"Because I don’t want you to misunderstand anything again because of Daniel Harris." Mabel Quinn said. The previous misunderstanding had turned his birthday into such a terrible situation, so she didn’t want another one.
If he minded Daniel Harris, if Daniel made him uneasy, she was willing to explain, to clarify, to do anything that could put his mind at ease.
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"What if he still can’t let go? Would you sympathize with him?" he asked.
"I don’t know if Daniel Harris can let go of those things, but I think he’s probably not someone who needs sympathy." Mabel replied. Back then, when she met Daniel, even though the people in the village looked down on him, there was a pride in his bones, and what he needed was never sympathy.
Kyle’s eyes lowered slightly, was this her understanding of Daniel Harris? Because they once had such a beautiful and unforgettable memory, one that he could not participate in.
He met her too late, while Daniel Harris met her too early.
If possible, how he wished he could have known her from the moment she was born! Not just to spare 20 years of pain, but to be a part of her life.
That way, he could leave a deeper imprint in her heart, he could make her focus only on him from a very young age, prevent her from caring about other men, keep her locked in his world, depending more on him...
It’s domineering and selfish, but he couldn’t suppress the thought of wanting her to look only at him, think only of him, have eyes for no one else but him.
He could imagine Daniel Harris’s regret, but what’s missed is missed, he wouldn’t give Daniel even the slightest chance.
"Mabel..." Kyle murmured, his lips already pressed against Mabel’s.
"Do you remember what I said before, there’s no one in this world capable of claiming me, except you. And you, can only be claimed by me, no other man can."
Mabel Quinn went to work at the Studio where Alice Conley was, and was quite welcomed by many colleagues in the Corporation. Of course, some colleagues looked at her as if she were a hot topic figure. After all, the news about her and Grace Yowell had been quite popular for a while, and later, someone online exposed that Kyle Kinston was her boyfriend. So, now, the whole Corporation knew about her relationship with Kyle.
Due to work, the bodyguards who originally followed her had been temporarily withdrawn, but Kyle arranged for someone to pick her up for her commute.
Her interaction with the new colleagues at the Studio was pleasant. Mabel also started writing new scripts for the Studio. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. During lunch break, Mabel noticed Alice Conley engrossed on her phone and couldn’t help but glance at it curiously. She caught a glimpse of an online shopping mall page on Alice’s phone, but what was shocking was that Alice’s search keyword in the mall was "hire boyfriend".
"Why are you hiring a boyfriend?" Mabel asked in surprise.
"It’s all because of that guy Dorian Howards," Alice complained. "He practically moved into my house recently, and my parents are already treating him better than me. My mom’s the most exaggerated, almost worshipping Dorian. Tell me, is it easy for me trying to make him give up on me?"
Alice felt like her mom was afraid she’d miss out on Dorian Howards and remain unmarried for life. If there was a day Dorian didn’t show up at her home, her mom would surely nag about it for a while.
"What’s so bad about Dorian Howards that makes you disdain him so much?" Mabel was speechless. In her view, a man like Dorian would be fought over by women, yet her friend acted as if she desperately wanted to cut ties.
"It’s not that he’s bad, he’s too good," Alice said. "He’s like a perfect piece of art. Would you want to see a perfect piece of art have a flaw?"
Mabel replied, "So do you think that by getting back together with him, you’d be adding a flaw?"
Alice lowered her head, hiding the hint of sadness in her eyes, and laughed it off, "Exactly, wouldn’t it be frustrating to see a perfect thing with a flaw on it?"
Although Alice tried to mask it, Mabel still sensed a certain bitterness in her friend’s tone, "How do you know the perfect one would mind a flaw? Sometimes, too perfect can be an imperfection, and imperfection becomes a kind of perfection."
But Alice just laughed and said, "Alright, Mabel, I know you want to persuade me, but when it comes to matters of the heart, just like drinking water, only the one drinking knows if it’s hot or cold. I know what suits me best."
Indeed, when it came to feelings, each person is different. Mabel couldn’t refute her friend’s words and didn’t continue to persuade her.
Alice kept browsing the web, and Mabel could only remind her that hiring a boyfriend online, even to make Dorian give up, could easily lead to scams. It would be better to have a male colleague pretend instead.