelon and asked why—after all, it was set aside just for him.Gauge pulled a ten-hole blues harmonica from his pocket and said, “If I eat now, I won’t be able to play.”She knew harmonica players had to keep their mouth clean before playing.Then, Gauge handed her his guitar. “Since we’re just hang
What Gauge wanted to discuss with Kendrick was a strategic collaboration between their two companies.Since stepping into the family business, Gauge had discovered a series of issues.Although Lin Jewelry appeared to be thriving, its narrow focus on a single line of business had left it vulnerable to serious challenges.Therefore, Gauge was planning to expand the jewelry and watch business within the next five years into leather goods, fashion products, and the perfume industry.He also proposed merging the group's original real estate construction division with a subsidiary of Gregory's Group. Murphy's Group would retain only a small share—essentially, a disguised sale to Gregory's.But the reason they couldn’t call it a sale outright was because Murphy's Group had started out in the construction industry. Gauge’s father, Simon, still held an emotional attachment to that legacy and couldn’t let go entirely.After the merger of the construction branches, Gauge hoped to acquire Gregory
When he heard the words “a piece of advice,” Gauge frowned slightly.“What is it?”“Expansion is fine, but don’t bite off more than you can chew,” Kendrick said calmly. “Business, like a meal, has to be taken one bite at a time.”Gauge frowned again. “I know my limits.”His father had already told him the same thing—almost word for word. That made Gauge quite annoyed, especially with Kendrick’s composed, experienced attitude. It made him look more mature, more seasoned.Even though Gauge knew that Kendrick was indeed far more capable than he was in the business world.In the past, he never cared much about that. But ever since he became vice president of the the Murphy Group and prepared to take over for his father, he had begun to compare himself to Kendrick in secret.He wanted to be more capable than Kendrick.At the same time, he also hoped that Kendrick would always remain strong—so he could better take care of Anna.Kendrick glanced at him and smirked. “You’re starting to sound
“Stop it, don’t say that!” Annabelle quickly interrupted him.Kendrick chuckled, “Well, you scared me first.”She had no choice but to comfort him instead. “Maybe I’ve just been too anxious lately and overthinking. Don’t be afraid.”Kendrick sighed and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.”Annabelle nodded. She felt the atmosphere was getting a little heavy. Since they couldn’t change the fact that they had to part, they might as well talk about something lighter.“When you come back, can you buy me two boxes of red bean cakes? From that pastry shop in Bellingham `Alley. One for me and one for Julissa, she loves red bean filling too.”Kendrick smiled and agreed, “Anything else?”Annabelle said, “There’s also a clay figurine shop on Lawrence Street. They make really cute little clay dolls. Can you bring me a pair? I want to put them on the bookshelf.”“Sure. What else?”Annabelle tried to think hard. She had only been to North City once, b
In truth, Kendrick had overestimated her.Five minutes later, Annabelle was completely defeated. She pushed Kendrick away and glared at him, her face red.Kendrick chuckled. “Still mad? Then how about…”“I’m not mad anymore!” Annabelle quickly interrupted.Smiling, Kendrick helped her get dressed, while he himself hadn’t even undone a single button the whole time.Annabelle sighed once more—she really was no match for the sly old fox. The moment she so much as wagged her tail at him, he had her thoroughly handled.She felt exhausted now and truly just wanted to lie down and rest.Kendrick glanced at the time and said there was still an hour before he had to leave. He told Anna to rest here for a bit—he would stay with her.So Annabelle lay on Kendrick’s lap and drifted off to sleep.Who knows how long had passed when she drowsily felt Kendrick pinch her earlobe. “Anna, I have to go. I’ll have Jax take you home to sleep.”Annabelle’s eyes flew open. “No, I want to see you off.”Kendric
Annabelle followed Kendrick back to the sofa and nestled into his arms.“Anna, I need to confirm something with you.”“Mm, go ahead.”Annabelle was tired and slowly lay down, resting her head on his thigh.“When you suddenly took off your shoes on stage earlier, was that improvised or did something happen?”Annabelle looked at him and replied that it definitely wasn’t an improvised move. It was her first time on the runway—she wouldn’t dare be reckless. The heels had a problem, so she had no choice but to take them off.Kendrick nodded. “I see. That explains it.”“Explains what?”Seeing how serious he looked, Annabelle grew a bit uneasy—this didn’t seem simple.Kendrick hesitated for two seconds, then showed her the video Jax had given him.It was footage taken backstage while the models were getting ready before going on stage. The cameraman had been arranged by Gauge to capture some behind-the-scenes content for the post-event promo video. Annabelle remembered this and had even gree
After Julissa left, Annabelle originally wanted to return to the dressing room to remove her makeup. But the room was packed—during the short time she was gone, her previous seat had been taken by another model.They were all touching up their makeup, preparing to showcase jewelry on stage later.Since Annabelle’s part was already done, it wouldn’t be right to fight for space, so she decided to head to the lounge and change her clothes instead. As for her makeup, she could just take it off at home.With that in mind, Annabelle headed into her private lounge.As she opened the door and stepped in, the lights were off. Just as she reached out to turn them on, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she fell into a strong, warm man’s embrace. The man quickly shut and locked the door behind them.She let out a startled cry, but the man silenced her with a kiss, swallowing her panicked gasp.He kissed her deeply. At first, Annabelle resisted, but soon she stopped struggling.Because the scent
Annabelle said somewhat regretfully, “My husband is on a business trip. I’ll probably just go home and sleep after this…”Truth be told, she did long for Kendrick’s praise and appreciation. Even if he only took her to grab some street food or shared a simple bowl of noodles at home to celebrate, she’d still feel completely content.But Kendrick was out of town, too busy to even attend the event, let alone celebrate.The interview wrapped up—everything that needed to be asked was asked, and things that shouldn’t be asked, Linda chose not to bring up. She ended it at the right moment.As she was about to leave, a flicker of emotion flashed through Linda’s eyes. She looked at Annabelle and said, “It’s been years since anyone cared whether I lived or died. Thank you, Ms. Sanchez.”Annabelle shook her head and looked into her eyes seriously. “I’ll be waiting for you to come find me.”Linda gave a slight nod.They parted ways—Annabelle headed toward the dressing room, while Linda told the c
At the check-in area of the press conference, Annabelle was being interviewed.Only one reporter was present today, but microphones and recording devices from multiple media outlets had already been set up on a small podium in advance.Annabelle stood on one side of the podium to make it easier for the microphones to pick up her voice.Before this, Gauge had asked her if she wanted to be interviewed. If she didn’t, he wouldn’t arrange it.Annabelle was a little resistant, but she agreed in the end.First, she was the brand ambassador, and it was her duty to cooperate with the promotion.Second, she had been avoiding the media for a long time, which only made the paparazzi even more eager to get her story. They had been chasing her down and trying everything to interview her.Even more frustrating, when they couldn’t get a real interview, they just made things up.Since that was the case, she figured she might as well accept the interview openly.Gauge understood her personality. To pr
The stylist handed the shoes to the girl, who quickly walked over to Annabelle.“Thank you,” Annabelle said as she took the shoes.“No worries!” the girl replied before hurrying off—she was about to go on stage.Annabelle bent down to change her shoes.The girl looked back at her, the corners of her mouth lifting in a slight smile, then stepped onto the runway.After putting on the heels, Annabelle stood up and took a few steps to get used to them. The heels were high, but she had worn taller ones before—she wasn't worried about twisting an ankle.Time ticked by. The runway show was nearing its end.Finally, it was her turn.Taking a deep breath, Annabelle stepped onto the runway, wearing designer Malina’s signature piece for the season.Applause filled the venue as she made her entrance.It was her first runway walk. Even though she had rehearsed countless times in her mind—and practiced on-site—it still felt entirely different in the moment.So many eyes were on her. To say she wasn
Kendrick paused for a couple of seconds—was Briley on the phone with Anna?After all, among the people going on stage today, the only one she could speak to in such an overbearing tone was likely Anna.Briley ended the call, though it sounded more like the other person had hung up on her. She came out of the stairwell with a dark expression.A male staff member happened to walk by, and she grabbed him to ask, "Hey, where's the models' makeup room?"The staff member pointed toward Kendrick and said, "Ma'am, head forward, turn right, go down to the first floor. The first room on your right is the one."Briley followed his gesture and, of course, saw Kendrick standing there.Kendrick gave her a faint nod. It was obvious from her stiff expression that she hadn’t expected to run into him.But she quickly forced a smile and walked over.They weren’t far apart, so she reached him in just a few steps."What a coincidence, Kendrick. Fancy running into you here. Have you been busy lately? How’s
Dale said that six months ago, she suddenly received an email from a stranger.The email contained dirt on her—scandals from before and shortly after she entered the entertainment industry. That person used it to threaten her into doing their bidding.Almost every piece of negative news about Annabelle on the internet in the past six months had been spread by Dale.But she had only ever communicated with the person via phone calls—never met them in person. What’s more, it was a one-way communication: the person always called her, using a hidden number and a voice changer. Dale didn’t even know if the person was male or female.What she could confirm, however, was that the person knew everything about Annabelle’s life—including her past—and had even provided a large number of photos, both recent and from her childhood, for Dale to use in edited images.Dale hadn’t kept doing it just because the person held something over her. That person had also painted her a beautiful lie—saying that