LOGINOnly the sound of the car engine filled the air, mixed with their uneven breathing.
Neither of them spoke.
Brown gripped the steering wheel tightly, holding onto his sanity-and his temper. He had actually made plans for tonight. After dropping Mr. Alexander off, he was supposed to pick up Kylie. He had even made a dinner reservation-at another place, not Bryan's restaurant. A romantic dinner he had carefully planned. During that dinner, they were supposed to talk about their future, discuss when Kylie wanted to have children, or chat about small, silly things while enjoying their meal and holding hands. Expressing their love-something they said to each other every day, yet somehow never enough.
After dinner, they would go home, take a warm shower together, drink hot milk, and end up in bed-entwined in each other's arms, whispering love into each other's ears. Ending the day at the peak of happiness.
But that plan was completely shattered now. The re
After that day, Stuart stopped coming to work. Word around the office was that his shoulder had dislocated, and he needed a few days of treatment in the hospital.But the man never showed up in front of Kylie again. When she casually asked one of her coworkers, they said Stuart had resigned and was planning to go abroad.Kylie couldn't help but laugh inwardly. So your courage is only skin-deep. Then why bother in the first place? She smiled to herself. It's better this way. You've met my husband once-that's enough. With that thought, she returned to her desk feeling lighter, though she had technically lost another colleague.No one knew that Stuart's disappearance wasn't just because of his injured shoulder, nor merely because of his encounter with Brown that evening. The truth was, while Stuart was still in the hospital, Brown had gone to see him personally."If you ever show up in front of my wife again," Brown said coldly, "I'll make sure you're sent t
Only the sound of the car engine filled the air, mixed with their uneven breathing.Neither of them spoke.Brown gripped the steering wheel tightly, holding onto his sanity-and his temper. He had actually made plans for tonight. After dropping Mr. Alexander off, he was supposed to pick up Kylie. He had even made a dinner reservation-at another place, not Bryan's restaurant. A romantic dinner he had carefully planned. During that dinner, they were supposed to talk about their future, discuss when Kylie wanted to have children, or chat about small, silly things while enjoying their meal and holding hands. Expressing their love-something they said to each other every day, yet somehow never enough.After dinner, they would go home, take a warm shower together, drink hot milk, and end up in bed-entwined in each other's arms, whispering love into each other's ears. Ending the day at the peak of happiness.But that plan was completely shattered now. The re
Stuart was never her ex-boyfriend. That was the truth.It was only Kylie's heart that had once been tied to him-but even so, the memories of the past weren't something that could be erased overnight. That's what memories were meant for, right? To either be remembered... or forgotten.And Kylie chose the latter. She wiped them away like dust from a dining table-gone without a trace.But the problem lay with the other person involved. Stuart couldn't seem to accept being forgotten. Instead, he grew obsessed-his curiosity and wounded pride driving him to keep pestering her, even when Kylie had made it clear she wanted nothing to do with him.Honestly, this was the only problem Kylie had at work.Other than that, she enjoyed her job-her colleagues, the daily challenges, the sense of fulfillment.Until today.After finishing their field assignment, Kylie and Stuart returned to the office in silence. Neither of them said a word. Kylie went stra
The workweek had to begin again after the weekend break.Kylie sat inside the car, parked right in front of her office building. Brown wasn't ready to let his wife go just yet. According to his schedule, he still had enough time before picking up Mr. Alexander, so he wanted to make the most of it."Babe..." Kylie leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'm going now. See you this evening, okay? Please pick me up later."But Brown didn't unlock the car doors. Instead, he straightened up behind the wheel, his eyes fixed on her. He reached out with his left hand, running his fingers gently through her hair, a teasing smirk curling on his lips as he tousled it."Four. Are you serious?"'Oh no, not this again. Still talking about kids?'Brown had clearly been provoked by Miss Livia's teasing remark yesterday-that Kylie wanted four children. Ever since they got home, he wouldn't drop the topic. He'd even brought it up again this morni
The garden was cool and peaceful, shaded by tall, well-kept trees. The air was filled with the gentle fragrance of blooming flowers, matching the perfect weather-neither too hot nor cloudy.After an hour's drive, they finally arrived for a picnic filled with snacks and a light lunch.Though, truthfully, the car had only been moving for half an hour-the rest of the time was spent flirting inside.Baby Davina was fast asleep in her carrier after drinking her milk. Her nurse sat beside her, munching on snacks while quietly observing the utterly surreal scene before her.Davina's nanny considered herself very lucky. She'd been chosen to take care of Mr. Alexander's daughter-earning a salary far higher than what she'd ever received at the hospital, not to mention the luxurious accommodations at the main house. Every cent of her pay went straight into her savings.Still, what she saw here often went far beyond normal human experience-from the replica road bu
Assistant Brown could always be counted on for everything.That much was clear today, just by looking at the main house courtyard. If it hadn't been for Brown, there was no way anyone could've come up with - let alone built - something as absurd as a life-sized replica of a public road.Maybe he was inspired by those old Barbie playsets, or perhaps those build-and-take-apart toys that barely exist anymore.What about the rest of the mansion's residents?Of course, they were eager to see Mr. Alexander drive his own car for the first time. But unfortunately, they had been forbidden from going outside to watch."If everyone gathers in the yard, the young master will feel awkward. So please, stay in your rooms and watch from your windows instead."Brown's request sounded more like a command. After that, he left without entertaining a single question.This was all, according to him, to make sure the young master had a "natural" driving exp







