Back in school, I used to be praised by teachers as the most talented student they had ever seen. But now, those who used to be inferior to me were all doing better than me.

What I had been desperately chasing after all these years had turned out to be a joke.

When James came back, I was sitting in the living room waiting for him.

When he saw me, a hint of weakness flashed across his face.

"Are you feeling better?"

He put down his coat, walked over and kissed me.

I felt a little nauseous, but still looked at him calmly.

"What were you doing last night?"

James froze, then smiled, "Didn't you not cook for me? I called some friends for some drinks."

I continued to ask, "Anything else?"

James shrugged and said, "Nothing else."

After saying that, he leaned over to hug me, but I avoided him.

"I'm going to make lunch."

In the next few days, I immersed myself in work and was very fulfilling.

James took the initiative to call me which was rare.

"Chole, are you angry with me?"

I was confused and didn't understand what he was talking about.

"No."

James heard a bit stubborn, "You are angry with me. You haven't called me for three days. It was my fault that I broke my promise that rainy day, but I was really too tired. If you feel uncomfortable, then I apologize to you."

"Sorry, it's all my fault."

He said in a superior tone. After a busy day, I didn't bother to argue with him.

"Well, I know. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

"Wait! I'm downstairs at your company. Come down and let's have a meal together."

I still had some work to deal with. It was already half an hour later when I finished my work and got down.

Opening the door of the passenger seat, I found that Fiona was also there.

She dressed up pure and lovely. When she saw me, she smiled sweetly.

"Chole, I'm a bit carsick. Do you mind if I sit in the front?"

James darkened his face and didn't say a word. I thought he must be angry for waiting for me for half an hour.

"It's okay. You can sit."

I opened the back door and got in.

During the meal, Fiona served James food as if there was no one else around. From time to time, she even gave me a provocative look.

I pretended not to see and just focused on eating.

I had been working all day and I was quite hungry.