Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 464: I Just Like Younger Girls

Once they cleared the air, everything seemed fine again. Asher picked up the bowl and resumed feeding Aurora porridge. He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it to cool it, and brought it to her lips.

Aurora opened her mouth and swallowed it. She was so hungry that she barely chewed before gulping it down.

"Eat slower, eat slower. I'm not going to steal it from you, and your stomach can't handle eating so fast," Asher said, both pained and tender.

Aurora slowed down slightly. "I was really starving. If you had gone any farther, I might've starved to death chasing after you."

Even while eating, her fingers unconsciously clutched the corner of his shirt, as if afraid he might leave her again.

Seeing her like this, Asher couldn't help but smile.

"I still remember that time you got drunk and climbed into my bed to sleep. Then your period started, and it stained my pants. The next day, you were so worried, thinking I was injured. I can still picture how silly you looked back then."

Asher gently ruffled her hair. Over the past three years, they had shared many moments of joy.

Hearing him bring up such an embarrassing story, Aurora quickly turned her head away. "You're such a jerk. You noticed it at the time but didn't tell me. You just watched me panic as I pulled at your pants. I even thought I'd hurt you in my drunken stupor!"

"Well, you're usually so cold and distant. It's not easy to see you show other emotions. When I saw how flustered you were, of course, I was happy. I even wished I could record it on my phone."

The atmosphere in the hospital room was warm and peaceful. The sunlight streamed in, bathing both of them in a golden glow.

Asher looked at the woman smiling beside him. She wasn't the most beautiful, and yet, that smile had haunted his dreams. Countless times, he had tried to let go of her, to drown out his longing in indulgence.

He had gone to bars, gotten drunk, and sought out other women. He thought perhaps this love was just a knot in his heart. If he slept with someone else, maybe the feelings would fade.

Many women, beautiful and seductive, threw themselves at him, using every trick in the book to tempt him.

None of them were her. He didn't even want

left in a disheveled state, draping his coat over his shoulders as he fled. He

her,

he started seeking out women who bore even a slight resemblance

more refined features than hers. Others looked strikingly similar. Forcing down his revulsion, he brought

alluring outfits, could drive any man wild. But substitutes were

"Get out!"

the edge of the bed, chain-smoking one

Clothville and using every means possible to bring her back

every time he sobered up, he dismissed the thought completely. She had already suffered so much. She saw him as the person closest to her. How

caught the deep look in Asher's

around you, is there really no

love life. "You

for free. The next chapter is

of us. It'd be cruel to her as well. You

that-they weren't logical problems you could solve

why hadn't she fallen in love with Asher, even though he had treated her so well

I just want you to be

her son finding a wife. Look at me-do I

faintly. "It's not that I think you can't find someone. I'm just afraid

and Julian flaunt your love in front of me? Not only will I find someone, but I'll find someone much younger. When you two are covered in wrinkles, I'll be

become, he might've sealed his mouth shut

wonder you've been single all this time. You're

like them. Who knows, maybe my destined bride hasn't even been born yet. What's

you can wait until you're in the grave, you