Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 162:

The room descended into a profound silence, with the earlier tension and romance now evaporated. Connor’s voice was slow and deliberate as he spoke. “Marissa, even if you have ten thousand reasons to reject me, I view each one as a step between us. I am determined to close that gap, so just wait.”

Marissa felt an unfamiliar stir within her as she listened. She had always seen Connor as distant and somewhat arrogant, yet here he was, speaking with unexpected warmth. She realized she might not know him as well as she thought. He shared that he only pursued those he genuinely loved and vowed to remain loyal to his wife. He was proving to be a man of good character

Silently, Marissa admired him. Then Connor continued, “Once I’ve bridged those ten thousand steps, I’ll keep drawing nearer until we are entangled with each other.”

Marissa was taken aback by his words. What did he mean by “entangled with each other”? Was he suggesting something? Not only did he use every opportunity to touch her, but he also teased her. What a jerk! She spun around, her gaze sharp with indignation as she confronted him

Expecting to see a smirk on his face, Marissa was surprised to find Connor looking sincerely bewildered and concerned. “What’s wrong? Did I say something to upset you?”

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speechless. Had she misunderstood his

say, turning away quickly, her cheeks aflame with embarrassment. As she struggled with her feelings, the man behind her inquired sharply, “Miss

stood, she stumbled over the table’s corner, nearly losing her balance. This little stumble was not a big deal for her. Just as she was steadying herself, Connor’s hand was already at her waist, lifting her effortlessly off the floor. Hanging in mid-air, Marissa squirmed,

Connor carried her out of the room. “Mrs. Daniels, it appears your legs are failing you. Allow me to assist you downstairs. We wouldn’t

Marissa demanded, her irritation with his presumptuous behavior increasing. But Connor did not heed her plea, continuing to carry her down the stairs. “Stop being difficult. It’s late,” he gently chided. Taking a deep breath, Marissa raised her hand, poised to slap him. However, before she could strike, Connor leaned in and whispered,

in the living room, observing them with an amused expression. Next to Arabella sat Glenn, settled

They’re so deeply in love, always showing affection, regardless of the time. It’s

speaking softly, but her voice echoed through the room, drawing stifled chuckles from Cade and the maids. Glenn’s

indeed!” Arabella exclaimed with a bright smile. “Connor even mentioned