Robert sat across from Layla and sipped on a bowl of soup."You feel sick? Really? You look fine to me." She glanced at him."I... I am sick on the inside," he muttered."Oh!" she said. "You are staying home for the drama.""Don't you want my help? If you don't want it, I can just go." Though she was not entirely wrong, he had mostly stayed to help her.They grew up together, after all, and the bond between siblings was strong."You are not so heartless after all." She finished her pasta and felt as though her stomach was about to burst, so she poured herself a glass of water. "I will go up to my room to grab my phone.""Layla, are you sure you don't want to shower first?" Robert reminded her. "If you argue with Mom and Dad looking like this, they will think that you've gone mad."She lowered her gaze and noticed that her clothes were all wrinkled. She had not washed her face or brushed her hair before heading downstairs, so she knew that she looked like a mess."I just don't
Elliot had left no space for Layla to argue.Seeing how flushed Layla was, Robert immediately poured her a glass of water and handed it to her.Layla took a sip of the water and turned to Avery. "Mom, what do you think?"Elliot winked at his wife, hoping that she would side with him.Avery was at a crossroads. If she chose to side with Layla, Elliot would be upset; but supporting Elliot would only hurt Layla. In the end, she decided to remain neutral."I'm not going to participate in this discussion."The other three were instantly rendered speechless. "I only want us all to be healthy and happy," Avery continued. "I hope that you will consider what your dad said just now. If you agree with what he said, you can take his advice. But if what he said wasn't enough to convince you, you can continue to negotiate with him."Layla lowered her head. Though she had rested, she had not completely recovered from her exhaustion and still felt light-headed. She did not know what to say.
The call was immediately answered."I'm back," Layla said. "I've just talked to Dad."She did not mention what they had talked about, but Eric instinctively knew what she was referring to."Dad is not allowing me to meet with you," she said, listening to his breathing. "Maybe we aren't meant to be after all."Eric was not surprised by the result, since he had anticipated it."Move on with your life, and don't think about when the right person will appear. He might show up when you least expect it," said Eric, consoling her. "Yeah, but what about you? Has your perfect one been hiding because you are waiting for her?" she said. "Ms. Raven seems nice.""She is. I owe her dinner," he said calmly.He did not have to get married, and he had gotten used to being alone."She has done you a great favor and that's all you are doing?" Layla teased. "You are so stingy!""I have owed her dinner for a while now. I do owe her a favor for her help this time. I will repay her when she needs
But Robert had convinced her to go to school and promised her that he would mediate any conflicts that arose. Robert had told her that even if they held different opinions it was unlikely that they would get into an argument as they had never argued before. Ivy knew that what Robert said made sense and since Avery had promised to resolve the conflict peacefully, she went to school. However, when Robert sent her a text message saying that Layla had given up, Ivy's heart ached for Layla.After hearing how much Layla liked Eric, she knew that giving up must have been heartbreaking for Layla."Hello, Ivy. Would you like to be friends?" A boy with glasses walked over to Ivy.Ivy glanced at him.Her major required her to attend the lecture, and the boy before her majored in broadcasting as well. She had seen him a few times, and she barely recognized him. "Hello. I have something to attend to so I need to get going." Ivy did not want to befriend him. It was not because she was proud.
Ivy shook her head with a smile. "I can handle it. If I ignore his messages, he will get lost at some point. We don't have to trouble Dad over such things.""You are way out of that brat's league! I just don't want him to harass you. If he follows you again, don't hold back and tell him to get lost. If he refuses to listen, tell me right away." Brian was worried that Ivy might be too kind to turn others down. After all, she was tolerant enough to allow the boy to follow her all the way to the gates."Yeah. How's Layla?" "She was in her room when I left. They didn't fight, so don't worry.""Yeah, Robert told me about it, but I think Layla is probably quite upset.""Talk to her when you get home, then. It's just a man, and whoever he is, he's not worth starting an argument with your family."Ivy knew that what Brian said made sense, but humans were not machines, and sacrifices were always painful.Once she arrived home, Ivy changed into her slippers and went straight to Layla's r
"I hope so. I won't stay here after going back to work tomorrow," Layla said.Ivy nodded. "Will you come home on the weekends?""Of course. I haven't come to a consensus with Dad yet, but that doesn’t mean that I can just ignore all the love he has showered me with over the years." Layla took a deep breath and continued, "Don't worry about me, Ivy. Like you've said, maybe I'll get better in time.""Layla, let's go for a walk! It's not hot outside." Ivy glanced out the window and realized that it was a good time for a leisurely stroll."Sure. Give me a few more pieces of candy. They taste pretty nice."Layla reached out for some candy, and Ivy gave her all the candy she had bought. "I bought them for you, anyways."The two walked out of the house and strolled around the area."Layla, a guy came asking for my number after class today," Ivy said, hoping to distract Layla by discussing another topic.Layla raised an eyebrow. "Is he good-looking? What's your impression of him?""I
Layla watched as Ivy typed and chuckled. "I feel like suffocating reading that, so I'm pretty sure this guy is scarred for life.""He keeps saying how he is rich and that his parents want a perfect match for him, so the perfect way to get him to give up is to pretend that I'm poor."Layla gave her a thumbs up. "That's a good idea, but aren't you worried that he might tell everyone at university?""That's even better! That would save me from a lot of unnecessary interactions." Ivy sent the message and saw the boy typing for a long while, without actually sending a reply and realized that the boy must be struggling to say something.She placed her phone back into her pocket and took Layla's hand and lead her outside."Layla, let's go shopping!" Ivy had not gone shopping ever since school had started."Are we walking there?" Layla said, wanting to go by car."We can catch a taxi if we are going to the city center," Ivy said. "There's a small shopping mall near this area, too, and i
"I rarely go on business trips because Mom and Dad don't want me to exhaust myself. I used to listen to them, but I've had a moment of clarity. How can I shy away from the exhausting parts of work? I can't do that for work, nor can I do so for life in general. I want to train myself and to do that, I need to step out of the comfort zone our parents built for me."Ivy nodded in agreement.That night, Layla posted a photo of Cambrode and her flight ticket with the caption [Looking forward to my trip to Cambrode before going to sleep.]After that, she went to sleep.There was only one flight to Cambrode each day, and it departed at seven, which meant that she would have to arrive at the airport at six in the morning.Elliot's mansion was an hour's drive away from the airport, so, at the latest, Layla would need to wake up by half past four and leave by five, and this calculation excluded the time she would need for breakfast.She rarely needed to wake up early, so she was concerned.