Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1300: First Time Holding Hands

The girl’s brows curved, her smile particularly sweet, as if even the air had turned sweet.

Miles Linden’s heart stirred, showing a hint of softness in his cool eyes, "We hadn’t even talked before you ca."

Miles was being truthful. He ca out to catch a breath but was cornered by Hannah Alden, who said nothing and burst into tears, starting the ’cry first’ sequence.

Willow Crawford snorted, playfully and stubbornly, "You sound regretful, sorry, I must have disturbed you. You guys carry on, I’m leaving."

Willow released him and turned to walk away.

As she walked a step, Miles’s large hand reached over and grasped her slender wrist.

Willow stopped and raised an eyebrow at him, "What’s up, anything else?"

"Didn’t you say you were leaving? Then take with you." Miles’s hand slid down, holding her small hand within his palm, and leading her away, him in front, her behind.

Willow acted in front of Hannah to irritate her, but she admitted feeling sweet inside, especially... it seed he had held her hand...

Willow never held hands with a boy before. Her gaze fell on their intertwined hands, his long fingers holding hers, big hand leading small hand. She could feel the coarse calluses in his palms, contrasting with her soft skin.

Willow’s small face flushed red, she lowered her head, wanting to dig into the ground.

Seeing Miles lead Willow away, Hannah stomped her feet in anger, recalling a question she asked Miles earlier, "Do you like Willow Crawford?"

Miles paused for a few seconds, then nodded.

He admitted it.

He admitted liking Willow.

Miles liked Willow.

Hannah couldn’t bear it, quickly took out her phone, opened the cara, and snapped away at the scene of Miles and Willow holding hands.

School forbids early love; tomorrow she plans to submit these photos to the principal’s office, demanding the principal deal with them seriously!

...

Outside the school, Willow quickly withdrew her small hand.

Miles stopped, turned to look at her, her eyes evasive, like a little deer.

Having just held hands, there was a subtle aura between them.

Miles placed his hand back in his pocket, "Don’t overthink it, we were just acting in front of Hannah. Intimate actions can better provoke her, make her lose control."

Willow nodded like pounding garlic, "Mm-hmm, I know."

As she spoke, Willow recalled sothing, "Miles, was that geotric figure you drew on the math book just now?"

"Yes, I scribbled it randomly."

Random scribble?

Scribbling randomly results in getting the answer?

That question was really hard; she’d thought about it for a long ti without figuring it out.

"But..."

Willow wanted to speak, but then heard a gasp from behind, "Willow sister, you... you..."

Vivi Xavier arrived, the little girl covering her mouth, staring at Willow and Miles in shock.

Willow’s forehead lined with three black marks, oh no, caught by this girl.

"Willow sister, they... they said you and... Miles are dating, turns out... you really are dating, oh no, early love!"

Willow rushed over, covered Vivi’s mouth, silencing her, "Miles, we’re heading ho, bye."

Willow bid farewell to Miles, dragging Vivi ho, fearing the little girl would talk nonsense again.

Watching the two girls pulling each other away, Miles stood still, curling his lips, his pocketed fingers moved slightly, leaving behind the sensation of holding her small hand.

This was the first ti he held her hand.

...

"Willow sister, quick, explain. What’s going on between you and Miles? I feel you’ve been distracted, feelings awakening, first love blooming, this is so difficult. Should I tell your mom or... your dad?" Vivi wondered.

Willow quickly held onto Vivi, "Vivi, don’t believe those rumors. Here’s the thing: last school trip, wasn’t it Hannah Alden who pushed ? To expose her true colors, I decided to fake-date Miles."

"Fake date? Really?"

"Of course it’s true." Willow looked earnestly at Vivi, as if to say, please look into my sincere eyes.

Vivi tilted her head, innocently blinked, "Well okay, I believe you."

Willow pounced over to reward Vivi with a big kiss, "We agreed not to tell my parents, whoever tells is a puppy."

Vivi nodded, "But sister Willow, don’t use fake dating as an excuse to start a real relationship, okay?"

What?

Willow paused.

"Sister Willow, I feel you’ve been acting strange, when fake becos true, don’t blur the line between reality and illusion. This dating business with Miles is playing with fire."

Despite being young, Vivi inherited the intelligence and insight from Justin Xavier and Leah Thorne, being perceptive.

Willow felt her heart flutter, "Alright, Vivi, I got it."

...

Next day, arriving at school, Willow sensed sothing amiss, classmates whispering behind her back.

Rachel Underwood rushed over urgently, "Willow, sothing bad happened."

"What happened?"

"Willow, Hannah took photos of you and Miles holding hands, complained straight to the principal’s office. The principal has already invited Miles over for tea."

What?

Willow recalled the previous issue between Miles and Hannah, the directors almost forcing Miles to drop out in front of the principal. She didn’t know how the principal and leaders would trouble Miles this ti.

"Willow, our school forbids early love, consequences are severe... hey, Willow!" Rachel was still talking, but Willow had already run off.

...

Willow headed straight to the principal’s office, her mind filled with images of Principal Young troubling Miles.

She pushed open the office door, "Principal Young, this has nothing to do with Miles..."

Quickly, Willow’s voice stopped because inside, the scene was not matching her imagination. Principal Young was indeed serving Miles... tea!

"Miles, I picked this Biluochun tea personally back ho, I haven’t even brewed it for myself before. I’m serving it to you now, try my tea skills." Principal Young eagerly handed the teacup to Miles.

Miles sat on the sofa, expressionless, aloof and indifferent.

Willow was stunned, why did she suddenly feel Principal Young being so much like a sycophant?

No.

Must be her illusion.

"Oh, it’s Willow, co sit." Principal Young pointed to the spot beside Miles, "Sit next to Miles."