Everyone but Xavier Those who knew her were well aware of her personality, so they were already used to her not sharing her lives on social media.
But now, a person who rarely posted anything, suddenly not only appeared, but also uploaded a photo of herself wearing an engagement ring. In an instant, her friends all messaged her at the same time.
The chat group of the Misty Organization was in heat discussion.
âOMG, what did I just see? Boss, whatâs the meaning of that picture you just shared? Is it what we think it is?â
âBoss, did Sheehan propose to you!? Is that an engagement ring!?!â
âIs tonightâs highly-discussed firework show related to the proposal? Bossâ
Tammy and the others messaged her as soon as they saw this picture.
Tammy: Niky, did Sheehan propose to you? Ahhh, I just saw people discussing the firework show on Facebook, was that Sheehanâs for proposing to you?
Samuel: Niky, youâre getting married? Donât forget to send me an invitation, please!
Tobin: Congratulations, wishing you a baby soon.
Malcom: The ring is okay, but isnât the diamond a bit small? Sheehan is so rich, why didnât he get a bigger diamond? Although I donât agree with you getting married too early, just donât rush to have a child.
Maddox: When are you getting married? Let me prepare the gift early.
Huge: Did you set a wedding date? Tell me when and where itâs happening, so Iâll clear my schedule beforehand.
Nacy: Baby, have a great night tonight, but donât forget to prepare contraceptives, alright?
Nikitaâs moments barely had any people in it.
Almost all the people texted her at the same time. Some of them congratulated her, some of them joked with her, except for Xavier.
He kept quiet without texting her.
Xavier saw what Nikita shared right away.
He was sitting in the villaâs small garden, sipping his drink with a tipsy look in his eyes. He bent down at the waist, crouching to play with a stray cat that had entered the garden to get some food.
Even though it was a stray cat, it hadnât mistreated itself. It was fat and shiny with a round face and big round eyes, looking very similar to the British Shorthair Nikita used to have.
Xavier hadnât liked cats much since he was a kid. After getting to know Nikita, he started trying to like them.
His villa often had stray cats sneaking in. When he was around, he would feed them, and when he wasnât, he would ask the housekeeper to feed them regularly.
Some of the cats had become close to him and were living in a semi domesticated state, wandering outside during the day and coming back to his place for food and sleep at night.
Xavier knew Nikita loved cats, and he used to enjoy taking pictures of these stray cats to show her.
But nowâ¦
âThe owner I found for you guys wonât be coming again.â Xavier stroked the catâs head, his voice hoarse. âIf she saw you, she would definitely love you, but â¦â
âFrom now on, I probably wonât live here either. You guys have to take good care of yourselves. If you like living here, just stay, even if Iâm not around, someone will still look after you.â
As Xavier spoke, a self-mocking smile appeared on his face.