"I take pleasure in your honesty. Though your feigned strength was endearing, I much prefer your truth," Bruno confessed, leaning in to plant a tender kiss on her forehead."Let's go home." Bruno reached for the coat nearby, helping Lizzie slip it on. He draped his own overcoat over her shoulders, and together they vacated the secluded villa.With Bruno behind the wheel, driving smoothly, Lizzie sat in the passenger seat. Adorned in his overcoat, a warm sense of comfort seeped into her heart.Bruno ungloved one hand to hold Lizzie's, keeping her delicate hand firmly within his grasp. Lizzie made no attempt to wriggle free, content in his hold as the soft music from the radio filled the silence. Neither of them spoke, yet the atmosphere remained harmonious.Only when they pulled into the underground garage of their apartment did Bruno let go of her hand. They stood shoulder to shoulder by the elevator, Bruno's arm encircling her tightly, never once leaving her side."Take a seat, I'll

Upon hearing Bruno's words, Lizzie thought she had misheard, "Why would I look for you?"“Mhm.” Bruno slightly nodded, neither confirming nor denying."You must be kidding, I'm not a child. Why would I look for you?" Lizzie was taken aback by Bruno's words, yet she forced a smile.If she opened her eyes and didn't see him, would she look for him? That's impossible. She never wanted to see him, not even once.She fiercely discarded the strange feeling in her heart, the feeling called longing, the feeling called anticipation.Bruno watched her, she was clearly smiling, yet why were her eyes full of sorrow?"What are you running away from?" Bruno never let go of what he wanted easily, even if she wanted to escape, he would firmly hold on.Lizzie didn't know why looking into his eyes would make her heart chaotic, make her at a loss."No, I'm not." Lizzie shook her head, she couldn't run now, even if she wanted to."I hope you're telling the truth," Bruno's hand moved up her flat stomach,

The hotel banquet hall, Bruno in a black suit, with Jepan trailing him, still dressed casually."Boss, did you come in person because you wanted to confirm something?" Jepan asked."Isn't Charles coming too?" Bruno looked at Jepan, his smile inscrutable.Jepan nodded, "Boss, I bet you don't know someone else is coming.""Who?" As Bruno's words fell, a familiar voice came from behind."Bruno." Adeline, dressed in a graceful purple, approached from behind.Bruno's face fell as he watched Adeline approach him."Boss, I guess I'll go in first." Jepan wisely withdrew, regretting he hadn’t warned Bruno earlier.Seeing the gloom on Bruno's face, Jepan figured it was best to make himself scarce.Bruno was about to move forward when Adeline grabbed his arm, "Bruno, we're not strangers, are we?""How did you get here?" Bruno halted, addressing her."Bruno, I knew you were coming. You don't want to see me, but I had no choice but to come here." Adeline clasped his arm.Bruno pushed her hand away

Bruno rose from his seat and walked over to her. "How did you get here? Did you drive yourself?" he asked. "Yes," Lizzie nodded. "Don't worry, I drove carefully." She was aware that her driving skills were not the best, so she seldom drove on her own. "Next time, let me know if you want to go out. I'll come pick you up," Bruno said, gripping her hand tightly. Lizzie nestled into his arms with a smile. "Understood. You must be hungry. Let's eat before the food gets cold. I made this meal myself." She led him to the couch, opened the lunchbox she had brought, and prepared to serve the food. "Nothing beats having a wife who knows how to take care of me and cook such delicious meals," Bruno said, wrapping one arm around her while picking up the chopsticks with the other hand. He reached out to feed her a bite. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Try this." "I had a late breakfast. I'm not hungry yet." Despite her words, Lizzie accepted the piece of braised pork he held out to h

Lizzie was tied up, unable to move. Even if she wanted to escape from the high-rise building, she was trapped.Footsteps echoed from outside. The sound of shoes on concrete indicated there were a lot of people approaching. Lizzie shrunk into a corner as the door was thrust open, and to her surprise, Charles was the first to enter."You," Lizzie looked up at him."Miss Lizzie, hello. We meet again." Charles approached her, looking down from his superior height."What do you want?" Lizzie was taken aback; she never expected it would be him.Charles crouched down to her level. "Of course, I've been thinking about you." He caressed her face gently, "I've missed this soft cheek of yours."He was ready to risk it all for her. Bruno had canceled their partnership because of her. Charles wouldn't be lenient either.Lizzie turned her face away, "Don't touch me. Take your dirty hands off me." Was this man really intending to possess her? Just because of that one meeting at the nightclub?"Miss