After dinner, Rosalind asked to stop by the bar to enjoy a few glasses of wine to help her sleep. Since Lyle publicly announced their relationship to the press, Alisa had quit her job to return to her hometown to take care of her elderly mother.
Alisa's mother's health had not been good for a long time, but because she loved Rosalind, she tried to run back and forth between the two places. Now that she saw that Rosalind had Lyle to rely on, she felt reassured and left.
They had been together for quite a while, so Rosalind still hadn't adapted to not having Alisa by her side. At night, sleeping alone in the house, she felt empty and a little scared.
Rosalind caressed the glass of wine in her hand and smiled as she remembered her shabby image from more than a week ago.
“Lyle, that day I looked so disheveled but the reporters still recognized me, how amazing.” She said softly.
“Don't you know who was standing next to you? Of course, they recognized me.”
“Oh my, I didn't know you were so confident.”
“Really? Maybe because you accepted me, I feel more confident.”
Lyle's words made Rosalind a little embarrassed. She shyly turned away. It wasn't until the person next to her's phone rang that she was startled and turned around. He gently stroked her hair and spoke softly.
“Wynn is calling, I'll go out for a moment.”
“Yes, you go.”
Rosalind watched him until he was out of sight before turning back to the counter and asking the young bartender to make her another drink.
She also had the same hobby of watching the bartender mix drinks as Stephen. She kept staring at those skillful hands without blinking.
“Here's your drink, big star.” The bartender placed the newly created product in front of the actress.
“Thank you.” Rosalind smiled lightly.
“Today he drank like he was enjoying it. Last time he drank it like it was water and then got drunk without knowing anything.”
“Last time? When? How do you remember so clearly? Is he a regular customer?” She asked urgently.
“From that day until now, it's been a long time since he's been back to this bar. That time, actress Laura took him away, so I remember.”
Seeing Lyle come back, the bartender stopped talking and focused on his work.
Seeing Rosalind's expression suddenly change, Lyle asked worriedly, but she only said that it was because she hadn't had a drink for a long time.
If the young bartender hadn't said anything just now, she probably would have forgotten what happened between Lyle and Laura.
Seeing him leisurely enjoying his glass of wine made her feel extremely uncomfortable, even though she really wanted to ask about their relationship, she couldn't say a word.
She knew she had no right to question Lyle about any of the girls he had dated before because he was the one who understood her feelings for Dylan the best. He didn't care about her past, so how could she dare to question him?
After finishing her glass of wine, she asked Lyle to take her home. The image of Laura falling down the stairs kept lingering in her mind. Even when the car stopped in front of the house, she was still like a soulless person.
“Rosalind, we're home.”
“Huh? Oh, yes.”
“What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well somewhere?” Lyle looked at her, looking worried.
“No. I just want to ask, when Wynn knows about our relationship, will he make a fuss?”
“Don't worry, he's even happy for us. Okay, tomorrow you come to my house to cook and eat together for fun, I'll tell Wynn to call Mina too. In the future, we will all be in the same family, so we should be a little closer to each other.”
“Okay.”
He gently put his arms around her, kissed her forehead, and wished her good night. Waiting for her to enter the house and lock the gate, he drove away.
Rosalind walked to the sofa, threw her bag and coat on it, and went straight to the bathroom. For the past few nights, she had been having dreams about the little girl she had stabbed standing in front of her, crying nonstop.
Before, she hadn't heard anyone say anything, so she thought the girl was just injured, but now her hunch told her that the girl was dead.
She tossed and turned but couldn't sleep. She looked at the clock and saw that it was almost midnight. She took out her phone and called Daniel. When he picked up, she was about to ask about the girl's situation but then stopped.
“It's me.”
“Yes, I'm listening, is something wrong?”
“I have something to talk to you about. Can you spare some time for me tomorrow?”
“Then come to the coffee shop across from the bank headquarters tomorrow at three o'clock. After the meeting, I'll go there.”
“Okay. Sorry for bothering you so late.”
“It's okay, I'm still working, I haven't slept yet.”
“See you tomorrow.”
Before the other end of the phone hung up, Daniel heard Rosalind's sigh. Because he was afraid that the previous incident would happen again, he took the initiative to choose the location. Moreover, tomorrow afternoon at 3:30 he had an interview, so he made an appointment with her near the headquarters so that after talking he could run back in time.
Looking out the window, the snow was still falling more and more. The image of the girl crying miserably on the white snow continued to appear in Daniel's mind, making his heart ache.
For several months, he only dared to silently look at Donna from a distance. Although he wanted to meet her face to face, ask her questions, and care for her, he couldn't. He was afraid that if she saw his face, she would move away again, which would be very difficult for her.
Today, the editorial office that Donna is working for contacted him and asked him to accept an exclusive interview and be the face representing the cover of the upcoming magazine.
Although he had never liked appearing in the newspaper as the heir to LE Bank, this time was different. He agreed with them because he knew Donna would be the one to conduct the interview, so he wanted to take the opportunity to meet her in the most natural way.
At the same time, in the apartment on the fifth floor of the apartment building, Donna was still diligently drafting questions to prepare for the upcoming interview.
Initially, Donna had invited Harry to participate in the interview and be the cover face, but at the last minute, he called to apologize, saying that he could not cooperate because he was busy preparing for the wedding abroad.
Donna could not blame him because the matter of a lifelong relationship should still be prioritized, and it involved human lives.
Harry's supermodel girlfriend's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and he was busy with work, so he told his girlfriend to just give birth and get married later.
After discussing for a while, at this point, she suddenly wanted to die, forcing him to quickly carry out the procedures to bring her and their child home. So he was forced to break his promise to Donna.
When she was like a drowning person, not knowing who to find to replace him, the editor's director demonstrated his leadership skills and turned things around in the ninetieth minute, inviting the president of LE Bank to replace Harry.
This afternoon, when he rushed down to announce the good news, Donna didn't know whether she should be happy or sad. She could only close her eyes and grasp the stake named Daniel. What else could she do?
She gently stroked her younger sister's face in the photo, that smile was still intact and stopped at the age of seventeen. She didn't know how much Alma loved Daniel that she could sacrifice herself and not care about her life to protect him like that.
“Alma, are you happy there? Do you regret your decision?”