Semua Bab I wish it were you: Bab 981 - Bab 990

Scott chuckled helplessly. “The perfumer remembers the formula. If you like it, I’ll have her make a few more bottles for you to keep. You can have as much as you want in the future.”Only then did Julissa relax.She had thought it was a one-of-a-kind custom blend, something Scott had specially commissioned—a limited edition, gone once used up.“You should’ve said that earlier, Mr. Nichols. I was worried I’d run out.”Scott smiled faintly, reaching up to pinch her soft earlobe. His voice dropped low: “And the clothes—did you wear them?”Julissa’s cheeks flushed. She gave a sly grin: “Not telling you.”Scott’s lips curled slightly. This little woman had gotten bolder and bolder. Did she really not realize how dangerous she always was around him?“Then I’ll see for myself.” As he spoke, his arm tightened slightly.Julissa found herself pressed against him, and what really made her heart race was that his hand had already landed on the second button of her blouse.His fingers toyed

“It’s alright, I’m not busy right now,” Scott said.“Come sit over here.”Julissa kept her ears trained on the sounds outside.She could tell that Senior Yvette and Scott had moved over to the sofa area and sat down.Then she heard Senior Yvette speak first:“This is the key to your family house. Julian gave it to me before. He’s not in Elfhedge right now, so I’ll return it to you.”“You’ve decided to go back to Tokyo?”“Yeah. My parents have forgiven me, but after all these years apart, living together again feels… awkward—for all of us. I can already imagine, pretty soon they’ll start trying to set me up with someone again. But I just want some peace and quiet for now, so I’ve decided to go back to Tokyo. I’m used to life there anyway.”Scott paused for a couple of seconds.“As long as you’re sure.”Yvette continued:“Oh, and… you helped me hire a lawyer, paid for my treatments—it was a lot. I went through all the expenses and put the total in this card. The PIN is the last six digi

Scott agreed so easily that Julissa couldn’t help but feel a wave of disappointment.But there was nothing she could say, so she sulkily repeated,“Then go ahead and move back home.”For the rest of the workday, Julissa remained in a listless, melancholic state.When it was finally time to leave, she clocked out as usual and headed to the elevator with Mr. Nichols.She pressed the button for the first floor.Scott, meanwhile, pressed B2—the underground parking level.Julissa really wanted to cancel her floor selection and go with him, but she held herself back.When the elevator reached the first floor, she turned to look at Scott.“Then… I’ll get going first…”The CEO smiled and said,“See you tomorrow, Miss Hickman.”She gave him another glance, puffed out her cheeks, then walked out of the elevator with her head down.Since her apartment was close to the office, she could just walk home.Clutching a jar of salted eggs in her arms, Julissa trudged down the sidewalk. The jar felt rid

Julissa's heart raced as she met Scott's gaze. She knew exactly what he was asking, and the weight of his question pressed down on her. In the past, she would have replied without hesitation: Of course not! But now, the balance in her heart had already tipped. She knew how much she liked Scott. She also knew she longed for a deeper, more intimate connection with him. The thought of being closer to him, of sharing that level of intimacy, was both thrilling and terrifying.However, there was a promise she couldn't ignore. She had made a blood oath to her mom! She’d sworn that if she ever slept with Scott before marriage, she would lose her sense of taste and never enjoy food again. The memory of that promise was a heavy burden, and the fear of losing something so fundamental to her daily life was daunting. If that really came true, what joy would be left in the rest of her life?Scott looked at her, a bit anxious. His eyes searched hers, seeking an answer. “Why that expression? Are you

Scott looked down at her, eyes gleaming with a smile. He did look like a man who had gotten what he wanted—but more than that, he looked fulfilled, as if life itself had reached a perfect state.“Are you hungry?” he asked.Julissa had just had some intense ‘exercise’ and didn’t have much appetite. She shook her head.“Tired?” he asked again.“A little.”Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright like a mischievous fairy who’d just stolen a magical elixir—Scott couldn’t take his eyes off her. The desire in his gaze deepened.He flipped over, hovering above his little fairy. “Then… how about one more round?”…They started on the couch and ended in the bedroom.After this round, Julissa was completely wiped out, lying boneless on the bed. She no longer looked like a fairy who stole elixirs—more like someone who’d had her spirit energy drained.“Really tired?” asked a certain CEO with exaggerated concern.Julissa gave him a weak, death-glare.The man scratched his head and chuckled sheepis