made. She thought, "I've agreed to the project," but did it feel right? As if the physical pressure might help her make sense of the emotional chaos roiling inside her,

ontrol after her divorce. She had used the design field as an escape and a mea

once more. Richard had always managed to make her feel alive with his relentle

ee him seated behind his desk, poised and concentrated, thanks to the glass walls. H

was distracted from her thoughts as her phone buzzed in her pocket. With a groan, she slid it out, anticipating another call or meeting reminder from her assistant. Rather, it wa

ng pressures. This endeavor, this agreement with Richard, might be the solution. Was it worthwhile, though? Lily entered the elevator as the do

was the number of times she had vowed to herself that she would never allow Richard to ret

rling around the past. Richard's appeal for redemption, his comments about wanting to restore things between them, they

rd crashed back into it, bustling, vibrant, and full of energy. She then fixed her gaze on Wellington Enterprises, the skyscraper in front of her. Richard's

ult than it had ever been. For a minute, she stood motionless, staring back at Richard's office window and questioning whether

frigid air pricked Richard as he stood in front of Lily's office building. He had no idea what had brought him here. Per

tance. His heart pounding in anticipation, he rang the bell at the entryway. He knew this wasn't going to be

m demeanor did not conceal the vulnerability in her eyes when she eventually opened the door. Her bo

ard to conceal. "I am aware that I am unworthy of your pardon. Not after everyt

. I overlooked everything else because I was so focused on creating this empire. Particularly you. I wrecked our relationship by taking you for granted. I apologize for

to accept. I don't count on your immediate faith. But Lily, I must try. I have to make this right. For us as well as the project. For me." She swallowed hard, the weight of his words sinking into her chest. She had been telling he

s presence commanding. "I don't count on your immediate forgiveness. But I promise to work hard every day to regain your trust if you give me the chance to show you that I've changed as a person. She

her mouth. However, it was not merely a business proposal. It was

bustle could be heard through the huge windows of her office, which was silent. The previous night, s

nd she looked at the screen, Richard. Her heart skipped a beat as she gazed at the name. She was unsure if she was prepared for th

n the same page. She gripped the phone more tightly. "I get it. What specifically do you require from me? "We must complete the financial estimates and the designs. We should proceed as quickly

he part of her that still yearned for more. She was ready to reply when her phone buzzed once more, this time indicating that Berna

rock and constant source of support. But could she truly turn down the chance that was presente

ice was correct? The pull between her past and future was too strong for her to resist. Her fingers lingered over the phone for