At noon, Ashton called, “Have you taken your lunch?”

It seemed he had placed a lot of attention on the mundane details of my life now. It was quite unusual of him to behave like this.

I lay on the couch and nodded, “Yeah. I’m a little bored because I’m alone at home.”

He chuckled, “Do you want to come and pick me up from work then?”

I froze for a moment and instantly took up his offer, “Okay!”

I could imagine the smile on his face upon knowing how spirited I was.

After a short pause, he said in a serious voice, “Are you not going to ask me if I’ve taken my lunch?”

I was a little tongue-tied at first. “So… have you eaten?”

“Yes. Grilled eggplant. I’ll make this for you tonight.”

Grandma once said, teenagers are often abashed when they’re in love, while those in their mid-twenties would be more romantic and crazier in love. As for people aged thirty and above, love is basically dead.

But I beg to differ. Love after the age of thirty might not be intense or passionate but will subtly reside in our hearts.

The older we get, the more we appreciate such subtlety. And the love we have for our partners would evolve to become an integral part of our lives.

is that we enjoy each other’s companionship, and, God willing,

to do at the Fuller Corporation, I thought I might take my own sweet time going to his office later in

the villa and taking a nap in the afternoon, I noticed the

already 8 p.m. I immediately bounced out of bed,

I was about to leave the villa, I saw

Ashton had already come home on his own. Something urgent cropped up, so he went out again to

the note, he reminded me to eat my dinner. Upon seeing the blanket on the couch, I could not help but slap my forehead with my palm. What is wrong with me?

walked back to the couch and gave

the man asked in a deep

bit, took a glance at the dishes on the table, and replied frankly, “I’m still not hungry.

want to come?” I could feel the vibration from the phone. It must be him sending

and answered, “Wait for

was not home, I thought I might as well take this opportunity

clothes, I drove straight to the Imperial

villa, but it took me twice

several times, the hotel manager knew who I

Ashton, and the other

seen Joe for a very long time. He now had an overgrown beard and looked

did not drink. He sat still on the couch and listened to Joe

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