Upstairs

Jason was taking lunch with Sophia; he meticulously deboned a piece of salmon for her, aware of her fondness for the delicate flesh near the tail. He placed the tender meat onto a small plate, “You know, with your cold, you really shouldn’t be having fish. Just have a little to satisfy the craving.”

“Alright,” Sophia nodded obediently.

She never ate chicken skin, so Jason carefully stripped the skin and placed them in her bowl, cautioning, “Watch out for the bones.”

Sophia had grown accustomed to Jason’s care, and accepted it as something natural. After finishing her meal, she took the napkin he offered to wipe her hands and sighed, “I wish Robin would be this thoughtful.”

Jason paused, his gaze dropping before he responded quietly, “All the care in the world doesn’t seem to matter to you in front of him. Isn’t it his ambition and drive that you really love?”

He knew the answer, and yet he couldn’t help but be kind to her.

With a wistful smile, Sophia said, “Who says it doesn’t matter? I appreciate the kindness you, Estelle, and everyone else shows me. Love is precious, sure, but I treasure friendship and family affection just as much.”

“Aside from his

I ever tell you about the first time I realized I

event. You saw how he was ostracized by some people, and how he generously donated money for books

proper meeting, though she had known of him before that. Robin was academically gifted and often recognized at school assemblies, so she had already held him

him. But he didn’t care; he just focused on doing his own thing. And when he used his own money to buy those books, it was like a slap in the face to

I’ve

eyes were dark and unreadable, “And after you got

only share with you, and you can’t tell anyone else. Being with Robin, I realized he wasn’t quite the person I had imagined. For instance, I don’t always agree with his business tactics, but he says that’s how everyone does it and that I just

wants to collaborate with the Lamont Group and asked me to reach out to Estelle for help. I didn’t want to, but I was afraid he’d

Sometimes, when we finally have time for a date, he spends the whole time on his phone while

few ki*ses felt distracted to

at the rising state, and that’s what I admired most about him. So, I tell myself to be understanding

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