My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 62

“UH, YES! I mean, leave it to me!” I bit my knotted tongue firmly before I quickly turned my back on him.

Fortunately, I reached out to Mirasol, who prepared the snack for the staff.

“I’m sorry if it’s a little late for the snack,” she apologetically said.

“It’s okay. I’ll go ahead and take them outside and continue what you’re doing upstairs.”

I grabbed the tray with just the pitcher and some sandwiches.

“Oh, no! When Lawrence finds out, he might get mad at me!” Mirasol insisted.

“I’ll take care of Rence. We just finished talking.”

She smiled in agreement with what I said. “Then I will go to the back of the house first to hang the blankets I washed.” I nodded as she turned her back on me to get out.

I quickly turned around, but the tray I was holding almost fell due to Franco’s presence. He leaned against the door frame with two arms crossed on his chest. He stared at me intently, but I could not just read his emotions. He looks scary and mercilessly hot. I cannot deny that.

“H-here is . . . your juice.”

I was about to take a step, but he was the one who came to get the tray and the sandwiches.

I slowly lift my eyes to him. I could not understand why I even watched how he drank the contents of the glass juice in front of me.

I shivered when I heard him flicker in front of me. “Daydreaming, huh?” he said with a smirk.

My face heated up, damn it! I stared at him and tried to pass him, but he spoke to me.

“I plan to go to the plantation today. Do you want to come along?”

I shook my head. “No, thanks. I’m not interested,” I quickly refused.

“My brother Lawrence is the owner of that farm and plantation,” he commended.

Because of what I heard, my lips lifted. If Lawrence and I were to get married, I should know what businesses he has so that I will not have a hard time if I handle one of them one day.

Lawrence probably wouldn’t be angry if I toured the rancho with his brother. I do not know what conflict they have. But I hope it’s not that big.

He guided me to the stable. Later he released a black horse.

“This is Stan!” introduce him while stroking his shiny hair. “Do you ride a horse before?” He shifted his gaze to me.

To my amazement, I could not speak immediately. I’ve seen a horse a few times, but I’ve never tried to ride one. I was happy to see them running and watching from afar.

His brows twitched a bit as if liking the visible reaction on my face. “You mean, you haven’t experienced horseback riding yet?”

I nodded softly at him. There is no reason for me to lie because that is the truth; I have no experience in horseback riding.

“In that case, just stand behind me,” he said in a full voice.

I blinked and quickly looked at his wrangler jeep. “Why don’t we just take a jeep?”

He laughed at me, so I spontaneously looked back at him.