Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 535: The Plan

"You think you're so clever!" Gemma huffed coldly. Today, her attempt to outsmart

Candy had backfired spectacularly, leaving her humiliated. Frustrated and fuming, she had nowhere to vent her anger. Now, being lectured by Heather only made her feel like she might explode.

Heather was about to say more when she noticed her phone ringing. It was Ian.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Come downstairs. I'm waiting for you at the hotel entrance," Ian's voice came through.

"Okay, I'll be right there." She had no idea why he was outside so late, but she went downstairs obediently.

It was already 10:30 at night, and Heather was puzzled by Ian's presence. Snow was falling heavily, and in just ten minutes of waiting, a thin layer of snow had already settled on Ian's shoulders.

Heather ran out to him, her face filled with concern. "Why are you still out here so late? You should be resting; you've been exhausted these past few days."

"It's Christmas Eve. I wanted to give you something." Ian handed her a beautifully wrapped box. It was a tradition on Christmas Eve to exchange apples as a gesture of good luck.

"You came all this way just to give me an apple? Are you crazy?" Heather brushed the snow off his head and shoulders.

Ian's eyes fell on the scarf around her neck, and warmth filled his heart. If she didn't like it, she wouldn't still be wearing it.

"I just wanted to see you. Goodnight." Ian leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek before quickly running off.

He was like a child, Heather thought, touching the spot where he had kissed her. Though it was only a light, fleeting touch, his lips were icy cold, like a snowflake landing on her face. Yet her heart felt warm.

She sent him a message: "The snow is heavy, be careful."

"Okay," Ian replied almost instantly.

did she turn and head back inside the hotel. Opening the beautifully crafted wooden box, she found a bright red apple inside, just as she had expected.

bracelet, the same one she had seen

felt she still had a long way to go. She had only glanced at the bracelet before leaving the store,

had been saving his salary for months, originally intending to repay Aurora for the clothes she had bought him. But the company's finance department had written it off as a benefit, so he never had to pay her back. Ian hadn't

Heather. He knew if he gave it to

box was also a small

deserve the best. This bracelet is just the beginning.

romantic words, just Ian's practical sincerity, perfectly

grand gestures and extravagant gifts. Ian had done his best,

giving someone the best of what you could

her heart swelling with warmth and sweetness, like drinking a cup of hot cocoa. Carefully, she put on the bracelet, afraid that Gemma might

she

she have gone so late? Heather called

"Okay, come back soon. It's cold outside." Despite Gemma's unpleasant personality, Heather still felt a

for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Got it." Gemma hung up. She had gone to a nearby 24-hour

to drink?" the

a freshly

flavor would

"Banana," she replied.

"Got it."

add some mango juice to it?" Gemma suddenly asked, as if she

just thought of something.

course, banana

And add some milk," she

the

opened the lid and tasted it.

and the milk diluted the

file stated that she