로그인“No,” she said.“Anyway, it’s getting late. We can talk in person in the next day or two. You should get some rest.”James had decided it was better to end the call.Miranda could only answer, “Okay. We’ll talk in person.”After hanging up, Miranda picked up her mug and took a sip of tea. Then she glanced at the time.It was ten.She went upstairs and heard water running from the bathroom in the guest room. Felix was showering there.Miranda went back to the study and shut down her computer.She had already showered, but she wasn’t sleepy yet, so she sat in the upstairs sitting area and planned to read for a while.A short while later, Felix walked out in a set of pajamas.When he saw her reading under the light, a smile flickered in his eyes.“Done talking to James?” he asked, clearly still teasing her.“We’re done.”Miranda looked up and shot him a glare.Felix walked toward her while drying his damp hair.The couch was huge, but instead of sitting anywhere else, he in
Miranda was silent for a few seconds.Mrs. Gibson Sr.’s collection had been the work of her entire life. Her collection was filled with museum-quality pieces, from porcelain and paintings to other rare antiques. Every item had been carefully chosen and preserved over a lifetime.After thinking for a moment, Miranda said, “Then let’s keep it for now. In the future, we can pass it on to Mia and let her take care of it.”Felix looked at her and smiled.“Then I’ll build a private gallery for the two of you and have specialists manage and preserve everything.”Miranda froze slightly and looked up at him.“A private gallery?”Felix nodded.“A lot of the pieces in Grandma’s collection are museum-grade antiques. Ordinary storage conditions won’t be enough. A dedicated, climate-controlled gallery is necessary. In the future, anything you like can be added to it too.”Miranda really didn’t understand much about this, so she nodded.“Then I’ll leave it to you.”Just then, Mia came in h
Outside the window, the night deepened.Inside the room, the air grew warmer by the second.The light was dim, but Felix’s eyes were bright. Even as he kissed her, he still seemed determined to take in every expression on her face.Miranda noticed.She lifted a hand and covered his eyes, refusing to let him look.Felix let out a low laugh, his throat moving.“You won’t let me look?”Miranda didn’t answer. She only pressed her hand more firmly over his eyes.His thick lashes brushed against her palm like feathers, sending a faint tickle through her skin.Felix lowered his head. His kisses moved along the side of her neck, then to her earlobe, then her jaw.Each one felt like a spark landing against her skin.Miranda could feel the tension in his body, restrained and coiled tight, as if it might snap at any moment. Her breathing grew unsteady too.Without realizing it, her hand loosened.Felix lifted his head.There was something dark and intense in his eyes now, like a bea
Just like how he used to find his way into any meeting she attended.Even if he didn’t understand the topic, he still wanted to be there, just to hear what she had to say.But over the past three years, what he had received most from Miranda was annoyance and cold looks.Still, he had never given up.He had shamelessly kept appearing around her.And Miranda had never known how many important meetings he had pushed aside just to make it to hers. She had never known how rushed he had been on the way, all so he could arrive in time.Back then, whenever he looked at her with all that quiet affection, she would either ignore him or look at him with dislike.So all he could do was pretend to be calm.Felix gently pulled the woman beside him into his arms and said in a low voice, “Do you know how grateful I am that you didn’t actually marry someone else?”“When we got divorced, that extra clause of yours was pretty awful,” Miranda said, looking up at him.Felix suddenly hugged her t
Felix had come out with only a towel wrapped around his waist.He stood by the railing as if admiring the night view, his skin still damp from the shower. A drop of water slid from the ends of his hair, down over his broad shoulder, across the firm lines of his back, and lower, until it disappeared beneath the edge of the towel.He had an excellent body.Perfect proportions, with the lean, toned build of someone who had been disciplined for years.As he moved, his shoulder blades shifted slightly beneath his skin, like a pair of folded wings.He held a towel in one hand and casually dried his hair. Damp, his silver-gray hair looked darker, falling across his forehead and making his dark brows and deep eyes stand out even more.“What are you looking at?” Felix asked, raising a brow as he turned toward her with a low laugh.Miranda quickly lowered her gaze.“Nothing.”Felix walked over and sat down on the couch beside her.Despite herself, Miranda glanced at him out of the corn
A few tourists appeared in the distance, and Miranda almost instinctively pushed Felix away.Felix noticed and let out a low laugh.The last light of sunset spilled across the shoreline, catching on his sharp features.No matter the situation, he never seemed flustered or unsure. He was always calm and composed, and somehow that steadiness made her heart skip.Miranda’s breath caught slightly.When Felix smiled, his brows lowered just enough to make his gaze look deeper. The way he looked at her was so full of affection that she could barely hold his eyes.Miranda looked away and tucked her hair behind her ear.“I’m hungry.”“Come on. I’ll take you to the restaurant.”The hotel’s seafood restaurant was on the second floor. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows was an open view of the ocean.Night had already fallen completely. Under the moonlight, the surface of the water shimmered, beautiful as a painting.Felix had reserved a table by the window. The table was already set, a
At the restaurant, after they had placed their order, Miranda’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the message. It was from Ben.“Miranda, the afternoon meeting has been moved up to one o’clock. Please return to the office as soon as you’re done with lunch.”Miranda frowned slightly. That was sudden.“
Miranda picked up on it right away. If a company like that was investing in Zion’s lab, it actually made sense. The brain-computer interface project extended beyond medical applications. It had significant implications for aerospace development as well.“Leo, do you think this company has any conne
Miranda got back into her car. It was already 4:30 p.m., and it was time to pick up Mia. Just then, a message came in. She picked up her phone to check it, but it was not the message she had been waiting for.She let out a quiet sigh. There was still no word from Mike.Given the nature of his wo
Jacob had been looking for a chance to speak with Miranda. Seeing her standing beside Felix, he asked politely, “Mr. Gibson, may I borrow Dr. Stone for a few minutes?”Miranda paused, then heard Felix let out a light laugh. “Of course.”She turned and walked with Jacob toward the floor-to-ceiling







