The Wrong Woman

Candice was captivated by Elio's smile, a sight she realized she had never witnessed before. His smile was faint yet seemed to cast a magical spell.

Elio was typically reserved and aloof. It made Candice hope he would smile more often. As she pulled from her thoughts, she met his piercing gaze. She quickly lowered her head and crouched down to pick up some seedlings.

"Let's begin. Where do you think we should plant these?" Candice asked.

Elio approached her and said, "I'll follow your lead."

His simple words warmed Candice, sending a flutter straight to her heart. Even so, she tried to keep her composure and focused on planning the garden's layout.

Elio listened carefully as she explained her ideas.

Mila stood on the second-floor balcony, secretly watching the garden with a growing smile.

Nathan quietly approached and gently wrapped his arms around her from behind. He whispered in her ear, "What are you looking at?"

Nathan's chest, Mila sighed softly. "Elio has feelings for Candice. What should

kind. It's only natural for Elio to fall

against it?"

his feelings. Otherwise, I won't allow Elio to get close to

to look at

a tone of seriousness, Nathan added, "This isn't my opinion alone. It's the opinion

makes things simpler. Now, it

ones now. Come and spend some time with me," Nathan said, taking her hand and leading

affectionate nature endured despite the

he preferred to stay home with her, enjoying activities like cooking, watching movies, playing chess, resting, sharing

in everything he did. Yet Mila was someone who

the garden, and together with Elio, they watered the

the day showcased his

up the tools," he suggested cheerfully,