He wanted to give Layla whatever she wanted and that was the way he had been treating Layla all long since she was a child."You know my condition," Eric deadpanned. "You wouldn't want Layla to marry me, only to be widowed later. She would be in far more pain then. Just talk some sense into her and make her marry a normal guy. She will forget about me at some point," Eric said.Elliot agreed with Eric that Layla would suffer no matter what and it was normal to think that it would be better to cut the losses early.While others could look at the matter objectively, Elliot could not do so and all he knew was that he did not want to upset Layla."My wife told you everything." Elliot stared into Eric's eyes. "We won't try to talk Layla into giving up. If that's what you want, you will have to talk to her. She is twenty-five, not two, or five. She gets to make the calls about her own life."Eric had not expected such a sudden change to Elliot's view on the matter."Don't look at me li
Ivy knew that Robert was only trying to be responsible by staying home with her, as he used to stay out with his friends until ten at night."Dad and the others should be back soon, right?" Ivy asked.Once her parents were back, Robert would no longer have to stay with her all the time."They need to wait until Uncle Eric is discharged," he said, before covering his mouth. "We can't call him that anymore. He is going to be our brother-in-law.""Have they started dating, then?" She asked.The servant walked over and placed a bowl of soup in front of Robert. "It's freshly made. Try it."Robert immediately picked up his spoon and took a sip. "Yeah. It's thicker.""The onion and mushroom are cooked until they completely dissolved," the servant said. "This is your mother's favorite.""Mushroom soup isn't that popular in Bridgedale, so Mom doesn't get to have great mushroom soup over there," Robert said. "Uncle Eric will be discharged soon, anyway, so Mom should be home soon.""I th
"..." Ivy could tell that Robert was bored from staying at home with her every night. Since Robert wanted to hire an escort, she would not stop him."Okay! Go on, then! I will work on my assignments after this and you can tell me when the escort arrives." Ivy wanted to finish her assignments sooner so that she could play poker with Robert.Once Ivy was back in her room, Robert started looking for escorts of all different categories on social media.The servants came to clean the table and one of them said to Robert, "Robert, make sure whoever you call here doesn't take photos of the house.""I will tell them that. I'm just curious...""You are bored, aren't you.""A bit. Don't tell my parents about this.""I won't. Are you really going to play poker later? I will look for the cards.""Maybe. Maybe not. It depends on what Ivy wants! She locks herself in her room to practice her pronunciation every single day and I want her to relax for a while," Robert explained. "Should I hire
"Are you okay?!" The bodyguard hurried over to support Robert to keep him from falling.Robert shook his head and turned to look at the woman wailing on the ground."Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" He walked over to try and help her up.Just then, Ivy heard all the noise and walked out of the mansion."Robert, what's going on? What happened?" Ivy stepped out in just her slippers as she was in a hurry to see what had happened.Robert covered his face as he struggled to explain himself.In truth, there was no need for an explanation because anyone would be able to tell what was happening from the way the woman was dressed.He had only wanted the escort to spend some time with his sister and him, but the woman clearly had other ideas on her mind. "Um..." Ivy walked over to Robert and scratched her head awkwardly. "Robert, is this the escort you hired?"He pursed his lips and nodded."Why would you hit me? What did I do to deserve this? Don't think that you can
The bodyguard immediately grabbed the woman and escorted her out.He had never seen Robert so angry before. Robert had always been a gentleman and had been kind not only to his family but also to those who work for him."Robert, don't get upset. It's a complicated world out there, and it's normal that there are things we don't know." Ivy consoled Robert. "Don't worry. I won't tell Mom and Dad, or Hayden and Layla for that matter."Robert turned to look at Ivy with flushed cheeks. "Ivy, do you think that the people who remove grey hair are actually…""It can't be! I saw their accounts, and it is filled with pictures and videos of them actually removing gray hair for customers!" Ivy exclaimed."Oh... I guess I was just too naive."The two chatted along, not noticing that one of the servants was holding her phone. "Robert, Ivy, none of you answered your phone just now, so your mom called me instead." The servant had been standing by the door and witnessed the entire exchange after r
"Robert, you are more innocent than I think you are." Ivy was amused by what happened but did not dare to laugh seeing how embarrassed he looked. Robert rubbed his nose awkwardly."I guess that just means that all the friends you've been hanging out with are innocent as well," Ivy concluded. "Which is great. It means that you have great friends."Robert was so utterly humiliated that he did not mind being teased by his sister."Dad looked into each of my friends, and he wouldn't let me hang out with them if they were bad people," Robert explained. "Our parents are really protective.""A university is its very own community." Ivy poured him a glass of water. "But I think whether a person gets influenced by bad people or not depends on them. There are people who cave in to their darkest nature even when they are surrounded by good people.""Do you think that I will become a bad person, then?" Robert took a sip of the water."Of course, not. No one in our family ever will.""Ivy,
She read aloud a few articles and Harry pointed out places where she could improve, and thus, make herself sound more impressive. Two hours had passed.The servant came over with some snacks and fruit to remind them that it was time to rest."You've improved so much, Ivy. You sound so much better now," Harry said."I said so, too, Mr. Gardner, but Ivy won't believe me," the servant said with a smile."You really did improve," he said.The servant immediately said, "I said that she can be a broadcaster now. What do you think?"Harry glanced at Ivy.Ivy waved her hands without hesitation. "She is just kidding! I still need more practice.""Do you want to try being an intern, Ivy?" Harry asked. "Your winter holiday is approaching, and our TV station picks a number of students from your university for our internship program...""I heard," Ivy said sheepishly. "I've applied for it as well because my classmate encouraged me to do so. I know that interns are usually third-year and
Robert simply thought that it would be tough to work in the middle of the night.Though he would stay up late from time to time, he knew just how exhausted one would be the next morning.Ivy had never stayed up and was used to going to sleep early, so her health might be affected if she started working the night shift all of a sudden.They were not short of money, and Robert's heart ached at the thought that Ivy might suffer, which was exactly what he assumed his parents would think as well."Not yet! It's late at night in Bridgedale right now. They are probably asleep." Ivy did not want to disturb her parents. "I will send them a message! Once they see it, they will call me.""Okay. So you've agreed to take the internship, then?" he asked.Ivy nodded. "It's a rare opportunity, so I definitely have to take it. I was hesitant before because I didn't think I was qualified. They usually hire third-year and fourth-year students, and I'm just half a year into my first year...""You w