A few days later, when Xavier met with Sharon, he noticed she kept glancing at her phone—typing, pausing, sending messages again and again.He couldn't help asking, "Sharon, have you been really busy lately?"Sharon finished typing before she looked up. "Not really."Seeing his gaze drift toward her phone, she added by way of explanation, "Thomas's still recovering. He often forgets to eat, so I just remind him sometimes."Xavier studied her quietly. "Sharon, you seem… quite concerned about him."She nodded without hesitation. "It's true. Thomas might work for me, but he's helped me with things far beyond his job description. I've always seen him as a friend."He watched her face—calm, composed, without the faintest trace of guilt or confusion. After a moment, he said, "Sharon, have you ever thought about… starting a new relationship?"She shook her head. "Honestly, my last one burned through all my passion. I don't want to think about love again—at least not for a while. "Rig
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