"What, what is it?" Bruno's words finally caused Lizzie to cease her meaningless struggle, her gaze met his.Bruno's lips parted slightly, "Fall in love with me."Lizzie stared at him blankly. What did his words mean? Why did she feel like she was hallucinating?"That shouldn't be hard," Bruno noticed her astonishment, which was within his expectations. However, he didn't understand why he would make such a request to Lizzie.Did he want to possess this woman in his arms entirely?"No," Lizzie shook her head.She couldn't. How could she fall in love with him? She absolutely mustn't. That would be destined to hurt.Bruno's hand caressed her face, "you're afraid." Her retreating and fear made Bruno want her even more.Lizzie broke free from his hold and practically ran out of the restaurant. It wasn't until she had fled the restaurant that she realized she had left her handbag behind.What was she afraid of? Was she afraid that she would lose her heart? Could her once broken heart give
Lizzie sat in the living room, cradling Bob, waiting for him to return. Dinner was ready, but she had no idea when he would be back. Would he really return?“Bob,” she murmured, “what’s happened to me? Have I truly fallen for him? How can I fall in love with someone who doesn’t love me, who despises me?” She was completely lost.Bob, wrapped in her arms, could only stare at her with big round eyes, wagging his tail, unable to provide any answers.Lizzie sighed, resigning herself to the inevitable. Love or not, pain or not, if her heart was already beyond her control, what could she possibly do?With a click, the door to the apartment opened. Bruno, dressed in his customary black suit, exchanged his shoes for a pair of blue slippers at the entrance. He walked towards Lizzie.Lizzie continued to sit on the couch, watching him approach. Shouldn't she be more welcoming? But she didn't have the courage.Bruno sat next to her and with a quick move, Bob was detached from Lizzie's lap. His lo
The night grew darker, and in the bedroom, only a few rays of moonlight stubbornly seeped through the curtains, casting a faint glow onto the bed.Lizzie opened her eyes and shifted slightly. Without Bruno's embrace and warmth, she felt a chill even under the silk sheets. She turned her head and looked at his sleeping face. Even his sharp features, usually so cold, appeared softened with a hint of tenderness.He said he wanted her love, her heart. Could she give it to him? Her delicate hand gently caressed his face, and a different sensation spread across her left chest. When her soft hand brushed against his face, an electric current surged through her.The man before her suddenly opened his eyes, his large hand holding onto her small hand. "It's so late, and you still can't sleep. Did I not tire you out enough?" He casually spoke, his gaze fixed on Lizzie.In the dim moonlight, Bruno saw the radiance on her fair face, and in that instant, his heart skipped a beat. But it was only fo
By the time Lizzie left the Lin family mansion and returned to her apartment, it was already past ten in the evening. Lin Zhanpeng had urged her to stay, but it had been fifteen days since Bruno had left for a business trip. Would he be coming home soon?Alone, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the winter moonlight carrying a hint of chill. She found herself missing the warmth of his embrace, a sensation that made her yearn for him.She thought she would be relishing her freedom once he was gone, and she had convinced herself that she wouldn't wait for him. But why was she counting the days? Was she waiting for his return?She was uncertain if her waiting held any value. Bruno had disappeared in the past fortnight, without as much as a single phone call. Perhaps he was too busy to call.It wasn't until the soft whining at her feet drew her attention. Lizzie bent down and smiled, picking up Bob. "Bob, why are you still awake? Are you hungry, or are you waiting for me?
Upon returning to their apartment, Bruno and Adeline find themselves in the warmth of the kitchen, where Adeline is cooking a sumptuous steak dinner paired with red wine.Sat at the elongated dining table, under the shimmer of the chandelier, they sat facings each other. "Bruno, how's the taste?" Adeline asked while watching him take a bite of the steak."Mmm, juicy and tender; you still have a knack for frying steaks," Bruno chuckled, reaching for his wineglass to take a sip."I was worried it would not turn out well. I haven't cooked in quite a while." Adeline was confident, though. She had taken culinary classes to impress Bruno, mastering how to fry steak to the level of a five-star restaurant chef."Bruno, if you like it, I'd be more than happy to cook for you more often," she offered, ready to take on the kitchen duty every day if it made him happy.Bruno set down his wine glass and shook his head. "You don't have to go through that trouble. If we feel like it, we can always din
Lizzie stood by the window, cradling Bob in her arms, her face lit with a smile. "Look, Bob. It's snowing again. Isn't it beautiful?"Winter had rolled in once more, and despite her aversion to cold, Lizzie still found the landscape, blanketed in white, to be quite charming.However, he still hadn't returned. He must be really busy.Lizzie settled back down on the sofa, her gaze straying to the gentle fall of snowflakes outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Her spirits were inexplicably high. Every winter, every snowfall brought her joy, because it signaled her birthday was approaching. Even though she never had a proper birthday party at the Jiang's house, she would always celebrate on her own, even if it was just with a tiny cake.He probably won't return... Even if he does, would he celebrate with her?Christmas wasn't as festive domestically as it was abroad, but the holiday atmosphere was still quite present. The school had announced a week-long vacation, and Lizzie, dressed in a
Lizzie struggled, but her wrist was still held tightly in his large grip, unable to break free. "Let go, you're hurting me," she said to Bruno, who was moving briskly ahead.Bruno finally halted, turning his head to look at her. Lizzie, however, shifted her gaze towards the entrance of the hall, where Jacob and Louise stood by the door."Do you want to go back?" Bruno asked, his gaze fixed on her.Lizzie looked at Bruno, "I want to say something to them." They had done so much to make her birthday special, the least she could do was thank them."Go ahead," Bruno released his grip on her wrist.Lizzie walked up to Jacob and Louise, "Thank you both," she said.Louise handed her a beautifully wrapped box, "Happy birthday."Jacob remained silent, only looking at her.Lizzie took the box, "Thank you. I should go now."Jacob looked disappointed as he watched Lizzie walk towards Bruno.Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Ruoya stepped out. Seeing Jacob here was no surprise, but Bruno's
In a split second, Bruno's large hand was already stroking her head. "Birthday girl, you've grown another year older, yet you continue to act so childishly. Who would have thought that I, Bruno, would marry such a foolishly adorable wife?""I...I'm not," Lizzie quickly wiped off the words on the glass window, then resumed her seated position.Another birthday, she was now twenty-one years old. She realized that her journey was still long, but how should she proceed? Just keep following this man in front of her, without the blazing passion, just living an ordinary life?With a snap of his fingers, Bruno beckoned a waiter pushing a cart with a twelve-inch birthday cake on it, while another waiter carried a large bouquet of flowers."Happy Birthday," Bruno said to Lizzie. He took the bouquet from the waiter and handed it to her."Thank you," Lizzie accepted the flowers, staring intently at Bruno. Was his return timed specifically for her birthday? Was her birthday the reason he hurried b