Novel & Cerita Ily Day

she said, glancing her eyes at the pile of foreign novels she needed to translate. "Even though it's Mr. Ryeol's birthday today, delicious food will be served," Park Jini teased, glancing at Lee Umji, who didn't budge. As an ordinary employee. Your boss's birthday celebration will really help your stomach get good nutrition. Especially if the end of the month is like now. Lee Umji once again turned down Park Jini's offer. She really cannot and does not want to go to a crowded place. Fatigue and tiredness had accumulated in her body. After working later, she just wanted her eyes to be closed quickly. Rest.

A few minutes before lunch ended, Joel left the cafeteria to receive a phone call. By the end of the day, Isabelle felt drained, but Emily was quite the opposite. “Emmy, let's go home already.” “Wait, wait, wait,” Emily said, slapping Isabelle's arm and Isabelle slapped her hands away. “Dave and some guys are playing a friendly match against the SS2 students. It's supposed to be training or something. But they said it'll be fun.” “So?” “What do you mean so? Your grandma's probably at your place right now. Going home early is like having an early death wish. Let's have a little fun before we go back and face that witch.”

"I've always been waiting for you all these years. No matter what choices you made before, or what doubts you carry now, just give me this chance. I will spend the rest of my life protecting you." … That night, Edward, being the gentleman that he was, arranged a room for me, and we slept separately. I couldn't sleep, so I picked up my phone and began scrolling aimlessly. Suddenly, a friend sent me a link. I opened it, and to my surprise, it was a video of Gilbert proposing to Cheryl. There was a drone light show, a sea of flowers, and carefully arranged lighting. Basically, it was a scene of extravagance. On screen, Gilbert knelt on one knee, holding out a ring to Cheryl affectionately. Cher

Ahytttt, it's my birthday, but it's already ruined. ~Ylluscion

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The next morning, Heather woke to the sound of activity in the kitchen. Mitchell was back, bustling around with enthusiasm. As Heather stepped out of the bedroom, Mitchell glanced up and greeted her with a bright smile, his eyes crinkling with warmth. "Come try the banana oat cookies I just learned to make. They say it's great for soothing cramps during your period." Heather froze momentarily, her gaze lingering on the scene before her. Then, she slowly made her way to the dining table and sat down. Her eyes searched Mitchell's face, probing for answers.

Someone sarcastically remarked, "Of course. Termination doesn't scare him. He can sell his body. Not like secretaries make much anyway." Everyone gave me weird looks. Then, a greasy, half-naked guy leered at me. I saw him drool. "Nice bod, mate. I can do anything I want with you? How much for one time? I can't give you much. Not a rich guy. But I'm still Ms. Chandler's relative. How about a family discount?" I glared at Zoey, my expression dark and stormy. "You're going to hide the truth and let them insult me how they want?"

"Darling, things are a little hectic at work today. I won't be coming home tonight. Tomorrow's our anniversary, and I made a reservation for a candlelight dinner at Palmette House. Let's bring Crispin and enjoy the evening together," Edgar Snider's voice came through the phone, warm and gravelly. I listened absentmindedly as I tapped open Winifred Clayton's chat on WhatsApp. Just an hour ago, she had sent me a video—she and Edgar, tangled up in each other's arms, kissing like they couldn't bear to part.

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Becca smirked and shook her head, helping Kendra copy her notes. "Just that you're so grumpy." Becca said and everyone held back their laughs. "I am not. Its just," Demitri rubbed his face, his eyes especially,"morning ya know." Demitri bluffed and closed his binder. "Cheer up, we're gonna study together later and I don't want you to act like an ass." Becca said. "yeah, sure. We'll see." Demitri said. The rest of the class was uneventful. Just more notes and more homework pages. The other classes were all the same. For other students, this day may have seemed tedious or even frustrating. For Demitri and Becca, this was a typical good day of productive learning.