No matter what you do, you have to put your heart into it.
After finishing her pre-sleep exercise, she took a shower and sat at the dressing table to apply so face cream.
Hunter Warren lay on the bed watching her, noticing her wet hair, he got off the bed to find a hairdryer to help her dry her hair.
Faye Townsend looked at his gentle deanor through the mirror and couldn’t help but smile.
"Not bad, huh? Pretty skilled, looks like you’ve done this before for Sebastian and Zenia, eh?"
Hunter flicked her lightly on the back of her head.
Faye let out a yelp of pain: "Hey."
She turned around to glare at him.
Hunter raised an eyebrow: "This is to tell you, although words don’t lead to consequences, you still shouldn’t speak recklessly.
Am I, Hunter Warren, such a bored person?
Blow-drying a woman’s hair doesn’t suit ."
"Then why are you drying mine?" Faye raised her eyebrow at him.
"Do you think you’re the sa as other won?
They are just won; you are my wife."
Faye turned back around, trying to suppress her laughter, and looked at him through the mirror.
She didn’t like listening to sweet words but liked hearing them from him.
"Did Uncle Forrest ask you to et him today?"
Faye nodded, enjoying his service: "You’re really a psychic.
Uncle Forrest is worried about Forrest’s matters.
Seems the saying is true, no matter how good children are, parents will always worry."
"Worried about the lifelong matters?"
"Ah, Hunter Warren, I think you should just open a fortune-telling stall in the future.
Your guessing accuracy is truly unmatched."
Faye truly admired Hunter Warren; his ability to read people’s minds was extraordinary.
But... "You say you’re so capable, so why couldn’t you predict how much I loved you back then?
During that ti, you hurt so much, don’t tell you didn’t know my heart."
"Before Sebastian left, did I hurt you?
I always pampered you, wherever I went, I took you with ."
Faye rolled her eyes at him: "Hah, what’s the use of taking along if it was just to show off your affection with Sebastian?
If it wasn’t for my strong heart, I would’ve been heartbroken and left you hundreds of tis by then.
You have the family and everything now because of my tenacity back then."
"What’s the use of that spirit only back then, six years ago, did you not leave like a fool?"
"Do you really think I could be thick-skinned enough to endure your countless heartbreaks and still treat you like a first love? I have my pride, okay?
You have no idea how much seeing you showing off with others hurt .
You probably don’t even understand how many tis your indifference after Sebastian left stabbed my heart.
Looking back now, I was really too forgiving, being able to move on from so much past.
I could practically be held up as a model human."
Hunter put down the hairdryer, hugged her from behind, and pressed his face against her ear.
"I’m sorry, all the past is my fault.
I know, I really let down your true heart back then.
So I define the six years you left as heaven’s punishnt for .
But it seems only now I realize, you hadn’t done anything wrong, yet you were punished alongside for six years.
In the future, I won’t let this happen again; I will never let you get hurt because of , and never let go of your hand again."
Faye grasped his arm holding her and looked at him in the mirror, their eyes eting, both their hearts softened.
The next day around noon, after much hesitation, Faye finally dialed Lucas Warren’s phone number.
For Lucas, today’s call was definitely unexpected.
Seeing her call, he answered with excitent in his voice: "Faye? This is rare."
"Stop with the useless flattering, I’ve got your number figured."
Lucas frowned: "Didn’t you call ? Why are you angry with ?"
"Don’t you really know? Lucas, how can you be so despicable?"
"What did I do to make you so dissatisfied?"
"Stop pretending; I already know everything.
You say you hold the leverage that could destroy Hunter Warren.
And claim that you are the only one in the world who can push him into hell.
I fully believed you were the one I should fear the most.
But today I realized how terribly wrong I was.
I an, how could you possibly be so kind as to keep this secret for Hunter Warren?
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