Mrs. Hachi, the second wife of Chan Ho, the deputy director of Sunflower Inc., stepped into the room. Her petite figure seemed to command attention as her small, black eyes met Rose's gaze. Recognizing the familiar face, Rose rose from her seat and greeted Mrs. Hachi with a warm embrace."It's Liam?" Mrs. Hachi spoke, her voice carrying a gentle, yet authoritative tone. Her words indicated that she was here with a purpose, likely to discuss important matters with Chan Ho, Liam's husband and the president and director of Sunflower Inc. Liam, being familiar with Mrs. Hachi's role in the company, stood up promptly and approached her, planting a kiss on both her cheeks."It has been a pleasure to be working with you, Mrs. Hachi," Liam acknowledged warmly. He motioned toward Rose, his beautiful wife standing by his side. "And this is my wife, Rose."Rose extended her hand with a warm smile, appreciating the significance of this meeting. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Hachi. Lia
Liam excused himself from the lunch table, leaving Rose engaged in a lively conversation with an elderly woman who seemed to be enjoying her ice cream. He couldn't help but notice the gleeful smile on Rose's face, which caused a slight flush to rise in his cheeks. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he reached for his phone as it vibrated in his pocket, indicating an incoming call from Michel."Hey, Michel," Liam said, clearing his throat and trying to regain his composure. "Is there any problem?"On the other end of the line, Michel's voice crackled with urgency. "Liam, we've got a situation. I need you back at the office immediately."Liam's brow furrowed with concern. He glanced back at Rose, still engrossed in conversation with the elderly woman, and then focused his attention on Michel's voice. "What happened? Is it something related to the case we're working on?""I can't say for certain yet," Michel replied, his voice tense. "But we just received some new information that c
Liam leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Michel. He couldn't hear the details of the conversation, but he could sense the urgency in Michel's voice, the occasional nod or shake of his head as he absorbed the information being relayed to him. This was one of the things Liam admired about Michel—his ability to handle high-pressure situations with composure and determination.As the conversation continued, Liam's mind wandered, contemplating the contents of the files he had brought. They contained the intricate details of their next plan, a risky endeavor that would require precise execution and quick thinking. Liam believed in giving Michel a chance to review the information before discussing it further. After all, Michel's strategic mind was their greatest asset.Finally, Michel hung up the phone, his expression now a mix of determination and resolution. He placed the phone gently on the desk, a deep breath escaping his lips. Meeting Liam's gaze, he spoke with a sense of urgenc
Liam tugged at Michel's sleeve, directing his attention towards the mesmerizing display in the shop's window. "Hey, look at that," he said, pointing at a delicate necklace adorned with a pendant shaped like a blooming rose. "I think Rose would love this. It's the perfect way to apologize for being such an asshole and making her wait."Michel grinned, his eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and understanding. "That's a great idea, Liam. A thoughtful gift can speak volumes, especially when it comes from the heart. Let's go in and find the perfect token of your apology."They stepped inside the jewelry shop, the tinkling sound of a bell announcing their arrival. The air-conditioning hit them like a gentle breeze, offering respite from the summer heat outside. Counters lined with glimmering treasures extended as far as the eye could see, displaying a variety of necklaces, rings, bracelets, and earrings. The intoxicating aroma of polished metal and delicate perfumes filled the air.A friend
A few minutes later, Liam's car pulled up in front of the quaint flower shop that he had passed many times before. The aroma of fresh blooms greeted him as he stepped out of the vehicle and entered the store. The vibrant colors of the various flowers filled his vision, momentarily distracting him from his troubled thoughts.Liam approached the counter where a friendly florist stood, her hands delicately arranging a bouquet. She looked up, her eyes filled with warmth and curiosity. "Good evening! How can I assist you today again?"Liam mustered a small smile and gestured toward the array of flowers before him. "I'd like to create a special bouquet for someone. A bouquet that says 'I'm sorry' and 'I care.'"The florist nodded understandingly. "Of course. Let me help you choose the perfect combination." She walked alongside Liam, pointing out different flowers and explaining their meanings. They picked roses, symbolizing love and affection, as the base of the arrangement, representing Li
Liam's heart quickened its pace, beating in time with the ticking of the old cabin clock. The room was charged with an electric energy, and he could almost feel the invisible currents swirling around them. For a moment, time seemed to stand still, suspended in the air, as if the universe had conspired to grant them this single, breathtaking moment.Rose's gaze locked onto Liam's, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of uncertainty and desire. Her lips parted, as if to speak, but the words remained trapped in the hushed silence between them. It was as if they were both standing at the precipice of something profound, a secret that lay dormant, waiting to be unraveled.Liam found himself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. His mind raced with questions, doubts, and longing. What did this moment mean? Was it merely a chance encounter, or did it carry a deeper significance? He couldn't deny the sudden surge of desire that coursed through his veins, intertwining with the mystery that surround
The next morning, the sun bathed the world in its gentle warmth as Liam and Rose arrived at the entrance of a magnificent garden. Its reputation preceded it, known as a sanctuary where nature and art intertwined, attracting renowned filmmakers, especially from Asia, to capture its enchanting beauty. The air was thick with anticipation as the couple stepped inside.Rose seemed unexpectedly cheerful, radiating a vibrant energy that matched her attire. She wore a stunning red dress that flowed gracefully with every step she took. The dress accentuated her natural beauty, highlighting her curves and giving her an air of confidence. Her lips were adorned with a luscious shade of brown nude, making them even more enticing. She completed her look with a pair of low flat-heeled shoes that provided both comfort and style.Beside her, Liam was dressed in a simple yet comfortable ensemble. He wore a sweatshirt that clung to his athletic frame and loose-fitting pants that allowed freedom of movem
Rose listened intently, her fingers still entwined with Liam's. She could feel the strength and resilience coursing through his hand, a testament to the hardships he had faced. In that moment, she felt a deep sense of admiration for the man before her, someone who had stared danger in the face and emerged stronger.She leaned closer, resting her head against his shoulder as she laughed "No your are sharing false stories with me, Liam. Your scars are a testament to your bravery and determination. They make you who you are."Liam wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. "And who am I to argue with such a beautiful sentiment?" he whispered, his voice tinged with affection.They stayed like that for a while, finding solace in each other's presence. The scars on Liam's body no longer held an air of mystery; they were part of a shared narrative between them. In Rose's eyes, they represented the strength and resilience that ha