Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1177:

Madisyn bobbed her head earnestly.

“I have. Honey, please smile for me. That handsome face of yours doesn’t suit such a serious expression.”

Andrew remained silent, prompting Madisyn to realize her apology had been too superficial. After a moment’s contemplation, she leaned in closer and pressed her lips against his.

Andrew’s lips were a mystery—sometimes warm as sunlight, other times blazing like fire. Tonight, they felt cooler than hers, yet retained their signature softness. This close, his distinctive scent enveloped her—a warm, woody fragrance that never failed to intoxicate her senses.

Simply put, kissing Andrew was always divine.

But tonight, he wasn’t playing along.

into a romantic drama, playing the temptress trying to seduce a stoic monk who remained frustratingly unmoved by her charms. This wasn’t

the intimate choreography of their past kisses, tentatively venturing forth

strong profile cast dramatic shadows across her delicate features. She was a vision of contradictions—eyes closed in surrender, lashes quivering like butterfly wings, her expression

began to withdraw, Andrew’s resolve crumbled. His hand rose to cradle her

against Andrew’s neck, catching her breath while secretly stealing glances

looking at me like that, all sneaky?” Andrew lowered his

parted slightly, and she asked in a soft

her closer with a

until now, I never once said I was angry, but you keep trying to placate me. What exactly am I supposed to be angry about? Madisyn, instead of trying to placate me,

took Madisyn a moment to understand what Andrew was implying, and when

reproach. She was usually so composed and distant in front of others, but sometimes, like now, she showed