In the Cooper family home, Daniel lounged comfortably on the sofa, his legs crossed in a relaxed posture.
Natalie shot him a fierce glare, her eyes practically shooting daggers, yet she felt helpless as she walked over to the coffee table. With a resigned sigh, she made a cup of coffee for him.
"Why are you doing this for me?" Daniel teased, mischief dancing in his eyes as if he were deliberately provoking her.
"What else can I do now? I can't resist anyway. Why not embrace it?" Natalie shot him an annoyed look.
Crossing her arms, she continued, "I have no other choice. But don't mistake my compliance for willingness. I just don't want to fight against fate right now." She lifted her chin slightly, trying to cling to the last shred of her pride.
Daniel chuckled, taking a sip from his
