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Chapter 70

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.

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

cold. Let's eat." Aurora quickly got off his lap, deliberately

experiencing so

years were long enough to change everything. She didn't understand him

saw the fleeting coldness in

seemed thawing the ice in her heart

cooking is quite good. Where did you learn it?" Julian eyed

and spaghetti carbonara, all looked good. Aurora had thought

he was used to dining lavishly on exquisite meals, yet he seemed

just practiced a few times," Aurora replied nonchalantly. "You're the esteemed Miss Montgomery. Even though you went abroad, you wouldn't be cooking

years, she had vanished without a trace, and Julian had searched

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

well, why would she learn to cook

would she attempt to jump out of a window in the middle of the

only proved one thing. She

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

a strong woman, capable of

a posture of weakness to elicit sympathy.

was only the weak who needed it, so she preferred to say nothing. Seeing her reluctance to talk about her past, Julian refrained from pressing further, though the atmosphere grew somewhat awkward. "I'm done eating.

really dared to ask. Upon seeing the fleeting chill on her

hated washing dishes more than anything, particularly the greasiness of it. He looked around with a frown. He was in dire

of water from the kitchen, Aurora was surprised he actually went ahead with the washing. She slowly made her way to the kitchen. Feeling Aurora behind him,

around his neck before she said, "I'm just worried about your clothes getting wet. They must be quite

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