Be''s rapidly beating heart had not calmed down yet as she pretended to be cool, asking, "After that, didn''t you try to find that girl?"


    "I''ve never stopped searching for her, but I don''t even know her name or what she looks like. There''s nowhere to start."


    Justin smiled self-mockingly. "I gave her a nickname, Little Dove. Doves symbolize hope. I was able toe back alive from the battlefield because of her. She gave me hope." Be''s eyes teared up again.


    At this point, regardless of whether he knew she was Little Dove, it was enough.


    The couple cleaned up the kitchen and living room, took a bath together, and changed into clean matching pajamas, preparing to end the day in their room.


    At this time,n returned.


    n, you''re back? Have you eaten? If not, I''ll heat something up for you," Be asked with concern, sounding more like a considerate elder sister than his boss''s wife. "I''m not hungry."


    lan quickly shook his head, his eyes dim, and his brows furrowed with a rare sadness.


    Be and Justin exchanged nces. Their thoughts were connected, so they understood what each other was thinking without saying a word.


    "Ian, I''ve been having trouble sleeping for the past two days. I''d like a drink to aid in my sleep. Come have a drink with me." Justin ordered in a light tone.


    lan naturally could not reject it. "Yes, Mr. Salvador."


    "You guys go ahead. I''ll excuse myself. My waist feels sore." Be frowned slightly.


    Justin''s eyes darkened as he ced his hand on Be''s narrow waist, teasingly asking, "Is it because of me?"


    "Mr. Salvador, it''s not good to indulge in lust. Don''t forget how so many kings died young in the past."


    Be poked his chest, a shade of red creeping up onto her face. She urged softly, "Enough. Have a good chat withn. I''ll go to sleep first."


    Justin opened a bottle of fine red wine, and the two men sat facing each other.


    Seeing that Justin was pouring wine for him,n felt ttered and quickly stood up, bowing respectfully, and held his ss with both hands. "Mr. Salvador, I can do it myself. This is below you!"


    Justin poured the wine expressionlessly. "Stop the nonsense. There''s just me and you here; no need to act."


    lan was speechless.


    They drank in silence for a while before Justin asked, "Did you go to visit Ms. Mead?"Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    lan''s expression turned stiff, and he replied quietly, "Yes..."


    "So what do you want to do?" Justin cut straight to the point. He was never one to beat around the bushes.


    lan pursed his lips tightly, feeling a surge ofplex emotions wash over him, his eyes gradually reddening. “Mr. Salvador, do you believe that I will fall in love with a girtin a few short days?"


    "Yes."


    lan was stunned.


    One had to know that his boss was the least perceptive person when it came to matters of love. Apart from Be, Justin was numb toward anyone''s feelings.


    "Even Be could fall in love with a lousy man like me at first sight. Why is it impossible for you to fall for an outstanding girl like Ms. Mead?" Justin''s gaze flickered, and he smiled bitterly.