CHAPTER 562: CHAPTER 270: THE PAST RELATIONSHIP OF KAY FORREST AND EVIE LARKIN REVEALED (2 MORE)

After getting off the elevator, both were silent.

Arriving at the apartment door, Kay Forrest held her hand, and they stopped together.

She looked at him, and he lifted his hand to pull the hood of her down jacket over her head.

"It’s cold outside, wear your hood."

Jane Quinlan nodded, and they walked out of the apartment together.

As soon as they exited the main door, Kay Forrest took her to the left with him.

In that instant, Jane Quinlan’s steps suddenly stilled.

Seeing everything before her, she couldn’t help but blur with tears.

In front of her, two large snowmen as tall as people stood hand in hand by the tree.

One, with a round belly, had the name "Jane" carved on it.

The other, featuring an eight-pack on its belly, had the name "Forrest" on it.

The snowman named Jane wore her woolly hat on its head.

The snowman named Forrest had his tie around its neck.

The area around the two snowmen was filled with bright, gorgeous roses.

The roses were arranged in the shape of a heart.

It was like a demoness blooming in the snowfield, indescribably beautiful.

"What is this..."

"Us, it’s my gift to you for the first snow of this year.

It’s also evidence of our future together until we grow old."

Jane Quinlan bit her lip: "What do you mean, evidence that we’ll grow old together."

"Haven’t you noticed that both ’Forrest’ and ’kisses’ have snow-white tops? Grow old together."

Kay Forrest turned to look at her, his eyes red with emotion.

"Hey, I did mention it before.

Moved as you may be, don’t cry.

Didn’t I tell you, I hate it when the women I care about cry."

Jane Quinlan stood on tiptoes and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

Kay Forrest smiled and embraced her waist, and the two stood in front of the snowmen for a long time.

Jane Quinlan was going crazy over this damned Kay Forrest.

He scared her to death just now; when descending the stairs, she imagined numerous things.

She even thought maybe Kay Forrest had hit someone while backing up his car.

Whether that person was alive or dead.

If Kay Forrest had hit someone, she was willing to talk back on his behalf.

She really thought a lot.

But she had never imagined that she would be moved to tears.

Never had a man given her this kind of romance.

She didn’t know if she could ever love anyone else after Kay Forrest.

But one thing was certain, this man’s gesture moved her profoundly and would be unforgettable.

If one can experience such romance even once in a lifetime, it’s truly memorable.

She felt grateful to this man—he was handsome and dashing, wealthy, and he cherished and loved her as if she were a treasure.

There truly isn’t anyone else in the world who could move her like this time and again.

She really loved this Kay Forrest so much, dearly.

After standing for a long time, Kay Forrest murmured into her ear: "Are you cold?"

Jane Quinlan nodded, "Cold, the air outside is indeed very cold.

But my heart is so warm now."

"But I’m cold; I’ve been freezing outside since this morning, I’m almost frozen through.

Let’s go home and warm up a bit."

"Okay."

Jane Quinlan turned back and took a photo of the two loving snowmen with her phone, then went back upstairs with Kay Forrest.

The underfloor heating in the house made Kay Forrest feel truly revived.

It was just too cold before.

Jane Quinlan went to pour him a cup of steaming water for him to slowly sip.

"How did you know it snowed and decided to make snowmen?"

"I noticed it when I went to the restroom this morning.

Didn’t you say last night that you love snowy days, and the snowmen you used to make as a child?

I just wanted to make you happy, so I put on my coat and went down.

But you have to admit, for my first time making snowmen, they weren’t too bad, were they?"

Jane Quinlan crouched before him, laughing and looking up at him: "Not bad? Tell me,

why did you make my belly so round and your own all muscly."

Kay Forrest chuckled maliciously: "Sharp eyes huh, you noticed that.

I’m not exactly a refined man, you know.

I’ve got to have those abs.

Didn’t you see that was a skirt?

Still talking about a belly, what kind of eyesight..."

Jane Quinlan imagined for a moment, a skirt? Rubbish, who’s seen a skirt like that.

What international joke is this?

Kay Forrest rubbed her head, "Babe, I’ll make some steaming hot breakfast this morning; I need to replenish my blood for a full revival."

Jane Quinlan laughed, "Pleasing your girlfriend always comes with a price."

"Isn’t this the first time for me? Don’t I have any experience?

Next time, with experience, I’ll wear more."

"The first time?" Jane looked at him skeptically.

"Of course, it’s the first time. In the past, I just had to throw some money, and women would hook up immediately.

But you, you’re different from normal people.

So, I can only exchange my heart for yours.

I must keep you tightly, making you fall head over heels in love with only me."

Jane was speechless; that reasoning was ridiculous, but she was willing to give it ten thousand points.

"I’ll go cook."

After the two had breakfast and went to the office, Jane found that many people were late.

It might be due to the traffic jam caused by the heavy snow.

Not everyone can conveniently take the subway.

She pushed open Nolan Moore’s office door to check, and he hadn’t arrived either.

After she made a cup of tea and placed it on his desk, she left.

Half an hour passed and Nolan Moore still hadn’t arrived.

She was puzzled; disregarding personal factors, Nolan Moore seemed like a punctual leader.

But this leader was already more than twenty minutes late.

She took out her cellphone to call Nolan Moore; soon, the call was connected.

But the person who answered wasn’t Nolan Moore, it was a woman’s voice.

Jane recognized it immediately; the person was Evie Larkin.

She smirked; no wonder he was late, he spent too much time being intimate with his girlfriend.

"Miss Larkin, sorry to disturb, but I just wanted to check why Director Moore hasn’t reached the office yet."

"Miss Quinlan, this morning Nolan had a car accident because the ground was too slippery.

He is currently at the hospital, can you come over?"

"Ah? Oh, yes, yes, I’m coming right away."

Jane quickly organized her bag, hesitated for a bit but eventually put her laptop into it.

As she went downstairs, the cold wind blowing into her collar made her shiver.

She didn’t take the bus, but went to the hospital by subway.

In such weather, taking the subway is the safest.

She had thought that Nolan Moore wouldn’t be able to pick up the phone because his injuries were severe.

But when she arrived at the hospital, it turned out he wasn’t badly injured at all, just a scrape on his head.

He hadn’t picked up the phone earlier because he was undergoing a check-up.

Seeing her arrive, Nolan Moore glanced at Evie Larkin: "Why did this woman come?"

"Miss Quinlan just happened to call you when I picked up."

Jane approached, her expression not so good, "Mr. Moore, I know you don’t want to see me.

But I’m here to visit you. You might at least pretend."

"Pretend what? I’ve never seen anyone visiting a patient without bringing a gift."

"What kind of patient are you, you haven’t even changed into the patient outfit."

Jane’s comment made Evie Larkin feel awkward: "Um... Miss Quinlan, sorry, I might have made you come here for nothing.

The doctor just said Nolan is fine now, we can head back."

"It’s better that it’s nothing serious, better than actually getting hurt. So, are we heading back to the office?"

Nolan Moore raised his eyebrow at her, the last statement she made didn’t seem like a curse.

"Back to the office? Don’t we still have work today?"

Nolan Moore’s car was badly damaged and had been towed away for repairs.

The three of them exited the hospital and hailed a taxi.

Jane mentioned that the traffic was terribly congested today, and many people couldn’t get to work on time.

In the end, the two followed Jane’s suggestion and took the subway back to the office with her.

Upon entering the main office lobby, when people noticed Evie Larkin, they couldn’t help but take an extra look.

Jane felt their scrutinizing gazes, let alone Evie Larkin.

The three of them entered the elevator, and Evie Larkin quietly asked Nolan Moore, "Nolan, did you notice those people looking at me strangely just now?"

"Really? I didn’t notice. Maybe you’re overthinking."

Jane pouted; how could he not notice? She felt it loud and clear.

It seems this man doesn’t have a sixth sense.

She and Nolan Moore got off at the 17th floor, while Evie Larkin continued to rise.

As they approached the office, they overheard people gossiping inside.

Everyone was discussing the same topic.

"Really, why would I lie to you guys.

The whole circle is in chaos now, everyone’s talking about it."

"No way, our young master and Miss Larkin got together?

I always felt these two couldn’t be any more unrelated."