Finally, his gaze fell on the bouquet Eleanor was holding, and he seemed to find somefort in it.


    "You rarely used to follow celebrities,"n said, looking down at her.


    Eleanor was taken aback. It was true. In the past, her life had been almost entirely consumed by him and their daughter; she had no time or energy for celebrities.


    "People change," Eleanor replied. "I didn''t have the time or the inclination back then."


    Back then, her eyes and heart were full of him, and she was never shy with her admiration and love.


    So now, watching her openly admire another man right in front of him, a heavy, suffocating weight settled in his chest, leaving him feeling helpless.


    Just then, a heavyset girl squeezed through the crowd. Eleanor stepped back to make way for her, but the sand was uneven, and she stumbled.


    A steady arm wrapped firmly around her waist, supporting her.


    "Tired?"n''s voice came, low and deep.


    Eleanor nced at her watch. It was already nine o''clock. Thinking that her daughter still needed a bath, she said to him, "Let''s go back. Evelyn needs to take a bath."


    "Okay."n''s mood suddenly lifted.


    It seemed the singer on stage hadn''t been captivating enough to make her want to stay and watch any longer.


    They found Evelyn and Serena and the group headed for the shuttle stop. Evelyn, too tired to walk, was carried onn''s back, waving a glow stick in delight.


    After a fifteen-minute ride, they were back at their private vi.


    Eleanor returned to her room, bouquet in hand, and called for Evelyn to take her bath.


    That night, Eleanor slept soundly and deeply. The vacation was truly rxing.


    The next two days were spent ying on the beach, with Evelyn enjoying collecting seashells. In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and their departure was approaching.


    It was now mid-August, and Eleanor needed to get back to help Evelyn with her school registration preparations.


    Serena and Evelyn went down to the beach to y while Eleanor was in the office handling some work emails. Just then, she received a call from Serena.


    "Ellie, when youe down to yter, can you call my brother down too?" "Okay," Eleanor agreed.


    She was grateful for how dedicated Serena was to keeping her daughterpany, Even on vacation, Eleanor had to set aside time for work and data analysis and during these times, it was usually Serena who stayed with Evelyn.


    Eleanor nced at the time. It was nine-thirty. She had been working for an hour


    and a half since finishing breakfast at eight.


    She closed herptop and stood up to stretch her stiff shoulders and neck. Qutside the window, the blue sea and clear sky were so beautiful it felt like a crime to waste time on work.


    After leaving her room, Eleanor figuredn might be done with his work too.


    She walked to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor and knocked.


    There was no answer after a dozen seconds. She frowned. Had he already gone down?


    Just as Eleanor was about to turn and leave, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.


    A wave of warm, humid air, mixed with a masculine scent, washed over her.


    Eleanor turned in surprise to seen, clearly fresh from a shower. He had only a towel wrapped around his waist. Water droplets dripped from his short hair, slid over his solid chest and well-defined abs, and disappeared into the edge of the white towel.


    He was casually drying his hair with another towel, a look of mild surprise on his face.


    He had thought it was Gavin,ing to report on work, not Eleanor.


    Eleanor hardly knew where to look. The man''s post-shower body radiated a vibrant heat, every inch a testament to masculine power.


    The next second, Eleanor spun around, her back to him. "Serena asked me toe get you for the beach."


    "Are you heading down now?"n''s voice wasced with azy, maic quality.