Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 227

Dusk settled heavily over the city.

The Bentley slowly pulled into the Shallow Bay Estate.

In the passenger seat, Clara looked at the familiar surroundings with a deep sense of sentimentality. Last time, she had left this driveway utterly shattered. This time, she was returning with a heart full of hope...

Words couldn't fully describe her emotions, but overall, she felt a profound sense of anticipation. Hopeful for a beautiful future with Julian.

The car glided to a stop in the driveway.

Clara lowered her head, reaching to unbuckle her seatbelt...

Julian reached out and effortlessly undid it for her first, his large hand gripping her slender waist and pulling her flush against his chest.

Clara looked up in surprise, a bright flush spreading across her cheeks. She hurriedly pushed against his chest—Arthur was still sitting in the front seat, and Julian was acting so boldly.

She whispered a soft scolding, "Julian..."

Julian looked down at her, his dark eyes deep and intense. Without loosening his grip in the slightest, he chuckled. "Your ankle is hurt, it's hard for you to walk. I'll carry you inside."

They had never been this clingy before, especially not in front of others. Clara was too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Lowering her head, she pressed her fingers against his broad shoulder and murmured, "I'm fine, I can walk..."

This shy, bashful look was infinitely more intoxicating than any hug.

Julian's gaze deepened, completely mesmerized by her.

He figured this must simply be a man's primal instinct to conquer. Having Clara back today had brought him an immense, undeniable sense of satisfaction.

Watching her, he gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek and murmured, "What are you so shy about? We're a couple; holding you is perfectly normal."

Clara paused, gently biting her red lip. She shifted her small hands from his shoulders to wrap warmly around his neck, finally yielding to him.

Julian's smile deepened into something triumphant. He opened the car door, lifted her into his arms, and strode straight into the grand estate.

The heavy car door clicked shut...

Arthur let out a long breath in the driver's seat. He looked up, watching through the tinted window. Even in the dim twilight, the absolute joy radiating from the man carrying the woman was unmistakable.

It was an emotion his boss probably hadn't even registered himself yet.

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