What would it be like if there were someone in this world that you truly cared about?
For the first time, Sidney woke up late in the morning, nearly reaching noon. When she awoke, the person beside her was already gone. She quickly freshened up and went downstairs, where she saw the housekeeper cleaning. "Has he... left?"
"Yes, Jayson asked me to let you sleep in a little longer. He had breakfast from a fancy restaurant delivered just now. Would you like to have some, Madam?"
Sidney entered the dining room and saw a table piled high with breakfast.
"...It's too much." Sidney sat down and grabbed a warm croissant, biting into it as it was still steaming.
"Jayson had someone order it for you first thing this morning. He said you should eat well and not worry about making breakfast so early."
"Ah." Sidney felt a warmth in her heart, wondering what he might be doing now.
After breakfast, she couldn't resist calling him as she went upstairs.
"Hello?"
"It's me."
"Did you wake up?"
"Mm, what are you doing?"
"I have a meeting at the office soon."
"Oh, okay. I won't keep you then."
"Wait, what are you doing this afternoon?"
"Nothing much, it's pretty boring." Sidney was restricted from going out and had to stay at home. Apart from reading books, watching TV, and fiddling with cooking, there wasn't much else to do.
"How about coming over for lunch later?" Jayson asked cautiously.
"I just ate."
"Can't you tell? My point is to have you accompany me for lunch."
"Oh, sure! If you don't mind me interrupting you."
"If you have nothing planned this afternoon, I'll have someone take you to shop for some clothes or something."
"Mm, okay, see you soon."
Sidney ended the call, feeling pleased and hopeful. A new sense of anticipation about love filled her heart.
When Sidney arrived at the building where Jayson's company was located, she discovered that the newly established company was on one of the floors of a mixed-use commercial building.
She took the elevator to Jayson's company's floor and was greeted by a gentleman.
"Good morning, Madam. I'm Mr. Smith. Please follow me." He led her to Jayson's office and gestured for her to sit.
"The boss is still in a meeting, but he should be out shortly. What would you like for lunch?"
"Oh... just have what he usually eats!"
"But Jayson said it should be based on what you want to eat."
"It's fine, just get what he usually eats, it's easier for you." Sidney smiled.
Mr. Smith hadn't expected the boss's newly married wife to be so down-to-earth. He thought someone like the boss would marry someone with a similarly eccentric personality.
Mr. Smith gave a polite smile, nodded, and stepped out to prepare. Sidney wandered around the office, noticing the stock market updates on his computer screen. His desk was cluttered with papers, evidence of a hectic workload. It was clear he had a lot on his plate, yet he still had to head to the club later. Wasn't that exhausting?
Sidney made herself a cup of coffee using his office coffee machine and realized it was good-quality beans. She enjoyed it greatly. At that moment, Jayson returned, looking exhausted. He greeted Sidney briefly and sat down in his chair, appearing deep in thought.
Sidney leaned in and said, "This coffee's pretty good!"
Jayson reached over and took the cup from her hand, taking a sip. "Of course, these beans aren't cheap. I specifically selected them."
Seeing him drink from the cup she had just used, Sidney suddenly remembered what happened the night before and felt a bit embarrassed.
Mr. Smith knocked on the door and entered, placing two takeout boxes on the desk before turning to leave. Jayson glanced at the boxes. "Who asked you to get takeout?"
Mr. Smith awkwardly turned around and said, "Madam said, to get what you usually eat..."
"Even if she said to just have what I usually eat, you could've ordered takeout from a restaurant. You're so bad at thinking on your feet!"
Mr. Smith looked embarrassed and turned to Sidney for help.
"Don't blame him! He's very honest! I really like it, try it!"
Sidney gave Mr. Smith a glance to signal him to leave, then sat down and opened the bento box.
"Chicken leg bento! I love chicken leg bento the most!" Sidney picked up the chicken leg with her chopsticks and started eating.
Jayson moved to sit next to her, muttering, "You say he's honest? You've only known him for a few days and you call him honest?"
"…"
"How long have you known him? Making eyes at him…"
"My husband is the best—he's the most handsome and thoughtful! He even ordered me breakfast!" Sidney quickly changed the subject, noticing that this guy didn't like anyone else getting praised in front of him.
"…"
Jayson finished eating before Sidney. When wiping his mouth, he noticed a purple mark at the collar of Sidney's shirt. He reached out and touched the mark with his finger. Sidney, sensitive to the touch, flinched away.
"What are you doing?" she scolded.
He simply smiled faintly and didn't answer.
Sidney ran to the mirror to check, and only then did she realize there was a mark on her neck from where he had sucked it. She blushed and shot him a glare.
He took one of his own scarves from the coat rack and draped it over her shoulders, tying a big bow around her neck.
Jayson gave a mischievous smile. "How about we go pick out some scarves this afternoon?"
