My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 63

IT WAS NOISY inside, and almost everyone is also busy. But it is still inevitable that some will stop working when they notice our presence.

Franco walked away for a moment to talk to some staff. I just watched him as he spoke.

He also glances at me from time to time. His eyes were deep and burning as if he had so much to say. I can’t help but wonder why Fontanilla is his last name when Lawrence is Saavedra. I don’t know what’s the real story behind it. So far, I am not in a position to ask.

I straightened up when I noticed Franco approaching me again.

“Would you like to go for a walk?”

I agreed to his offer. We walked until we reached the banana farm.

Franco inspected the trays of only ripe bananas before taking one to peel.

“Taste it. That’s one of the sweetest fruits here in San Felipe.”

I took a small bite. I was no longer surprised by its sweetness and softness. Suddenly I wanted to take a pick for Clarence.

“Are you tired?” he asked me in a low voice.

I shook my head as a reply.

“Then let’s go to some other places.” He held my wrist with his firm and strong hand. I did not protest any more. After all, he did nothing wrong.

He guided me back to Stan until we stopped at the top of a hill.

“Nice!” I exclaimed. I can see from above the whole land of the Saavedra. I felt my lungs with fresh air and blew it all out.

I could feel him standing next to me while also looking at the beautiful scenery.

“Do you enjoy sightseeing?” His head tilted, and he looked down slightly at me.

“Y-yes, thanks, by the way.”

He once again turned his attention to the wasteland. “This is where I often spend my time after work. This is also where Lawrence and I used to play when we were kids.”

The edge of my lip twitched. I did not even want to ask, but I motivated myself to find out the truth.

“Uh, may I ask you something?”

His eyes dropped on me again. His eyes were dark. He always seemed to be in danger if he looked.

“Why isn’t . . . Saavedra your last name?” I bent down and bit my lip hard after I asked that question.

“That’s my Mom’s surname. I don’t want to carry the last name Saavedra because everything will be too complicated.”

“Why?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“I am an illegitimate child,” he utter.

My lips form into a bottom one. I want to hit myself up for asking that.

“Lawrence owns everything. Dad wants him to run all of Saavedra’s businesses as his eldest and legitimate son.”

I can’t help but glance at him. His features darkened. It seems like he has a lot more to say. But I know he only has limited words.

I raised my hand spontaneously to caress his back gently.

He looked down on me, dark eyes bore into mine. I also noticed that his lips rose to what I did.

“I’m sorry,” I said and shyly lowered my hand.

I was shocked when he faced me. My heart raced unexpectedly. He bent down and examined how I could stop. His hot breath filled my cheeks. He never took his eyes off me, which made my knees tremble.