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Chapter 474

Chapter 474: Julian, I’m Hungry

For two hours straight, Denis Vukic did nothing else but patiently explain things to her. Aurora had brought along a notebook and was taking notes more seriously than she ever had in school.

When the clock struck ten, Denis stopped. "Alright, you can leave now."

Aurora, feeling she had learned a lot, bowed deeply in gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Vukic. I'll come back at the same time tomorrow."

"Alright."

Their interaction was limited to discussing perfumery-just as Aurora wanted. She preferred to avoid any unnecessary complications.

Meanwhile, for Julian, those two hours felt like an eternity. Asher, sitting with his legs crossed and a smirk on his face, teased him. "You're pretty calm, aren't you? Letting her go like that, alone with another man. Aren't you worried something might happen?" Julian shot him a look and retorted, "If it were you, would you have stopped her?"

Asher fell silent. He wouldn't have. Like Julian, he would have made the same choice. Both of them cared for Aurora in the same way-wanting only for her to do what she desired.

The two chatted idly, discovering they shared similar thoughts on many things.

Just then, Aurora returned. "You two seem to be having a great time," she remarked as she opened the door, spotting them each with a glass of red wine, clearly having been drinking for a while.

"Come here," Julian commanded as soon as he saw her, his tone firm and possessive. Aurora changed her shoes and walked over.

As soon as she was within arm's reach, Julian pulled her tightly into his arms.

Asher set his wine glass down. "Hey, hey, what's going on here? I'm still here, you know. How about a little respect?"

"You know you're unnecessary here. You can leave now," Julian said bluntly.

they had been chatting warmly, but now Julian didn't

burning bridges!" Asher muttered in exasperation, but he did leave. Staying any longer would only test his emotional boundaries, and he wasn't strong enough to endure the sight of

room. Julian laid Aurora down on the sofa.

and realized he must have been worrying

a single

brushing against her ear

more time. To him, letting precious moments slip by would be such a

was futile. She surrendered to him, allowing their private space to

a blur of passion. It felt like a vacation-neither of them had to wake up early or rush off to

ages. By 7:30, she considered getting up but found her body too exhausted

opened her eyes, debating whether to rise, the man beside her seemed to sense her thoughts. He kissed her forehead gently. "Sleep a little longer. There's

thought about it and agreed. She closed her eyes again and fell back asleep. When she woke up again,

was no longer beside her. Aurora assumed he had quietly returned to Clothville. After all, his

pang of disappointment lingered in her chest. She grabbed one of his shirts that he had

sound of clattering,

up. Lunch is

in the doorway, wearing an

them were momentarily stunned by

black bangs fell lightly over his forehead, and he had rolled his

the other hand, was wearing an oversized shirt that clearly wasn't hers. It hung loosely on her, just barely covering her hips, revealing her long, slender legs. Her slightly tousled hair cascaded over the shirt, and she gazed at Julian with sleepy, half-

leave?" she asked, her voice laced with relief. Her

frowning at her bare feet on the cold

her arms around his neck, nestling

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