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Chapter 567

Chapter 567

He led her to the bedside and they both sat down.

Fla’s eyes seemed to be glittering. “No one had ever shownromance like this since I was born.”

And this was from the boy she secretly loved for so many years.

She was both happy and sad.

It was as if she was finally able to see the dawn of a new day after spending so much tliving in pain and suffering.

“I thought that we were once…”

She looked at him, taking back the unfortunate words that she wanted to say.

Seeing that their relationship was growing and warming up, and that he liked her, there was no need for her to say anything else.

“Thank you, Conrad.”

Thank you for not lettingcompletely lose hope.

Conrad held the back of her head and pulled her toward him.

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Fia’s eyes shook.

The man’s warm breath was on her face, and she couldn’t help but shake.

“Do you have any wishes, Fia?” His lips kissed her forehead. “Tell me, and I’ll help you make it come true.”

Fia raised her head and held the two sides of his shirt.

“I want to be with you forever. I want to have smore happiness and fewer worries.

“I want us to trust each other. If we have any misunderstandings, give each other a chance to explain. No matter how angry you are, remember to explain,” she said with a gentle voice. They were all from her heart.

Conrad knew that he had a bad temper and easily believed everything he saw and heard without verifying them. And she had an emotional problem and could corner herself in her own thoughts.

To people like them, trust and explanations were very important.

“Right. I’ll remember them.” With that said, he was like a wild beast awakened in the middle of the night. He pounced on her on the bed filled with blue rose petals, and all she could see were the colorful balloons in the ceiling and the man’s handsface.

She lost herself as she smelled the scent of roses in the air and the man’s woody fragrance. She couldn’t control herself as she kissed his lips.

They tossed and turned, and the blue petals on the bed were torn apart as they fell on the floor…

The next day.

Conrad woke up. With Mrs. Whitley’s assistance, he prepared breakfast and brought it up.

When Fla heard the noise, she immediately opened her eyes and sat up in shock.

“Ouch!” She felt as if her body and bones had been broken and reconstituted. It reminded her of how crazy the man had been last night.

Conrad raised an eyebrow and put the breakfast on the table. He walked over and massaged her

waist.

“Does it hurt?”

Fia’s face was red as she pushed his hand away.

…No.”

“I’m sorry. I lost myself.” He got closer and kissed her earlobe, then her face.

“You wantto pick you up, so you wash up?”

“No.”

She pushed his face away as her heart throbbed, and then got out of bed and walked toward the

bathroom.

Conrad smiled as he looked at her walking in a strange motion. He chased after her and picked

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her up.

“You don’t have to pretend to be strong, dear.” He realized that despite looking soft and gentle, she was quite prideful.

After breakfast, Fia sat on the bed with her legs crossed. She looked at Conrad cleaning up.

“Are we going on a date today?”

Conrad’s eyes were looking at her face before moving downward. “Are you sure you have the strength?”

Fia turned and looked away awkwardly. “I do.”

“Alright. I’ll send the utensils downstairs for now.”

“Sure. I’ll need to change too.” She then supported herself with the walls to get to the closet and searched for a casual and a fitting outfit from the wardrobe.

It was made for the fall season. They were not too thick and not too thin. It should be quite comfy. and pretty.

She paired them with a white hat and a pair of white heels.

She twirled in front of the mirror. She looked less tender. Instead, she looked beautiful and capable.

Conrad was going to go upstairs after he got out of the kitchen. It was at this tthat his phone

He looked at it. It was an unfamiliar local number.

Who is this?” His tone was indifferent and asked the caller who he or she was directly.