Chapter 102 The Mysterious Beggar
"You, you..."
It felt like a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Stella's brain went blank in an instant as if struck by that lightning.
The beggar seemed to realize something, and after glancing at her, he made a whimpering sound and shook his head violently. He grabbed a pile of trash and ran away desperately.
Stella tried to chase after him, but she couldn't catch up. Her face turned pale, and she gasped for breath.
That face...
It was almost identical to Liam's!
Stella stood frozen in place, her blood rushing to her head, her hands cold and trembling.
She didn't know how she managed to walk back to the inn.
But as soon as she looked up and saw Liam, his hand on her shoulder, she instinctively took a step back and stared at him in a daze.
"What happened?" Liam's voice was gentle and deep.
Stella snapped back to reality and took a deep breath.
The face in front of her was chiseled and clean, exuding a strong masculine aura in his eyes.
How could that beggar compare to someone like Liam?
Stella angrily pounded her head with her hand. How crazy. She must have been hallucinating just now!
"What on earth happened?" Liam asked patiently, his voice even softer than just now.
Stella curled her lips and held his hand.
Her fingertips were chillingly cold, and Liam couldn't help but worry.
"Where did you go early in the morning? This place is by the mountains and the sea, and the wind is already strong. The climate in Emberfall is cold in the morning and evening, and hot at noon. Did you catch a cold going out dressed so lightly, exposing yourself to the wind?"
His large hand covered her forehead, but Stella pulled it down, acting like a spoiled child.
"I'm fine. Don't worry!"
Liam quietly looked at her, his gaze slightly deep.
Stella thought about the misunderstanding she had just experienced and found it funny. She couldn't help but smile, a soft chuckle escaping her lips.
But this smile, in Liam's eyes, made the world colorful.
"Honey." He held her shoulder, his voice low and seductive. "We agreed to go on a honeymoon, but you left me alone in the room last night."
"What's wrong? Upset?" She looked at him like a little fox.
"I wouldn't dare." He squinted his eyes, his large hand roaming her back without restraint. "But now... shouldn't we do something that couples on their honeymoon would do?"
"Don't be silly!" Stella punched him with a smile. "It's broad daylight, and you..."
"I never differentiate between day and night when doing things."
"Not today." Stella pushed him away. "We already had plans for today. We're going to the water park, remember?"
Liam paused, and then he saw her take out a few tickets, all of them pre-purchased.
His face turned serious, and his expression of unsatisfied desire was exceptionally intimidating.
"Honey..." Stella hooked her hand around his neck. "I know you were upset last night, but I haven't had a late-night chat with Mia like we used to in college for a long time. Can't you be more magnanimous?"
"Tonight then." She leaned close to his ear, her eyes shining like stars. "Tonight... I promise I won't disappoint you!"
After saying that, her face blushed scarlet, and she lowered her head, leaning against his chest.
Liam's heart felt like a piece of marshmallow, sweet and soft, almost melting away.
"Hungry or not?" He patted her on the back. "Let's go to the restaurant for breakfast."
"Are we going to the Royal's again today?"
"Yeah... I just called the front desk, and the dining standards we've been enjoying these days are the best!"
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