Isabella wanted to speak, but all her words were swallowed by Harry. She passively endured his kiss, feeling the sudden surge of his love, and finally gave up on resisting.
He indulged her in everything, pampered her, and spoiled her. Whatever she wanted, he would fulfill one by one.
But what he wanted was very little, only this one thing he desperately desired.
So she decided to indulge him a little.
The weather was clear, with white clouds scattered across the sky, and the splendid sunshine spilled over them. The sea breeze enveloped them in the unique breath of the ocean.
Isabella wished this moment could last forever.
They kissed on the bridge for a long time until her face was a bit cooled by the sea breeze, and Harry carried her into the car.
He held her hand, driving with one hand: "Do you want to go to the amusement park?"
"Yes."
