Kimberly lowered her eyelids, remaining silent as she started the car and drove away.Steven watched the retreating car, his expression calm but his fingertips involuntarily trembling. So, she wasn't willing to exchange a word with him anymore?Kimberly drove into the Wilson family estate, passing a long stretch before reaching a sizeable Chinese-style courtyard. The house was built in a traditional style but decorated elegantly, blending ancient and modern elements perfectly.As she drove closer, nanny Mila came out, delighted to see her. She was all smiles as she approached to take Kimberly’s coat and bag from her."Ms. Wilson! Come in. It's cold outside," Mila greeted with a smile."Hello, Mila," Kimberly greeted back sweetly.Mila, holding her hand, seemed very happy. "Everyone's here, just waiting for you."Hearing this, Kimberly’s smile stiffened.Before she could ask, she heard laughter from inside the house, quite lively, as if the Wilson family was celebrating an early New Ye

His voice filled her ears, cold and clear like shattered jade, sincere yet tinged with vulnerability.Kimberly's heart raced uncontrollably.It was as if the cold night of winter had been drawn near to a warm, burning hearth, gradually warming her long-chilled heart.The wind stirred the branches around them, flinging frost and snow onto their faces. Through their clothes, she could feel the warmth emanating from his body. His embrace was surprisingly warm.His arms offered a broad and warm shelter, seemingly capable of blocking out all the storms and tempests of life.Samuel wants to be with her?Such a gentle and moving statement seemed out of place for their relationship.No one had ever said such a thing to her. Kimberly's eyelashes fluttered lightly.Why did Samuel want to be with her? Was it just because they had been together a few times or because he kept a hairpin of hers? Was she deluding herself into thinking it was because of affection?Kimberly forced herself to stay comp

Kimberly allowed him to hold her hand, her lips slightly pursed. The words he had said outside were hurtful, even if it was a misunderstanding, and the rift between them remained. It was hard for her to apologize now.Avoiding his direct gaze, her voice softened a bit as she said, "Tonight, I want to stay"She was still avoiding their relationship, especially after his embrace in the flower bed and his words about wanting to be with her.Seemingly understanding her thoughts, his long, strong arms wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her between his parted legs. His black trousers brushed against her exposed legs beneath her skirt. His deep, dark eyes fixed intently on her as he spoke in a low, slow voice, somewhat pleadingly, "Can I stay?"This was the first time Kimberly saw him from this angle. He sat tall and upright while she stood. From her perspective, his facial features were sharply defined, exuding a natural authority. His long, sharp eyes, high nose bridge, and thin, pa

On a cold winter morning, the world outside was blanketed in white snow, the landscape shrouded in a foggy haze, bringing a chill to the air.Kimberly curled up in the warm embrace, the comfortable temperature making her more reluctant to get up.As she was in deep sleep, she felt fidgety movements and warm breath tickling her ear. The hand around her, not content to stay still, traced her smooth back, slender arm, and slender waist, finally resting over her heart.Disturbed from her peaceful dream, Kimberly wanted to swat away the mischievous hand. However, the more she moved, the more unrestrained he became.Finally, unable to bear it anymore, she opened her eyes only to meet a pair of dark, narrow eyes. His eyebrows were slightly raised, seemingly laughing.He was purposely waking her up.Seeing her awake, he immediately leaned closer, his long fingers gently brushing the hair off her fair cheek.His lips curved into a faint smile as he leaned close to her ear, his voice low and te

After getting into the car, Kimberly remembered something important that needed clarification. She had intentionally set this issue aside with various matters clouding her judgment recently. Now that they had openly redefined their relationship, it seemed appropriate to address it.The charming and radiant Kimberly, with a hint of a smile on her lips and shallow dimples showing, turned to John and asked, “John, what made you think of applying for the position of my assistant back then? Wasn’t it a bit of an overqualification for someone of your status to work as my personal assistant?”Hearing this, John, who was driving, felt a chill run down his spine. He glanced at his boss, Samuel, who was engrossed in his documents, appearing indifferent and aloof. Feeling utterly unsupported, John knew he couldn't rely on his boss for help.John forced a laugh and chose a conservative response, “Miss Wilson, the compensation was good, and I needed the money at that time, so I applied for the pos