Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 228

When I heard that, apprehension assailed me — I felt as though I was the person being interviewed. As I was afraid of hearing something I wouldn’t be able to accept, my heart hammered wildly. Throughout it all, I held my breath in fear that I might mishear a single word.

With a hand propped under his chin, Christopher lounged on the sofa languidly. It was a simple posture, yet he emanated regality, making many of the women standing below the screen shriek in excitement. A few brazen women even started whistling, commending his good looks.

“I’ll have to disappoint you about the engagement date. I’ll be taking legal action against the media channels that used groundless gossip to attract readers or viewers to protect my rights. Monica and I are good friends who grew up together. Our relationship is as close as siblings, and there are no romantic entanglements between us as rumored.”

All of a sudden, Christopher’s eyes turned cold and piercing. Stricken by terror, the reporter stammered, “Um… Then, what did it mean when you sent Ms. Martin roses during her piano recital?”

“This sister of mine loves roses, so she would’ve probably been displeased had I given her any other flowers. I didn’t want to upset her, for she would complain to my mother, saying I bullied her. Honestly speaking, my mother loves her like a goddaughter, so I’m also happy to have such a sister on whom I can shower my affections.”

Picking up his teacup, Christopher took a sip of tea. As he dragged his finger along the porcelain cup, the smile on his face widened. “She’s very popular in Avenport, so please don’t impede her from finding her own happiness with false reporting. That will really place me in a pickle.”

“Oh, it turns out that the two of you are god-siblings. In that case, what’s your requirement for an ideal partner, Mr. Lane? Would you mind telling us that?” the reporter inquired.

Lifting his head, Christopher looked right into the camera. His eyes shone with tenderness, and his gaze turned incredibly gentle. With a faint smile, he answered, “My partner doesn’t need to be incredibly smart. I find it adorable when she bumbles about. I like someone who’ll act coquettish with me and love eating my cooking. Even if it’s half-cooked, she’ll still eat it without any change in expression. Most importantly, she’ll only love me. Then, I’ll treasure, indulge, and protect her. I will make her the happiest woman in the world.”