Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 740: Mr. Farrell's Protective Instinct

Tina's words were muffled as she pressed her perfectly arched nose against the man's chest. It sounded like she was crying, which made Jared's heart tighten and his embrace tighten even more. His tone was as gentle as if he were soothing a child, his hand not idle, patting Tina's back, "It's okay, all these horror movies are fake. Tina, don't cry."

Tina retorted, "Which eye of yours saw me crying?"

Realizing that talking was getting her nowhere, her idle hand climbed to Jared's waist. Through the thin fabric, her smooth fingertips traced across the man's abdomen, bringing a tingling sensation.

Jared felt a dryness in his throat and a tightening in his lower abdomen. His eyes, usually filled with tender indulgence, suddenly deepened, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "Tina, are you trying to seduce me?"

If it had been any other time, Tina would have been dazzled by such a tone in a man's voice. This time, however, she remained silent, not making a sound. Finding the right spot on his waist, her index finger and thumb suddenly pinched hard, "Seduce you, my foot!"

Caught off guard, Jared couldn't help but grunt in pain. His grip loosened, and with a gentle push, he found himself falling onto the couch, "If it weren't for Orson not coming home lately, I'd think you taught him those awkward moves!" Tina straddled Jared, her legs open, "Uncle, can you stop using those cheesy lines from the TV? They really don't suit you. Look at me, do I look like someone who would be scared of that?"

Jared lay on the couch, half his face buried in a pillow. The more Tina spoke, the funnier she found the situation, and seeing Jared seemingly embarrassed only made her smile more, "Why don't you just be yourself, Uncle?" After speaking, she got off him and patted his shoulder soothingly. Deciding to let him digest the moment alone, she walked away to answer a phone call, "Ella Bailey, what's up?"

As she spoke, her voice still carried a lingering laugh. Ella Bailey paused, took the phone away to check, and confirming it was Tina's number, put it back to her ear, "Are you possessed? How can you be so happy seeing her number?" Tina resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Speak quickly."

Her tone was cold and impatient, but Ella Bailey wasn't offended. Instead, she sighed in relief. This was the Tina she knew. That other reaction must have been her imagination.

"Day after tomorrow, ten in the morning, at the teahouse next to your house, let's meet."

Logan, after the debacle her mother had caused with the family, she felt too

Ella Bailey decided to start with Tina. Tina didn't answer immediately but turned to look at Jared still lying on the couch pretending to be in his

finish her word, listening to the dial tone. She stiffened for a good few seconds before reacting, "I really... Tina, you better

her, "Uncle, stop pretending, you're too old for these games." Jared held Tina's chin with one hand, "You're right, this really isn't

you,

that he was listening and seriously wanted to

of it. Seizing a moment when he was unattended, he suddenly sat up

is not the

resembled an ancient emperor carrying a beauty

placed Tina on the bed, and began to unbutton his own shirt. His gaze, intense and invasive, landed squarely on Tina, causing her cheeks to burn. Her body curled slightly, swallowing hard several times.

exposed,

raised, his eyes heavy with desire as he looked at Tina, "What's the matter,

turned the color of ripe apples, her eyes unblinkingly fixed on Jared's solid muscles. Her hands, unreservedly, climbed his sculpted abs as

under Jared's fiery gaze, she wrapped her arms around

back, her enticing eyes captivating, "Indeed, I

surged with passion, a scene

Mr. Bailey lay in a rocking chair, with Vivienne fanning him by his

neck, which glimmered in the sunlight, adding an air of nobility to her. Despite being over forty, her eyes still carried a

task you assigned to Ella has not yet been