Hari remembered that the story was about how a girl loved a boy, but it was a crush, so the male protagonist didn't know he was loved by a girl.
When he met Lucas this afternoon, he happened to see the picture in his car and remembered the story in this magazine instantly.
When Hari came across Hannah in the afternoon, the idea popped into his mind.
He wanted to judge through Jessica's reaction whether the author of the story, Cynthia, was Jessica.
After Jessica got into the car, she glanced at Terry and asked, "Is Mr. Davison very curious?"
Terry smiled, "What does he feel curious about?"
"Who is that Cynthia? And whether I'm Cynthia."
As they were talking, the traffic light turned red. Terry stopped the car slowly and turned his head to look at Jessica. "Is it important to you?"
Jessica didn't expect his question. Suddenly, she smiled. "It's not important."
As soon as she finished speaking, Terry said again. "I'm more curious about when you'll consider our relationship."
Jessica was stunned for a moment, but she quickly recovered and looked at Terry. "I don't know."
Terry peered at her. "It doesn't matter. Tell me whenever you decide to accept me."
Jessica smiled and did not reply.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped.
Terry unfastened his seat belt and said, "I'll walk you in."
Then he got out of the car and walked to the passenger seat with an umbrella in his hand.
It was raining outside and very dark. Jessica looked at him when he pulled the door open for her. When the wind blew in, Jessica felt cold.
She got out of the car. "Thank you."
"It's a little cold. Go in."
Terry looked at her with his head down. They were close, so Jessica could look into his deep eyes easily.
In his eyes, she saw the reflection of her face.
Jessica was stunned for a moment before averting her gaze and following him to the apartment.
After entering the hall, Jessica looked up and saw that Terry's shoulder was stained with rain, and the outer part of his suit was almost wet with water.
The umbrella was not small. If the two were closer, the rain would not wet Terry.
But Terry kept a distance with her by a fist all the way.
Jessica looked away and calmed herself down. "Thank you. I'll treat you to a meal someday."
Terry smiled in satisfaction. "It is the second meal you owe me."
Jessica smiled, and right at that moment, the elevator doors opened, and she stepped into it.
Jessica stood inside the elevator watching as the doors slowly closed. Terry was outside looking at her warmly, with the dripping umbrella in his hand.
For a moment, Jessica wondered whether everything would be different if the person had been Terry.
Perhaps not. After all, Mr. Davison was a playboy too.
As soon as Jessica got home, Hannah called.
Jessica knew why Hannah called her.
She picked up the phone, turned on the speaker, went to the bar counter, and made herself a cup of hot water. "What do you want to say?"
"How did Hari know it?"
Jessica paused as she drank. "He might guess it."
Hannah didn't buy it. "Don't fool me, Jess. Hari is foolish enough not to know that you have something to do with Cynthia!"
"The picture I drew for Lucas three years ago was discovered."
Hannah was stupefied. "So is it that Hari saw the picture and happened to see the illustration in the magazine?"
"Probably."
After all, they were on good terms. Lucas might even mock her with Hari for the clumsy painting she had drawn.
"How did you know Lucas found the painting? Didn't you say you threw it in the garbage?"
Jessica did not want to talk about what happened at noon, but Hannah asked. She thought about it and said, "I met him at noon, and he mentioned the painting."
"What the fuck! Lucas, bastard! Why did he mention this painting?"
Jessica was angry back then. Not only was she angry, but she was very sad, so much so that she almost cried in front of Lucas.
But as she heard Hannah scolding Lucas, she found herself peaceful-minded.
Hannah had always hated Lucas, and now she couldn't help but curse at him.
Jessica was amused by Hannah. "It doesn't matter. It's a thing of the past."
"Past?"
Hannah snorted, "Jess, let me tell you, we can't let it go! Lucas insulted you. Just wait and see, I'll take revenge on him for you one day."
Hannah was excited while cursing at Lucas, but Jessica knew Hannah probably did not even dare to utter a word when Lucas stood in front of her.
Jessica smiled, "Then you can take your time to find a chance. The water in the bathtub is full. I'm ready to take a bath."