“S-Sir Ian?! Why are you- Wait. Why… Why am I at home?!” exclaimed the flabbergasted woman who clearly remembered that she had been drinking in a bar last night. Looking at the disheveled woman, Ian, who hadn’t slept a wink last night, was prompted to reply, “You were almost taken away by some men, and you were only saved because the bartender stepped in. As for how I learned about this, the bartender called Xavia, who in turn told me about this.” …So that was the case… Xavia had probably done that to bring them closer together, but… To think that Ian had actually agreed. Wasn’t this man far too busy to be taking care of her? Feeling her heart race, Tiffany took a deep breath before saying, “…T-thanks… Sorry for causing you so much trouble…” “…I don’t find it troubling to help you, but I really dislike how you handled yourself. You’re a woman, for heaven’s sake. You should know better than to get drunk alone! Even if you had a fight with your partner, you should at least have cal
“…I mean, we don’t even know when we’ll die, so… It’s better to just say what we have pent up in our hearts…” muttered Tiffany, instantly causing Ian’s eyes to widen even further. It took him a while, but he eventually nodded before turning to leave… Once he was out of sight, Tiffany couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly. Come to think of it, who was she to be giving such advice when she couldn’t even do the same herself…? How laughable… Moving back to Ian, he eventually ended up meeting up with Xavia and Zivon to ask for advice on how to confess. After all, he had never actually done it before… Naturally, his question came as a surprise to the two. Xavia, for one, found herself wondering how she and Zivon had ended up getting together in the first place. After all, their love journey had been unconventional at best… Really, the only thing that still clearly came to mind was the fact that he had promised to go the extra mile for her as long as she took a single step toward her…
Snapping out of it when she heard that, Xavia then shook her head before asking, “That’s right… Who are you planning to confess to again?” …Was that really important? Still, he knew that he wouldn’t get an answer without first being frank, so he simply sighed before telling them the entire story… Once he was done, the delighted Xavia was quick to exclaim, “T-that’s great! Tiffany is a swell woman, and I really like her! To think that she’ll be my sister-in-law soon! Anyway, you got this, Brother! Just shower her with gifts and flowers and I’m sure you’ll make a wonderful impression on her! Oh, and be sure to choose a proper place and use heartfelt words when you confess! Women absolutely love that!” “Indeed. Honestly, she seems like she’d love red roses, though… Maybe that’s a bit too old-fashioned. Be sure to get a bit creative with that info,” added Zivon, causing Ian to frown. He had to prepare gifts? And choose a meaningful location? Was he confessing or taking a test? Mo
...W-what?! What was he even talking about?! Watching as the frantic woman attempted to pull him to his feet, Ian simply pursed his lips before adding, “…I admit that I’m not exactly a romance God, and that I have very little time to be with any potential partners… My straightforwardness and awkward timing today are good examples of that. Also, I may not be able to find time for birthdays or anniversaries and such, which automatically labels me as a pretty bad lover…” “…Even if we get married, I don’t think I can announce your identity to the public for fear of backlash, and… Well… You’ll definitely be sad if you choose to be with me… With all that said… Will you still agree to say yes? I should warn you that I’ll never allow a divorce, so be sure to think properly before you answer…” Feeling more confused than ever, the perplexed Tiffany eventually replied, “…A-are you using me for drill practice, Sir Ian…?” “…What? No, I’m literally proposing to you now.” …What? What the fu
“…You’re happy even though you had no idea that I liked you up till this point? Tiffany, this isn’t a joke. I don’t want you to say yes merely because you want a quick replacement for your ex, nor do I want you to be with me only because of my status-” “Believe me when I say I love you more than you love me,” interrupted Tiffany, momentarily leaving Ian speechless… Taking a deep breath, Tiffany added, “So… I’ve always idolized you, long before I even began working for you. Sure, we had a rough start, but it didn’t take long for me to realize just how caring you truly were. That made me ‘idolize’ you even more, but after that drink last night, I finally realized that instead of admiration… What I felt for you was actually love.” “Honestly, I think I knew that a while back already, but… You simply refused to talk about relationships back when we were still working together. Not wanting to lose my chance to continue working with you, I ended up remaining silent, but… Well, you still
...Had this woman always been this pushy? Really, though, had it not been for his will of steel, he was pretty sure that he would’ve given in to her wishes by now… Shaking his head, he then sent her off, and thankfully, she willingly did so… Fast forward to the next morning, Tiffany arrived early at work to prepare a fine breakfast for him… and when she finally saw the man himself, she was all smiles as she said, “Morning, Sir Ian.” Nodding in response, he was just about to walk past when she quickly whispered, ‘Love you’ in his ear! Eyes widening when he heard that, he then quickly scanned the area… And after making sure that nobody was around, he let out a sigh of relief before warning, “…We’re at work, you know.” “I know…” chuckled Tiffany with a smirk before heading off to the pantry to make him some coffee… That woman… Regardless, when she finally brought his coffee to his table, Ian heard her say, “I’ll be waiting for you to have lunch with me later…” …That… was an in
Squinting slightly, Ian replied, “…I don’t wish to be seen as a man who lacks self-restraint.” “Again, you’re the only one bothered by that… To me, life is short, and we’re both adults anyway, so… Really, what’s the hold up?” …Heh. This woman… Gently kissing her on the forehead, he eventually replied, “…Fine. We’re getting married this afternoon, then.” Caught off guard by his words, the startled Tiffany then said, “…H-huh? What- Aren’t we moving too fast?” “Hey, the sooner we do this, the sooner we can satisfy our needs, right…?” As expected, his response made Tiffany turn as red as a tomato… It was later that afternoon when Xavia finally received a call from Ian, stating that he was getting married that very evening. Understandably shocked, Xavia replied, “Y-you aren’t pulling my leg, right?!” “As if I’d joke about something like this. Be sure to come home a bit earlier tonight, alright?” “…Will do!” replied Xavia before hanging up. Giving Zivon a tight hug, the exc
“…My father has gotten very sick in prison, and my mom has been crying herself to bed every night… I want to at least let them recover outside of prison first, and after telling that to Zivon, he told me to discuss this with you… I know how shameless my actions are, but after witnessing my brother’s condition, I really don’t want them to remain this ill in prison…” …So that was the case… Well, as long as it didn’t involve her relationship or her family. Breathing a subtle sigh of relief, Xavia replied, “…Well… I feel like they’ve been punished enough, so… How’s this? I’ll give them a shot at turning a new leaf.” “…H-huh? Really?” “I don’t really like dwelling over the past that much in the first place. Speaking of which, how’s Stefan looking? Any improvements…?” Feeling extremely grateful, Mark clenched his fists before honestly replying, “…His condition is no longer life-threatening, but… It’s still deteriorating, and he’s told me not to mention it to you… He probably feels ex