NovelEnglishChapter 566 nose, her voice catching in her throat amidst the smell of alcohol. "What are you getting at? I didn't mean it that way." Dillon's words rattled off like a machine gun, filled with frustration and a hint of self-awareness. Caroline blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. A wave of hurt washed over her out of nowhere. Her eyes began to redden as she rubbed her "I don't care what you meant, Miss Caroline. You should get srest. I'm leaving." Dillon turned on his heel to go. But Caroline stumbled out of bed, throwing her arms around his waist. Her face pressed against his back, she whispered through her tears, "Dillon, do you really not likeat all? Am I going to go through life without anyone ever liking me?" "I..." Could he even dare? Was he even worthy? He knew his place. How could he possibly think he deserved her affection? She waited for his response, but it never came. Her grip loosened, and she let go of his waist, feeling the weight of her unworthiness. "Fine, you can go." She turned away unsteadily, her eyes brimming with disappointment. She looked like a vase that had just been shattered. After all, love was never meant to be one-sided. No matter what Dillon said, he was in his prime. Why would he ever fall for an older woman? Feeling drained, she waved him off. "Go on, I'm going to sleep." Dillon glanced back at her, his heart heavy with a bitter sadness. He didn't know how to put his feelings into words. Maybe, just maybe, he could muster scourage.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Caroline," he called softly, his voice tinged with pain and a hint of hope. "I don't cfrom a wealthy family, and I don't earn much. I can't offer you a lavish lifestyle. Would you... be willing to face life's challenges with me?" She looked at him, confused. What bet did he just say? Was he really asking her that? Her eyes shone with a glimmer of hope. She felt a shimmer of happiness-finally, someone was willing to open their arms to Even if it was just a comforting lie.
She smiled, her eyes filled with warmth. "Dillon, thank you, really. I know you're just trying to makefeel better... but you don't have to pity me. I'm not that fragile." Pity her? Dillon felt a sudden surge of energy. He shrugged off his jacket and tossed it aside, pulling Caroline onto the bed beneath him. "Do you really think I'm pitying you?" Her eyes widened slightly. "Aren't you?" "That first twe ended up in bed, neither of us was clear-headed. Now, I'm fully aware, and I want... you. Are you willing?" Caroline sobered up a bit more with each word. She tried to process Dillon's intentions, but it all felt a bit surreal. His breath grew warmer by her ear, and she looked up at him, seeing a mix of expectation and desire in his eyes. Was he serious? Or was it just a physical need? Suddenly, she felt a rush of nervousness. Her heart pounded in her chest.
"What do you mean by 'want me'?" "Dillon, I know we're both adults and t
that sleeping together to release stension isn't a big deal, but She struggled to find the right wo words. "I'm not young anymore. don't want to play around. I'm looking for something real, something with a future.
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The room was filled with tension for a moment. Then, in a swift motion, his hand cradled her head. "That's exactly what I mean." His lips found hers, washing away all
her doubts with his boldness. As their desires entwined, the moonlight cast a glow on his strong back, Ger fingers tracing soft trails: across it, leaving behind a path of passion. Their bodies intertwined, silently engulfed in the moment of growing desire...
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