After hanging up the phone, Leonora looked utterly defeated as she gazed at Taylor. But Taylor didn’t make it hard for her. Leaning in, he planted a kiss on her forehead and, with a smile, said, “Let’s get you home.”
He added, “But stop with the tears, okay? I haven’t been mean to you.”
Taylor always thought he treated Leonora pretty well. No matter how much she acted up, he never lost his temper with her; he was always patient, always soothing.
Even when she’d snap at him or give him a playful shove, he’d never retaliate.
Seeing that Taylor was willing to drive her home, Leonora felt a temporary relief wash over her.
After all, getting home was the first step. She’d figure out the rest later.
As Leonora began to get dressed, Taylor helped her, his earlier displeasure replaced by a doting smile.
To an outsider, it might seem like he was head over heels for Leonora, treating her like his girlfriend.
Twenty minutes later, when the car pulled up beneath Leonora’s apartment building, Taylor caught her hand as she was getting out.
Turning to him, Taylor pulled a sleek black credit card from his wallet and offered it to her, saying, “You never use the gifts I send you, so take this card. It doesn’t have a PIN. Buy whatever you like.”
It was a classic move, sweetening the deal after a setback, something a boss like Taylor had down to a fine art.
Moreover, he’d always been generous with Leonora, showering her with gifts that amounted to a small fortune over the last two years, though Leonora, oblivious to their value, kept them stashed at her friend’s place.
Leonora hesitated to accept the black card Taylor extended.
Seeing her reluctance, Taylor insisted with a smile, stuffing the card into her hand, “Consider it an apology for upsetting our dear Leonora today.”
With no way out, Leonora pocketed the card.
Thinking to herself, if he’s offering, why refuse? She decided to spend his money without restraint, guessing that once she hit where it hurts, he might bring up breaking up before she had to.
With the card in hand, Leonora found herself considering it another way out of their relationship.
Nodding, she accepted, “Okay.”
Taylor’s mood lifted only after she accepted the card.
As Leonora turned to leave, Taylor stopped her, “Just like that?”
Knowing what he wanted, and eager to get home, she leaned in and pecked him on the lips.
Taylor, not letting the moment pass, deepened the kiss.
After a passionate exchange, he whispered teasingly in her ear, “Leonora, let’s try, I want to.”
Taylor left his sentence hanging, but Leonora, blushing furiously, got his hint right away.
Ignoring Taylor’s insinuation, she pushed him away and darted out of the car.
Watching Leonora disappear into her building, Taylor couldn’t help but smile.
He loved seeing her blush, loved her shy demeanor. He fantasized about her yielding to him completely, imagining how satisfying that would be.
Only when Leonora’s apartment lights turned on did Taylor drive away.
Grant was due back soon. After a two-year wait, Taylor wasn’t about to let go of Leonora on the eve of Grant’s return.
So, breaking up was off the table.
Estrella admitted to feeling a bit peckish, and Jason immediately sprung into action, helping her dress and escorting her to the bathroom, even going so far as to prepare her toothbrush.
Estrella reminded him that she was only pregnant, not incapacitated, but Jason insisted this was his time to shine.
So, she let him.
By the time they sat down for breakfast, Jason mentioned, “Sweetheart, the wedding planners sent over the schedule. Let’s review it together, see if there’s anything you’d like to change, make sure it’s to your liking.”
Estrella, sipping her porridge, asked to see the plans.
Jason presented the tablet to her, showing off the garden wedding setup he had arranged, banking on the beautiful spring weather and Estrella’s love for the outdoors.
Watching the AI-generated preview of the wedding decor, with flowers and trees as far as the eye could see, Estrella thought the venue selection was spot-on. The wedding planner had outdone themselves with the design – it was clearly a high-budget affair.
Handing the tablet over to Jason, Estrella remarked, “Everything looks wonderful, let’s go with this plan.” Then, she shifted gears, “It’s just... staying at home every day is getting a bit dull. If only…”
Before she could finish, Jason cut her off, “Honey, don’t worry about work right now. Your top priority is to take care of yourself and the baby.”
“We can talk about work after the baby is born.”
Wary of Estrella's potential protest, Jason added in a more serious tone, “By then, I can oversee the business, and you’ll have all the time you need to pick up projects.”
Taking the company matters into his own hands, Estrella’s face lit up with a smile, “Alright, alright, you’re the head of the household, we’ll do it your way.”
Estrella’s flattery was music to Jason’s ears.
Then, handing the tablet back to her, he mentioned, “Take a look at these wedding dresses. We’ve even got a few maternity options designed, considering you won’t be showing much by then.”

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