bWesley /bbfelt /bhis headache getting worse when he heard this. “You haven’t even tried. How can you know that ending would be bbetter/bb?/b”

    ‘Why does she have to define what our rtionship will be before anything even happens?‘ he thought.

    But Sana stood firm. No matter what Wesley said, she

    budge. Finally, Wesley got exhausted from the whole argument.

    ese blind dates–if you’re not

    He rubbed his temples hard and gave up. “Fine, forget it. Let’s just leave things as they are for nowi. /iBut about serious about them, you should probably stop. I won’t always be able to show up in time to bail you out.”

    Given how often Sana ended up withplete weirdos on her blind dates, Wesley was genuinely worried that a few more disasters bmight /bnd her in the hospital.

    When Sana saw him steering the conversation back to her dating life. again, shepletely lost it. “I already told you it’s none of your business!”

    “Fine, you’re not eating anyway–this table’s yours!” She threw down these words and stormed off.

    “Hey, Sana-” Wesley took a few steps after her, but watching her retreating figure move faster and fasterb, /bhe finally stopped.

    Wesley figured there was no rush–he had all the time in the world.

    Wesley called the waiter over to pay the bill, then immediately started searching for dating advice online.

    Even though he’d never been in a rtionship before, he understood the principle that persistence could win over even the most stubborn woman. He decided to show up wherever Sana was every single day from now on, making sure she couldn’t forget about him even if she wanted to.

    After enough time passed, Sana would have to believe he was serious about wanting to date her.

    Wesley bookmarked several highly–rated pursuit guides, then remembered Jessica, who he’d stood up at thest minute. He was about bto /btext her to check how things went, but then he stumbled across trending posts about her and Brian instead.

    In the video, Brian and Jessica sat across from each other. While they didn’t look particrly intimate, they didn’t seem awkward either. Wesley decided he probably didn’t need to send that text after all.

    Jessica only found out she and Brian were trending again after she got home. Reading through thements–all praising how perfect she and Brian looked together, how great their rtionship seemed, and wishing them happiness–she couldn’t quite figure out how she felt

    about it all.

    “Am I happy? Maybe a little. Am I sad? Maybe that too,‘ Jessica thought. But mostly, she just felt empty and defeated, like something important had slipped away forever.

    bAll /bof this was happening toote. Nothing she could say now would make any difference.

    “I refuse, and I won’t consider any joint marketing campaigns in the future either,” Jessica told the marketing manager, her voicepletely

    t and emotionless.

    The fact that she hadn’t immediately gone public to clear things up was already the most dignity she could give bboth /bbof /bthem, bJoint /bmarketing waspletely out of the question.

    bThe /bmarketing manager knew she was pregnant and didn’t dare push the issue bany /bfurther. Brian wasn’t bgoing /bbto /bbget /bboff /bbso /bbeasily /bbthough/bb. /b

    stop brass, several high–level executives and board bmembers /bbkept /bbpressuring /bbhim /bbto /bbdo /b

    At Monday’s executive meeting with all thepany’s bt /b

    b1/2 /b

    bi2/2 /i/b

    bChapter /bb426 /b

    bmarketing /bappearances bwith /bJessica.

    b“/bbYou /bbdon’t /bhave bto /bbdo /bmuch, just hop on a livestream and chat for a few minutes,” one said.

    “Yeah, Mr. Atkinson, if you really don’t want to do livestreams, you could just start a personal ount and post some everyday moments with Mrs. Atkinson and your soh,” another chimed in.

    “Exactly! Mr. Atkinson, if you don’t know how to handle it, we can arrange for professional photographers. It would only take bup /bbhalf /ban hour of your and Mrs. Atkinson’s time at most. It would be such a waste to let all that traffic potential slip away.”

    Brian listened to the executives and board members with a stone–cold expression, then rejected their proposal without a second’s hesitation.

    “Absolutely not. I will never use my wife and children for marketing,” he said firmly. When he saw that some people still wanted to bargue/bb, /bbhe /bmmed his hand on the table and warned them in an icy tone, “Don’t make me say this twice!”

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