A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce)

I spoke with a tone that sounded like I was making fun of myself. After all, my intention was to make the situation feel less awkward.

However, Bruce maintained the gloomy expression on his face.

It was obvious that he didn't want to entertain us.

Then, Cindy spoke up to smooth things over, saying, "It's a coincidence indeed. Nance, have you and Mr. Irvin made a reservation for a private room? You can join us if you don't mind." This was the scenario that we had agreed upon.

I was about to answer when Bruce said, "Tonight's an important occasion for us. Are you sure that you want two outsiders to ruin our mood?"

He spoke in a calm voice. Yet, he emphasized on the word "outsiders".

We had experienced an intimacy that outsiders wouldn't otherwise have had. But even so, he wasn't wrong.

Cindy didn't mind as she smiled slightly. "Nance and Mr. Irvin aren't outsiders. Plus, the more the merrier."

Her voice sounded sweet, and her tone was coquettish and soft.

She made it difficult for others to reject her.

Then, despite not being in on the plan, Douglas seemed to have sensed something odd.

He asked out of curiosity, "What's the special occasion today?"

"To be honest with you, Mr. Irvin, today is our three-month dating anniversary," Cindy explained, her big, round eyes sparkling with happiness.

Upon hearing this, Douglas shot me a brief yet pitiful look.

He hesitated.

So, I continued playing along with Cindy's act. "I see. Then, it's indeed inappropriate for two outsiders like us to be present. We should just proceed on our own, Mr. Irvin."

It shouldn't have been a problem for me to reply in this way, so the next response would be up to Cindy.

"Don't say that, Nance. Bruce was just kidding." Cindy grabbed my hand and swung it from side to side. \

Then, she looked at Bruce with a pleading gaze. "Say something, Bruce."

Bruce gave me a quick and cold glance.

Then, he became more at ease and helplessly answered Cindy, "You're the boss tonight. You can make the call." He didn't sound particularly gentle. But he had still shown full respect to her. To me, a typical man would never allow his ex-partner to join in on his anniversary celebration with his new girlfriend.

Yet, Bruce gave in to Cindy.

He sure was a man of principles.

I'd initially thought that he would be adamantly against us joining in. Nevertheless, reality showed me new perspectives time and time again.

In the private room, pink and white balloons filled every corner. There was also a bouquet of roses in the shape of a heart, and a celebratory wish saying "Happy Third Monthsary" was written on it.

Even the air in the room smelled sweet.

Clearly, a lot of detail was involved in decorating the room.

On the dining table, there was also a buttercream cake, and it was so detailed that even the figurines on top of the cake were miniature versions of Bruce and Cindy. en.swhovels.net

The Bruce I knew was someone who never remembered anniversaries.

He seemed like a completely different person now.

Cindy, the main protagonist of this celebration, was stunned.

She covered her mouth with her hands and gasped. Then, she looked toward Bruce and asked, "Did you prepare all these for me?" Bruce froze before mumbling a confirmation.

Touched, tears welled up in Cindy's eyes, and she choked back on her tears, remarking, "You're too nice to me, Bruce."

Given the already lovey-dovey setting of the room, the atmosphere now made them look like two people in love.

Meanwhile, I quietly stood in a corner and stared at Bruce's lean back.

Then, the corner of my lips bitterly twitched.

How should I best describe this?

Douglas and I were standing here, and it was indeed unnecessary for us to be there at this time.

At that moment, I started to feel some admiration for Bruce.

After all, he had also looked at me with the same soulful gaze once.

He really had everything going for him, and I truly couldn't compare myself to him.

Just when I expected them to end up sharing a passionate kiss, Bruce took a step back and prompted Cindy, "You should blow the candles out first."

A look of disappointment flashed across Cindy's face.

Perhaps she was unhappy that he was being dense.

Despite that, her mood returned to normal soon enough as she stood in front of the lighted candles. "Bruce, would be too greedy to make two wishes?" she asked with an innocent look on her face.

"Not at all," Bruce promptly replied.