Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"Evelyn, let's go," Ethan whispered softly in my ear. His tone was full of affection. "There's still so much we need to do, isn't there?" I nodded eagerly and flashed him my brightest smile. We bid goodbye to the guests and walked hand in hand out of the venue.

Not far away, a luxury car awaited us. Ethan, ever the gentleman, opened the door for me, and I sank into the soft leather seats.

My heart was racing with excitement. Everything that happened tonight felt surreal, as though I were in a dream.

Suddenly, Ethan chuckled. "Starting tomorrow, we'll begin preparations for establishing the Lendora branch and start thinking about the theme for next season's designs."

I nodded eagerly. "No problem, leave it to me. I won't let you down!"

The car sped through the night. The glowing lights of the bustling city slowly faded as we drove on. I could barely contain my excitement as I watched the ever-changing scenery outside the window.

This was the first time I was out alone with Ethan. Though it was a business trip, I couldn't help but feel the deep emotions stirring inside me.

"Mr. Grayson, where are we going?" I asked curiously.

He smiled. "You don't know? We're going to scout locations for the Lendora branch."

eyes widened with

tomorrow," he said, chuckling at

worry, I've already informed my assistant to prepare your luggage and documents. Besides, what could you possibly want that I can't fulfill for you? Don't overthink it... You're my lead designer,

at his

way of taking charge of everything without saying

feel like a

arrangements, Mr. Grayson," I said, pouting. "I just feel like you're spoiling me too much. Isn't that

subtly reached for my hand again. His fingers brushed my skin, sending a warm shiver through

I jolted and quickly pulled my hand away. "I know. I'm not trying to be ungrateful..." I

since you're

this trip to Lendora as a favor I owe you," Ethan teased. "You need to think carefully about

Q.UMS

favor?" I blurted, my eyes widening in embarrassment. "I'm not that petty! Stop joking

laughter. "Alright, I'll admit my defeat." He raised his hands in playful surrender, yet his eyes gleamed with