Chapter 418

Mia Lawrence nearly bit her tongue.

What a foolish thing she had just said.

How could she come up with such an excuse?

Julian Garnache laughed out loud.

He pushed the car door open and stepped out.

He walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for her.

"It's windy outside."

"Let's go inside first."

"Go inside?" Mia repeated.

Her cheeks felt slightly warm.

Julian pointed to a white villa not far away.

"Yes."

"This is my home."

Mia followed his gaze.

Her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

This was where he grew up.

Maybe she could catch a glimpse of his past.

Inside, Julian searched for a moment.

He took a few old clothes from the wardrobe.

"Only Mrs. Watson comes to clean occasionally."

"There aren't many clothes."

"These will have to do for now."

"It's fine!"

Mia grabbed the clothes.

She turned and hurried into the guest room.

She eagerly buried her face in the clothes.

A faint scent of soap mixed with his unique fragrance.

It smelled wonderful.

Mia couldn't help but laugh.

"Happiness comes so suddenly!"

She pulled out her phone and sent a message to Anna Ross.

A string of heart and thank you emojis.

At that moment, Anna was sitting by the bed.

She held a cup of cold medicine.

She silently complained to herself.

It was just a cold.

Did he really need to be fed medicine?

"You're not happy?" Adrian Sinclair watched her.

His expression had softened considerably.

Anna shook her head.

She brought the medicine spoon to his lips.

Her phone suddenly vibrated.

Mia's text popped up.

The screen was full of cheers and hearts.

Anna couldn't help but smile.

It seemed things were going well over there.

Adrian's eyes darkened.

He suddenly reached out and gripped her shoulder.

He pulled her down onto the bed.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Mmm..." Anna's eyes widened.

Her heart raced wildly.

A slight ache accompanied it.

Was he crazy?

She raised her hands to push him away.

But he had already released her.

It was just a light touch.

Fleeting and ambiguous.

Anna's cheeks burned.

This kind of ambiguity made her heart flutter even more.

She pressed her lips together and tried to sit up.

"Do you hate this?"

His deep voice came from behind her.

Anna froze.

Did she hate it?

She pressed a hand to her chest.

Her racing heart had already given the answer.

Adrian stared intently at her back.

The veins on the back of his hands stood out.

Like a child waiting for candy.

Humble and longing.