Chapter 70 Sweet Trap

Julian, sitting at the table, was as well-behaved as a child, which made Aurora almost burst into laughter.

"I didn't sneak a taste," he said, looking for praise.

Aurora felt a bit helpless. "Good."

"So... Shouldn't there be some reward?" He raised an eyebrow, giving her a devilish look.

Aurora hadn't grasped his implication when she suddenly yelped as he pulled her onto

his lap.

Her hands instinctively clung to his chest as he stole her breath with a kiss.

What a horny man.

He even kissed her while cooking and eating. As the kissing went on, his hand was wandering over her body.

It was only when her cheeks were flushed that he let her go, still not fully satisfied, "LAurora, don't we look just like a married couple? Why don't you marry me?"

It turned out this had been his plan all along, to besiege her fortress step by step, waiting for her to fall into his sweet trap.

"I haven't decided yet," Aurora said, her cheeks red, nearly falling for his trick.

At moments like these, a woman couldn't think straight, and she might have easily agreed.

I should marry you, and I think you're grown up now,"

quickly got off his lap, deliberately changing

the past, and after experiencing so much, she

She didn't understand him back then, let alone

in

thawing the ice in her heart

your cooking is quite good. Where did you learn it?" Julian eyed the dishes in

good. Aurora had thought he wouldn't

he was used to dining lavishly on exquisite meals, yet

practiced a few times," Aurora replied nonchalantly. "You're the esteemed Miss Montgomery. Even though you went abroad,

without a trace, and Julian had

thought that even if she wasn't living luxuriously, at least she would be alright,

she learn to cook and

why would she attempt to jump out of a window

things only proved one thing. She was

to gain others' sympathy, although she knew that showing vulnerability

a strong woman, capable of presenting herself as cold, charming, or enchanting

adopted a posture of weakness to elicit sympathy. Instead, she became stronger, stronger than anyone

to say nothing. Seeing her reluctance to talk about her past, Julian refrained from pressing further, though the atmosphere grew somewhat awkward.

This woman really dared to ask. Upon seeing the fleeting chill

the greasiness of it. He looked around with a frown. He was in

made her way to

Aurora removed her apron and placed it around his neck before she said, "I'm just worried about your clothes getting wet. They must be

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