Hearing that, Julia Bluen's face turned even redder, like a ripe apple that made one want to take a bite.
She struggled within Glades Horne's embrace but couldn't break free from his strong arms. She could only bury her face deep into his chest, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
This man, saying such things in front of everyone...
Despite her embarrassment, a stream of happiness warmed Julia's heart.
Glades Horne chuckled deeply, his arms tightly holding her as they walked upstairs. By the time she regained her senses, she was already sitting on a lounge chair by the rooftop swimming pool.
The lights on the rooftop had all been turned on. Their pure white brightness illuminated the rooftop as if it were daytime, making every corner clearly visible. This created a stark black-and-white contrast with the night sky above.
The rooftop was very quiet, so quiet that even their breathing could be heard.
