He Clings to Me Every Night

Olivia Jenkins’s smile was still brilliant, her bright almond eyes gleaming, “Grandma, there are people coming and going around this place, and a lot of equipment and props scattered everywhere, I am worried it might be a bit much for you. Let’s go take a seat in the nanny car.”

“Alright!”

Olivia Jenkins brewed a pot of tea, washing the cups and pouring the tea; her movements were fluid and practiced.

In an instant, the pleasant scent of tea filled the air.

The smell of tea seemed to lift one’s spirits.

Mrs. Jenkins picked up the tea cup and sniffed it again, “Great tea. It must be small green tangerine.”

At her words, Olivia Jenkins’s eyes changed slightly, her expression somewhat confused.

Mrs. Jenkins lightly blew on the tea in the cup and took a small sip, “Delicious! As the tea entered my mouth, the fragrance of tea lingered between my teeth. The taste of the tea is not bitter, it’s slightly sweet.”

It was indeed tea brewed from small green tangerine leaves — Olivia Jenkins remained silent, lifting her own cup, she took a small sip of the tea.

Strangely enough, she had come to appreciate the flavor of this tea without even realizing it.

Previously, she didn’t have a particular liking for tea, but after marrying into the Marshall Family, each time they visited Beverly Hills, her grandfather would only drink this type of tea and she started drinking it too. Gradually, she got used to it.

Being busy on set was tiring. If she could sit down and quietly enjoy a pot of tea, it might be nice. So, when she went shopping yesterday afternoon, she instinctively only bought small green tangerine tea leaves.

The tea was fragrant, and mildly sweet to the taste. Sitting quietly, savoring a cup of such tea, seemed to improve her mood and change her spirits.

Olivia slightly lowered her gaze, and poured more tea for her grandmother.

Mrs. Jenkins sharp eyes remained fixed on Olivia as she suddenly asked, “Did Mr. Alexander Marshall teach you to brew this tea? Are you still thinking about him? Or perhaps, Daniel?”

While savoring her tea, Olivia did not look up at her grandmother. “Grandfather was kind to me. He taught me a lot at the Marshall’s. However, their family can be complex, too. Even dealing with interpersonal relationships there is difficult.”

“You should exert the same courage you displayed when you first ventured into this world. Deal with the situation, not the person. Dominate and conquer, that way you will naturally have less to worry about.

I remember, when you confronted those shareholders at Jenkins Group, you carried yourself with such dominance. Nobody dared to cross you, even I had to admit your strength. At that moment, in my heart, I had already accepted that fact, even if I was too stubborn to admit it.

So, whether things are going your way or not, I believe that you can handle it, instead of hiding in the shadows. Perhaps, you later grew accustomed to having someone holding the umbrella for you, and your bravado and edge started to fade, eventually making you feel lost.

Olivia, it’s good to understand yourself, but don’t forget your original heart. You dislike the Marshalls, but can you truly say you have no feelings for them at all? There must still be those there you care about!”

“I don’t know what disagreements you and Daniel had, but normally, one should act on their thoughts in times of urgency, seeking immediate release from the bitterness. But were those truly your inner thoughts?

Is there not a single moment of joy and affection amongst the resentment and hardship? At the beginning, just for your sake, Daniel dared to stand up to me. He even threatened me! It made me so furious that I wanted to get rid of him immediately.

But, I did not get rid of him and he didn’t anger me to the point of death either. We still coexist in harmony and he treats me with respect. There’s a lesson in this — everything has two sides, and it’s person-dependent.

Prior to this, I detested Daniel too, but I always believed that he single-mindedly looked after you. He never spoke ill of you to me, he never complained, he was always tolerant of you.”