Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife Chapter 724 - 753: Is It Really That Hard?

Today, he said he wanted her to accompany him to watch a movie because it was sothing he had wished for since the ti in Drumbeat Village, and for her, wasn’t it also like fulfilling a wish from back then?

At that ti, when she talked to him about movies, she would also say with an expectant tone, "Brother Ming, when you can see with your eyes in the future, shall we go watch a movie together? Then, we’ll buy a big, big bucket of popcorn and watch while eating in the cinema."

But I never thought that it would co true in this way now.

A movie lasts only for 2 hours, and when it ended, the audience gradually left, but Daniel Harris still sat in his seat.

"Aren’t you leaving?" Mabel Quinn asked. Not long after, there were only the two of them left in the theater.

"Mabel, thank you for agreeing to watch a movie with today," Daniel Harris said.

"It’s just watching a movie, no need to say thank you. To be honest, I have more reasons to thank you," she said. "If it weren’t for your help, I probably wouldn’t have gotten back my longevity lock so smoothly."

"Being able to help you makes happy," he said, "I just ask you not to always keep at a distance."

"I... that’s..."

"I know, it’s because you’re afraid you can’t return my feelings, so you’d rather cut off all my hopes, right?" he said.

Those clear eyes seed to see through everything.

Mabel Quinn paused, realizing he actually understood all her thoughts.

"If you were still with Kyle Kinston, I would do nothing and choose to watch from afar. But now that you and Kyle Kinston have already separated, do you still want to guard your heart for him?" he said.

"I’m not," she retorted.

"Really not?" He leaned slightly forward, bringing his upper body closer to her, their faces just a short distance apart.

Mabel Quinn was taken aback and instinctively leaned back, trying to put so distance between them, but Daniel Harris’s hand pressed against her back, preventing her from pulling away.

And he was using the hand that was injured.

"Your hand is injured," Mabel Quinn reminded him.

But Daniel Harris didn’t seem to care at all. "If he’s really not in your heart, then why not try to accept ?" His gentle voice was like willow fluff brushing past her ear, his breath falling softly on her face. "I love you. From the ti when I couldn’t see anything, I’ve loved you. To , at so point, you beca my reason to live. I’m willing to exchange everything I have for a chance to be with you, Mabel. Is accepting really that difficult for you?"

Mabel Quinn stared dazedly at the man in front of her. Her initial impression of this refined Crown Prince of the Harris Family was like a man as calm as the clouds and breeze, seemingly able to raise a cup of tea lightly, and put it down at will.

But at this mont, that calm deanor seed to be falling to pieces, replaced by obvious urgency and longing.