Se connecterShe had grown used to seeing him in his loud floral Hawaiian shirts, but never in something like this. And she couldn’t quite explain why it amused her so much.Was it because he looked oddly… endearing, wearing that apron?Damn it. Just last night, she had been seething with anger at him. That very
Phillian’s lips pressed shut once more, as though sealing in whatever words had threatened to escape. He fell silent, lost in thought.Then, without another word, he quietly walked toward the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped out. But before closing it, he turned back to her, his eyes resting on
Calley didn’t know how long she had been staring at the painting hanging above the headboard in Phillian’s room. It was a different painting now—not the one he had once made for her.Of course, Phillian had taken that down. Why wouldn’t he?But…Her gaze wandered across the room, unsettled. Why had
The loud ringtone jolted Calley awake, making her straighten in her seat. She turned her head to the side, catching sight of Phillian still focused on the wheel, driving steadily.She blinked, groggy. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. Shaking off the haze, she shifted her gaze out the
“Phillian! What are you doing?! You can’t force me to come back to Asteria!”“Who told you I’m bringing you back there?”She froze.Where was Phillian planning to take her?When the only possible place dawned on her, she gasped. But she didn’t have the chance to speak again before they reached the t
“Ugh, you look terrible.”That was the first thing Sacred said when they met, two days after she had confirmed her condition. They met at a restaurant near her apartment.“I had to fly all the way from Texas just to meet you,” he said as he sat across from her, his gaze fixed. “Make sure this is wor
"Dinner is served, Ser!" Nelly greeted cheerfully the moment Phill entered the dining area. She had just placed a large plate of baked seashells on the table when her boss appeared.Phillian approached the table in silence, his eyes scanning the spread before him. Aside from the baked seafood, there
“Is that the shed?” Calley asked Nelly as they reached the coastline where Phillian’s shed stood; the one he supposedly spent most of his mornings in.It was just eight in the morning, and Nelly had invited her to walk down to the beach to bring breakfast to the fishermen who worked for Phillian. N
Calley scowled as she looked down at the fishing net. It was so tangled, she felt like her brain had tied itself into knots just staring at it.“Work on what, exactly?” she asked, her gaze snapping back to Phillian, who looked far too serious for this hour of the morning.“Untangle that net. Nelly k
Nelly was lucky to be loved like that…“Here you go, love,” Nelly added, grabbing the basket from her and handing it to her boyfriend. “Go call the rest of the team and dig in.”“Thanks, love. Talk later, okay?” Ambong winked, making Nelly giggle uncontrollably.After Ambong left, Nelly turned to he







