《The Two Of Us》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 40 章

The dining hall of the Sanders mansion was as grand as ever, bathed in the soft, golden glow of the chandeliers that hung like glittering constellations above. The long, polished table was set with an extravagant feast—crystal glasses filled with wine, silver platters laden with delicacies, and fine china that gleamed under the light. Yet, despite the opulence, the atmosphere was unusually light, almost cheerful. For the first time since returning from the cruise, Alice felt a semblance of ease. Conversations flowed effortlessly, drifting from business matters to travel anecdotes, and even lighthearted childhood memories as Grandma Janet indulged in her favorite pastime: storytelling. Kelvin sat beside Alice, his presence a constant reminder of the life she was still tethered to. He was as composed as ever, his sharp features softened slightly by the warm light. But Alice noticed the way his eyes flickered toward her occasionally, as if he were studying her. He pretended to focus on

After her outing, Alice arrived home that evening to meet Kelvin already in their bedroom. Her mind which was still tangled in the quiet intimacy she had shared with Daniel - the way his eyes held her like she was the only person in the world - was suddenly surprised to see Kelvin already home, lounging on the sofa already changed to his casual wear. His eyes locked on her the moment she walked into the bedroom. Alice stepped in, her features soft with exhaustion but her posture composed. Kelvin was sprawled lazily on the sofa, his shirt slightly unbuttoned. “I never knew Alice now spends time outside the house,” he said casually without looking away. Alice scoffed, slipping off her heels. “Yes. You're not the only one with the luxury of having fun outside the mansion,” she replied, her tone light but edged with bitterness. She bent down, picked up the shoes, and walked into the walk-in closet. There was a pause. Silence. Then Kelvin’s voice floated in, calm but cold. “So y

The breakfast dishes had been cleared, and Grandma Janet had retreated to her garden to enjoy her roses, leaving behind the heavy echo of her dream—to see a great-grandchild born into the Sanders family. Alice walked quietly back to her room, her steps slow but her heart beating a little faster. Not from excitement, but from the weight of everything unspoken. She closed the bedroom door gently behind her and let out a soft breath, a mixture of weariness and relief. Then, she settled on the edge of the bed, cradling her phone. She unlocked it and immediately saw Daniel's message waiting. A smile bloomed across her face before she could stop it. Daniel: “Still thinking about that sunset spot. I wish I could take you back there right now. It felt like our own little world.” Alice bit her bottom lip, warmth creeping up her neck. Alice: “Me too. I didn’t want to leave.” Daniel: “I know we can’t have everything. But I’ll settle for every stolen moment I get with you.” Her fing

Kelvin had no choice but to go home with Alice that moment. He went after her with hastened steps and caught up with her just as she was about to enter the car. Alice noticed his presence but said nothing as they both entered and the driver drove off into the city. The soft hum of the engine filled the silence, the only sound breaking the stillness inside the sleek black car. Streetlights spilled golden patches of light onto the windshield as the car glided through the quiet night, away from the glittering chaos of Mr. Raphael’s birthday party. Alice's profile was bathed in the gentle glow of her phone. Her fingers danced lightly over the screen, and every now and then, a small, genuine smile tugged at her lips. The kind of smile that lingered in Kelvin's mind, making him confused. The smile wasn't forced or cold. It was real, coming from the depths of her heart. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. That smile again. It burned something in his chest—an odd twist of

The event finally wound down under the cool embrace of night. Guests slowly dispersed, laughter fading into the distance, leaving only the soft rustling of leaves and the dying hum of classical music echoing from the speakers. Alice kept to herself during the ride home. She sat beside Grandma Janet in the back seat, replying only when spoken to, her mind still battling Daniel’s words and the emotions left in the wake of their accidental kiss. Kelvin sat in the front passenger seat, silent and tense. He had noticed Alice’s sudden change in demeanor at the event. She had suddenly become withdrawn, distant — her usual spark dulled beneath layers of thought. As the Sanders' car pulled into the grand driveway of their estate, the house lit up like a quiet palace, the family finally home after a long evening. Staff moved about, gathering bags. Grandma Janet, after complaining about how tired she was, bade them goodnight and retired to her bedroom. Just as Kelvin loosened his tie and