Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3541

Marina drove to the exclusive restaurant Carson had taken her to before. After finding a place to park, she walked over. Under the gloomy, rain-swept sky, she immediately spotted the man waiting for her outside.

Standing beneath the eaves, the man wore a black overcoat that accentuated his lean frame. His strikingly handsome features were sharp, and the biting cold made his lips appear redder than usual. Leaning casually against the vintage brick wall, he held a cigarette between his long fingers, his eyes lowered as he took slow, deliberate drags.

The swirl of smoke mingling with the cold rain only enhanced his aristocratic and mysterious aura, making him look like a decadent, old-world heir.

He had clearly been waiting under the eaves for a long time, his dark hair slightly damp, yet he showed no hint of impatience.

As Marina approached, he heard her footsteps and lifted his gaze. In the misty rain, his long eyes shone as bright as the moon, and his voice carried through the drizzle, sounding incredibly gentle and deep.

"You're here."

"Are you cold?"

Marina's gaze softened. Frowning slightly, she asked, "It's freezing. Why didn't you wait inside?"

Carson stubbed out his cigarette and reached up to touch her face. Her skin was smooth but icy to the touch. He furrowed his brows. "Didn't you drive? Why are you so cold?"

"It's just how I get in the winter," Marina said dismissively.

Cradling her face in his hands, Carson leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek. Then, he took her hand and led her inside.

Marina trailed a step behind him, slightly dazed. Even in this freezing weather, the man's lips were warm. The moment they brushed against her skin, she felt as if her entire body had thawed.

It was just a light peck, entirely different from his usual passionate kisses, yet she actually found herself blushing over something so simple.

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When ordering, Carson specifically instructed, "Keep all the dishes light and nourishing today."

Marina looked up and saw the owner's knowing expression. Feeling a wave of embarrassment, she muttered, "It really doesn't matter!"

"It's freezing today," the owner quickly chimed in. "You should definitely eat warm, nourishing food. Mr. Foster knows exactly what's best!"

Carson smiled warmly. "I'll leave it in your capable hands."

Carson's smile deepened. Knowing she was embarrassed, he stopped teasing her and turned to watch the scenery roll by, the corners of his lips still curved upward. He was clearly in a fantastic mood.

Back at the apartment, after they both showered, Carson settled on the couch to watch a game while Marina sat at her desk reviewing files her assistant had sent over. They minded their own business, enjoying the quiet companionship.

But whenever Carson turned his head, his gaze inevitably lingered on her.

Her freshly washed hair tumbled softly over her shoulders. Bathed in the glow of the laptop screen, her clear eyes, straight nose, and soft lips made it incredibly hard to resist kissing her.

He turned, leaning over the back of the couch, and called out, "Marina!"

She pulled her attention away from the screen and looked over. "What?"

Carson held her gaze. "Come here."

Marina wasn't about to fall for that. How was she supposed to get any work done if she went over there?

"Come here. Let me see what problem you're stuck on," Carson continued to coax.