Chapter 1812
Nollace lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers.
That was what he had been thinking about day and night.
Daisie wrapped her arms around his neck, and the two hugged and caressed each other under the begonia tree.
The two figures were inseparable until the moment the two lips separated.
Daisie lowered her gaze, her eyelashes flickered, and the emotions that surged from the bottom of her eyes rippled.” We‘ve been apart for half a month.”
He gave off a chuckle, and his lips landed on her forehead this time around. “Yeah, it‘s been half a month.”
She whispered, “Don‘t you have anything to say to me?”
Nollace rubbed his fingers over her lips and whispered , “Yes.”
He approached her, and she was only inches away from him.” You haven‘t been by my side, and that made me miss you so much that I actually dreamed of you.”
Daisie‘s cheeks turned warm. She avoided his gaze and said in a stern voice, “That level of glibness.”
But she could not help but wonder. “What did you dream about me?”
He smiled and approached her ear. “I dreamed that I swallowed you whole.”
Daisie was so furious that she beat him. “I‘m serious!”
He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand. “I want to own every inch of you. What‘s not serious about that?”
Daisie‘s cheeks flushed, like a ripe apple, making it difficult for him to suppress his urge to take a bite at her. But Nollace did not care and bit her lips lightly. She hissed as the pain felt numbing and strange. She protested in a low voice, “Nollace Knowles! You‘re not allowed to bite me!”
His eyes overflowed with hilarity. Freyja stepped into the home she had not returned to in ages. Nothing had changed at home except that it felt a lot more deserted.
The butler went upstairs to report, and Brandon hurried downstairs after a while. “Fey, you‘ve finally come back to have a look.”
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