The Wrong Woman

Candice wanted to speak with Mila, but her attention was drawn to Elio. She was captivated as he tilted his head back to drink water; his Adam's apple was unexpectedly alluring. His simple act sent a surge of heat through Candice, leaving her flustered. She swiftly averted her eyes and turned to Mila.

"Aunt Chubs, is there anything I can help with?" she asked anxiously.

Mila pulled out her phone, her expression turning into a frown as she landed her gaze on it. "I just got some urgent experimental results from work that I need to handle immediately." Confusion clouded Candice's mind.

Pointing toward the seedlings in the basket, Mila instructed, "Candice, can you and Elio help me in planting these seedlings? I need to deal with this issue first."

"I..." Candice panicked, wanting to make Mila stay. "Aunt Chubs, I—"

With a warm smile, Mila began walking away as she said, "I'm swamped right now. Thank you so much, Candice."

Candice couldn't bring herself to reject Mila's request. She said, "Don't mention it, Aunt Chubs. Go ahead with your work."

As Mila's figure vanished, Candice's heart pounded. Overwhelmed by anxiety, her breath grew quick and shallow. She turned to find Elio standing behind her, his piercing gaze locked on hers.

off a cool, distant air.

attempt she made at conversation was met with silence.

person who was distant and unapproachable, notoriously reserved,

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Unlike with other guys, her heart would race and flutter whenever she saw Elio. It

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they had slept together. She struggled to

and asked softly, "Do you want

Candice nodded in response.

retrieve a pair of new gardening gloves. As he returned to Candice, she reached out to

Elio carefully slipped the gloves onto her hands, his actions deliberate yet marked by noticeable tension.

looked down at her hands. She had never considered them small, but they seemed

fitted

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