Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon novel Chapter 315

Luke paid no mind to Dominic's sarcasm.

He simply turned to Vespera and asked, "Would you join me in going down to look for something? It'll be the last time."

Although "the last time" held little truth, Vespera understood what he intended to find.

She gazed at him silently before suddenly smiling and agreeing nonchalantly, "Alright."

Luke was thrilled. He had anticipated her agreement. Surely, she remembered it too—a cherished memory that only they shared. He believed she had softened, that she still harbored feelings for him.

He hoped she would bring him a sense of hope, unaware that she merely intended to revisit a past that had long faded. That love was something she had come to say goodbye to, having buried it herself. From that day forward, she had truly let go of any love she once felt.

The four of them stepped out of the car. Luke was just about to step forward to assist her when Dominic was already at her side. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his waist. It was such a natural motion for her that Gerard looked on, wide-eyed.

Stammering, she tried to explain, "Mr. Reid is really strong."

Dominic glanced down and chuckled quietly, "I can lift a cow."

Vespera was speechless. The night wind caused ripples to form on the lake's surface. The atmosphere turned awkward once more. Luke's heart felt pierced, like a hedgehog's quills, the pain so sharp it became numb. Her shift in affection was glaringly obvious.

Even though she knew Dominic might not offer her a future... She still seemed so naive. Why couldn't she start anew with him?

Dominic lifted Vespera. "This way."

Noticing that Luke was standing as still as a statue, Vespera decided not to linger and pointed in a direction. They started moving, and Luke eventually trailed behind. Gerard stayed put, still preoccupied with the memory of Vespera embracing the president earlier... Why was she so adept at it?

The trio entered the bamboo forest. In the darkness of the night, the winding path was reminiscent of that night, with even the sensation of the bamboo branches brushing past them feeling the same.