First Love's Return, Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 659

She opened her eyes and suddenly thought of something, and sat up from the bed with a “whoosh“.

Lennon!

He said he arrived in Los Angeles around midnight last night.

Marie hurriedly dressed, casually combed her hair, and dashed downstairs.

The water has receded, leaving behind patches of damp water stains on the cement floor.

Marie ran downstairs and immediately caught sight of the familiar figure under the eaves.

Cold and lonely.

He had his back turned to her.

He, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, at this very moment, had a pair of shoes that had been dirtied by mud and water, with the pant legs covered in yellow mud and water stains, and small specks of mud splattered on his clothes.

never seen Lennon so

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nose felt sour, and she couldn’t quite put into words what she was feeling in her

the heat of the moment, she rushed up and hugged Lennon from behind.

three very soft words.

body stiffened.

Long–awaited embrace.

he had

a gentle orange–red, as if it

rose gently, intertwining with the morning mist,

gradually became

the lake of the

it was as beautiful as

Marie, and time seemed to stand still

moment.

afraid that if he moved, the dream would wake

silent in tacit agreement.