Extra Story 1
Ethan, accustomed to smooth sailing throughout his life, encountered his first significant challenge in Sophie. At the age of 23, he and a friend established a security company. Their very first client turned out to be her.
Nineteen-year-old Sophie stood before them, a touch timid, her dark eyes wide as she inquired, "I'd like to hire a bodyguard."
His friend chuckled, "Just a little kid, what do you need a bodyguard for?"
Yet, this girl knew precisely how to leverage her charms. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly.
Alarmed, his friend quickly backtracked, "Alright, alright, don't cry now."
Turning to Ethan, he called out, "Come on, Ethan, console her."
Ethan, inexperienced in such matters, felt flustered by her tears and snapped harshly, "Stop crying or I'll throw you out."
His friend:"……“.
Insisting on choosing her bodyguard herself, Sophie's gaze swept around and finally settled on Ethan. "I want him," she declared.
His friend burst into laughter, "Ah, don't tell me that you choose him because he's good-looking?"
Sophie shook her head in denial. "No, it's because he looks tough enough."
During that period, Ethan found himself with little to do. Staring into her tear-stained eyes, he pondered for a moment before genuinely agreeing to her request.
Extra Story 2
The job wasn't particularly challenging, leaning more towards the mundane.
It involved Taking her to and from school, nighttime Strolls with Her, occasionally cooking for her, and fending off boys who tried to confess their love.
He was less a bodyguard and more a male nanny.
Ethan grew tired of it, his face often sullen, to the point where he didn't even care about the payment anymore.
Moreover, a nineteen-year-old girl possessed boundless energy, her mind constantly brimming with odd ideas.
He always found himself obliging, mustering patience to indulge her whimsical antics.
He didn't want to, but Sophie was too adept at crying. It was annoying, yet he had to comfort her.
Initially, their unfamiliarity kept things at arm's length. But over time, their proximity led her to learn how to be playful with him.
"Ethan, will you stay with me forever?"
"No." It was merely an employment relationship; there was nothing like forever in his job.
"Oh." Her disappointment was palpable.
Ethan warned himself not to appease her, knowing she'd only become more demanding afterward.
Half an hour later, he couldn't resist asking, "Why are you upset?"
"Ethan, how much money would it take for me to hire you forever?"
No amount would do as he was destined to return to the Green family.
"I decline." After those words, Sophie stared at him, silent for a long while, her eyes brimming with sorrow.
Ethan should have walked away then. But it was too late. Sophie's beautiful eyes filled with tears.
Damn it, the same tactic again! He gritted his teeth, stepped out,but he returned and surrendered once again.
"I retract my previous statement; I will work forever for you if you paid me well."
It was a lie. But it made Sophie happy. Her feigned tears vanished instantly, replaced by jubilant dancing and an excited "Yay!"
Extra Story 3
Ethan accompanied her on a visit to the Campbell family's residence once.
Despite the vastness of the villa, the things that belonged to her were pitifully scarce.
With him by her side, she mustered the courage for the first time to reclaim the relics of her late father that were left behind in the Campbell household.
The house was filled with servants, yet they looked at her with eyes full of contempt.
In the face of such disdainful gazes, Ethan felt an inexplicable surge of anger.
This fury was soon overshadowed by a deep sense of pity when they discovered a hidden camera in her room.
Sophie's face paled as she confronted her mother about it. The woman adjusted her clothes indifferently and replied coldly, "I approved it."
Even the police were powerless in this situation. As luck would have it, their car tire malfunctioned.
Being far from the city center, it was nearly impossible to find a taxi willing to venture out so late at night. They were forced to spend the night there.
Sophie trembled uncontrollably, and Ethan was beside her, trying to soothe her.
It took a long while before he managed to lull her to sleep.
Ethan gazed at her sleeping face, recalling a time when he was swamped with work at the office and Sophie had fallen asleep on the sofa waiting for him.
He had watched her in the same manner back then. His friend leaned against the doorframe and commented, "Ethan, the way you look at her isn't innocent."
He didn't deny it. Yes, when exactly did these feelings begin?
Extra Story 4
In the middle of the night, someone attempted to unlock the door, reeking of a pungent alcoholic odor, stumbling directly towards Sophie's bed.
A beastly act. Ethan unleashed his fury, beating the intruder mercilessly.
Seated at the police station, Matthew claimed it was a case of room misentry. and stubbornly refused to settle the matter privately.
Ethan called Olivia, seeking her help, and eventually, the issue was resolved through her connections.
Following this incident, Sophie underwent a subtle change.
Her reliance on him escalated dramatically.
At an age where emotions were elusive, she began parading around him in tiny camisoles. She thought her intentions were well-disguised, yet they were all too transparent.
It wasn't necessarily romantic affection that drove her, but rather a desperate bid to keep him by her side.
Extra Story 5
Sophie seemed to mastered an array of tactics from somewhere.
Initially, her boundless energy alone was enough to overwhelm him.
Now, she employed endless alluring tricks that tested his self-restraint, leaving him often feeling defenseless.
In the countless times Ethan reminisced about the past, the one memory that stood out the most was when Sophie stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek.
It happened when she purchased a Polaroid camera, looping her arm through his as she proposed they take pictures together.
"Ethan, look straight into the lens," she instructed.
"Why do you enjoy taking photos so much?" he asked.
She grinned, edging closer, leaning against his arm.
"They could be used for our wedding video someday," she hinted, her words leaving the genuineness of her intentions ambiguous.
Ethan froze, taken aback.
Then, the girl beside him rose on her toes, planted a kiss on his cheek, and swiftly clicked the shutter.
What flashed through Ethan's mind in that split second?
He realized that he is doomed, truly doomed.
Extra Story 6
I shouldn't have let her go back to the Campbell's at that time.
God knows what she heard there, fueled by alcohol, she insisted on sharing his bed.
Ethan declined, disinterested in such a tainted affection.
All he desired was something pure.
He advised her, "Sophie, you must first learn to love yourself before you can understand how to love others."
Fine, she seemed to listen. Yet, come morning, she was gone—vanished without a trace.
Damn it. Sophie, you really are heartless.
Extra Story 7
After years apart, upon their reunion, he found it hard to restrain himself, his demeanor turning a tad harsh.
Having declared they were strangers henceforth, the moment Sophie opened the door to leave, Ethan regretted his words.
That day at the hotel, she was her usual self, employing her subtle tactics.
Ethan felt an inexplicable relief. It was good; she still knew he would indulge her, accepting whatever tricks she threw his way.
In the elevator, he intended to continue his stern demeanor, but the moment Sophie's tears welled up, his resolve crumbled.
She was a stubborn one, yet only cried in front of him.
Well, he had compromised countless times; one more wouldn't hurt.
After that night, Sophie learned anew how to nestle and coquette in his arms.
There was less calculation involved now – a genuine affection bloomed.
Their love, rich and profound, revived the bright and vibrant hues in their dull days.
Olivia messaged him, "Congratulations, reuniting with your beloved."
She had witnessed Ethan drinking all night to quench his sorrow after their forced separation, as well as his stubborn determination to find Sophie again.
Ethan smiled, replying, "Sis, you won't have to accompany me in drinking anymore. We're in love."
Everything became lovable, and life appeared bright and clear.
Extra Story 8
They got married.
Sophie, however, was reluctant to call him her "baby" anymore.
Instead, she preferred to address him as "Green puppy," her affectionate nickname for him meaning "Little Dog Green".
Well, he was more than happy to have that nickname.
