His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 422

Tessa ran downstairs and instantly saw that familiar figure standing under the eaves. He stood there in solitude with his back against her.

Despite his being slightly mysophobic, his shoes were now covered in mud, his pants stained with mud and wet patches, and specks of brown sullied his otherwise pristine clothes.

She had never seen him look so disheveled.

Her nose tingled, and an indescribable emotion stirred from within her heart.

On impulse, she ran and hugged him from behind. She then murmured softly, "You're here."

Stephen tensed. Only God knew how long he had yearned for her to hug him.

There was an orange glow across the sky, like an accidental stroke made from a painter's brush.

In the early morning, the rising mist intertwined with the clouds, like lovers reuniting after a long separation. The entire atmosphere felt warm and sweet.

As dawn approached, shadows from the trees gradually emerged. Dew fell silently, as if landing on Stephen's and Tessa's hearts, sending ripples through them.

The moment was so beautiful that it felt like a dream.

as time seemed to have paused. Stephen didn't dare to move, afraid that any movement would wake him from his

spoke, and it felt like a century had passed

Stephen's Adam apple bobbing as he gulped nervously. Then, she looked up at his

fixed on her, and his eyes were filled with

intense gaze and looked away. She then mumbled, "Didn't I tell you not to

both hands, gently tilting her head to face him. He looked dashing, and his voice was as warm and soft as a

eyes teared up as she looked at him without

me after a few days apart?" Stephen teased as he reached out to tap her nose

at him with bright eyes, and her voice was soft as she had just woken up. "Everything feels

a dream. If you don't believe me, why don't you pinch me and see?" Stephen said with a warm smile on her

know it hurts if

if you pinched yourself," Stephen said, his eyes lighting up

his chest. She then said flirtatiously, "That's enough

the truth," he said gently as he held her

were bright and clear, reflecting Stephen's handsome face. She pursed her lips and asked,

haven't. The roads were in worse condition than I expected. I only arrived at Haverford at around 3:00 am. The city's in better

this area, the worse