Keenan stared at Dianne, his eyes filled with suspicion and anger. As the deputy CEO of the company, he had always been protective of his best friend, Nicolas. And now, seeing Dianne by his side, he couldn't help but feel a surge of resentment.As the deputy CEO of a well-known company and Nicolas' closest friend, Keenan has long held Dianne's secret. He remembers how furious he was when he found out that Dianne was posing as a fake fiancé for personal gain. Keenan cannot bear the thought of Dianne deceiving Nicolas, as he believes that true love should not be tainted by lies.Keenan's anger began to subside, replaced by a flicker of doubt. He had never seen Dianne as anything other than Nicolas' assistant before the accident. And now, seeing the love and sincerity in her eyes, he couldn't help but question his initial judgment."How long have you been with him?" Keenan asked, his voice sharp and accusing.Dianne met his gaze with a steady resolve, refusing to be intimidated. "I've be

As Dianne and Nicolas stroll through the streets, the smell of freshly baked bread fills the air. The sun bathed the cobblestone streets in a warm golden color, casting a magical glow over the bustling shops and cozy cafés. They had embarked on a mission to find the perfect gift for their beloved Aunt Bianca, who had always been the epitome of warmth and love in their lives.The display cases were filled with sugar and flour-decorated buns, adorned with colorful pastries and mouth-watering delicacies.Their eyes sparkled with excitement as they approached a charming bakery, with a display case adorned with a variety of breads and desserts. The warm scent of cinnamon and sugar danced seductively in the air, beckoning them to come closer. The sight of perfectly frosted cupcakes, crispy croissants, and crusty baguettes made their mouths water."Looks like the bread will be good!" Nicolas exclaimed, his eyes wide with anticipation. Dianne nodded in agreement, her heart pounding at the tho

Nicolas watched from outside the fitting room, his heart skipping a beat as he caught a glimpse of Dianne in the gown. It was as if time stood still, and he couldn't help but imagine her walking down the aisle toward him on their wedding day.After trying on a few more gowns, each more breathtaking than the last, Dianne finally found the one that stole her heart. It was a breathtaking creation of blush pink tulle, with a corseted bodice and a cascading skirt that seemed to float on air. As she stepped out of the fitting room, a gasp of awe escaped from her lips.Nicolas couldn't believe his eyes. Dianne looked like a vision in the gown, her eyes sparkling with joy and her smile radiant. "You look absolutely stunning," he whispered, his voice filled with love and admiration.Dianne blushed, feeling like the luckiest woman in the world. "Thank you, my love. This is the one."As they left the boutique, Dianne couldn't help but twirl in her gown, the layers of tulle billowing around her.

Dianne grabbed her clothes from the hanger behind the door and got ready to go to the office. She liked her side job at the coffee shop that had recently become her part-time job, not only because she wanted to open her own coffee shop, but also because Dianne wanted to hone her skills at the coffee shop.Lately it seemed like she spent more time there than in her own home or even Nicolas' penthouse. When she worked at the coffee shop, it meant she didn't have time to relax, which she really liked as her boss at the coffee shop was very friendly.That afternoon, Dianne took off her suit jacket and threw it on a chair in her wardrobe. It hung neatly with all her coats. She put on a pair of leggings and put her hair in a ponytail to keep it from getting too tangled.She could get ready and take a few minutes to go over her duties as a secretary in Nicolas' office and make sure everything was in order. If she checked everything one last time, she would be ready when she woke up tomorrow

Dianne stroked her newly adopted pigtail last Saturday and gave it an affectionate look. "Luna, it's lucky that you're around so my nightmare didn't seem so bad."Luna, the Persian cat, just looked at Dianne with her puppy eyes and continued licking its paws.Dianne's heart skipped a beat as her phone rang, jolting her awake from a deep slumber. With bleary eyes, she fumbled for her phone on the nightstand, the screen casting an eerie glow in the darkness of her bedroom. The name "Nicolas" flashed across the screen, sending a wave of confusion through her sleepy mind."Why is Nicolas calling so early in the morning?" she wondered, her voice cracking with fatigue as she answered the call."Hello?" Dianne croaked, trying to sound more awake than she felt."Dianne, it's me, Nicolas," came the urgent voice from the other end of the line. "You need to get up, something incredible has happened!"Dianne's curiosity was piqued, momentarily overshadowing her exhaustion. "What do you mean, some