Annelie's POV"What now?" I felt a bit puzzled by these two. In fact, I knew about Natash·Yael's secret crush on Jaclyn·Dills for a decade.Natash·Yael was a reserved and stubborn person.Back when I was distressed by my inability to afford tuition and pulling my hair by the college lake, she approached me, softly asking about the reason.We shared a dorm, but for almost a semester, we hadn't exchanged many words.In my eyes, Natash·Yael seemed a bit aloof, and at the time, she was quite insecure.Here, she wasn't the celebrated top scorer in the pack's high school; she was just an outsider from a pack.It took me a while to realize that not everyone was kind and genuine. Some people were malicious, even contemptuous and mocking.In less than a year, I experienced it all. Just when I was losing hope and on the verge of despair, I met Natash·Yael.Although Natash·Yael would never admit it, she was my benefactor, showing me hope in moments of despair.This seemingly ordinary and reserve

Jaclyn's POV Natash·Yael pursed her lips and lowered her head, contemplating how to deal with me. However, before she could respond, I urged her, "Open the door. Didn't you lose your keys again? Let me check." With a quick motion of my long fingers, I hooked her bag over my arm. As I unzipped it, I paused for a moment, surprised by its contents. While I may not have children of my own, the assortment inside—diapers, baby bottles, wipes, towels, spare clothes, snacks, and toys—resembled a treasure chest. Even though Luna's bag wasn't as fully equipped, the real concern was the presence of child-related items. I skeptically looked at Luna. She hastily grabbed her bag back, retrieved her keys, but hesitated before putting them in the lock. Turning to face me, she asked nervously, "What's going on?" I remained silent, narrowing my eyes. In the dim hallway light, they seemed to emit an unsettling gleam, increasing Luna's unease. Misinterpreting Luna's nervousness, my mind raced to

Natash's POV:I watched Jaclyn·Dills' movements and mechanically moved closer.Jaclyn·Dills threw an onion to me, instructing, "Peel this first."I squatted next to the trash can on the floor, peeling the onion while tears welled up in my eyes, stealing glances at Jaclyn·Dills.I had never thought he could cook. For me, Jaclyn·Dills has always been the man standing on a pedestal, so elegant, noble, and dazzling.However, now, facing the everyday essentials, this usually glamorous man seems to have a touch of humanity.He is no longer aloof, but rather lively and approachable, making my heart pound.His movements were neither hurried nor slow, methodical and exceptionally skilled. Holding the peeled onion, I stood up, staring blankly at Jaclyn·Dills cutting vegetables.His fingers, long and perfect, were not only adept at playing the piano but also skilled at cutting vegetables.Jaclyn·Dills marinated the sliced beef, glanced at me, took the onion from my hand, skillfully cut it into e

Jaclyn POVI really didn't expect that, after I finished my social engagement and returned from the club, within just three hours, this place was deserted.I rang the doorbell, but there was no response.A kind neighbor informed me that around 9 PM, Natash·Yael left with a large bag, meaning she took off right after I left. I said so much from the bottom of my heart, all in vain.It seems she chose to avoid me.Sitting in my car, my anger flared up, and I smoked several cigarettes in a row to calm down. However, even after reflecting on it, I couldn't identify the core issue.Opening the car door, I stepped out and leaned against the hood, staring into space.I kept staring for a long time until the sky began to brighten, but there was still no sign of Natash·Yael.The only glimmer of hope in my heart was extinguished.Suddenly, I felt like maybe I had been too good to her, reluctant to confront her and giving her time to adapt. It was unnecessary.Not only did she not appreciate it,

Jaclyn's POVNatash·Yael lowered her head for a moment before looking up, hesitantly saying, "I don't want to, and I can't be separated from Perry."I raised an eyebrow, "It's not that difficult, Natash·Yael. You know I'm busy, with many social engagements. I don't have the energy, time, or interest to marry another Luna. As long as you don't disappear without a word, I'm generally satisfied. Be a dutiful wife, and if you want to continue being a good mother, I have no objections, understand?"Natash·Yael was taken aback for a moment.Honestly, she couldn't quite understand me. With so many women outside, whether they were confidantes or business partners, when have I ever been short of female company?Having a woman at home as uninteresting as her held little appeal for me, and I neither liked nor loved her.Sometimes, Natash·Yael felt that I might even dislike her, thinking that in my eyes, she wasn't even worth keeping like a tasteless but not easily discarded chicken rib, and I ha