NovelEnglishBut there it was, the awkward encounter. One simply had to navigate through the social niceties.
Felicity lifted a hand in an uneasy greeting. "Hey..." But Miles, acting as if she was invisible, strode past her toward the cozy Bay Residence.
Felicity rolled her eyes and shrugged off the slight. She was about to check in with her mom to see if she needed any help. Suddenly, Miles stopped dead in his tracks, nearly causing Felicity to crash into his back.
"Felicity." "Yeah?" Miles turned around, his gaze fixing on her with an intensity that seemed to hold back a storm of emotions.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Am I a disappointment for not having a girlfriend?" Felicity was genuinely baffled. Where did that cfrom? "I never said that." "What girlfriends I have, whether or not I marry or have kids, it's none of your business!" Felicity nodded, slightly dazed, "Ah... right." "You!" She raised her hands, her face the picture of sincerity, "Did you overheartalking with Abigail? I swear, it was just girl talk. I'm not the least bit curious about your personal life." If Miles hadn't brought it up, Felicity would never have thought to mention him.
Clearly frustrated but at a loss for words, Miles knew all too well her carefree nature wasn't new to him.
To save himself from further irritation, he turned on his heel and left without another word.
What was dubbed as setting up a bridal suite turned into a full-on decoration spree across the Bay Residence! After years, the family was finally celebrating a grand occasion and aimed for perfection in every corner.
Once everything was set, Dorothy invited everyone for dinner. Everett, who hadn't touched a drop of alcohol in ages, found himself raising a glass, engaging in a conversation about the future of his logistics company with his soon-to-be son-in-law, Craig.
As it often goes between men, their talk gravitated towards business.
Felicity, too, was overjoyed, seeing two lovers finally unite. She wholeheartedly wished Abigail and Craig the best.
As the evening went on, she found herself indulging in a few extra glasses of wine.
By the tdinner concluded, only Miles and Aurora were clearly not under the influence.
"Bro, I'll drive Mr. Turner and Aunt Karen elAure you take Felicity," suggested, hoping to give à salone time. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesMiles frowned, refusing, "You take her. I'll drive Mr. Turner." "She drank a lot tonight. Might need a lift, and well... I'm pregnant, so no heavy lifting for me!" || || Casting a glance at Felicity, who had dozed off on the sofa, Miles felt a throbbing headache. "Bro?" "Got it." He went over, scooped Felicity into his arms, and settled her in the backseat of his car.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe one who had been sound asleep Ines was now half-awake, mumbling, "Parce My parcel! Driver, could you drop it by the front of the K& Mansion's parcel locker?" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesApparently, her eagerly awaited clothing rack had arrived.
|| || Without a word, Miles started the car, his lips pressed into a thin line.
True to her request, he stopped in front of the parcel locker, hitting the brakes.
Felicity, phone in hand and grinning driver? I'm too tipsy to see clearly." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesPS & II ey, said, "Could you grabit SW Oh, the irony. She knew she was drunk.
With a deep sigh and a furrowed brow, Miles reluctantly took her phone and stepped out to fetch the package.
After punching in the code, he retrieved a box, not too heavy but not light either.
His eyes inadvertently caught the description on the label.
[Adults only, pink, 40cm extendable.[]
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