His Unveiled Passion

Stephen brought over another three cardboard boxes and set them down on the table in front of Tessa. She stared at them in shock before saying, "There's still so many? I thought there were only two cases? Why are there five boxes of documents?"

Stephen's lips curled up slightly, mirth flickering in his eyes. He said softly, "These three boxes aren't documents related to the cases. Open them and take a look for yourself."

Tessa shot him a suspicious look before she leaned toward the boxes to open them. They appeared to have been delivered to Stephen's office recently since they were still sealed with tape and had delivery stickers pasted all over the surface.

Stephen offered a small blade to Tessa.

"What are in these packages?" she asked curiously.

"You'll see once you open them."

Tessa opened one of the packages and saw a box that appeared to be made of a high-quality material. The logo of a luxury brand was printed on the box, and she could immediately guess what was inside. Sure enough, when she opened the box, a white handbag was nestled inside.

"What's the meaning of this?" Tessa asked, turning to look at Stephen.

"A present for you," he answered with a smile. "It's Valentine's Day today-every couple's favorite holiday. Whatever other couples have, I'll make sure that you have too, Tess."

Tessa was stunned speechless for a moment. "We're not a couple," she said after regaining her senses. "You don't need to give me any presents."

his lips. "Presents are a must when courting

before she sighed softly. She looked into his eyes with a serious expression. "Stephen, we can never go back to how things were in the past. Too many things have happened, and the distance between us has grown too

had been left open, allowing a breeze to enter and billow past the orchids that had been placed near the window. The faint floral fragrance intermingled with the damp humidity of the

overhead shone down

sun.

her. His eyes were lowered as he stared unwaveringly at her. His voice was low and slightly hoarse when he murmured, "I'm still standing in the same place. I'm still waiting for you

too afraid to look at him. She

Taking his time, he bent over her, resting his hands on either

heavy in his eyes. His voice was low and

eyes. Her voice was so soft that

a moment before they fell elegantly back in place. The air around them was filled

asked in

stammering while her heart began to hammer wildly in her chest. She looked away and

eyes darkened. "What does she have

to her in

heartbeat raced as her thoughts turned chaotic. However, her phone started ringing in the next second, snapping her out of her turbulent thoughts and back