Chapter 1295: Chapter 1295: Meteor
Jimmy Simmons was seething with anger.
But when he looked up, he saw the news on the computer screen featuring Arnold Simmons and Hannah together.
In his heart, he only felt an immense sense of irony, as if it were mocking him.
He couldn’t help but let out a cold sneer; the irritating tobacco smell spread throughout the office.
"I won’t admit defeat, I definitely won’t."
Those old shareholders in the company even foolishly hoped he would bow his head to Arnold, to ask him back.
Ridiculous.
Bowing to Arnold was something he would never do in his lifetime.
Never!
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Arnold Simmons seemed to have really taken some time off recently.
But Hannah’s life continued to be busy—movie promotions, advertising endorsements, journalist interviews, these things nearly filled every day of hers.
Especially after the movie shooting had ended.
However, Arnold had been with her all the time during this period.
Even though they had been very low-key, they inevitably were still captured by the paparazzi together.
Hannah became a regular on the trending searches again, any photo of her with Arnold received tens of thousands of likes and comments.
Even fans went to Hannah’s previous social media post, leaving messages asking her to show off her love life herself and not let the paparazzi earn all the money.
About this, Hannah also felt somewhat helpless.
Fortunately, she had finished with all her recent assignments, and after speaking to Jack Stewart in advance, she and Arnold took a private jet back to their country.
This time, it finally became quiet.
By the time they arrived, it had already turned dark.
Even though it was April, the nighttime weather still carried a bone-chilling coolness.
When they were nearly home, Hannah asked the driver to stop the car, and, pulling Arnold out, said there was a meteor shower tonight that she wanted to see.
The night was exceedingly peaceful, particularly near their private residential area.
Street lamps lit both sides of the road, and the meticulously manicured lawns stretched out lush and verdant. The broken warm light settled on them, like a green carpet woven with golden threads.
In the grass were sprinkled unknown flowers—white, pink, yellow—in tiny clusters, blooming brilliantly, echoed by the twinkling stars above the night sky.
Hannah leaned on Arnold’s shoulder, introducing him to the names of every star in the sky.
Visible ones, and those unseen, the position of every star seemed etched into her mind.
Arnold responded in a low voice, his gaze fixed on Hannah.
As she watched the stars in the sky, he watched the stars in her eyes.
Shining bright, resplendently beautiful.
At 9:32 pm, the first meteor streaked across the sky.
The formerly languid Hannah instantly became excited, looking up at the portion of the night sky where the meteor passed, her eyes brimming with light, "Wow, there really are meteors; I thought the weather forecast was fooling us again!"
In April, the weather had begun to be somewhat unpredictable.
Sometimes it was drizzling, sometimes clear skies as far as the eye could see.
The weather forecast often could only serve as a reference, changing by the minute.
It was like changing the answer to a cheat sheet during an exam at the last minute.
Tonight, Hannah had not held any hopes; she just felt the car was too stuffy and wanted to take a walk.
She wanted more time to spend alone with Arnold.
Now it was perfect, with no one around, so quiet that all they could hear were the wind, the sound of water, and it seemed even the whooshing of the meteor crossing the sky.
It was mesmerizing.
The sound of hearts racing.
"Hannah."
A man’s deep, low voice hummed in her ear.
As Hannah daydreamed, she instinctively lifted her head, catching a blur before her eyes, and then something warm touched her lips.
A cozy feeling.
It was like being in an icy, snow-covered landscape...
