Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 68 Not Affectionate at All

The sea breeze scattered their hair, her pleated skirt fluttering like blooming gardenias in the wind.

He crouched down, gently tucking her disheveled hair behind her ears, one knee on the ground, the epitome of a gentleman at that moment.

"Aurora, I'll tell you my full name, but not now." Now was not the right time. He wanted to present himself as a perfect man before her.

Aurora, somewhat understanding, replied, "Then you must come find me."

She simply enjoyed playing with him.

"I'll do what I promised," he said with a gentle smile, while she pondered the many things he had promised over the past few days, not knowing which one he meant.

"Then do a pinky swear with me." No matter what he was referring to, she would never forget him, the boy in the white shirt.

"Alright." The boy extended his little finger, hooking it with the girl's, their fingers intertwining once again.

Aurora looked into his eyes as the sunlight bathed him.

In the sunlight, he looked so pure and impeccable. The plain white shirt that seemed ordinary on the son of a crew member looked so good on him.

"Aurora, wait for me." He gently kissed her on the forehead, his lips somewhat cool. Before she could react, he strode away, quickly disappearing into the bustling dock. The mischievous boy in the white shirt from her memories, who had saved her life, however, was just a passerby in her life.

At first, she waited early for him to come for her, but as time marched on and years passed, the playful nature of a child took over, and his image eventually faded from her memory, only to resurface years later when she saw a movie.

In "Titanic", after the ship hit the iceberg, the heroine Rose and the hero Jack found a piece of driftwood.

The driftwood could only support one person. Jack placed Rose upon it, himself cold in the water.

then recalled a similar scene from her deep memory, though it had been too long, and she could no longer remember what the boy looked

was also long forgotten. He had not come for her after leaving, and she

flooded back like a tide. The boy on the deck merged with the man before her, awakening a long-forgotten

her mouth, looked at Julian in

matured a bit from those years. If he hadn't reminded her, she

that stormy night,

her with the other, telling her

extended his little finger

promise back then. Aurora loved making a pinky

long fingers, she slowly extended her hand, their

said you'd marry me, and I've never forgotten you, yet you had

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of grievance. Aurora, still in

me first?

death," he said as he slowly released her, looking at the woman who had now blossomed into a

he once knew could still be seen in her eyes, her personality had

reeling from the shock

you when I was a better man. Three years ago, I didn't tell you because I wanted to see if you would remember me. And as expected, you had completely forgotten me," he said, his tone

more wronged. Back then, unlike the mature Julian, she was just a

she take his words seriously? Besides, she often played house with other children, and such

so it never weighed on her heart. Yet, he had

Aurora managed to say, feeling a

a good excuse. Otherwise, I won't let you