Just a few steps away, her wrist was abruptly gripped from behind.
She stood still, not speaking, and certainly not turning back.
Her heart was trembling. Fearing that if she turned around, the ntal fortitude she had painstakingly built would be violently shaken. For him, she might lose herself again.
William Guillen grasped her wrist, letting out an almost inaudible sigh. "I don’t have a female companion tonight. Would you like to be mine, Fluffy?"
As William Guillen said this, he looked towards Mrs. Guillen not far off, who clenched her fists, cheering him on.
William Guillen couldn’t help but smile wryly. This was quite a situation... His intentions had been clear from the very beginning. It was just his parents who kept fussing about. Oh well, given that today was his father’s birthday, he might as well indulge them.
"...I don’t want to," Fluffy Zane’s voice was so soft, it was almost ethereal, so much so that William Guillen didn’t even hear her refusal. He stepped forward, moved to her front, gripped her shoulders, and forced her to look at him. "Fluffy, would you like to be my female companion?"
Fluffy Zane raised her head. William Guillen was looking at her with a smile, his expression focused. In his eyes, her small figure was reflected.
As if, in his world, he could only see her. And indeed, only she, Fluffy Zane, was there.
The ntal defense she had worked so hard to build up just crumbled like that.
Fluffy Zane gave an almost imperceptible nod. William Guillen lightly pinched her cheek. "Today is my father’s birthday. If you aren’t feeling unwell, then you should be a little happier."
She tried to give a smile.
William Guillen withdrew his hand in satisfaction, slightly bending his arm, signaling for her to hold on to it.
Fluffy Zane lowered her eyes and hesitated, prompting William Guillen to remind her in a low voice, "Everyone is watching. Do you want to be humiliated?"
"No, I don’t."
"Then hold my arm."
This was the first ti he had actively extended his arm, inviting her to take it. In the past, she had always been the one to forcefully take his arm, much to his displeasure, making him fiery-tempered. Finally, the day he willingly let her hold his arm had arrived. She had been waiting for this mont for a long, long ti...
Her delicate hand held onto his arm. She curved her lips into a smile. This feeling... it was dreamlike.
"Co, let’s go and greet the guests."
"Mmm," she softly agreed.
Fluffy Zane raised her head to look at the man beside her. He stood tall and straight, and from his handso profile, she could still see the corner of his mouth turned up in a graceful curve. Gentle and charming. And her most beloved... Lan Singh.
William Guillen, don’t you know how much I love you? It’s been eight years, a full eight years. How many eight-year cycles are there in a lifeti, to be able to love soone so unreservedly and with such complete devotion?
「Outside the hotel, the Lincoln convoy had already arrived.」
Sophie Sullivan sat in the car, refusing to get out.
Thomas Shannon, dressed in ticulous formal wear that made him look even more handso and compelling, watched Sophie Sullivan with his cold eyes. "In a while, we’ll go up, offer our congratulations, and then we can co down, alright?"
"I’m not in the mood. You go. I’ll wait for you in the car."
Sophie Sullivan really didn’t want to wear that mask again; she wanted to be completely free of it.
Thomas Shannon: "..."
Sophie Sullivan looked at his gloomy face, and her soft voice was an accusation, "Thomas Shannon, what did you promise last night? You said you wouldn’t casually show your facial color!"
Look at him! He’s already going back on his word now that he’s out of bed! Now he’s showing her his facial color! A man’s words, especially those spoken in bed | on, truly can’t be trusted! She really fell for his tricks.
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