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Late October in London is a bit chilly, with night temperatures below ten degrees. Sienna Thorne wrapped her thin wool coat tightly around her, following behind Simon Forrester.
The night wind on her face was quite cold, but seeing the tall figure walking ahead instantly warmed her heart.
Simon Forrester gave her a reassuring feeling.
He was a man who gave a sense of security.
The street was quite quiet, with most shops closed, except for a few 24-hour coffee shops or bars.
Simon Forrester chose the nearest coffee shop to the hotel, opened the door with one hand, and let Sienna in first.
The two of them found a booth by the window and sat down.
The waiter came over to take the order. Simon ordered an Americano for himself, then asked her, "What would you like to drink?"
"I..." She was a bit shy and said softly, "Milk..."
Simon ordered a warm milk for her.
