Enchanted By His Charm



He's driving, looking ahead.

She opened the message box.

"Irish, thank you for giving me the opportunity to confess my feelings to him. I feel much better now. Please know that he truly loves you. He turned me down without any hesitation and made it clear that his love is reserved for you alone. You are his one and only significant other."

Irish reads Daisy's message repeatedly, and with each read, her emotions fluctuate.

There was sadness, comfort, relief, and ecstasy, and finally, it was precipitated into full happiness.

She fixed her gaze on the words "Told me clearly that he loves you. Only you are his significant other" and found each word vibrant and alive. A surge of excitement and joy erupted like fireworks in her heart.

Despite feeling a twinge of guilt and recognizing that she shouldn't derive happiness from someone else's pain, Irish couldn't help but wish to witness that scene with her own eyes.

She had no desire to witness how Joseph turned down Daisy.

Her only wish was to hear, as an observer, Joseph expressing his love for her to someone else.

Just the thought of hearing those words directly with her own ears filled Irish with immense emotion. Her heart seemed to flutter as if something gentle was tapping against it, causing ripples of excitement.

At that moment, Irish's mind started to connect the dots, imagining the dampness on Joseph's shirt. If her guess was accurate, it must have been Daisy's tears.

Considering the fact that he had purposely concealed it from her, Irish's inference grew stronger, reinforcing her suspicion.

Lost in her thoughts, a smile formed on her face.

"Why are you so happy?" Joseph, next to her, inquired.

Irish quickly deleted the text message, stowed away her phone, and then gazed up at Joseph. The smile in her eyes was like an irrepressible stream of overflowing water that couldn't be taken back.

Unaware of what had happened, Joseph glanced at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Honey, I love you!" Irish suddenly leaned against him, radiating enthusiasm.

Joseph couldn't resist being enveloped in her affectionate embrace and hearing her declaration of love. Naturally, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Baby, I'm still driving."

Irish realized her impulsive action but couldn't contain her happiness. She leaned over and planted a loving kiss on his cheek.

Joseph was slightly taken aback. As the speed of the car decreased, he lifted his hand and gently stroked her head. "How did your mood shift so quickly?" he asked curiously.

"Well, I simply love you," she replied, beaming with a smile.

Joseph's smile widened.

The tender and gentle affection in the corners of their eyes was unmistakable.

During the sunset, the city remained wrapped in the lingering heat of the afternoon. Even a brief moment away from the comfort of an air conditioner was enough to make people feel hot and sweaty.

Joseph and Irish arrived at their uncle's house during rush hour. Even though it was still before six o'clock, the roads were already congested. After parking the car, Irish went to the fruit shop across the street and purchased a large watermelon. Sensing the situation, Joseph offered to hold her handbag and said, "Take the bag. I'll carry it for you."

"You've carried a lot of things. It's okay. I can hold it."

Joseph did not say anything and took the watermelon.

Irish took her bag and followed him.

Joseph carried everything in his left hand when crossing the street and naturally reached for her.

Irish gave him her hand.

He clenched and led her across the street.I think you should take a look at

Under the shade of the large tree, some neighbors were engaged in a game of chess. Upon spotting Joseph and Irish, the neighbors greeted them warmly, saying, "You've come back to visit your uncle?"

The couple responded with smiles and nods as they entered the house. One of the neighbors remarked, "Look at the young couple. They appear to be deeply in love."

As it was time to prepare dinner, the air was filled with a subtle aroma of food.

Irish particularly cherished this time of day.

Indeed, a taste can evoke cherished memories.

Within the realm of memories, one end captures the passage of time, while the other end holds the recollections of the past.

Poppy emerged eagerly, wagging its tail at them. Joseph tossed a treat it is way, and it happily went to devour it.

Joseph pushed open the door, but he was taken aback by the sight that greeted him.

In addition to Mary and Steven, Jay had returned with Lilith. What surprised him, even more was that Jordan was also present.

Observing Joseph's astonishment, Irish smiled and gently pulled him inside.

Mary, busy with vegetable preparation, heard the commotion and came out. Upon seeing their return, she chuckled and said, "It's hot outside. Irish, I bought some drinks. Take it out from the refrigerator and give one to Joseph."

"Aunt, you're showing favoritism towards Joseph. I'm a guest too," Irish jokingly remarked.

Mary smiled in response, "Are you really?"

Irish glanced at Joseph with a helpless expression.

Joseph simply smiled back.

In the living room, Jordan and Jay were engrossed in a game of chess. Being of similar age, they played together. However, upon hearing Joseph's return, Jordan raised his head and exclaimed, "Brother, come help me!"

Jay responded calmly, raising his hand and gently tapping Jordan on the head.

Jordan pouted in response.

Steven, who was watching the chess game nearby, chuckled as he gently waved the large fan in his hand. He greeted Joseph and mentioned, "Hurry up and rescue Jordan. He's lost quite a few times and isn't very happy."

"It's normal. After all, it's my first time playing chess," Jordan corrected.

Irish overheard and burst into laughter.

Joseph approached the chessboard and took a look. Indeed, they were engrossed in the game.

"Do you know how to play chess?" Joseph asked Jordan.

Jordan looked up with a bitter expression. "Jay is teaching me, but I always end up losing," he replied. He then picked up a chess piece but seemed unsure of where to place it.

Irish joined in, watching the game with a smile.

"Can you?" Jordan responded with a hint of irritation towards Irish's smile.

Irish shrugged nonchalantly, "Not really, but I'm sure I must be better than you."

Jordan seemed not quite to grasp the meaning of her half-joking remark.

Joseph observed the chessboard and shook his head slightly.

Unaware of Joseph's expression, Jordan remained indecisive in his moves. Jay, who seemed unusually relaxed today, sat with crossed legs, tapping the chess pieces in his hand and urging Jordan, "Hurry up. Am I supposed to wait for you to have a child?"