"Okay, thank you, second brother." Daisy Grant laughed softly and walked into the master bedroom.
This was her second brother’s room. Daisy never dread she would one day be able to sleep in his bedroom, to be the first woman to sleep in his bed.
This beautiful surprise made Daisy’s heart instantly brighten, as refreshing as the blooming of spring.
Because she was in a good mood, and also because the person she liked was sitting in the living room, Daisy felt completely relaxed, and soon fell asleep, despite being a light sleeper.
Dawn Sutherland finished his work an hour and a half later and got up to his room wanting to change clothes.
As he walked into the bedroom and noticed the person lying on the bed, Dawn’s steps ca to a halt, sowhat bewildered.
Of course, he almost forgot, Daisy had ntioned wanting to rest, so he let her sleep in his bedroom.
He looked at the person lying on the bed, his body stiffened as he approached quietly, afraid to wake the sleeping person.
He got closer, squatted by the bed, and watched her sleeping face, his eyes filled with passion and starlight.
He has always suppressed his feelings, only indulging in thoughts of her when no one was around. And now, she was sleeping in his bed, making Dawn’s heart inexplicably stirred.
How would you feel when the one you heartily adore is asleep on your bed?
That is warmth and happiness.
Even though nothing happened, your heart can’t help but feel happy, your lips can’t help but curl upward.
At this mont, Dawn was filled completely with happiness and joy.
"Daisy, you are the first girl to enter this house; how I wish you could also be the last, to beco the mistress of this house."
"Daisy, do you know? When shopping for essentials, I couldn’t help but buy double of everything. Toothbrushes, towels, bath towels... Oh, and mugs, I bought couple mugs."
"I think I’m really going crazy, knowing you’re here just to help move, yet insanely imagining you’ll stay here, Daisy, I think I’m truly beyond hope."
Loving you beyond any cure.
Dawn lowered his gaze, leaned down, and gently kissed Daisy’s forehead, his eyes brimming with tenderness and deep sentint.
"Rest well, Daisy --- besides, you are my love that can’t be spoken."
Afraid to disturb Daisy’s rest, Dawn quietly left the bedroom without even changing his clothes.
On the table, the bouquet of deep red roses Daisy had given lay quietly. Dawn walked over, picked up the roses, and carefully arranged them in a vase.
A few minutes later, a floral arrangent caught his eye, and Dawn’s gaze deepened; he couldn’t help but let his fingers caress the deep red roses.
Touching the scorching deep red petals, Dawn’s expression instantly softened, and starlight flickered in his eyes.
Dawn caressed the petals, his voice low and gentle, words like the fragrant buds, so fresh and delightful.
"Do you know? The floral language of deep red roses conveys the ssage ’my one true love, only you, want to be with you.’
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Royal View City.
It was the weekend, so Ariel Morris did not go to work and enjoyed a fulfilling, lazy sleep.
Ariel opened her eyes and didn’t see Arlo Seys’s figure, so she got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
While brushing her teeth and lowering her head, Ariel’s vision suddenly beca blurry, her surroundings quickly turned indistinct until everything beca a mass of black.
With a ’bang,’ the cup and toothbrush Ariel was holding all fell to the ground, the darkness before her eyes instantly made her panic and tremble with fear.
The sound of the cup hitting the floor made Arlo Seys, who was working in the study next door, instantly furrow his brow, and he imdiately stood up to return to the bedroom.
"Ariel!" Arlo’s voice sounded at the doorway.
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