NovelStartChapter 1286 Daphne Didn't Leave All Night "lI don't believe in love anymore..." In the departing car, a girl was greatly shaken. She sighed and leaned back in her seat, feeling like swearing.
"Unless Mr. Marsh and Mrs. Marsh get divorced, I'll still believe in love!" Another girl laughed and said, "I'm a fan of them too, and | believe they'll carry their love through to the end!" "Maybe they'll even have two more children?" "That would be big news indeed, a nationwide celebration." "Dr. Watson has a great image, there must be smisunderstanding." Sstill held out hope, "He's handsand talented, how could he possibly be stwo-timer?" "Oh no!" Suddenly, the girl with the camera shrieked, "..." "What's wrong?" All eyes turned to her.
"lI only managed to capture this last part, but not the girl walking with Dr. Watson earlier. There isn't a single photo of her in here! What happened?" She was puzzled as well.
There was silence in the car for a few seconds.
"How did you mess that up?" Someone felt regretful, "The headline should have been a comparison! Tonight's explosive news! Do you think you'll ever get a chance like this again?" "I'm sorry..." The reporter was extremely annoyed. In all her years of work, she had never made such a mistake.
"So, what are we going to write for tomorrow's news?" Someone quietly asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"First, find out who this woman is. You got the license plate, right?" "We have the license plate." "This woman staying with Dr. Watson is enough to generate traffic!" Nighttime.
In a cozy bedroom on the second floor of Russell's Villa.
The main light was off.
Wearing a pink nightgown and a facial mask, Claire sat at her desk in front of an open laptop displaying a -editing page.
Having had dinner with Rowan and taken a walk afterward, she was filled with happiness and energy.
Although he wasn't by her side, the air still seemed sweet.
The storyline under her pen was particularly vivid, each word and sentence infused with the sweetness and bliss of love.
That night, she was brimming with inspiration.
She wrote five thousand words in one go and immediately published them.
Sweet love songs played through her headphones as her delicate, jade-like hands danced on the keyboard like playing a piano. She was in an exceptionally good mood...
The night grew deeper.
In Rowan's villa, he was busy working alone in the laboratory on the third floor, wearing sterile clothing, and was fully focused on developing a new drug.
Words like humble, composed, and professional were probably created to describe him.
On the second floor, Daphne was in the guest room, having closed the door and not daring to turn on the lights.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe stood by the window for a long time, staring at the two cars in the yard.
Images from recent times filled her mind, and every day she lived here was a happy one.
Why did Rowan start disliking her as soon as Claire was involved? The villa was so large, yet he still asked her to rent a place outside.
Daphne blamed everything on Claire, attributing all her bad feelings to her presence, which had changed everything.
Daphne didn't think about what the situation would be like the next morning. She was determined not to leave tonight! She wanted to stay, to sleep here! To be closer to him! So sometimes, loving someone can make you lose your reason, even if the situation becomes unmanageable, consequences are disregarded.
The next morning cearly.
Rowan didn't need an alarm, waking up promptly at six o'clock.
Opening his eyes in bed, he picked up the remote and pressed a button, and the heavy blackout curtains slowly opened.
As he got up and changed out of his pajamas, he glanced at the two cars in the yard. His fingers paused while buttoning his shirt, and his gaze narrowed.
Judging by the distance between the cars, one of them had been parked there since last night.
The aura emanating from his eyes was rarely chilling!
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