Capture Your Heart novel Chapter 118

"Okay, let's wait."

Troy suddenly withdraws his hand. Karin asks in surprise, "Why don't you let me continue drawing circles?"

"What did you just call me?"

"Your name."

"What is my name?"

"Troy."

"Do you just call me that way?"

Karin snorts helplessly, "I always call you that way."

"I feel a little strange and unhappy when I hear you call me my name."

She is stunned, "Then what do you want me to call you?"

"At least, you should call me more intimate."

"But I don't want to call you in a cheesy way. It's okay when only the two of us are present. It's a little embarrassing to do that in front of others."

"You are my lover, what are you afraid of?"

"Then what on earth do you want me to call you?"

"What do I call you?"

Karin pats her head, "Well, I see. I should call you Troy Honey."

"..."

"Don't you like it? I think it's a good name. It sounds kind, intimate, and smooth."

"Also cheesy." He responds.

"Do you think it's cheesy? Forget it, I'll call you the original way. Anyway, I'm used to it."

Troy sighs, "Well, I won't force you."

He stretches out his hand to her, "You can continue painting."

When Karin is painting, she suddenly speaks softly, "Troie."

"Huh?" Although her voice is gentle, he still hears it, "Are you calling me?"

"There are only two of us here, of course I am calling you. Do you think I am calling a ghost?"

Karin grabs his neck and yells sweetly, "Troie. Can I call you this way?"

His sexy thin lips curled up a satisfied smile, "Yes."

"From now on, I will call you this way, okay?"

"Okay."

"Don't let others call you this name again. This is my exclusive name for you."

"Okay."

"Do you like me calling you Troie?"

"Yes, I like it."

"Then I will call you this name a few more times."

"Okay."

"Troie…"

"Mm-hmm."

"Troie…"

"Yes."

"Troie…"Troie…"Troie…" ‘You will always be Troie who belongs to me alone.’

After drawing a thousand circles, they finally see the sunrise.

This is the first time they watch the dawn seriously. The hellrot morning glow fills the horizon, and the red sun floats in the clouds. The sun shines on the ground, while the mountains and waters are looming in the white fog.

Karin is very happy and excited. Such a beautiful scene will not be a rare occurrence. In the future, she will have the opportunity to watch it with him every year.

During breakfast, she deliberately asks Troy, "Shall we go to see Mia today?"

He nods, "Yes, but it may be in the afternoon. I will go to the cemetery first."

"Um..." She hesitates to speak. She tries to say something, but is embarrassed to speak.

"Do you want to go with me?"

She raises her head suddenly, "Where to go?"

"Cemetery."

"Really? Can I go with you?" She is overjoyed as she really wants to go there.

"As you want."

"Thank you, Troie."

Troy questions her ironically, then he takes Karin's hand and leaves without looking back.

"Stop!"

Milan steps forward to stop them, "Let her apologize to me. I will never allow her to humiliate me."

"Did she humiliate you? Compared with what you said to her, can her words be called humiliation? Besides, I think what she said is the truth. Are you really happy? No!"

Karin looks at him in surprise. The man in front of her even turns against his family in order to protect her. In an instant, her heart is filled with mixed feelings.

On the way back, Troy asks her, "I'm going to see Mia now. Will you go with me?"

She shakes her head, "No, she might not want to see me now."

"Well, I'll take you to school."

"Okay."

Troy sends her to University of Zurich, then turns around to the hospital.

Two men stand outside the ward. They are the people he ordered Robert to arrange here yesterday. He steps forward and the man nods, "Mr. Troy."

"Is there anything unusual about Miss Mia?"

"No."

"Has she talked to you or the doctor?"

"No."

"Okay, I know."

He ponders for a moment, then he opens the door and walks in.

The bright sunlight outside the window illuminates Mia's pale face. She falls asleep, breathing very quietly.

Troy sits next to her, stares at her for a moment and sighs. The quieter she is, the more worried Troy is.

"When did you come here?"

He raises his head abruptly, and asks in surprise, "Are you awake?"

"I can't sleep forever."

"Then what do you want to eat? I will ask others to prepare it for you."

Seeing that she is willing to speak, Troy is finally relieved.

"I don't want to eat anything. I want to talk to you."