Chapitre 23: Chapter 11-4: The Restaurant of Memory
Dennis McFadden, had always been the youngest commander in the country at the age of 26.
At such a young age, he had already achieved many great accomplishments and had risen through the ranks quickly.
However, who would have expected him to become so soft in front of the one he loved.
“It's cold, let's go,” she said, bringing him out of his distraction, and he immediately shook his head to guide her.
“Of course… come on”
From afar, a gray Mercedes could be seen leaving the parking lot.
At the same time, Caroline finally put on her seatbelt and waited for him to take off.
Dennis, who didn’t see anything wrong with her behavior, sighed in frustration, then his limbs tensed again when he remembered her hugging him and that perfume.
“Are you okay?” She asked, staring at him with a puzzled look.
Thinking back to the rebellion of her cold hand on his forehead under his charcoal hair for a while, his skin felt shivers and reddened from the impact.
This was too much for his heart to bear.
“I’m fine, rest assured”
When she heard his response, she sat down obediently and didn’t make a fuss after that.
The little black who was suffocating from the hug after being squeezed again and for the third time after leaving the restaurant, took a deep breath of fresh air as soon as he got out of the bag and settled in her lap.
Dennis, who had been peeking at him, raised an eyebrow in surprise.
‘Is Mr. Adams aware that there is a cat in the university he runs?!'
So far, this question remained.
Looking at the time, it was clear that she had been discovered.
When her phone rang and the main screen popped up with Nam Shin’s name in large, she hung up and sent a brief, evasive message.
‹I’m with Dennis, on the way›
The other party, when he read the text, was completely silenced. It was hard for her to lie about this.
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So, when Dennis parked his car after 20 minutes of driving, she didn’t get out as he expected.
Looking at her now, he took a deep breath, waiting.
“Do… you still remember about our agreement the day before yesterday?” she said shortly after while he remained calm.
The only being who was more comfortable now was the kitten.
“Yes” Dennis replied cautiously, furrowing his eyebrows.
How could he forget.
"So, we’re officially together?” Her lips curled with a look of anticipation, seeking confirmation.
“Of course” he smiled, then nodded in confirmation.
“So… can I have your phone number now?” “… last time, you changed the SIM card” he tried to justify, reminding her, while she froze.
'Really?' 'How did she not realize it?'
In the past life and even now, because of the relationship like yellow mercury, her cold and unreciprocal dealings with him were obvious.
The last thing she wanted to think about was communicating with him.
At this point, he took out the phone from his coat pocket and handed it to her, willingly.
After pressing a few buttons and completing the recording, her phone rang, expressing an unknown call.
Immediately after that, she simply registered his name.
Dennis, who watched her tirelessly, felt touched.
The way she acted now, was like a little squirrel after getting a nut.
For a moment, he wanted to caress her soft and plump cheek and even stroke her hair, but he held back.
The rebellious butterflies dancing in his stomach, made him delirious in a hurry. So, when she returned the phone to him, he woke up.
He was really satisfied with this slow progress.
"Take care of yourself, see you"
Without delay, she picked up the bag with the cat inside, and simply said goodbye.
Returning to the phone, he flirted with her name for a moment before changing it to 'my wife'. Then he set off back to continue the rest of his day, and the above.
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Chapter 12: The Dark Clouds
'When you feel desire and silence overcomes you.
And you look at the world and the people around you with a different and empty look.
When you are possessed by awareness, you appear in a naive, innocent and harmless way, unable to express.
Then words will stop, and you will become unable in the face of repeated disappointments.
The tape of your life will advance, hanging its most prominent events above your forehead.
So you become alone, like an outcast soul, fragile and strong on the surface, without anyone realizing you.
Then, you will see that this world is nothing but a repetition of itself and what came before.
So you have a shiver of confusion, a hallucination of the self.
Until you lose your breath, and you become depressed.
So where are you and where is the world?'
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Under the dim, lit light. Inside the feminine room and the monotonous silence.
Caroline was and still is by nature, an obedient and quiet girl.
The first time she came to the remote house and lived with Cadres, she was unusually fascinated by the view, like a flower blooming in spring.
"Carol!"
Cadres, who was sixteen years old, had entered her room, speaking in a soft tone amidst a relaxed expression.
Caroline, who had been looking out of the French window, insulated between the curtains, had turned towards him, looking at him silently like a doll.
Come here” he called, patting his thighs, urging her.
Slowly, she advanced towards him. Her childish features were as calm as a stagnant lake.
As soon as she was near him, he encircled her flexible waist between his hands over the pink dress decorated with white and other colored ribbons gently, resting her on his lap.
“What were you watching?” he asked, gesturing with a slight hint amidst a faint smile from his eyes, looking at her.
When she caught his question, and her gaze met his azure green eyes that looked like fragrant tea leaves, she replied.
“Gardenia”
Her reasonable tone was emotionless, far removed from the innocence of children her age.
It seemed really natural.
When he heard her adorable whisper, he chuckled lightly and pinched her cheek softly like a mochi.
“…Isn’t this lovely?”
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The first time he took her to the bathroom with him after he prepared her clothes, she was confused.
Once he came back and saw her appearance remained the same and she had not changed. She pursed her lips in confusion, while he raised an eyebrow. “Huh!”
It's already been half an hour. He sighed.
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
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-- Classement
Power Stone 
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