登入As always, it was very easy to spot Oliver’s bright red car among all the blacks and greys. Oliver stood outside, leaning on the car door, enjoying his hot cup of coffee—Lyla had kindly poured the coffee she brought him into a to-go cup. When he spotted Sophie, he immediately walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her.“Thank you,” Sophie said as she put on her seat belt.Oliver tipped his imaginary hat before walking back to the driver’s seat.Neither talked much during the drive, as they always did. Sophie spent the entire ride looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought. Oliver glanced over at her a few times, and when he noticed that Sophie was quieter than usual, he finally asked.“Is he bothering you?”Sophie turned to him. “What?”“Your ex-husband,” Oliver clarified. “Is he pestering you?”Sophie hummed and thought about it for a moment. She knew Adrian enough to understand what he was trying to do—he thought he could relive their college days, and with effo
As always, it was very easy to spot Oliver’s bright red car among all the blacks and greys. Oliver stood outside, leaning on the car door, enjoying his hot cup of coffee—Lyla had kindly poured the coffee she brought him into a to-go cup. When he spotted Sophie, he immediately walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her.“Thank you,” Sophie said as she put on her seat belt.Oliver tipped his imaginary hat before walking back to the driver’s seat.Neither talked much during the drive, as they always did. Sophie spent the entire ride looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought. Oliver glanced over at her a few times, and when he noticed that Sophie was quieter than usual, he finally asked.“Is he bothering you?”Sophie turned to him. “What?”“Your ex-husband,” Oliver clarified. “Is he pestering you?”Sophie hummed and thought about it for a moment. She knew Adrian enough to understand what he was trying to do—he thought he could relive their college days, and with effo
Sophie blinked at Oliver’s towering figure. Part of her wondered what he was doing here, but another was just glad she had help to deal with Adrian, whom she found to be more and more unreasonable.“Oliver Blackwood,” Adrian muttered, so quiet that Sophie almost didn’t hear it. But even that faint, Sophie could still find an edge in the way Adrian said Oliver’s name.Somehow, Sophie always felt that Adrian had a bone to pick with Oliver. But as far as she knew, they never had any opportunity to interact before, so Sophie always wondered where the hostility came from.Oliver walked over to them, his face showed his usual friendly face. “Hello, Mr. Beckett,” he greeted, then turned to Sophie. “Miss Langham,” he added with deliberate emphasis.Sophie didn’t catch the way Adrian’s face darkened.“Did I interrupt something?” Oliver said, his tone light as ever.“Yes,” Adrian said with a polite front. “I’m currently talking with my wife.”Sophie was about to correct him, but Oliver spoke be
Immediately after he talked to Sophie, the withdrawals gradually slowed down. Even Beckett Holdings had lost quite a few partners in this ordeal, and those who left were reluctant to enter any new partnership, at least for now the situation wasn’t looking too grim.Adrian smiled. So she still cared. Sophie was still the same woman he fell in love with that even if they were separated, Sophie was still willing to help him.With the company stabilized, and a new contract with Senator Ballard signed, Adrian slowly gained back the lost trust. Now that he had something to work on, he could definitely bounce back. He knew, because it had happened before. And just like that time, he would overcome this too.But first, Sophie.The moment work hour ended, Adrian rushed out to Meadow Lane. He stopped by a florist to get a bouquet of calla lily, Sophie’s favorite flower, because there was no way he would come empty handed.He was trying to win her back, after all.Sophie cared. That was hope eno
Weeks passed, and it was finally autumn. Sophie gave Edmund a big hug as a boarding announcement rang through the airport. Neither let go for a long time until Oliver cleared his throat.“Don’t you have a plane to catch?” he said.“Boarding just started. I still have time,” Edmund replied.“He’s right, Ed,” Sophie sighed as she let go first. “It will be silly if you miss your flight while already in the airport.”Edmund frowned. “I can always book a new flight.”Sophie could only laugh. “How did you become this unreasonable?”“And how did you become such a crybaby?”Sophie cringed, because Edmund’s words hit her right where it hurt.Another announcement rang, and this time, Edmund finally waved goodbye. He disappeared into the terminal gate. Sophie watched Edmund as he took an elevator. He needed to go back to England because frankly, his States visit was abrupt and unplanned.Sophie tightened her coat—one Mrs. Whitaker insisted she should accept—and her eyes started blankly around th
“So you’re getting divorced?” her father asked, in a tone so nonchalant that it didn’t at all feel like there were years between their last meeting.“Yes,” Sophie replied. “Edmund was a great help.”Her father gave a small hum, then silence settled for a while. It wasn't uncomfortable, only unfamiliar after so many years apart. “And are you still planning to stay in the States?”Sophie went silent for a beat. It was somehow refreshing to hear her father speak in such a matter-of-fact way. In truth, he was never a man of emotions. “I started a company here. I might still need to stay here to oversee it.”“I heard. Meadow Lane?”“Yes.”“Is everything okay now?”“Yes,” Sophie nodded. “I got help from Oliver.”Her father paused for a moment. “Why not from us?”“Huh?”“Why didn’t you ask us?”For once, Sophie didn’t know what to say. “I didn’t think you’ll—”“We will, Sophie. Whatever it is you asked for, we will.”A lump formed in her throat. For a few seconds, no one talked.“But I sup
Early in the morning, Sophie woke up to yet another charade.When she opened her eyes, she couldn’t find Adrian. She found him in the kitchen, operating the coffee machine. It was what she got for their first wedding anniversary, back when Sophie said she wished to enjoy espresso anytime she wanted
Adrian fulfilled his promise. Just as the clock struck midnight, Sophie could hear the beeping of their door system. She swiftly assumed her usual role. The wife, who was always ready to welcome her husband back.“Adrian, you’re too much,” Sophie said with a pout. “Not a word, not even a text. Do I
Their dinner ended on an unsatisfactory note.Adrian had to leave because of a work emergency. Sophie couldn’t even tell if it was real or not—if Adrian was just stealing fractions of time to be with Julia Hall.“I’ll make it up to you,” Adrian had said.But it had been two days, and Adrian was now
Three years. Turned out Sophie could only live as Mrs. Beckett for a mere three years. “How disappointing,” she said as she put down the photos in her hands. On the coffee table, there were even more photos of Adrian Beckett. Nation’s ideal husband, they said. Sophie snickered, her eyes scanned th







