When Susan was still a celebrity, she barely spent three and a half days at home in a year. Back then, her parents' greatest wish was for Susan to spend more time with them.

Now, their wish had come true. They could see their daughter every day, but having her cooped up at home all the time made them worry.

"Isn't she afraid of getting sick from staying in all day?" Mrs. Simmons thought to herself as she racked her brain for ways to get Susan out of the house.

"Susan, why don't you go out for a walk? If nothing else, I'll book you a plane ticket to travel abroad. Staying home like this isn't good for you," Mrs. Simmons said, her face full of concern.

"Mom, I don't want to go anywhere. Isn't staying home nice? You used to call me all the time, begging me to come home and spend more time with you. Now I'm doing just that, and you're telling me you don't want to take care of me anymore?"

"What nonsense are you saying, silly girl? Of course, I want to take care of you. I'm just worried about you. I even got your visa sorted a few days ago. Didn't you love visiting Europe? Why don't you go relax and clear your mind? Staying at home all day isn't healthy!"

"Alright, alright. I'll go out now, so stop worrying," Susan said, giving in to her mom's relentless nagging.

In the past, Susan would never leave the house without at least an hour of preparation- doing her makeup, coordinating her outfit. But now that she wasn't a star anymore, she'd stopped caring about such things.

She left home barefaced, wearing a simple down jacket. If her past self had seen her like this, she would've been utterly shocked.

It's true-people change.

Susan drove aimlessly around the city. To be honest, there weren't many places she could go.

When she was a celebrity, her days were packed with schedules. Back then, all she wanted was a few days off. Now that she finally had free time, she didn't know what to do with it.

Meet up with friends? She hadn't made any genuine friends in the entertainment industry. Inviting them out now would likely just lead to gossip about the industry- topics she no longer had in common with them.

too early would only prompt another

tea house, grabbed a book from her bag, and decided to spend her afternoon

ordered some tea and snacks, and let the soothing music in the

through when she got up to use the restroom. On her way back, she saw something that froze her

sitting across from a woman, deep in conversation. The woman laughed freely, without a hint

had met her a few times before. In

day at the Giron family gathering when people said Marcos had agreed to go on a date with Miss

also thought of the hydrangeas blooming on her windowsill, growing fuller by the day. The irony hit

angry just witnessing them on a date, how devastated must Aurora have been when she caught Hayden and

understood until it's experienced

would have stormed over to confront them. But she wasn't the same

had anything to do with her. The bitter fruit she'd planted,

at least he had

paid her bill and walked out with a sense of

eagerly waiting for you! She didn't notice that Marcos, sitting with his back to her, had been frowning the entire time. Nor did she know

you for agreeing to this date tod I'm guessing your family has been pressuring you too?" Emily

Marcos replied, clearly

Mr. Giron. I won't fall for you. I already have someone I like, to

make him jealous," Emily admitted

up at her, puzzled. "You're in love with someone else, yet you

I got mad and decided to come on

What if he just lets you keep dating other

dating until he comes to stop me!" Emily said, frowning for a moment before her cheerful demeanor returned. "No, he'll definitely come!" "Really? Then I'll stay a bit longer to see if your man shows up," Marcos said, amused. "Mr. Giron, you're such a good person. By the way,

make things clear-I already have someone I like. But seeing as we're in the same

Giron, if you have someone you love, make sure you treat her well. Don't let her get hurt,"

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