로그인Auri’s hands clenched tightly.
“For now, I’m aware of that status,” Auri replied calmly. “But that doesn’t give you the right to interfere in every aspect of my life.”
“Even working with a man like him?” Ethan’s tone grew sharper—louder, edged with clear displeasure.
Auri raised an eyebrow. “A man like him?”
Ethan scoffed. “My business rival. And I just saw him sitting comfortably i
“Not just handle it,” Lucas corrected calmly. “I want you to design the entire floral concept.”Auri fell silent for a moment.“This isn’t just decoration,” Lucas continued. “I want the flowers to be part of the visual experience. Not just a backdrop.”Auri’s gaze dropped back to the folder in her hands. Some sections even showed direct integration between the dresses and the surrounding floral elements, shapes, even the mood they were meant to evoke.“…This is quite complex,” she murmured.Lucas nodded. “That’s exactly why I don’t want to hand it over to a generic vendor.”Auri looked up.“I’ve seen how you work,” he went on. “The details most people overlook… you turn into the focal point.” His tone remained professional, measured. The kind of confidence that came from someone used to handling l
That morning, the shop was anything but quiet.The bell rang almost nonstop. Orders came in one after another, and Auri barely stopped moving from the moment they opened. Her hands worked swiftly, her steps steady—everything flowing in a rhythm she knew by heart.Even so, she didn’t ignore her condition.There were moments when she paused, sitting back in a chair tucked into the corner of the shop. Not to rest completely—just enough to ease the strain in her body. Gia handled part of the workload, and with orders increasing day by day, Auri had even decided to bring in an intern to help.“Auri, what time is the moth orchid order being picked up?” Gia asked without looking up, her hands busy wrapping another arrangement.“Four this afternoon. Mrs. Hans wants it delivered straight to the venue.”Gia gave a quick thumbs-up.Meanwhile, Auri returned to arranging another bouquet, following the orde
“…A lawyer?” Rick blinked, momentarily caught off guard. Canceling meetings—only to schedule a legal consultation?“I won’t repeat myself, Rick,” Ethan said, his tone edged with warning.“Y-Yes, sir. I’ll arrange it right away.” Rick quickly excused himself, questions swirling in his mind. But there was nothing he could do except follow orders.***An hour later, Ethan was seated in a private meeting room.Several important reports lay open in front of him. He skimmed through them with sharp focus, though part of his attention remained elsewhere waiting.It didn’t take long. The door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped inside with calm, measured strides. “Good morning, Mr. Ethan.”“Morning,” Ethan replied shortly.They exchanged a brief handshake before taking their seats across from each other.“I’ve received a brief overview from your assistant,” the lawyer began. “He mentioned you’re seeking legal consultation. I’d like to hear the details directly from you.”Ethan didn’t answer
Morning came like any other day.There was no trace of last night’s chaos—at least, not on the surface.Ethan looked immaculate. His suit fit perfectly, his shirt crisp without a single crease. His hair was neatly styled, his expression calm. As if the man who had sat staring into a glass of wine all night was someone else entirely.But only Ethan knew—nothing was truly over.He made his way down the stairs, already preparing to head to the office. There was something he needed to take care of. Immediately.Downstairs, the atmosphere in the kitchen felt… different.Familiar voices reached him before he even stepped into the dining area. Anna. And his mother. The warm scent of breakfast lingered in the air, drifting softly toward the dining table. Plates were neatly arranged, thin wisps of steam still rising from freshly prepared dishes.His mother stood by the table, inspecting each dish with her usual precision—a habit that never changed. “Don’t make the soup too salty,” she said, he
Night fell slowly over the Harrow residence.The main lights had been dimmed, leaving only the warm glow of a corner lamp in the living room, stretching shadows longer than usual. The house felt quiet—almost too quiet. And its owner seemed to take advantage of that silence, trying to steady himself.Ethan sat alone on the sofa.His coat was gone. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone. One arm rested against the back of his head, while the other loosely held a glass of wine he hadn’t really touched.His mind refused to settle. Valencia’s words. Auri’s expression. The divorce papers he had just received. Everything tangled together, leaving his thoughts in complete disarray.He let out a long breath.“You’re not asleep yet?”The voice came softly from behind him.Ethan didn’t need to turn to know who it was. “No,” he answered shortly, gently swirling the wine in his glass. He let the sound of footsteps approach without looking back.Anna walked slowly, stopping not far from the s
Ethan didn’t respond.“You should’ve seen this coming, Ethan,” she pressed on. “A woman who gets even the smallest opportunity often forgets her place.”Anna lifted her head slightly, watching in silence. She didn’t interrupt—but it was clear she was savoring the direction this conversation was taking.“Now she thinks she has the option to discard you,” Valencia said coldly. “She thinks she doesn’t need you anymore.”That was enough to make something in Ethan snap again.A low growl escaped him as his fists clenched even tighter.Valencia looked at him intently. “And this is only the beginning.”Ethan lifted a brow slightly. “What do you mean, Mom?”“If she already dares to act like this with just a small business,” Valencia paused, locking eyes with her son, “what do you think will happen when she gets a bigg
After Auri said it, no one spoke.Anna—and especially Ethan—looked stunned. His eyes were wide, as if he couldn’t believe she had said those words so easily.But the truth was, every word Auri had spoken came from a place of deep disappointment. How could the man who had once been so attentive, so
Anna cleared her throat softly before speaking.“If you’re still upset about the cake I gave you, I’m sorry—even though it wasn’t my fault. I didn’t know you had a severe peanut allergy. If I had known—”“Ah, since you brought that up,” Auri cut in, her gaze shifting slowly toward Anna. “I already
“Ma’am, I’ve prepared some beef soup for you. Please try to eat, even if it’s just a little.”Ms. Sonia’s voice made Auri lift her gaze toward the bedroom door.“Just leave it on the table, Ms. Sonia. And thank you for making it for me.&rdqu
Auri turned toward him. “Good afternoon. How can I help you?”The man hesitated. “Um… my usual order?”Auri blinked in confusion for a moment, then realized dawned.“Ah—the ten lilies gentleman?”Her words drew a faint smile from him. “Yes. I’d like to pick them up now.”“Would you mind waiting for







