Chapter 1085 - 1112: Meeting the Parents (8)
She still hasn’t fallen in love with him. In such a short time, she couldn’t bring herself to love him.
What’s the point?
Clearly not in love with him, yet pretending that she might fall for him, trying hard to adapt to all his demands.
She truly can’t do it.
Admiring someone might only take a second; the goodwill in that second sprouts continuously in the heart and grows, eventually turning into love, which naturally takes a very long time. Once in love, it takes even longer, over seven years, thousands of days and nights—it’s not something you can just let go of.
She thought she could use Daniel Davis to forget Camden River.
But—
In fact, being with Daniel Davis made her think of Camden River even more.
She’s in pain, and Daniel Davis is suffering too.
Why bother?
Tongtong’s resolve grew stronger, repeating, "Brother Davis, we..."
She looked up at Daniel Davis and suddenly lost her words.
Daniel Davis’s complexion was so bad that as she looked at him, she felt she was speaking nonsense, causing him great harm. Tongtong stared at him blankly, looking bewildered.
Daniel Davis stood up and said softly, "Today was my fault. Don’t feel pressured; take good care of yourself."
"Brother Davis..."
"I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what you just said." Daniel Davis didn’t turn around, standing with his back to her, his tone flat. "I won’t agree to a breakup, because no matter who I entrust you to, I won’t be at ease."
"I’m sorry." Tongtong whispered.
Daniel Davis said nothing more, stepped away, and his tall figure quickly disappeared from her view.
Tongtong hugged her arms and continued to shrink in the corner, in a mess, feeling that she was increasingly unable to handle matters of love, with her heart more and more chaotic, totally unable to manage herself.
——
After that, Daniel Davis didn’t contact her for a long time.
He was smart, knowing that once they were together, it would never be very pleasant, so better to keep a distance.
As September came by.
Camden River and Windsor Myres were waiting for their parents to meet. Because of the anticipation, they were closer than usual—not exactly inseparable, but they did have a bit of a dating vibe, meeting and dating every few days.
Mia Ginger started her internship at the news channel, assigned to the social news department, group three, coincidentally with Camden River, and also began to get busy. In her own words, it was no different from a spinning top.
However—
Busyness has its benefits, making a person feel fulfilled and happy.
Spent a weekend at home.
On the morning of September 6th, after breakfast with Koa Jackson, she headed to work together.
In the soft morning light, she kept her head turned looking at Koa Jackson’s face. Upon arriving, she went directly over and gave him a kiss, opened the car door, smiled, exited the car from the passenger seat, and waved to him, "Have a pleasant workday."
"Go on in." Koa Jackson smiled faintly and drove the car away.
Mia Ginger swiped her card to enter, and shortly afterward, entered the lobby on the first floor, taking the escalator up.
She felt a little dizzy.
The TV station building has fifty-one floors in total, forty-seven above ground and four below, shaped like a reverse U on the ground. The news center is located in the left building; she needs to take the escalator to the second floor, walk through a quite broad hallway, and then take the elevator to reach the office—a hassle.
Mia Ginger raised her hand to rub her brow, feeling her shoulders ache again.
Last week was the start of the semester; work was already busy, she went out early and came back late for a full week, and by Saturday, she was sore all over, lay in bed feeling almost dead, sleeping until after 2 PM before getting up.
People truly cannot rest; once resting, it gets even more tiring.
Mia Ginger exited the elevator, adjusted her mood, and stepped into the office.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"Mia’s here."
"Sister Olly, morning."
"..."
The office was crowded, she nodded and smiled all the way, greeting people. She finally reached her desk, placed her bag down, and went to rub her arm.
Camden River had arrived long ago, glancing at her, reminding, "Today we’re going with Brother Hanson to interview Koda Lee’s matter, leaving at ten past nine."
"I saw the message on WeChat just now." Mia Ginger yawned, speaking vaguely.
"Were you being a thief last night?" Camden River looked at her condition and rarely made a joke.
"Cough cough."
"You two got here quite early." The reporter leading them was Phillip Hanson, a young man in his thirties, pale and slim, bouncing around like a rabbit during interviews while otherwise as still as a maiden, speaking with a constant lightness like a girl, earning the nicknames "Ms. Tearful Hanson" and "Empress Hanson." Only Camden River and Mia Ginger called him Brother Hanson properly, much to his liking.