The Kiss that Sparked it All

“What’s the matter? You don’t like the design? If you’re not into it, I’ll have the designer start over. There’s no problem.”

Regina hurriedly shook her head, “It’s not that I don’t like it. This place is amazing. I adore every little detail. I really do, but…”

“But what?” Nolan asked, his anxiety creeping in. He’d gone above and beyond, all to make sure Regina would be blown away the moment she stepped in, hoping she’d find living here incredibly comfortable.

“It’s just that… South Hill Community is not mine.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Through Regina’s eyes, Nolan could see a glimmer of loss.

Despite her feigned stubbornness, she still uttered those words, leaving Nolan puzzled about her reasoning.

“We’re married; this is our home together. Why would you say it’s not yours?”

“It might not be mine, but it’s definitely yours, Nolan. I know you married me under duress, and I’m willing to divorce once the dust settles. So, you really don’t have to put on a show for my dad. South Hill Community will eventually welcome its true mistress.”

Nolan’s expression darkened instantly, and even the smile Regina forced seemed entirely artificial.

She was holding back her pain as she spoke those words. If it were up to her, why wouldn’t she wish to be the true mistress of South Hill Community?

“Are you joking?”

Nolan reverted to his impassive demeanor, which, oddly, gave Regina some relief. Sh should be used to this version of Nolan, shouldn’t she?

The one who smiled, the one that held her hand… those were someone else’s husban not hers.

If she got used to his warmth now, how would she manage when they part ways later? She’d always miss him.

He was such a good man; she shouldn’t claim his life just because of her overbearing father.

Thinking this, Regina realized if she truly loved him, she needed to consider his future. Only if he’s happy could she find true happiness.

“I never expected you to be so thoughtful, even planning for my future wife.”

Nolan crossed his arms, looking down at Regina with a mix of scrutiny and something softer.

Regina managed a bitter smile, not daring to meet Nolan’s gaze. She could feel his eyes on her.

But what could she offer him?

With a family like hers, she’d only be a burden.

Regina dreaded thinking about what her father might demand from Nolan in the future, not to mention Imogen’s unborn child and Madeline’s unyielding schemes against Nolan. Just the thought made her head spin with troubles.

Her presence would only drag Nolan into endless family squabbles, something she desperately wanted to avoid. If her being around brought nothing but trouble, how was he supposed to cope?

“Do you really think that way? If you’re truly considering my welfare, then tell me, what kind of woman do you think would suit me?”

Nolan watched as Regina took a deep breath, then, trying to muster some semblance of cheer, she looked up and managed a weak smile, “Well, someone who matches your social standing, for starters. Someone who can support you in your endeavors. Most importantly, someone with a simple family background, ideally a girl who’s grown up surrounded by love.”