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Jonathanheldthesachettight,hisexcitementpalpable<b>as</b><b>a</b>surgeofjopelledhimtoadmireitover
and<b>over</b>.
“Didyoudotheembroideryyourself?”heasked.
Withamodestyetconfidentsmile,Millynodded.“Yes,Idid.Irealiseditwasyourbirthdayandquicklygotthematerialstnighttomakeit.”
Milly’sembroideryskillswereanythingbutordinary.
Inherpastlife,thewoman whorantheorphanagecamefromalineofpceembroiderers,meaningshehadexceptionalembroideryskills,Growingupunderherinfluenceandbeing afavourite,shelearnedmanysecretiveandintricateembroiderytechniques,
Therefore,herembroiderywastrulyuniqueandsuretopleasehim.
However,afterJonathaninspectedit,hmentedwithahintofdisdain,“Hmph,it’sprettyaverage.Ifyouhadn’ttoldmeitwasamagpie,Iwould’vethoughtitwasasparrow.”
Millywastakenaback,unsureifhewasseriousor justteasingher.
“Ifyoudon’twantit,justgiveitbacktome,Millysaid,herfacecoolingasshereachedforthesachet.
However,Jonathanraisedhishandtostopher,andsaidwithafrown,“No,onceagiftisgiven,there’snottakingitback.”
Millyfoughttheurgetorollhereyes.
Didn’thesaythatit’sugly?
Jonathanthenfixedherwith<b>a</b>seriouslook.“Isthissachetonlyforme?DidJordanandtheothersgetone,<b>too</b>?”heaskedpointedly.
Hecontinued,abitbitterly,“Noneedtoanswer.Youmust’vemadethemoo.You’reclosetothem,andthey’reimpressive.Howcouldtheybeleftout?”
Millycouldnotbelievetheseharshwordsweringfromherownbrother.
Whywashebehavinglikethis?
Shesighedsoftly.Peoplesayawoman’sheartislikeaneedleatthebottomofthesea,butshefeltthattheheartsoftheButmenwerejustasinscrutable.
“Ididn’tmakeoneforthem,It’snottheirbirthdays,soyou’retheonlyonewhogotone,”sheexined.Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.
Jonathan’seyessparkledwithjoyandexcitement,hisfacebreakingintoawide,genuinesmile.
“Atleastyouhaveabitofconscience,”heremarked,stillsmiling.
Millyjustlookedathim,speechless.
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Meanwhile,rkwatchedJonathanreturntotheset,noticeablyuplifted,andwasquitesurprised.
HehadexpectedJonathantobedowncastafterspendingthedayfilmingwithOliver,butinstead,Jonathan.seemedpositivelybuoyant.
Hadtheymadeup?
SeeingJonathanglowingwithhappiness,rkhadtoask,“Didsomethinggoodhappen?”
Jonathan’sgrinwidened.“Howdidyouknowsomethinggoodhappened?”hereplied,stillbeaming.
Thecornerofrk’slipstwitched.
Jonathan’shappinesswasunmistakableashepractically radiatedjoy.
Approachingrkwitheagerness,heheldupthe<b>sachet</b>.“Noticeanythingdifferentaboutmetoday?”
rktookamomenttolookatthesachetanmented,“Oh<b>,</b>isthatanewsachet?Itlookslovely.”
Jonathanscoffedattheremark.“New?Don’tinsultmysachetbycallingitjustnew.It’sfilledwithcassiaseedsforbettersleep.Cansomethingstore–boughtbethisthoughtful?Thisisunique,madejustforme!”
Heputspecialemphasison“unique,puffingupwithpridelikeapeacock.
rkquicklycaughtonthatitwasnotastore–boughtitem–itmustbeagift.
Today’sliverecordinghadonlysixattendees,andhedidnotget<b>along</b>withOliveratall.IfthiswerefromOliver,hewouldbesomadhewouldstormrightoff,nottreasuringitlikehewasnow.
Nealwasoutofthequestiontoo,giventheirminimalcontact,
Thatleftthreepossibilities–allwomen.
Suddenly,itclicked.Stephanie,theapparent<b>heiress</b>oftheButsand<b>Jonathan’s</b>sister,wasknowntobedotedonbyherfamily.
“Isthis<b>from</b>yoursister?”rkguessed.
Jonathanhesitatedbrieflybeforerespondingvaguely,“Yes.”
Itseemedthatdespiteanypasttensions,JonathanwaschoosingtoacknowledgeandappreciateMilly’sgesture,recognisingherashissister–albeitreluctantly.
Reluctantly,notwillingly,mindyou!
Hmph.
rksawhowhappyJonathanwasanddecidednottopushfurther.Afterall,thegiftwasfromhissister,notsomeromanticinterest–nothingscandalousthere.
However,hewas<b>about</b><b>to</b>beprovenwrong.
Asrkwaswrappingupandhurrying<b>back</b>,hisphonebuzzedrepeatedlyinhispocket.
Hisformshadluenonlonathanthe<b>whole</b>time
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Abadfeelingwashedoverhim,reminiscentofthsttimeJonathanandOliverhadhurledinsults ateachotheracrosssocialmedia,causingchaos<b>for</b>awholeweek.NoPReffortscouldcontainit,andtheynearlyfacedabacshfromtheonlinmunity.
Thistime<b>…</b>
Nervously,hesatdownonasofa,pulledoutabottleofwaterandaheartpill,andsethisphotheemergencycallscreenbeforehedaredtoopenTwitter.
HehadunderestimatedJonathan<b>.</b>Injustaminuteandahalf,theguyhadstedoutfifteentweets!
‘HappyBirthday!<Image:Sachet:
“Today’smostspecialgift.<Image:Sachet>‘
Thisisn’tjustanysachet;it’sfilledwithcassiaseedsanduniquelydesignedtohelpwithsleep.<Image:
Sachers‘
“Honestly,Iwasn’tkeenontakingit,butIhadtoeptittoavoidmakingmysistercry.Oh,thestrugglesofbeinganolderbrother.<Image:Sachet>
rkjuststaredathisphone,speechless.
Wasallthisfussreallynecessaryoverjustasachet?Did<i>he</i>needtotweetsomanytimes?
Luckily,hisfansseemedtpitup,showeringthepostswithpraise.Sincethesachetwasfromhissister,theyeveplimentedherembroideryskills.
Jonathanwasalltoohappyto‘like‘evermentthaudedhissister’scraftsmanship.
Ah,youallhavegreattaste!
Justthen,a“ding”fromhisphonesignalledanewmessage,andhetappedtoopenit.
“Whodidthe embroideryonthesachetyoushared?
“Canyougivemetheircontactinfo?”
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