Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too-Chapter 92: I Won’t Let You Hurt Like This

"When did it happen?"

"This afternoon, while no one was paying attention, he fell from the sixth floor and died instantly. Because after waking up, he kept pretending to be crazy, so now it’s suspected that he accidentally fell."

After hanging up the phone, Vera Yves changed into her home clothes and sat in the living room.

Simon Warren wouldn’t accidentally fall without a reason.

The results of the investigation into Grandpa’s affairs at that time did not show he was responsible, but later, due to public pressure and the instigation of many parties, Grandpa ended up with a bad name.

So, who really wanted Simon Warren dead? Is it someone in Imperia?

The doorbell interrupted Vera Yves’ thoughts. She got up to open the door and saw Miles standing outside through the monitor.

Vera opened the door and saw him carrying shopping bags filled with many ingredients.

"Miles, how did you know I live here?"

Miles entered the house and looked at her helplessly, "Yes, you moved and didn’t even inform me."

Vera followed behind him, feeling a bit guilty, "I just moved in a few days ago, hadn’t gotten around to it yet."

Miles carried the stuff into the kitchen and handed one of the shopping bags to her, "This is for you."

Vera took it, and inside were all her favorite snacks.

Miles opened the fridge and categorized the items as he put them in, "I know, living alone, you’d only cook noodles."

"Not true!" Vera reflexively retorted, "In these past three years, I’ve learned a lot..."

Miles paused his movements, closed the fridge door, and looked at Vera with a smile, "Then I’m wondering if I’ll have the luck to taste it tonight?"

Vera had no choice but to cook herself, while Miles took off his jacket and helped her in the kitchen.

Seeing her skillfully stir-fry two decent-looking vegetable dishes.

Miles couldn’t help but recall the little girl from childhood, who would pitifully cling to the doorframe and look at him.

"Miles, are you done yet? I’m so hungry!"

"Smells so good, Miles, you’re amazing!"

"I declare, the rice Miles cooks is the best in the world!"

"Miles, when I marry you in the future, will you cook for me? Mom said girls shouldn’t dip their fingers in spring water!"

Miles felt somewhat dazed; how old was she back then?

Food was served, three dishes and a soup.

"Any plans now that you’re back?"

"Continuing with my old profession."

Returning to the country wasn’t a sudden decision; over the past year, he had gradually shifted his work focus back home.

"What about you? Any plans?"

"Haven’t figured it out yet."

"Not practicing medicine anymore?" Miles was somewhat surprised; he remembered how much she loved studying medicine since childhood and always saw Grandpa Yves as her role model.

Vera shook her head, "There are so many doctors in the world, they don’t lack just one like me."

Looking at her calm expression, Miles finally understood the wall she built between them, but he couldn’t find a way to break it down.

"Vera, did you say you liked Winston Valentine, was that just another lie to me?"

"No." Vera’s voice was calm, "I really did like him at that time."

"And now?"

Vera didn’t answer his question but looked at him seriously, "Miles, do you like me? I mean, like a man likes a woman."

"Vera, these past few days I’ve been asking myself that question too." Miles looked at her with honesty, "I’ve been used to treating you as a sister, as a little girl needing my care, never as a mature woman."

Vera wasn’t surprised by his answer, "From when I knew what liking meant, I never saw you as a brother again."

Vera felt a bit bitter in her heart, "I did call you once, around the time Grandpa passed away. At that moment, I was really sad and helpless, dialing your number over and over."

"I thought even if it was just a brother’s comfort, I just wanted to hear your voice, then I wouldn’t be so afraid, but you never answered."

Vera gave a self-deprecating smile, "That night, holding my phone, I felt like I was about to die. I lost Grandpa and completely lost you too."

After that day, she locked him in a small corner of her heart, not even letting herself think about him again.

"Miles, from that time on, I didn’t like you anymore." Vera looked at him somewhat wistfully, "But, I can’t go back to being that little girl who needed your protection."

Miles blinked his stinging eyes, he couldn’t even remember when Vera called him, how could he have missed her call?

"Vera, if I had known you liked me then, at least... at least I wouldn’t have let you be so sad."

Vera smiled, "Weren’t you going to taste my cooking? The food’s gone cold."

The meal was eaten without savor.

Since that day, Vera was busy converting her sorted data into digital form, and Miles didn’t come by again.

Linda Young came to her apartment to mooch a meal.

"Remember that young heartthrob, Nathan Norton?"

Vera’s mind flashed with an already blurry face, "Slightly remember."

"He’s been pestering me for your contact, it’s driving me crazy!" Linda looked annoyed, "He keeps saying he wants you to check on his health. I say he’s the one who’s sick!"

Vera replied with a serious look, "He indeed has a condition."

"Huh?"

"Most likely a heart condition."

"Will you see him?"

Vera hesitated, "Help me arrange a meeting with him."

Linda acted swiftly, and the next day arranged for them to meet at a western restaurant.

Nathan Norton had clearly dressed up, appearing more youthful and carrying a silly charm.

Vera, dressed casually with light makeup.

That night, under dim lights, he could barely breathe seeing her approach from afar in the sunlight.

It wasn’t until Vera sat opposite him that he finally regained his senses.

"You look so beautiful today." He said, blinking his charming eyes.

"You can just call me Vera." Vera looked at him politely, "Hold out your hand."

Really? Moving so fast? Nathan wiped his hands on his back before reaching out to take Vera’s hand.

"Smack!" Vera slapped the back of his hand, then pressed his wrist onto the table.

"Seriously, you’re really..."

"Don’t speak."

Gazing upon Vera’s face, Nathan, who had seen all kinds of beauties in the entertainment industry, had never seen a beauty as pure and transparent as Vera.

Vera switched to examining his other hand, her expression growing increasingly solemn.

Nathan’s casual smile began to freeze.

"Vera, aren’t you ashamed? Divorced my third brother and now you’re looking to support a young star! How disgusting you are!"

Stella Valentine stormed towards them, filming with her phone.

After snapping photos, Stella immediately sent them to the family group, tagging everyone.

Vera withdrew her hand and looked at Stella coldly, "I have nothing to do with The Valentine Family anymore, don’t run around like a mad dog biting people, making your family look rude!"

"Miles today, a young star tomorrow! Vera, if you’re so desperate for men, why don’t you go sell yourself?"

Seeing Vera always angered Stella; she heard Miles was going on a blind date, begged her dad to connect with The Monroe Family, only for Miles to outright reject her!

Surely it was because of Vera!

People around started to watch, Stella continued filming Nathan, "Come on, tell us, how much is Vera paying you for a month?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Nathan shielded his face with one hand, clearly not wanting to be in the shot.

Stella relentlessly pulled at him, "Why are you hiding? I’m asking you how much she’s paying you a month!"

Seeing people gathering, Nathan stood up to leave, but Stella pulled him aggressively, which suddenly caused his face to turn blue, and then there was a "thud" as he fell to the ground.