TingAs soon as the elevator doors opened, Demian locked eyes with Dylan, who was standing with one hand in his pants. Reluctant to engage, Demian chose to break eye contact then waltzed away from the snot-nosed kid. Lazy. It was too much of a waste of time to stay there. "Stop!"Ignored so cruelly, Dylan immediately shouted for Demian to stop. After that he caught up with him, smiling slightly as he tilted his head. "As a brother, don't you feel that your behavior just now was outrageous? I was really hoping to have a warm greeting with you this morning. It's a pity that you're so indifferent. Hmmm,""Enough bragging already?" asked Demian sarcastically."Of course not," Dylan replied. "Then finish it quickly and get out of my sight. Seeing that ugly face of yours puts me in a bad mood."Niel silently watched the small argument that was going on between Mr.Dylan and his boss. He silently thought to himself, hoping that the argument would not turn into a long one. It was too tiring
Rosalind sat wringing the hem of her shirt as she faced her parents. She had just returned from the hospital and was escorted home by Mrs. Katty, the woman of the man she had accidentally helped the other day. "So you intend to propose to... her?" asked Viona as she pointed at Rosalind. His heart nearly gave out when the waiter informed him that Rosalind had come home with a woman who was Mrs. Stewart. The news was so shocking that he forgot he was talking to a woman from the most prominent family in their country. "Her?" Katty parroted. (I love this. The more they show their dislike for Rosalind, the easier it will be for my plan to marry her off to Demian. Yes yes yes, I really like this scene,) "A-ah, that, I mean Rosalind," said Viona, correcting the first remark. She then cleared her throat softly. "Mrs.Katty, are you serious about that? D...em I mean Rosalind, is a woman who can't do anything. She has always been at home and almost never interacts with the outside world. Are
The media was abuzz with the news of the marriage between the heir of the Stewart family and the daughter of the Johnson family. And even more shockingly, the wedding was to be held in the very near future. What a surprise. It made many people wonder when and where the two people knew each other and started dating. "Rubbish!" cursed Demian after reading the news on one of the online media. He then threw the phone on the table rudely. "Don't these people have anything better to do than meddle in my business? It's just annoying."Knock knock knockNiel opened the door and entered the room. In his hand was a work file which he immediately placed on the table. Niel gave his boss a long look. "Get rid of the people who dare to demand this and that from me. I don't want to be their puppet!""You mean get rid of everyone who lives in this town?" asked Niel somewhat strangely at his boss's order. How could he get rid of so many people who were admirers of the order giver? Even if he became
(What should I do when I meet Demian later? We don't know each other, and we haven't even met since the attack. It will definitely be very awkward. What should I do?) CeklekRosalind's reverie was broken when someone opened the door to the room where she was waiting. Nervous, she squeezed the white wedding dress that clung snugly to her body. Rosalind then ventured to look at the person who was now staring at her with a flat expression. Sad, but she tried to hide it. "Dad,""Remember, Ros. You must not show any behavior that could embarrass our family. If you do, don't expect your name to be on the Johnson family register," Bently threatened matter-of-factly. Rosalind smiled wryly. Even on her happy day, her father was still being cruel and catty. Shouldn't they be hugging each other and crying tears of joy because soon she would be taken to the groom's family? Sad. As a child, Rosalind had tried so hard to make her family proud. However, it all seemed meaningless just because she
Demian looked flatly at the woman who was sitting on the bed with her head bowed. This woman now held the title of Mrs. Stewart, who was his own wife. Very annoying. Because of the pressure of netizens and the media, she now had a new status that she never wanted. "S-Sir, why are you looking at me like that?" asked Rosalind venturing to open a conversation with the man who was now legally her husband. "You scare me. I'm not comfortable.""What do I care?" snapped Demian. "You decided to be here yourself. So don't blame me for being cold and indifferent. We're strangers. And will forever remain strangers despite our status as a married couple. I hope you can understand the boundaries I'm talking about.""Yes, I know, but can't you be a little gentle with me? I don't want to be demanding or restrictive, I just want us to learn to know each other's personalities. I also don't mind you thinking of me as a stranger because that's how it is.""So if I refuse to get to know you, what will y
"Sir," Niel greeted as he bowed to Mr.Morgan who had just arrived in the living room. He was currently at the Stewart family residence. "How are you today? Did you sleep well last night?"Receiving attention from Niel made Morgan unable to help but smile. Assisted by his assistant, he sat himself on the sofa as he invited Niel to sit down as well. Putting on a big smile, Morgan expressed how happy she was today."It's not spring yet in our city, but my heart is already filled with the flowers that are starting to bloom. It's so cool and beautiful."Niel smiled. "So am I, sir. The unexpected unification has made many people seem to be in the illusory phase of spring. A very good day.""You're absolutely right, Niel. Demian's union with Rosalind has brought a breath of fresh air to all of us. It's a relief that yesterday's event went solemnly and smoothly," Morgan continued as he nodded in satisf
BughhhDylan angrily punched the wall as soon as he reached the room. Angry, he took offense after being reprimanded by his father for defending Niel's remarks. It was not the first time he had been ignored, but this time he really felt embarrassed. In front of strangers, his father had the nerve to reprimand him so harshly. As a child, it was natural for Dylan to feel disappointed. So he vented that disappointment by hurting himself."Shit! Shit! Shit!" cursed Dylan through gritted teeth. "Why must I always be humiliated like this? I'm just defending my rights as a member of the Stewart family, but why am I being humiliated? Damn you all. Arrgghhhhhhh!"Katty, who had just finished preening, hurriedly went to Dylan's room after getting a report from the maid that her son was having a tantrum. Fearing the worst, she quickly went there and went straight into the room which happened to be unlocked. 
"What should I tell Mom and Dad inside?" asked Rosalind as she squeezed the hem of her shirt. She and Demian had arrived at the main house five minutes ago. However, the man who was now her husband remained motionless. Rosalind was awkward, so decided to open the conversation. "You're limiting our relationship. Don't be angry if I ask a lot of questions. I'm doing it so that you don't feel that I want to interfere too much. So please answer."Demian still didn't budge in his silence despite Rosalind's insistence that he answer immediately. Boredom, disgust, annoyance, and disgust. All these feelings were mixed together and filled every corner of his heart and mind. Making her mood chaotic and messy."Dem, don't keep me quiet like this. We just got married, and this is the first time I set foot in your parents' house. Please tell me what to do when I get inside. Please.""Can you not provoke my annoyance?" said Demi