The hospital corridors smelled faintly of antiseptic and muted silence, a place where whispers seemed louder than footsteps. Harriet’s shoes clicked steadily against the floor as she made her way to the private ward. Her fingers curled loosely around the handle of the flower bouquet she had purchased earlier that morning, her face serene, though her mind was anything but quiet.
Her lips curved faintly, almost bitterly, though the expression was quickly tucked back beneath her calm facade. If this was what she must do to survive this world and advance to the next, then so be it. Shen Wenyu would be hers conquered one way or another.
When she finally reached the top floor of the ward, she stopped before the polished door of Shen Wenyu’s room. Just as she was about to push it open, a tall man in black his silent bodyguard shifted smoothly into her path.
“Miss, you can’t just enter.”
Harriet tilted her chin, one brow lifting in faint amusement at his attempt to bar her way. “Tell my brother-in-law it’s Harriet. I’m here to visit him.”
The bodyguard hesitated. His orders were clear, but the young woman standing before him was Lin Meixue’s sister. Moreover, he found himself momentarily struck by her appearance. He had seen countless women in wealthy circles many beautiful, many perfected by layers of polish and artifice. Yet this girl, without heavy embellishment, with soft, delicate features and luminous skin, was startlingly refreshing. A beauty effortless, almost dangerous in its naturalness.
Still, his voice remained firm, though quieter. “I’m sorry. Master Shen is not expecting visitors.”
So he knew she had been coming, Harriet realized. He was refusing her deliberately. Forcing her way in would only antagonize him, and that would do her no favors. Patience was required. A predator that lunged too early starved.
She exhaled softly, allowing her lips to curve into a light, unbothered smile. “Very well then. But will you give him this bouquet of lilies? Tell him it’s from me, that I came to visit.”
White lilies, flowers that symbolized purity and innocence. The irony was not lost on her.
The bodyguard, still slightly disarmed by her poise, accepted the bouquet almost too easily. Harriet inclined her head politely before turning on her heel, her movements graceful, leaving him momentarily staring after her.
The next day, she came again. And again, the bodyguard barred her way. Harriet did not argue. She simply handed him a bouquet of lilies and left.
Days stretched into weeks. The same routine. Flowers delivered, visits denied, her calm smile unwavering.
The nurses and staff began whispering rumors fluttered through the hospital corridors about the mysterious, stunning young woman who arrived every morning with lilies for Shen Wenyu, only to be turned away at his door.
But Harriet never faltered.
Inside her mind, the system’s voice broke the silence one evening, puzzled and impatient.
[Host, why not try another strategy? You know this method is useless. Every bouquet of lilies you’ve bought ends up trampled or thrown away. You’re wasting time.]
Harriet reclined lazily on her bed, her dark hair spilling like silk across the pillow. She twirled her phone in her hand, a faint smile playing on her lips. She knew her timing. A man like Shen Wenyu wasn’t one to be won over with haste. She would let her dear sister pave the way for her.
As if summoned by her thoughts, her phone buzzed violently. The name “Lin Meixue” flashed across the screen. Harriet waited a full minute before answering.
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Quick Wear: Child Bearing System
FantasyAfter dying in a tragic accident while heroically saving a student, teacher Harriet expects peace or at least, a chance at a new life. Instead, she awakens in a void, silent and pitch black... until a mechanical voice echoes in the dark. [Hello. I...
