Kieran lowered his gaze, took the small fork she handed him, and took a bite of the cake, nodding in approval.


    The two of them went to a nearby stadium. Due to the cold weather, there weren''t many people around, but a group of teenagers were energetically running on the basketball court, dressed in short sleeves and shorts.


    L and Kieran were both dressed in casual home clothes.


    L had her hair tied in a high ponytail, looking youthful and full of energy, like a college student who had yet to graduate. She wasn''t good at sports, and badminton was the only sport she could manage a few decent shots in out of the many she was bad at.


    As for Kieran, she could only admire how impressive everything he did was.


    He excelled in the unpredictable business world; the kitchen was his domain, and even badminton—a sport she had never seen him y-seemed effortless for him.


    L couldn''t keep up with the shuttlecock. After a short while, she felt defeated.


    "I give up. I''ll just be honest and admit defeat." She slumped onto the bench, a few beads of sweat on her nose.


    "Take a break. I''ll get you some water, and we can try again in a bit." Kieran''s voice was smooth and warm.


    She nodded, sitting on the bench, her eyes gleaming as she watched the teenagers ying basketball nearby.


    They were full of energy. Suddenly, she remembered what Amelia had said before —when looking for a partner, avoid older men and go for someone younger. These bright and energetic young men were indeed very attractive.


    She turned her head to look at Kieran in the distance, but mature men like him seemed to have an endless charm.


    She didn''t even realize that she was unconsciously leaning toward him. She also didn''t notice that the basketball was rolling toward her, so she was startled when it hit her foot.


    A tall and slender young man with a handsome face ran over.


    L bent down to pick up the ball and returned it to him. She wore a smile, and her eyes were bright and clear.


    "Is this yours?"


    Her sweet voice made the young man''s ears turn red. A few friends behind him called him out making him even more awkward.


    He quickly took the ball, his voice trembling as he asked, "Do you... do you have a boyfriend? Can I add you..."


    Before he could finish, a deep, calm voice interrupted. "No, she already has a fiancé."


    L turned around to see Kieran walking over, smiling lightly. "That was quick."


    He nced at the young man. How could it not be quick?


    The young man froze, quickly apologizing. "Sorry, I didn''t know you were together."


    He bowed and stepped back several paces; then, he quickly ran off with the ball.


    L watched his retreating figure andughed softly. "Kieran, you scared him."


    Her voice carried a yful tone. At that age, it was easy to be


    intimidated by someone like Kieran.


    Heuscrewed a Bottle Kit


    water and handed it to her.


    "Do you want to try again?"


    He would never admit to scaring someone lest she thought he was intimidating. Besides, his tone had beenpletely neutral. That brat


    flirting with her under his nose.


    L took a sip and shook her head. "No, I''ll spare myself the trouble."


    The two of them stood up and walked back together.


    Kieran asked again, "L, don''t you have something to tell me?"


    "No," she replied quickly.


    His gaze shifted to her. "Michael came to see you today."


    She froze when she heard that.