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Alexander Summers fell silent for a moment, found the fortune wheel charm from his pocket, and gently placed it in Purple Summers’s tender white palm.

Purple had seen this phone lanyard before.

It looked like some kind of crystal decoration with a red string wrapped around one end, making it look like a phone lanyard. There was nothing extraordinary about it.

However, with the ever-changing styles of phones, there was no longer a place to attach phone lanyards. Moreover, Alexander, being a grown man, having a dangling charm on his phone was a bit effeminate.

He had always carried the fortune wheel charm with him, but it was not attached to his phone.

Purple held the fortune wheel charm and got out of bed, opened the drawer, and rummaged through it to find scissors and red string. She disassembled the crystal from the phone charm and tied a decorative knot with a new piece of red string, embedding the crystal within it.

Alexander seemed to have figured out what she was trying to do, and his eyes filled with gentle amusement, “Are you making me a handmade bracelet?”

Purple, fearing he would be dissatisfied, kept her distance from him and said defensively, “A bracelet is still a gift! It has more sentiment if I make it myself. Don’t act like you don’t know!”

Alexander didn’t know that she could make bracelets and replied with a smile, “Alright, it can count as a gift.”

Purple breathed a sigh of relief.

Knotting bracelets was a skill her grandmother had taught her. Purple had been good at it when she was younger, but after so many years, she had forgotten many techniques and was a little rusty.

She furrowed her brow, thinking and twirling the strings while focusing intently.

Seeing her serious appearance, Alexander felt a warmth in his heart, but he soon thought of something else…

“Have you made a bracelet for anyone else?” The man’s voice suddenly turned cold.

Purple kept her head down and replied in annoyance, “Do you think everyone else is as neurotic as you? Asking for gifts in the middle of the night!”

Alexander was scolded but the corners of his lips quirked up, clearly pleased with himself.

She hadn’t made one for Nathaniel before.

So this bracelet was truly one of a kind.

The room was silent.

Purple gradually recovered her memory, and her movements became more skillful.

As she knotted the bracelet, she couldn’t help but feel a bit emotional.

The technique she was using involved three red strings; if knotted into a lover’s knot, it symbolized an eternal bond through three lifetimes.

Three lifetimes with Alexander Summers?

… Even just the thought of it felt unlucky. The torment he had caused her in this half of her life was already unbearable.

After finishing the bracelet, Purple wanted Alexander to try it on for size. When she looked up, she noticed that he had stopped moving.

She was stunned.

Alexander had fallen asleep on the bed.

The dim orange lamp on the bedside table cast a warm and intoxicating glow on his weary face. It seemed like he hadn’t slept for days.

Purple quietly approached and placed the red bracelet on his left wrist.

Despite this, he still didn’t wake.

Alexander used to be very vigilant, even when asleep. Perhaps he was truly exhausted this time…

Purple studied him in silence.

His sleeping face looked rare and gentle, devoid of malice or ferocity, leaving only warmth and handsomeness behind.

Alexander Summers really was a very handsome man, his features always exuding a certain charm. Whenever Purple looked at his face, something inside her chest nudged her heart wildly, stirring her emotions. It seemed as if she could tolerate his many misdeeds a bit more.

… But why didn’t she feel this way when she first met Alexander?

Maybe it’s because back then, she didn’t pay much attention to him. She was too immersed in work and ignored too many people and things around her…

Thinking about it, her newfound feelings for Alexander stemmed from his aggressive intrusion into her life, forcing her to pay attention to him.

Could it be that this budding affection originated from his tyrannical dominance? Purple frowned, feeling uneasy about it.